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what?

He didn't talk about cooking, but also washed the dishes. Han Yu didn't leave him a piece of meat, and he didn't say anything.

So what's wrong?

Fu Yizheng thought about it, kissed Han Yu's cheek, and said softly, "Baby, why are you ignoring me?"

It sounds gross.

Han Yu really ignored him and gave him a glare.

Fu Yizheng smiled, and said extremely greasy: "Baby ~ baby ~ son ~ Are you tired today? Did you miss me when you were playing football?"

The greasy feeling had already hit Han Yu.Han Yu said lightly, "What are you flirting about?"

"Are you coquettish?" Fu Yizhen grinned and said, "Actually... I can be even more coquettish."

As he spoke, he snatched Han Yu's cell phone, turned over and pressed him on top of him, and kissed him on the face and forehead.

That strength, that enthusiasm, took a few mouthfuls suddenly, and smashed loudly.

Caged in the shadows, Han Yu stretched out his hand over his forearm to grab the phone beside him, "The game is not over yet."

He only found two words for the idiom "Luan Feng He Ming".

"50% of the progress has been completed, clear the level now, don't give up." The sweet and cute voice of the game assistant.

Han Yu looked at the phone with raised eyebrows and said, "It's still a sweet voice, so nice."

Hearing this, Fu Yizheng's eyes turned cold, and the corners of his mouth pulled down.

Seeing that appearance, Han Yu Yu Guangyun was proud for a second.Fu Yizheng suddenly clasped his shoulders and pressed him hard, "I'm angry!"

"You are born," Han Yu found another word, and said, "I'm still afraid that you will be angry?"

Fu Yizheng tightened his grip.

He figured it out, Han Yu was just trying to annoy him on purpose.He pinched Han Yu's waist, picked him up and sat on him.

Han Yu steadied himself and slapped him on the back.Fu Yizheng raised his head and said, "You play yours, I play mine, if it sounds good to you, just listen to it for a while."

When Fu Yizheng reached into his trouser waist, Han Yu pushed, "What are you doing? I don't want to."

"It doesn't matter if you want it or not," Fu Yizheng pressed against his pajamas and bit him, "I can do it if I want to."

Han Yu clicked the last word quickly, finished the game, put the phone away, and wrestled with Fu Yizheng, and the two of them secretly competed vigorously.

Quickly roll in circles along the rug.

Rolling, you pinch me, I bite you.

At the beginning, there was still a little momentum of fighting, but now there is a hint of flirting.

"Stop making trouble," Fu Yizhang saw that Han Yu's cheeks were blushing. He didn't know if he was angry, but he was afraid that he had provoked his temper, so he relaxed and said, "What's wrong?"

Han Yu punched him in the chest, "You are really nothing."

"..." Fu Yizheng could feel some bad emotions, he was startled, and hurriedly grabbed his hand, "I'm not a thing, don't be angry."

Han Yu rolled over and rode on him, and asked, "Who is Yuanyuan?"

"My classmate," Fu Yizheng said without thinking, "I'm in the same class. Why do you ask this suddenly? You don't know her?"

Zhao Yuanyuan was his classmate, and the two of them often went in and out together. Han Yu often went to school to look for him. He couldn't make any male friends, and they were not in the same school. Fu Yizhen was afraid of unnecessary misunderstandings.

"I don't know him, and I don't want to know him." Han Yu broke free and stood up without looking at him, "What does Yuanyuan not Yuanyuan have to do with me!"

Fu Yizheng heard a sour smell, and held his hand instead of letting him go.Han Yu's palms were sweaty and hot.

Fu Yizheng separated his fingertips, clasped his hands, and held his hands together, one cold and one hot.

"Yesterday I helped her move things, and she sent a message to thank me," Fu Yiyan pressed his lips against the back of his hand, rubbed his lips, and said, "I wanted to invite me to dinner today, but I refused and told her that my boy The food cooked by friends is delicious."

"Peeping my news?" Fu Yizheng asked again after finishing speaking.

Han Yu: "Afraid people will watch? Afraid people will watch you buy a safe and lock it up!"

Fu Yizheng pulled the man over and rubbed his face against Han Yu's stomach through his pajamas, "Just because of this, are you still angry with me?"

Han Yu held down the hairy head, "Which eye of yours sees me angry?"

Fu Yizheng's head got in, and the hot breath of his breath breathed on him, "Okay, okay, if you say there is no, then there is no."

Han Yu pushed him, "Don't bite!"

Fu Yizheng chuckled nasally.He doesn't!