My wife can't be this cute!

Chapter 81

This candy is soft, and it disappears after chewing.

The mouthful of sweetness brought Song Xiaoke back to his senses.

He finished the candy, then raised his head and said, "Goodbye." Then he stretched out his hand and was about to close the door.

Song Xiaoke's attitude was beyond Fu Ziwei's expectation. He blocked the door again with his hand and said, "Wait."

"What are you going to do again?" Song Xiaoke asked.

Fu Ziwei choked on the question and blinked several times.

Song Xiaoke has already eaten his own candy, why is he still like this?

Fu Ziwei didn't speak for a long time. Seeing that Song Xiaoke's face was getting impatient again, he took the initiative to ask, "Can I stay for one night?"

"Nowhere to go?" Song Xiaoke crossed his arms and asked, but he wanted to know what excuse the other party could find.

But Fu Ziwei nodded and said, "Yes."

Song Xiaoke: ...?

What does that mean, there are places to go, but I just want to stay with you for one night.

Well, kinda honest.

"Is it okay?" Fu Ziwei asked again.

"What do you think?" Song Xiaoke asked back, throwing the question back to Fu Ziwei.

Fu Ziwei nodded and said, "I think it's fine." He walked in grandly as he spoke.

Song Xiaoke, who was standing at the door, had a "?" expression on his face.

Fu Ziwei didn't look out at all, and even asked aloud, "Can I take a bath first?"

Fu Ziwei's behavior was completely unexpected by Song Xiaoke, so he felt a little speechless.

But what he said was like water poured out. Who told him to give Fu Ziwei the right to choose the question.

Song Xiaoke could only say, "Whatever you want."

The bathroom was in the bedroom. Fu Ziwei opened Song Xiaoke's bedroom door very familiarly, walked in, and then went to the bathroom.

Song Xiaoke followed behind to watch, not knowing what to say.

Fu Ziwei came out again within 2 minutes of entering the bathroom.

At this time, he had already taken off his shirt, revealing his lean upper body and muscular muscles.

Song Xiaoke looked away unnaturally.

"Do you have any clothes for me?" Fu Ziwei asked.

Fu Ziwei is [-] and Song Xiaoke is [-]. There is a little difference in height between the two.

But the difference is not too big, and Song Xiaoke has a lot of loose clothes and trousers.

Song Xiaoke didn't reply, but he took action.

He went to find a T-shirt and big pants in the closet, and handed them to Fu Ziwei.

Fu Ziwei reached out to take it, and looked at the two clothes repeatedly.

Song Xiaoke saw his behavior, and said in a choked voice, "Why? Don't you like it?"

"I like to wear it or not."

"No," Fu Ziwei said again, "Can I borrow another pair of underwear?"

Underwear is such a personal thing.

Song Xiaoke's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

Seeing this, Fu Ziwei was about to say "forget it" out loud, but Song Xiaoke suddenly took action.

I saw Song Xiaoke went to the drawer to unpack a new box of underwear, and then handed it to Fu Ziwei.

After Fu Ziwei took it, he looked at it again.

"What's wrong?" Song Xiaoke asked.

No, why is there so much fuss about Fu Ziwei? Can it work?

Fu Ziwei looked puzzled: "It's a little small, it might be strangled."

Fu Ziwei was telling the truth.

Although there is not much difference in height between the two of them, other clothes can make do with it, but the underwear seems to be a bit reluctant.

One is because Fu Ziwei's overall frame is much larger than Song Xiaoke's.

The second is because Fu Ziwei's place is much more predictable than Song Xiaoke's.

Song Xiaoke felt that he was insulted.

What's the meaning?Is it because I am small in connotation, or to show off your bigness?

Who is this looking down upon?

Song Xiaoke felt that he wanted to scold people very much now, but he held back after all.

He stretched out his hand and pulled back his underwear, and said angrily, "Leave it naked."

Fu Ziwei rubbed his nose innocently.

In the end, I had to take a T-shirt and big pants and go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Half an hour later, when Fu Ziwei came out of the bathroom, Song Xiaoke had already gone to bed.

The lights are all turned off, leaving only a warm orange bedside lamp for illumination.

Fu Ziwei looked around, there was no room left in this bedroom.

Song Xiaoke This is a typical single apartment, one bedroom, one kitchen, one living room, one bedroom and one bathroom.

Naturally, Fu Ziwei would not go to the living room to squeeze the sofa, otherwise it would be meaningless for him to stay tonight.

So he asked, "Can I get a bed?"

Song Xiaoke, who was lying on the bed pretending to sleep, moved his eyelids, but didn't answer.

When Fu Ziwei acquiesced, he gently lifted the quilt and fell asleep.

Half of the mattress beside him sank, someone lay on it, and Song Xiaoke's eyelashes trembled.

It seemed that Fu Ziwei was just staying overnight, he didn't speak or move.

Song Xiaoke was still nervous for a while, but after realizing that he hadn't responded for a long time, he felt sleepy and wanted to sleep.

But at this moment, Fu Ziwei who was beside him suddenly approached him, and wrapped his arms around him.

Song Xiaoke's whole body stiffened a little.

Then feeling the heat coming from his ear, Fu Ziwei pressed against his neck and said, "Are you asleep?"

Fuck, what is this dog doing.

Song Xiaoke pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what kind of medicine was sold in Fu Ziwei's gourd.

"Really asleep?" Another breath of hot air.

Song Xiaoke's eyelashes flicked again.

"Then I'm going to take advantage of others." Fu Ziwei said, and there was some movement.

Feeling the hot air getting closer and closer, Song Xiaoke finally couldn't hold it back.

He turned over and suddenly got up, staring at Fu Ziwei with hostility and said, "What the hell do you want?"

Fu Ziwei blinked harmlessly and said, "Nothing."

Still pretending!I heard it all!

Just as Song Xiaoke was about to accuse him, Fu Ziwei took the initiative to say, "I just want to kiss you."

Song Xiaoke: ...? !

Song Xiaoke was shocked. He had never seen such a brazen person who could speak out his wishes in a grandiose manner.

Song Xiaoke hadn't found his tongue yet in shock, when Fu Ziwei asked again: "Is it okay?"

I can be your head!

"Are you dreaming???" Song Xiaoke's voice doubled.

Unexpectedly, Fu Ziwei nodded and said, "Yes."

He asked again, "Will that make my dream come true?"

Song Xiaoke: ...

Song Xiaoke felt that Fu Ziwei was even more perverted.

Now that the human skin has completely faded away, I don't even want to pretend.

Song Xiaoke even felt that if he could refuse him now, he could kiss him forcefully!

Song Xiaoke thought for a long time, and finally asked: "What the hell do you want?"

Fu Ziwei opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

In order to stop him from uttering any more shocking words, Song Xiaoke took the lead and said, "You think it through before answering. If you play around again, I can drive you back in the middle of the night."

Hearing what Song Xiaoke said, Fu Ziwei's expression finally became a little more serious.

He called out, "Baby."

"let's be together."

Song Xiaoke was silent for a while, and when he raised his head to speak again, his eye circles were a little red.

He asked, "Why?"

"Because you know I'm Baby Song?"

Fu Ziwei gave an ambiguous answer: "Yes, and no."

The more Song Xiaoke said, the more excited he became, and he even ignored Fu Ziwei's answer: "Is it because we had 419 before?"

"Do you want to fulfill your childhood promise? Or do you want to be responsible for that ridiculous night?"

"Let me tell you, no need. I forgot everything about my childhood, and I didn't care about that night."

"Just pretend that I hooked you up for one night, understand?"

It would be great if it was as he said.

Fu Ziwei was not defeated by Song Xiaoke's harsh words this time, but instead looked at Song Xiaoke in front of the meeting calmly.

Song Xiaoke's eyes were red, whether he wanted to cry or not, his lips were tightly pressed to maintain his last stubbornness.

Fu Ziwei sighed suddenly, thinking that he was the same before, why did he have to argue with Song Xiaoke?

He has been stubborn, didn't he know it?

In the next second, Fu Ziwei stretched out his hand to grab Song Xiaoke, and said word by word: "I like you, I just like you, and it has nothing to do with anything else."

"I always thought Baby Song was a girl, so I didn't connect the two of you together."

"When I returned to China during the holidays, I also approached Song Baobao and promised that I would not forget it."

"So Song Xiaoke, would you like to be with me?"

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Song Xiaoke probably didn't expect Fu Ziwei to confess his love suddenly, and his eyes widened a little.

He moved his lips, but didn't utter a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Fu Ziwei said again: "If you are not willing, then wait a little longer. I will work hard to see if you are willing."

"Has the baby been waiting for brother for a long time?"

This sentence, like a switch, completely turned on Song Xiaoke's lacrimal gland switch.

I saw Song Xiaoke's tears came rushing down, his eyes and nose were red, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he was holding back very hard.

Seeing this, Fu Ziwei felt a little distressed, and reached out to hug Song Xiaoke.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiaoke opened his hand, and even reached out to punch Fu Ziwei.

Fu Ziwei was caught off guard and received a solid punch.

Song Xiaoke said in a crying voice: "Who told you to forget me?"

Then Song Xiaoke poured out the accusation sentence by sentence: "Why did you forget me?"

"You don't remember what you said yourself."

"You don't have to take legal responsibility for what you say, so just talk nonsense?"

Every time Song Xiaoke made a complaint, he reached out and hit Fu Ziwei.

Stomach, arm, chest, just about everywhere.

Fu Ziwei didn't hide either, and let Song Xiaoke vent.

When he almost stopped, Fu Ziwei said: "Baby, I was wrong, please forgive me?"

After beating the opponent hard, Song Xiaoke felt much more comfortable, and gradually calmed down.

He reached out and wiped his face indiscriminately, raised his chin and said arrogantly: "It depends on your performance."

Fu Ziwei agreed with some pain: "Okay."

I have cried, I have cried, I have been beaten, it is getting late, it is time to rest.

The two lay down again.

Fu Ziwei took the initiative to rub against Song Xiaoke, and asked, "Can I hug you to sleep?"

In the end, I did not forget to play the emotional card: "Just like when I was a child."

Song Xiaoke pursed his lips and didn't reply.

Seeing this, Fu Ziwei stretched out his bracelet and passed Song Xiaoke.

I have to say that Fu Ziwei's embrace was quite warm, and it was relatively full of the fragrance of shower gel.

Song Xiaoke didn't reach out to push him away.

Unexpectedly, after Fu Ziwei succeeded, he began to push forward, and he asked again: "Can I kiss you?"

Without waiting for Song Xiaoke to answer, he lowered his head and kissed him on the neck.

Song Xiaoke felt his temples throbbing, but he still didn't say anything.

After a while, he felt that the butt behind him was being pressed by some heat source.

He is not stupid and knows what it is.

Finally, he turned over unbearably and said, "Okay, Fu Ziwei, don't you pretend now?"

"There is really something you can sao, tell you not to wear it, really don't wear it?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Ziwei tilted his head and pursed his lips with a smile, and said, "It's good that you understand me."