The little wolf dog of the actor's house

The child thought for a while, and finally nodded emphatically: "Okay, who made me the son of you two!"

Fu Yunyi was overjoyed suddenly: "Good boy, then quickly turn on the front camera and set it to high-definition."

The child shook his head helplessly, clicked on the phone video, got off the bed lightly, and walked to Zhuo Qingfan's bedroom.

Because there are no outsiders in the family, only Xiao Nan and Zhuo Zhenrong live, so Zhuo Qingfan's bedroom door is usually not locked, and can be opened by gently turning the armrest.

Qiao Xiaonan pushed the door open and went in.

The bedside lamp in the bedroom was on, and Zhuo Qingfan lay quietly on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

He was holding a white pillow in his hand.

He sleeps very well, the quilt is covered to the waist, he is lying flat, his legs are long and shoulders wide, his figure is tall and straight, coupled with his deep facial features, and his strong chin, if it weren't for the obtrusive pillow in his hand, he would look like an expensive man. The son fell asleep.

Qiao Xiaonan pushed the phone camera to the position of Zhuo Qingfan's face, and said in a very low voice: "Brother, did you see it?"

Fu Yunyi stared at the quiet and handsome sleeping face on the screen of the mobile phone for a moment, his heart felt hot, and he said in a low voice: "As expected, the longer a year is, the more handsome you will be."

Is it so good to live without him?

The lips become more sexy, the chin is more beautiful, and the eyebrows and eyes are more deep and attractive.

Seduce people, seduce people.

The boy gritted his teeth sullenly, wondering how many people Zhuo Qingfan had seduced intentionally or unintentionally during the year that he hadn't seen each other.

"Brother, have you seen enough?" The child said in a very low voice, "I'm leaving, I'm afraid Dad will wake up."

"Wait a minute." Fu Yunyi quickly returned to his senses, "Xiao Nan, don't leave yet."

The child was helpless: "What else should I do?"

"Move the camera down a little more."

"Okay." Qiao Xiaonan moved the phone down obediently, and the camera slipped from the man's chin to the chest and waist.

Fu Yunyi's eyes darkened, staring at the man's heaving chest.

I haven't seen you for a year, how do you feel that the muscles are more obvious?

The boy's heart trembled, could it be that someone rubbed him?

Impossible, impossible.

Fu Yunyi quickly shook his head, he couldn't help but believe him, Zhuo Qingfan is a very self-loving person, he won't let others touch him, he must have strengthened his training again.

The waist has also become thinner.

The boy's Adam's apple rolled, and he thought feverishly, although it would look more sexy if it was thinner, it would be bad for the body. Zhuo Qingfan's previous waist was actually fine, with high flexibility and health.

The boy frowned and asked, "Xiao Nan, has your father lost weight? Is he tired recently?"

The child pondered for a while and nodded: "It's very tiring. Dad does all kinds of work in the silk and satin shop every day. Like this evening, Dad didn't come back until after nine o'clock. He didn't have time to check my homework."

Fu Yunyi's face darkened: "Did your grandpa ask him to do it? I knew that Zhuo Zhenrong had no good intentions in pushing the silk business to your father. Does he really love your father? Tell him, we don't covet their family. For that little property, we have plenty of money.”

The child sighed: "Grandfather didn't order it, but Dad wanted to do it. Dad said, hurry up."

Fu Yunyi felt sour, why did Zhuo Qingfan keep himself so busy?

Does he feel insecure?

"Brother?" Xiao Nan called him again, "Do you still want to watch?"

Fu Yunyi came back to his senses, glanced at the pillow tightly hugged by the man, frowned and said, "Why does your dad keep hugging this pillow? I saw him hugging it last night."

"Daddy hugs me every day, since he moved into my great-grandfather's house." The child said a little aggrieved, "I slept here last night, and daddy only hugged the pillow, not me."

Fu Yunyi felt a little uncomfortable, "When your father wakes up, tell him not to hug the pillow all the time, it's easy to form a habit."

What should I do if I'm not used to holding him to sleep when he comes back?

He managed to get Zhuo Qingfan used to his embrace, now, do he want to give up this habit to a pillow?

The child nodded: "I see."

Fu Yunyi hummed: "Good."

After a while of silence, the child still couldn't stand up, and whispered: "Brother, it's okay, I want to go back to my room and sleep."

Fu Yunyi pursed his lips, fell silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Nan, can you... lift up your father's pajamas and let me see?"

"Brother." Qiao Xiaonan rolled his eyes, "I'm still a child."

Fu Yunyi suddenly came back to his senses, and coughed lightly: "Yes, yes, yes, you are still a child, this is inappropriate."

"correct."

"That's how it is." Fu Yunyi continued, "Can you secretly put your phone in the bathroom tomorrow? Let me see your dad take a bath, okay?"

"elder brother!"

"I don't mean anything else." Fu Yunyi quickly explained, "My idea is very simple. I just want to see if your dad has lost weight again. I'm worried about his body."

The child asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Yes! Xiao Nan, don't you understand what your brother is like?"

The child curled his lips: "Originally, I understood, but after you asked me for father's bathing and sleeping photos three times, I don't understand."

Feeling guilty for a while, Fu Yunyi clicked his tongue and said, "Mine are very pure. I just want to see his physical condition. Don't think about it, kid."

"Oh." Qiao Xiaonan sighed, "Brother, you still know I'm a child."

"Then it's settled." Fu Yunyi made a final decision, "Tomorrow, help me record the picture of your father showering, and my brother will buy a toy gun and send it to you."

"I want a set." The child's voice was firm, "Not only toy guns, but also dolls with strong bald heads."

"Okay, buy, buy, buy, then don't forget to record it, you know?"

"it is good."

"It's a word."

"It's a word."

The call hangs up.

Looking at the black screen, Fu Yunyi's heart seemed to be empty all of a sudden, the gentleness and smile on his face disappeared without a trace, leaving only the loneliness all over his body.