The actor and his little fresh meat

Zhai Yue blushed, and he stammered: "No...no, I didn't want to see it."

Fang Chiye was still sunny at first, but when he heard this sentence, his face darkened: "What did you say?"

Zhai Yue raised his head slightly, and after noticing the change in his expression, he didn't know what to say anymore.

What's wrong with this?

He...did he say something wrong...

Fang Chiye couldn't help laughing: "I'm already asleep, and now you tell Dad that you don't want to watch it?? What do you mean, don't you want to be responsible?" Fang Daying, the king of film and television, looked like a rogue, and he snorted: "Okay, I I know, you lied to me!"

After he finished speaking, he was about to get up. Zhai Yue grabbed his hand in a hurry, and quickly explained: "No, I didn't lie to you. I really want to be responsible to you. Don't be angry, don't... be angry La."

Fang Chiye turned sideways slightly, his expression still not good, he said: "Then do you want to watch it at night?"

Zhai Yue blushed and said, "I'll see, I'll see."

Alas, how can there be such a person, who still forces people to look at him...

As if thinking of something, Zhai Xiaoxianrou's face gradually turned red again.

Fang Chiye expressed that he was in a very good mood.

In the following afternoon, the two of them chatted on the sofa from time to time. Fang Chiye knew that he was nervous, so he tried not to ask too much questions, and he didn't tease him anymore. After spending the whole day together, he was his idol again. Zhai Yue was not as nervous as he was in the morning.

Around 07:30, Yu Nan appeared again.

The two of them ate for an hour and a half during the noon meal, and it was just right to have dinner at this time.

Yu Nan observed quietly. After a whole afternoon, the idol seemed to let go, and his boss was not as shameless as in the morning, and he didn't tease the idol much. Instead, he urged him to eat more, and his figure was already in good shape. , can no longer lose weight or something like that.

Yu Nan silently nodded in her heart.

Not bad, the boss will still hurt people.

I was a little worried that my idol would be bullied, but now it seems completely unnecessary.

After the two finished their meal, Yu Nan packed up his things and prepared to leave.

The sun was scorching hot, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was very low. Yu Nan thought about it, sent a WeChat message to Fang Chiye, and left happily.

After Zhai Yue took a shower, he changed into another piece of clothes that Fang Chiye gave him. Fang Chiye was taller than him, and the clothes were a little loose on his body. Zhai Yue looked in the mirror and thought, should I take some? Come here with your own clothes, otherwise you will always wear other people's clothes, and it won't be suitable, right?After Fang Chiye finished taking a shower, Zhai Yue told him about his idea of ​​going home.

Who would have thought that after Fang Chiye listened to it, he immediately launched an attack on the spot: "Go home? What? Is it because Dad treated you badly here?"

Xiaoxianroubao's angry Bao Zhai Yue said: "No, I was thinking that since I want to accompany you, I should bring some of my own things over here, it will be convenient..."

After he finished speaking, he pulled his loose clothes tremblingly, and said in a low voice, "Otherwise, it's not good to always wear your clothes..."

When Fang Chiye heard it, it turned out that he was going home to get his clothes.

You can stay with him permanently after taking the clothes...

After staying here, you can...

Fang Dayingdi, who had a good plan in mind, raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Xianrou in his pajamas.

It's loose and loose, making people want to bully them.

He coughed twice, "Well, can't you ask your assistant to help you? Oh, I really need someone to accompany me now."

The grievance on Fang Chiye's face made Zhai Yue, who thought he had done something wrong, feel more guilty.

Think about it, the little assistant just happened to ask for leave these days, and Song Wu...

Forget it, he dazed for a moment and said: "Forget it, don't take it, I'll accompany you, just... I can only trouble you to lend me a few more clothes."

Fang Chiye tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, baby? You don't even have an assistant, do you?"

Zhai Yue shook his head and said, "The assistant has gone home on leave."

Fang Chiye said, "Is there anyone else?"

Zhai Yue nodded.

Fang Chiye paused for a moment, Zhai Yue was different from him, he was just a starlet used by the brokerage company to squeeze out as much as he could, and now he is still popular. When he was not popular before, he probably went to an airport and even had a suitcase puller nothing.

This kind of thing is really too common.

Fang Chiye was poked in the heart, and suddenly felt a little sorry for the child in front of him.

"It's okay, Dad's assistant is your assistant, let Yu Nan collect it for you."

Zhai Yue shook his head, expressed his thanks first, and then said: "It's okay, I'll take it for a few days, no, no, I won't let it go, I can just collect it myself after I work in a few days, it's okay, thank you."

Fang Chiye looked at him, but said nothing.

Sometimes a person is too sensible, it really hurts.

Fang Chiye didn't say any more, turned on the TV, changed channels casually, flipped through magazines, and clicked on Weibo.

Yesterday I saw Xiao Xianrou’s super talk, but I didn’t read his Weibo, now I looked through it, the content of Weibo is really plain, most of it is advertisements, and some publicity, very little about myself.

Fang Chiye was free and kept turning forward.

He has seen it in the fan circle, this kind of behavior is commonly known as archaeology, and Fang Daying, who has been annoyed by archaeology countless times and set his Weibo to only half a year, suddenly finds out that archaeology is really interesting!

Zhai Xiaoyue*^▽^*: I practiced again today, my throat hurts so much~

Fang Chiye looked at the time, it was 03:30 in the morning, and the year was even earlier, probably when he was a trainee.

After clicking, most of the comments and replies are recent.

That's right, at that time, Zhai Yue was not famous at all, even if he didn't sleep and practice singing for a few days and nights, no one would care about him.

But at that time, Zhai Xiaoyue was very active, and would often share his life, recent photos and the like, and would post about what he ate and drank.

After his debut, he would occasionally interact with fans, his own mood, take selfies, etc. He probably calculated that Zhai Yue's "transformation" to become an advertising blogger was about three years ago.

three years ago...

Fang Chiye's heart jumped twice. Wasn't it the time of the car accident?

For about three months, Zhai Yue didn't post any Weibo, as if there was a sudden silence, and after that, there were only scattered advertisements.

During those three months, what did Zhai Yue do alone?

Fang Chiye wanted to recall the few months he had three years ago, but the time span was a bit far away. He really didn't know what he did at that time, but it was nothing more than a notice or something.

He felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to say something to Zhai Yue, but when he looked up, he found that Zhai Yue was kneeling on the sofa, huddled up, with half of his arm under his pillow, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Fang Chiye chuckled in his heart, and involuntarily moved closer.

When the eyes are closed, it is really cute!

He couldn't help flicking his eyelashes. Zhai Yue didn't sleep deeply at first, so he woke up after doing this. He rubbed his itchy eyes and said, "Did I fall asleep just now?" ? Sorry..."

Fang Chiye chuckled: "Why do you apologize? You are too polite."

With a blank expression, Zhai Yue explained, "Usually I'm a bit busy at work, and it's hard to get some free time, and I'm sleepy when I can't sit still."

Fang Chiye looked at the time and smiled, "It's too early, let's go, go to bed."

Zhai Yue didn't think too much about it, and when he heard Fang Chiye saying he was going to sleep, he followed in a daze, waited until he reached the second floor, and finally realized that Fang Chiye was walking in a different direction than the one he came out during the day Room.

This... Where is he going to stay tonight?

Seeing him stunned in the stairwell, Fang Chiye stood up, "What are you doing standing there?"

Zhai Yue swallowed his saliva and said, "Well, I...I was just thinking, which room should I go to."

Fang Chiye, who didn't want to tease him at first, became serious when he saw him like this. He turned around and asked, "Why? Do you still want Dad to sleep in the guest room with you?"

Zhai Yue raised his head and hurriedly said: "No! Then we are today?"

He wants to ask, will we still sleep together tonight?But, for some reason, he was a little scared...

He's not afraid of Fang Chiye, he's afraid of himself.

Didn’t someone say that in the depths of a person’s heart, there will always be a personality that is completely different from the appearance. Zhai Yue didn’t believe it before, but now he believes it. Although he is also a victim, he really didn’t expect it. In this state, Fang Chiye would be given to that...

If they slept together again tonight, what if, what if, the other self in his heart ran out to make trouble again?

Seeing him hesitating, Fang Chiye asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhai Yue had a red face on his face, "Are we... still sleeping together? Aren't you afraid?"

Fang Chiye asked doubtfully, "What are you afraid of?"

Zhai Yue whispered with difficulty: "Don't be afraid, can I do something to you again?"

As soon as he said this, Zhai Yue regretted it.

What the hell is he talking about? He didn't eat anything weird today, and he was sober. How could Chi Ye go too far!

Hearing this, Fang Chiye smiled slightly, tapped the handle of the stairs twice with his long-sleeved fingers, and said, "Whatever you are afraid of, you can do whatever you want, I will do whatever you want."

Zhai Yue: "!!!"

Before he could think of what to answer, Fang Chiye had already grabbed his hand and went to his room.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

It's okay not to hold hands, but when he pulled, Fang Chiye realized that Xiao Xianrou's hand was cold, just like the glass of iced passion fruit juice that he drank at night.

Zhai Yue said: "It's okay with me, I was born like this."

Fang Chiye casually said, "Really?" When he arrived in the room, his body turned up the temperature honestly.

Then the two rolled into bed.

Fang Chiye always checked his phone habitually before going to bed, and Zhai Yue lay beside him, feeling a little hesitant.

Is it time to embrace it?

After Fang Chiye said this kind of thing, he needed to be coaxed. It was the same this morning. He even had to hug the phone.

He took a sneak peek at Fang Chiye, the bedside light was on, and he was still looking at his phone quietly. Zhai Yue was a little embarrassed, so he burrowed under the quilt, hesitated, and hugged him.

Fang Chiye was peeking at Zhai Yue's Weibo with his trumpet, when he suddenly felt a hand reach up, and then another head moved over, he was stunned for two seconds, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Looking down, Zhai Yue shrank into the quilt, and then stopped moving.

Fang Chiye sighed in his heart, what kind of Tang Xuanzang is he playing, he is obviously a tormenting little goblin.

He didn't move too much, firstly, he was afraid of scaring this timid little goblin, and secondly, he was quite happy to be hugged like this.

He continued to peek at Zhai Yue's super chat, signed him in by the way, and made a list. After a while, he found that Zhai Yue who was holding him flinched. He didn't care, he just thought he was Adjust your posture.

After a while, the little boy on his body twitched twice again.

Fang Chiye looked down, and Zhai Yue shrank under the quilt, not even leaving him a head.

He smiled slightly, clicked on WeChat, and switched his job number.

Several messages popped up immediately.

Yu Nan's latest news: Brother, Zhai Yue is very afraid of the cold, so don't turn the temperature of the air conditioner down too low, and he has a bad stomach, so don't let him drink ice.

Fang Chiye paused with his fingertips.

No wonder Di Yue's hands were so cold just now.

And at dinner, he teased him to drink a whole glass of passion fruit on the rocks.

He lifted the quilt abruptly, and Zhai Yue, who was on top of him, raised his head slightly, his face was pale, he bit his lips tightly, and his eyes were red...