The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

     Busy days always go by quickly.

    Tang Zhou has been on a roll for several months, and it was not until the sales report for the first quarter after he took over Huayue that he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Although the data is not very good-looking, the first step after Huayue's "rebirth" has been steady.

    He can finally take a breather.

    At this time, Zheng Qiuyi and Tang Zhen's marriage also came to an end.

    Tang Zhen cheated in marriage, and all the money spent on Tang Tianyang's mother and son was the common property of the husband and wife. Zheng Qiuyi did not hesitate at all, not only successfully divorced, but also received a large amount of compensation.

    Compensation may not be a big deal for Tang Zhen before he was dismissed, but he is now a homeless man, and Mr. Tang restricts his consumption. Once the money is lost, he will have little left.

    Not only that, the old man did not agree with him marrying Tang Tianyang's mother, and even his teaching to Tang Tianyang was not as diligent as before.

    Obviously still angry about the "brother-in-law".

    Tang Tianyang has always been obedient and obedient in front of Tang Zhihua.

    —could coax so many beautiful girls, coaxing an old man easily.

    Tang Zhihua is old.

    Once a person gets old, it is easy to become confused, and he prefers his grandchildren to Chenghuan’s knees.

    As time passed, Tang Zhihua's dissatisfaction with Tang Tianyang gradually faded.

    After all, the surname Tang is not the same as a woman with a foreign surname.

    Tang Zhen has been abandoned, and Tang Zhou made up his mind not to return to Tang's house. Tang Zhihua had no other choice but to pull Tang Tianyang and let him have more contact with the company's affairs.

    In the second half of September, the weather turns cooler.

    Fu Shen walked out of the teaching building and saw Zheng Qiuyi again.

    Before Liang Chen and the others asked, Fu Shen said, "You go back first."

    When Liang Chen and the three of them walked away, Fu Shen looked at the man: "I'm in a hurry."

    "Nearby so it won't take too long."

    Fu Shen followed him to the cafe, the same one from last time.

    Zheng Qiuyi waited for him to take his seat, and said gently, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

    Fu Shen was silent.

    Zheng Qiuyi: "The 10th of next month is Ah Zhou's birthday, you know?"

    "Hmm."

    "I want to cook him a meal myself before I leave. Don't worry, he won't let him know."

    The woman's eyes were full of pleading.

    Fu Shen was unmoved: "I'm sorry, I'm not him, I can't make decisions for him. I won't lie to him."

    Zheng Qiuyi's eyes were slightly red: "Really not?"

    "You can ask him yourself."

    Fu Shen got up, "I have to go back to cook, sorry."

    Walk cleanly.

    He thought it was funny. The next time I cook in person is just to make up for my regrets, but I don't ask Tang Zhou's meaning.

    When Tang Zhou came back from get off work, he saw the warm lights in the living room and smelled the aroma of vegetables wafting from the kitchen. Everything was full of the taste of home.

    The fatigue of the day is instantly dissipated.

    He secretly ran to the kitchen and tried to scare him while Fu Shen was not paying attention, but before he stretched out his hand, Fu Shen turned around and held a chicken wing to his mouth.

    "Try it."

    Tang Zhou: “…”

    Obviously took a bite, "Delicious."

    “How delicious?”

    Tang Zhou: “…”

    He was desperately digging rainbow farts in his mind, Fu Shen lowered his head and said, "Then I will try it too."

    Tang Zhou nodded, as it should be.

    In the next second, the whole person froze.

    Fu Shen licked the sauce on his lips very naturally, and after a while, he smiled: "It's too sweet."

    Tang Zhou couldn't care what this man said, he only remembered the fleeting softness on his lips just now.

    For so many days, this is the first time he kisses Fu Shen!

    In the past few months, Fu Shen has been doing his best for Shenlan. Both of them are focused on work, and have not been together for a long time.

    Tang Zhou originally wanted to rub the bed again tonight, but was first held up by Fu Shen.

    My lips are numb, my mind is empty, and I feel dizzy, so I can only stand there.

    Seeing the sweet porridge turned into silly porridge, Fu Shen couldn't help laughing, his eyebrows were unbelievably handsome, and Tang Zhou's heart was pounding.

    "Let's eat." Fu Shen touched his head, awakening the sluggish young man.

    Tang Zhou was eating without thinking, when he heard Fu Shen say bluntly, "Ms. Zheng came to me."

    "What is she doing to you?!" Tang Zhou asked with a frown.

    Fu Shen said that if he would not hide it, he would not hide it, and told Tang Zhou exactly what Zheng Qiuyi said.

    No matter what Tang Zhou thought, Fu Shen felt that he should be told to prepare him mentally.

    Otherwise, who knows if Zheng Qiuyi will do anything else to scare Tang Zhou.

    "She also looked for me before." Tang Zhou was silent for a moment, and told Fu Shen what Zheng Qiuyi said a few months ago.

    Fu Shen lowered his face, "So you were shaken?"

    "...A little." Tang Zhou lowered his eyes, "If someone could help you, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

    "I don't need it." Fu Shen took his hand and said very seriously, "I'm even glad I carried it alone, otherwise I wouldn't have met you."

    Tang Zhou nodded, "I know, you are very powerful."

    So he didn't agree in the end.

     "However, when she said that, she probably wanted to transfer the property under her name to you."

    It is very convenient to find a professional manager, Zheng Qiuyi does not need to do this.

    She probably really wanted to make up for something, but she was afraid of Tang Zhou's rejection, so she deliberately borrowed his childhood experience to try to impress Tang Zhou.

    Tang Zhou shook his head, "I don't need it."

    If there is no Fu Shen, he may still have some expectations for "mother's love". But now that he has Fu Shen, he no longer needs other superfluous self-righteous love.

    Thinking of something, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Shen: "What about you? Have you thought of a gift?"

    Fu Shen also confessed: "Xiaobai said he didn't want to sleep alone, so I'll find him a companion. After a year, he can have a baby."

    Tang Zhou was amused by him: "After that, my room will be reserved for them to have babies, okay?"

    Fu Shen refused: "The cat is in heat, and it's not yet time."

    “…”

    Failed to ask for sleep, Tang Zhou dipped in the rice.

    The mood is not smooth, and the meal is not fragrant.

    Fu Shen coaxed: "Want to see later, how Xiaobai's companion was born."

    Tang Zhou's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

    "But then, isn't he a few months younger than Xiaobai?"

    Fu Shen couldn't help laughing, "Baby, age doesn't matter."

    Tang Zhou: “…”

    Yes, Fu Shen is two years younger than him.

    After taking a shower, Tang Zhou rushed to Fu Shen's room.

    Fu Shen was already leaning on the bed, the ball of thread rolled on one side, he held the crochet hook and focused on filling the doll's body.

    The soft light of the wall lamp diffuses on his side face, the whole person is unbelievably gentle, and he looks like a "good wife and good mother" with a crochet needle in his hand, which makes Tang Zhou have a subtle satisfaction sense.

    Tang Zhou got into the bed, leaned beside him, looked at it for a while, and pondered: "It's not difficult to watch."

    Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, "Come and try."

    Tang Zhou took it over and learned Fu Shen's gestures, but couldn't play it.

    Obviously it looks very simple, but if you really do it yourself, your mind is full of mush.

    Although the weave is messy, it can't stop his hands from looking good, as white and delicate as jade.

    Fu Shen took him in his arms, held two cold jades, and taught him how to crochet.

    Tang Zhou smiled, "The one you found for Xiaobai is brown."

    "Well, don't like brown?"

    "No, it's beautiful."

    The two found joy in knitting dolls and never tire of it.

    About half an hour later, Tang Zhou's hands were sore and he gave up: "Tired."

    Fu Shen put Xiao Zong aside, squeezed his hand and massaged gently.

    Tang Zhou's body became cold as soon as autumn entered. He leaned on Fu Shen's chest and was very envious: "You are so hot."

    "It's pretty hot."

    Fu Shen's chest was against Tang Zhou's back, and the scorching temperature and the vibration of his voice quickly struck his heart along Tang Zhou's spine.

    He turned his head slightly, looked at Fu Shen's sharp jawline, and said in a very soft voice, "I'm a little cold."

    Fu Shen paused, shaking his hand harder.

    "Sleep."

    He took Tang Zhou to lie down, hugged the person who was afraid of cold in his arms, and turned off the lights.

    The dark room was silent, Tang Zhou rested on Fu Shen's arm, slightly forward, he could touch his warm chest.

    He opened his eyes, waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and drew the outline of Fu Shen's face through the faint neon outside the window.

    "Fu Shen." He called quietly.

    Fu Shen was silent.

    Tang Zhou laughed, his voice raised again, "Fu Shen."

    Soft and sweet.

    Fu Shen still stood his ground.

    Tang Zhou approached him slowly, his lips were no more than a piece of paper away.

    "Brother."

    A cluster of sparks drifted to Fu Shen's heart with the wind, and it ignited a raging fire.

    As if returning to the busy street that night, Tang Sansui, who was drunk, was coaxed by him and called out "Brother", and unsurprisingly broke the taut string.

    Fu Shen opened his eyes and suddenly pressed the person under him.

    "Baby."

    He placed a kiss on Tang Zhou's forehead.

    "Baby."

    This time it's the eyes.

    "Baby."

    The tip of the nose.

    He stopped, his eyes shone amazingly in the dark.

    Tang Zhou looked back at him without showing weakness.

    When the lips just met, their minds were empty, how could they remember any skills, and they completely followed their instincts.

    This time it was much more intense than the light kiss in the kitchen.

    Fu Shen, who is no longer repressed, shows complete dominance and strength. He held the young man tightly in his arms, not allowing him to escape in the slightest.

    It was a gentle temptation at first, and it gradually evolved into a fierce confrontation like a siege.

    But even so, Fu Shen just put his hands behind Tang Zhou's head, sticking to his bottom line.

    Tang Zhou was so kissed that he almost breathed out. When Fu Shen finally let him go, he was able to breathe. He was like a dehydrated fish, paralyzed on the bed and motionless.

    "Farewell tonight." Tang Zhou finally sensed a hint of danger.

    Seeing someone's ferocity, he indented into the turtle shell.

    Fu Shen leaned on his neck, slowly calming the madness in his heart, he raised his head after a long while, and said in a low voice, "You go to sleep first, I'll go to the bathroom."

    Tang Zhou blushed: "Oh."

    When Fu Shen entered the bathroom, Tang Zhou grabbed the quilt and covered his head.

    I feel sorry for Fu Shen.

    He lit the fire, but let him put it out.

    After waiting for a while, Fu Shen didn't come out. Tang Zhou was a little sleepy, and fell asleep in his wild thoughts.

    Fu Shen took a cold shower after resolving his physical problems before returning to his room.

    He stood beside the bed and waited for the coolness to dissipate before getting on the bed gently.

    As soon as he lay down, the young man who was already asleep turned over spontaneously and rolled into his arms.

    Fu Shen laughed silently, lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair.

    Sweet.