The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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"Mr. Fu, do you remember your little puppet?"

A word of light.

But it sounded like a heavy hammer in Fu Wang's heart.

His movements paused, and a dazed look gradually appeared in his dark and deep eyes.

He stared blankly at the person below him.

The cheeks of the person below him were pink, and there was a faint mist in his eyes. Through the mist, he saw himself from the depths of those eyes.

A different self than he imagined.

"Teacher Fu..."

"Teacher Fu..."

"Teacher Fu..."

All kinds of different voices were intertwined, and suddenly they kept ringing in my mind.

Fu Wangzhi felt a sharp stabbing pain in his head, and an unbearable pain appeared on his face. He covered his head with his hands and suddenly fell to the side.

Bo Qing didn't expect his reaction to be so intense. Enduring the pain from below, he quickly got up and held his face, his soft and waxy voice burst into tears: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu..."

Fu Wangzhi's eyes were scarlet, and he looked at the red-eyed person in front of him in pain.

A look of bewilderment and helplessness flashed deep in his eyes.

"Qing...qing...?"

Seeing him like this, Boqing's heart felt a pang of pain. He held his face, choked with sobs and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I'm Qingqing, Mr. Fu, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Wangzhi suddenly buried his face in his neck, and an uncontrollable moan of pain came out of his mouth.

"No, you are not Qingqing...you are..."

Countless ungraspable images flashed through his mind, and accompanied by the sharp shouts one after another, he felt his whole head swell and ache almost to the point of exploding.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

This is the first time that the book has heard a man cry out for pain, he regrets it, he regrets that he should not have tried so recklessly to wake up a man with "this" method.

Seeing the man in such pain now, he wished he could transfer the pain from the other person to himself, hot tears rolled down his eyes unconsciously, and he held the man tightly with tears in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu... I'm sorry... ..."

"I don't want you to think about it, you don't want to be in pain, okay?"

"As long as I can be with you, no matter where I am, I don't care, please don't hurt, it's all my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Weeping softly, one after another, passed through the heavy and sharp voices, and reached the bottom of Fu Wangzhi's heart.

His whole body trembled, and the stabbing pain in his mind disappeared in an instant.

"Be good, don't hurt anymore, please..."

The soft crying still rang in his ears, and vaguely, the same voice appeared in Fu Wangzhi's mind.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, wake up, Mr. Fu..."

"I don't allow you to hurt yourself anymore! I'm here, don't be afraid, don't hurt yourself anymore, it hurts..."

The crying in my ear gradually became blurred, but the picture in my mind became clearer and clearer.

In the bathroom, the man punched and smashed the mirror in unbearable pain because of a relapse of his old illness.

Bright red blood slipped from the man's fist, and fragments of the mirror fell to the ground.

At a certain moment, the boy rushed in with his bare feet.

He hugged him tightly from behind, hot tears soaked his back, his bare feet stepped on the shards of glass, leaving spots of blood on the floor, like plum blossoms.

But the boy didn't realize it, and just cried: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, wake up, Mr. Fu..."

One after another, gradually overlapping with the cry just now.

Gradually, Fu Wangzhi's scarlet eyes became clearer.

Smelling the faint fragrance of milk that was close at hand, he murmured: "Bo...love?"

When the familiar name was called the exit, the last trace of bewilderment in Fu Wangzhi's eyes faded away. He put his hands on the shoulders of the book and looked at him whose eyes were red from crying. His dark eyes were first stunned and then annoyed.

He remembered!

He originally came here to find love, but he didn't expect that Ding Suying forcibly infused him with the memory of "Zhizhi" as soon as he entered the illusion, making him become Zhizhi.

Fu Wangzhi's face turned ugly when he thought that not only did he not help, but he was almost trapped to death in this illusion.

Bo Qing didn't hear his murmur just now, seeing the changing expression on his face, he sniffed, and asked softly, "By the way, are you still in pain?"

Fu Wangzhi suddenly hugged him into his arms, feeling the very real body temperature of the person in his arms, and a feeling of lost and found surged in his heart.

"Sorry……"

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of choking: "I'm sorry for making you suffer..."

Bo Qing was stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually brightened: "Teacher Fu?"

Fu Wangzhi hugged him tightly, "It's me."

it's me.

In just two words, all the uneasiness that Boqing had felt these days was healed.

His tears flowed more fiercely, but it was different from the previous discomfort, but now he was happy.

He was so happy that he couldn't hold back his tears.

His teacher Fu is back!

finally come back!

He buried his head in the man's arms and wept heartily.

Crying and crying, I suddenly felt something hard in my lower abdomen.

As if the pause button had been pressed, his crying stopped suddenly, and his whole body gradually became stiff.

He remembered.

They are now... naked.

It was obvious that Fu Wangzhi was also aware of this problem, and his body was gradually becoming stiff.

The room suddenly fell into silence.

Book love buried his head in the man's arms and did not dare to move.

Fu Wangzhi hugged him, also not daring to move.

Speaking of which, they seem to have only done... half of it before.

"You...you look at the time..."

After a long time, a barely audible voice came from his arms.

Fu Wangzhi was stunned for a moment, and saw the person in his arms, the tips of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

"That piece of white jade is in my pocket."

pocket?

Fu Wangzhi's eyes turned slightly, and on the other side of the bed, he saw the clothes that Bo Qing had taken off earlier. With a sullen face, he reached out and groped in the clothes a few times, and took out the piece of white jade.

The book was still buried in his arms, and his soft voice was tinged with trills, "Is there enough time?"

Fu Wangzhi didn't realize the other meaning in his words for a moment.

He looked at the white jade, there were twelve gold threads inside, and ten and a half of them had been dyed black.

"An hour and a half left," he replied.

"Time is enough."

He heard the person in his arms say.

He was slightly taken aback, and was about to ask what he meant when he suddenly realized it.

He froze all over, "You..."

Bo Qing raised his little head in his arms, his cheeks blushed a little, "Time is enough, you... we... can continue..."

Looking at him, before Fu Wangzhi could speak, he heard an urgent voice from above the manor:

"Book of love—!"

The book was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes brightened immediately.

Little Kai!

He felt faintly uneasy when the other party left before, but when he heard the other party's voice at this time, he felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

He pushed Fu Yanzheng to open Fu Wangzhi and wanted to rush out.

Fu Wangzhi grabbed him, looked at his body like suet white jade, his eyes darkened slightly: "Clothes."

After a pause, his eyes involuntarily fell on the exaggerated size of the other party, and his small face immediately flushed to the base of his neck.

Suddenly, he covered the other person's eyes, "You you you...you close your eyes."

Covering his face with gentle little hands, Fu Wangzhi obediently closed his eyes, but the appearance of the other party at this time involuntarily appeared in his mind.

His Adam's apple slipped vaguely, and he turned around.

Seeing that he not only closed his eyes, but also turned around, the book secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly grabbed the clothes on the bed and hurriedly put them on.

After getting dressed, he ran out of the room first, "I...I'll wait for you outside the door."

That's what he said, but in fact, when he left the room, he was thinking about Xiaokai in his heart. After thinking about it, he decided to go downstairs first.

"I'll go down first..."

Before he finished speaking, the tall figure of the man stepped out of the room.

"You..." Looking at him with his upper body naked, Boqing felt hot on his cheeks.

Fu Wangzhi passed him and went downstairs while putting on his clothes: "I know you are worried, let's go."

The two went downstairs and came to the courtyard, but they didn't find Xiao Kai.

Book love looked around and couldn't help shouting: "Xiao Kai?"

"Om..."

There was a slight buzzing sound, and a light mirror about two meters high appeared next to a big tree in the courtyard.

The whole body of this light mirror exudes a strong black air, giving people an extremely gloomy feeling.

Seeing this, Fu Wangzhi kept the book behind him.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Xiao Kai's voice sounded a little weak.

Book love stepped out from behind Fu Wangzhi, and asked anxiously, "Xiao Kai, where are you? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me..."

Xiao Kai's voice seemed to come from all directions, "Now listen to me first, in order to keep you all here, Ding Suying secretly tampered with the white jade. The time you see in the white jade is actually fake."

The book was surprised: "What?"

Fu Wangzhi took out the white jade, only to see that there was one and a half gold threads, but within a short period of time, there was less than a small piece left, and it was about to turn completely black.

Seeing this, the faces of both of them changed drastically.

"There is no time, this light mirror is the only exit to leave the illusion, you guys go!"

Boqing looked around: "We left, what about you?"

Xiao Kai: "You don't have to worry about me, I have my own way to get out, you guys go!"

Thinking of the other party being able to come and go freely in this illusion, Bo Qing gritted his teeth: "You must take care."

Xiao Kai hurriedly urged: "Go!"

Book love pulled Fu Wangzhi, his eyes were slightly red.For some reason, he always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, which made him unable to help but worry about Yan Kai, a small prison.

The two walked to the ghostly light mirror, looked back at the courtyard, and said loudly, "Xiao Kai, you must take care."

Xiao Kai: "Take care!"

Bo Qing nodded, tears welling up in his eyes, and was about to step into the light mirror, but Fu Wangzhi, who had been silent by his side, held him back: "Wait!"

Book love turned to look at him, "Teacher Fu?"

Fu Wangzhi pulled him back about two meters.

With a cold face, he raised his head and looked around: "You said you were Xiaokai?"

"I'm."

It was indeed Xiao Kai's voice.

"Then why don't you come out to see us?"

The corner of Fu Wangzhi's mouth slowly curved into a sarcasm, "Or are you afraid that you will reveal your secrets when you come out?"

He word by word: "Ding, Su, Ying!"