Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Let go of Jian Cong's lips.

In the next second, he directly wrapped his arms around Jian Cong's waist and lifted him from the chair.

Jian Cong's feet left the ground, and his legs habitually wrapped around Fu Wenzhou's waist. Fu Wenzhou hugged him and pushed him against the wall.

Looking at each other, Jian Cong, who was above sight, held Fu Wenzhou's face in both hands, tilted his head and kissed it again.

The passionate and ambiguous kiss almost drowned the two of them. Fu Wenzhou held Jian Cong's hand and kept rubbing it gently. Jian Cong's heart beat faster, and a burst of numbness spread directly from the tailbone, making his whole body It's going to be soft.

He left Fu Wenzhou's lips, looked into his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Fu Wenzhou..."

Fu Wenzhou's chest rose and fell violently. He looked at Jian Cong and saw the white hair hanging down from both sides of his cheeks, forming a strong irritation with the redness at the end of his eyes.

"Baby." He breathed heavily: "Let's go home."

Everyone who was called "baby" by Jian Cong was stunned, and said in a dizzy tone, "Okay."

The departure of the two was completely within Xiaomeng and Annie's expectations. Anyway, the game will continue in the afternoon. It is enough for Jian Cong and the others to come back before the results are announced.

Jian Cong's parents finally came here once, and when Fu Wenzhou was about to come to the backstage to find Jian Cong, the couple also left to meet up with friends in this city, and they didn't need Jian Cong to entertain them.

Li Yuanyang and the others wanted to continue watching the show, so Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou were the only ones who went home.

Xiaomeng and Annie are also ready to pack their things, but if they don't leave, they can go into the infield to watch the show.

Jian Cong doesn't need them to remove her makeup anymore, wouldn't it be enough to just soak in the hot spring water?

Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou didn't talk to each other all the way, one drove the car in silence, and the other looked out the window in silence, but the vague atmosphere between them couldn't go away no matter what.

When they finally arrived home, the two got out of the car, changed into their slippers and entered the house.

They didn't pause and went straight back to their bedroom.

After turning off the camera, Fu Wenzhou picked up Jian Cong and brought him to the bed.

"Fu Wenzhou." Jian Cong suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and said in a low voice, "I actually have Duan Wu I want to show you alone, do you want to see it?"

Fu Wenzhou's heart beat faster and faster: "Think."

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Fu Wenzhou sat by the bed, and Jian Cong walked to the carpet in front of him.

He turned on the stereo and played that extremely lingering tune.

As the music played, Jian Cong raised his hand and spun along with the rhythm, the thin gauze fell from his shoulders, and his thin white legs were faintly visible under the hem of the skirt.

Jian Cong was about to cry in shame, but he really wanted to show Fu Wenzhou the dance, so he could only blush and do all his movements to the extreme.

He exudes his own charm without any scruples, like a demon that really seduces people to fall, and firmly traps its prey.

Fu Wenzhou looked at Jian Cong with his dark pupils. He didn't know what a real "fox demon" was like until now.

And he, like the protagonists in all the strange stories, is sober and sinking.

The author says:

Neither the young master nor Brother Fu came to be guests at the small theater today, everyone understands——

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