The little boy is as beautiful as a flower

Zhen Li was surprised by his reply and called, but the voice rang outside the door.He was startled, the door was pushed open, and the man strode in.He sat up with his eyes wide open in shock: "Why are you here?"

Fu Yuhuai smiled slightly, scanned the bedroom furnishings, and replied in a low voice: "I won't answer your phone calls, and I won't reply to your text messages. That kid Xu Wei seems to have been hit hard, so he's on strike with me. I'm worried about you, so I can only do it myself." coming."

Zhen Li received a text message from Xu Wei last night, saying that something happened and he should deal with it at home.He felt that he was hit by Sister Tang, so he didn't ask any more questions.At this moment, after hearing what he said, I was also curious: "Strike? So serious? What's the matter?"

"I don't know. Later, I'll ask."

Zhen wanted to ask now.

He also wanted to know about Miss Tang's situation.

After Xu Wei went to see Sister Tang, something happened.Therefore, there is a high probability that it has something to do with Miss Tang.

He used his mobile phone to call Xu Wei, and the connection was quickly connected there, but the voice was a little noisy, like in a bar, and a voice came from the high-pitched music: "Zhen Li, what's the matter?"

"Where are you now?"

"bar."

"what happened?"

"If the person you like is originally a goddess, suddenly..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

When Zhen Li was hearing the exciting part, he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother: Why did you hang up all of a sudden?What is behind his words?Could it be the physique of a female man after seeing Sister Tang's goddess mask?

No.

Xu Wei saw the physique of a male god under the appearance of a goddess.

sky!Tang Mo is a man.

He thought again that after the confession that night, Tang Mo directly pulled his hand under his crotch - under the loose taekwondo uniform, there was a big bird entangled, which scared him out of his wits and directly doubted his life.

sky!The goddess he fell in love with for the first time turned into a god in seconds.

Reality can't be too harsh.

Especially now, the male god snatched his mobile phone, his face was cold: "Are you drunk?"

Xu Wei shook his head: "No."

Most people who say they are not drunk are drunk.

In particular, his main job as a big fool is to drive for Fu Yuhuai, and he usually doesn't drink at all.So the amount of alcohol can be imagined.

Tang Mo looked at his black face hidden under the colorful lights, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes: "If you don't have one, don't do anything wrong to me." He was originally working in the company, but this big fool threatened to call him up.

Xu Wei didn't answer, and turned to ask the bartender for a drink.

The bartender ignored him and was admiring the beauty.

Tang Mo is wearing a white V-neck chiffon shirt today, paired with a pair of black slim-fit trousers. He is capable and intellectual. His long wine-red hair falls down, and his flaming red lips are glamorous.

"A whiskey, please."

His voice was clear and cold.

Falling into the ears of the bartender, I felt that this woman's voice was deep, unique and alluring.

Xu Wei was also teased, pushed the whiskey on the table to him, half-closed his drunken eyes and said drunken words: "Why are you a man? Why do you like men?" is advantageous.So, I added another sentence: "Then you like me. I, I am also a man."

The bartender on the side was surprised: "What? So this is a big guy in women's clothing?"

The big guy in women's clothing flipped through Xu Wei's cell phone, and was relieved to make sure that the drunk man hadn't revealed his identity to Zhen Li.He picked up the whiskey in front of him and drained it, but felt that his previous actions were stupid.Zhen Li doesn't love him, Zhen Li drives him away, Zhen Li has another man... He's still here to protect his identity...

it is ridiculous.

Because of his status, he didn't dare to go any further with him!

I thought that being a girl would be helpful, but unfortunately, it's a cocoon.

Poor and hateful self.

If possible, he shouldn't switch identities with his sister.

Endless regret tugged at his heart.

Tang Mo drank several glasses of whiskey in a row, Xu Wei hugged his arm like a human Tibetan mastiff.It's a bit annoying.He didn't like the man.The thought of Fu Yuhuai's person made him even more annoyed and wanted to kick him out.He pulled his arm down and looked at him smirking at himself, wanting to roll his eyes.

But on second thought, could his current feelings towards Xu Wei be the same as Zhen Li's feelings towards him?

Zhen Li also annoyed him and kicked him out.

Like a stray dog.

Tang Mo's heart was dripping with blood, and his eyes were slightly red.He drank a few more glasses of wine in a row, and helped the drunk Xu Wei to go out.Men are too heavy, shit, as heavy as a pig.He didn't hold on to one of them, so he knelt down and sat on the ground, hugging his thigh and not letting go.All in all, it's ugly.

Fu Yuhuai was also ugly.

Because Zhen Li noticed that he had a bump on his forehead, at first he was far away, and under the cover of his bangs, he didn't see it, but when he walked over and sat on the bed, he could see it clearly.He frowned, half distressed, half curious: "What's going on? Who beat you?"

Old Zhen.

A 30-year-old man was also hit on the forehead with a cane, which can be said to be ugly.

Fu Yuhuai didn't say much, but simply replied: "I accidentally bumped into the wall."

Zhen Li didn't believe it: "Are you so careless?"

"People are always careless."

This reason cannot be refuted for a while.

Zhen Li didn't say much, bent his knees and moved closer, pushed his forehead away, and blew to him: "Huhu—does it still hurt?"

It was rare for Fu Yuhuai to see him so gentle and caring, his heart was so warm that it was about to melt.He lowered his head and got closer, suppressed a smile and lied, "It hurts. You can blow it off."

"Hmm. Huhu—"

Zhen Li blew it again and said: "Be careful when you walk in the future, you are such an adult, you can still bump into the wall, you are capable."

"okay, I get it."

Just as he finished speaking, the bedroom door rang twice.

Aunt Song opened the door and walked in, holding an ice cube in one hand and a towel in the other.She looked at the person who was very close to the bed, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, right? Our master didn't hit your head on purpose. Come on, apply ice."

This dismantling is embarrassing.

Zhen Li was stunned for a while before covering her mouth and laughing: "You saw my grandfather? Haha, he knocked this bag?"

Reality is always unsatisfactory.

Fu Yuhuai, whose lie was exposed, had a stiff face, and coughed unnaturally: "Actually, I expected to be subjected to this crutch."

Zhen Li's eyes overflowed with a smile, and raised his eyebrows, waiting for the next sentence: "And then?"

Fu Yuhuai, who was still trying to add drama to himself, sighed in a low voice: "I kidnapped his favorite grandson, it doesn't matter if he gets beaten. It's worth it anyway."

"Where is it worth it, it is clearly earned."

Aunt Song who was at the side heard his words, left them behind, and left angrily with ice cubes.

Master really should hit more.

Zhen Li looked at Aunt Song who was leaving, and said with a smirk, "You are hated by Aunt Song again. I think you will be beaten up."

Fu Yuhuai saw him happy, with a bright and beautiful smile, and she also dispersed because of the unhappiness at home.

He didn't answer Zhen Li's call at first because Fu Hua came to his villa at that time.On the second day of his 60th birthday, he came to his villa to make a big noise, and babbled for half an hour for his incomprehension, non-going, and even filial piety.After he invites the person out and calls Zhen Li again, he won't answer.He texted and didn't reply.He was worried, so he came over in person.In the end, Mr. Zhen knew he was coming, so he let him go, without saying a word, he hit his head with a cane.

He didn't dare to hide, thinking about his thoughts.

Since Mr. Zhen is willing to beat him, it means facing the younger generation.

He is willing to be a qualified junior.

It's just that he was knocked on the head after showing his favor, but it still didn't work.

Fu Yuhuai thought about it, raised his eyes, looked at the snickering person, and sighed helplessly: "Everyone in your family is hard to please."

Zhen Li nodded, put his arms around his neck, kissed his forehead, and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "In comparison, I'm the easiest to please. Right?"

Correct.

He's an easy guy to please.

Fu Yuhuai hugged him with a smile, touched and kissed him, clinging to him for a while, and wanted to go further, but the door was pushed open again.

Aunt Song came in with a friendly face and a smile: "Young master, old doctor Shao sent some things for you."

Zhen Xuan lived in a nursing home for many years, and now she left without taking many things with her, so Shao Chengchun had to send them to Zhen's manor.

Zhen Li was very curious about what his father had left behind, so he didn't care about Fu Yuhuai, so he jumped out of bed and ran outside.

"Be careful, don't fall."

Fu Yuhuai reminded that Zhen Li had already run out.

In the living room downstairs, several men in orange overalls carried a large cardboard box, and inside the cardboard box were rolls of painting scrolls or oil materials.He opened a few scrolls at random, and inside were oil paintings, or the valuable oil paintings that Fu Yuhuai browsed online not long ago.Zhen Li glanced a few times at that time, and still had some impressions.So, how are these oil paintings here?

Zhen Li was a little confused: "This is...is this left by Dad?"

Old Doctor Shao stood beside him, nodded and said, "Yes, this is the work your father painted over the years. Don't you know the young master? Master Zhen Xuan is the oil painting master Wang Xuan."

Zhen Li didn't know.

He knew too little about his father.

Looking at his exquisite and gorgeous oil paintings, he was amazed and admiring: "My father...is amazing."

"That's right. Young Master Zhen's condition was too bad when he first entered the nursing home. However, his heart was very strong. He walked out of the shadows by himself, and even picked up a paintbrush. He often sat and painted for a day, as if he was possessed."

Zhen Li listened carefully, walked up, touched the painting, feeling proud and full of ambition in his heart.He must be a good and firm man like his father.

Seeing him immersed in the oil painting, Old Doctor Shao suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "I almost forgot, your father left you a birthday present when he left—" He said, walked to the side of the big cardboard box to find An oil painting that has been mosaiced and wrapped.

Open it, and the painting shows a black off-road vehicle under the blue sky and white clouds. Standing on the roof is a boy in white clothes, with shiny silver hair, who is pulling an erhu with his eyes closed.

The color of the painting is fresh and beautiful, and there is a line of small characters next to it: youth is like a song, and the years are wanton.

Father's wish?

Does this picture, the familiar scene, also mean that he has been paying attention to him?

Zhen Li took the painting and thought about it deeply.

Old doctor Shao came here this time, mostly to send Fu Yuhuai's oil paintings.After they all moved into the living room, they took people away.When parting, remind me: "Young master, these works are very excellent and precious, and must be preserved carefully."

It must be well preserved.

For nothing else, it was left to him by his father.

"I will."

He responded heavily, and then arranged for the maid to put the painting into his study.

"This way, a little higher, a little to the right, be careful, hang it up..."

Fu Yuhuai has been standing beside him silently, watching him command like a military advisor, unable to tell what it feels like.Zhen Li is loved by many people, he is born to be favored by fate.So many people love him, he is happy for him and yet jealous.He hoped that Zhen Li would only love him, so that Zhen Li would only have him in his heart.

How greedy!

Greedy Fu Yuhuai watched as Zhen Li suddenly turned back to the bedroom, took out his mobile phone from the bed and made a call. The "beep beep" sound lasted for a long time, but no one answered.He frowned, walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhen Li frowned, his eyes full of puzzlement: "Why doesn't my father answer my phone? Since he sent such a thing, and even made a drawing for me as a birthday present, then he loves me, so why doesn't he always answer?" Are you willing to answer my calls? Why don't you reply to my text messages?"