The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"I saw you hugging a woman on the street, and I saw that woman limp into a ball, bah! Shameless! It's like something blushing, you two are doing that kind of thing at a glance!"

"What are we doing?" Zhuo Qingfan was confused.

"Shameless thing!"

"What kind of logic is this..." The man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "In your eyes, that's what you do when you hug one another?"

"Yes!" Fu Yunyi nodded, his eyes were cold, "You are no longer clean."

Zhuo Qingfan suffered a [-]-point blow to his heart. Those who have never experienced this huge sense of loss caused by being suddenly despised by his younger brother who had always admired him before would not understand.

Zhuo Qingfan couldn't believe it: "Xiao Yi, how could you say that about me?"

Fu Yunyi turned his face away: "Don't use this, old man, you are no longer pure!"

Zhuo Qingfan's heart was full of smoldering flames, and his rationality told him that the topic could be ended at this point, with a child who didn't understand anything, there was no need to tell him whether he was pure or not.

However, reason is one thing, and the irritability that cannot be resolved in the heart is another.

Zhuo Qingfan couldn't bear it.

"How can you trust me?" The man sat on the sofa, staring at the person next to him and asked.

"Oh." Fu Yunyi sneered, "I still don't understand? You are already dirty in my heart, I don't believe you anymore."

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyes and muttered: "Are you really going to force me to use that method to prove my innocence?"

Fu Yunyi's eyebrows twitched, he stared at the man and said, "What way?"

Zhuo Qingfan sighed, raised his hand to unbutton the collar of his shirt.

"Hello." Fu Yunyi stared at the man's slender fingers as if he couldn't move his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Zhuo Qingfan didn't speak, just unbuttoned his buttons one by one.

Every time he unbuttoned one, Fu Yunyi's eyes moved down an inch until the man unbuttoned all the shirt buttons, Fu Yunyi's eyes fixed on his lower abdomen and said in a daze: "What are you doing?"

Zhuo Qingfan gritted his teeth and opened his shirt, revealing his firm belly and beautiful muscle lines.

Fu Yunyi's eyes couldn't move at all. He stared fiercely at the man's abdominal muscles, as if he could see a flower, his eyes were gloomy, and his shoulders were tense.

"See clearly?" Zhuo Qingfan said softly.

The boy's eyes slid from the lower abdomen to the chest, staring at the chest muscles, his Adam's apple rolled and said: "See what?"

"Am I innocent!"

"How can this be seen?"

"Why can't you see it?"

The boy lowered his eyes, fixed his pupils motionlessly on his sturdy chest and said, "I can't see it. Anyway, you know for sure whether you did that kind of thing or not."

"What number do I have!" Zhuo Qingfan raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "It seems that you still don't understand, let me tell you, if you have sex with a girl, no matter how lightly you move, your body will stay a little traces, such as hickey marks, scratch marks, etc.!"

Fu Yunyi's eyes darkened: "Really?"

"Yes!" Zhuo Qingfan straightened his shoulders, "Do you see that I am clean? This means that I am innocent."

"Not necessarily?" The boy glanced down, and his voice was hoarse and unreasonable, "Who knows if there are any traces under you..."

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned for a moment, then stood up from the sofa with a livid face, while buttoning up his shirt, he said coldly

"Believe it or not, anyway, the woman you saw has nothing to do with me. I was passing by that KTV. She was drunk. I thought she was alone and couldn't even walk, so I kindly helped her After a while, after 10 minutes without support, the mother came to pick it up, and nothing happened to us!"

Fu Yunyi's tense face relaxed slightly.

He believed in Zhuo Qingfan. If this person did something like that, he wouldn't be afraid to admit it. Besides, he didn't need to hide it from him.

However, even if you believe it, it is unforgivable!

"Why are you so kind?" Fu Yunyi stared at the man and said coldly, "What does it have to do with your sister getting drunk? Do you know her? Just help her up?"

"I can't watch her paralyzed on the street alone, can I?"

"Oh, I think you just want to take advantage of others!"

Zhuo Qingfan was speechless: "It doesn't make sense to you, I'm very hungry and I need to eat."

After speaking, the man turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Fu Yunyi's expression changed, and he suddenly called to him: "Hey! Don't go in yet."

But it was too late, Zhuo Qingfan had already strode into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, he was shocked by the sight in front of him.

The ground was in a mess, plates and dishes were broken all over the floor, and there were dumped meals in the trash can. The meals looked fresh and steaming, obviously freshly made.

Zhuo Qingfan backed out of the kitchen dumbfounded, turned to look at the person sitting on the sofa with a cold face, and asked in astonishment, "Who made the kitchen?"

Fu Yunyi expressionless: "I don't know."

"Who dumped the food?"

"I."

"Why did it fall?"

"I'm stuffed."

"But I'm still hungry!"

"It deserves it!" Fu Yunyi stood up from the sofa and walked into the bedroom with a cold face.

Be hungry, who told you to lie to me, who told you to go to KTV, who told you to hug a woman!old stuff!Very lustful!Should be hungry!

In the end, Zhuo Qingfan still had his meal.

There was still hot food in the microwave, which was his favorite sweet and sour pork stewed rice. Fu Yunyi probably didn't notice it, so he was saved from being murdered.

*******

After having dinner and washing up, Zhuo Qingfan changed into his pajamas and went to the bedroom.

Fu Yunyi wasn't asleep yet, and was still leaning on the back of the bed reading a book.

During the time we spent together, Zhuo Qingfan gradually discovered that his younger brother had changed a lot in other aspects, but his love of learning seemed to be the same as before.

He was a top student when he was young, and he is still a top student when he grows up.

He loved reading books when he was five or six years old, and he is still the same now. No matter where he goes, there are always a lot of books in the car.