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It's not that Wei Liao has never been hugged by Fu Xiru, but he has never been in such a situation. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Fu Xiru's chest. Sticking it to Fu Xiru's body, fearing that it would fall off, he acted as if he couldn't wait to throw himself into his arms.

It would be fine if there were only the two of them. When Fu Xiru was walking through the corridor, he unexpectedly ran into a lieutenant general under Yun Heng, who had an extremely loud voice and was very invisible. !"

Wei Liao had never experienced such shame and humiliation in his life.He wanted to get angry, but this posture and situation only made him hide deeper in Wei Liao's arms, as if frightened.Fu Xiru tightened the force on him, and actually made a joke along with the lieutenant general: "How can such a good night be wasted?"

Wei Liao gritted his teeth secretly.

He also knew that there was no reason for him to be angry, but when he thought that Fu Xiru was actually very good in everyone's eyes, all of them were personable, considerate, and would even hang out with anyone else and embrace each other tenderly, he couldn't help but lose his temper up.

As early as when he refused to let Fu Xiru discuss marriage, he knew that something was wrong, but now is the time when his jealousy is at its strongest.

Fortunately, Fu Xiru didn't spend too much time outside. Since Yun Heng already knew where he was going, he didn't have to think about going back to the banquet. Such a good night is still very long.

He found an empty room with a silver-red gauze hanging down on the floor, and the lanterns flickered lonely. He squeezed the soft curtain sideways, and threw the silent person in his hand onto the bed.

As soon as Wei Liao fell on the bed, he tried to get up and escape. Fu Xiru didn't seem surprised, and easily pushed him down, let him lie on his back on the couch, and then tore off the white fox fur wrapped around his body.

Wei Liao was startled, and held his lapel tightly, and then remembered his current appearance, which looked like a frightened and weak woman.

But he couldn't help but panic, although he didn't know what would happen if Fu Xiru recognized him, but he just didn't want to be seen.

Everything tonight was out of control. He was fidgeting when he heard the news, then came over in person, and finally even did something that was out of standard and should never be done, and now Fu Xiru still treats him as a woman here. On a random bed, if their identities are revealed, how should they deal with the situation?

Wei Liao struggled with all his strength, but he couldn't make a sound, for fear that Fu Xiru would hear it.They are so familiar with each other, not to mention the sound, even the smell, breath, footsteps, are terribly familiar, it is too difficult to maintain this disguise.

He had no choice but to turn his back and try his best to resist the possibility of meeting Fu Xiru's gaze head-on.

It is actually impossible to escape, what he is trying to avoid now is nothing but an avalanche.

Fu Xiru was sticking to his back, feeling a bit drunk, stroking him like a woman, and wrapping his arms around his waist.The clothes are light and thin, and the scalding heat is transmitted from the place where they are attached. Wei Liao can't help stretching, but also has to be tensed by touching.

The clothes on him are surprisingly suitable, it is a vermilion tulle, although it wraps the body properly, but it is almost impossible to resist more, such as touching and kissing by others, it is the same as falling on the naked skin.

Wei Liao half-kneeled on the bed tremblingly, and felt that the belt had been unhooked. With a jolt, he pressed down on the hand on his waist and abdomen.

He was sore and unspeakable, he didn't know what it was like, he didn't even dare to admit how much jealousy there was in it, he wanted to find a reason to explain what he did, but he couldn't find it, how could he bear so much.

Fu Xiru didn't seem to care about being stopped by him, instead he pulled out the golden hairpin from his hair, threw it casually into the brocade mattress, submerged his fingertips into his slipped hair, and muttered to himself while pillowing on his shoulder : "Why did you come here? It's like a dream."

Wei Liao panicked, his legs were weak, he was pressing him down, like a captured prey, he couldn't move, the blood rushed to the top of his head, limp, obviously he had let him handle it.He always suspected that Fu Xiru actually recognized him, but he couldn't believe it.

It's just a face to face, with such a big difference in identity, is he really that sensitive?

If Fu Xiru thinks this is a dream, then it makes sense.

Wei Liao forced himself to calm down, his heart beating like a drum, as if he had behaved well in his life and had never done anything out of the ordinary.Fu Xiru repeatedly kissed the back of his neck and ears, which was exactly what he liked best. His hot palms were pressed against his inappropriately aching belly. Wei Liao just wanted to close his eyes and forget about so many unignorable things before. Enjoy this moment with peace of mind.

If you close your eyes, everything will be right, and the gorgeous and luxurious furnishings in front of you will disappear, as if they are in any place, it is his bedroom, the water pavilion on the lake, in a sleep dream, in a dream with drunken eyes. middle.

Light and fluttering, as if about to fly.

Wei Liao doesn't often have sweet dreams, so it's almost impossible to resist this feeling.

He quietly stretched out one hand, and touched Fu Xiru back, and soon met the other hand, tightly wrapped around him.

Even if the scene and relationship were wrong, the softness in his heart was enough to make him fall headlong into the sunless bottom.

This time Fu Xiru wanted to untie his belt, but Wei Liao didn't even stop him, allowing him to pull the gauze from his shoulders and put his face on it again.

The temperature was astonishingly hot, and Wei Liao could even detect where the scar he was obsessed with was. He trembled, and his heart was filled with salty water.The long eyelashes slowly closed, like a fan, closed on Wei Liao's shoulders, and gently brushed against his skin.

The room was very quiet and warm for a while, it was indeed like a dream.

Wei Liao held back a choked sob, not knowing what to do.He looked around blankly, only seeing the silk as soft as running water, and the shadow of the lamp flowing over it, the candle flame flickered, and the two overlapping shadows also flickered.

He is not tough by nature, such a scene is enough for him to remove all thorns and let him be at his mercy.

"Why did you come here?" Fu Xiru asked again.

I don't know why he is obsessed with this question. Wei Liao doesn't understand, let alone answer. He lowered his head, held in his arms, and slowly stroked the hand on his abdomen, wrapping around his tight Back and forth one piece, as if massaging in a circular motion.Wei Liao could no longer feel the pain, and felt a strange feeling all over his body, as if it was completely open, and he could feel the slightest disturbance outside, and he shuddered because of it.

The outside that he can perceive is Fu Xiru.

"Tell me," but Fu Xiru didn't seem to feel that the question was long-winded, and asked repeatedly: "I want to know, why are you here? You are also restless, you miss me, and you are lying to me, right? wrong?"

He said you miss me too, what does that mean?

He repeatedly asked, what does it mean?

What is he thinking, is it a dream or a hallucination, is he drunk or awake?

Asked about Wei Liao's mind becoming muddled. I don't know if Fu Xiru was talking drunk and mistakenly telling the truth to a strange woman, or he is actually very keen and understands who he is hugging even when he is drunk?

This is too ridiculous.

Wei Liao bit his lip reluctantly, without saying a word, let Fu Xiru be soft and sincere, torture his soul over and over again.

He remembered that a long time ago, he had pressed Fu Xiru in this way.

do you love meYou must also miss me, that's why you left and came back, that's why you call my name in your sleep and dreams, isn't it?

The same is true today, but this affirmative answer can no longer be exported.

Wei Liao was in a turmoil, he didn't care to resist for a while, and was turned around, facing Fu Xiru.The face under the veil couldn't see the expression clearly, but the eyes with the ends of the thin red eyes were wet with tears, not fierce at all, but pitiful enough to make him cry with joy.

Fu Xiru wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, lifted his chin slightly, kissed his lips through the veil, and took away another golden hairpin.Black hair poured down, barely covering his exposed shoulders.Wei Liao felt embarrassed, but seemed to have already been coaxed, he put his hands together to cover the open lapel in a daze, and met Fu Xiru's eyes.

I can't care how ridiculous this look is anymore, so I have no choice but to face him with this face.

In fact, he is by no means ugly, even in women's clothes, he is still him.What's more, the makeup is meticulous, the flowers between the eyebrows reflect the eyes, the red eye ends echo the lip fat, the face is thin and red, and is decorated with many soft and indistinguishable charms. He is also wearing a red dress. The coldness and moodiness were covered up, and it looked like the limp boy from a few years ago reappeared in front of his eyes.It is the reappearance of yesterday, and it is the best gift given to me when I am drunk tonight.

He never knew that he could make Fu Xiru agree to all the conditions by doing this, and he didn't even bother to use himself like this.

He would rather grow up fast, playing with the whole country as he likes like a child playing with toys, never knowing how to restrain himself, how to accommodate persuasion, and how to face everything like an adult.

He is not obedient at all, not good at all, stubborn and lonely, although he can do whatever he wants, but he is never satisfied, he only has himself, just like Fu Xiru can only trust himself, but cannot become one with him.

Fu Xiru never said that he missed this young man, but he really did. Once the love of his youth was thrown away, it is hard to get back now. In the most fragile dark night, he once hoped that time would turn back to the beginning and sink in those dreams. wake up.

Fu Xiru's eyes were soft and fiery, filled with infinite affection, and even a little doting. He raised his chin to prevent him from avoiding his gaze, and even took off his veil with a slight pick.

Wei Liao flinched, trying to turn his face away to avoid this moment, but he couldn't dodge it. He was forced to meet his rippling smile, so he was completely stunned, unable to turn his gaze, let alone avoid this moment.

"Weiyang."

Fu Xiru said in a low voice.

Tonight was an unexpected reunion.

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It's really like a dream bubble, the warmth in each other's hearts.