Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Later, Fu Qianyuan returned home with his soft little cub in his arms.

Fu Tong was really sleepy. He was confused all the way in Fu Qianyuan's arms. He fell asleep there with his tail in his arms after going home for less than 10 minutes. He had just passed the transition period and hadn't recovered from those negative influences. After fully recovering, it still looks like a kitten on the outside, nestled in a small white ball on the blue and pink cushion, super soft and super velvet, super cute.

Fu Qianyuan came out of the kitchen with a sliced ​​watermelon. What he saw was his cute baby sleeping in a white velvet ball. He smiled, raised his hand and rubbed his claws, and lowered his voice: "Cub?"

Fu Azai was not asleep, but he still reacted when he heard his voice, and replied in a daze: "Huh?"

The ending sound is slightly raised, soft as if being coquettish.

Fu Qianyuan's heart moved, he put the glass bowl aside, picked up Azai and kissed him, his eyes and voice were extremely gentle: "Didn't you just say that you want to eat iced watermelon? I cut it up, do you want to eat some first?"

Fu Azai changed his posture and nestled in his arms. He didn't really want to open his eyes. Hearing this, he groaned, "Are you cutting circles or cubes?"

"Which do you want?"

"Does it need to be said?" Fu Azai wagged his tail, and said frankly, "Underage cubs like Wen Lang only do multiple-choice questions, and I am an adult and very rational beast. Of course it’s a choice.”

In the end, he chose to say those four words very clearly, and he was also strong when he was unreasonable. By the way, he also blackmailed His Majesty Taotie.

There is no way, our adult cubs are so powerful, a certain delicate cub surnamed Wen can't compare at all.

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This kind of cub is so cute, Fu Qianyuan laughed, rubbed him with his hands, and then brought the glass bowl on the coffee table over again: "There are all you like, cub, eat a little first, and I will accompany you after eating." sleep."

sleep together.

Catching the key words, Fu Azai opened his eyes and nodded impatiently. The fluffy tail on his back also swayed unconsciously according to his mood. It was extremely soft. Fu Qianyuan saw it and couldn't help but He smiled, and while rubbing his little soft fur, he forked and fed the watermelon to his mouth.

Time passed little by little, and the surroundings were gentle and quiet.

After 10 minutes, Fu Qianyuan put down the bowl, wiped off the watermelon juice on Azai's fluff with a paper towel, and rubbed his belly: "Do you want it?"

Fu Qianyuan didn't cut many watermelons because he was afraid that his own cubs would be greedy and upset their stomachs. No matter what, Fu Yi agreed to wrinkle his nose and shook his head: "Not only is it not enough, but it's not enough."

"It's not enough and we can't continue anymore. It will take a few hours. Don't be greedy for cold." Fu Qianyuan said, after seeing A Zai nodded obediently, his eyebrows softened, and he asked again, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, I will hug you Go wash your mouth, and then go to the bedroom to sleep for a while, okay?"

Do you need to ask this kind of thing?

Even if you are not sleepy, you have to say sleepy for the benefit of sleeping together.

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes, his heart fluttered, and he nodded solemnly and calmly without panicking. Then he raised his paw dignifiedly and made a hug gesture towards Fu Qianyuan: "I'm sleepy."

The process was slow and calm, and the posture was unusually reserved. Although the frequency of the tail wagging was a bit fast, the eyes were sparkling with anticipation.

Fu Qianyuan let out a low laugh, flicked his finger on the tip of Ah Zai's swaying tail, said nothing, held his paw and hugged him up, and walked slowly towards the bathroom behind.

Rinse your mouth, wash your claws, and go back to the bedroom.

The curtains are closed, and the room is drowsy, especially suitable for falling asleep.

Fu Azai nestled on the pillow, originally wanted to whisper something to her boyfriend before going to bed, but because of the weariness of sleepiness, she couldn't stand it anymore. In the end, she only woke up for 2 minutes, and then slowly I closed my eyes.

A mass of softness and tranquility in vain.

Sleeping face is also carefree.

Fu Qianyuan tucked the corner of the quilt into Fu Tong's neck, didn't move, didn't make a sound, just sat there watching quietly, watching his slightly closed eyes, watching his claws unconsciously folded up when he fell asleep, watching him circle around The warm fluffy tail beside him, look at the soft point at the end of his tail that looks like a blade.

Bit by bit, inch by inch, the line of sight was almost greedy, until the day outside the window was covered by twilight, and the sun was sinking at the end, and finally got up, bowed his head and pressed a kiss on Fu Tong's forehead, went out silently, and gave Shen Ze's number I dug it out from the address book and dialed.

It took a long time to pick up over there, the background sound was very noisy, Shen Ze almost roared to make his voice as clear as possible: "...Boss, I know you are a big boss, but even a big boss Can’t you be so self-willed? Can you check the time before you keep calling? Every time it’s either in the middle of the night or before I plan to start nightlife. For example, today, I am an elderly person who has cultivated my body and mind, and I finally managed to have a nightlife. Bundi, do you have the heart to interrupt me like this?"

In Mr. Fenghuang's time cognition, after the nap time is counted as nightlife time, it can be more or less, which is very frank.

But he can wave freely, but others cannot make him wave smoothly.

Like now.

Without Fu Qianyuan's answer, Shen Ze also knew that what he asked just now was just a white question, and it was no different from humiliating himself, let alone could not bear it, this dog has no heart at all in front of people other than Fu Tong.

Mr. Fenghuang was very self-aware. In order to prevent another mental attack, he consciously found a quiet place and cut off the words before Fu Qianyuan could speak: "Come on, tell me, what's wrong with your little one? It's a memory recovered, or is there finally an unspeakable negative distance between the two of you?"

After thinking about it, I feel that the latter is more likely between the two hypotheses. After all, Fu Tong's transition period has passed, and the right time, place and people are available, which is simply unreasonable.

only……

Shen Ze hesitated for a moment, and then he was a little tangled in what he said later: "You... cough, although I am very open-minded and can accept anything, but your brat is so thin-skinned, it's not good for you to be promiscuous all day long, right? "

Didn't expect a dragon like yours.

Alas.

With such an idea in mind, Shen Ze rubbed his chin, and then thought about Fu Qianyuan's usual ascetic posture. He just felt that this person might not be a serious dragon. The people around said first: "Do you know Qin Yu?""

Qin Yu, the swan of the demon beast of destiny, who can discern yin and yang through the world and read the books of the world, is also the one who solves doubts.

Although they are all destiny monsters over five figures in age, Fu Qianyuan is indifferent and reclusive by nature. He and Qin Zihang are the only people who come and go in Long Xunshan. He can remember that Honghu's name is Qin Yu, which is not bad. It's the same on the side, wandering around without a fixed place, and I'm afraid I haven't even met Fu Qianyuan.

The two had never had much contact with each other, but now one of them suddenly asked about the other, Shen Ze had a bad feeling: "Is something wrong?"

When he asked the question, the answer he got was silence. Shen Ze's heart sank, and he forcibly held back without urging him. He waited quietly for a long time, and finally heard the movement from the microphone again. Fu Qianyuan spoke in a low voice. In a low, heavy voice, he told about Fu Tong's strange behavior in front of Wen Lang and Wen Rong twice before.

After listening to him, Shen Ze frowned, and his expression gradually became serious.

When he first heard what Fu Qianyuan said, he felt that Fu Tong must have been under a spell, but after thinking about it, he felt wrong. There are many spells in this world that can make people feel dark, and if there are not a hundred, there are a few. Ten, but none of them can appear in the awake state of the practitioner, and he has not noticed anything yet.

Because how big is the dark side in a person's heart, how many there are, when it appears and why it appears, he himself is actually clearer than anyone else.

So it's not like Fu Tong is under a spell, but more like...

It's more like another soul has lived in Fu Tong's body. He is paranoid, indifferent, crazy, and his heart is full of hatred. Flesh, Fu Tong's bones, Fu Tong's everything, until the clear and transparent soul was eaten away, and the person who still had some warmth was completely turned into a hideous and dark existence.

When he looks at you, he is him, but he is not him.

……terrible.

The more Shen Ze thought about it, the more he felt chills in his heart, and then he understood the reason why Fu Qianyuan suddenly came to Qin Yu, the spells to ward off evil spirits, kill and divination, different monsters are in charge of different fields, and Fu Tong involved in this incident No one can match Honghu in the field he has reached.

The title of Puzzler is not for nothing. If even Honghu doesn't know the reason behind it, then no one will really know.

It's just that the truth is the truth, but Honghu is not so easy to find.

Shen Ze rubbed the center of his brows in some embarrassment, worried: "Qin Yu's words... I know him, but you also know that he is elusive, wandering around 360 days a year, and waiting for him to see him. He has no other choice but to appear by himself, and he has become more and more Buddha in the past 1000 years, the last time I saw him... wait!"

Shen Ze raised his head abruptly, and looked at the mirror in front of him with some disbelief. The mirror reflected the hustle and bustle behind him, and at the end of the hustle and bustle, sitting in the corner of the bar, was a person Shen Ze was quite familiar with. With a sober expression and a cold expression, coupled with a dusty Wei Jin big-sleeved shirt, no matter how you look at it, it is not in the same style as the surroundings.

The Hanfu dancers are awesome.

And this boss is none other than Honghu.

Shen Ze: "..."

For a moment, Shen Ze thought that he had misread it, and after taking a few more glances to confirm that the person sitting there was indeed Qin Yu and not his own hallucination, his mood was beyond complicated.

The morals of the world have really changed. Even Honghu, a serious old cadre's style of monsters, has started to dance, not ordinary di, but Hanfu di.

awesome.

I admire you.

Disrespect and disrespect.

Mr. Fenghuang was very shocked, and lost his reaction under the shock. He stared at Qin Yu for several minutes but couldn't regain his senses. His sudden silence made Fu Qianyuan a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"..." Shen Ze looked at Qin Yu in a daze, and said in a light voice, "You may not believe it, even I myself don't dare to believe it, but I really, seem to see Honghu."

After saying this, Shen Ze rubbed his face, and finally regained his senses from the horror brought about by the incident of "Honghu can also dance", and then, as if he was afraid that Qin Yu would run away suddenly, he hurried towards the bar Walked over, then raised his hand, tentatively and cautiously, and patted Qin Yu's shoulder lightly: "... Qin Yu?"

Qin Yu turned his head and smiled at him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

I heard that different monsters are in charge of different domains——

Qin Yu: "I'm good at dancing in Hanfu."

Wen Rong: "I'm good at drawing and raising cubs."

Wen Lang: "I'm good at picky eaters, and I occasionally knock on Mr. Qin's door with a rice bowl in my mouth."

Shen Ze: "I'm good at pretending to be drunk, and I'm always ready to be someone's wingman."

Other onlookers: "..."

Is there something wrong with the painting style of this year's bigwigs?