Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

On the European-style terrace with a beautiful environment, two women with outstanding temperament are sitting and chatting together.

The one with long wavy hair and a shawl is naturally Zeng Baiwei, and next to her is Su Qiyun with her hair rolled up. The two have different styles and dresses, but they are surprisingly harmonious when they sit together.

Zeng Baiwei looked surprised: "What? So you said, Fu Huai and Qi Qi moved to the house in District C?"

Su Qiyun picked up a small exquisitely crafted biscuit with her finger that had just finished her manicure, and handed it to her: "Yes."

Zeng Baiwei took a bite out of the biscuit, turned her eyes, and smiled: "It seems that the two of them get along really well, or Qi Qi is so good that he has subdued Fu Huai."

"How should I say it?" Su Qiyun looked at her a little puzzled.

"Fu Huai, although he hasn't been with me for a very long time, I know him well. He has very low tolerance for people he doesn't like, let alone live together." Zeng Baiwei said with a tusk. , "So, Qi Qi is really not an ordinary person."

"It's not as serious as what you said." Hearing this, Su Qiyun only thought that she was exaggerating, and shook her head helplessly.

"What I said is true." Zeng Baiwei pulled her hand and shook it, "I'm not exaggerating, you don't know how much this son I gave birth to..."

She seemed to want to say something very much, but it seemed that she couldn't finish her words when she got to her mouth, "Forget it, I won't be able to finish it in a while."

"I think Xiao Huai is very good, smart and motivated, young and promising, although he doesn't talk much, he is also very polite." Su Qiyun said.

Zeng Baiwei sighed: "What is this? I hope to have a son like Qi Qi. It's rare for Fu Huai to get in touch with me. When I do, it's just a few words, no fun..."

The more they looked at each other, the more they felt that the other party's son was more in line with their own wishes, so they almost exchanged.

In the end, the two looked at each other and smiled, Zeng Baiwei said angrily: "Let's not talk about this, since we come out to get together, it's our own time, let's go and make faces."

Su Qiyun carried a small bag and was led downstairs by her hand, she smiled and said, "Okay."

After a pleasant and relaxing day, it was evening when we got home.Fu Hong just found out that Su Qiyun was dating his ex-wife today, so he didn't come back early, so he deliberately stayed in the company for a while.

Even so, it was a bit resentful to see my wife and ex-wife come back after dating until this time.

"Xiao Yun, why did you come back? I can't find my cardigan..."

Su Qiyun put her bag on the sofa, then entered the room with her mobile phone, and made a video call to her son.

"Qi Qi, are you in the bedroom now?"

Fu Hongcai followed her into the room with his hands behind his back muttering, and leaned over to look at the young man on the phone screen.

Zhuo Xi sat in a room, holding up her mobile phone and smiling at them: "Yes, this is my new bedroom, which was just furnished today."

"It's okay, it's not as good as the one at home." Fu Hongcai glanced at it and commented.

Su Qiyun: "Have you had dinner? Where did you eat it?"

"I ate outside with my brother." On the other end, the young man replied.

Su Qiyun chatted with her son again, then hung up the video call, turned around and went to find a woolen cardigan in the closet.

"it's here."

Only then did Fu Hongcai smile: "Thank you Xiaoyun, I still have to ask you."

He walked outside with his arms around his wife's waist, "Aunt Wang bought some fresh fruit today, and it's fresh, let's go eat together."

On the other side, Zhuoxi put down her phone, walked out of the bedroom, and came to the study.

Fu Huai was typing on the keyboard behind the desk, when he saw him come in, his eyes were slightly inquiring.

"It's done." Zhuoxi said to him, "I'm going to take a shower first, bro, do you mind if I use the bathroom in your room?"

"Since we want to sleep together, that's your room too." The man looked at the computer screen again, and his hands didn't stop: "Please go ahead."

"Okay." Zhuo Xi responded, as if he suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I asked Dr. Ke, there is such a treatment, it seems to be called sleeping with company? He also said that he could try it, maybe It’s going to work great, and it won’t cause resistance like taking a drug.”

Fu Huai stopped moving and glanced at him.

"Try it and you'll know."

"Ok!"

This was the second time they shared the same bed, Zhuo Xi was used to it, and he wasn't nervous at all.Not only is it not tense, but it is also very relaxed, just like sleeping in your own bed.

As for Fu Huai, after finishing work, taking a shower and lying on the bed, his body was slightly tense.

Zhuoxi felt it, and he turned his head to look at the other party, "Brother, aren't you used to it?"

The man's voice was low: "Maybe."

"Are you nervous?" Zhuo Xi moved his body, moved closer, observed Fu Huai's expression, and seriously analyzed: "That's right, you're definitely not used to sleeping with others, but it's good to sleep more Bar."

Fu Huai looked at him silently: "..."

Zhuo Xi smirked in his heart.

He retreated to the original position, groped under the quilt with the hand next to the man's direction, and touched Fu Huai's palm.

Fu Huai didn't move, but turned his head slightly and looked at him with questioning eyes.

Zhuoxi: "Will this be better?"

His fingers presumptuously climbed up the man's bony palm, and then gently covered it.

He could feel that Fu Huai's hand moved slightly.

Immediately, the wide palm turned over, fingers spread out, and held his hand.

Fu Huai whispered in his ear, "Sleep."

Because they were sleeping together, the sound was so close that the air around his ears seemed to vibrate.

To use those adjectives little girls like to say, it's "subwoofer".

Zhuo Xi didn't move, he closed his eyes obediently, and prepared to greet the rising sun tomorrow with the man.

But he couldn't fall asleep.

Probably because he slept for a few hours in the afternoon, and because he was sick the day before yesterday and slept a lot, he didn't feel much sleepy.

After about ten minutes, he opened his eyes.

The man beside him has never moved, and has maintained his previous posture without changing at all.

Zhuoxi turned her head, and was a little surprised to hear the even breathing of the man beside her and the closed eyes.

——Fu Huai fell asleep so quickly.

The man must be really lacking in sleep. He has faint dark circles under his eyes, and he has really fallen asleep at this time.

Unlike Zhuoxi's pretending to be asleep, he slept without a trace and made no sound.

Zhuoxi just looked at each other for a while.

Finally, he smiled lightly and closed his eyes again.

The next day.

Zhuo Xi stretched out his hand to the man who was wearing a tie in front of the mirror, palm up, "Brother, you can hand it over."

Fu Huai paused slightly, a look of confusion flashed across his eyes.

"The medicine for insomnia." The young man beckoned to him, "You don't need them now, so give them to me."

"..." Fu Huai didn't think for long, then walked to the bedside, opened the drawer, and handed the two bottles of medicine inside to Zhuoxi.

"Good boy." Zhuo Xi shook the medicine bottle, smiling brightly: "I'm not allowed to take so much medicine in the future, how can my body bear it? No matter how good the medicine is, it has side effects. Now, I'm enough."

Fu Huai felt that the young man seemed to have completely regarded himself as his exclusive pill now.

However, this pill does have a significant effect.

Last night, even he himself didn't know why he fell asleep so fast.

Perhaps, it was indeed too long without a good rest.

The body instinctively wants to make up for all the sleep it lacked before.

Zhuo Xi put the medicine behind her, and asked him with a smile: "What do you want for breakfast? I'll make it for you."

"It's all right." Fu Huai replied.

"Okay, I remember we bought some ingredients yesterday, I'm going to see what to make—" Zhuoxi walked towards the kitchen excitedly.

"..." For some reason, seeing him walking in that direction, Fu Huai suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse of "No, I can't let him go".

It seems that if young people are allowed to enter that place, the consequences will be very serious.

This idea appeared very abruptly, and I don't know where it came from, but Fu Huai decided to trust his intuition, he chased after him, and grabbed the young man's wrist.

"Forget it, I'll come."

Zhuoxi, who was about to show off her skills: "?"

013 wanted to cover his face: "No, host, it's been so long, you still don't have any b points for your cooking skills..."

It bets that the target person must have sensed something, which is why they react so quickly.

But yes, after all, the psychological shadow is quite big, and it seems to have been with me for a long time.

Seeing the man enter the kitchen, Zhuo Xi had no choice but to follow behind, taking down the apron hanging on the wall for him.

Fu Huai was unbuttoning his cuff buttons and rolling up his shirt sleeves on his forearms.

"Brother, bow your head." The young man's voice came from the side. Fu Huai turned sideways and smelled a fresh breath. The young man held up the apron with both hands and put it around his neck, as if in an embracing gesture.

Fu Huai was startled subconsciously, and then watched Zhuo Xi turn around behind him to tie the apron belt.

"Brother, do you really don't want me to do it?" Zhuo Xi seemed a little unwilling to give up, "The first breakfast in our new house seems to have a sense of ceremony."

"I will make it with a sense of ritual." Fu Huai took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, "You don't need to do it, just eat it."

"Brother, why are you so virtuous?" Zhuo Xi sat at the door of the kitchen with her arm chair in her arms, teasing with a smile: "You can also manage a group, invest, and cook. Is there anything you don't know?"

Virtuous?

Fu Huai turned his head and looked at the young man who was smiling so hard that his eyes were narrowed, and felt great sincerity in the young man's words.

It seems that he really thinks so.

However, no one dared to use this word to describe him.

Moreover, he didn't feel uncomfortable when he said it from the young man's mouth.

It seemed that the other party laughed like this, no matter what he said, he could tolerate it.

When Fu Huai came out of the kitchen with two plates, Zhuo Xi looked at the things on the plates and murmured: "Sausage toast rolls? It doesn't seem difficult, I should be able to make it too."

013 quickly stopped his thoughts, "No, host, you really can't, don't always have some dangerous thoughts, I think Fu Huai doesn't want his house to blow up suddenly one day either."

Zhuoxi: "..."

Is it that serious?