Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

This sentence made Fu Xingyun stunned on the spot.

Although he recalled the scene at that time during hypnosis, the memories of 8- and 9-year-old children are always distorted, and he has never been sure. own little brother.

What's more, before he knew that he had saved himself, he was already moved by him.

The two cogs of fate, after ten years of running wild, are finally locked together at this moment.

How lucky!

At that moment, Fu Xingyun's heart softened and he stretched out his hand to caress Shen Mochen's cheek.

Shen Mochen in his sleep seemed to feel the warmth of this hand, raised his head slightly, and rubbed against the palm of his hand.

It seemed that at that moment, he turned back into the thin boy back then, subconsciously looking for safety and warmth.

Fu Xingyun's fingers lingered for a moment, then slowly left reluctantly.

The sleeping person was dissatisfied, frowning, as if he was still looking for that warmth.

I couldn't find it, so I had to rub against the pillow, and pouted aggrievedly.

How is it so cute?

Fu Xingyun quickly took a shower, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but put the quilt on the bed.

As for Shen Mochen in his sleep, he seemed to sense the warmth behind him, and he rubbed against the bed lightly, allowing himself to step backwards into the warmth.

Stretching out his arms to embrace the person in front of him, Fu Xingyun bowed his head and kissed the top of his hair.

The clear breath rushed over, bringing him peace.

At this moment, the two of them did not know who comforted the other, but they stretched their eyebrows at the same time, and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, when Shen Mochen woke up, he couldn't figure out where he was for a while.

"Brother Chen, you're awake!" Zhang Qinqin's voice came from one side.

Shen Mochen supported his body and sat up from the bed, twisted his sore neck, "This is..."

"Oh, Fortune Garden Hotel." Zhang Qinqin took out Shen Mochen's clothes from a large satchel, "Brother Xing called me last night and said that you were resting here after drinking too much, and asked me to bring you some clothes to change in the morning." Come here, do you want to take a shower?"

"Xingyun?" Shen Mochen asked with some doubts.

I just remember that when I left Jingshang last night, it was Zhao Decai who followed him all the time. When did Xingyun come?

He was wearing a nightgown from the hotel, which had been wiped wide open in his sleep.

After tidying up his nightgown under the quilt, he got out of bed to wash up.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and Shen Mochen tried hard to recall what happened last night, but was disappointed to find that he couldn't remember anything.

It seems that he didn't drink much alcohol, why did he break up?

"Brother, hurry up," Zhang Qinqin called him outside, "Today we are going to China World Trade Center to participate in an event, so we have to hurry over to do styling!"

On the way to Guomao, Shen Mochen sent several WeChat messages to Fu Xingyun, but did not receive a reply.

After waking up from a hangover, Shen Mochen closed his eyes and rested in the back seat.

The phone vibrated, and he quickly grabbed it to take a look, but it wasn't Fu Xingyun's news.

On the screen is a Weibo feed: #创业赵decai was beaten in the middle of the night, suspected of being revenged by his foster lover! #

Shen Mochen never read such sensational headlines, but it happened last night, and he happened to cut off the video again, could this matter have anything to do with him?

He clicked on that Weibo account, which is a marketing account that usually likes to catch wind and shadows. It is said that someone broke the news. Late last night near Changlin Street, he saw Zhao Decai being pushed and shoved by the side of the road, with injuries on his body and face.The people who pushed and shoved were beating and cursing, and their mouths were full of words such as "support", "drug", "revenge".According to the entertainment reporter's investigation, Zhao Decai was indeed hospitalized and refused to accept all interviews, but the company's finances seem to be under investigation by relevant departments.

Changlin Street... Isn't it the street where the hotel was just now?Could this matter be related to Nebula?

Wanting to contact Fu Xingyun even worse, Shen Mochen hesitated and dialed Fu Xingyun's number.

The phone was picked up quickly, and the background on the opposite side was very noisy. Fu Xingyun said to wait a moment, probably because he changed places, and the background became quiet.

"Brother, are you awake?"

"Yeah" Shen Mochen replied, "Xingyun..."

"Brother, do you feel unwell?"

"No... How did you find me last night?"

Fu Xingyun's voice seemed a little wronged: "Brother, don't you even remember?"

Shen Mochen, whose piece was broken, suddenly felt ashamed, "I'm sorry, Xingyun, I drank a little too much last night, so I don't remember."

On the other end of the phone, Fu Xingyun watched the police put Zhao Decai into the police car with cold eyes, took a light breath, and continued to say in an aggrieved voice, "It doesn't matter, as long as brother is fine."

Guilt overwhelmed the curiosity in his heart, Shen Mochen had already forgotten what he wanted to ask the other party, and only thought about how to make it up.

"Brother, can you treat me to dinner at night? I'll go buy ingredients after get off work, and you do it."

"I'll go with you!" Shen Mochen was very positive, "Today's announcement should end in the afternoon."

"Okay, then I'll call you then!"

Today's announcement went smoothly, and the work was closed before three o'clock in the afternoon.

Shen Mochen was thinking about going to buy ingredients, and sitting in the coffee shop of China World Trade Center, there were too many people watching, so he went directly to the supermarket, parked the car in the underground parking lot, sent the parking location to Fu Xingyun, and sat in the car wait.

Messages are constantly being pushed out of the phone, most of them are boring entertainment news, catchy, and look fake.

Shen Mochen glanced at it habitually, and planned to clear it directly.

The finger that was pressing the clear button suddenly paused, and in a bunch of tweets, he saw the words "Young Master of the Cheng family".

I thought it was a marketing account hype, but I didn’t expect to click in, it turned out to be a serious legal account:

#成家小少爷 was arrested on suspicion of taking drugs, and the relationship between men and women in KTV was chaotic#

In the early morning of December 20, 12XX, the police received a report that some people gathered at Juhua KTV in City A to take drugs. The criminal police from the anti-drug brigade of City A rushed to the scene immediately and found more than ten people including Cheng Moufan in a private room. People, drugs, hallucinogenic drugs, tranquilizers and other prohibited items were found in the box.After the urine test, eight people present tested positive, and then Cheng Moufan was administratively detained by the police for 7 days, and Wang Mouxin was criminally detained by the police on suspicion of supplying drugs.

The comments below are a mess:

[The Cheng family, is that the Cheng family?His young master also takes drugs?Prodigal? 】

[Wang Mouxin, if it's the one I know, well caught!This man is like a drug dealer. 80% of the fan/rape/drugs in the circle come from him. 】

[Fuck, this time the police caught a big one, if this is the case, they must be nailed to death! 】

[I heard that all the upstarts and second-generation rich people in city A were arrested, I think this time it's a bit suspenseful. 】

[Hang on what?Can you escape the law if you have money? 】

yesterday morning?Shen Mochen patted his head lightly, the memory before he was drunk was still very clear.

Cheng Qufan and Fatty Wang, the nouveau riche on the wine table, Zhao Decai...

Everyone at the table yesterday seemed to have a problem, but he has no memory at all...

Thinking of what Zhang Qinqin said in the morning, does Xingyun know about these things?

He couldn't wait to see him.

After waiting for another half an hour, the parking lot was a bit stuffy. Shen Mochen opened the car door and stretched his legs. He heard two girls getting out of a car beside him.

"Hey, did you see it? The Cheng family's young master has been arrested!"

"Good catch! That cousin of mine was harmed by his young master, and now she's been depressed and has nothing to love in her life!"

"That's the young master of the Cheng family, this time it's his young master!"

"Whether he is big or small, the whole family is not a good thing!"

"Hey, look, there is another news. Fulin Music has been investigated and suspected of forcing artists into prostitution. The two sons of the Cheng family are seriously suspected..."

"It's disgusting, how can such a person still live in this world, he should be dragged and shot!"

"Hmph, it's cheap to kill them, so you should imprison them for the rest of your life and cut them into pieces every day to make atonement!"

The girls' voices gradually faded away, Shen Mochen got out of the car and leaned against the side of the car, swiping his phone boredly.

He didn't care about Cheng Qufan, he just wanted...just to see him.

A car was parked in the back parking space, and someone got out of the car and closed the door.

The next moment, the man approached and gently hugged his shoulder: "Why are you waiting here, brother, the air is so bad!"

He turned his head, and Fu Xingyun was standing beside him with a smile.

"Let's go, go shopping!"

Fu Xingyun naturally took his wrist and led him to the entrance of the store.

The lights in the parking lot were dim, and Fu Xingyun's palms were warm. For some reason, Shen Mochen didn't break free, and his heart beat twice faster.

It wasn't until the two of them walked to the escalator and the lights turned on that Fu Xingyun let go.

He was wearing a black casual outfit today, which made him look slender and handsome. He wore a thin cotton wristband of the same color on his right hand, but it was not on the wrist, but stretched over the knuckles of his knuckles.

"What is this for? New fashion? Playing cool?" He pulled his right hand with great interest.

Fu Xingyun shrank his hands back: "Don't move, it won't be cool if you move!"

Fu Xingyun wanted to eat hot pot, but after the two entered the supermarket, he went to the snack area first.

Fu Xingyun took down a large package of imported candies from the shopping shelf, took several boxes of chocolates, and then looked around to find something on the candy cabinet.

"What are you doing?" Shen Mochen was a little amused, "Planning to go back to open a candy supermarket?"

Fu Xingyun blinked: "No, aren't you going to the orphanage in a few days? I'll bring some delicious food for the children. I promised them last time."

"Last time..." Shen Mochen tilted his head and thought about it, "It was the time you made a video with the children? That day you..."

When Fu Xingyun saw Weibo that day, he was so anxious that he didn't even pack his luggage and went straight to Istanbul Airport.

But when I arrived at the airport, I learned that the flight to City A had already left that day.

The Fu family has businesses in Europe and has many good friends. Since Fu Xingyun has never been involved in business operations, although he knows many people, he has never approached them.

In desperation, he called a partner in country D.

It took less than a day to drive to Berlin and then take a private plane to City A. The rich man in Country D thought that something happened to Fu Cheng and almost followed him to Hua Country.

Right now he just smiled lightly: "It was Halloween that day, so I played with the children..."

But you came back the next day...

Shen Mochen wanted to ask if it was because of his own business that he came back, but he felt that it was too hypocritical to ask such a question. Fu Xingyun was not someone of his, so why did he rush back here just for him?

One didn't dare to ask, the other didn't want to talk, and the two avoided the question in a very "tacit understanding".

"What are you still looking for?" Shen Mochen stretched out his hand to sort out the things in the shopping cart. There was already half a cart full of candy before the groceries were bought.

Fu Xingyun finally searched all the candy cabinets, and said a little disappointed: "The kind of candy my brother gave me last time, why don't I have it? Is it in the import area?"

last time?Shen Mochen thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly: "When is it?"

"Just the last time we went to find Linlin, and the one you gave me the day we played games."

Shen Mochen gave him a hand: "Don't look for it, that kind of candy is bought in a small shop in the alley, not in the supermarket."

"Oh." Fu Xingyun stopped walking to the candy section at the entrance, and looked back at Shen Mochen anxiously.

At this moment, where there is no decisiveness in killing the night before, it is still that gentle and soft boy.

Shen Mochen couldn't help reaching out to rub his soft hair, "I like it so much? I'll bring it to you when I get home."

On the shopping aisle next door, two girls were screaming silently, typing in the group with their heads down:

【Ah ah ah ah ah!I ran into Brother Chen and Xing Xing in the supermarket, Xing Xing bought a lot of candy, Brother Chen touched his head and killed him, so sweet! 】

[Both of them have no makeup, but they look prettier than on TV! 】

[They went to the fresh food section, are they going to buy vegetables and cook?Oh my god...]

[Sisters are going to take a group photo!Such a great opportunity! 】

[...Ah, I feel that the atmosphere between the two of them is too good to interrupt, so I'll take a picture for you to see! ! ! 】

Shen Mochen, who is naturally sensitive to the camera, has already sensed that something is wrong.

He glanced at the shelf next door calmly, and approached Fu Xingyun: "Candy next time, okay?"

Fu Xingyun turned his head and blinked, and nodded without asking why, "Okay!"

"follow me!"

The two pushed the cart to the place where the candy was taken just now, silently said sorry, then quickly turned to another row of shelves, and fled before the two girls could react.

Go back to the underground parking lot.

Fu Xingyun opened the door of the Cayenne: "Take my car, you can ask the assistant to drive the car back."

The two got into the car, both still panting.

"It's really hard for you to be a celebrity, and you were chased and intercepted when you bought something!" Fu Xingyun was a little amused.

Shen Mochen also smiled: "It's better to go to Shitong Lane. They are all old men and old ladies. They still hate me when they see them."

"What should I do now?" Fu Xingyun was a little embarrassed, "Can I still have my dinner?"

"It's okay, brother will take you to buy vegetables elsewhere."

"it is good!"

Fu Xingyun started the car and turned his head to look at him.

Running and dodging made Shen Mochen's forehead covered with fine sweat, and under the dim light of the parking lot, his whole skin seemed to be covered with a light mist.The panting brought the front of the clothes up and down, and the way his Adam's apple rolled slightly was very... sexy.

Fu Xingyun leaned over, propped his right hand on the side of the passenger seat, and pulled on the seat belt next to the door with his left hand.

In such a posture, the two of them were extremely close. The moment Shen Mochen approached him, he suddenly took a breath and held his breath.

"That's how Cheng Qufan fastened my brother's seat belt last time." Fu Xingyun's voice was soft, and from such a close distance, he could see his eyes full of grievances, "I have never fastened your seat belt like this before. .”

Shen Mochen was trapped under him, his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't know what to say.

There was no movement between the two of them for a while, Shen Mochen exhaled the breath he was holding, and his oxygen-deficient lungs sucked back the air quickly, so that the sound of breathing was trembling.

Fu Xingyun's body got closer, and his face slowly came close.

It's time to push him away!Shen Mochen thought.

But the body trembled slightly, unable to move at all.

At an impossibly close distance, Shen Mochen closed his eyes.

The soft hair brushed against his cheeks, and a heavy weight fell on his shoulders. Fu Xingyun had already hugged him tightly, resting his chin on his shoulders, poking the muscles on his shoulders as he spoke, making it a little itchy.

"I won't do it, I want to bring my brother back!"

Shen Mochen heaved a sigh of relief, his stiff body finally relaxed a bit, he raised a hand, and patted Fu Xingyun's back lightly, "Okay, okay, I'll let you hug me back for a while longer."

The embracing posture made people feel peaceful and warm, but Shen Mochen didn't see Fu Xingyun, who was rubbing his shoulders with downcast eyes, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Brother isn't ready yet, if I can't control myself, how much better will it be than Zhao Decai and his like yesterday?

With such unwillingness, Fu Xingyun tightened his arms, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Later that day, they went to the vegetable market.

It is a very large vegetable market with a huge green plastic ceiling, which illuminates the green vegetables on the stone platform. There are strange purple LED lights hanging in the place where the meat is sold, and the color of the meat is also strange.

Fu Xingyun followed behind Shen Mochen in a daze, watching him choose vegetables and meat, and chat with the vegetable vendors, with ease.

All this was something he had never experienced.

Human fireworks, nothing more than that.

Back in Yundu at night, Shen Mochen took out the hot pot, stir-fried ingredients, boiled soup, and served the ingredients.

The boiling soup in the hot pot is tumbling, and the aroma wafts all over the room, which greatly increases the appetite.

Halfway through the meal, the WeChat group started flickering desperately again.

Fu Xingyun picked up the phone and glanced at it: "Today is Brother Yong's big challenge, Yunchen will take him to the recording room."

"That should be fun, we can watch it after we finish eating." Shen Mochen gave Fu Xingyun another fat beef roll with chopsticks, and poured the remaining lettuce into it.

Fu Xingyun pressed the fat beef roll into the prepared sesame sauce, and looked up at Shen Mochen.

The steam from the hot pot was steaming, the white mist moistened the man's outline, the slight smile on his lips, and the hand stirring the spoon all formed a painting by themselves.

After dinner, Fu Xingyun invited Shen Mochen to his home to watch the live broadcast.

"Let me take a shower first." Shen Mochen opened the window to let out the smell of hot pot in the room, "I smell of seasoning all over my body."

"Okay!" Fu Xingyun approached him, leaned over his neck and took a deep breath, "Today's brother smells like butter."

He blinked narrowly: "It smells delicious."

Even Shen Mochen, who teased others all day long, couldn't help but blush.

"Then brother, go to my place after packing up! You know the password." Fu Xingyun said and returned to the next door.

After not watching TV for a long time, Fu Xingyun flipped out the big screen projection again.When I opened the bracket, I couldn't help but think of the scene when I watched the first episode with Shen Mochen.

Embarrassingly capitalized!

But last time I was looking at my own embarrassment, this time I was watching someone else's embarrassment, of course the mood is quite different.Fu Xingyun cheerfully put out the pastries he bought next to the vegetable market in the afternoon, took out a few bottles of drinks from the refrigerator, thought about it, opened a bottle of red wine in the wine cabinet and put it away before going to the bathroom to take a shower.

Taking off the thin cotton wristband on his right hand, Fu Xingyun looked at his hand.

There were bruises on the knuckles, and there were a few not-so-deep cuts, green and red, it looked a little sad.

Without hesitation, he put his hand under the water and rinsed it.

When he hit someone yesterday, he didn't actually think about the consequences.

Those who hurt brother should be taught a lesson!

But at the end, Shen Mochen curled up on the sofa flashed before his eyes again, he was a little impatient and wanted to hurry back.

I have already called the police in advance. If the police come and are still in the private room, they will inevitably be taken for questioning, so it is better to avoid it.

But those evidences were all handed over to the police station.

Reminiscing chaotically in my heart, the sound of water rushing in the bathroom covered up the knocking at the door.

Shen Mochen had already cleaned himself up, his hair was half-dried, and he came to knock on the door wearing his own slippers.

After knocking several times, no one answered the door, he thought, probably in the shower.

I planned to go back and wait for a while, but Fu Xingyun's sentence "you know the password" was like a feather, scratching lightly in my heart.

Fu Xingyun never told him what the password was.

Shen Mochen suddenly panicked.

The last time he tried out Fu Xingyun's mobile phone password, the relationship between them was still an idol and a fan. He thought that Fu Xingyun was setting up the character of the fans, and by the way, it also reflected the effect of the program.

But now when it's so private, and for such a personal purpose, he vaguely feels that he can't guess wrong, and he kind of hopes that he guessed wrong.

With such a disturbed mood, he pressed the string of numbers in his heart.

The door slammed open.

At that moment, Shen Mochen had an urge to run away.

Fu Xingyun's gate password is still his birthday, him, Shen Mochen's birthday.

Inside the door, the bathroom door opened with a click, and Fu Xingyun came out with a towel in his hand, rubbing his hair.

The towel blocked his view, but the fingers of his right hand were frightening against the white towel.

In an instant, the doubts in my heart disappeared, and worry occupied all my mind.

Shen Mochen walked into the room quickly, closed the door behind him, and grabbed Fu Xingyun's right wrist.

"what happened to your hand?"

Fu Xingyun was taken aback. He thought he was quick enough to tidy himself up before Shen Mochen came over, but he forgot how much preparation he had made in the living room after he came back and wasted a lot of time.

The scene was a bit embarrassing, Shen Mochen raised his eyes and looked at him sharply: "Did you fight with someone?"

"Ang..." Fu Xingyun's tone was weak, his eyelids drooping.

"Last night...what's going on?" Shen Mochen's hand grasping his wrist was a little bit hard.

There is no way to hide, Fu Xingyun raised his eyes first, planning to coax the person before talking.

But the courage he had just summoned was shattered in Shen Mochen's eyes.

He was a little annoyed, and struggled hard, but he couldn't wring his wrist out of the opponent's hand.

He said angrily: "It's Cheng Qufan's grandson who gave you medicine last night, and Zhao Decai wanted to take you away. I robbed you, and taught them a lesson!"

"You did Zhao Decai's beating and Cheng Qufan's arrest?"

"Yes!" Fu Xingyun got angry when he remembered what happened last night, and replied with a stiff neck: "As far as their virtue is concerned, a lesson is not enough, I still have to..."

Before he could finish speaking, his wrist was suddenly released.

Shen Mochen strode towards the door, opened it and walked out.

The author has something to say:

Brother Chen is actually moved, he hasn't made up his mind yet, wait until tomorrow