Is it here?

With his trouser pocket in his pocket, Shi Yun saw a low-key but luxurious black elongated sports car in front of him from some distance.

With my intuition, it should be!

[Determined]

Before the boy could run to the front of the car, the locked car opened the door, and Fu Yu, who was dressed in a foggy pine coat, stepped out of the car and walked quickly to the young man's side.

"Why do you wear so little?"

The man who suddenly appeared in front of the young man's eyes flexibly unbuttoned the buttons on his coat, opened his arms and directly took the bewildered/forced teenager into his arms and covered him.

The coat is wide enough, even if it fully envelops the teenager, it is still very wide.

"My hair didn't blow, and I would have a headache if I got cold for a while."

There was no blame in the words, only a palpable sense of concern.

Fu Ji stood at the tuyere, blocking the incoming evening breeze, his left hand wrapped tightly around the tightly wrapped boy in his arms, and his right hand attached to Shi Yun's wet hair, which was still dripping.

He tried to use the temperature of his palm to drive away the cold brought by the evening breeze, and even the coat with his right arm directly covered the boy's head to prevent the invasion of the wind current.

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The hair was just washed not long ago, and the heating at home was turned on very much before, Shi Yun didn't feel cold, and he had already forgotten to blow his hair with those three seconds of memory, and he didn't suddenly realize his wet hair until he went out.

"Forgot. Isn't this in a hurry to see my brother? ”

Anytime and anywhere, pat yourself on the back!

(*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

The young man looked up at Fu Ji with a sincere face, and his white and tender little face was a little less red because of the devastation of the autumn wind, which made Fu Ji feel distressed.

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As a lazy cancer patient, Shi Yun almost never blows his hair, just waiting for his hair to dry naturally.

Of course, Shi Yun, who is unwilling to admit that he is lazy and has a disease condition, has a Buddha-nature explanation.

"Everything follows fate, and when fate arrives, it's done."

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Fu Yu half-hugged Shi Yun and slowly moved to the parking lot, looking at the young man in front of him and curling his lips funny.

The young man's white and tender fingers tightly grasped Fu Ji's waist, and his unfamiliar expression was always cute, and he looked up and tried to stand on tiptoe and poke his little head out without admitting defeat, as if to prove his height.

Fu Meisheng was afraid that she would blow Shi Yun, so she pressed Shi Yun who was about to jump up with the palm on her head.

"Well, don't get cold."

"Brother, don't press my head, I won't grow tall when I come back!"

After such a close contact, the boy clearly realized that he was so much shorter than the beauty, and he obviously nodded on his toes, woo woo......

The young man smiled and complained.

Fu Yu laughed and cried at the appearance of the young man, and subconsciously let go of the right hand on Shi Yun's head, poked the bulging cheeks, and slightly bent his fingers to scrape the tip of the young man's red nose.

Finally, he naturally rested his chin on the boy's wet head and touched the boy's face with his neck.

The gravity of his head was supported by himself, so that the teenager did not have the slightest pressure.

Shi Yun also took the initiative to bury his head in the neck of his beauty on the way to seek warmth.

The posture of the two is very ambiguous, as if they are surrounded by pink bubbles.

If...

Bubbles have shapes, so they must be heart-shaped.

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