Lovers torture themselves every day

When Ji Yan woke up refreshed, he sent a few messages to his assistant with his mobile phone, and then walked outside.

Fu Siyuan was sitting on the sofa alone, the sun was pouring down from the top of his head, most of his body was sitting in the sun, but there was a gloomy look on his brows and eyes.

Ji Yan gave Fu Siyuan a big smile: "Good morning."

Fu Siyuan raised his eyes, his eyes fluctuated slightly, the corners of his lips curled up subconsciously, and he also wanted to smile at Ji Yan, but he did not know what to think of, but he forced it down.

In the end, there was only a deep 'hmm'.

It looks awkward.

Ji Yan wanted to laugh again.

The corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

Seeing Ji Yan wake up, Fu Siyuan got up and said, "Breakfast is ready, I'll take you to the company after you finish eating."

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at it, Fu Siyuan frowned slightly: "You have to eat a little faster, or you will be late."

Ji Yan is a person who pays great attention to the concept of time, and treats others as well as himself.

Seeing that Fu Siyuan had brought breakfast out of the kitchen, a bowl of warm porridge was placed in front of him.

Fu Siyuan didn't have fried eggs this morning. He stewed quail eggs in shiitake mushrooms. The golden yellow ones were topped with steamed fish sauce and sesame oil, and some chopped green onions were sprinkled on top.

Ji Yan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pretended to be intoxicated, and then praised: "Fu Siyuan, your cooking is really delicious."

Fu Siyuan sullenly said, "Please call me Fu Qingqing."

Ji Yan smiled, and said as he wanted: "Fu Qingqing."

A smile appeared on Fu Siyuan's broken face all morning.

Complacent, he said in a gentle voice: "Eat quickly, there won't be enough time." Fu Siyuan lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge: "Tomorrow I will wake you up early."

He swallowed the porridge slowly, as if encountering a problem, he said to himself: "But I want you to sleep more, what should I do?"

Fu Siyuan's expression was very calm, and his words were also plain, without tenderness or romance, but Ji Yan's heart moved slightly.

He said warmly with a smile: "No hurry, I won't go to the company today."

Ji Yan looked at Fu Siyuan, with a bright smile in his eyes, and said slowly: "After all, I have to go to eat hot pot with Fu Qingqing."

Fu Siyuan:!

He looked at the young man in front of him with a smile on his face, like fireflies and sunshine, so bright that people couldn't move their eyes.

Fu Siyuan couldn't believe it at first, and then said happily: "Why are you so kind to me today?"

Ji Yan glanced at him with a smile, and was about to answer when he heard Fu Siyuan approaching his ear and said, "Did you feel comfortable last night? Don't say it, my throat still hurts a little today—ah!"

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Ji Yan slapped him on the shoulder, not lightly but not hard.

Ji Yan's face became hot, and he scolded sullenly, "What are you talking about?"

It's really embarrassing to say this in the morning.

Fu Siyuan pressed in a low voice: "You don't recognize anyone when you lift your trousers, and you don't even want to call Fu Qingqing."

Ji Yan ruthlessly ignored his accusation, and ruthlessly said, "Eat!"

Really like a scumbag.

The two stayed at home after breakfast. Ji Yan and Fu Siyuan took the baby for a walk, and walked along the path around the house. The two walked for more than half an hour to digest. Moaning and chirping, not wanting to leave, the big white dog lay down on the ground, pretending not to get up.

Ji Yan pulled the rope on his hand: "Get up, I'll be home soon."

The baby looked at the two of them with pitch-black eyes, covered his ears with white fluffy hair, and pretended not to understand, but his eyes turned back and forth, very agile.

Ji Yan pulled the flesh on the back of the big dog's neck, and squatted down to educate him: "Get up, there is less than one kilometer left, and you will be there after running for a while."

Samoyed put his head on Ji Yan's thigh, and moved his front paws back and forth on the ground. The meaning was obvious: he just won't leave today.

Ji Yan looked at the baby's dead dog, and he stood up slowly, neither pulling the baby nor coaxing it, with an expression of joy and anger on his face.

The big dog stared at Ji Yan firmly, and he would not be coquettish now, his ears were half folded into airplane ears, but he still lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

It is also thinking in its heart whether the master is really angry or fake.

Fu Siyuan kept silently watching the person and the dog until Ji Yan stopped talking before he pulled the rope and said to the big snow-white dog, "Get up."

He said to Ji Yan again: "Don't be angry, the baby is still young, it's normal not to want to go back."

Ji Yan glanced at Fu Siyuan, but said nothing.

Baby looked at Fu Siyuan for a while, but didn't respond.

Fu Siyuan: .

He is like a difficult father caught between his child and his lover, neither side is pleasing to the eye.

Fu Siyuan looked at the big dog, then put his hands through his waist, and lifted the whole dog up with all his strength: "Let's go home."

Ji Yan frowned: "The baby weighs more than 50 kilograms, don't you think it's heavy?"

"Not heavy, 3 minutes away."

Fu Siyuan was carrying a big dog on his shoulders, touching it and thinking: He can treat this original dog son as his own, he is indeed magnanimous, dignified and self-cultivated, it would be a pity not to be a big wife with such a demeanor .

At noon, the two went to the hot pot restaurant that Ji Yan went to last night.

As soon as the mandarin duck pot is on, one side is a boiling spicy soup pot, with a layer of chili and peppercorns floating on it, which is red, and the other side is a clear soup made of big bone soup, which is milky and white, with a few goji berries dotted on it.

One red and one white collided in the steaming heat, like a moving painting.

The two were eating when Ji Yan heard a voice behind him: "Ji Yan!"

There was surprise in the voice, and it was quite familiar.

Ji Yan turned his head and saw that the man's hair was brushed back with hairspray, with a signature smile on his face, and it was Xu Wenming again.

Ji Yan greeted coldly.

Fu Siyuan searched for the sound, his eyes stayed on this man for a moment, and there was confusion in his eyes.

This man looks at his Taoist companion differently.

Xu Wenming is thick-skinned, even if he saw that Ji Yan didn't want to talk to him, he didn't take it seriously.

He paused when his eyes fell on the man opposite Ji Yan.

The outline of the face is handsome, there is a sharp aura in the eyebrows, and there is a sense of oppression when the gaze sweeps over. When Shen Shen looks at people, there is not much emotion in his eyes, and he can't help but make people tremble.

Xu Wenming's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't forget this face, it was the person who threatened him back then!

Xu Wenming pulled his lips: "Ji Yan, why don't you introduce me?"

Ji Yan said coldly: "No introduction, you go!"

The chill in his voice was like the rustling ice and snow in winter, leaving no trace of emotion.

Xu Wenming: .

Fu Siyuan secretly laughed in his heart, saying that his Taoist companions never took the usual path, so the person in front of him was nothing.

He was secretly refreshed, but he stood up, looked directly at Xu Wenming and said word by word: "I am Fu Siyuan, Ji Yan's lover."

With a smile on his face and thoughtful etiquette, he looks quite gentlemanly.

But the last few words seem to emphasize something, and the words are clear.

"I'm Xu Wenming."

Xu Wenming thought to himself, what kind of dog is this person pretending to be?When he threatened him before, he was extremely ruthless, but now he looks like a human being.

Do your best.

Xu Wenming pulled his lips, stretched out his hand and said, "Oh, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Fu Siyuan stretched out his hand, grasped it vaguely and then let go.

He sat down suddenly, and said slowly with a smile on his face: "You sit too." His chin was slightly raised, with some obvious arrogance and complacency, but he said jokingly: "You can continue after I sit down." I look forward to it for a long time."

Keep your eyes closed!

As long as he is around for a day, these Yingying and Yanyan will not even think about entering Ji's house.

Xu Wenming: .

He has seen what it looks like to be a villain.

Xu Wenming gritted his teeth secretly, but he asked for a stool to sit beside him, and said to Ji Yan: "Your lover's words are really interesting." He was silent for a moment and then smiled: "I thought he must be a broad-minded person, but I didn't expect... huh. "

The last laugh is very spiritual.

Fu Siyuan gritted his teeth, thinking that this person is so shameless that he put eye drops in front of Ji Yan and said that he is narrow-minded.

joke.

He is so narrow-minded that he can treat the dog son left behind by the original body as his own?

He is obviously very generous.

Fu Siyuan: "When you meet an interesting person, talking and doing things will be more interesting." He took out the dishes from the pot with a spoon and put them on a small plate, pushing them towards Ji Yan, and smiled slightly: "You think so, Mr. Xu."

Potential meaning: I can see what's on your mind, put your tone in order.

Xu Wenming watched helplessly, and said in his heart that he was really scheming.

This smile hides a knife and speaks with a gun and a stick. It has been a few years since Daoxing can't do this.

Ji Yan picked up a chopstick dish in his downcast eyes, and was very annoyed.

Suddenly Fu Siyuan stretched out his hand, with a napkin in his palm, gently touched Ji Yan's cheek with his movements, and said with a smile: "Why are you so careless when eating, it's dirty, wipe it off."

Ji Yan glanced at Fu Siyuan, and could clearly see this man's little thoughts.

It's a lie to say that it's dirty, just to show off in front of Xu Wenming.

Really. Childish.

He sighed in his heart, but he touched his lover's hand with his left hand around his face, and said cooperatively: "Okay, wipe it for me."

Xu Wenming watched helplessly as the left hands of the two touched together, the same rings were worn on the same knuckle fingers, the two rings glistened in the sun, wishing to blind people's eyes.

Xu Wenming said: "Forget it, I won't disturb you two for dinner."

He said, got up and left.

Fu Siyuan sneered inwardly as he looked at the fleeing figure.

It's too young to fight him with these methods.

He retracted his eyes in satisfaction and found that Ji Yan was looking at him, his eyes were black and white and transparent, as if he could see through everything.

Ji Yan hooked his lips: "Is my face still dirty?"

Fu Siyuan said: "Got it?"

Ji Yan rolled his eyes at him: "I have eyes."

Anyone with eyes could tell that he was not left-handed and was wiping his face with a tissue in his left hand, just to show off the ring on his hand.

Fu Siyuan felt elated when his Taoist partner knew about it and cooperated.

The two returned home after eating, Ji Yan took a shower and read a book in the bedroom, and Fu Siyuan also came in.

He slowly leaned over and kissed Ji Yan.

The scent of the same bath liquid on the two of them merged with each other's breath, and they could no longer tell each other apart.

The book in Ji Yan's hand fell to the ground at some point, and the pages were slowly opened, accompanied by the breeze and the faint breath of heather.

The room was quiet except for two voices from the bedroom.

"Don't you say you are the second room this time?"

"I was originally the second room."

"Shut up, don't talk anymore." Accompanied by a breathy voice, intermittently.

The battle is over, and the clouds are gone and the rain is gone.

There was sweat on Ji Yan's body, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head, his sanity slowly recovered.

The two fit together very well, and it seemed that even the soul was trembling in the fusion of soul and soul.

He was lazy and unwilling to move, and after glancing at the cigarettes in the cabinet next to him, he became a little interested, reached out and lit one.

The indigo-colored smoke rose slowly, and the bright light of the fire made his brows and eyes look lazy.

Well, a cigarette afterwards, really enjoyed it.

Fu Siyuan's voice came: "Ji Yan."

"Huh?" replied lazily.

The voice was extremely deep, majestic and hoarse: "Ji Yan, I gave you my innocent body, and you have to be responsible to me—"

Ji Yan shook his hand, and the cigarette almost fell on the bed.

He glanced at the people around him in a complicated mood.

Let's not talk about this among men.

Even if it's true, it's not right.

"Let me tell you something, you've been innocent for a long time."

That was two years ago.

Fu Siyuan couldn't listen, and said stubbornly: "I don't care, I'll give it to you anyway."

Ji Yan perfunctory: "Yeah, yes, yes."

"You have to raise me up."

Ji Yan:.

Seeing that this person didn't answer, Fu Siyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Come on, I'll give it to you again."

"I do not want."

"No, here."

A thin cigarette fell to the ground, and then slowly extinguished.

A room full of love.

Then Fu Erfang was thinking about the status and status in his heart, and in addition to meeting his former rival in love today, he gave up the innocent body two years ago again and again...