The movie star's dumb little milk bag

Not long after, a group of bodyguards in black suits came in to protect Fu Zhiyan and Si Qi.

Fu Zhiyan just came out of the set, dressed in a gray-black suit, his hair was combed back meticulously, exposing his forehead, he was tall, his eyebrows were slightly frowned at this moment, he looked extremely aggressive, obviously annoyed by a group of reporters outside the door patient.

Yuan Qiao knew that at this moment he should turn his head and leave immediately, but for some reason, he couldn't move for a long time.

No matter how lofty and unapproachable Fu Zhiyan is in the eyes of outsiders, Yuan Qiao always remembers that he held Xiao Bai's ears with his hands, patiently made him laugh, and remembered that he still did not leave after sending her home, even if he saw I went downstairs again Zhiyi Zhengli, still restrained not to approach.

Xu felt the overly focused gaze, Fu Zhiyan turned his head suddenly, the place where Yuan Qiao was standing was very dark, Fu Zhiyan frowned and looked at it for a while, then turned around and went up to the second floor under Si Qi's urging.

Si Qi invited a lot of guests today, all of them were kids from rich families who usually hang out together, when they saw Fu Zhiyan coming in, they all stood up subconsciously.

The Fu family is a veritable wealthy family, the rich roots are just young, and they are the targets of all major families.

However, Young Master Fu was in a bad mood today, so he habitually took out his phone and took a look. As expected, he still didn't receive any response from Yuan Qiao to the jokes he searched carefully on the Internet.

"Here we come," Xie Lin sat on the sofa with Xia You in his arms, and when he saw Fu Zhiyan coming in, he sat down and greeted him, with an expression on his face that he was watching a good show.

Fu Zhiyan sat next to Xie Lin with a sullen face. Just as his butt touched the corner of the sofa, two guests had already stood up and came over with wine glasses to toast.

"Hey, let me tell you guys, don't make any upsides today," Si Qi said with a smile, "There are quite a few reporters squatting outside, and they will be photographed at that time, not to mention you, even I may be caught by Fu." Uncle called to drink tea."

Fu Zhiyan, Xie Lin and Si Qi grew up together, and they are the only two who dare to call the big crocodile who created the "Fu's" business empire "uncle".

When the two heard it, they were also very savvy, and they drank up the wine in their glasses with a smile, and walked away in embarrassment.

"Why do you look unhappy?" Xia You squinted at him, looked around Fu Zhiyan pretending to be curious, and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you bring your little friend here today?"

One sentence hit Fu Zhiyan's weakness, he picked up the wine glass in front of him angrily, and drank it all in one gulp.

"This is a limited edition whiskey!" Si Qi was heartbroken: "Master Fu, what kind of flavor did you taste?"

"The smell of wine," Fu Zhiyan said expressionlessly.

Several people chatted for a while, and the manager came to report that it was almost time for the ribbon-cutting.

The opening ceremony of Haoting today can be described as a gathering of big names, and many reporters were invited. Everyone is very interested in this "big family feast".

Yuan Qiao stood far away beside the huge wall of roses, looking at Fu Zhiyan who was standing beside Si Qi. Obviously, although he was not the protagonist of the day, he was the one who received the most attention from the media.

Yuan Qiao pursed his lips. He suddenly realized that no matter how patient Fu Zhiyan was to him and how warm Fu Zhiyan's palm was, they were two parallel lines. .

He looked enviously at everyone around Fu Zhiyan, as if only someone with that status was worthy of standing with Fu Zhiyan, but he was destined to only stand in the corner.

"Fu Zhiyan is so handsome!" Ye Jin stood next to Yuan Qiao, holding up several photos with his mobile phone, and recorded a few short videos to send to Cheng Man who couldn't come.

Yuan Qiao lowered her head dejectedly, staring at the bright red paint in her hands, and rubbed her hands vigorously, but couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Standing at the door, Fu Zhiyan saw a whole wall of roses as soon as he turned his head. The fiery red roses looked more and more beautiful under the illumination of the overhead light, which had a great visual impact, and a small figure stood under it.

The child lowered his head halfway, his face was unhappy, his small mouth was pouted slightly, one hand was rubbing the other hand non-stop, probably unable to get rid of it, so the more he rubbed, the more he rubbed, the more angry he became.

Yuan Qiao was furious, patted Ye Jin, and told him in sign language to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"Go, go," Ye Jin was still busy recording the video, and after thinking about it, he turned his head uneasy: "Can one person do it?"

Yuan Qiao nodded, the bathroom is not far away, he can go there by himself.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Yuan Qiao stood by the sink, squeezed out the hand sanitizer, and rubbed vigorously, but it still didn't help. He was a little distracted, and his little hands were red from rubbing.

"Are you angry?" With a slightly hoarse but doting male voice behind her, Yuan Qiao was startled and turned around hastily.

Fu Zhiyan came in at some point, and closed the bathroom door casually, with a smile on his lips.

This was the first time Fu Zhiyan laughed tonight.

Fu Zhiyan approached Yuan Qiao step by step. He was tall, standing in front of Yuan Qiao seemed to be able to block the light on his head.

"Dirty hands?" Fu Zhiyan was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he stood a few steps away from him.

Hearing this familiar but long-lost voice, Yuan Qiao actually felt an inexplicable grievance, he flattened his mouth, and pitifully stretched out his two little hands in front of Fu Zhiyan, like a good baby.

Seeing that it was covered with paint, Fu Zhiyan smiled silently, looked into Yuan Qiao's eyes and asked tentatively, "Shall I wash it for you?"

Yuan Qiao thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded hesitantly after a while.

Fu Zhiyan stepped forward, put his hands on Yuan Qiao's shoulders, turned him to face the mirror, squeezed hand sanitizer on Yuan Qiao's palms, stood behind him, put his hands around Yuan Qiao, and almost covered his whole body. circle in his arms.

Fu Zhiyan's movements were very slow and careful, like a child washing his favorite plush toy. The difference is that the plush toy in Fu Zhiyan's arms was stiff all over, and he huddled in front of Fu Zhiyan, not daring to move.

Yuan Qiao's hands were small, and they were red from being rubbed by himself just now. At this time, they were wrapped in Fu Zhiyan's palms. He secretly raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhiyan behind him through the mirror.

Fu Zhiyan noticed Yuan Qiao's gaze and also felt Yuan Qiao's nervousness, but he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. From Yuan Qiao's violent reaction in the car last time, although he was still uncomfortable, it didn't seem to be a big deal. Too resistant, does this mean that Yuan Qiao has slowly begun to accept his approach?

Young Master Fu was in such a good mood that he was in a good mood, and he seemed to be much happier after serving people to wash their hands. He gently scratched Yuan Qiao's palm with his index finger. At Fu Zhiyan's glance, he looked like a kitten waving its paws and bluffing.

"Yuan Qiao, let's talk, shall we?" Fu Zhiyan took a tissue to wipe Yuan Qiao's hands, and asked seriously.