The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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Even though he didn't like the manor any more, he still followed Fu Wangzhi into it.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't treated him so well before, would he resist us so much now? Will he not come back after so long?"

"Don't make it seem like you're just being nice to him, even if you were a little bit nicer to him back then, I wouldn't abuse him!"

"Is there any reason for you, wicked woman? Don't forget, it was you, not me, who poked a scissors on his head back then!"

"Who do you say is an evil woman? Ah? Fu Chenyi, do you think that I am useless to you now, so you can yell at me? Let me tell you, if it weren't for me, you would be as frustrated as you are now." So, who will talk to you?"

"Smelly woman, what are you talking about? You are courting death!"

"Ah, you dare to hit me? I will fight with you..."

Before the two of them entered the living room, they heard Ding Suying and Fu Chenyi, who had already arrived home, arguing fiercely inside, and finally even raised their hands.

Book love looked at Fu Wangzhi beside him, only to see that his face was calm, with the usual indifference in his eyes.

The two of them walked directly into the hall without stopping.

The maid and housekeeper waiting in the hall saw them as if they had seen a savior.

The butler hurried up to greet him, and he looked at Fu Wangzhi: "You two are Eldest Young Master and Young Master Qing, right?"

Fu Wangzhi didn't speak, just nodded expressionlessly.

The butler smiled: "Earlier, the old man sent someone to send back the things of the two young masters, and now they have sent them upstairs. Do the two young masters need to go up and have a look first?"

Fu Wangzhi's voice was extremely cold: "Where is Qingqing's room?"

The housekeeper: "The old man has explained that the two young masters still live in the same room as before."

share a room?

The book was stunned for a while, out of an indescribable trust and affection for Fu Wangzhi, he believed that the two of them were indeed very close, but he didn't expect that the relationship between them was so good... sharing the same bed sleep together?

Fu Wangzhi stopped talking, and walked directly to the stairs with his book.

Seeing that they were about to go upstairs, the maid at the side urged Ding Suying and Fu Chenyi who were wrestling together anxiously and fearfully: "Master and Madam, the young master is back, and the young master is gone again."

Fu Chenyi's eyes were red, and relying on the advantage of being slightly stronger than Ding Suying's body, he slammed on her body, "slapped" her face that had been powdered several times, and said viciously: "Today Even if the goddamn emperor comes, I will take care of this stinky woman!"

Ding Suying didn't show any weakness even when she was crushed under her body. Her sharp and long nails scratched Fu Chenyi's face, neck, and hands, which were exposed to the air, with bloodstains all over them.

After being beaten, she screamed like a shrew: "Oh, Fu Chenyi, you dare to hit me in the face? I'll fight with you!" As he said, he grabbed Fu Chenyi's hand and opened his mouth to bite it hard.

"Ahhh-!"

One hand was bitten in her mouth, and under the pain, Fu Chenyi frantically slapped her face with the other hand.

In the hall, loud slaps, screams and screams were intertwined, which unexpectedly made people feel happy.

At the corner of the stairs, Bo Qing couldn't help but look back, his round eyes suddenly bent, and the uncomfortable feeling of walking into this huge manor was swept away in an instant.

Fu Wangzhi caught a glimpse of his squinted eyes, "A dog biting a dog can really make people happy."

The two went up to the second floor, turned left and the first room was the room Fu Wangzhi lived in when he was a child, and it was also the place where they lived together in the future.

After entering the room, the goal is a piece of blue and white.

The room has obviously been carefully tidied up, the sheets, quilt covers, and pillows are all brand new blue and white.

Even the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are blue and white. At first glance, it gives people a gentle and warm feeling.

This color arrangement is actually very good, but standing outside the door, looking at the blue and white in the room, and then looking at the young man beside him, a strong sense of disobedience welled up in his heart.

Fu Wangzhi pursed his lips tightly, looking coldly at the arrangement in the room that was deliberately fiddled with to please him, exuding a cold aura around him.

The butler behind him also had a very good look, and upon seeing this, he asked, "Is the eldest young master dissatisfied with the layout of the room?"

There was a faint hostility in Fu Wangzhi's eyes, and he said coldly, "Withdraw!"

Without further ado, the housekeeper turned around and greeted someone to remove the blue and white color of the room, and finally replaced it with a darker brown-gray.

The room has become completely new in a short period of time. Although the layout is not as warm as the previous one, it is inexplicably harmonious when standing in it.

The book went around the room, and was surprised to find that there was nothing related to Fu Wangzhi.

Looking at the young man beside him who had been keeping a cold face since he entered this house, he couldn't help feeling a dense tingling pain in his heart.

Not to mention that the young man was not favored in the past, but he hasn't come back in the past ten years. Apart from this room in such a big manor, it is estimated that there is not a trace of his previous existence left.

Thinking about it, he took the initiative to hold the boy's hand.

His original intention was to give the boy some comfort, but he didn't expect the boy to insert it between his fingers and clasp his fingers tightly.

I was stunned for a while, this action...

Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind.

He turned his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "So, have we ever taken a picture?"

When Fu Wangzhi looked at him indifferently, there was a little warmth in his eyes, "Qingqing wants to take a photo with me?"

Boqing blinked slowly, and said, "Is it okay?"

Fu Wangzhi hardly hesitated: "Okay."

The butler heard their conversation, and said at the right time: "If you don't mind, I can take pictures for the two young masters."

Fu Wangzhi didn't speak, but took out his mobile phone and handed it to him.

Boqing and Fu Wangzhi stood side by side in the center of the room, behind them was a big bed covered with dark gray sheets and a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, you could still see the blue sky outside.

The butler looked at the screen on the phone and smiled: "Young master can put your shoulders on Master Qing's shoulders, so that you can look closer."

Fu Wangzhi paused, and put his hand on Boqing's shoulder.

After the photo was taken, the housekeeper handed back the phone to Fu Wang and then left.

Watching the housekeeper leave, Fu Wangzhi closed the door, and when he turned around, he found that Baoqing was staring at his phone in a daze.

When he got closer, he realized that he was looking at the group photo taken by the two earlier.

Fu Wangzhi sat down beside him and rubbed his soft hair, "What's wrong? Don't you like the photo?"

Bo Qing raised his head, his clear eyes were filled with confusion.

He shook his head.

After thinking about it, he said, "Have we really never taken pictures before?"

Fu Wangzhi held his hands and looked straight into his eyes: "Do you think we took pictures?"

Bo Qing nodded first, then shook his head.

Fu Wangzhi curled his lips slightly, "You are nodding and shaking your head, how do I know whether you mean it or not?"

Book Qing frowned slightly, hesitated before saying: "I don't know, I seem to remember, but I don't seem to remember. Just now, some pictures seemed to flash in my mind, but it was too fast, I couldn't catch it..."

As he said that, he looked up at the young man in front of him, his eyes were slightly red: "In short, sometimes I even feel that everything around me is fake except for you, and there is no sense of reality. Tell me, I will not Will it be..." False?

The last two words were swallowed by the young man who suddenly approached.

Hot lips covered him, gently sucking and licking his lips.

There is an extremely familiar mint fragrance in the nose.

Boqing's eyes widened, and a feeling like an electric shock spread from his lips, sweeping across his whole body in an instant.

His mind seemed to have become extremely dull at this moment, and he could no longer think.However, at this moment, one scene after another of ungraspable images suddenly flashed in my mind.

"Hey, open your mouth. If you don't open your mouth, how can I give you energy?"

"Is Teacher Fu's service worthy of five-star praise?"

"Don't cry anymore, I will feel bad, huh?"

At the end of the long kiss, the foreheads of the two were pressed together, and the young man's hoarse voice seemed to be able to reach the bottom of his heart: "Don't think about it, I will feel bad, huh?"

I will feel bad...

I will feel bad...

Two voices that seem to be the same, but also seem to be different, intertwine and resound in the book's mind.

A sharp pain suddenly rose in his mind, and he couldn't help but put his hands on his head, only to feel that his eyes were going black, and his consciousness also became trance.

"Qingqing... Qingqing..."

This is the anxious cry of...

"Book of love..."

"Book of love..."

This voice... so familiar, who is it?

"Time is running out, you must remember quickly, you are a lover, you must remember that you are a lover..."

"You must remember..."

"Qingqing... Qingqing..."

Someone gently rubbed his temples, and the boy's slightly anxious voice kept ringing in his ears.

The severe pain in my head is gradually receding.

Book slowly opened his eyes.

The boy in front of him was wearing a slim black school uniform, with a schoolbag of the same color hanging on his shoulder, and was looking at him worriedly.

"What?" Book Qing was a little dazed.

Fu Wangzhi: "Does your head still hurt?"

Bo Qing subconsciously shook his head.

Seeing this, Fu Wangzhi breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said in a low voice, "Hey, you and the driver go back first, I have something to do, so it's not convenient to take you with me."

"Where are you going? Where are you going?"

As the book said, he looked around and was taken aback for a moment.

People coming and going around were mostly young men and women in black slim school uniforms and school skirts.

Looking up slightly, I saw a huge teaching building not far ahead, and there were a few eye-catching characters on the side of the gate: Mu Jin High School.

Where is this?Why is he here?

Even though he was still in the manor the last moment, he opened his eyes but went to another place. This unreal and unreliable feeling completely panicked the book.

Thinking of the voice he heard in a daze just now, he felt a deep uneasiness in his heart, and he grabbed the young man in front of him almost subconsciously with both hands: "Well, I..."

"Hey, I'll be back soon, just wait for me at home." Fu Wangzhi seemed to be in a hurry, and as he spoke, he pushed him into the car next to him, and helped him fasten his seat belt, and then closed the car. The car door, waved at him through the car window, then turned and hurried away.

Sitting in the car, Boqing stared blankly at his receding figure, and the uneasiness in his heart reached its peak in an instant.

...What the hell is going on here?