Chapter 142

"Ruqin, you don't look very well. I've made some soup recently. There are many. Would you like some Su bingmiao came to him.

Hao ruqin replied with a gentle smile, "no, I don't like it very much." After drinking her herbal tea, Hao ruqin was very afraid of her craft.

"Ah..." Su bingmiao is lost.

In the past, men even bend their eyes when they laugh. Now it's just the curvature of the corner of the mouth, and it's just a little bit.

After a meal in the restaurant, Hao ruqin wanted to drink milk tea again. He walked out of the company and slowly came to the milk tea shop.

Hao ruqin ordered two cups of pearl milk tea, and looked at the sugar on the counter, lost in thought. Last time the young master took so many sugars, did he like sweet ones as much as he did.

"Can I have two more packets of sugar?" Hao ruqin raised his head and asked carefully.

Little sister smile: "of course."

When Hao ruqin returned to Fu's mansion, he heard that Fu Yan had gone home. So he took two cups of milk tea to the door of Fu Yan's room, but hesitated to knock on the door.

Fu Yan just went upstairs to see Hao ruqin. Looking at the bag in his hand, Fu Yanxiao: old man, still so sweet. It seems that the cold war in the past ten days has not brought him any hardship.

Fu Yan walked slowly, thinking carefully that he could not get any benefits from the cold war. He turned his lips to forgive the man.

As a result, Hao ruqin turned around and walked back to his house. He didn't even notice it on the stairs.

Fu Yan was angry again: do you want him to make up?

Fu Yan looked at Hao ruqin's room and turned on the light. It's not as beautiful as the little yellow light bulb in the downstairs.

I Miss Hao ruqin so much, but this old man is not only stupid, but also timid. I said I'm sorry, but I didn't have anything. I bought two cups of milk tea. Do you plan to eat it by myself?

Fu Yanji reluctantly pulled down his face, but his hand still twisted Hao ruqin's door.

When he came into the room, the man who was reading in front of the small bookshelf immediately looked over. The eyes were so deep that they didn't look like the gentle Hao ruqin. Fu Yandun stopped.

"Did you dream?" Hao ruqin murmured to himself, not daring to blink. The young master actually entered his house. How can it be? I hate him so much.

Fu Yan said, "I don't know what I'm going to do in my dream."

Hao ruqin's eyes were hazy. He put down the book and reached out in a trance to hold Fu Yan.

Young master's body is warm, it seems that it is not a dream.

"Although it's hard for me to hold you, I'm still looking forward to it."

Fu Yan tried his best to stand on tiptoe to get a hug from the man. There was a desk between them.

Hao ruqin released Fu Yan and watched him approach him step by step. He was a little nervous.

"Well, if I don't come in, you're not going to talk to me for the rest of your life." Fu Yan picked up the book Hao ruqin had just read and turned it over.

Hao ruqin dropped his eyes: "I'm afraid the young master hates me." Mingming met him in the hospital today. He didn't want to take care of himself.

"How can I hate you." Fu Yan sighed. Bumped into the man's arms, he stood on tiptoe, deeply kissing the people he thought about day and night.

Hao ruqin was stunned and closed his eyes willingly. When he kisses Fu Yan, Hao ruqin lifts his clothes. But he stops at the thought that it's a young master.

Fu Yan, who was still pouting, got a kiss from the air. He opened his eyes and said, "why did it stop?"

"It's very dark, young master, you'd better go back to sleep." Hao ruqin pushed Fu Yan, who was wrapped around him like an octopus, but it didn't make him loose.

Fu Yan took the man's hand and said with a smile, "OK, let's go to sleep."

Fu Yanchao looked next to him. Although Hao ruqin's bed was a little small, it should be OK to squeeze it.

Fu Yan's forehead was played by a man, "young master, don't make trouble."

Fu Yan covered his forehead and said: "why, don't you want to?"

Fu Yan's eyes are vivid and touching. How can Hao ruqin not want to. What he wants now is to possess Fu Yan in depth and truly feel his existence. But he couldn't. There was such a big difference between them. What happened when they met for the first time was that he thought Fu Yan was

Man red eyes, "young master, don't embarrass me."

Fu Yan looked at the man, his eyes full of complexity. What does that mean!

"Then you can read a book. I'll sit by and drink milk tea." Fu Yan sat on the desk, raised his chin and said, "did you buy that milk tea for me?"

"Yes." Hao ruqin immediately handed the milk tea to Fu Yan.

Nowadays, men really start to read books. Fu Yan couldn't help admiring men's determination and doubting whether his charm was useless to men.Ready to finish the milk tea on the table, Hao ruqin didn't have a word with him. Fu Yan poked the Pearl in the milk tea cup and had to take the initiative to say: "how do you always like to put so much sugar. It's a little too sweet for me to drink. "

Hao ruqin's eyes were directed at Fu Yan through the yellow light, and he did not say anything.

Because life is too hard.

"Hao ruqin, I'm tired and don't want to leave. Can I lie in your bed?" Fu Yan mouth asked the tone, he has taken off the shoes and socks on the bed, cover the quilt.

Hao ruqin had no choice but to indulge in his voice: "young master, you will be found out later that you are not in the room..."

"It's time to go to bed. Who has the leisure to knock on my door?" Fu Yan rubbed the pillow full of Hao ruqin's flavor, "they dare!"

"Don't read any more. Come to bed." Fu Yan patted the position beside him and said, "I have reserved a seat for you."

Hao ruqin watched Fu yankuai occupy all the beds. He shook his head: "I'm not very tired."

"Oh, it's up to you." Fu Yanzhen closed his eyes.

He didn't have a strategy for men for more than ten days. He didn't think the quality of sleep was very good. When I touched Hao ruqin's pillow, I felt sleepy. Fu Yan deeply suspected that the man was his own sleeping pill.

About an hour later, Hao ruqin put down his books. Looking at Fu Yan's quiet sleeping image, he couldn't help walking to Fu Yan and sitting down.

"Young master?" Hao ruqin whispered.

Seeing that Fu Yan didn't move, he called again, "Fu Yan?"

After Hao ruqin was sure that he was really asleep, he carefully stretched out his hand and gently lifted Fu Yan's hair.