My old Gong seems to be a big villain wearing a book

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, wondering if he heard it wrong.

The word 'sleep' has many meanings and can be used as a noun or as a verb.

Everyone is an adult, and they have just established a relationship. Hearing this suddenly, he couldn't help but make up his mind...

Wait, what a ghost, he was led astray! ! !

The righteous villain in Su Mu's heart put his hands on his waist, and was angrily scolding himself for his violent thoughts. Fu Chengjing suddenly stood up and walked over, pushing his shoulders and walking to his room.

He regained his senses in an instant, and grabbed the opponent's wrist: "What are you doing?"

Fu Chengjing blinked: "Aren't you sleepy? Go back to your room and rest."

Su Mu has a black line on his forehead.

This is the habit of being a tyrant, and it's time to give him a notice?

"My room is in the study."

Fu Chengjing tilted her head with a serious face, "Your mattress is uneven, and sleeping uncomfortable is not good for your waist. A boy's waist is very important. And the exam is approaching, so you need enough sleep."

If it weren't for this person's lack of credibility, Su Mu would have believed his serious nonsense.

"No, I slept fine."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Fu Chengjing's hand away and walked towards the study. He thought that this guy would stop him from messing around, but he didn't expect him to shut up obediently and follow behind quietly.

This guy suddenly became so easy to talk to?

Su Mu was a little uncertain, and always felt that there was a conspiracy.

Sure enough, he opened the study room and took a few steps forward. He immediately froze there and didn't move for a long time.

The bandit's kennel occupied the center of the bed in an even and stable manner, and the furnishings inside were completely changed, there was no room for him at all.

"Fu, Cheng, Jing!" Su Mu couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to poke his chest: "Please explain to me! I went down to walk the dog for a while, why did the kennel move to my bed?"

He said, why this guy couldn't go downstairs just now, so he insisted on taking the bandits for a walk, and he said that he needed to exercise more after eating a lot, so he was waiting for him here!

Fu Chengjing looked helpless: "The bandits are too noisy in the living room. They always like to use their claws to open the door in the middle of the night. I can't sleep well because of the noise." After finishing speaking, he pointed to his lower eyelids aggrievedly: "I was woken up by it several times. You see, the dark circles under my eyes have come out, and if this continues, I will be mentally weak! It can kill two birds with one stone by sleeping in the study, and we can both be more stable."

Su Mu glared at him: "The study is such a big place? Why do you insist on putting the kennel on my bed?" Are you embarrassed to say this kind of reason?When he was a three-year-old child?

"Hey, it's not my fault. The bandits like it, and I have nothing to do with it." Fu Chengjing simply played a rogue, and put all the responsibility on the bandits.

Su Mu laughed back angrily, "It likes it? I think it likes your room more, after all, it drew a map on your bed back then. You dote on it so much, why don't you just put its nest in your room."

Fu Chengjing's face darkened, thinking of this, he wanted to beat the dog!

In fact, the next day, he secretly bought a new mat while Su Mu was in class.

As for why secretly...

Tsk, one bed at home is enough.Two people live together, so many beds are not conducive to internal harmony, if it is not for the fear that things will turn against each other, he even wants to throw away the sofa together!

"Your cushions are broken like that, and you can't sleep with anyone..." Fu Chengjing had a ghost in his heart, his eyes wandered, and he muttered: "Besides, we are now in a period of passionate love, and we need to cultivate our relationship. You are in the same room with me... ..."

"Well, you big-headed ghost!" Su Mu gouged him out: "I spilled milk on my bed last time, did you do that on purpose?"

At that time, he wondered, what kind of milk did Fu Chengjing go to his bed to drink, but now that he thinks about it, this guy did it on purpose!

Heh, only Fu Jiaojiao can do such childish things.

Fu Chengjing's face was hurt: "I accidentally sprinkled it, how can you slander me. I walk upright and sit upright. I am a good person with good roots. I am very hurt when you are like this."

Is it still red?How dare you speak up when you are bent like this!

Su Mu's hands were itchy and wanted to hit someone, and he looked around, looking for a handy tool, only to find that his box was missing.

"Where's my box?"

Fu Chengjing blinked: "I moved it for you. Don't worry, I didn't open it. You will pack it up yourself later and hang your clothes in the cabinet. We have lived together for so long, and it's not a problem for you to always put your clothes in the box... ..."

Seeing that Su Mu's face was downcast and about to get angry, he pointed to the alarm clock on the table and changed his words: "Hey, it's about this time. I have something to talk about tomorrow, so hurry up and rest." Forced suppression.

Su Mu struggled twice, but found that his strength was no match, so he gave him an elbow angrily.

The guy immediately uttered 'Ouch', holding his stomach and screaming like he was terminally ill.

Su Mu was startled, subconsciously asked nervously: "What's wrong?"

Fu Chengjing said angrily, "Stomach hurts."

"Stomach pain?" Su Mu looked at his arm suspiciously: "I hit your arm just now, right? Why does your stomach hurt..."

"Maybe I drank iced coke after dinner..." Fu Chengjing looked weak, and after finishing speaking, he stretched out his right hand, put it on his shoulder weakly, and gasped: "Help me back to the bed quickly, I seem to be Food poisoning."

When Su Mu was reminded like this, he instantly remembered the last time he went to the hospital due to food poisoning, and he couldn't think about anything else for a while, so he nervously helped him walk into the bedroom.

Helping the man to the bed, seeing that he was still yelling and feeling uncomfortable, he worriedly said, "How about... going to the hospital?"

Fu Chengjing refused on the spot.

Su Mu couldn't resist him, thought for a while and went to the living room to pour a cup of hot water, then found out the medicine prescribed by the doctor last time, hurried back to the bedroom, helped him up and fed him the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Fu Chengjing grabbed his hand and said nonsense: "You can't go, I'm a sick patient now, you have to take care of me by the side."

Su Mu struggled, but didn't break free, and looked at him with a frown: "You won't pretend to be sick, right?" With such great strength, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look uncomfortable.

Fu Chengjing opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Am I that kind of person? Why do you always miss me so much." After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, his brows were bleak, and his tone was weak: "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you, you go back to the living room! If you find that I'm out of breath tomorrow morning, call my mother..."

Seeing that he was getting more and more exaggerated, Su Mu sighed helplessly: "Okay, my stomach hurts and I still talk so much, I'll sleep here tonight."

Fu Chengjing's eyes lit up, he quickly moved to the side, and said excitedly: "Hurry up, turn off the lights and go to sleep!"

Su Mu: "..."

Glancing at the only quilt on the bed, he turned and walked towards the living room.

Fu Chengjing didn't expect him to change his mind temporarily, and became anxious in an instant. The conditioned reflex wanted to sit up. Fortunately, his IQ was online, thinking that he was pretending to be sick and couldn't move around, so he called him anxiously: "You don't mean what you say, it's not that you are in this room. Are you sleeping..."

Su Mu had a headache: "I'm going to get a quilt."

Fu Chengjing breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his own quilt, "Don't bother, I'll share half with you, we just cover one..."

Su Mu really didn't want to talk to him, so he turned his head and left the bedroom.

At night, the two of them lay on someone's soft and comfortable bed.The temperature of the air conditioner is suitable, and it is not as exaggerated as when the guy lived alone.

With his back to Fu Chengjing, Su Mu was about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard the man calling his name softly.

"Su Mu...are you asleep?"

Su Mu didn't want to talk to him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The guy yelled a few more times without giving up. Seeing that he didn't respond, he finally shut up and didn't speak again.

Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but within a few seconds of silence, there was a rustling sound behind him, and someone came close.

That guy was very careful, he pulled his quilt lightly, found that he was not awake, he lifted the quilt tentatively and got inside...

Su Mu couldn't bear it anymore, and hit Fu Chengjing on the back of the hand quickly and accurately.

"Snapped!"

In the silent night, this palm was particularly crisp and loud.

Fu Chengjing hissed, and quickly withdrew his paws, gasping for air with an aggrieved expression on his face: "Murder your husband?"

Su Mu turned around and said to Humanity who was close behind him: "If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you so nervous?"

Fu Chengjing rubbed his hands and said as a matter of course: "I'm cold."

"Turn off the air conditioner when it's cold..."

After Su Mu finished speaking, he got up and turned on the light, fumbled with his mobile phone to turn off the air conditioner, but when he turned his head, he saw Fu Chengjing lying directly under his quilt.

"What the hell are you doing? This is my quilt!"

Fu Chengjing spread her hands and feet with peace of mind, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing him like this, Su Mu was so angry that his temples throbbed, he pulled the quilt directly to his side, and gritted his teeth while exerting force: "Get out!"

Fu Chengjing immediately hugged the other side of the quilt, dissatisfied: "My stomach hurts."

"What does the stomachache have to do with sleeping on my quilt? If it doesn't work, go to the hospital..."

Fu Chengjing looked at him resentfully, and complained like an angry little daughter-in-law: "Why are you so cruel, I feel so uncomfortable, can't you be more tolerant? I just slept on your quilt, and didn't sleep on you..."

Su Mu let go of his hand and squinted at him: "What did you say?"

Fu Chengjing secretly said that it was too bad, and accidentally expressed the desire deep in his heart, and quickly changed his words: "That's a metaphor, my stomach hurts so bad, can you pay more attention to me, treat me Better off, don't pay attention to that mess!"

"Better? How can I treat you better?"

"If you are suffering, I will definitely be by your side in every possible way, holding you all the way to make you feel the warmth of your lover." Fu Chengjing raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "I will also rub your stomach for you and whisper softly Talk to you without hesitation. Anyway, as long as it is your request, I will meet it..."

Su Mu rubbed his temples and interrupted him rudely: "I'm sorry, I don't need it. When I have a stomachache, I just hope you stay away from me so that I can sleep peacefully..."

Fu Chengjing looked at him in disbelief, and opened his mouth to refute.

Su Mu glanced at him and warned, "Do you want to sleep or not? If you make more noise, I'll go to the living room."

Fu Chengjing shut her mouth instantly, withdrew from the quilt depressedly, turned around and did not speak.

Seeing that he was no longer acting like a demon, Su Mu turned off the light and lay back on the bed.

After a long time, when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he felt the person behind him leaning towards him again, but this time he didn't get under his blanket again, but put his hands on his waist carefully, half hugging him.

It seemed that Fu Chengjing was afraid of waking up Su Mu, like a thief, so he didn't dare to breathe.

Su Mu thought about the wronged look in that person's eyes, his heart softened, he closed his eyes, and didn't speak...