I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

The sound insulation of the room is very good. After the doors and windows are closed, the sound of wind and rain seems to be isolated in a very distant place, becoming a slight background sound.

Fu Jiujiu buried himself in the warm blanket, only showing his eyes, secretly looking over to the sofa.

He was very nervous, so nervous that his toes were curled up, for fear that Lin Jun would suddenly stand up and want to sleep with him.

Fortunately, Lin Jun slept quickly, and after a while, the sound of breathing on the sofa became steady and long.

Along with the sound of steady breathing, the nervousness and uneasiness gradually turned into a shallow sense of security, spreading over Fu Jiujiu's whole body.

He let out a sigh of relief, very grateful that today's oolong was resolved in this way.

But, how many times will such an oolong happen?Does it pass smoothly every time?

He didn't know it.

Counting it, he has had several oolongs during this time.

For the first time, he didn't remember the words Qi Luo said when he was with him. Fortunately, it wasn't some serious pursuit and it didn't hurt anything.

The second time, he didn't know that his father had moved. Fortunately, the current owner didn't know him, otherwise he couldn't pass the test.

For the third time, he met with Sui Linlin and the others, he was not familiar with Fu Jiujiu's behavior style, so he ordered Xiaochang.

Plus today...

This is not a long-term solution.

Fu Jiujiu buried her face in the pillow anxiously.

There was the smell of Lin Jun's body on the pillow, which was very faint, almost nonexistent, but it miraculously soothed his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

He relaxed a little, unconsciously fixed his gaze on the shadow on the sofa, and breathed very shallowly.

Only now did he have the energy to think that he actually slept on Lin Jun's bed.

This feeling was a bit strange and not real enough, because he never thought that one day he would be able to sleep on Lin Jun's bed.

Especially, he slept on this bed during his entire teenage years when he had a crush on him.

The sound of distant wind and rain and the sound of extremely regular breathing had a natural hypnotic effect, making his eyelids gradually heavy.

Misty, he saw a dog.

At first, he thought it was Fu Xiaoba, but then he knew it was Xiao Linzi.

Because there were He Caiyi and Lin Qi next to them, they were talking to Lin Jun, and the three of them were smiling, looking happy.

Lin Jun's smile was deep and his eyes were bright, but Fu Jiujiu could only stand on the periphery and watch.

How envious, he thought, Lin Jun's family is so happy.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Lin Jun was carefully picking chopped green onions for him.

Although it was a small matter, he was very happy in the dream, but then he shrank back in fright at the intimacy he crossed the line.

Fu Jiujiu is an adult, Lin Jun is the only person he likes, even if something happens, he will not be hypocritical.

However, they got divorced, and Sui Xingyuan came back...

Fu Jiujiu was flustered, feeling that he had done something wrong again, and was surrounded by many people pointing and pointing.

Those probing eyes pierced him relentlessly like thorns, which hurt a lot and also a little scared.

The picture kept changing like a revolving lantern, and he felt very tired, so he couldn't help but let out a long, long sigh in his dream.

After that, he was tightly suppressed by endless fatigue and darkness, and could no longer think.

Fu Jiujiu's breathing finally became natural and gentle, rising and falling rhythmically.

It's not as low as it was initially, and it's not as messy as before.

The black shadow on the sofa moved, and Lin Jun got up lightly.

He walked to the edge of the bed step by step, bent down to look at him.

Eyes adjusted to the darkness, able to see general outlines.

Fu Jiujiu wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, buried half of her face in it, only showing her closed eyes.

His body was curled up into a small ball, and he didn't know whether he slept peacefully or not.

Sometimes Lin Jun doesn't understand how Fu Jiujiu, who is 1.8 meters tall, can curl up into such a small ball?

But seeing him curled up into a bag now feels a bit cute.

He bent his body lower, stretched out his hand and gently pulled down the quilt, revealing his straight nose and rosy lips.

Fu Jiujiu's lips were slightly parted, looking safe and innocent in the night, very pure.

He gently rubbed it up with his thumb, and those lips were like spring water, rippling soft waves under his fingertips.

Lin Jun's heart was a little hot, he crushed it again, and asked softly: "Why are you sighing? Do you know that you are in a hurry?"

Then he said in a muffled voice, "You are the only one who is stubborn!"

After a while, he said, "Are you the only one who is stubborn? Fu Jiujiu."

Fu Jiujiu was a bit different, as if he had grown up overnight.

According to his understanding, not only has he been very cautious in spending money recently, but he has also not been in touch with those old friends.

A person who is quiet and quiet, is almost completely different from the person who used to call friends and be the center of the crowd wherever he went.

Some things that I didn't listen to before have also been quietly changed.

Lin Jun looked down at him: "Is it that difficult to admit a mistake? Face is so important? Fu Jiujiu?"

He pinched Fu Jiujiu's nose for a while, forced him to breathe through his mouth, then let go, and gently pinched his lips shut.

Then he stroked his forehead hair, and printed his lips on his smooth forehead.

Fu Jiujiu's body temperature was low, and her lips covered her as if she was covering a piece of warm jade.

Slightly warm, but cooler.

In contrast, Lin Jun's lips were as hot as fire.

Fu Jiujiu shivered slightly from being burned in his dream, and let out a shallow moan from his nasal cavity.

Lin Jun raised his head cautiously, and couldn't help but smile after a while, pursing his lips.

The "first time" Fu Jiujiu went to Lin Jun's house, he overslept.

When I woke up, the room was empty.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sky was blue after the rain.

After the autumn rain, the air becomes cooler.

He went into the bathroom to wash up, and when he came out, he bumped into Lin Jun coming in with a dinner plate.

Fu Jiujiu was a little ashamed: "Why didn't you call me?"

"It's okay," Lin Jun put down his breakfast, "When do you never sleep in?"

Fu Jiujiu smiled slightly, and the damp hair that was wet when washing his face lay on his forehead, looking especially pure.

He Caiyi went to drink tea with his sisters, and Lin Qi went to the company early in the morning.

Fu Jiujiu had breakfast upstairs, and Lin Jun sent him back.

While sitting in the car, Fu Jiujiu said, "Your quilt is very comfortable."

"Is there?" Lin Jun looked at him suspiciously: "Isn't our house more comfortable?"

Our family?Fu Jiujiu tilted his head guiltily, but he had never slept there.

Ke Linjun went on to say: "However, after all these years of marriage, yesterday was indeed the most comfortable time I slept in the old house."

Fu Jiujiu looked at him in surprise. Does Lin Jun like to sleep on the sofa?

After Lin Jun finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Fu Jiujiu.

What he said is so clear, Fu Jiujiu must understand, right?

After a while, he squinted his eyes again. Why did Fu Jiujiu look at him so strangely?

Probably because the phone was shut down before, Chen Mengju called again.

Fu Jiujiu didn't answer the call at a glance, and hung up the phone directly, holding the screen face down in the palm of his hand.

Not long after, the phone rang again, which seemed to mean that he would never give up if he didn't answer it.

Lin Jun looked sideways: "Who's calling, why didn't you answer it?"

"My stepmother." Fu Jiujiu replied somewhat unnaturally.

Lin Jun understood it, and asked after a while: "How much?"

"200 million," Fu Jiujiu smiled, "I didn't give it."

"En." Lin Jun looked at him for a moment, then nodded.

When the phone rang again, neither of them cared.

"By the way," Lin Jun asked suddenly: "I have a little boy, I mentioned it to you before, when I come back today, everyone may have a dinner together, do you want to go together?"

"Forget it," Fu Jiujiu knew it was Sui Xingyuan, so he smiled, "Have fun."

There was no expression on Lin Jun's face, but he didn't say a word.

The car stopped downstairs at Fu Jiujiu's house, Fu Jiujiu said goodbye, jumped out of the car, and walked towards the unit door.

Lin Jun watched his back through the car window.

His figure was tall and slender, his hair was a little long, and his neck was white with reflections in the sun.

He walked very smartly, without looking back.

He was watching, when Fu Jiujiu suddenly stopped, turned around and trotted back.

The wind blew his hair up, exposing his smooth forehead.

Lin Jun's heart suddenly became very tight, and he almost held his breath, watching his approaching figure with great anticipation.

Fu Jiujiu stopped at the door of the car, Lin Jun didn't move in the car, just looked at him quietly.

Fu Jiujiu smiled at him, and stretched out his hand to him.

Lin Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to reach out to shake his hand, but when he lowered his head, he saw the ring lying in his palm.

It was the wedding ring.

Fu Jiujiu smiled, panting a bit: "I forgot to pay you back."

Lin Jun looked at it for a while, but didn't answer it: "Let it go, you will inevitably have to wear it next time you go there, and you might lose it if you pass it back and forth."

"I don't usually wear it, and I'm worried that I might lose it." Fu Jiujiu looked at the ring in his palm with some hesitation: "It's so precious, I..."

"Throw it away." Lin Jun's voice suddenly became very cold: "Isn't it just a broken ring, when did you become so petty?"

Fu Jiujiu didn't say anything else, but silently closed his palms.

That's right, isn't it just a ring?