Chapter 1816

Fu Weichen pushed his luggage directly to the bedroom. Song Xiaoyu followed him. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to his master at all, she was a little angry and couldn't help saying, "this is my home, my house."

On hearing this, Fu Weichen turned around and took a look at her and said, "you are all mine. This house, of course, is mine."

Song Xiaoyu was stunned, "I, I, I, what, when, I..."

Fu Weichen pushed aside the room he had lived in before. Now in the room, there are big gray checkered sheets, pillows on the bed, an aromatherapy lamp and several books on the bedside cabinet.

Fu Weichen stood at the door and looked at her. Song Xiaoyu grabbed his suitcase and pushed it to the next room. "In a word, you have to sleep next door."

Fu Weichen goes in with him. Song Xiaoyu is in his pajamas. He stands behind her. The man takes her in his arms. He almost doesn't have much effort to trap song Xiaoyu on the wall. "Do you think I'm here? Can I sleep in this room?"

Song Xiaoyu raised his head. There was no light in the room. Song Xiaoyu only felt that the room suddenly became ambiguous. The man's eyes were deep and dark. Now he was staring at her with scorching heat. Song Xiaoyu only felt his heart beat fiercely, "I don't want it."

Anyway, she thought, it can't be like this.

"I, I'm not a casual girl. In short, it's not OK." Song Xiaoyu pushes his chest, anyway, she just doesn't want to.

"Song Xiaoyu, you tell me this now, don't you?" He said, staring at her, "do you forget what you did to me that night four years ago, you..."

Song Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned red, and then in a hurry, he covered his mouth and raised his head to look at her. Yes, yes, the past is the past, but what happened has already happened. Fu Weishen said that her people are his, which is right, and he admitted that her heart is his, and she also knows it.

However, when he said this, song Xiaoyu didn't know how to deal with him for a while.

The room is dark and ambiguous. When song Xiaoyu refuses to go home with him, there is no exaggeration at all. After tasting the taste, she is really afraid that she can't control it and knock him down.

Looking up, "I just don't want to, I don't want you not to cherish me, so you have to sleep by yourself at night."

Song Xiaoyu said I, and then want to run from under the armpit, Fu Weishen, which is so easy to let her run, "how long can I touch it?" He gritted his teeth and asked, has he been waiting for four years? Still struggling with this.

"Half a year." Song Xiaoyu said, and then went to break her hand, because she felt that his hand was too hot. In short, she felt that he suddenly came, and she was in a panic. Fu Weichen didn't follow the routine. Song Xiaoyu felt that his pursuit of perfection had been disrupted. She was a little happy and a little agitated.

"How long?" Fu Weichen asked, his voice a little cold.

Song Xiaoyu looked back, "three months, three months, in short, the time can not be too short, just like this."

Song Xiaoyu then turned around, and then walked away with great strides. Fu Weichen stood in the dark and heard the people in the next room shut down. He grabbed his hair.

Song Xiaoyu leaned against the door and felt that she was breathing very quickly. She sighed. Her heart was still beating very, very hard. He suddenly came. What should I do?

Song Xiaoyu lies on the bed, sighs and adjusts how to live with him. Thinking about it, she suddenly feels that she is really naive. Is there really anything to adjust?

It's not that he didn't live with him before, and I don't know why. In short, he was affected. Song Xiaoyu sat on the bed and thought, in fact, he just wanted to prove that she had changed and was no longer the child beside him.

Song Xiaoyu took a bath and figured it out. She went to the next door and said, "shall I make your bed?"

"Well." Fu Weichen opened the trunk and put his clothes in the closet.

In fact, the house is quite large, with a large living room and a study. The most important thing is that there is a large cloakroom, but the cloakroom hasn't been used much before. Anyway, it's empty.

When song Xiaoyu wanted to make his bed, he found that there was no extra mattress and quilt at home. "Well, I'll buy it tomorrow. When I moved in, I was in a hurry, so..."

"So I'm going to sleep with you tonight." Fu Weishen holds his chest in both hands and looks at Song Xiaoyu in his spare time.

When song Xiaoyu saw his eyes, she felt that Fu Weichen had some intention. In his eyes, she had no courage at all. "Sleep on the bed, and it was not sleep before. Who is afraid of who?"

Song Xiaoyu snorted coldly, and then went directly back to the room.

Fu Weichen doesn't speak any more. Song Xiaoyu is leaning on the head of the bed to read a book. She accidentally sees Fu Weichen take his clothes to take a bath.

Song Xiaoyu sighs and is nervous. In fact, she is really nervous. She really feels a little indescribable in her heart. Forget it, Shen takes advantage of his time before he comes back. In a word, it won't be too embarrassing.Song Xiaoyu sighed, then put the book aside, and left a place for Fu Weichen.

When Fu Weichen came back from the bath, he saw her huddled in the quilt, which covered half of her face.

Song Xiaoyu closed his eyes and heard that he lifted the quilt to bed. He didn't lie down immediately when he went there. Maybe he was reading because he was holding a book in his hand.

Song Xiaoyu feels his spirit is tight today, even if he doesn't pay special attention to his every move.

Fu Weichen processed two documents, and then tilted his head to look at him. It was spring. The weather in the North was no longer heating, but it was not so cold?

Fu Wei Chen leaned over and tried to pull her quilt. Song Xiaoyu opened his eyes and said, "you, you, what are you doing?"

"Why are you so nervous? I won't do anything to you, eh?" He said, in the cool voice, there seems to be some faint smile.

"Anyway, anyway, you promised, three months. Although I like you, you have to respect me." Song Xiaoyu muttered.

Fu Weichen leaned against the head of the bed and laughed. Before, she had never found her so lovely. When she grew up, song Xiaoyu was brave, a little more lovely, and she still had a real life. She was not the kind of person who would make a mystery. Like is like. In fact, she can't hide things in her heart. Even if she wants to use a little routine, she also has obvious traces, which is the trace It makes people feel that she is lovely. Of course, it is also the trace. The heart of the man is itchy.

Probably hear him in smile, song Xiaoyu doubts turn around, "you smile?"

"I don't laugh at all?" He asked.

Song Xiaoyu has no impression at all. I don't know when he has laughed. In short, he has always been cold and stern. Although he is good-looking, he is always cold and cold every time. He has been reading without too violent emotional ups and downs.

So, to hear him smile, she was really surprised. She propped up and looked at him, a little distracted.

Then she lay down again and put her arm on her pillow.

Fu Weichen flipped through a few pages of the book and saw that song Xiaoyu's back was facing him. He could see her beautiful back and fair skin all at once. His eyes darkened and he put the book on the bedside table.

Hearing the sound of his lying down, song Xiaoyu regained his mind and took back his hand.

The fragrance machine sprays out a light mist, and the faint fragrance of rose is diffused. After the aromatherapy table lamp is out, the room is dark, and song Xiaoyu always has his back to Fu Weishen.

He could hear his deep breathing. Over the years, she was used to rolling around on a double bed. When suddenly there was another person, she was not used to it.

Fu Weichen pillowed his arm and asked, "where have you been these years?"

"A lot of it. Anyway, I went to collect wind everywhere and went to some very interesting places." Song Xiaoyu replied, some absent-minded, always feel that the atmosphere this evening is really too strange.

"But, as you said, I've met a lot of people, I've met a lot of great people, and I've learned a lot." Song Xiaoyu replied again, hoping that he would say more and let the atmosphere not be so ambiguous.

"Well, song Xiaoyu, in fact, you should be hard hearted today and drive me out of the house."

Song Xiaoyu is in a daze. Mingming just said where she went to. Why

"What?" As soon as her voice fell, Fu Wei Shen turned over and covered her.

Song Xiaoyu was stunned. When he had weight on his body, he panicked for a moment, "no, you didn't say Well... "

Song Xiaoyu understood what he had just said. In fact, he thought that the atmosphere on a bed was too ambiguous and wanted to adjust it.

When she kisses, song Xiaoyu takes a deep breath. The man's hand is clasped with her fingers. It's so tender that she has no resistance at all.

Song Xiaoyu panic, do not respond, such resistance only a moment, her empty hand has been hooked on his neck.

The man threw her pajamas to the ground, and she had a little bit of recovery, "no way..."

Fu Weichen gasped, "I didn't forget, three months, right?"

"But you are..." She frowned, then pushed his shoulder, blushing.

Fu Weichen takes off his T-shirt and throws it down. He kisses her neck again, and then with her ear in his mouth, he says, "I will never forget my three-month agreement with you. Song Xiaoyu, don't worry, I won't go in..."

Song Xiaoyu's face suddenly burst red, and then blinked at him, "you No shame

"Life and face. Is it meaningful to have a face?"

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