The little wolf dog of the actor's house

However, he has never entered his room so naturally, and it is even more impossible to hug him to sleep, nor to tell him a story.

actually.......

Say there is no difference, there is still a difference.

In Zhuo Qingfan's heart, he and Qiao Xiaonan would still love Qiao Xiaonan more.

Who made Qiao Xiaonan a child, and such a small and fragile child, Zhuo Qingfan always loved the weaker one more.

If he were ten years younger now, and turned into seven or eight years old, maybe Zhuo Qingfan would pay more attention to him.

It's just...he's grown up now.

He can no longer rely on his own weakness to win his attention.

Since you can't rely on your weakness, you can only grab it with strength.

The boy's eyes darkened, he looked at the person on the bed, and walked over with his long legs.

Walking to the bedside, Fu Yunyi bent down and carefully picked up the child.

"Hmm..." The child frowned and snorted in confusion.

"Good boy." Fu Yunyi patted Qiao Xiaonan on the shoulder and said softly, "My brother will take you to a more comfortable place to sleep."

After speaking, the boy hugged the child and walked out of the bedroom with his long legs.

Fu Yunyi put Qiao Xiaonan on his big bed, carefully covered him with the quilt, then lowered his head and kissed the child's forehead, and said in a low voice, "I didn't mean to disturb you on purpose, but your father is mine, who knows?" You can’t rob me, and neither can you.”

After finishing speaking, Fu Yunyi got up and left the bedroom.

Zhuo Qingfan was still sleeping.

He seems very tired.

That's right, he has been arranging travel plans for the past few days.

He was always afraid that Xiao Nan would not have enough fun with him.

In his eyes, this trip is not for himself, one is to make Qiao Xiaonan happy, and the other is to relax him.

Zhuo Qingfan is like this, the way he loves you is to do anything for you unconditionally.

Makes you feel sore and distressed.

Fu Yunyi sighed slightly, took off his slippers, bent over to get on the bed, lay on the spot where Qiao Xiaonan had been lying just now, pulled Zhuo Qingfan's arm over his waist, and made a gesture of the two of them embracing each other.

"Brother." Fu Yunyi rubbed the man's chest and whispered dreamily, "I love you."

Zhuo Qingfan dared to say these three words from his heart only when he was asleep.

The clock ticked.

The room was very quiet, Fu Yunyi leaned on the man's chest, listened to his beating heartbeat, and fell asleep very peacefully.

An hour later, the sunlight through the curtains penetrated into the eyelids, Zhuo Qingfan's eyelashes trembled, he woke up from his sleep in a daze, and subconsciously hugged Qiao Xiaonan's waist.

However, I didn't know if I didn't hug her, I was startled when I hugged her, the originally soft waist in my arms suddenly turned into a hard, thin, muscular waist.

"Ah!" Zhuo Qingfan shuddered suddenly, and after a cry of surprise, he quickly pushed the person away and retreated.

Seeing a big change in the morning, this kind of excitement, I have never experienced it, I don't know how sour it is.

"Hmm." Fu Yunyi was pushed to the side by him, opened his eyes, and asked confusedly and innocently, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?!" Zhuo Qingfan's expression changed and he yelled, "I still want to ask you what's wrong? What are you doing on my bed in the morning? Where's Xiao Nan! Where did you take him?"

"Brother." Fu Yunyi frowned aggrievedly, "Xiao Nan is also my child, would I still harm him? I carried him to my room."

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flickered and he said hastily: "I didn't say you would harm Xiao Nan, I meant...I mean why did you suddenly run onto my bed?"

"Is this strange?" Fu Yunyi raised his eyebrows, "You can hug Xiaonan to sleep, why can't you hug me?"

Zhuo Qingfan scratched his hair in despair: "How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? Can you two be the same?"

Fu Yunyi snorted: "What's the difference? It's just that you take him more seriously than me."

"Nonsense!" Zhuo Qingfan roared, "When will I..."

"Father, brother." The childish voice came from outside the bedroom door.

Qiao Xiaonan was wearing white pajamas, staring at the two of them with big black eyes.

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned for a moment and turned around: "Xiao Nan..."

"Why are you arguing again?" The child couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. He clenched his fists, lowered his head, and mumbled sadly with lowered eyes. Noisy, we have to separate..."

Zhuo Qingfan's forehead twitched: "No, we are..."

"Xiao Nan was wrong." Fu Yunyi said suddenly, "Father and brother didn't quarrel."

"Why didn't you quarrel?" The child raised his head and pouted unhappily, "I heard you two roaring in the next room."

"Really not, look." As he said that, Fu Yunyi suddenly leaned over, kissed the man on the side of the cheek and said, "We were chatting just now, but the voice was a little louder. Impossible to kiss daddy, right?"

Xiao Nan frowned in confusion: "Really?"

"of course."

"Then you two kiss again."

Fu Yunyi frowned, and said in his heart, good son, you are really sensible.

"Okay." Fu Yunyi responded with a smile, turned to look at Zhuo Qingfan, and leaned over to kiss again without saying a word.

"Hey." Zhuo Qingfan raised his hand to cover the boy's shoulder, gritted his teeth, "Enough is enough."

"Brother." Fu Yunyi held the man's hand and said softly, "It's all for the sake of the child, bear with it."

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced at the expectant child who was standing aside with bright eyes, fell silent for a while, sighed silently, and slowly lowered his hands.

That look was like a beauty who was forced to endure humiliation.

But what Zhuo Qingfan didn't know was that the more he put on this look, the more furious Fu Yunyi became.