The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"She's not serious about her work." Zhuo Qingfan dipped some makeup remover with a cotton swab, carefully wiped the boy's eyebrows, and said, "If you get the makeup remover in your eyes today, you'll dare to hurt your face tomorrow. People, can't use it."

Fu Yunyi's head looked like it had been rubbed by a big hand, it was sore and soft, but his heart fluctuated, but his face remained calm.

De Biyi snorted obediently: "It sounds so sweet, as if you care about me very much."

Zhuo Qingfan sighed: "Is it okay if you don't care about you? It's as tender as a bean sprout, and it's okay to get sand in people's eyes, but you will start to turn red with a little makeup remover here, Fu Yunyi, why do you grow more and more delicate?" Woolen cloth."

Fu Yunyi's eyes were slightly cold: "Are you saying I'm weak?"

"I didn't mean it that way."

"That's what you mean!" Fu Yunyi gritted his teeth, raised his hand to hold the man's wrist tightly and said, "I'm telling you, I'm taller than you, if you really compare strength, you can't compare to me."

"Yes, I can't compare to you." This is definitely Zhuo Qingfan's sincere words, how many times he was suppressed by Fu Yunyi, he was powerless to escape, this kid became ruthless, like a ferocious little wild wolf, it was impossible to resist .

Fu Yunyi's brows and eyes relaxed, and he snorted and said, "Just understand."

Zhuo Qingfan stopped talking and patiently removed the makeup on the boy's face bit by bit.

While being quiet, Fu Yunyi suddenly asked casually: "I saw a man looking for you just now... who is that?"

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned: "Male? Oh, you said Fu Yiheng, I'm a friend."

Fu Yunyi frowned: "Friend? Are you on good terms?"

"It's pretty good." Zhuo Qingfan nodded, "We've known each other since college. Counting, we've known each other for seven or eight years. It's my closest friend."

Fu Yunyi's heart tightened, and he unconsciously tapped his fingers on his knees. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Don't get too close to him."

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned: "What?"

"I said." Fu Yunyi raised his head, stared into the man's eyes and said seriously, "Don't get too close to him, that person has bad character."

Zhuo Qingfan smiled wryly: "Bad character? How can you say that you know him and have worked with him."

"I don't know him." The boy frowned, "but I look at him and he is not a good person."

"Then you really misjudged." Zhuo Qingfan shook his head and said, "Apart from his high ambition, he is good in other aspects, at least in the past few years with me, I think he is quite righteous. "

"Don't be fooled by him." Fu Yunyi's brows darkened, "His face shows that he is a very greedy person. He won't treat you well for no reason. He definitely has a plan."

Zhuo Qingfan shrugged: "What can I do for me? I have no money and no power."

Fu Yunyi took a deep look at the man's tough and handsome facial features, his eyes darkened, and he didn't speak.

"Okay." Zhuo Qingfan put the cotton pad on the table and said with a sigh of relief, "It's finished, just go and wash your face."

Fu Yunyi held the man's wrist: "Zhuo Qingfan, let me tell you seriously, stay away from that Fu Yiheng."

Zhuo Qingfan pursed his lips and sighed helplessly: "Xiao Yi, that's my friend, you can tell me to do anything, but don't interfere with my own life, okay?"

"But Fu Yiheng is not a good person..."

"I have my own judgment." Zhuo Qingfan interrupted him with firm eyes.

Fu Yunyi's eyes turned cold, and finally he slowly let go of the man's hand, clenched his jaw and said, "Okay, then you can take care of yourself."

*****

weekend.

Because the film crew needed to integrate the material that was filmed some time ago, the film crew temporarily stopped filming for three days. Zhuo Qingfan planned to use this free time to take Fu Yunyi out for a walk.

It's not that he's flustered, it's that he can't stand Fu Yunyi's autistic life anymore.

Apart from going to the filming crew, Fu Yunyi hadn't been out of the house for almost half a month. He stayed in the hotel all day, either on the phone on the balcony or reading his obscure books.

The state of life seems to be the busy life of a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, but he is not thirty or forty, he is still a child, both physically and mentally, and he should enjoy his youth.

Zhuo Qingfan didn't show it on the surface, but he still felt distressed for his living conditions in his heart.

He was afraid that he would get sick from boredom.

"You don't need to clean up." The boy sat on the sofa, holding the computer and browsing the data carefully, without looking up, "I don't want to travel."

"Go out for a walk." Zhuo Qingfan put the toiletries in the suitcase, walked up to the boy and said, "You stay in the room all day, either reading or watching the computer, how do you meet friends, how do you build your own social network circle?"

"I don't need friends." The boy said without looking up.

Zhuo Qingfan's heart was sour, and he was silent for a while and said: "Then I have to go out for a walk to relax, as the saying goes, if you don't go out after reading thousands of books..."

"Are you bored?" The boy suddenly raised his head and asked.

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned for a moment, then murmured: "Not anymore...I think you..."

"Just tell the truth." Fu Yunyi stared into his eyes, "Are you feeling bored and want to go for a walk?"

Zhuo Qingfan was silent for a while, then nodded: "It's a bit boring."

Fu Yunyi's eyes flickered, he closed the computer suddenly, and said softly, "Okay then, where do you want to go?"

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to go out?"

Fu Yunyi hummed: "If you're bored, I'll accompany you out for a walk."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart softened: "Xiao Yi..."

Brother didn't hurt you in vain before.

"I'll be nice to you." Fu Yunyi raised his head and stared at the humanity in front of him seriously, "So from now on, you have to be obedient, don't have second thoughts, and serve me well."

Zhuo Qingfan was so moved that he just popped his head, but he was beaten back by this sentence.

Well, I'm so touched, and I still serve him well. This kid is treating his slaves as a holiday.