Qi Yan didn't know what he meant, so he pursed his lips, and there was no other expression on his face, but he closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at Fu Ci.

He always feels that everything he does now is a hint.

To be honest, he still has a little pain in some parts of his waist, especially the back left flank. It's really hard to believe that Fu Ci could grind him to such a degree with his hands, both physically and mentally.

He is not serious, and his speech is not so sensible.

If we meet again, we don't have to eat breakfast.

He still remembered that his mother, who gave the resignation last night, said that she would prepare breakfast herself, and he didn't want to be rude to be late.

Seeing that the person on the bed had his eyes closed, his eyelashes were still trembling slightly, as if he was frightened by his words, he couldn't help laughing, rubbing the messy hair of the other person, "I'll put the new clothes next to you, all of them. It's mine, maybe a little too big, so I'll wear it."

"You'll sleep again, and I'll call you when you're about to eat."

Before Fu Ci left, he turned around and saw that Qi Yan seemed to be unable to take it any longer. He slipped into the quilt, covered his head, and bent up, leaving only a small bulge. He didn't stand in front of him again. up calm.

A smile flashed across his eyes, and he gently led someone to the door, but in a blink of an eye, he was taken aback by the person who was stomping in front of him.

"dad?"

Father Fu didn't know how long he stood at the door, looking at the person who came out of the guest room, his face was serious, and his voice was very deep: "Why did you come out of the guest room?"

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Chapter 49 (two more)

The light in the corridor is not very bright. Before Fu Ci, really didn't realize that there was still a person standing in front of the door. His dad was holding a big plastic bag in his hand. It looks like he happened to pass by after taking it and heard the movement. Or see him and come over.

When Fu Ci remembered something, he shuddered, stretched out his hand to cover his neck, tried to ignore his dad's strange eyes, and asked, "Why do you get up so early?"

Don't these two get up at 8 o'clock as early as Saturday and Sunday? It's only half past seven!

Father Fu glanced at the hand covering his arm. He didn't answer his words. Instead, he frowned and asked, "How did you get out of the guest room? Isn't your room next to you?"

His wife had specially cleaned the kid's room before, so the kid didn't go back to sleep, did he?

When Father Fu thought of this, his eyes became more and more dangerous, "You kid..."

Before he could say the words of rebuke, Fu Ci's eyes lit up, he pointed at the plastic bag in his hand, and said in shock, "Dad, did you order takeout secretly from your mother? Yesterday, my mother clearly said that You cook by yourself, you don't give her face!"

Although Fu Ci knew that her mother couldn't make breakfast at all, she couldn't stop her from boasting about Haikou yesterday. With such a strong self-esteem, she would definitely get up early and go to the kitchen to fiddle with it.

His dad is distressed, he wants to fool him with takeout, right? Eighty percent of her mother didn't know about it, but his father was very powerful, and he knew that he would be executed first and then played.

After Fu Ji gained confidence, he snorted: "If you let me go now, I will pretend that I didn't see this takeaway. I can also say that this breakfast was made by my mother, and I won't tell Qiyan."

All he can eat for breakfast, he doesn't care about the rest.

"You little brat!" Seeing that he dared to threaten him, Father Fu wanted to go up and give him a brain break, but at this moment, there was a faint muffled sound from the kitchen, and he was so frightened that his face turned pale, warning. Taking a look at Fuci, "You brat is not allowed to talk nonsense in front of Qiyan."

After he finished speaking, he quickly turned around and ran towards the kitchen.

Fu Ci breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his father hadn't found the marks on his neck.

Back in the room, Fu Ci couldn't help but look back. The whispers of his parents could be vaguely heard in the kitchen, which should be discussing breakfast.

He turned his head and, for some reason, suddenly laughed.

Maybe that's a good way to get along.

room.

After Qi Yan left, he actually didn't continue to sleep, and it was not too early. It was time for him to get up after dawdling for a while.

He lay on the bed and checked his mobile phone for a while. There was no news, and he had nothing to do. He also went to the forum of A University.

Before, he never liked to browse the forums, but since he talked to Fu Ci, he also liked to see the CP posts of the two. The group photos that made him feel depressed before became a lot more pleasing to the eye, looking at those who knocked their CP. Speeches and prayers are also inexplicably happy.

Like, he and Fu Ci were really blessed.

Some people want them to be together, and they want them to be happy every day, which is a good wish.

After saving some pictures from it, he was about to put down his phone, but suddenly he saw a red post on the homepage. The red post was because many people were discussing it, and the popularity was very high, and the title of this post made him inexplicably feel familiar——

School grass's mysterious boyfriend.

Isn't this a post from the day that Fu Ci's cousin came to school? The two were misunderstood. He thought that this matter would lose popularity soon after Fu Qiyue left, and it would naturally sink. Why is it being pushed up again now?

He clicked in and flipped through it, and found that there was a lot of amazement underneath.