Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Xing Sen took off his shoes and went to bed, probably because this kid has really grown taller recently, the bed that was originally quite ample was suddenly crowded.

And in order not to squeeze Fang Zhuo, he still slept on the side.

Seeing his arms hanging outside, Fang Zhuo couldn't bear to say, "You can come here again."

Xing Sen said with a strained voice, "I can't come here again."

Fang Zhuo sighed in his heart, he is really a filial child, since he is a man anyway, it is really okay to squeeze.

He half propped himself up, reached out his hand very forcefully to grab Xing Sen's shoulder hanging on the outside, and moved it towards him with all his strength.

Xing Sen turned sideways with strength, facing Fang Zhuo, bent one arm under his head and closed his eyes.

Seeing him sleeping like an obedient baby, Fang felt itchy and rubbed his hair, "Good night."

Xing Sen didn't say a word, and didn't even move his eyelashes.

Fang Zhuo shook his head, the skill of sleeping in seconds is really amazing.

Reaching out to turn off the light, the ward was instantly enveloped in darkness. Under the effect of the medicine, Fang Zhuo fell into a deep sleep within a short time.

Almost at the next moment when his breathing was calm, the boy beside him suddenly opened his eyes.

Borrowing the thin moonlight outside the window, Xing Sen supported his head and looked greedily at the man's sleeping face.

Leaning closer, he whispered, "Dad, I like you so much."

The scorching breath swept over his ears, Fang Zhuo instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it twice, his eyelids trembled twice, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

Not long after Fang Zhuo fell asleep, he suddenly felt suffocated, and the two beans on his chest were numb and itchy.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that Xing Sen's head was resting on his shoulder, and his hands were tightly grasped, and they were already numb.

Fang Zhuo swallowed unbearably, feeling something strange in his body, he lowered his hand...

Terribly, the imprisoned bird suddenly became active, chirping and wanting to get out of the cage.

Damn, what's the fuss in the middle of the night.

Turning his head to look at the sleeping son next to him, Fang Zhuo clamped his legs awkwardly and touched his chest, something was wrong... He lifted up his clothes, and looked down at his chest under the faint light, damn it, it was swollen !

Fang Zhuo was terrified, and anxiously called the system, "Is this body so flirtatious? Why did I react when I didn't do anything?"

233 Seeing through can't be explained, it's very uncomfortable, and the tone is not good, "I don't know."

Fang Zhuo didn't believe it, "You must know."

twenty one,"……"

Fang Zhuo sneered, "If you don't report the truth, you will easily lose me."

233,"Oh, goodbye."

Fang Zhuo, "Brother Ah San San, I was wrong."

The system threw him three words, hehehe, escaped.

Fang Zhuo sighed sadly, squinting at the handsome Er Shi.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys are the most energetic, with strong firepower, and the heat is constantly passing from the side.

Fang Zhuo felt as if he was being roasted on the fire. The heat in his body increased instead of decreasing, making him uncomfortable.

Because the original owner often drank heavily at night, he fell asleep when he got home, and there were not many times when he released himself.

Hey, it really took too long.

Looking at Er Shi who was sleeping soundly, Fang Zhuo quietly rolled over and got out of bed.

In order not to wake Xing Sen, he didn't even turn on the light, and stepped into the bathtub as soon as he took off his clothes.

It was quiet at night, and the sound of water in the bathroom was amplified invisible. Xing Sen opened his eyes and touched the place next to him, it was still hot.

He got out of bed and came to the door of the bathroom, knocked lightly, "Dad?"

Fang Zhuo rushed for 5 minutes, it was useless, he was trying to be self-sufficient, when he was called out by Xing Sen, he was frightened.

Fang Zhuo: "..." Drying his body in embarrassment, he put on his clothes and went out.

Sensing the cold moisture on the man's body, Xing Sen frowned, "What are you doing in there?"

Fang Zhuo's face turned red immediately, but luckily it was too dark to see clearly.

He straightened his face and said solemnly, "It's a bit hot, take a shower."

Xing Sen said "Oh", and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his arm, with a serious tone, "Don't use cold water in the future, it's not good for your health."

Fang Zhuoxin said, son, as long as you don't jump out suddenly to scare people, papa's health will never be a problem.

Seeing the child lowering his head sullenly, Fang Zhuo patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Xing Sen actually blamed himself a bit, he really couldn't control himself, that's why he kissed him, he didn't expect a man to be so sensitive, without teasing...

Some things cannot be thought deeply, the more thought deeply, the easier it is to lose control.

Xing Sen opened his mouth, his voice changed, "I'll go wash it too."

Fang Zhuo looked at the figure who was walking past him, and wondered why he queued up to take a bath in the middle of the night?

He pretended to be walking towards the hospital bed, and immediately backed away as soon as the bathroom door was closed, putting his ear on the door to eavesdrop.

Yo, it's really a bath.

Just as he was about to leave quietly, he suddenly heard a low, muffled hum, which was strange and sexy.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

He blinked, and patted himself on the face with his backhand, calm and calm, his son is getting older, isn't this fucking normal, there's nothing to make a fuss about.

After some self-reprimanding, his heart finally calmed down, Fang Zhuo stooped and groped back to the bed, turning his face to the window.

The bathroom door was pulled open, making a creaking sound, and Fang Zhuo quickly shrank into a ball.

Soon, the bed behind him sank, and Xing Sen got under the quilt again.

He glanced at Fang Baba who had shrunk into a shrimp, and reached out to touch it, "Dad, if you go to the side, you should fall."

"Ah? Oh." Fang Zhuo closed his eyes, looked drowsy, and moved a little inside.

Xing Sen guessed that the man probably heard something just now, and he was embarrassed.

He said bluntly, "Dad, I have someone I like very much."

This is taking the initiative to talk to me, Fang Zhuo stopped pretending, turned around and faced Xing Sen face to face, with an expression of listening.

Xing Sen knew that when he faced a man, he would easily lose control, so he half-closed his eyes, restrained all his emotions, and said softly, "It's a man."

Fang Zhuo was stunned.

He only bent after wearing it, and he had never come out in front of his parents, so he didn't know how he, as a parent, should react at this time.

Thinking back and forth between "reprimand" and "comfort", after half a minute, he finally chose the tolerant and loving father.

It might scare his son, so he lowered his voice and said softly, "Whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you like it, Dad will support you."

Xing Sen still lowered his eyes and seemed to be in pain, Fang Zhuo immediately leaned over and gave him a hug.

"Life is your own. Dad doesn't want you to be bound by external factors. Grandma also thinks the same as me. We all hope that you can live happily."

Xing Sen raised his eyes, his gaze was heavy, he reached out and hugged Fang Zhuo forcefully, and put his chin against the man's shoulder, "Is it true that anyone can do it?"

"Yes." After Fang Zhuo finished speaking, he suddenly remembered some Mary Suwen, and immediately added, "But you can't play the game of robbing."

Xing Sen didn't speak, just strangled the man tightly with his arm steel, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Fang Zhuo only thought that he was overjoyed, he patted his head helplessly, looked at the dim ceiling, and recalled the conversation they had just had.

Trust, tolerance, and unconditional support, where can I find such a good papa?

He called out the system and said confidently, "The trust value must have increased, take a look."

233 looked at the data, "Wow, the current trust value is 9 points."

Oh yeah.

Fang Zhuo said goodnight to the system, and fell asleep contentedly.

Early the next morning, the doctor came to round the ward to confirm that the patient's body had returned to normal, and he was approved to be discharged from the hospital.

Before being discharged from the hospital, Fang Zhuo repeatedly told him not to eat too much, which made Fang Baba very embarrassed in front of his son.

As soon as the two arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Xing Sen's cell phone rang.

Fang Zhuo glanced secretly, the incoming call was a string of numbers.

Xing Sen stared at the number for a moment, and connected without any hesitation.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Anyway, my precious son's face changed, and there was a gloomy feeling that the storm was about to come.

When Xing Sen hung up the phone, he asked, "What happened?"

Xing Sen frowned, and looked up at the man. He is not alone now. He has Lu Xun, so he can no longer do things as recklessly as before.

"The teacher asked me why I didn't go to class. I thought I had already asked for leave this morning, but I didn't." Xing Sen's tone was very flat, but his thumbs hanging on both sides pinched the knuckles of his index fingers, restraining his emotions.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly said, "I'll just go home by myself, you hurry to school."

Xing Sen nodded, "Okay."

A taxi happened to pass by, Fang Zhuo stopped him, and quickly stuffed his son into it.

He stood in place and watched Xing Sen leave. He waited until he couldn't see the rear of the car, then took out his mobile phone and looked up the number he had just written down.

It turned out to be the landline number of the police station.

In a place like the police station, of course, the less non-staff personnel come and go, the better. Fewer means better law and order.

Like Fang Zhuo, there are really not many people who want to go to the police station if they have nothing to do.

He lowered his head and grabbed the small bag on his arm that was about to come out from the mosquito, and asked the system, "Hasn't it come out yet? I'm about to be bitten to death."

233, "Be patient."

Fang Zhuo couldn't bear it anymore, he used his nails to pinch cross flowers on the small bag, and after pinching, he felt refreshed all over.

When Xing Sen came out of the police station, he looked up and saw his silly father who was smiling all over his face.

The man was leaning on the car door with his legs folded, looking very chic, which attracted many girls to turn their heads.

Xing Sen's gloomy eyes glanced at a girl who was in a nympho, the girl was startled, she quickly looked away, and walked away with a look of fear on her friend's arm.

Fang Zhuo didn't notice this, and was rehearsing in his mind what kind of expression he should have when he confessed everything to him later.

If it was released before, this kind of private stalking behavior would only be repelled by Xing Sen on guard.

But it is different now, he is a man with 9 points of trust, Xing Sen will only think that Papa cares about him.

"Why are you here?" Xing Sen walked in, lowering his head slightly to look at the man's flushed face.

Fang Zhuo hummed, "Cheat me."

Xing Sen said, "I just don't want you to worry."

Fang Zhuo raised his head, signaling that he had better be honest, otherwise today would be endless.

Xing Sen raised his hand to take the white catkins from his hair, "I told you all, but it's not here."

"Okay, tell me a place." Fang Zhuo spoke very well.

After all, once Xing Sen tells the last secret in his heart, it means that he has given all his trust to him.

The last trust point is crucial and deserves to be delivered in a dignified or ostentatious place.

This is called ritual.

Xing Sen suddenly possessed himself, the tip of his nose brushed against Fang Zhuo's ear, and his soft breath swept past, Fang Zhuo's whole body trembled.

"Dad is ticklish?" Xing Sen had already straightened up, the sun was shining in his black eyes.

Not only is he afraid of tickle, his body is also frighteningly sensitive. Fang Zhuo naturally remembered what happened last night, and his heart was utterly terrible.

He said, "Don't be too big or too small."

"Oh." Xing Sen thought for a while and said, "Go to your work place."

Although some services have been banned in the clubhouse, there are still scenes of men and women in harmony. Fang Zhuo feels that it is not appropriate for his son to go there.

Seeing that the man was hesitating, Xing Sen spoke again, this time with a bit of aggrieved tone, "I want to know more about you, isn't that okay?"

Fang Zhuoxin softened all of a sudden, and immediately nodded, "It's fine if you say so."

Xing Sen smiled, his teeth were dazzlingly white.

Tsk, my son smiled, Papa, I really wish I could give him all the stars and moons, they are so beautiful and contagious.

Before arriving, Fang Zhuo sent a short message to the manager, asking him to rectify his discipline.

But after all, the manager is not a roundworm in his stomach, and he cannot know all the thoughts in his heart, and there will always be something that he has not considered thoroughly.

For example, a long-legged big sister in a bunny outfit.

When Xing Sen entered the clubhouse and saw this scene, his entire face turned dark.

He turned his head and said with a half-smile, "So Dad likes this?"