"Let's go." Fu Yanzhuo said in a low voice.After speaking, he didn't move.

Zhang Yao tilted his head and looked at him strangely. Outside the window, the moon was shining on the willow branches. He suddenly noticed that the top of Fu Yanzhuo's waist trousers was very high.

At first he didn't realize it, but when he came back to his senses, he remembered that he had caught his "belt", and Zhang Yao blushed suddenly.

The young man was in his early twenties and only had a morning erection. Faced with such a situation, his ears turned red and his face turned away. Of course, Fu Yanzhuo saw his gaze, laughed teasingly at his reaction, and didn't say anything.

Fu Yanzhuo didn't go out until he had calmed down a little bit. Zhang Yao, who had slept for two or three hours, completely lost sleep after this.

After finally achieving his goal, Zhang Yao felt a little strange, obviously it was not easy, but he suddenly felt at a loss, and Fu Yanzhuo's attitude turned upside down overnight.

He still felt strange touching his beating heart, obviously Fu Yanzhuo finally let go, but why is he still not satisfied?Is it because you are not married yet?

But... Fu Yanzhuo has already agreed, so if he mentions it again, will it appear that he is pushing his feet?

Thinking wildly at the end, my heartbeat finally gradually stabilized, and my chaotic thoughts cooled down, but something suddenly started to go wrong with me.

At first, he felt that his mind was light and empty, and the feeling of numbness in his lips kept reminding him that his relationship with Fu Yanzhuo was different. This realization made him jump for joy. At the darkest moment before dawn, Zhang Yao felt an impulse in his heart, wanted to rush to Fu Yanzhuo's room to confirm with him.

But Fu Yanzhuo should be sleeping now, right?

When we meet tomorrow, what should he call Fu Yanzhuo?Still calling his name?

In this case, it seems to be no different from before?

But without his name, Zhang Yao didn't know what else to call Fu Yanzhuo, and calling him by his first name was the most convenient address for him.

But according to Fu Yanzhuo, they should be... lovers now?

The relationship of lovers will become a partner in the future.

Zhang Yao couldn't fall asleep at all, and couldn't wait until dawn.

In recent years, because the family is raising children, the three meals are as healthy as possible. Zhang Yao has a high acceptance of Chinese breakfast, so the frequency of porridge and soy milk in the morning is very high.

But this morning, Boss Fu ordered a cup of coffee.

He sat at the table, waiting for another person to appear on the landing.

Zhang Yao stared straight at the clock, and waited until the pointer reached seven before getting out of bed, deliberately taking it easy, as usual.

However, the first moment when he appeared at the stairs and met Fu Yanzhuo's eyes, Zhang Yao avoided his eyes and froze for a moment, the slippers almost left the insteps of his feet.

Obviously it was just an indifferent look, obviously, he glanced at himself and then looked away, but Zhang Yao felt that that normal look made him feel hot all over, especially his lips.

When he was washing up just now, he looked in the mirror and found that his lips were red and swollen, and there were small wounds.

Those wounds reminded him of what had happened last night.

Fu Yanzhuo kissed him more than once, and...

Also did weird things.

Although it is normal at the moment, when he lifts his feet, he feels that his hands and feet are not in control.

Fu Yanzhuo glanced at him indifferently. The hair on the top of the little boy's head stood upright, like a kitten with fried hair. He probably slept very well last night.

Fu Yanzhuo said warmly: "Come down for dinner, I'm going to be late."

The aunt poked her head out and took a look: "Yao Yao is up? Do you want fried eggs or boiled eggs?"

Seeing that it was rare for the two of them to go out together, was a little relieved.Recently, there is something awkward between the big and the small. The king doesn't see the king in the morning, and when they sit and eat together in the evening, they eat like strangers and ignore each other.

Zhang Yao was stunned for a moment before realizing what his aunt was talking about. He cleared his throat and said casually, and his aunt glanced at Zhang Yao again.

"Is Yao Yao on fire? Why is his mouth so red? His eyes are also red, how about some pear soup tonight?"

Fu Yanzhuo raised his eyes and glanced at the bright red lips, and the red and swollen eye circles that had shed too many tears.

The appearance of the soft and fragile little animal that fell asleep last night is vivid in my memory, and the wet, hot and soft mouth feeling of the kitten still seems to remain between the knuckles.

His glasses reflected the light, and he looked away as if nothing had happened, then lowered his eyes and took a light sip of coffee.

"...Mmm." Zhang Yao buzzed in response, bowed his head guilty, afraid that his aunt would ask more questions when he saw the wound, and felt that Fu Yanzhuo, an old fox, was really... really too much.

Auntie went back to the kitchen to fry eggs, and he was about to sit opposite Fu Yanzhuo, when Fu Yanzhuo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Sit here."

Although he didn't understand, he still sat down: "What are you doing..." Before he finished speaking, his chin was raised, Zhang Yao froze, and forgot how to breathe.

Fu Yanzhuo took a closer look and said with a smile, "Drink more water when you get angry."

"..."

Did the old fox really not know if he got angry?

Zhang Yao gritted his teeth secretly.

After finishing speaking, Fu Yanzhuo let go as if nothing had happened, and went to drink his coffee.

It was only then that Zhang Yao noticed that Fu Yanzhuo's eyes were also a little blue, which was blocked behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

Did he fall asleep too?

After eating, Fu Yanzhuo naturally picked up the car keys: "Let's go."

Auntie was packing up the tableware, and when she heard them going out together, she remembered the two of them staying in the living room last night, and thought that the awkwardness was finally over.

Seeing him letting things take its course, Zhang Yao felt weird, pursed his lips, and didn't know how to speak.

Seeing that he didn't move, Fu Yanzhuo walked over and held him, leaned close to his ear, and asked, "Didn't you agree to stop being angry?"

"..." How did he know that he was still angry?No, he was not angry.

He was seriously planning to run away from home, but he hadn't had time to implement it.

Zhang Yao struggled a few times, but he didn't struggle, so he simply found an excuse and said, "Auntie... I'm going to see it..."

Fu Yanzhuo took the little boy to the garage, seeing him awkwardly turning his head away, he teased a little: "I thought you were not afraid of anything?"

It's not that he's afraid, he's just not ready to accept the sudden relationship change for a while.

In contrast, Fu Yanzhuo seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, accepting it calmly.He acted as if nothing had happened, if it wasn't for his teasing several times in the morning, Zhang Yao would have thought that those things last night were all a dream.

The car rang twice, and Zhang Yao was about to open the door to get in the car, when Fu Yanzhuo suddenly called to him.

Turning around, he was kissed on the forehead.

"Morning, Mr. Zhang Yao." His good morning came belatedly.

"...You..." Zhang Yao didn't recover, and dryly licked the corner of his hot mouth. The kiss on his forehead melted on the skin, and penetrated into the capillaries along the pores, and went straight to the heart along the blood vessels.

After Fu Yanzhuo kissed his forehead, he kissed his lips again, but it was still very short. He gently looked at his lover who was half a round younger than himself, and gave him a solemn greeting in the early morning of the first day of the relationship.

After finally settling down, his heart floated again, and he didn't understand why Fu Yanzhuo was so abnormal.

"Probably to maintain the liking between lovers." Fu Yanzhuo gently wiped the corner of Zhang Yao's lips and explained.

"...Mmm." Zhang Yao wrote it down in his heart.

Together, finally.

I forgot how many times changed today, good night, good night