Song Qingyu was half-asleep and half-awake when she felt a stove sticking to her back, hot and comfortable.

The body that was originally curled up because of the cold slowly stretched, and took the initiative to move back, sticking tighter to the heat source in the back.

"Hiss" Fu Wenzhou snorted, his forehead was dripping with sweat, he endured the discomfort but did not dodge, stretched out his long arm and wrapped Song Qingyu in his arms.

His lips rubbed and rubbed on Song Qingyu's neck, and his voice sounded depressed and aggrieved: "Yuyu, I haven't eaten, I've been waiting for you." ”

Song Qingyu, who was in a daze, didn't hear clearly, but subconsciously opened her lips: "Huh? ”

Fu Wenzhou walked up the girl's neck and kissed her softly on the earlobe: "You haven't called me brother." ”

Song Qingyu was kissed, opened her sleepy eyelids, and ducked: "You are younger than me." ”

Fu Wenzhou was stunned, but for a moment, his eyebrows and eyes were suppressed, and he bit the soft meat like punishment: "Then you can also call it brother." ”

Song Qingyu was very sleepy, she didn't reply to him, and when she was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed, a fine and dense kiss fell up, and she was woken up.

When the love was strong, Song Qingyu gasped roughly, and shouted to stop with a coquettish cry.

Fu Wenzhou refused to let her go, the two shadows on the dim wall seemed to be intertwined, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down.

"Song Qingyu, call brother." The man's voice was hoarse mixed with strong lust, and his tone seemed to be ruthless, but his movements were slow and gentle.

"No...... You fuck off. His neck was raised, with a broken trill: "Fu Wenzhou, you are disobedient." ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark, sinking like a deep pool, terrifying and crazy, he leaned over and kissed Song Qingyu's ear, Song Qingyu turned his head to dodge, he caught up again, but he couldn't dodge in the end.

"Call my brother." He lifted Song Qingyu's hands and fixed them on his shoulders, coaxed in a low voice, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Yuzu is good, call brother." ”

He deliberately slowed down and was patient. Song Qingyu was trembling even breathing, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she screamed softly.

"Brother......

Fu Wenzhou sighed in satisfaction, hugged the person under him hard, and handed himself over to her.

The next morning, the snow drifted all night, staining the window white, and the sun shone on the windowsill, filling the room.

It was almost afternoon before Song Qingyu slowly opened her eyes, she moved, her waist was sore, and she didn't even have strength to her bones.

Song Qingyu raised her hand to find her phone, but found that there were tooth marks between her fingers, thinking of last night's incident, her face changed, and she thought of how Fu Wenzhou forced her to call her brother, and her cheeks were slightly red, ashamed and annoyed.

The door was pushed open, and Fu Wenzhou came in with milk, his face full of satisfaction, "Yuyu, get up." ”

When Song Qingyu thought of her brother last night, she didn't want to pay attention to him at all, turned her face away, took care of herself and got dressed, and didn't pick up the glass of milk.

Fu Wenzhou followed her and sighed: "Why is my sister so grudgeful." ”

“……”

Song Qingyu glared at him with a wry look, "Now it's called sister?" ”

"I was wrong." Fu Wenzhou said that he was wrong, but he didn't have the look of doing something wrong on his face, "Sister, drink the milk." ”

Song Qingyu's legs trembled, weak and sore, she walked a few steps, and as soon as she entered the bathroom, she closed Fu Wenzhou and the glass of milk out of the door.

When he turned around, he finally couldn't hold on to the sink and stood up, his face red and black.

In the end, he couldn't help but scold: "Beast! ”

Song Qingyu slowed down for a long time before opening the door and going out, Fu Wenzhou stood motionless with the milk in his hand, and only whispered when he saw her come out, "I'll go and heat up the milk." ”

After a pause, he asked again, "Do you want me to carry you away, sister?" ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

Now she was really annoyed: "Fu Wenzhou! ”

Fu Wenzhou chuckled, bent down and held the person up with one hand, just holding the milk in one hand and walking out with the other hand.

Song Qingyu was so angry that she didn't dare to struggle, for fear that the milk would be spilled if she moved too much.

Fu Wenzhou gently put her on the sofa, went to warm the milk and brought it back to her.

This time Song Qingyu didn't refuse again, her physical strength was too much, and she was indeed a little hungry.

After drinking the milk, Fu Wenzhou served her another bowl of porridge, Song Qingyu was tossed too much last night, her arms had no strength, and she was too lazy to move.

Fu Wenzhou saw that she didn't raise her hand, so he squatted down beside her, scooped a spoonful with a spoon and handed it to her lips: "Yuyu, open your mouth." ”

Song Qingyu glanced at him, her red lips opened slightly, and the fragrant and soft rice porridge overflowed her mouth, melting in her mouth.

She raised her eyebrows: "How long have you been up?" ”

Fu Wenzhou scooped another spoonful: "I stayed up for three hours last night, and I boiled it in a casserole for four hours this morning, is it delicious?" ”

Song Qingyu opened her mouth to eat it, and said vaguely: "It's okay." ”

It's actually delicious, but Song Qingyu is still angry, but he doesn't want to praise him.

Fu Wenzhou squatted there and fed her spoonful by spoonful, Song Qingyu was not so angry after eating and drinking, and reached out to rub his black hair twice, feeling that the feeling was getting better and better, faintly surpassing the posture of porridge.

Thinking of porridge, she suddenly spoke: "What about porridge?" ”

Fu Wenzhou said nonchalantly: "I was sent to the hospital for sterilization." ”

Song Qingyu: "...... Did you really send it? ”

"Hmm." Fu Wenzhou responded casually: "The doctor said that it is best for parents not to be around during surgery, otherwise the cat will retaliate after surgery." ”

Song Qingyu choked, and said in her heart that you have let it cut off its children and grandchildren, and you are afraid of retaliation......

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Song Qingyu kicked Fu Wenzhou: "Go open the door." ”

Fu Wenzhou's big palm clasped her ankle, Song Qingyu didn't wear socks, the back of her foot was snow-white, he kissed it on it before getting up, but not in the direction of the door.

Song Qingyu frowned suspiciously, and just wanted to ask him why he didn't open the door, but saw him turn back with an extra pair of fluffy socks in his hand.

The bell rang outside the door.

Song Qingyu urged him: "Open the door." ”

Fu Wenzhou squatted down in front of her, held her ankles with his palms, rested the white jade feet on his legs, took out socks and put them on for her before getting up to open the door.

When the door opened, Fu Wenzhou's face suddenly changed, and it was visibly cold to the naked eye.

He was tall and long-legged, and Song Qingyu couldn't see the person outside the door, so he asked, "Is it Uncle Chang?" ”

The curvature of Fu Wenzhou's lips pressed down little by little, and his voice was colder than the cold winter of December: "It's your brother Li." ”