Rich green tea dressed as cannon fodder husband and wife

Shen Yao was stunned.

Of course he dare not now.

How can you ask such words?If it is a scumbag, he will definitely answer "Of course I really love you", if it is not a scumbag, he will answer "Really, how could it be fake", if it is Fu Mingyan... maybe he will not say anything.

So that's why Shen Yao didn't want to ask.

"Go, go find him now. If he says no, you can come back to me. Afraid he won't succeed? What is a Fu Mingyan? If you really like it, just say it. Teacher, I still say the same thing, feelings are a matter Can't wait, maybe just wait and wait, things will change." Zhang Tingshan turned his back to Shen Yao, refusing to look at him again.

Shen Yao paused for a long time, then straightened up, stood up slowly, and then lowered his eyes to look at Zhang Tingshan's old-fashioned back.

"...Okay. The teacher told me to go, so I dare." After Shen Yao said this very cowardly sentence, he turned around and bowed his head before going out.

"...This brat, it's not good to like anyone, but he..." Zhang Tingshan lit his cigarette, took a puff, and jumped up suddenly: "Come back! Pants are not on yet! There is an umbrella!"

……

Shen Yao was wearing the teacher's trousers, and took a taxi all the way to Fu's house with his waistband lifted. He patted the door for a long time in the rain before someone opened it for him. Seeing that he almost didn't frighten the other party, he called Lao Xu in a hurry. Old Xu was startled when he saw it. It's already midnight, and Fu Mingyan has already fallen asleep. If you want to wake him up...

That's right, why don't we just let the young master call him?Maybe if things go smoothly, can the relationship between the two go to a higher level?

Lao Xu pulled the drenched Shen Yao into Fu's house, and quickly brought him a set of clean pajamas. Before Shen Yao took it, he saw a large pile of rolled up paintings in the living room, and the easel he was very familiar with. And the painting materials... It seems to be the things he used in the apartment where he lived with Gao Hai before.

"...What are those?" Shen Yao took the pajamas and asked Old Xu wetly.

"Mr. Fu ordered us to move the things that belonged to Master Shen back to Fu's house - this is an acknowledgment of you, Master! You have to have a good talk with Mr. Fu tonight, he hasn't seen you for the past few days... "

"Why didn't he contact me if he wanted to see me? Why didn't he see me for so long because he wanted to see me so much? I'm in school, and even my classmates know which studio I'm in. Why didn't he come to me?" Shen Yao asked a series of calm questions. Old Xu's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was wiping his sweat to make up an answer when the upstairs bedroom door suddenly rang.

"Who's downstairs." Fu Mingyan's voice.

Old Xu suddenly felt that he was saved, regardless of what kind of unreasonable troubles and coquettish rolls that Mr. Fu would encounter with this young master today, he was relieved.Hurry up and bow out without stopping, and close the door by the way.

Fu Mingyan was wearing a nightgown, obviously waking up from a dream, the belt was not fastened yet, it was loosely draped around his waist, his chest was exposed, his chest muscles could see Shen Yao's DNA moving without any consideration, and he immediately began to secrete saliva without thinking .

"Gulu... Fu, Uncle Fu." Shen Yao just asked Old Xu's arrogance to be a little lower, and he kept staring at Fu Mingyan's chest. As he walked down the stairs, his belt became looser and his nightgown loosened most of it. The mermaid line can be seen all the way to the lower abdomen, and Shen Yao directly crashes. This picture makes everyone's blood spurt.

What's more, this is Fu Mingyan on the opposite side, this masculinity is first-class and stunning, even if a god comes, he has to be emotional.

Shen Yao directly lowered his head, feeling confused.

"I'm asking you...why didn't you come to me..." Shen Yao didn't know what he was talking about, "I'm just at school...are you busy these days, don't even think about it Go and see me..." He was soaked in the rain, his whole body was drenched, the tip of his ear was bright red, and he was still holding his unfit pants and rubbing them, like a beautiful boy in a "boyfriend shirt".

What's more, his coquettish behavior was very clever, and he caught Fu Mingyan in no time.

Fu Mingyan stretched out his hand to take his hand, and Shen Yao handed him a hand, half of his trousers fell off, drooping comically, revealing the edge of his panties.

"Whose pants are you wearing?" Fu Mingyan asked.

Shen Yao's mind was in a mess, and he said: "Mr. Zhang..." Then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the question, and quickly raised his head to add: "No, I got wet, the pants the teacher gave me..."

Fu Mingyan didn't think about that at first, but it can be seen that Shen Yao was so anxious to explain, and suddenly smiled a little, which made Shen Yao's heart skip a beat, before he said: "I know. What do you want me for when you come back so late?"

The mouth asked "what to do", but the movements of the hands were already "what to do".

Shen Yao moaned and meowed a few times, and pressed his wet head into Fu Mingyan's warm shoulder socket, his whole body shivered from the warmth—it turns out it's so cold outside.

Shen Yao reached behind Fu Mingyan's back and hugged him.

"...I want to... take a shower first." Shen Yao turned his head away and whispered with a blushing face.

"Why, it's been a while since I last saw you, and you've learned to be shy." Fu Mingyan half-joked, pinched his chin, saw that Shen Yao was a little embarrassed, and said, "Don't go."

"Then in the bedroom..."

"No."

"Here?!" Shen Yao looked at the carpet, although it was clean, but...the living room is a living room after all!It is monitored!

"Well, here it is." Fu Mingyan gave an affirmative answer, picked up Shen Yao involuntarily, walked a few steps to the corner where the paintings were piled up, and threw him on the carpet. Shen Yao leaned back and took the pile of paintings The pile smashed into pieces, and the scrolls were scattered all over the place.

Shen Yao picked up one at random, picked it up, and unfolded it. It was a painting of a bird with red feathers standing on a bare tree branch in falling snow. I still remember that it was drawn on the night of playing games with Gao Hai, and it was a random doodle. , is immature, but has a little youthful charm, not annoying, but very likable.

Fu Mingyan took the painting from his hand, brushed the red bird feathers heavily with his fingertips, then reached out to caress Shen Yao's face, and rubbed the corners of Shen Yao's eyes.

"Hmm..." Shen Yao couldn't resist, so he had to let others slaughter him, and the corners of his eyes were smeared with red.

"..." Fu Mingyan looked at him and stood for a long time without moving or speaking.

Shen Yao's clothes were disheveled, there was only one button left on his shirt, his unfit trousers were baggy and still soaked, and he was so embarrassed that it was unbelievable, only his eyes were forever bright, like a burning moon.

The redness at the end of his eyes almost gave him a demonic aura, he really looked like a fairy who had only cultivated into an adult.

Shen Yao looked at Fu Mingyan's face, his eyes moved down involuntarily, and he saw something unsuitable for children.

"..." Shen Yao looked away, for fear that Fu Mingyan would force him to do something unsuitable for children.

Although he is not completely unwilling...

Just thinking like this, Shen Yao felt that he was about to get to the point, but Fu Mingyan was clearly ready, but at this moment he suddenly took a few steps back, and said in a deep voice: "Someone sent me some a photograph."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Yao's heart suddenly "thumped", and sank inexplicably.

"You and Fu Jianyun, what's going on?" Fu Mingyan looked at Shen Yao condescendingly.

This angle is very familiar. In Shen Yao's impression, Fu Mingyan always looks at him like this, making him feel that he is oppressed, suppressed, and firmly held in the palm of his hand - this feeling is what Shen Yao has always hated the most - losing The feeling of freedom.

But Fu Mingyan gave him the most reassuring embrace.

This is really a ridiculous and sad thing.

"..." Shen Yao didn't speak, but looked at Fu Mingyan.

He really wanted to see a little bit of trust in Fu Mingyan's eyes, a little bit of liking for him, or jealousy, even anger, even if Thunder Fury pulled out his belt and beat him up again... But he didn't.

Fu Mingyan's eyes remained the same as before.

Profound and frightening.

"Okay." Fu Mingyan said, "I will give you the right to choose, choose me, and come here now."

The power to choose?what choice?Aren't they married?

Does Fu Mingyan not even care about his "affairs" with others?

Could it be that Fu Mingyan was just possessive of him?

Shen Yao's heart became cold inch by inch, because of the cold, his voice was a little hoarse: "Who... sent the photo."

"..." Fu Mingyan didn't answer.

"...I understand." Shen Yao smiled softly.

Fu Mingyan would rather believe that Sima Zhaozhi's idiot Xu Xin than directly believe in himself.Isn't this the obvious result?

Sure enough, Xu Xin still sent Fu Mingyan the "snapshot" ambiguous photos of him and Fu Jianyun that Huang Jian secretly took at their beach party.

Shen Yao knew it, he should have guessed it long ago.She should have guessed that Fu Mingyan would ask him this.

But he guessed thousands of times, no matter how clever he was, he would never have guessed that he would be so sad.

"I fell in love with someone, but I don't know if he really loves me."

Listening to it now, it seems like a stupid statement.

How could Fu Mingyan have feelings like "love"?He is a businessman, and he is a little poor man who is engaged in art. No matter how you look at it, there is no possibility between them.

"What?" Fu Mingyan said, but still looking at him.

Shen Yao didn't even intend to get up, but backed away instead.

"What are you returning?" Fu Mingyan's voice became cold, Shen Yao shivered, and sat in the pile of paintings, not moving.

Suddenly, Fu Mingyan stood up, walked towards Shen Yao, pushed him down, and pulled his slender ankles with both hands. It was too late for Shen Yao to say "no".

"Fu Mingyan" is synonymous with no rejection.

Shen Yao could only choose to obey.

"... Fu Mingyan..." Shen Yao suddenly leaned on his shoulder and called his name, Fu Mingyan stopped, stood up and looked at Shen Yao's face.

A drop of tear fell from the corner of Shen Yao's eye, just slipped through the bright red color, dyed the tear red, and slid down thrillingly.

Fu Mingyan felt a sudden pain in his heart, and grabbed his ankle tightly, as if he wanted to crush the slender bone and imprint an indelible shackle on it.

"Let's... get divorced."

Shen Yao closed his eyes and said.