When Fu Sinian thought about this, he had to sit at Yangyang's computer desk and look through Yangyang's photos, one after another.

Or, Yangyang will have the key to Lanlan's room.

When Fu Sinian lived with his colleagues before, he also kept the keys like this to avoid the trouble of forgetting to bring the keys.

Fu Sinian was happy for his idea. He actively looked it up on the table. He didn't dare to look through Yangyang's things. No matter what, it was a very impolite behavior. Fu Sinian was not a gentleman, but understood the truth of this gentleman.

There was no tabletop. Fu Sinian looked at the wall again. Near the door, there was indeed a key tied with a thin rope. Fu Sinian happily took the key in his hand, walked to Lanlan's door, inserted the key in it, and suddenly didn't want to open the door.

That is someone else's room, so don't want to enter.

Fu Sinian tried hard to suppress the idea of ​​wanting to enter, and he weaved a scene in his mind, that was, Yangyang saw Zhou Wei downstairs, and Zhou Wei gave Yangyang a bouquet of flowers, which were red and beautiful. Then the two stood there chatting, said something, and then Yangyang said, "I've been in a car for a day. I want to rest early, so I'll talk about it tomorrow." Zhou Wei still wanted to get involved, Yangyang was a little angry, so he had to apologize and leave in disappointment.

Thinking of this, Fu Sinian couldn't help laughing, pulled out the key from the keyhole, returned to the room, and hung it back on the nail.

But this idea didn't work. After a while, she didn't see Yangyang coming up. Fu Sinian couldn't sit still anymore and wondered if Yangyang had gone far? She said it was very fast, how fast is it?

Fu Sinian felt that time seemed to be stopping, and it was deliberately torture me. Fu Sinian closed his eyes in pain, then suddenly stood up, picked up the key hanging by the door, rushed out, inserted the key into the key hole, twisted it hard, and it could turn it.

He could get in with a push, but Fu Sinian's feet froze.

After all, this is a very immoral approach. It is a girl's boudoir. She did not invite you, you shouldn't have entered.

Fu Sinian loosened his hand, and the lock was reeling back to its original position with the sound of a spring. Fu Sinian pulled out the key, turned back to Yangyang's room, sat down again, picked up Zhang Xiaoxian's book, and started reading.

"Men's Thirty-Five" and "Men's Love Words", Zhang Xiaoxian not only understands women, but also knows men very well, or these are life.

After reading two articles, Fu Sinian couldn't continue reading them anymore, so he could only stand up and walk to the balcony. The fragrance of osmanthus reminded Fu Sinian of Phoenix's glutinous rice wine.

How great it would be if there was a glass of phoenix's glutinous rice wine? Fu Sinian remembered that night when Phoenix was about to have a peaceful sleep after drinking the glass of glutinous rice wine. When he poured it on the snow-white bed sheets, a light dancing and flying look appeared in his eyes.

Fu Sinian hummed "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" and jumped out clearly in her pure beauty in her Miaosu suit.

As he hummed, tears flowed down his cheeks.

At some point, Yangyang came back. Fu Sinian did not hear Yangyang's footsteps, and Yangyang was already hugging him.

"Sinian, why are you crying?"

"I'm thinking of you," said Fu Sinian, "I'm wondering why I'm so generous and sent you away. As soon as you go out, I regret it."

"I've only been a while, only ten minutes."

Ten minutes are less than ten years for Fu Sinian.

"He's gone?" Fu Sinian asked again.

"I told him, I'm so tired, I'll say something tomorrow."

Fu Sinian smiled, and the scene was consistent with the fantasy.

"You are so strange, you cry and laugh like a woman." Yangyang also joked when he saw Fu Sinian laughing.

"I just think of Phoenix, and I feel a little sad for no reason." Fu Sinian said that he was actually afraid of losing.

"He didn't send you flowers?" Fu Sinian wanted to see if the scene was completely consistent.

"What flowers did he give me?" Yangyang said, "You are so strange, you are afraid of me leaving, and you seem to want me to leave."

"Yangyang, I don't." Fu Sinian said aggrievedly.

"I bought a bottle of red wine in the store when I came up." Yangyang pulled Fu Sinian and walked into the room. On the table, there was a bottle of harvest red wine.

When Fu Sinian saw the familiar wine bottle, he remembered countless sleepless nights. He sat on a low stool with a wine glass and endless longing. In the end, he could only sit next to the computer and open QQ.

"I know you like romance, so I bought a bottle of red wine. Tonight, we will have some wine." Yangyang said, taking out the wine glass and pouring two glasses.

Red wine and beauty are indeed a romantic drama, and Fu Sinian has already begun to be a little intoxicated.

"Sinian, let's cheers." Yangyang picked up the wine glass, touched Fu Sinian for a while, and then poured it all out.

"For a while, I often bought a bottle of wine with Lanlan, and then I finished drinking it." After drinking a cup, Yangyang's eyes began to feel a little confused.

Fu Sinian also drank it all.

"Sinian, why did you ask him if he had sent me flowers? What do you mean?" Yangyang's angry eyes made Fu Sinian feel cumbersome.

Fu Sinian smiled and told Yangyang the torment of burning just now. Yangyang laughed so brightly when he heard this.

"Sinian, if you don't like it, don't let me go. From now on, I won't do anything you don't like, okay?"

The "so" soft, like a sticky honey, hitting Fu Sinian's heart, and Fu Sinian was so soft.

"Cheers, Shinian."

The second cup came, and his face fluttered, and a dizzy look of a camel red.

"Sinian, you really know how to fantasize. Do all men like to fantasize?" Yangyang poured wine into the wine glass and asked leisurely.

"I only know that after the Phoenix, I began to fantasize about you." Fu Sinian shook his head.

"What are you fantasizing about?"

What are you fantasizing about? The one who is wearing a red seedling suit, the one who dances lightly and flies back and smiles all appear in the world he fantasized. He even fantasized her as his lover, holding her hands, kissing her lips, and... Fu Sinian's face was burning like a fire, which was definitely not the stimulation of alcohol.

"Sinian, aren't you drunk? Your face is so cute." Yangyang stretched out his hand and touched Fu Sinian's face, and found that Fu Sinian's face was hot.

Fu Sinian grabbed Yangyang's hand and put it to his mouth. His eyes had a dry desire.

"Sometimes, I have sexual fantasies," Fu Sinian's eyes began to burn like fire.

"Sexual fantasy?" Yangyang could not have imagined Fu Sinian's straightforwardness, and he felt panicked in his heart. He wanted to pull his hand back, but Fu Sinian grabbed it tightly.

Haven’t I also fantasized about tangling with him like a snake? In this matter, there is no difference between women and men, they are all naked desires.

"Many times, in front of me, you are dancing lightly, bright seedling clothes, and light dance steps." Fu Sinian returned to that lonely and long alley.

"That moment really made you so moved?"
Chapter completed!