"Huh?"

Shi Xiaoxiao consciously wrapped his arms around Fu Yu's neck, although he felt that this posture did not seem to fit her domineering president's personality, but adhering to the principle of "everything must be spoiled by his little wife", Shi Yun did not bother with anything.

Finding such a stinky and shameless excuse for himself, Shi Yun began to eat his beauty's tender tofu openly.

"Don't you want me to say goodnight?"

Fu Ji freed up one hand and touched the top of the young man's head regularly, fearing that one of his hands might fall on his own children, Fu Ji rubbed it twice and honestly withdrew his hand.

Originally, Fu Ji grabbed Shi Yun's waist from behind, but Nai Yun was too noisy and had to face to face, so Fu Ji temporarily adjusted it to face to face and hugged the boy face to face.

"Think about it!!" I still want to pounce on you!

Shi Yun's crystal eyes were full of joy.

"So it's up to me to say good night~"

The young man's hair was still a little damp, and he nodded his head in a garlic manner, inevitably letting his hair wet Fu Shu's chest.

The moment the hair touched the white shirt, it spread from one point to the center of the circle, and spread to the surroundings at a rapid speed, forming small dots that were close to transparency.

The white fat long T-shirt is the most normal one of Shi Yun's very feminine pajamas, in order to prevent his dragon robe from being complained about, and in order to prevent his beast heart, the fat house pajamas specially chosen still did not prevent the beauty from being tempted.

Sure enough, it's my beauty!

It's proud to think about!

"Ahem..."

The distance from the window to the edge of the bed was only a few steps, and in a few breaths, Fu Yu arrived at the bedside, carefully supported the young man's waist, put Shi Yun in the center of the bed, covered Shi Yun's legs with the goose yellow quilt, and carefully closed the four corners.

"Where's the hair dryer?"

"Uh.... I guess it's under the second drawer under the bathroom sink..."

Shi Yun tried to pull out this hair dryer from the depths of his memory that was dusted due to his lazy terminal cancer.

"I'm going to get a hair dryer, and if I don't dry my hair, I'll have a headache when I sleep."

"Hmm."

Shi Yun sat on the bed alone and snapped his fingers a little bored, always feeling that something was wrong, although every time Shi Yun met Fu Ji's IQ was zero in seconds, but as soon as Fu Ji left some clues, he began to automatically filter in the teenager's brain.

Why doesn't I feel right?

Didn't the beauty say without a raincoat and with an umbrella?

So, what's going on with those two raincoats???

And...

Why can't I go back if the car breaks down??

Dead phone?

I can help the beauty on the phone!

I didn't move my brain just now, why do I think it's so far-fetched now??

How do I feel like I've been deceived???

"Brother, why do you want to live here?"

"I can borrow your phone and have someone pick you up, or I can have someone in my family take you back."

Shi Yun tilted his head and asked Fu Ji, who had just come out of the bathroom with a hair dryer.

"Wouldn't it be nice to sleep here, without having to go through the hassle? Is Xiao Yun unwilling? ”

Fu Ji's hand suddenly paused in a place that Shi Yun didn't see, but his face still showed a calm and breezy appearance.

"Lying on the lap~"

"Hmm."

"But how can a dead phone and a car run out of gas happen together? That's a coincidence, isn't it? ”

Shi Yun lay on Fu Yu's lap, held his face high, and continued to ask.

"No book can be made without coincidence."

"That's right, didn't my brother and I meet this sentence."

It's because I think too much, if a beauty cheats herself, why do I have to chase my wife so hard, and if I want to cheat, I cheat~

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"What goodnight song does Xiao Yun want to listen to today?"

"I don't pick! I'm very good at raising! I'll listen to whatever my brother sings! "Innocent! Did I listen to a song?

No!

It's the voice of a beauty!

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