Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"I guess this will be the only time for a class reunion. It will be hard to have another one in the future. As everyone enters society, there are more and more people. Class reunions are meaningless."

Fu Yuan hummed and looked at the time. It was already early morning.

"Go to sleep if you're tired. We'll settle any accounts tomorrow."

The sound of Tong Yao's even breathing came from his arms. She had fallen asleep. There was only a little thing nestled in his arms, looking very cute.

The two of them slept in each other's arms until dawn. Tong Yao felt her body was very heavy in a daze, as if something heavy was pressing on her. She closed her eyes and reached out to push away, but failed.

Her wrists were still being held and pressed above her head, and she was showered with kisses. She was being eaten out completely while she was still dazed, and she fell asleep from exhaustion before she even opened her eyes.

Fu Yuan lowered his head and looked intently, he didn't even notice the tenderness in his eyes, the depression between his eyebrows had long dissipated, with a kind of lazy feeling of satisfaction.

After seeing enough, he carried the woman into the bathroom. Soon the bathroom became hot and the woman's suppressed and ambiguous plea for mercy overflowed.

I have no strength, absolutely no strength.

Tong Yao was fed porridge while she was drowsy and fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, it was still light outside, but the sun had set a little.

I couldn't tell whether it was morning or afternoon. I picked up my phone and saw that I had slept until the afternoon.

He muttered with his eyes wide open: "This is horrible. How did I sleep for so long? My sleep and rest schedule is really upside down again. This is horrible. I have to adjust again."

The door creaked open, and Fu Yuan looked at the person who had woken up. His eyes lit up slightly, and he said calmly, "You're awake. Do you want to get up and go out for a walk?"

Tong Yao thought of what happened in the morning, and the look in her eyes was somewhat resentful. How could he take advantage of her confusion and keep doing this and that to her?

"I, I'm tired. I don't want to go out and I don't have the energy."

"Okay, then wait until you've rested well, and I'll take you for a walk around here. There's a nice water amusement park there, and I'll take you there if you want."

"There's also an amusement park on land. If you want to ride the Ferris wheel, let's go together."

Fu Yuan sat on the bed, looking at the marks on her neck, his eyes darkening. Tong Yao was so frightened that she quickly pulled up the quilt and looked at him warily: "Enough, really enough, it's too tiring."

When Tong Yao saw the look in his eyes, her back felt cold and she felt like her bones would fall apart.

The man laughed happily, raised his hand and pinched her cheek, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't touch you, just have a good rest."

"Would you like some fruit?"

"No, no need."

"Okay, then I'll feed you."

Tong Yao: "...I'll eat fruit. I can do it myself."

Fu Yuan looked at her wrist, where there was a circle of red fingerprints. He knew at a glance that they were left there by him when he lost control that morning and didn't control the strength of his hand well.

"You eat first, I'll be back soon."

"Oh, okay."

Hearing the door closing, Tong Yao let out a long sigh. Facing such a Fu Yuan, she was really a little scared. She got up and staggered into the bathroom. After washing up, she came out and changed her clothes.

I even put on jeans on purpose, well, it’s harder to take off and safer...

Fu Yuan came back soon with a porcelain box in his hand. He pulled Tong Yao to sit on the sofa, put some ointment on his fingertips, and spread it on Tong Yao's wrist little by little.

"Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt. My skin is just like that. It gets bruised easily if it gets bumped or bruised. It has nothing to do with you."

Yes, it was all her fault. If she coaxed him, he would not be angry anymore. She had realized that if he got angry, she would be the one who would suffer.

Fu Yuan's lips curled up slightly, his brows relaxed with a smile.

"Really? Yaoyao is very conscious now."

"Come, let me check if there are any bruises elsewhere. Applying ointment will help them heal faster. I remember there are bruises on your waist too. Come and lie down so I can apply the ointment on you."

When Tong Yao heard him mention his waist, those images flashed through her mind and she quickly waved her hands: "No, no need, there are no bruises on my waist, I can apply the medicine myself, really."

Fu Yuan said seriously, "Really? But I did it, so I have to take responsibility. Yaoyao, don't be shy. I've seen and touched every part of you."

"...!!"

"Ah, A Yuan, you are a little strange now. You are different from before. You were not like this before."

As they got closer, they could smell each other's breath. "So, what was I like before? What am I like now? Is Yaoyao so scared of me? I'm not a cannibal."

Tong Yao leaned back in silence, blinking her eyes. "You used to be quite aloof, but now you're a little... a little different. You're still good the way you were before."

"Is that so? Then you like me the way I was before."

Fu Yuan's fingers slid across her cheek, and his eyes became more dangerous.

"I like it. I like the old one."

"...Oh, I'll do as you say."

Tong Yao watched him sit up straight and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She secretly took the ointment and went to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror and saw bruises on her waist.

When I came out after applying the medicine, there was no one in the living room.

"A Yuan, A Yuan, are you there?"

On the balcony

Fu Yuan listened to the voice on the phone: [You mean, Fu Yian is coming back, when? ]

Come back next week.

[Okay, I understand. Just keep an eye on it. If anything happens, let me know and I'll handle it.]

[Yes, boss.]

After Fu Yuan hung up the phone, he thought about his younger brother's temper, turned around and looked at the people in the living room, and replied, "I'm here."