“Twinkle， twinkle， little star.”

“How I wonder what you are.”

……

“In the dark blue sky you keep.”

The deep blue night sky is your figure.

“And often through my curtains peep.”

I often peep past my screen.

Fu Yu hugged Shi Yun, who was holding his right arm tightly with both hands, and gently patted the young man's back with his right hand.

The young man comfortably got into Fu Ji's arms, buried his little head in the depths of his arms, and pressed against the skin on Fu Ji's belly, which was very comfortable.

Shi Yun, who loves the method of slapping for ten minutes, once Fu Ji stops, he will unconsciously hum out and signal Fu Ji to continue.

"Uh-huh."

Fu Ji wanted to feed the boy some water halfway before he accidentally discovered this rule, and then naively repeated it two or three times in order to listen to the young man's unconscious milk fierce "uh-huh".

and the puzzled little face with [Why don't you coax me, is there another dog outside!] 】。

Fu Ji repeated it three times before he stopped continuing, and honestly let the boy sleep peacefully.

After the young man got the comfort he wanted, he also obediently buried his little head in the depths of his arms.

Even though the arm that was constantly beating was already sore, it maintained a consistent rhythm until it completely put the teenager to sleep.

"I will do what I promise you."

"Promise Xiaoyun to sing a goodnight song, and I will sing it every day."

Fu Yu tightened his arms, lowered his head and carefully pressed it to the young man's ear.

"Xiao Yun is willing to listen, I will sing to Xiao Yun for the rest of my life~"

"Only Xiao Yun sings alone."

"Okay."

A word slurred from the boy's mouth, with a kind of soft sweetness peculiar to children.

-

In the wee hours of the morning, the night is already deep, and even though you are in the middle of the city, in the never-ending, prosperous and sleepless Rose, the good soundproofing of the room makes you feel as if you are in the deep forest, isolated from the world.

Shi Yun indirectly lay on the pillow, directly on Fu Ji's left arm, lying on his left side, holding Fu Ji's waist with both hands, vowing to become Fu Meiren's waist pendant, and putting half of his little face on Fu Ji's chest.

Fu Ji couldn't leave many times, so he could only resign himself to lying on the same bed with Shi Yun.

The young man's little face without powder is white and tender, and a pair of dai green eyebrows are naturally stretched, lining the whole face to be fairer.

With a well-defined chin, ruddy and delicate pink lips, and a pair of large, round, eccentric and often ruffian eyes closed, revealing only long eyelashes like butterfly wings, the whole face is harmless to humans and animals.

The well-behaved appearance is like an innocent child, which is completely incompatible with the widely circulated title of "Little Devil".

-

Fu Ji moved forward, his index finger hesitantly stretched out, and the soft fingertips fell on the young man's delicate red lips, rubbing softly.

"How can a man's lips be so delicate?"

The young man who was dissatisfied with the man stopped slapping his back in a daze, squinted at Fu Ji who was "murdering" in front of him, and bit Fu Ji's earlobe.

Fu Ji clearly felt Shi Yun's teeth against the tip of his ear, and instead of biting down, he curiously used the tip of his tongue to try it.

“Though I know not what you are.”

I still don't know what you are.

“Twinkle， twinkle， little star.”

Twinkle twinkle little star.

The palms of his hands continued to beat at the same regular pace, and Fu Ji resumed his previous sleep mode.

But it is not difficult to hear that the soft voice is dyed with some affection, and there is a little stiffness.

The young man returned to Fu Ji's arms with satisfaction, the "threat" in Fu Ji's ears finally disappeared, and everything returned to just now, if you ignore the man's deepened eyes......

Fu Ji lay on the pillow, lowered his head slightly, touched his forehead, and smiled helplessly:

"Little perverted cat, what can I do with you?"