Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

In this nursery room, there are twelve cribs, most of which are dolls under two years old.

Most were quiet, and some had begun to squint and get dazed.

"Don't mess around!" Zhu Zi snatched the diaper from Shen Mochen's hand, "How can there be so many to change? I only changed a few of them half an hour ago!"

"Change it! It's comfortable!" The drunk couldn't grab the pillar, so he turned around and took another one from the box.

"I told you, there are not many to change, just stay aside!"

Shen Mochen was forced to take a step back by him, and quickly supported the wall to stand firmly, but suddenly turned his head and blinked at Fu Xingyun.

Before Fu Xingyun could react, Shen Mochen suddenly took a deep breath and whistled.

It's not the kind of whistling that makes you look cool, the whistle is clear and long, with a bit of tact.

The little dolls in the room visibly became agitated.

"Damn!" As soon as Zhuzi unbuttoned a doll's diaper, a beam of water shot towards his face, scaring him to catch it with the diaper in his hand.

After the whistle stopped, Shen Daxing walked into the room arrogantly, raised the diaper in his hand: "Competition?"

"All right! Competition, competition!" Zhu Zi lost his temper completely.

The two divided the field seriously, asked the young master to be the referee for them, and started the match.

Fu Xingyun struggled to hold back his laughter. To his surprise, Shen Mochen changed his diapers with steady hands. It seemed that this was a skill that had been performed thousands of times. It had been deeply engraved into his bones and became a muscle memory.

The slender hands gently tore off the Velcro on the side of the diaper, held up the baby's butt, quickly pulled out the diaper and put on a new one, then patted the baby's fat legs and covered them with a thin blanket.

The lights were dim, and there was a gentle smile in the eyes of the peach blossoms who charmed all beings on the runway and on the screen.

Fu Xingyun, who was leaning against the door, smelled a trace of stability and happiness from the mess of diapers in this room.

That night when Fu Xingyun stayed in the orphanage, Zhuzi was very embarrassed: "You are a young master, how can you get used to living in our poor place?"

Fu Xingyun smiled: "I just came out of military training, and I was sleeping in the cave yesterday!"

Zhu Zi scratched his head: "Okay, you can live on the first floor, in the room of Aunt Mei's son. That kid went to college in other places, the room is empty anyway, I will make you a new bed sheet."

Shen Mochen was already supported by the pillar to his bed.He drank too much himself and clamored to change diapers in the competition. When he was the last one, he was poured all over the boy's urine by the baby, and Zhu Zhu threw him into the bathroom with disgust. He hurriedly took a shower for him, and gave him Throwing it on the bed, he was already sleeping soundly.

Fu Xingyun was lying on the small bed in the orphanage, with his hands behind his head, quietly looking out the window.

Here is a world he has never been close to.

Those weak little lives, abandoned by those closest to them, should have struggled to die in the cold winter or the scorching heat, but because of some unspeakable chance, they have been continued here.

Shen Mochen's gentle eyes gave all the children the most solid support.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Fu Xingyun took out his phone.

The WeChat group was still lively, Zhang Yunchen and An Zhe sang together, and made an appointment to go to Qinglian City again before the next filming, to visit the lover's beach there, Lin Qianqian replied: You two big men go to the lover's beach?Do you want me to follow along?

Then there was a lot of disobedience from Zhang Yunchen.

Fu Xingyun smiled, this kind of wanton happiness has disappeared from his life for too long, but recently, with these friends, life seems to be alive again.

especially……

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had clicked on Shen Mochen's encyclopedia, and the pictures of men on the screen were either enchanting or expensive, and they were all very different from the drunk who dragged people to compete in changing diapers at night.

Thinking of Shen Mochen's drunken state just now, he smiled sullenly for a while, then turned the screen casually, and a game advertisement push flashed out.

The fingers quickly pressed the cut button, but stopped at the last moment.

Shen Mochen, dressed in military uniform, appeared in the middle of the game interface.

It's an apocalyptic game he endorsed - Mecha Future.

"Mecha Future" is a free fighting game with an apocalyptic background.

In the last days, human beings are invaded by alien species, and the population of the earth is greatly reduced. Many of the remaining people are possessed by alien species and become tools for alien species to compete for resources.

A war broke out between humans and mutants.

In the game, Shen Mochen was wearing a snow-white uniform, driving a mecha to fight the mutants in a high-spirited manner.

Fu Xingyun moved his fingers slightly and downloaded the game client.

After entering the game, Fu Xingyun wandered around.

The production of the game is good. The modeling and textures are considered to be very good among domestic games. Fu Xingyun has done a few novice tasks, and the overall feeling is quite good, even a little over the top.

As soon as he received a bunch of tasks and ran to his mecha, he heard someone whispering not far away: "Your mecha is so simple!"

Thinking it was the sound effect that comes with the game, Fu Xingyun manipulated the character's perspective to turn around, and there was not even an NPC in his sight.

"Don't look at it, turn off your phone and go to sleep!"

The sound was louder, as if it was not far away!

Fu Xingyun raised his head suddenly, and Shen Mochen was lying on the window sill looking at him.

Suddenly, the general in the game came out of the screen, smiling at his subjects in front of the summer starry sky.

"Brother, are you... awake?"

"Well," Shen Mochen put his hands on the window sill, sat on the window frame, swung his long legs back and forth twice, "still can't sleep?"

Fu Xingyun smiled: "I fell asleep at noon, so I'm not sleepy now."

"Kids don't play games at night," Shen Mochen jumped off the window sill, "Be careful not to grow taller in the future."

I don't know who whistled at the nursery door tonight and woke up the sleeping babies to pee.

Fu Xingyun is really interested in this game. The tasks he accepts now have a time limit. After completing them, he can get a limited skin for the second anniversary of the game.

He glanced at the phone screen, the countdown had only 10 minutes left, and he still had [-] mobs to fight.

"Okay, sleep!" Shen Mochen glanced at his screen, walked over and rubbed Fu Xingyun's head, "Lie down, I'll stay here with you."

Fu Xingyun turned off the phone and lay down obediently.

There was the distant cry of frogs outside the window, and the clear fragrance of medicine beside him. Fu Xingyun fell asleep in the silence of the room.

When I woke up again, it was broad daylight.

Outside the window, there was the sound of children playing, mixed with the soft reprimand of the aunt, and the crisp sound of cups and bowls colliding.

Fu Xingyun rubbed his eyes, and when he looked out of the window again, three little furry heads popped out of the window.

"What are you doing? Don't disturb the guests!" The chubby childcare aunt ran over, picked up the three children, turned around and took two steps, put them on the ground, and slapped each of them on the buttocks, "while playing go!"

The children ran away laughing and joking, and came back after a while, hiding under the window, jumping and looking in, seeing Fu Xingyun standing up and looking at them, they smiled shyly and left in a crowd.

"Woke up so early?" The mecha general from last night wore a large white T-shirt today, with a loose collar that exposed half of his collarbone. "It's only 06:30, don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Fu Xingyun jumped up from the bed.The children are all awake, how can he have the face to continue sleeping?

Shen Mochen waved to him: "Okay, get up and wash up!"

The toilets of the orphanage are shared, and there is a red plastic bucket in the sink, which is collecting water, and a group of children run in and out.

Shen Mochen waved to Fu Xingyun: "The conditions here are poor, please bear with me." After speaking, he handed Fu Xingyun a water glass and a toothbrush filled with toothpaste.

"Hmm..." Fu Xingyun looked around, "Where..."

Shen Mochen had already brought out the plastic bucket full of water, put it beside the gutter in front of the courtyard wall, and shouted: "Brush your teeth!"

A dozen or so children ran over immediately, each holding a small cup and a toothbrush.

Fu Xingyun watched in a daze as the group of children came to Shen Mochen in a line, scooped up water with a cup, then stretched out his small toothbrush, and asked Shen Mochen to squeeze a small strip of toothpaste on them.

Everyone giggled and stood in front of the ditch, as if they had rehearsed many times, raised their left hands together, took a sip of water, and began to gargle.

"Wow!" Everyone spit out a big sip of water together, you splashed on me, I spit farther than you, and the children laughed and laughed again: "Brother Fu, why don't you spit? Let's compete with us!"

Shen Mochen laughed and asked Fu Xingyun in a low voice: "It's outside, or go to the bathroom? There's no one around right now."

"Let's go outside!" Fu Xingyun looked amusing, he also raised the cup to rinse his mouth, and spit the water into the ditch with a splash.

"Wow, brother is amazing!" A group of mud monkeys shouted.

After a while, the children brushed their teeth halfway, and they all turned into little old men with white beards, and began to laugh at each other's "beards" again.

Fu Xingyun suppressed a smile the whole time and finished brushing his teeth, feeling like he might choke if he held back for a while.

Avoiding a water fight with the seven or eight-year-old dolls, Fu Xingyun still went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came out, the children had already been driven back to the room by Shen Mochen.

"Noodles for breakfast?" Shen Mochen took Fu Xingyun to the kitchen.There was a fight with the children just now, and the bottom half of his T-shirt was completely soaked. Shen Mochen took off the T-shirt as he walked, shaking it in his hands.

The summer sun comes out very early, and the temperature is almost 30 degrees at this moment, and you won't feel cold with your upper body bare. I don't know which child played too much in the water, and the hair on the back of Shen Mochen's head was wet.

Drops of water dripped down the ends of his hair, landed on his white back, and slowly slid down the obvious depression...

Fu Xingyun's eyes moved down slowly, and the water droplets rolled to his thin waist, slid down along the graceful arc of the waist, bypassed the waist, and seeped into the hem of his trousers.

"Aren't you... not cold?" Fu Xingyun licked his dry lower lip, his Adam's apple rolled, "I'll get you some clothes."

Shen Mochen turned around and wanted to say no, but Fu Xingyun had already turned and left, so he had to shout from behind: "The first room on the right, take any one from the closet..."

The door of the room was ajar, Fu Xingyun pushed the door open and went in.

A one-meter-wide bed, a simple old-fashioned wardrobe, a set of extremely old desk chairs leaning against the bed, all the furniture exudes an old smell.

Fu Xingyun opened the wardrobe, and the door creaked.The cabinet is also simple, with two T-shirts, two coats and a down jacket, covering spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The two T-shirts were the same, Fu Xingyun took one casually, and when he turned to go out, he seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye, and he looked back again.

That desk was old, and the drawers were not closed properly, revealing a small half of the gap, and a touch of shining blue emerged from the gap, which gave a very familiar feeling.

Fu Xingyun frowned, thinking that Shen Mochen was still waiting for his clothes, and left in a hurry.

When he returned to the kitchen, Shen Mochen had already boiled water and was leaning against the small table to play with his mobile phone.

It didn't take long for the water to boil, and Shen Mochen sprinkled two handfuls of noodles down, then turned to Fu Xingyun and asked, "There's no broth in the courtyard, how about tomato and egg noodles?"

"Oh, good." Fu Xingyun watched Shen Mochen cut tomatoes and scrambled eggs, and in the gap, he also turned the heat on the noodle pot and added cold water. His movements were coherent and harmonious, and the two activities did not delay each other.

"Anyone who can cook is amazing!" Fu Xingyun exclaimed, "There are so many things to do together."

Shen Mochen turned his head and smiled: "Are you implying that I am a master of time management?"

The two laughed for a while.

The noodles were ready soon. The sweet and sour tomato and egg marinade, together with the smooth and chewy noodles, made Fu Xingyun feel satisfied.

"Brother, you are amazing!" Praise blurted out.

"The filming is over, why are you still carrying this fan character?" Shen Mochen laughed.

"No, I'm your true fan now!" Fu Xingyun announced confidently.

"Okay, okay! I'm a real fan." Shen Mochen picked up the noodle bowl to drink the soup, "Next time I won't make noodles for you, but I'll make you a fan, so you can eat as much as you want!"

After the two of them ate the noodles, Mrs. Li from the kitchen rushed to the kitchen.

"I'm eating wonton today, right?" Shen Mochen put the cleaned noodle bowl on the draining rack, "I've filled the big pot with water, it should be boiling soon."

"Hey, it's really helpful." Sister Li hurriedly washed her hands and took out the frozen wontons from the refrigerator, "I helped them just now, but Xiao Fu fell ill again, and it took a long time to recover. "

Shen Mochen stood up abruptly: "I'll go and have a look."

"I'll go with you!" Fu Xingyun followed him out of the kitchen.

When walking into the yard, I suddenly heard someone calling from the iron gate: "Young master!"

Fu Xingyun raised his eyes, and Fu Cheng and Lao Chen were standing in front of the door.

Shen Mochen paused, "Boss Fu is here."

The two turned around and opened the iron gate. Fu Cheng looked at his nephew in surprise: "Xingyun, why are you here?"

Fu Xingyun smiled calmly: "This is my friend who was on the show with me——Shen Mochen. I came here with him last night. Uncle, is there something wrong with you here?"

Fu Cheng has been in business for many years, and he is very experienced in dealing with people and things. Although he still doesn't fully understand why his nephew is here, this matter will be cleared up sooner or later. The person in charge will contact me, and I made an appointment with the dean to come over and take a look today.”

While speaking, Aunt Mei had hurried out from the courtyard.

Fu Cheng didn't stay for too long, took a rough look at the size of the orphanage, and took away a stack of materials prepared by Aunt Mei.

Before leaving, he called Fu Xingyun: "Will you go back with me?"

Fu Xingyun glanced at Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen smiled: "Aren't you going back to country M tomorrow? Let's get together with family and friends today. I'll go back to city A later, and the company will have a meeting in the afternoon."

Later, Fu Cheng still left first. After he got the information, he had to negotiate with the relevant departments of Qinglian City, so there was no delay.

Shen Mochen walked out of Shitong Lane together with Fu Xingyun.

"Didi!" A horn rang beside the road, and Zhang Qinqin happily ran out of the car: "Brother Chen, I saw you!"

Seeing Fu Xingyun, she greeted him respectfully: "Brother Xing, you have worked hard on filming variety shows!"

Shen Mochen had already put on a hat and mask at the moment, and he smiled sullenly at the side: "Small mouth is so sweet!"

"That's right!" Zhang Qinqin raised his chin, "You can't embarrass Brother Chen, can you?"

It's the rush hour for work and school, and there are many pedestrians on the road. Although Shen Mochen is covered tightly, but with his superior body proportions, elegant and noble temperament, and standing with the handsome guy Fu Xingyun, there are already many people. Passers-by turned their heads frequently, showing signs of surrounding them.

"Oh, it seems to be exposed, Brother Chen, get in the car." Zhang Qinqin hurriedly opened the door for Shen Mochen.

There were so many pedestrians on the road, and there was a lot of noise, Shen Mochen walked towards the car door.

Is this going to leave?

Fu Xingyun suddenly felt empty.

He has only been in Qinglian City for two weeks, and this city is still unfamiliar to him.

In the past few years, he has been participating in extreme activities in various places, and he has a few partners he can talk to, but it seems that there is no one person or place that can make him feel nostalgic.

It is only now that I realized later that for such a long time, he has been like a strange passerby wherever he is.

This strangeness brought him a burst of panic, and even the monster in his heart was ready to move.

Shen Mochen turned his head in front of the car door, saw the blankness in Fu Xingyun's eyes, walked back two steps and stood in front of him.

The clear and pleasant smell surrounded him, Fu Xingyun raised his head, and heard the man say, "Mobile phone!"

Reflexively, he took out the phone, unlocked it, and handed it over.

"So obedient?" Shen Mochen laughed softly, and dialed a number to go out.

The clear ringtone of the mobile phone rang nearby, Shen Mochen returned the mobile phone to Fu Xingyun, reached out and took out his own mobile phone, and connected it.

Fu Xingyun raised the phone to his ear in a daze.

Shen Mochen's voice sounded from a distance: "Remember to take your medicine, and call me when you need me."

Shen Mochen's car drove for a while, but Fu Xingyun still stood by the side of the road with his mobile phone in his hand until the bell rang again.

He clicked on the connection, and Pei Xucheng's voice came: "Xing Xing, I heard that your filming is over, come out and roam!"

Fu Xingyun finally asked Pei Xucheng to meet at the base.

Pei Xucheng had a fractured bone, which was not too serious. At this time, the plaster had been replaced with a bandage, and it seemed much easier.It’s just that he likes to play, and he can’t walk on the ground anyway, so he just found an electric wheelchair, which is newly available in the past two days. If it wasn’t for the speed limit of the wheelchair, he could drive the wheelchair like a racing car.

When he rushed into the office on the first floor in a wheelchair, Fu Xingyun was busy on the computer, without raising his eyes, he just said: "You sit first, wait for me."

Fifteen minutes later, when Pei Xucheng was circling in the office for the third time and almost hit the wall, the printer made a whining sound.

Fu Xingyun picked up a stack of printed materials and threw it to Pei Xucheng.

"What is this?" Pei Xucheng picked up the materials and glanced at them, "Wow, the inspection report! You really inspected the base and wrote so much!"

After making a lot of fuss, his voice gradually weakened: "Yes, yes, this is a safety hazard... The kitchen, my God, how did you even find out the safety loopholes in the kitchen?"

Fu Xingyun seemed to smell the noodles from that night again.

"Well, the wall next to the tool shed?" Pei Xucheng raised his head, stunned for two seconds and suddenly called out, "Don't tell me, the one climbing the wall in the trailer is you!"

Fu Xingyun raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? Who asked me to attend the dinner on his behalf?"

"It's really you!"

"The one in the video is not me, it's your male god!"

"Male god?" Pei Xucheng frowned, "Don't tell me, you went to the dinner party with my male god, came back together, and climbed the wall together..."

They also touched the back kitchen of the cafeteria together and ate the noodles from your male god.Fu Xingyun added silently in his heart.

Pei Xucheng became interested, and ran to Fu Xingyun's side in his electric wheelchair, "Quick, tell me what else happened during your training."

Fu Xingyun frowned and stared at him: "I didn't expect you to be so gossip! Why don't you invest in the entertainment industry?"

"I have an investment!" Pei Xucheng was dissatisfied with being questioned, "I went to your little uncle's assistant yesterday to discuss with him about the transfer of Xingyun's equity, but that special assistant Zhou said that Mr. I'm busy negotiating the renovation of Qinglian North City, and I won't have time to think about this matter in a few days."

"What is Xingyun?" Fu Xingyun was a little confused, "Is it related to the entertainment industry?"

"You don't know?" Pei Xucheng patted the armrest of the wheelchair in surprise and pressed it on an unknown button. The wheelchair backed up three meters with a whoosh, bumped into a wall on one side, and then quickly and obliquely backed up towards the door. The direction rushed over.

"Oh, I'm going!" Pei Xucheng frantically turned off the power of the wheelchair, and firmly rolled in with his hands on the wheels: "Star Entertainment, your Fu family's old-fashioned entertainment company, used to mainly develop in theaters and distribution. , Later, your uncle couldn't manage it and subcontracted most of the business. But to be honest, your uncle is indeed a talent. Although Xingyun's business was cut to a small number, he quietly increased its holdings of many other promising entertainment companies shares, so in the past few years, basically relying on dividends is enough to support the people of a company, and it will not hold back the Fu Group at all."

After finishing speaking, the man was heartbroken again: "You said that you, the orthodox heir of the Fu family, don't even know what property the family owns, and you know how to take risks all over the world all day long. You are really unfilial! Prodigal son!"

After venting, he remembered Fu Xingyun's hardships in the past few years. He regretted it, and quickly put on a smile: "Don't be too..."

"It's okay," Fu Xingyun lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Pei Xucheng was a little flustered.He and Fu Xingyun grew up together in Beijing when they were young. Later, when Fu Xingyun fell ill and went abroad, the two lost contact.It wasn't until two years ago, at a meeting of extreme enthusiasts, that Fu Xingyun amazed the audience with a set of extremely difficult skateboarding moves. Pei Xucheng had the cheek to ask for contact information, only to find out that he was an acquaintance.

Later, they kept in touch intermittently for a while, and it was not until the two of them were about to invest in Qinglian base that Pei Xucheng learned about Faxiao's experience from Fu Cheng.

At that time, Fu Cheng was worried, so he secretly met with him as a joint venturer. After learning about their relationship, he was very happy, and kept asking him to get in touch with Xingyun more, so that his nephew could make more friends.

He had never seen Fu Xingyun get sick, but he felt intuitively that if he was hit, it would probably be a bad thing.

Seeing Fu Xingyun pondering now, he couldn't help but panic.

"Then what..." he said awkwardly, "I really didn't mean to..."

Fu Xingyun raised his head and smiled: "I'm really fine."

He took out his mobile phone: "Do you think Xingyun can still be saved?"

"Of course there is!" Seeing him change the subject, Pei Xucheng hurriedly followed, "Although the development momentum of the entertainment industry is not as strong as in previous years, Star Fortune is an old-fashioned entertainment company. What kind of non-performing assets, but it has not been the key industry of the Fu family, and no one cares about the management."

Speaking of this, Pei Xucheng raised his head in disbelief, "You wouldn't..."

Fu Xingyun had already raised the phone to his ear, and mouthed, "I'll make a call."

The call was connected quickly, and Fu Cheng's voice came from the receiver: "Xing Yun, what are you looking for with Uncle? Didn't you book a plane ticket tomorrow to go back to Country M? Have a meal with Uncle tonight?"

"No uncle," Fu Xingyun said, "You ask Zhou Zhu to help me refund the ticket, I want to stay."

Fu Cheng didn't say anything, probably because he hasn't digested the meaning of Fu Xingyun's words.

Fu Xingyun went on to say: "I stay in China, you give me the luck of the stars!"

The author has something to say:

My dears, it’s on the 5th. The update time on the 5th will be relatively late. In order to compensate everyone, there will be two chapters with a total of 12000+, but it is possible that the next chapter will be at 6:6 on the 9th, starting from the [-]th. It is updated on time at [-] o'clock every night.thanks for your support!

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