Save the poor little one [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Qingshu was originally afraid that other people would find it strange, but he didn't expect that the crew had already gotten used to it, and now he was not surprised to see Wen Shihelai, and even greeted him freely.

It's just that there was an obvious change in the atmosphere between the two. Everyone exchanged glances, tacit understanding, and even Fu Wen could see it. He ran to Fu Qingshu and pulled him aside and whispered: "You two are, Made it? Congratulations."

Fu Qingshu nodded, and Fu Wen was a little bit lemony: "Hey, when will I meet my real man? Do you think the entertainment industry will still have such high-quality and dedicated Gong as your old Gong?"

"Didn't you say that there is some kind of president? Are you two developing now?"

Speaking of this, Fu Wen fainted, "Don't mention it, it's not like you don't know how busy I am at work these days, besides, he is a president, so maybe he doesn't remember me at all, and we have nothing to do with each other at all. , and don’t know each other well, alas, it seems that the two of us should be impossible.”

About Lu Xiangnian, Fu Wen had told Fu Qingshu before that he felt that Lu Xiangnian gave him a stronger impression than he had imagined. I don't know why, but it's a pity that he didn't interview and meet Lu Xiangnian earlier for Wen Shihe. Xiang Nian, because Lu Xiangnian is no worse than Wen Shihe.

It's just that Fu Wen hadn't had any contact with Lu Xiangnian in the interview before he came out so far, and Wen Shihe didn't pay attention to these two, and it was not within his task to match the protagonist's offense and defense, so Wen Shihe didn't disturb them at all. The protagonist's guilt after breaking the emotional line.

Fu Wen vomited his recent bitterness to Fu Qingshu, but he was still careless - he caught a glimpse of Wen Shihe's expression on the side, and realized that the young couple had just been together, and he had been bullying Fu Qingshu all this time, anyone would jealous.

"Ah, I forgot." Fu Wen looked at Fu Qingshu teasingly, turned his eyes to Wen Shihe, turned his eyes around twice, and then returned to Fu Qingshu, "It's my fault that you talk, you talk. "

After talking about Fu Wen, he left to find someone to eat and drink with, and the other people were also wise enough not to bother the two of them.

Fu Qingshu pulled Wen Shihe to the place where he was sitting before, and saw that someone had thoughtfully vacated the seat next to him, he was a little bit dumbfounded, he was lucky to meet such a loving crew.

The crew waited from the morning until the next day in the evening, and celebrated all night. They all ate and drank freely. In the end, Director Li and a few people who were not drunk took taxis for the others to send back.

Wen Shihe followed Fu Qingshu back to his apartment.

"You should have a lot of work in the future, so do you want to live with me during this time? How can there be a couple who just got together and then separated from work, don't you think?"

As soon as he sat on the sofa, Wen Shihe hugged him tightly. Fu Qingshu didn't want to get used to these intimate movements for the time being, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he didn't dodge. Fu Qingshu also tried to relax, with a slight expression on his face. Hong: "Is it too fast? Why don't you wait for a while, your body smells bad, let's take a shower first."

"Are you inviting me to stay tonight?"

Fu Qingshu just casually said that he wanted to divert this topic, but unexpectedly buried himself in another hole, so he blushed and stopped talking.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It's really a little fast. We'll talk about this later. You can go to take a shower now. You must be very tired, right? Don't worry, I won't stay tonight. I won't wait until you change your mind. Late."

Wen Shihe left a soft kiss on Fu Qingshu's forehead, and then let him go.

For some reason, Fu Qingshu felt empty in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to retain those tenderness.

He grabbed the corner of Wen Shihe's clothes as he was about to get up, not daring to look into Wen Shihe's eyes: "It's so late, today... stay..."

Although the voice of the last few words is very low, but the space is so big, the two of them are so close, how could they not hear it.

"What did you say?"

Seeing that Wen Shihe didn't respond, Fu Qingshu asked back, thinking that he really didn't hear clearly, so he really mustered up the courage to say it again.

"OK!"

Just as Fu Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, he was about to stand up, but he was vacated in an instant, and his perspective changed.

He was hugged by the princess.

Although Wen Shihe came to Fu Qingshu's apartment for the first time, he looked very familiar, and found the bathroom with Fu Qingshu in his arms.

Everything that happened after that was so fast that Fu Qingshu didn't even have time to think about it.

There was the sound of rushing water, hot air permeated the entire bathroom, and two hot bodies.

Fu Qingshu's consciousness was fuzzy, and he only remembered that Wen Shihe was still panting by his ear asking for his approval in a low voice when he reached the last step.

Unable to turn his mind, Fu Qingshu nodded according to his real reaction, and replied hoarsely, "I am willing."

Then, combine the two into one.

It was the first time for Fu Qingshu to experience the double impact of pain and pleasure, and his soul was so high that he was about to ascend to immortality.

Wen Shihe's physical strength is very good, Fu Qingshu's consciousness only stays after the two of them have been in the bathroom twice, Wen Shihe hugged himself limp as mud to the bed, and in a daze he dragged Wen Shihe together again, In the end, he lived up to expectations and passed out.

……

By the time Fu Qingshu fully regained consciousness, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The feeling on the body is very strange, a little uncomfortable, but it can be felt that it must have been cleaned by someone, and the sheets under the body are also newly changed, and there is no unknown liquid at all.

Wen Shihe was not on the bed, it looked like he must have been awake for a long time.

Fu Qingshu suddenly smelled a scent of rice, and his stomach started growling. Only then did he feel that besides his body discomfort, his stomach was also empty, his limbs were weak, and he didn't know if it was because of other things or because he was hungry.

Just as she was about to get up, she saw Wen Shihe coming in with a bowl of porridge.

"You woke up, how are you feeling?"

Wen Shihe quickly put the bowl on the bedside table, helped Fu Qingshu up, changed him into a comfortable position, and put a pillow on his back.

"I'm not a porcelain doll, so don't be so nervous."

Although he said so on the lips, his heart and face were very honest. He liked the feeling of being cared for by others, probably because he was still a person who lacked love at heart.

Wen Shihe knew that his mouth was stiff, but he didn't expose it. He said, "You must be hungry. You can't eat spicy food now, so I cooked porridge for you. The temperature should be just right. You can try it."

Fu Qingshu's eyes moved to the bowl on the bedside table. A bowl of ordinary porridge looks good, but it's hard to imagine that someone like Wen Shihe would cook porridge by himself. According to Fu Qingshu's stereotype, Wen Shihe should be a ten-finger porridge. Not sticking to Yangchun water, everything is customized by senior nutritionists or handled by servants.

"Did you really cook this?"

Fu Qingshu picked up the porridge and smelled it, but there was no burnt smell.

"I don't look like someone who can cook porridge?"

Wen Shihe asked.

Fu Qingshu nodded honestly: "Not quite, I think you are the kind of person who can't even burn himself."

Then Fu Qingshu took a sip, the temperature was just right, it should have been specially cooled by Fu Qingshu, it was soft and melted in the mouth, there was no strange taste, just like a bowl of ordinary porridge, but he tasted the sweetness abruptly .

"How does it taste?" Wen Shihe couldn't find any suitable ingredients for porridge at Fu Qingshu's house, so he had to cook a bowl of porridge without adding anything. Judging by Fu Qingshu's appearance, it shouldn't be that bad. Not bad, but I haven't done it for a long time, so I don't know if there is a regression.

"That's it, no taste." Fu Qingshu said, but quickly finished the porridge, because he was really hungry.

"Have you eaten?" He took the time to ask Wen Shihe while eating.

"Don't worry, I've eaten it." Wen Shihe replied, "Someone will come to deliver the food later, and I will help you apply the medicine after you finish eating."

Fu Qingshu heard this sentence when he put down the bowl, and immediately asked vigilantly: "What kind of medicine to apply?" Could it be the medicine from the place he thought of?

"Yesterday was the first time for you. I seem to have overdone it. The place should be swollen. Apply some medicine and it should heal faster."

Fu Qingshu was shy and embarrassed: "I can apply the medicine myself without your help."

"I haven't seen anywhere in your body, so don't be shy." Wen Shihe saw Fu Qingshu's embarrassment, and deliberately teased him.

When Fu Qingshu thought of yesterday's scene, he blushed to the point of bleeding. He really didn't expect that he would do such an intimate thing with a boyfriend who had just established a relationship, and the first time was bathroom play. He never knew that he was actually What a casual person.

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang, which solved Fu Qingshu's embarrassment, "Go and see who is here."

Wen Shihe went to open the door, and it happened to be Wen Shihe's assistant.

"Mr. Wen, here are your clothes and the medicine you need." The assistant pretended to be calm and handed the things in his hand to Wen Shihe.

"Thank you for running."

"No hard work, no hard work, it's my responsibility to do things for Mr. Wen." The assistant didn't seem to be curious at all, but in fact he was about to gossip, and his eyes were secretly looking behind Wen Shihe, but unfortunately there was no one there.

The news that Wen Shihe is pursuing an artist under the company has been spread for a long time, but many people don't believe it. There is no other news for so many days. Many people thought that Wen Shihe had played enough and didn't want to play anymore. Do it and make a big one.

The assistant received a call from Wen Shihe early in the morning asking him to come to a strange and familiar place to deliver clothes and that kind of medicine. Anyone can imagine what they did last night and how intense it was, otherwise what would happen? It will come to the point of needing medication.

Thinking of this, the assistant was a little envious. Mr. Wen was worthy of being Mr. Wen. Not only was he better than ordinary people in everything, but he was also better than ordinary men in that aspect. It really is that people are better than people, and it makes people mad.

The assistant enjoys the gossip all by himself, and finally An couldn't bear the excitement, and posted what she knew in the company's gossip group.

Wen Shihe was still wearing Fu Qingshu's clothes. Everything happened too suddenly yesterday, and he was completely unprepared. It was Wen Shihe's first time here, so of course he didn't change his clothes.

He couldn't wear yesterday's dirty clothes, so he had to find Fu Qingshu's clothes to make do with, but the two people's bodies were not the same at all. Fu Qingshu's clothes were too small for Wen Shihe, and they were very tight and uncomfortable. .

When Wen Shihe entered the room, Fu Qingshu was trying to get out of bed. He also wanted to see who was coming, but he overestimated his current physical condition, and his legs gave way and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he supported the bed with his hands He fell on the bed, even so, it still affected the wound.

"hiss--"

So when Wen Shihe entered the room, what he saw was Fu Qingshu's distorted face because of the wound.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Wen Shihe hurried over to help him up.

The author has something to say: I have read all the comments, I dare not say too much, but I am really trying to update daily... I hope I can persist (laughing and crying jpg) Thank you very much for the little angel who is still supporting me, I really love it you!