The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Zhuo Qingfan suddenly felt anxious, and hurried to the boy's side and said, "Xiao Yi, you can't do this, you're already an adult, you have to understand this kind of thing, or you'll suffer."

Fu Yunyi remained silent with a cold face.

Zhuo Qingfan sighed, held the boy's hand worriedly and said, "When you grow up like you, what woman wouldn't want to tear you apart after seeing you, you don't understand anything, you will be deceived."

Fu Yunyi looked down at the man who was holding his hand tightly, his forehead twitched, and he flung him away and said, "Don't worry, I'm not as dirty as you, messing around with others!"

Although the chat was still tense, Zhuo Qingfan felt a little relaxed in his heart.

Time does change a person a lot, but no matter how long a person's essence and inner being is, the shadow of the past will still remain.

He seemed to vaguely see the five or six-year-old Fu Yunyi again, that very stubborn kid who would always stick to one thing and stick to it till the end.

He's changed, but he hasn't changed.

"Understood." Fu Yunyi rubbed his wrist and said coldly, "I'll keep the ring for you, so you don't have to think about it."

Zhuo Qingfan sighed: "If you want to wear it, you can keep it, but take good care of it."

A look of surprise flashed in the boy's eyes, as if he didn't expect Zhuo Qingfan to compromise so easily.

"Then..." Fu Yunyi pointed to the contract, "Then sign the contract."

Zhuo Qingfan said seriously: "I still want to say a few more words, the ring was given by a very important old friend, I'm handing it over to you now, for you to keep temporarily, you can't..."

"I see." Fu Yunyi interrupted him impatiently, took a pen from the table and handed it over, "Hurry up and sign!"

a week later.

Zhuo Qingfan prepaid his three-month annual leave with the academy leaders, and joined the crew with Fu Yunyi.

"Here." Fu Yunyi opened the door, walked into the spacious room with a cold face, raised his chin and said, "This is the room prepared for you by the group."

Zhuo Qingfan came in with the suitcase, looked around in surprise and said, "It's too big, it can accommodate two or three people."

Fu Yunyi took off his sunglasses and threw them on the coffee table, turned around and sat on the sofa and said, "You see, follow me, there is meat to eat."

Zhuo Qingfan's forehead twitched, and he cursed himself that he shouldn't talk too much, well, let this little bastard look down on him again.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yunyi felt displeasure in his heart. He stood up abruptly, strode towards the man and snatched the suitcase from his hand, and said coldly: "Did you hear what I said? Follow me obediently from now on, no Let you suffer."

Zhuo Qingfan's forehead turned blue: "Can you stop talking like I'm your love interest?"

Fu Yunyi was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, and he suddenly cursed in a low voice: "Shameless old bastard!" After cursing, he turned and went into the bathroom.

Zhuo Qingfan couldn't help laughing when he saw his panicked back.

No matter how bad he behaved, his brother, who had been separated for many years, was still a little kid who couldn't help being teased.

Zhuo Qingfan was reading on the sofa, the bathroom was buzzing, and Fu Yunyi was taking a shower.

According to Zhuo Qingfan's memory, Fu Yunyi seemed to love bathing very much. When he was eight or nine years old, he started taking baths once in the morning and once in the evening.

At that time, his mother still regarded this child as a model, scolding him every day for being seven or eight years older than others, and no one likes a child to be clean.

Zhuo Qingfan was reading a psychology book, and happened to turn to a page that explained the psychology of taking a bath.

"The child who loves to take a bath is sensitive and fragile, and has extremely low self-esteem... Tch." Zhuo Qingfan threw the book in his hand to the corner of the sofa.

What kind of broken book, and extremely low self-esteem?

That kid's arrogant eyes almost grow to the top of his head, okay?

Zhuo Qingfan raised his hand and looked at his watch. After realizing that Fu Yunyi had been in the bathroom for nearly an hour, he finally couldn't help standing up, walked to the bathroom door, knocked on the glass door and said, "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi?"

"What?" the boy replied impatiently.

"Don't stay inside for too long." Zhuo Qingfan said in a deep voice, "Now it's summer, just rush down. You'll get bored if you keep inside."

"I see."

Not long after, Zhuo Qingfan heard the faucet in the bathroom turned off.

The boy pushed the door out wearing a bathrobe, Zhuo Qingfan didn't expect him to be so fast, he didn't dodge and bumped into him.

Their eyes collided.

Zhuo Qingfan sighed in his heart.

What a little hibiscus out of water.

The boy's eyes, which were originally moist and clear, were made more passionate by the heat. He had a small fair face, bright red and beautiful like the morning glow, and his light-colored lips were plump and tender.

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes were straightened, and it took him a long time to say: "You really cast the wrong baby."

If this is a little girl, it may be so overwhelming and a disaster for the country and the people.

Fu Yunyi's eyes flashed, he suddenly pushed away the man's shoulders, pulled the belt of the bathrobe and said coldly: "Who the hell cast the wrong baby? He's almost thirty and not as tall as me."

Zhuo Qingfan felt depressed, and felt that he should talk to him about his height.

"Xiao Yi, what you said is wrong. My height is the perfect male height standard, 1.8 meters. This is the yardstick that many men pursue. You are like you. I have just passed eighteen, and my height is 1.8 meters. Well, it's actually very abnormal..."

Fu Yunyi didn't speak, but leaned against the bathroom door, crossed his arms and watched the man's anxious rebuttal with a pale face.

"Besides, height is not a matter of masculinity. Although I am not as tall as you, in terms of masculinity, am I better than you..."

Zhuo Qingfan couldn't continue, he looked up at the human in front of him and said, "Why are you staring at me all the time?"

Fu Yunyi raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Not only the height, but also bigger than you when I take it out."

With a sound of coaxing, Zhuo Qingfan's shame suddenly exploded, and no man could stand such a comparison and provocation.

"Don't speak so loudly, kid!" the man growled.

Fu Yunyi approached him step by step.

Looking at the boy's rolling eyes, Zhuo Qingfan felt his body go stiff and couldn't move at all.

Finally, when their chests collided, Fu Yunyi leaned into the man's ear and whispered: "Brother, when I was eight years old, I seemed to be about the same size as you..."

Zhuo Qingfan shuddered suddenly, this sentence was of course not true.

But exaggeration is a bit exaggerated, but there is still some factual basis.

Since he was a child, he discovered that Fu Yunyi was a talented boy. When he helped him take a bath, he marveled from the bottom of his heart.

This child must grow up to be an existence that should not be underestimated.

But they didn't expect that one day they would fall into an embarrassing situation compared to their size.

This little kid was already very talented when he was young, so when he grows up, he should...

Zhuo Qingfan was suddenly discouraged, and suddenly felt that if it was really a comparison, he really didn't have the confidence to win Fu Yunyi.

"Have you finished your bath?" Zhuo Qingfan changed the subject with a look of embarrassment, "Go back to your room as soon as you're done, I'm going to take a bath and get ready for bed."

Fu Yunyi took two steps back, tied the bathrobe strap again, and said casually: "Where else can I go, this is my room."

Zhuo Qingfan suddenly widened his eyes: "What did you say?"

Fu Yunyi looked up: "I said, this is my room."

Zhuo Qingfan pointed to his nose: "Then where do I live?"

"Live here too."

"Xiao Yi!" Zhuo Qingfan let out a long breath, tried to calm himself down, and said earnestly, "I know you haven't received any formal sex education, but you should understand that everyone has their own Privacy, how inconvenient it is for the two of us to live together..."

"What are we men afraid of?" Fu Yunyi interrupted him.

Zhuo Qingfan was speechless.

Fu Yunyi said lightly: "Are you afraid that I will affect your masturbation at night?"

Zhuo Qingfan's face turned blue, and it took him a long time to say: "Don't you understand?"

"Tch---" Fu Yunyi raised his head, his eyes were cold, "There's nothing I don't understand, I just don't bother to do it, that's all."

Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "Then the two of us can't sleep on the same bed."

"Old thing, you think beautifully!"

Looking at the pretty face in front of him, Zhuo Qingfan really had the illusion that he wanted to be beautiful.

"Then how do we sleep?"

"There are two beds in the bedroom, you didn't see them." Fu Yunyi said coldly.

"Oh." Zhuo Qingfan looked embarrassed, "Alright then."

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Fu Yunyi changed his clothes and went out to discuss the script with the director, while Zhuo Qingfan went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Just as he was about to get his bathrobe, the phone in the waterproof bag hanging on the hook suddenly rang.

"Hey?"

While unbuttoning his shirt, the man held his phone to his ear to answer the call.

"Qingfan." Fu Yiheng's anxious voice came from the phone.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Where are you now?"

"Eh..." Zhuo Qingfan looked around, thought for a while and said, "I'm on vacation."