The content of the super talk itself is normal, but Fu Yuhan is allergic to "being followed". It makes me feel a little uncomfortable when I think of a group of people quietly paying attention without his knowledge.

Fortunately, he was considered a facial paralysis, and his heart was awkward, but he just pursed his lips, his eyes slightly fell, and his expression was as cold as his white skin.

——Until he clicked on the so-called "ao3 link".

Fu Yuhan's expression was broken.

He pulled the corner of his mouth: "What's this?"

"Isn't it just a little article with meat..." Wen Yu crossed his arm, hooked his neck and pulled the person into his arms, lowered his eyes to look at Fu Yuhan's mobile phone screen, "Why, you haven't read the article with meat and vegetables that are so old?"

"No..." Speaking of this, Fu Yuhan felt a little uncomfortable on his face. He pulled the topic away, "Is it not that the protagonist of this article the names of the two of us?"

Wen Yu smiled gently, his beautiful eyebrows narrowed into a bend, and the kiss fell on the side of Fu Yuhan's neck: "We have not done such a thing before."

"...Okay, take a step back." Fu Yuhan choked by him, and his fingers slid and turned the article to the top, pointing to the line "The Running Little Petfish of the Domineering Big Fish" and asked, "What the hell?"

When did Fu Yuhan be so cute?

"If you don't like it, you can change the name in the article by yourself. It's not impossible for me to be the pretty one." Wen Yu lowered his head and focused on kissing from his neck to his shoulder.

Both of them had just taken a shower, and the exposed skin was covered with a little damp moisture and an lingering woody aroma. Under the warm yellow lamp, it showed a kind of white white similar to mutton fat. This color tricked him. While watching, he slowly kissed him and kissed him to his shoulders. Suddenly, he felt aroused his wits and pressed Fu Yuhan to increase the sucking force.

"Ah!" Fu Yuhan shouted, frowned, but did not resist.

Perhaps it was due to childhood experiences, Wen Yu felt very insecurity. Although he was cautious in front of Fu Yuhan, whenever the night was late, the two of them were there, the possessiveness would be like some kind of poisonous smoke, which could follow his small movements and follow his small movements.

For example, he would do this, and as he spoke, he suddenly left a red mark wrapped in pain on Fu Yuhan's body.

Fu Yuhan felt pain in the shoulders, but he didn't want to care about them. This is Wen Yu's way of self-reliance. A little bit of sweetness can make him a normal person for a while.

A cute imprint, like some kind of psychological hint of "this person belongs to me".

The other party's slightly cool fingertips stroked the major artery and found that it was spinning near the Adam's apple, which was dangerous and beautiful. Fu Yuhan moved his Adam's apple lightly and asked in a pressing voice: "Are you over? I'm not a drink, you've been whispering for a long time."

Wen Yu loosened his lips, and his lower jaw pressed against his shoulder and laughed: "If you were a drink, it would probably be taro milk." It was fragrant and sweet.

"Forget it, I would rather be Kerbis." Fu Yuhan said.

Even if it is a milk drink, it probably has a little sour taste, but it is not that sweet.

Wen Yu rubbed against him for a while, and asked with a smile: "Do you don't like the content of the super talk? It is said that if I report it, you can delete the super talk."

"Forget it, if they like to kowtow, just kowtowtowtowt," Fu Yuhan paused, "I didn't offend me, I like you as soon as possible, didn't I?"

"Well, I like you too."

"Let's go to bed and stop watching."

"Kiss one first?"

Fu Yuhan cooperated to raise his head and turned off the lights in the gap between the ambiguous exchange of lips and teeth and breath.

A good night's sleep.

-

Wen Yu did what he said, and then he really grabbed Fu Yuhan to the gym every few days and acted as a personal fitness coach for him. People who had not exercised for a long time just started exercising, but after one day they felt as sore as if they were useless. When the boss held a college entrance examination celebration banquet for them, he looked at Fu Yuhan who was sitting in a stiff position and said to Wen Yu directly, "Can you control yourself?"

That day was the day when Wen Yu officially brought Fu Yuhan to meet his group of "fox friends". The location was still in the Xiaoqing bar where the boss opened. There were only seven of them, plus their respective "family members" and more than ten people, and everyone here laughed in one sentence. Fu Yuhan's face felt hot at that time.

"I really don't recognize this," said Wen Yu, "I just took him to the gym."

As soon as these words were spoken, several of the people who were laughing quickly froze their limbs and had a slutty face.

Fu Yuhan: "?"

"Brother," the eldest brother, who was ranked third, walked over the long table and patted Fu Yuhan on the shoulder, his tone full of pain, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Fu Yuhan: “…”

The jumping Lao Liu explained to him: "Yeah, Xiao Qi is a very active person. The people who have entered the gym with him here finally crawled out. Brother, please be careful of your health."

Fu Yuhan: “…”

Fu Yuhan thought to himself, why didn’t you say it earlier? I’m so mentally prepared.

He had crawled out several times, and a year later he realized why Wen Yu was so confident in his provocation.

The fierce fights are not as good as those who have practiced, and Brother Wen is too cruel.

"Everything else is easy to say," Lao Si said, pointing to Wen Yu, "I'm going to start work in two days. Don't delay Xiao Han from coming to me to make money."

"It's okay," Chen Feifan answered, "When will your work start? Give me a call, I'll take Xiaoqi away and ask him to help me."

"OK."

The two elder brothers reached a consensus that the young working couple was arranged clearly.

Wen Yu turned to hug Fu Yuhan, stared at the people at the table and whispered: "I think you just see that I have a partner and are jealous, and they unite to bully me."

This muttering expresses a bit of unreasonable and coquettish sense of being a little coquettish. Fu Yuhan suddenly feels that there is nothing wrong with changing the abo fan to "The Domineering Little Fish's Running Wife Big Fish".

The more cute person is obviously Wen Yu.

The brothers at the table gave Wen Yu a great face. They instantly held the table and started vomiting, with their own postures.

"Xiao Qi!" they said, "You are so fucking disgusting!"

Wen Yu continued: "Hold on, I can feel a little more disgusting."

"vomit!"

...

They laughed and made fun of each other before going home.

After the show ended, Chen Feifan leaned against the messy table and lit a cigarette for himself with vain eyes: "I think Xiaoqi is really trapped this time. I have known him for so many years. When did he say this?"

Lao Lu smiled and said, "I don't know if it's firm or not, at least it's sincere."

After all, people are childish and stupid in the face of true love.

"Then let me see if you are stupid?"

"You've seen me as little as I'm stupid?"

"Yeah, too."

-

There is another thing that comes with the score - filling out the application form.

Wen Yu was admitted in the first batch, and Fu Yuhan was admitted in the early batch of arts. The time for filling out the application was one after another. For this reason, Yang Fan called two phones to confirm.

But in fact, there was nothing to confirm. The two had already decided to take the T-U University entrance exam. Fu Yuhan chose the School of Architecture, and Wen Yu agreed to Wen Ziming to study for the MBA with a master's degree, so he filled in the Department of Mathematics.

The only problem is that Fu Yuhan was psychologically shady by the middle school entrance examination. From opening the application form to filling out the application deadline, he had to log in to the website twice every day to see if his application was tampered with. Wen Yu went from being funny at the beginning to feeling distressed later. He hugged him every day when he logged in to the website.

At least intimate touch can really give people courage.

Besides that, it is work.

There were a large number of student consumers during the summer. Although the mid-618 promotion had passed, the work of various businesses was still very busy. Wen Yu was here to help Chen Feifan manage the bar purchases, attendance management and event planning and coordination; on the other hand, Fu Yuhan helped the fourth brother as a model while learning photography.

In the words of the fourth brother, those who are engaged in art "have more skills and have more competitiveness."

Besides, Fu Yuhan himself was also interested in this thing, and he even added Wen Yu's cousin's WeChat to Wen Yu's cousin.

Because of the close exchange between these two "photo fellow photographers", Wen Yu later discovered that his cousin, who had always thought that his words were small and serious and bored, turned out to be a cheerful, extroverted, avant-garde "campus goddess" - of course, sexual orientation is a secret in school.

The admission notice was sent in July. On the day he received it, Wen Yu took a photo and sent it to Fang Wanjing and Wen Ziming's secretary respectively.

Fang Wanjing sent him and Fu Yuhan a big red envelope. On the same day, Wen Yu took Fu Yuhan, who had returned from work, to Fang Wanjing's house for dinner.

"I thought my aunt wouldn't do it anymore." Wen Yu said while eating, "I didn't expect it to be with you."

Fang Wanjing smiled: "I think she is doing a good job. The family also has financial pressure. If you don't want her, I will ask her to come and help me, so that I can save myself from doing hygiene."

Wen Yu listened to the voice: "I'm quite tired recently?"

"It's okay physically," Fang Wanjing didn't hide it from him - after all, there were two 18-year-old adults sitting in front of her, "I'm a little tired mentally. You know, divorce lawsuits are a mess and troublesome."

"It's a pity that I don't learn the law and I won't have such troubles. I can only cheer you up mentally."

Fang Wanjing smiled and said, "It's okay, it's great if you two are willing to come and talk to me. The notice has been received. When will you report it?"

"Maybe it's a week ahead of time?" Wen Yu glanced at Fu Yuhan, "I plan to rent a house outside the school."

Fu Yuhan was a little surprised: "Why didn't you say it? Is it enough money? Is it not cheap to rent a house in the imperial capital?"

"We probably have to go and look for it." Wen Yu pursed his lower lip, "Our college is different. We won't be assigned to a dormitory. Maybe we live a long distance?"

“Will you pay the accommodation fee still?…”

"Let's pay for one year first. There are many things to do in the first year. Let's see the situation first. If there is no problem, we won't live in school in our sophomore year."

"Then you are looking for a house." Fu Yuhan smiled, "Sales the money from both ends, young master."

Fang Wanjing looked at them: "If you don't have enough money, I can..."

"It's okay," Wen Yu interrupted her, "I have enough money to spend. I'm helping him learn business with him from a friend, and I have a salary; Besides... Wen Ziming wants a 'excellent son' to win him face, so he always has to make some blood, right? Why should I save money for him?"

Fang Wanjing smiled: "Then you spend a little more, he has money."

Some people are so poor that they only have money and face that they refuse to give up when they die. Wen Yu, as his biological son, certainly has to help his father "share his worries".

Isn't it just spending money?

As he was talking, Wen Yu's cell phone on the table suddenly rang, it was a WeChat message.

The secretary sent a message saying that the chairman needed the admission notice to "collection".
To be continued...