Pei Zhen is a "little heartless".
Fu Sichen thought carefully, made porridge specially, and brought it over specially. He can also confidently say "average".
Pei Xiaobawang was quite arrogant sometimes, so Fu Sichen was not angry. He pinched his chin with his hand, leaned over and kissed him.
sweet.
I couldn't taste the original taste of seafood porridge.
The two of them kissed quite addictively, and they were sticky again and again. One is reluctant to let go, and the other is reluctant to leave. Pei Zhen also muttered: "I think it's sweet too... don't add sugar when cooking porridge in the future."
"..." Fu Sichen was amused and immediately laughed, "No, there's no sugar at all."
Pei Zhen: "..."
Jun's face was hot, his ears were red, and his heart was beating wildly. He was quite proud at the moment, "It must be because dad drank too much Feizhai Happy Water that it has its own sweetness."
Fu Sichen: "..."
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The seafood porridge was brought here secretly.
After Pei Zhen finished drinking, he couldn't take it out to clean, so he could only hide in the bathroom and rinse it roughly.
After it was settled, Fu Sichen was still thinking about having sex with Pei Zhen again. As soon as he got out of the bathroom, okay, Pei Zhen had already fallen asleep.
I don't know where the sleepiness comes from. This person is like a cat, having to close his eyes and sleep whenever he has free time.
Fu Sichen was a little depressed. When he came closer, he realized that Pei Zhen had rolled himself up like a cicada, leaving the other half of the big bed clearly visible!
Okay, Movie Emperor Fu's face suddenly turned dark!
Gritting his teeth secretly and crawling into bed, Fu Sichen turned off the light and tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. In the end, he gritted his teeth and regardless of whether it would disturb Pei Zhen, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the person and hugged him tightly under the quilt.
Pei Zhen woke up from the heat the next day.
Pei Zhen hummed for a moment, his consciousness dim, and he vaguely heard the sound of gymnastics broadcasting in the yard, which made him frown.
"what time is it."
It was purely an unconscious whisper, but it still elicited a response: "Huh? It should be eight o'clock..."
The hoarse voice was like the tail notes of a cello. Pei Zhen was startled in his sleep: Oh, no, is this Fu Sichen's voice
Pei Zhen opened his eyes and found that he was nestled in Fu Sichen's arms.
Pei Zhen: "..."
Pei Zhen's ears turned red and he was so embarrassed that he pushed the person away, "Hey! You!"
Fu Sichen, who almost fell off the bed after being pushed, woke up. He realized what made Pei Zhen angry and curled his lips.
"Morning, baby."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and naturally wrapped his arms around Pei Zhen, "You really want to leave my arms? Huh?"
Pei Zhen: "Hey... um!"
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(End of chapter)