The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"Brother." Fu Yunyi straightened up nervously, "Don't move, the doctor said that your left shoulder blade is cracked, and it will hurt if you move it."

Zhuo Qingfan gritted his teeth, calmed down and said, "Who are those people? How dare they treat you like this?"

What's even more strange is that from the beginning to the end, that group of people only said that they wanted to beat Fu Yunyi up, and they didn't ask for money. Obviously, they didn't kidnap for money.

Fu Yunyi lowered his eyes: "Brother, don't ask, I can solve it myself."

The grievances involved in the middle were only between him and the Fu family, and he would never allow Zhuo Qingfan to be implicated or hurt in the slightest.

Zhuo Qingfan looked at his intentionally concealed attitude, and knew that there was nothing to ask, so he sighed and said, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. You have grown up, and I believe you can protect yourself."

Fu Yunyi hummed and said: "Brother, you should lie down first, I will push some medicine for you to relieve the pain, and you will feel better after pushing."

Zhuo Qingfan nodded, and slowly lay down on the bed with his hands on the quilt.

Fu Yunyi picked up a box of ointment from the table, rubbed it evenly into the palm of his hand, and lifted off the man's hospital gown.

Even though he knew that he shouldn't think too much about it now, seeing the thin waist, graceful muscle lines, and sunken waist, the boy still tightened his lower abdomen and rolled his Adam's apple dryly.

Feeling that there was no movement behind him for a long time, Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "Xiao Yi?"

"Ah?" Fu Yunyi came back to his senses, and quickly lifted the hospital gown up again. When he saw the shocking bruises and bruises on his shoulders, the boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was gloomy and cold.

Fu Hongsheng, it's fine if you offend me, but if you hurt Zhuo Qingfan, I will definitely demand your blood to pay back this debt.

"Brother" Fu Yunyi put his palm on the wound lightly, "I'm going to push the medicine away, please bear with it." As he said that, the boy's palm began to move.

"Hiss—" Zhuo Qingfan shuddered in pain.

Fu Yunyi frowned, and while carefully rubbing the wound, he said casually, "Brother, I have written down this grudge for you, don't worry, I will make them pay back every penny you have suffered now, and I will pay you back." Make them suffer ten thousand times more than you."

Zhuo Qingfan was in so much pain that he couldn't care about anything else, he just frowned and said vaguely: "What kind of revenge, didn't you report to the police? Those people are being chased by the police, you just need to protect yourself."

Fu Yunyi didn't speak, but his heart became more and more gloomy.

No revenge?how can that be possible?

When he saw Zhuo Qingfan fell on top of him with his own eyes, he had already made up his mind.

He wanted Fu Hongsheng to pay a hundred times the price, he wanted him to repent, and he wanted to die.

He can touch anyone, but he shouldn't touch Zhuo Qingfan.

He originally wanted to let him go temporarily, and take it easy for a while.

After all, he just caused him to lose Fengshang Films some time ago, and he was beaten up by the old man.

He felt that he could let him breathe first.

But now, he didn't know what to do and dared to touch the person at the top of his heart. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't need to hide it anymore. He wanted to make him suffer a crushing defeat.

Let him understand that Zhuo Qing is all his people, except him, no one can touch him.

The pain on his back gradually disappeared, and Zhuo Qingfan slowly relaxed.

"Xiao Yi." The man lay on the pillow and said softly, "Stop rubbing, I feel much more comfortable, you can rest for a while."

Fu Yunyi stopped, but he didn't take off his clothes.

Zhuo Qingfan was lying on his stomach and couldn't use his arms, so he frowned and said softly, "Xiao Yi, help me get my clothes off."

No one answered, it was quiet behind.

Zhuo Qingfan felt strange in his heart, but he didn't say much, still lying on his stomach quietly.

After five or six minutes of silence, the man's back suddenly tightened.

The shallow breath from his waist fluttered over his heart like a feather, making his itchy body tense.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Qingfan unconsciously pressed the pillow and panted lightly, clenched his jaw and said, "What are you doing!"

"Brother." Fu Yunyi pecked and kissed the man's waistline and murmured, "I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

Zhuo Qingfan clenched his fists numbly: "Are you apologizing now?"

"Yes." The boy secretly stuck out the tip of his tongue, and tentatively licked the soft skin.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Qingfan raised his neck, gritted his teeth and hit the pillow, "Get up! Can you be more normal for the way you apologize!"

Fu Yunyi smiled lightly, finally got up, knelt down on the head of the bed, stared into the man's eyes and said, "Brother, can you forgive me?"

Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "Forgive you for what?"

Fu Yunyi took his hand, took the opportunity to kiss the man's warm palm and said: "I always deny you, since the day we met, in order to revenge you, I called you Mr. Zhuo, and... called you Old man, I don't regard you as my brother."

Zhuo Qingfan felt sour: "If it's because of this matter, then you really should say sorry to me."

Although he pretended not to care on the surface, his heart ached to death.

My younger brother, whom I had loved for seven or eight years, met again after being separated for many years, and suddenly became a tit-for-tat enemy. The feelings that I had been cherishing all along suddenly became worthless.

The two of them became strangers, and he became his teacher Zhuo.

wrong.

When he is happy, he is his teacher Zhuo. Sometimes when he is unhappy, he doesn't even count as Teacher Zhuo. He is just a miscellaneous assistant and servant.

This feeling of being "abandoned" and "betrayed" kept Zhuo Qingfan awake at night for a long time.

"I'm sorry." Fu Yunyi touched the man's eyebrows and said softly, "I shouldn't call you an old man, I shouldn't call you, I shouldn't scold you, brother, it's all my fault, I was too narrow-minded and too hypocritical gone."

Zhuo Qingfan sighed lightly and said, "Help me up."

Fu Yunyi quickly supported his shoulders and made him half sit up.

Zhuo Qingfan glanced at him and asked softly, "Why did you figure it out all of a sudden?"

He thought that Fu Yunyi would blame him and hate him for the rest of his life because of the past.

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