Cub, daddies want you to be good

He nodded, hesitated for a moment, seemed worried that he would hit Luo Yu, blinked his dark peach eyes, looked away, and said, "It's actually okay."

"Really? The kid is comforting me?" Luo Yu smiled.

"It's not consolation." Fu Wan said stiffly, still not looking at Luo Yu, and said, "As long as it's written by you, it's fine."

"I'm so happy." Luo Yu's eyes were instantly filled with affection, he leaned close to the boy, and said in a low voice, "Does the kid know that you are so sweet? You are obedient, caring, and understanding."

"Don't boast." Fu Wan felt his face was very hot, pushed Luo Yu, and urged, "You're going to be late for work."

"Okay, let's go now. I will pick you up for dinner tomorrow night. Your father has already reserved a seat. It is said that it is a new restaurant. He said that the two of us must go there. You should like it." Luo Yu said.

"En." Fu Wan nodded, then waved with Luo Yu, turned around and entered the school.

It's not that he doesn't want to give Luo Yu away, but recently Luo Yu has become like brown candy, as long as he shows a little reluctance, Luo Yu will not leave, and he is late for work several times.If this was in ancient times, it would be a foolish king.

Some shameful metaphors flashed in my mind, Fu Wan subconsciously paused, then pursed her thin lips, and walked in with a wooden face.

It's all Luo Yu's fault, talking about love every day, brainwashing him too.

Fu Wan became angry from embarrassment, and walked all the way with a cold face, until the thought-provoking blush faded from her pretty face.

Turning the corner, he was about to go upstairs when he saw a somewhat familiar figure standing in front of him. The boy stopped in his tracks for an instant, so as not to bump into him.

Standing opposite was the man who sat at the school gate every day, still carrying the cello on his back.

The man was still wearing a white shirt, probably because he was too tall and played the cello all the year round. His back was slightly bent. Fortunately, his handsome appearance and clean temperament gave him a lot of impression points, so he wouldn't look weird.

Fu Wan glanced at the other party, and was about to bypass him and go upstairs as soon as he turned his steps.

But the man stretched out his hand to stop the young man, and with a warm smile on his pale face, he spoke slowly with a clear voice.

"Hello, do you know which way the principal's office of the school goes?"

Fu Wan gave the other party a strange look, raised his chin, pointed to the map hanging on the front wall, and said: "There is a map, just across the playground is the administrative building. The principal's office is in 705."

"Okay, thank you." The man smiled and said suddenly, "I have a performance at your school tomorrow, can you come and see it?"

Fu Wan frowned slightly, this person was not familiar with him, at least he hadn't talked to him a few times, but the other person would sit at the school gate every day, so they met quite a lot, so naturally they were familiar.

He thought for a while and said, "If my roommate goes to see it, I will go."

Generally speaking, the school invites people from outside to perform, and students will go to see it when they have time.

"Okay." The man bent his peach blossom eyes and smiled with satisfaction, which made him look a bit childish, and his brows and eyes were less melancholy and more clear. He took a step back and let the boy go upstairs.

Fu Wan just nodded indifferently, then went upstairs to the classroom with her bag on her back.

After the lunch break, Chen Yiyan really mentioned tomorrow's cello performance.

"It seems that his name is Luo Hansheng. He has lived abroad for a long time and is very famous abroad. He is basically unknown in China. I don't know why the school suddenly finds a cellist to perform?"

After Fu Yunmo finished listening, he patted Chen Yiyan with the book, and scolded: "Are you sleeping in music class again? Last week the teacher said that Luo Hansheng would come, the principal invited him, he is an alumni!"

"Huh? Why does our school still have alumni who study music?" Chen Yiyan scratched his face in doubt.

There is some reason for him to question this. The alumni of Chenghua High School are basically soldiers, and few have other occupations. It is said that the school was founded as a military academy, and it was changed to a public school in response to the policy 10 years ago. In high school, all alumni serve as soldiers, which is an old tradition.

Fu Yunmo also thought of this, so he calculated Luo Hansheng's age and said: "He should be the first senior high school student after the school was rebuilt. He was 17 years old at the time. He was directly admitted to the Capital Conservatory of Music after graduation. Now 10 years have passed. It’s 27 after all.”

"Is 27 so awesome?" Chen Yiyan was stunned, "My dad who has no musical instincts said that he is very good and very famous."

"Soon he will become famous in China. This time, he plans to join the National Orchestra. If he wins the championship, the competition for our school's admissions next year will definitely be more intense."

"What's the relationship?" Fu Wan pondered for a long time, and finally raised his head and asked.

"The alumni represent the school to a certain extent. The alumni are very popular, and the school is also honored. Otherwise, when people mention Mr. Luo, they will think of Chenghua High School, so many students come to Jiangcheng to study every year." Gao Xuming helped explain. .

"Oh." Fu Wan nodded.

He usually spends too much time with Luo Yu, and he always forgets that Luo Yu is very famous, even with his father Gu Yan.Probably there are big bosses around, and I get used to it after a long time.

Having said that, they decided to go to the cello performance tomorrow.

So at night, Fu Wan talked to Luo Yu on WeChat.

Luo Dingdang: [named Luo Hansheng? 】

Fu Bowl: [Yes.Call me today. 】

Luo Dingdang: [Then go, this person really wants to count, you have to call him uncle. 】

Fu Bowl: [? 】

Luo Dingdang: [Don't doubt, he is a relative of your father's side, a cousin or something like that?The surname Luo is his mother's surname, but it should be Gu Hansheng. 】

Fu Wan: [His eyes are like his father's. 】

Luo Dingdang: [Yes, maybe I want to meet you in advance.Another thing is that Luo Hansheng is also a modified person, but he failed to evolve, so he is no different from ordinary people now.If I'm not wrong, he raised you before, but because of the failure of evolution, he was abandoned after his memory was erased by the organization, and the person who raised you was replaced by Fu Sili. 】

Luo Yu used WeChat voice for this passage, and his tone sounded a little gentler than usual.

Fu Wan, who was a little irritable at first, calmed down when he heard the other party's voice, lay down on the table lazily, turned on the voice, and said, "Is this also your father?"

Luo Yu didn't answer, but sent a video call invitation.

Fu Wan accepted it.

Luo Yu saw the young man lying on the table at a glance, and immediately smiled softly, saying: "The kid is decadent, he used to sit upright, why does he look boneless now?"

"Didn't you say don't be nervous all the time? It means that you can be lazy if you can." Fu Wan replied slowly.

The child's effort to become lazy also hit Luo Yu's heart.

Luo Yu immediately raised the corners of his mouth and coaxed: "Okay, this is very good. Strictly speaking, Luo Hansheng is also your gene provider, but because he failed to evolve and the transformation reagent affected his genes, so the gene provider he provided The gene is not clearly reflected in you, he is extremely talented in music, but the child is not very interested in music, so it should not be inherited."

"Does he know my identity?" Fu Wan asked.

"I know. Last month when he looked back at the house, your father told him. Moreover, the medicine for organizing and erasing memory is time-sensitive. Ten years have passed, and he has remembered everything he should remember."

"Hmm. Should I talk to him?" Fu Wan looked very calm, and his clear peach eyes were clean without any haze, obviously he didn't mind this matter.He has been able to accept his own life experience very well.

"If you think this father is good, just talk to him." Luo Yu stretched out his finger and touched the boy's face on the screen, and said, "Why is Fuwan kid getting more and more childish, why don't you talk to him?"

"Believe it or not, I can ignore you right now." Fu Wan said with a wooden face.

"Don't!" Luo Yu laughed, and quickly said something nice, "I mean you are cute and more lively than before. If you were before, you would definitely ask me if I could beat him up."

"The memory-clearing potion has a ten-year validity period, which means that I will also recover my childhood memories this year?" Fu Wan asked suddenly.

"No." Luo Yu immediately denied, "What you were injected with was a second-generation modification reagent. Memory loss is a side effect, and it's not the same kind of banned drug that specifically erases memory."

"But I want to remember." Fu Wan said softly.

"Why?" Robin asked.

"I want to see what you looked like when you were a child." Fu Wan said.

"It's nothing difficult. The mobile game is almost finished. When Chen Jing fixes it, I'll play with you." Luo Yu comforted.

"Yeah." Fu Wan nodded, and asked again, "Dad would be jealous of you, why wouldn't you?"

"Nothing? Jealous?" Luo Yu was a little surprised, touched his chin, and pondered, "You mean, I won't be jealous between you and your father, or are you going to see your new father's performance tomorrow, I didn't stop you?"

"All of them." Fu Wan got up from the table and rested his chin lazily, but kept his eyes on the person on the screen.

"So... it should be said that I am more sensible?" Luo Yu explained carefully, "After all, he is your father and will love you. Although I can always dote on children, I can't do too much, and life is not all about love. , family affection is equally important, and family affection also accounts for the majority of my feelings for children. Besides, you are already mine. "

Children are not willing to be restrained by others, so after getting it, Luo Yu is more willing to give Fuwan a wide enough space to grow freely, rather than confining the young eagle to a small area.

"It seems that the children are very free, and they can play as much as they want, but in fact, you are still locked in my heart."

"You talk like flying a kite. I am a kite." Fu Wan said unhappily.

"No way, I am obviously the forest, and you are the young eagle, go out to fly around every day, and go home when it gets dark." Luo Yu held back a smile and said solemnly.

This explanation is obviously better, Fu Wan nodded with lowered eyes, under the light, the youth's dark peach eyes were stained a bit hazy, looking very soft and harmless.

Luo Yu stared at the young man, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "I want to kiss you. Why don't we meet now?"

"...No." Fu Wan hastily put down the hand holding his chin, and said dryly, "It's time to sleep."

After speaking, he hung up the video call.

Looking at the phone that was hung up suddenly, Luo Yu pinched his eyebrows with a headache. He wanted to go now, but it would definitely delay the children's sleep. Fu Wan was still growing, so Luo Yu still felt a little bit reluctant.

So, obviously very itchy, Luo Yu still sent a message, coaxing: "Then you are not allowed to stay up late to do the questions, see you tomorrow night. Good night."

Children: 【Good night. 】

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1821:01:34~2020-03-2213:26:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: pretend to have a cat;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Shanjin, king, and Gu Ansheng;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：姜涞35瓶；逆光女孩8瓶；子非鱼5瓶；苏夙4瓶；白卷英雄3瓶；怂怂的小怪兽、我是一条鱼1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, become a habit of each other.

They said they were going to listen to a cello performance, but in fact, Fu Wan and the three roommates were iron fools without any musical instincts or musical aesthetics.

Especially Fu Wan, because he has lived in the dungeon for too many years, and has gone through extremely terrifying anti-interference experiments. He was tortured by all kinds of horrible noises for more than 20 days, and almost died of a mental breakdown. After saving him, he might not be able to survive the noise.

Such a special experience made him extra sensitive to all kinds of sounds, and he was extra vigilant whenever there was a sign of trouble.

But whether it is a pleasant sound or an unpleasant sound, he can't distinguish it, and it is difficult to make an aesthetic identification and appreciation.

Therefore, after sitting in the auditorium with my roommate and listening to the cello for two hours, Fu Wan still opened his eyes without any fluctuations, quietly watching the player on the stage who was also his new father, Luo Hansheng.

He is so indifferent and reserved, with a quiet demeanor. To outsiders, he looks like a young man with a beautiful face. His mind has long since faded away with the melodious and mysterious music.

But the truth is, Fu Wan looked at Luo Hansheng's face with a dull face for a while, then nodded in his heart——

Hmm... the new father's eyes are also peachy, very similar to his father, he looks very affectionate when he plays the violin, unlike his own expressionless face.

After evaluating the face, Fu Wan looked at Luo Hansheng's hand coldly as if scanning a machine, and tilted his head in his heart——

...Luo Yu said that the new father's hands are very similar to his own. The phalanges are slender and beautiful, suitable for playing the piano.

If I remember correctly, Luo Yu seems to have asked him if he wants to learn music, is it because he has a father who is a musician?Do you want to go to the summer vacation to learn the piano?

Fu Wan looked at his father as if studying a math problem, and then took out his phone to play a game.

Yesterday Gu Yan asked his son to play games together today, and Fu Wan agreed, so he can only play online for a while now.

But Chen Yiyan next to him thought that he was too intoxicated by the music, and wanted to take a photo of his father, so he stuffed his latest 9000-megapixel mobile phone over and said generously: "Bowl, use this to take pictures, I just bought it mobile phone!"

"..." Fu Wan stopped hesitantly, looked at Chen Yiyan with silly eyes, paused, and said, "I don't take pictures, I play games."

"???" Chen Yiyan cracked, and asked in a low voice, "You were so intoxicated just now, didn't you want to take a picture as a souvenir?"

"I advise you not to make up your mind." Fu Wan stared at Hanhan's roommate, the beautiful peach blossom seemed harmless.

However, Chen Yiyan was stared at by those overly clear and clean eyes for three seconds, then covered his face consciously, begging for mercy repeatedly: "Okay, okay, you can't help but look at me, you're panicking! It seems like you've been beaten hundreds of times... "

Only then did Fu Wan look back and unlock the phone.He now threatens people not to solve problems with fists or air conditioning as before, but in a different way: death stare.

Probably because after staying with Luo Yu for a long time, Fu Wan has gradually become a little more "humane". At least when he treats people who treat him well, he will no longer unconsciously use his sharp edges to cut each other and attack indiscriminately. It is learning to face the person who loves him with his true self.

This change made him much more relaxed than before. He no longer needed to be on guard against others all the time, and he gained a lot of hard-won sense of security in his life.

The roommate naturally became his friend.

"Wan was so absorbed just now, I thought he was really fascinated, I'm sure I'm not alone!" Chen Yiyan waited for Fu Wan to start playing the game, then put down his hands and said firmly.

"I think so too." Fu Yunmo rarely agreed, looked at Fu Wan, and muttered, "It's that... rare, people can be reflected in the eyes of the bowl, and when he sees strangers, he basically looks at the air, with no one in his eyes , so Ergou's intuition is right."

"Really? I just said that he is different today." Chen Yiyan let out a long sigh of relief, and muttered puzzledly, "However, why can I see Luo Hansheng in the bowl? He doesn't like music. There is no fluctuation when he sees it. strangeness……"

"Take out the photos taken last time and compare them." Fu Yunmo said.

Chen Yiyan quickly opened the phone's photo album named "The Most Beautiful Roommate", and there were photos of Fu Wan in it.

"Look at this, isn't it different?" He was referring to a picture of Fu Wan watching the teacher in class.

"Yes, it seems that Luo Hansheng is a bit special..." Fu Yunmo kept turning his eyes between the photo and the bowl, and nodded seriously.

Like the new father, the two roommates study Wan Zai's every move openly and aboveboard. Fortunately, Fu Wan's temper is not as aggressive as before, otherwise they would definitely punch and throw them out one by one.

You know, the conclusions that Fu Yunmo and Chen Yiyan have come to from researching Fu Wan in the past few months are almost enough to write a "Biography of Fu Wan".

Fu Wan also couldn't figure out when his roommate lost his mind and devoted himself to exploring every day... the mystery of "Wan Xue".

He subconsciously sneezed a little, and raised his hand to rub the tip of his white and tender nose, looking a little innocent.

Gao Xuming was already laughing on the sidelines, and was stared threateningly by Fa Xiaochen. He quickly suppressed his laughter, reached out and took out a bottle of orange juice from the side bag, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over, saying: "Bowl, drink Get some juice, it's too hot."

"Yeah." Fu Wan took a few sips of the orange juice, screwed on the bottle cap, and continued the game.

Chen Yiyan said he was thirsty after a long time, so he announced an intermission, came over to get a drink, and even took out snacks to trick Fu Wan into eating.

It's a pity that Fu Wan was too full for lunch today, so he didn't buy it.

The other students in the auditorium were fascinated by the sad cello sound, and some even shed tears. Only the four of them, Tie Hanhan, didn’t understand at all, and happily drank their drinks. Fortunately, they sat relatively far back. Otherwise, the previous dean will come to do ideological education.

Fu Wan only went online according to the agreed time, and teamed up with his father Gu Yan to play two games, then put his mobile phone back into his schoolbag and continued to concentrate on listening to the cello performance.

Although he doesn't know how to appreciate it, he still knows that he must listen to the end honestly and not disappoint his new father Luo Hansheng's expectations.

The roommates finished their drinks in the first 10 minutes, and listened to the performance carefully for more than an hour, and took notes. First, because Luo Hansheng has real materials, listening to the performance will be more or less rewarding, and the follow-up music The class will definitely ask for feedback, and the second is completely taken from the majesty of parents who hope their children will become a dragon.

For example, Chen Yiyan, his father never listened to concerts in his life, but he would still praise Luo Hansheng, hoping that his son would listen to the performance well and learn a little bit.

After the end, Fu Wan and his roommate went back to the dormitory together, but on the way they met Luo Hansheng who was in a hurry.

Luo Hansheng is also wearing a white shirt today, but the style is a little different, more formal.When he saw Fu Wan, he walked over with his cello on his back and greeted them.

The roommates were a little surprised when they saw that the famous musician and alumni were looking for the Fu Wan, and they kept peeking at the Fu Wan, hinting wildly.

It's a pity that Luo Hansheng was present, and Fu Wan couldn't explain anything, so the roommates had to leave first reluctantly, and waited for Fu Wan to tell them at night.

"Your classmate likes you very much." Luo Hansheng looked at the backs of several boys going away, and said softly.

"Yeah." Fu Wan nodded, "What do you want from me?"

"I want to ask you how you feel after listening to the music today." Luo Hansheng looked expectantly.

"...I don't quite understand it, but it sounds good." Fu Wan replied honestly.

Some disappointment flashed in the man's eyes for a moment, but he smiled slightly and said, "Then do you like it?"

"It's okay." Fu Wan nodded.

Luo Hansheng became happy, and said with nostalgia: "That song is my first work. I created it when you were born. When you were young, you liked it very much. When you heard the sound of the piano, you would wave your hands. I am very happy...you Still love it."

Hearing the words, Fu Wan lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Luo Hansheng handed over the gift bag in his right hand and said softly:

"This is for you. You should have known my identity from Luo Yu?"

"En." Fu Wan nodded, but didn't reach out to take it.

Although Luo Hansheng would sit and watch him at the school gate every day for two months, but this father was not very familiar after all, and Fu Wan was somewhat uncomfortable.

He didn't answer, and Luo Hansheng didn't force it. He took his hand back and asked softly, "Are you free to go out for a walk with me? There are some things that Dad still wants to tell you. If you don't mind if I call myself Dad?"

"Whatever you want." Fu Wan raised his eyelids and looked at the other party for a while, then said, "Let's go."

This answer made the man visibly happy, and he hurriedly followed up with the boy.

He was carrying the gift bag all the time, and when he left the school, he said: "The gift Dad prepared for you is a music box, which is basically composed of my own songs. I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I want to give you a reunion gift. "

"I didn't inherit your musical talent, and I don't understand music." Fu Wan said.

"But you don't hate it, do you? Some music can lull you to sleep." Luo Hansheng smiled slightly.

Fu Wan didn't speak.

"It was difficult to fall asleep when you were young, because the modification reagents would cause pain to people. At that time, you were too young to cry, so I thought of using a lullaby to lull you to sleep. Maybe you are no longer It’s a good thing if we need it.” Luo Hansheng’s tone was still very gentle.

Fu Wan glanced at the other party and asked, "Why did you think of looking for me?"

"You are my son. As a father, I have to make sure you are doing well." Luo Hansheng smiled lightly, "I have been looking for you for a long time, but I couldn't find you. I even wondered if you would be sent abroad and even ran out of the country." I found it, who would have thought that I would become famous abroad. I was able to find you this time, thanks to Luo Yu."

"What do you mean?"

"Luo Yu is the new head of the Special Operations Department. I heard that he is very capable of investigating cases, so I want to ask him to find you." Luo Hansheng frowned in distress, "But because I was worried about scaring you, and Zhou Xing It was an example of failure, so I chose to peek at my son at the school gate every day."

Speaking of this, Luo Hansheng seemed to be amused by himself.

Fu Wan glanced at this familiar yet unfamiliar father with a little curiosity, and walked around the school with him silently.

When he came back, Luo Hansheng handed over the big and small bags of snacks in his hand, along with the gift bag.

"If you don't hate Dad, just accept it. You don't need to recognize me, Dad just wants to make sure that you are doing well. The food is shared with roommates, and the music box is just for use. If you don't like it, just leave it. Okay? "

In fact, as a musician, Luo Hansheng is also a Level [-] handicapped person, a typical genius without the ability to take care of himself without the cello.But he could bear not playing the piano for two months, waiting at the school gate for more than ten hours every day, just to catch a glimpse of his son, and just now he was busy buying food for Fuwan, some snacks he hadn’t even eaten himself , it's not easy.

Fu Wan was silent for a few seconds, looking at the tall and thin man in front of him with a slightly bent back, his eyes fell on Luo Hansheng's handsome and pale face, he reached out to take the things, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Luo Hansheng laughed immediately, his brows and eyes were full of joy, which made him much healthier.

Fu Wan thought about what Luo Yu taught him with some hesitation, and then said after a while: "If I have time, I will find my father for dinner... Even Gu Yan, I will go back."

"Okay." Luo Hansheng said two "yes" repeatedly, watched Fu Wan turn around and go upstairs, and stood downstairs for a long time before leaving with his qin on his back.

When the two of them came back, they didn't avoid others. Another group of people in the school fell in love with Luo Hansheng because of today's performance, so that the news that Luo Hansheng stood downstairs in the dormitory for a long time spread quickly.

It doesn't matter if the news spread, the key is that some people quickly thought of the fact that Luo Hansheng sat by the flower bed at the school gate every day in the past two months, and they had different thoughts about the relationship between Fu Wan and Luo Hansheng.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Luo Hansheng posted a post on the school post bar, which directly stated that his surname was Gu, Fu Wan's little uncle, and Fu Wan's father was Gu Yan.

Speaking of Gu Yan, many students may not know him personally, even if they meet, they would not recognize him, but when his name is mentioned, no one does not know it.

So Fu Wan has grown from a grassroots to a primary school god, and in the blink of an eye he has become the second generation of x. This x contains many things. Who makes his father, grandpa, uncle, and boyfriend (?) all unspeakable character.

The rumors about the Fuwan were amazing, but he himself was not affected, he still had to go to class and have fun, and was abducted by Luo Yu to go out on dates from time to time.

So another month passed, and the final exam came.

As the exam was approaching, many students went home because they had been studying in school for half a month. The school had a very humane holiday two days before the exam, allowing them to go home to rest and recharge their minds to come back to the exam.

Fu Wan lived in Gu Zhai for a day, and spent most of the time playing games with his father, teasing cats, and going to Luo Hansheng's concert at night.

Because Luo Yu accompanied him, so after the concert, he and Luo Yu went back to the apartment directly.

After taking a shower, Fu Wan nestled on the sofa, ate strawberries and watched the football game, while Luo Yu packed his luggage in his room.

"Just arrive at school before 08:30 tomorrow. I'll make you two cups of scented tea, one refreshing and one calming. Take them with you and drink as needed. Don't be dry in one breath. There are also snacks to fill your stomach. I brought them all.

Examination admission ticket, student ID card, pencil case, stationery, calculator...all are in place, and I put them in separate compartments for you, remember? "

"Yeah." Fu Wan responded, knelt up from the sofa and looked behind, pointed at the wood carving beside the bed, and said, "Can that be taken away?"

"Huh?" Luo Yu raised his head and looked at his fingers. When he saw that it was his own wood carving, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "No, who still brings toys for the exam?"

"There is no rule that you can't bring toys." Fu Wan said seriously.

"Where is there no regulation? Have you read the exam admission ticket?" Luo Yu pointed to the small print on the back of the exam admission ticket, "Do not bring items that have nothing to do with the exam into the exam room."

"... Trouble." Fu Wan turned around unhappily, picked up the remote control and pressed it randomly, changing channels continuously.

Luo Yu looked at the young man's angry back, cleared his throat amusingly, packed his luggage and schoolbag, walked over and squeezed onto the sofa, and squeezed the young man into the innermost side.

Fu Wan raised his eyes to look at him, still a little confused, and said: "You squeezed me."

"And then?" Luo Yu smirked, leaned over and pressed the boy into his arms, teasing Fu Wan in a low voice, "I did it on purpose."

"You are so boring." Fu Wan didn't understand the style at all, and kicked Luo Yu.

This kick was not light, but it was just a tickle for Luo Yu. He locked the bowl under his body, looked at it carefully for a while, his lingering eyes lingered on the young man's beautiful face, and he lowered his head to gently peck and kiss. Fu Wan's eyes.

The thin lips are pressed against the tightly closed peach blossom eyes, and one can feel the delicate touch of the skin. She kisses down devoutly inch by inch, kisses the tip of the nose, dimples, and corners of the lips, and then lingers and teases on the slightly pursed red lips, licking the bead of the lips.

This kind of tormenting intimacy often makes Fu Wan open his mouth impatiently and wants to curse, but he is always caught off guard. The tip of his tongue is sucked, followed by a long and deep kiss.

The intimacy of lips, tongue, and entanglement can calm people's anxious emotions. Fu Wan was pressed in the arms of a man for a long time, and he played back and forth in separation and reunion. In the end, he forgot that he was still sullen, and no longer because of There is an exam tomorrow and I am overly anxious, but I just lazily closed my peach eyes half-closed, accepting Luo Yu's comforting and lingering kiss, and will learn to respond when I am comfortable.

After a long time, Luo Yu let go of him, took advantage of the situation and hugged Fu Wan face to face, stood up from the sofa, and hugged him to the bed.

The thin blanket was wrapped around the young man, the man bent down, pushed back the black hair hanging from the young man's forehead, kissed him deeply, then touched the young man's flushed cheeks, and coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Make you a cup of hot milk , sleep after drinking, okay?"

"En." Fu Wan pulled the blanket up to cover her red, swollen and numb lips, nodded slowly, and yawned again.

Luo Yu kissed him dotingly, got up and left the room.

Fu Wan just dragged the pillow over sleepily, hugged it in his arms, and looked at Luo Yu's back quietly.

When Luo Yu came back with the milk, he was almost falling asleep. He was picked up and fed half a cup, but he didn't want to drink anymore, so he just frowned and said, "I'm sleepy, I need to sleep."

"Okay." Luo Yu stuffed the boy back into the bed, tucked in the quilt, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and was about to get up and leave when he heard a slightly hoarse soft voice behind him.

"Where are you going?"

Luo Yu turned his head and saw that Fu Wan was so sleepy that his eyes were closed, and he forced them to open again, so he walked back, leaned over to approach the young man, reached out and touched Fu Wan's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Go prepare for tomorrow." For the ingredients you need for breakfast, you go to bed first."

After a pause, Luo Yu asked again: "Do you want me to accompany you today?"

Fu Wan felt sleepy at the moment, looked a little numb, stayed for a while before nodding his head, wondering if he had listened to Luo Yu's words.

Luo Yu liked his defenseless appearance even more. He hooked his lips gently, raised his hand to cover the boy's eyes, and lowered his head to kiss the bowl.

He waited until the breathing of the person in his arms gradually became smooth and long, then he let go of his lips and tongue, and stayed with him quietly for a while before standing up and leaving.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2213:26:47~2020-03-2415:45:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I just want to ah~ah~ah~ 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：哒崽80瓶；魂50瓶；假装有猫猫22瓶；明月清风吹、碓依10瓶；caicai7瓶；我是一条鱼6瓶；柠5瓶；危楼4瓶；我见青山青1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, a natural pair.

In the eyes of most people around him, Fu Wan is a god of learning, he can learn what he can, and such pediatric things as exams are nothing in the eyes of Brother Ku.

However, the fact is that Xueshen is also worried when facing the first final exam in his life.Not only is Fu Wan nervous because of the exam, but he is also so anxious that he needs Luo Yu to kiss him to get better.

Of course, the way of kissing to calm down is entirely Luo Yu's own idea.For a cool cat like Fu Wan, who is always straight and has a male brain circuit and is incomprehensible, even if he is given another 500 years, he will not be able to think of such a way.

Fortunately, the effect was remarkable. Fu Wan went to the exam the next day, and his condition was 30% better than the previous two days.

For his son's first final exam, Gu Yan will definitely come to accompany him.As soon as the bowl of fu came out, the old father took his son to prepare to have dinner, but was stopped by Fu Xingzhi who had also been waiting for a long time.

"Fu Wan, here are the answers to the biology test paper and the math test paper, please check it first?" Fu Xingzhi smiled shyly and harmlessly facing Gu Yan's scrutiny.

Fu Wan took the answer, looked down for a while, and said, "That's right."

"That's good." Fu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, took out another bar of chocolate from his pocket, stuffed it into the bowl, and said, "It's hot these two days and it's easy to sweat, so add more sugar and water."

"Well, thank you teacher." Fu Wan didn't refuse, and put the chocolate into the schoolbag.

He and Fu Xingzhi get along fairly well now, and he will take the initiative to ask Fu Xingzhi for some biological questions that he doesn't understand. The two of them have resumed a normal teacher-student relationship, which is not as awkward as before.

Fu Xingzhi patted the young man on the shoulder in relief, said hello, and hurried away, apparently to catch up with the next invigilator.

After all, he is the head teacher of two classes, and the leading biological genius in Jiangcheng. The youngest professor is usually very busy. If he is not thinking about Fu Wan's exam, he will not come here temporarily.

Gu Yan led his son out, and asked casually, "Wanwan and Teacher Fu get along well?"

"It's okay. The teacher is easy to get along with." Fu Wan was pushing the wheelchair, and went back without thinking too much.

In his eyes, since Fu Xingzhi regained his original personality, his temper was as good as cotton candy, and he was completely obedient to him, and there was no chance of any conflicts.As long as Fu Xingzhi doesn't want to be his father and give him 53 Huanggang, he can talk about anything.

Gu Yan nodded when he heard the words, suddenly thought of another level, and said after deliberation: "In terms of seniority, Mr. Fu is still Wanwan's uncle... Has Mr. Fu mentioned his family members to you?"