Check Sucrose Free

=========================

In Cao Luoluo's heart, Teacher Fu is a very gentle and refined man.

Just like the songs he wrote, they are melodious and melodious, like waves and sea breeze, mixed with a little inherent melancholy temperament.

He does things safely, just like the signature on every contract handed to her.

One stroke at a time, horizontal folds and strokes, all muscles and bones are complete.

But she never knew that he could also be so agile and vigorous.

She stopped the hand preventing Feinan from stepping on the chair, and looked at Fu Jingmeng covering Niannian's mouth with an unpredictable expression.

Fu Jingmeng was surprised that he could still think at this time, he said calmly: "Nian Nian drank too much, I will send him back."

"That..." He glanced at Feinan and decided to give him an assist, "Luoluo, you can send Mr. Fei back, he's almost ready."

Seeing that the game was finally over, Qi Cheng got up while holding the phone, without taking his eyes off the screen.

Fu Jingmeng caught a strange glimpse of Qi Cheng playing miraclewarm, a small game about makeup and dressing.

Qi Cheng was in a PK with an online netizen, and the sound effect of loli voice sounded, as if Qi Cheng had won.

He squinted his eyes to feel Qi Cheng's cold motorcycle masculinity again, and he couldn't react for a while.

The drunk Feinan jumped off the chair and said with a straight face, "No, I want Qi Cheng to see me off."

Qi Cheng's back stiffened.

Fu Jingmeng frowned: "Luoluo will send you off, let her go back and buy you some hangover medicine." He felt that he had reached this level of assists, so he stretched his hips for no reason.

Feinan struggled to break away from Cao Luoluo's supporting hand, squeezed in front of Qi Cheng, grabbed his collar, and forced him to look up at him.

"Are you sending it?"

Qi Cheng's eyes flickered and his face was ugly.

Fu Jingmeng thought to himself, this person should fucking be single.

But he didn't have time to do another trick, he just felt Nian Nian was struggling in his hand like a live fish, so he chose to follow the trend immediately.

"Then Qi Cheng will send Boss Fei back. You two lived together. I'll take Nian Nian back." He nodded towards Cao Luoluo, "You should go back early to rest too, you've been tired all day."

Holding a wool coat and a grapefruit-colored bag, Cao Luoluo stood at the elevator entrance, watching Fei Nan grabbing Qi Cheng's collar, and Fu Jingmeng holding Nian Nian's waist, and went into their respective rooms.

She thought, is there something wrong with them, or something wrong with me?

Nian Nian felt his face was hot, but Fu Jingmeng's hands were cold, he liked it very much.

As soon as the door was closed, he raised Fu Jingmeng's arms and buried his face in his hands, like a baby growing out of Fu Jingmeng's palms.

Fu Jingmeng looked at him helplessly, with a gentle look on his face, maybe because of drinking, it was gentler than all the gentleness in the past.

Nian Nian blushed, squinted his wet and bright eyes half-closed, breathed out a breath of alcohol, and said inarticulately: "Guokuo..."

He pushed it closer to Fu Jingmeng with all his strength.

"I...I'll tell...you a little secret."

Fu Jingmeng didn't know if he drank too much or what happened, his heart was beating very fast, as if someone was dancing inside, thumping, thumping, thumping.

He took a deep breath.

"I like you."

Nian Nian said.

Fu Jingmeng's heart suddenly missed half a beat.

"I like it very much." Nian Nian raised his head, his fair neck was slender and beautiful.

At this moment, Fu Jingmeng has to admit that he can no longer ignore it, he cares about Nian Nian very much, very much.

Noticing, his breathing changes, his heart beats with it.

Breathing and heartbeat are the signs of his being alive.Nian Nian has long unconsciously occupied his entire body and his entire life.

Rather than saying that he saved the wandering Nian Nian, it is better to say that Nian Nian gave him a new life.He is like a ray of light, shining into his narrow and cramped life like ruins.

But that's somewhat selfish.

He has always believed that although Nian Nian relies on him, it is between relatives, and he has a boyfriend, so he should not take Nian Nian's life just because he needs a driftwood.

And he decided that Nian Nian didn't understand what liking was at all.

But tonight, now, at this moment, he looked at Nian Nian's dark and clear pupils, reflecting his face, and there was a kind of gluey and strong emotion in his eyes, that kind of obsession and indulging, as if he never Will move his eyes away.

He suddenly doubted his own judgment.

His throat rolled as he struggled to form words.

Nian Nian's voice rang in his ears like thunder.

"I started liking you a year ago."

Fu Jingmeng's face suddenly turned pale.

He held his breath, as if his soul had been withdrawn from his body, and for a while, he couldn't hear any sound.

In the silence.

Fu Jingmeng felt his heart beat slowly and slowly, and then stabilized.

A year ago, Nian Nian didn't know him at all.

It turned out that his strong liking, the liking he couldn't wait to say out when he was so drunk, the liking that couldn't be contained in those eyes that embraced the flow of the universe and the Milky Way, was never given to himself.

It was for that man named Qi Cheng.

He finds himself ridiculous.

People always yearn for the light, but they cannot force the light to bend down to the abyss.

At the end of the day, he placed his light carefully on the bed.

Nian Nian smelled of alcohol, smelled of wheat in the sun, sweet like toffee, talked about his liking in a daze, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

And Fu Jingmeng herself, tossing and turning in the dark, unable to sleep.

Nian Nian woke up first the next day.

He widened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on one bed and Fu Jingmeng was sleeping on another bed.

Fu Jingmeng's back was facing him, which made the distance between the two of them seem to be more than just the distance between beds.

He was a little flustered for no reason. He remembered that he was drunk yesterday, and he didn't know what he said or did afterwards.

But he's a little cold, and he wants to stick.

So he hugged the pillow and landed lightly on the ground.

The winter sun rose late, and it was still gray outside.

He curled up beside Fu Jingmeng, sinking into the bed with a depression that only a 19-year-old boy's body would leave.

Fu Jingmeng closed his eyes, but he seemed to wake up suddenly, or he was not asleep at all.

In the dark, he felt Nian Nian pressing his warm face to the back of his slightly cool neck, and a very fine breath sprayed wetly on the end of his hair, a little itchy.

At this moment, Fu Jingmeng suddenly realized that he couldn't be angry with Nian Nian at all.

When he checked out in the morning, Fu Jingmeng had two obvious dark circles under his eyes, but fortunately his skin was wheat-colored, so he didn't look so shocked.

Nian Nian was not far behind him, carrying a backpack, and put his face on the glass of the newly added fish tank in the hotel lobby, watching the colorful fish flicking their tails leisurely, and there was a water pump inside, gurgling and bubbling. Huge bubbles.

Fu Jingmeng just handed over the room card, when she turned her head, she saw Fei Nan going downstairs with her luggage, followed by Qi Cheng with shredded squid in her mouth.

Feinan was very gloomy and looked very unhappy. After approaching, Fu Jingmeng found that there was a small piece of skin on his lip, and a dark brown scab had just formed, as if someone bit him.

"What's going on?" Fu Jingmeng was puzzled, and teased him with a smile, "Did you drink too much and go out in the middle of the night to play hooligans?"

This guess is half right and half wrong.

With an unpredictable expression on Feinan's face, he managed to pull out a sneer.

"I drank too much last night."

Fu Jingmeng looked sideways at Qi Cheng, his eyes seemed to be judging the authenticity, but also seemed to be asking why he didn't take care of it.

Qi Cheng moved his sore arm calmly: "Ask Mr. Fei if I took good care of him last night."

Feinan gritted his teeth, grinning his teeth when he got involved, and let out a breath of cold air.

"good, very good."

Fu Jingmeng looked puzzled, and was about to ask again, when the front desk clerk behind him skillfully placed the bill on the tray in front of him, with a standard smile, and said in a clear voice: "Hello, sir, you used two boxes of avoidance bills. *Condom, please pay separately."

--------------------

#This chapter contains too much information#

Enthusiastic matchmaker Fu Jingmeng: matchmaking failed. [frustrated]