Mr. Fu is always too annoying

The voice appeared so suddenly that the two people in front were stunned for a moment.

Three seconds later, Bai Tang raised his head first, and waved cowardly at the person behind Fu Tong: "Boss."

Fu Qianyuan hummed lightly, his eyes fixed on Fu Tong's body for a moment: "Zai Zai."

The two words came out, and the tone was much gentler than the um before. If you listen carefully, you can even hear a little bit of eagerness.

and……

Cubs or something, they are too cute.

Not at all compatible with our super fierce boss.

Bai Tang twitched his nose, gossiping inwardly, but didn't dare to say anything outwardly.

But Fu Tong didn't pay much attention to Zai Zai's affairs. He raised his head and looked at Fu Qianyuan with a half-smile: "Are you following me all this time?"

Fu Qianyuan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he said yes again.

He was so confident that there was no wave in his tone.

Fu Tong was almost laughed angrily: "That is to say, you saw what happened at Huang Lang's house and the box just now?"

"I saw it."

"Any thoughts"

A few gentle smiles gradually appeared on Fu Qianyuan's face, and the affection in his eyes seemed to overflow in an instant: "You are worried about me."

It is a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

Bai Tang's fluffy rabbit ears poked out and trembled.

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong felt that his thoughts just now were not necessary at all. As far as Fu Qianyuan's current situation was concerned, he could walk sideways by relying on his face alone, not to mention anything else.

He turned his eyes away and didn't want to say anything, but Fu Qianyuan didn't intend to give up, and then said: "Do you want to go back to Longxun Mountain to have a look?"

"..."

"According to the time, the flowers next to Longmianjian just bloomed. You liked it very much before. Do you want to go back?"

"..."

"That Qiongqi on the next mountain also said that he wants to see you, do you want to catch up with him?"

"..."

"If you don't want to talk about the past, just give him a knife."

"..."

To be honest, I want to give you a knife now more than that Qiongqi.

Fu Tong couldn't bear it anymore: "They are all doing things, can you shut up?"

Fu Qianyuan didn't feel embarrassed at all, and turned his head slightly to the side: "Did I bother you?"

Caught off guard by being named by the big boss, several people were terrified: "No, no, no, no, no, we like to do things in a noisy environment. It's more emotional and super powerful."

Fu Tong expressionless: "Really?"

Several people nodded like chickens pecking rice: "Really."

"That's fine."

Fu Tong sneered, without saying anything else, he took out a portable mini stereo from his bag, turned the volume to the maximum and plugged it into his phone.

Three seconds later, the sound from the speaker instantly covered the surroundings.

The melody is light and the lyrics are sharp.

Today is Thursday again.

The old diary seems to be missing words.

Dreaming about old times last night.

Why is his ex-boyfriend still alive?

—— "Why isn't his ex-boyfriend dead?"

Several people:"……"

Fu Qianyuan: "..."

But Fu Tong still felt that the effect was not good enough, and then adjusted the circular stereo to be satisfied: "Didn't you say that you like a noisy environment? How about this? If you like it, I will play it every day for you, preferably the wall clock notification sound for commuting Replace it with this."

The members of the Monster Bureau didn't dare to say a word, they retreated into the corner silently, only thinking that they were deaf and blind.

At this time, Fu Qianyuan also recovered from the silence just now. Hearing this, he smiled indulgently at Fu Tong: "Okay."

In a word, very spoiled.

It was as if Fu Tong was a temper tantrum.

Now the silent person became Fu Tong.

How can someone be so thick-skinned?

After a long time, he stood up, without even wanting to look at Fu Qianyuan, he just missed him and went out the door.

With a smile in his eyes, Fu Qianyuan turned off the stereo on the table and followed.

As soon as the door opened and closed, there was silence all around.

Behind them, several people from the Monster Bureau looked away, full of sighs in their hearts.

Sure enough, there is a reason why the boss can become a boss.

At least the psychological quality is not comparable to them.

I admire you.

**

When I came out from the Monster Bureau, the sky was still clear, but when I got home, it suddenly rained, and the surroundings were thick with fog, which made me drowsy.

Fu Tong didn't like rainy days and felt sleepy, so he simply closed the curtains and snuggled up on the bed.

I wanted to take a nap, but just as I lay down, the WeChat voice phone rang.

Fu Tong glanced at the screen, it was Wen Lang.

hang up.

Ring again.

Then hang up.

After hanging up five or six times in a row, Wen Lang got annoyed, and turned on the life-threatening serial call mode without saying a word.

Skull pain.

Fu Tong rubbed his face, and swiped helplessly on the screen: "Little friend, what's wrong?"

The kid over the microphone was super fierce: "Where are you? Do you remember that we are going to record a song today? I have been waiting for you in your studio for more than an hour, where are you?!"

After several consecutive questions, the irritability in my heart was clearly visible.

Fu Tong: "..."

Really forgot.

Mr. Yazi felt a little guilty: "This...I have something to do here, I'm busy, and I'm still outside now, don't wait, go back and rest first."

His Majesty Taotie sneered: "Outside, the curtains of your house were drawn by a ghost just now?"

Fu Tong choked.

Why are some cubs so uncute?

Fu Tong endured his drowsiness and sat up: "Are you still downstairs? If you are here, wait for me for half a minute."

"Of course." Wen Lang replied, not forgetting to say a harsh word: "Half a minute is half a minute, a second later I will post your emoji on Weibo to blackmail you."

His majesty gluttonous hands with emoticons, only you can't think of emoticons in your hand, and you can't make them without him.

Fierce and ruthless, you can't accept it.

Fu Tong laughed: "Okay."

He hung up the phone, took a coat from the side and went out, went down to the first floor, raised his eyes and saw Wen Lang, standing by the flower bed with a transparent umbrella, elegant and beautiful in the drizzle .

But as soon as he opened his mouth, that feeling disappeared instantly.

Wen Lang checked the time: "It's only two seconds away from half a minute, congratulations on your escape."

Fu Tong laughed: "Same joy, same joy."

Same hello.

Wen Lang couldn't help using the big sarcasm technique, and Fu Tong was also very naive. Two big monsters with ancient blood were bickering and walking towards the studio. From the perspective of others, they were no different from kindergarten children.

15 minutes later, the studio arrived.

Fu Tong led Wen Lang into the innermost recording studio. While he was adjusting the earphones, he asked, "How long can you stay with me today?"

Wen Lang is just now popular, and he has put a lot of pressure on his endorsement of scripts and variety shows. He had to leave after staying with Fu Tong for a short time.

This time it seems to be a little different.

Wen Langzheng lowered his umbrella: "You can stay as long as you want this time, something happened to the crew, Director Chen was given three days off."

"what happened?"

"Haunted."

Fu Tong almost thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"Haunted." Wen Lang repeated, "It is said that two or three people have been upper bodyed, and they are crazy until now. They only scream when they see people, and no one can recognize them."

Fu Tong still didn't quite believe it: "With you in charge, can there be ghosts?"

Although it is only a minor cub, but the blood is there, it still has a deterrent effect.

Wen Lang didn't take it seriously: "What's so strange about this, you are also a beast, haven't you been entangled?"

Fu Tongtong: "What?"

Wen Lang: "The smell of those things can be smelled when they are a few meters away from you. They are very smelly."

Fu Tong was silent.

It wasn't him who was thinking, but Fu Qianyuan.

When he asked Fu Qianyuan what he thought about the box engraved with the veins of Longxun Mountain, the latter said something else. At that time, Fu Tong only thought that he was thick-skinned, but now that he thinks about it seriously, the answer is probably Fu Qianyuan deliberately. That said.

the reason is simple.

He was being targeted by Liuyu. If even a minor like Wen Lang could see it, Fu Qianyuan couldn't have known about it. Under this premise, he didn't answer, but chose to say things that Fu Tong didn't like to hear, obviously for the sake of divert his attention.

What exactly does Fu Qianyuan want to do?

Fu Tong rubbed between his eyebrows, Wen Lang saw: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Fu Tong shook his head, "It's just that there are some things I can't figure out."

Wen Lang raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? Come, come, let me solve your problems."

Troubleshooting?

To be reasonable, with a cub like you, it would be nice not to make me feel bad.

Fu Tong thought so in his heart, but he still told Wen Lang about the matter. After hearing what he said, Wen Lang thought about it, and then said seriously: "I don't know."

After hearing this, Fu Tong wanted to hit someone.

Wen Lang was also a little embarrassed: "No, the main reason is that you have too little information and I can't grasp the character and psychology of the characters... Why don't you talk to me again?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"What's the relationship between you two? Classmates? Friends? Or rivals in love?"

"...Neither, the next one."

"What has he done since you reunited?"

Fu Tong's fluffy control attributes had an absolute advantage at this time: "He lives across from me, and he turned into a cat and came over to act like a spoiled child to me, trying to sneak into my house."

Wen Lang was stunned for a moment, inexplicably feeling that this routine seemed a little familiar.

He touched his nose: "And then?"

Fu Tong had a half-smile: "After masturbating, I asked him how shameless he was, and then closed the door."

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang was silent for a few seconds, and looked at him with accusing eyes: "You are ruthless, you scumbag."

Fu Tong: "..."

No.

Don't think you can be unreasonable just because you are cute.

Why did I suddenly become a scumbag?