After returning to China, the paranoid little boyfriend went crazy

——It’s time for a dog, why should I care so much about Director Fu’s comfort and click on this Weibo!

——upstairs! !The worry that was originally full of worries was abruptly blocked back by a mouthful of dog food...

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

——Don’t struggle upstairs, there won’t be any in the future.

——So, the photo of Dao Fu that Xu Ci deleted from Weibo after his last birthday should be because he thought her husband was too handsome and didn't want to show it to us...

——Be more confident upstairs and remove the word "should".

——Xu Xiaoci is really amazing, like a dog who protects food, who will snatch it from you! !

——I laughed so hard, I suddenly felt that Xu Ci was so cute, and I became a fan.

——Everyone wants to see Dao Fu's handsome face, but I am different, I control it by hand (dog head)

——Hahahahaha I am a real hand controller, without a dog head.

——Director Fu's hands are really beautiful, the joints are clear and slender, there are faint blue veins on the back of the hand, and the skin is still cold and white...

——Compared with Fu Dao's hand, Xu Ci's hand is not so good-looking, it looks so hard.

——After all, it's a boy's hand. It's normal for the knuckles to look hard, but his hands are quite small.

——It doesn’t matter if the hands are hard, as long as some places are soft.

--report!Upstairs ghs! ! !

——Don’t you guys think that Director Fu’s perfect fingers are used in some occasions e, rogue qg?

——Damn it, the picture is already in the brain, and the nosebleed remains...

——What are you talking about, why can't I understand? (doge)

——Sister upstairs, stop pretending, how can I remember that you wrote the article about the beast-like Xu Ci before!

……

Xu Ci has already clicked on the three dots in the upper right corner to delete Weibo.

Fu Sheng didn't pay attention to the comments, and found his movements questioning: "What's wrong?"

Xu Ci looked down at Fu Sheng's slender right hand: "They said they wanted to hold your hand."

Fu Sheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you unhappy?"

"..." Xu Ci pursed her lips and did not speak, tightly clutching Fu Sheng's index finger.

"What's the matter with netizens?" Fu Sheng hooked the palm of Cici's beard, "Only you can hold hands, and they can only talk hi."

Xu Ci was reluctantly persuaded, and let go of this Weibo, but kept holding on to Fu Sheng's fingers for everything, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Cub..." Fu Sheng pulled his trousers halfway, and looked sideways at Xu Ci helplessly, "Can you loosen it first?"

Xu Ci failed to support her as she wished yesterday, but now she is eager to try: "I can help you."

Xu Ci opened a pair of beautiful eyes, looked at Fu Sheng without any charm, and asked for his opinion.

Fu Sheng really couldn't do anything about him: "I just woke up and didn't have much energy, and I haven't reached the point where I can't even do this."

Xu Ci felt aggrieved and said, "It's not like I haven't touched it before."

Fu Sheng: "..."

Speechless.

Who made Fu Sheng have no bottom line for Xu Ci, after all, he made the little boy get his wish, and he gently squeezed it as if he felt something novel.

"..."

Fu Sheng's blue veins twitched and pushed his hand away: "Xu Ci..."

"What's wrong?" Xu Ci raised his head in doubt, his face full of innocence.

"When I leave the hospital, you are prepared to stay in bed for three days." Fu Sheng said coldly.

"...Okay." Xu Ci blinked slowly.

How could Xu Ci be afraid of such a threat from Fu Sheng, he wished he could stick to Fu Sheng all the time and behave intimately.

In the afternoon, the full report on Fu Sheng's body came out. All the injuries were recovered well, and his brain was fine. Everything was normal and he just needed to repair it.

Even so, Fu Sheng stayed in the hospital for nearly 20 days before he was allowed to leave the hospital.

Therefore, Xu Ci's Mid-Autumn Festival gift was wasted.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival had passed more than ten days ago, Xu Ci and Fu Sheng reunited in the ward and ate the mooncakes sent by Jiang Hui and Bai Tangsheng.

Although Xu Ci was disappointed that the gift was gone, Fu Sheng coaxed him to feed him several mouthfuls of mooncakes, and promised to give him the gift later.

After all, this kind of fun in bed doesn't necessarily have to wait for the festival.

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On the day they were discharged from the hospital, Xu Ci and Fu Sheng were the two of them. The crew had already finished filming. Because Fu Sheng sent back several scenes for reshoots, it was not completed until a few days ago.

Fu Sheng was discharged from the hospital today, so Jiang Hui set the final banquet for today.

The leading actors were very generous and waited until today. Yu Mu also took time to film a variety show, and came back for dinner today.

Since Fu Sheng had just been discharged from the hospital and it was not suitable to drink alcohol, there were no fancy things in the wrap-up banquet, and it was mainly about eating.

But it's impossible not to drink at all, Fu Sheng stood up and picked up a glass of wine: "Everyone has worked hard during this time, I respect you with this glass of wine, and wish you all better and better future."

The filming of this film went fairly smoothly, and Xu Ci was probably the biggest setback for Fu Sheng.

But he is willing to do it, as long as the child can be well, it's okay to make a little trouble.

Xu Ci tugged Fu Sheng's clothes hesitantly, and whispered, "Drink less."

Fu Sheng looked sideways and smiled helplessly: "Just take a sip."

He raised his glass and touched everyone in the air, and took a sip: "Everyone knows my situation, and some people are strictly controlling me, so I can do whatever I want."

Everyone looked at Xu Ci one after another, some ridiculed others, and some envied Fu Sheng for really pampering him.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone was also a little bit drunk. Some people were so forgetful that they didn't remember that Fu Sheng had just been discharged from the hospital. They came to respect him with a wine glass, but Xu Ci drank it for him.

When everyone saw that there was something going on, they all toasted Fu Sheng like the trend, and finally all of them fell into Xu Ci's stomach.

Fu Sheng started to stop him a long time ago, but he couldn't do it. Others made noises and Xu Ci followed suit, drinking one cup after another stubbornly, standing in front of Fu Sheng like a hero.

Xu Ci was carried back by Fu Sheng.

The place to eat is not far from the hotel. After tidying up, they should go back to the apartment tomorrow. The apartment expires next month. Fu Sheng does not plan to renew the lease. After all, they will go out for a year and move their things directly to the new house Just leave it alone.

It is now more than October, and the night is no longer hot and dry in summer, but with the unique coolness of autumn.

Xu Ci lay on Fu Sheng's shoulders like a child, and was hugged by him face to face with his buttocks on his back, his face was blushing unreasonably.

After being drunk, Xu Ci's body temperature was much higher than usual, and being hugged in her arms was warm and hot, dispelling a bit of the chill.

He didn't completely lose consciousness, he hugged Fu Sheng's neck and muttered: "Brother..."

"Ok?"

"I can take care of you too." Xu Ci rubbed against Fu Sheng's neck.

"Well, cub is the best." Fu Sheng tilted his head and kissed him.

"I blocked the wine for you today." Xu Ci said as if asking for credit.

"It's amazing." Fu Sheng praised him without hesitation.

"Well... will you give me a reward?" Xu Ci arched Fu Sheng's neck.

It has been more than 20 days since the operation, but it does not mean that Fu Sheng's wounds are all healed.

Being rubbed against by Xu Ci so much, some wounds still hurt a bit.

But Fu Sheng didn't care, instead he asked Xu Ci in his arms with a light smile, "What reward do you want?"

Xu Ci's voice was soft and soft: "I want to post today."

Fu Sheng remembered the first fan who asked them for an autograph. If it wasn't for that girl, neither Fu Sheng nor Xu Ci would have known what "Tie Tie" meant?

He suppressed a smile: "Aren't we posting?"

Xu Ci dissatisfied: "It's the kind of deeper sticking..."

"How to go deep?"

"It's the usual kind of in-depth..."

The evening wind messed up Xu Ci's hair, and it made Fu Sheng's face very itchy.

Not only did his face itch, but his body was also aroused by Xu Ci.

Really haven't done it for too long.

He put his own face against Tie Xuci's profile: "Okay, we'll do it when we get back to the hotel before you go to bed."

"Can you wear a tail then?"

"……Can."

"Ears need to be worn, too."

"Okay, ears are easy to fall off, you have to support yourself."

"OK then……"

Fu Sheng walked slowly on the path with someone in his arms, and ran into a fan who came out of the snack shop on the night shift and was about to go home.

Xu Ci's face was buried on his shoulders, so he couldn't see his face at all, but he didn't wear a mask himself. He thought that there were few photos of himself exposed outside, and no one should have seen it, but he didn't expect to be recognized by fans at a glance.

"Is it Director Fu!" the girl shouted in surprise.

"Yes." Fu Sheng supported Xu Ci's buttocks with one hand, put one hand between his lips, "He fell asleep drunk."

The girl suppressed the urge to scream, and didn't step forward to disturb, but just blessed: "I wish you a long time!"

Fu Sheng waved to her, nodded slightly, then turned and left.

The girl took two steps, but still couldn't help but turned around and took a photo.

Under the dim streetlights, the tough man turned his back to the camera, holding a young man on the windy road in the evening. The young man only showed the upper part of his cheeks, and he stuck to the man's neck tightly, with his slender arms resting lightly on the man on the back.

She posted a Weibo in Xu Ci and Fu Sheng's cp chat:

——Ah ah ah ah ah ah I ran into Director Fu and Xu Xiaoci, Director Fu really has a great boyfriend, he is so handsome, and the porcelain boy is also so soft, he was obediently drunk and walked home by Director Fu, I really miss it rua woo woo woo...

——Those who said that Xu Ci didn't dare to take a full-body photo of Fu Sheng because Fu Sheng was in a bad state, please come out and take a look.

——I have to say, Director Fu's arm strength is really good...

——I was able to pick up a boy just after he was discharged from the hospital, so he shouldn't have suffered too much injury.

——I can finally feel relieved, since Xuci posted a picture of holding hands last time, there has been no movement...

——Why do I feel that Xu Ci stopped posting photos because we said that Dao Fu looks good and wants to hold hands?

——Porcelain Cub's inner os: Husband looks good everywhere, you guys want to grab everything, I won't show you anywhere!

Leaving aside the jokes on the Internet, Xu Ci was still conscious when the photo was taken, and he bit Fu Sheng's ear: "I didn't fall asleep."

"Well, you didn't sleep, but you don't want me to chat with fans all the time, do you?"

Xu Ci murmured: "I'm not drunk either..."

Fu Sheng was amused: "Are you still drunk?"

"I didn't." Xu Ci straightened her body, "I won't drink anymore, don't be angry."

Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment, remembering that when they were dating a long time ago, Xu Ci got very drunk several times.

Fu Sheng himself doesn't touch alcohol very much, although he doesn't mind Xu Ci drinking a little, but he doesn't want him to drink too much, after all, it hurts his body, and it's all outside.

When she was in college, Xu Ci hadn't completely ignored the outside world, at least she had normal communication with others.

Freshman Xu Ci lived in the dormitory. At that time, the six people in their dormitory had a good relationship. They often went out to get together, and Xu Ci sometimes went there.

The time Fu Sheng was most angry was when they were all drunk, and when they returned home, they thought that Xu Ci had called Fu Sheng and asked him to pick it up. Before it was broadcast, I shouted: Brother, I want to go home...

Fu Sheng waited until ten o'clock in the evening and didn't get a call. He was so anxious that no one answered when he sent messages or videos. Fortunately, Xu Ci sent him the address of the dinner before he left, and Fu Sheng found someone.

When Xu Ci woke up, Fu Sheng said seriously, next time you drink like this, you will be punished.

"Not angry." Fu Sheng withdrew from his memories, walked into the elevator with Xu Ci in his arms, and pressed down to the ninth floor.

Xu Ci struggled to get down, but Fu Sheng didn't know what he was going to do, so he had to put him down.

Xu Ci said seriously: "You are tired."

Fu Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he hugged him all the way, and he couldn't get tired any more.

Xu Ci seemed more and more energetic, and even got into the bathroom to fiddle with something after returning to the room, shutting Fu Sheng out.

Fu Sheng naturally guessed what he was doing, the cat's tail and ears were in the drawer of the sink.

He sat patiently on the bed, waiting for the cub to come to his door.

After 10 minutes, Xu Ci came out without a trace, perhaps because he still remembered that Fu Sheng didn't like the strong smell of alcohol, so he washed himself clean and climbed onto the bed with his tail and hands and feet.

"Brother, help me put it on..." Xu Ci couldn't put it on by himself, so he stuffed the tail into Fu Sheng's hand.

"It looks like it hasn't been washed after I used it last time." Fu Sheng felt that he shouldn't be in love for too long, otherwise Xu Ci would fall asleep when it was his turn later.

So he threw his tail aside without changing his expression, supported himself and said, "Put this on."

Xu Ci blinked her eyes and nodded slowly.

"My wound hurts, can you do it yourself?" Fu Sheng looked at him with a smile.

Xu Ci seemed to be bewitched to do what Fu Sheng wished. It would have been better if he hadn't fallen asleep at the peak of the heat.

Fu Sheng looked helplessly at the little brat in his arms, his low snoring sound next to his ears, he couldn't help being angry and funny.

"little bastard."

Patronizing the fire but not extinguishing it.