Mr. Fu is always too annoying

The hug method used by Fu Qianyuan is the waist-down princess hug.

Fu Tongren is not heavy, and it is nothing to Fu Qianyuan to carry him home like this, but he is 1.8 meters tall, no matter what Fu Qianyuan thinks, he first feels that this posture is awkward, unacceptable and embarrassing.

Xiao Zaizai struggled in his arms, and said in an aggrieved voice, "I don't like being hugged like this."

Fu Qianyuan was in a mess with a soft heart, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity to be in close contact with his own cubs. After thinking about it, he asked softly, "Then how about I carry you behind my back?"

Xiao Zai Zai looked at him with his head tilted, his black and white eyes were hazy because of drunkenness, but his eyes were very serious, as if he was thinking about his words.

Fu Qianyuan waited quietly.

After a while, seeing Zai Zai in his arms sniffling and shaking his head: "It's not good either, it will be very painful and uncomfortable."

Little squeamish bag.

Fu Qianyuan smiled helplessly, leaned over and put the delicate cub in his arms on the bench and sat down, kneeling on one knee in front of him, his voice was suppressed very softly: "But I want to hug you, I really want to ,How to do it?"

This man is not reserved at all!

Xiao Zai Zai was a little shy and a little happy, and asked with a pair of wet eyes: "Do you really want it?"

Fu Qianyuan nodded with a smile: "I really want to."

Zai Zai is a good Zai Zai who is easy to soften his heart. Looking at the person in front of him like this, he can't bear to reject him.

But what should be done?

Xiao Zai Zai tilted his head and fell into deep thought, looking very serious. The tenderness in Fu Qianyuan's eyes almost became substantive. He didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile. After about seven or eight minutes, Zai Zai, who was in deep thought, finally had an idea , raised his hand a little between the eyebrows, and after the white warm light passed, the long-legged and thin-waisted young man slowly turned into a soft white fluffy ball in front of Fu Qianyuan's eyes.

Amber eyes are warm and soft.

The tail is still flicking.

The fluffy white cub was obviously very happy, his eyes curved into the arc of a crescent moon: "This way, I can be hugged, and I won't feel uncomfortable if it's convenient for you. Isn't it great? I think... ouch!"

Fu Qianyuan was startled by the sudden cry, looked down, and found that the herbal tea next to him lost its support and fell down, hitting Xiao Zai Zai's paw impartially.

Looking up again, the squeamish cub's eyes were covered with mist.

Fu Qianyuan was so distressed, he hurriedly picked him up, and rubbed the paw that was smashed: "Does it hurt?"

It doesn't really hurt.

But this does not prevent Ya Zi Zai Zai from being wronged.

Xiao Zai Zai sniffed: "Knead again."

Fu Qianyuan held up his claws and continued to knead.

After rubbing like this for 3 minutes, the aggrieved boy was finally satisfied, and looked at him again: "You haven't said if it's amazing."

Fu Qianyuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that the little cub in front of him was actually asking for praise, and couldn't help but smiled and kissed his paw: "Yes, it's very good and smart."

Xiao Zai Zai happily shook his tail: "Didn't you say you want to take me home? Let's go."

Fu Qianyuan gave a low hum, holding herbal tea in his hand, holding his cub in his arms, and walked slowly towards home.

It was almost ten o'clock, the voices were soft and the evening breeze was cool.

As Fu Qianyuan walked forward, he lowered his head to look at the cub in his arms from time to time. The white fluffy ball nestled there with its eyes closed, but it was not asleep, and its tail was still wagging, occasionally brushing Fu Qianyuan's hand.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes were gentle and indulgent, and his voice was as soft as the wind: "Don't you want to sleep?"

Fu Tong looked up at him, his eyes were foggy because of drunkenness: "I can't sleep, can you tell me a story?"

He was always like this when he was on Longxun Mountain many years ago. He couldn't fall asleep without listening to the story at night, but he didn't pick the content of the story. He said whatever you wanted, as if he just fell asleep listening to Fu Qianyuan's voice.

The soft little cub opened a pair of wet eyes and asked him with a small milk voice if he could tell a story. For a moment, Fu Qianyuan felt that they had returned to the past. At that time, the weather was warm and the days were warm, and above the mountain mist were clouds. , There is no gap of more than 500 years between them, and the person in their arms is still the carefree cub who is always smiling.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes sank slightly, and the cub in his arms waited and waited for him to tell the story. He tilted his head in doubt and asked, "Don't you want to tell me?"

Fu Qianyuan came back to his senses: "No."

He hugged the fluffy ball up, kissed his face, and said softly, "I'm just thinking about what to tell, I can't perfuse you with ordinary stories, right?"

The limp little cub is easy to coax: "Then have you thought about it now?"

Fu Qianyuan hummed: "I want to tell you a story about a cub who is as cute as you, do you want to hear it?"

Fu Tong nodded.

Fu Qianyuan lowered his eyes and rubbed his ears, then told the softest story in his heart in a very soft voice.

"On the far edge of the southwest, there is a mountain named Longxun Mountain. There are many spirits and monsters inhabiting it. Among them is a very boring Canglong. He was born in Longxun Mountain and lives in Longxun Mountain. I don't know where to stay in the mountain. For so many years, his days have gone round and round, and people are... people are meaningless, because he has seen too many lives and deaths in his life, and many things have come and gone in his long life, but there is nothing he can leave behind. He can live...he has nothing to do, so he can only live a repetitive life on the mountain like this. He thought it would be like this for countless years to come, until one day, when he went to the top of the mountain to watch the snow, when he passed the corner, A cub ran towards him and ran straight into his arms."

"This little cub was in a mess at the time, his white fur was so dirty that he couldn't see its original color, it was messy, but his eyes were very bright, the color of a lake that was very clear, clean and warm. Gogou is also very cute, the first time the dragon saw him, he thought in his heart, I want this cub, and I want to take him home."

"So he asked, and asked the cub in his arms if he would go home with him. He was actually very nervous and apprehensive at the time, for fear that he would not agree. Fortunately, the cub hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed gone."

"He took that cub back home, and watched flowers with him, played with him in the snow, and picked fruits with him. Cub has a good personality, even when he loses his temper, he is cute. This dragon likes him very much. At the apex of his heart, possessiveness grew again. He couldn't control and didn't want to control the wildly growing desire in his heart, so Zai Zai just became an adult at the age of [-], before he had time to get in touch with the outside world and meet other people. When I chose to confess to him, the cub naturally agreed, he was also very cute when he was shy, he covered his eyes with his paws and dared not look at him, but his tail kept shaking, soft and fluffy, hidden in his heart with joy I can't hide it, I...you don't know how much that dragon likes him."

"That was the most beautiful period in that dragon's heart. With this little cub, he knew that he could also have countless affections and the kind of tender attachment that was about to overflow from his heart... Days are like this day by day Fuck, 40 years passed in a blink of an eye, and then one day, that boring dragon pissed off the cute little cub and hid him outside. Half of the time, because of some unexpected events, he didn't have time to finish the rest of the journey and bring his cub home, and didn't even have time to say goodbye to him, so he hurriedly left Longxun Mountain .”

"Later, that cub began to wait for him on the mountain, one year, two years, three years... Slowly, slowly, waiting for him for 500 years."

Fu Qianyuan lowered his eyes: "Zai Zai, do you think he waited for that dragon?"

The white fluffy ball lay in his arms without saying a word, not even shaking its tail.

Fu Qianyuan's fingers caressed Zai Zai's back bit by bit, his eyes were full of pain, and then he continued: "...he didn't."

"That dragon was too incompetent and too annoying, so it didn't come back for a whole thousand and five hundred years. The cub couldn't wait, and gradually couldn't wait, and finally went down the mountain after one thousand and five hundred years...but just Nine years later, the dragon suddenly reappeared in front of him, disturbing Zai Zai's life, and did many things he didn't like. Zai Zai was unwilling to forgive him or accept him. Long just slapped his face and tried all means to pester him. He knew that he was annoying like this, and he didn't want to do this, but he really couldn't think of a better way. Are you willing to forgive him?"

This story finally came to an end here temporarily. Fu Qianyuan looked down, and the little cub in his arms was still lying in his arms without moving, but there was a warm and wet feeling on his wrist.

At first, he thought it was the bag of the herbal tea cup that was cracked, but later he realized that the moist feeling came from next to Fu Tong's eyes.

His little cub, crying.

Fu Qianyuan stopped suddenly, his heart felt like it was being pricked by thousands of thorns, and it hurt densely.

Meng Qi never cries, he loves to laugh, his eyes are always curved into crescent moons, and he always looks carefree. Fu Qianyuan has told himself countless times to protect this little cub so that he He could always stand there and smile brightly, but in the end it was still because of him. The softest Meng Qi disappeared, and Fu Tong, who was left with distant eyes, walked down Longxun Mountain with his whole body covered in wind and frost.

Fu Tong would frown, cry silently, and look outside with thorns all over his body. Even his smile seemed to be wearing a mask, and he didn't take it into his heart at all.

Fu Qianyuan's heart hurts badly, and he has a lot to say, but his throat is so hard that he can't say anything.

After all, he fell silent, stroking the back of the cub in his arms again and again, and walked towards home again. After about ten minutes, he stopped outside the unit building, looked down again, It was found that Zai Zai, who was tired from crying, had already fallen asleep in the nest.

Fu Qianyuan's voice was very soft: "Zai Zai?"

Zai Zai slept soundly, and the hot air from his breathing spread evenly on his wrists.

It can be painful.

Fu Qianyuan didn't continue to quarrel with him, and went upstairs and carefully put him on the bed in the bedroom, next to the soft bedding, the little boy wagged his tail in his sleep, pointed at something for a moment, and then fell asleep again.

But Fu Qianyuan didn't feel any sleepiness.

He was lying next to Fu Tong, thinking about the past while looking at the sleeping Zai Zai, quietly and cautiously, having insomnia all night like this.

The author has something to say: I actually felt like crying in the middle of writing.

Older and soft-hearted.

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