BOSS turned me into a dog [entertainment circle]

On this day, Lin Chuan lived in a muddle. His mind was in a mess. He was anxious, angry and helpless. He never thought that he would be under house arrest in his lifetime. It was so unbearable that he exploded with rage.

From time to time, Fu Ming hugged him, coaxed and patted him. By the way, he removed the pillow that had been chewed by him, and thoughtfully replaced him with a new one. The new pillow was bought when they went out together last time.

Lin Chuan gnawed and gnawed, and cried, sobbing and choking.

Fu Ming took the pillow away again, wiped his tears away, and said softly, "Don't bite when you cry, if you suck the silk floss in, it will be very dangerous if you choke on it."

Lin Chuan waved him away: "The cat cries and the mouse pretends to be merciful, don't pretend to be gentle, you are a big liar, you said so nicely before, you lied to me! I don't even have freedom in life, so I just choke to death !"

Fu Ming is known to have a bad temper, but he has full patience when facing Lin Chuan. He can be beaten or scolded and let him push his nose in the face. Apart from not letting him go out, everything else is negotiable. Lin Chuan held back for a long time. With a gentle and considerate look, he finally broke out, jumped up from the sofa, and kicked the back of the sofa forcefully: "Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!"

Fu Ming coaxed in a nice voice: "Come down quickly, you can't stand firmly on the sofa."

Lin Chuan turned around and kicked him.

Fu Ming didn't hide, let him kick him forcefully, looked at him calmly and said, "I'll let you vent your anger, just one thing, don't even try to get out, I'm doing it for your own good."

Lin Chuan looked at the place where he was kicked, and was stunned for a while. After hearing his words clearly, he yelled "ahhh" again, and kicked him again like crazy. Seeing that he still didn't hide, he was so angry Knowing how to vent, he suddenly wanted to irritate Fu Ming, and hoped that Fu Ming would beat him up in a fit of anger, preferably until he was covered in blood and looked for teeth, and if he was afraid that he would die here, send him to Go to the hospital, no matter what, as long as you can get out.

Thinking of this, Lin Chuan was in a trance with only one thought of "get out", and kicked Fu Ming's crotch with his foot.

Fu Ming grabbed his feet.

"Ah..." Lin Chuan's center of gravity was unstable, one foot tilted, and the whole person fell back on the sofa.

Fu Ming leaned on top of him, the veins throbbing on his forehead: "Where are you kicking?"

Lin Chuan said without hesitation: "Kick you! Hit me if you dare!"

Fu Ming took a deep breath: "Don't make trouble."

Lin Chuan tried to kick a few more times, but he firmly grasped his ankle. The heat of his palm pressed against his skin and climbed up his leg. Get off the sofa, get up and pat your ass into the bedroom, and close the door with a "bang".

Fu Ming leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.

Lin Chuan couldn't do anything, so he went on a hunger strike, but Fu Ming was even more desperate than him. He fed him mouthful after mouthful, and even said that if he didn't cooperate, he would feed him mouth to mouth. He was so scared that he opened his mouth and obediently ate the food. He finally burped , covering his mouth with a look of despair: "Fu Ming! You are a pervert! You bully people!"

It seemed that Fu Ming was going to spend time with him until tomorrow. Lin Chuan was in a hurry. He wondered if Zhao Ru had tried to contact him, and he didn't know how Fu Ming stopped Zhao Ru. He found a reason. Fooled in the past, or directly pressured by identity, violently refused...

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa———' Lin Chuan tossed Fu Ming's house into a mess beyond recognition with all his destructive power.

At first, Fu Ming followed him to clean up, but then he just ignored it. Looking at the setting sun outside the window, he got up steadily and went to the kitchen to make dinner. After working for a while, he didn't hear Lin Chuan making a sound. He glanced at the bedroom door.

Lin Chuan was lying on the carpet in big characters. He didn't know what kind of toss he had gone through. His hair was messed up and his clothes were wrinkled. Turning around and pointing her butt at him, she snorted heavily.

Fu Ming walked over to pick him up, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Lie down on the bed, good boy."

"Be good, be good! Be good, be good? Am I your son? Huh?" Lin Chuan was so angry that he began to struggle, punched and kicked, and focused on the next three roads in a vicious way, without stopping, "I kicked you until you have no children and grandchildren! You have the guts to hit me! You hit me!"

With a dark face, Fu Ming quickly pressed his legs, clamped his hands, and watched him writhe and lose his temper under him, his breathing gradually became heavy, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't make trouble, be obedient. "

Lin Chuan struggled harder: "Don't listen! I don't have a father like you! Don't take advantage of me!"

Fu Ming leaned over and blocked his mouth severely.

"Hmm..." Lin Chuan couldn't move his hands and feet, so he could only shake his head desperately.

This is the first time he has ruthlessly resisted Fu Ming. Fu Ming told him to be good, but he was not good. Fu Ming told him to be obedient, but he was not obedient. Fu Ming kissed him, but he refused. Fu Ming would be enraged, but he didn't expect that Fu Ming would just be stunned for a moment, and being aroused by him, he kissed harder.

When he turned his head to the left, Fu Ming kissed him on the right side. When he turned his head to the right, Fu Ming kissed him on the left side. The clothes kissed his chest indiscriminately, and then went down again, tearing the hem of his clothes with his teeth, and kissing his tight abdomen forcefully.

"Fu Ming, you bastard...shameless...perverted...you...ah..." Lin Chuan scolded him, but his voice was phony, and it was obvious that he was about to be overwhelmed, and the remaining sliver of reason made him suddenly yell out , "The gas is leaking!"

Fu Ming: "..."

Lin Chuan's chest heaved violently, and his ears were buzzing. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the violent panting sound was his own or Fu Ming's. He watched Fu Ming get up and leave, and heaved a sigh of relief. After a few seconds, he suddenly sat up and stared at the sound. Looking at the bulging part of her home trousers, her face was flushed, she quickly pulled a pillow, and pressed it on it to cover up.

Fu Ming walked into the kitchen and realized that he had turned off the fire before. He supported the cooking table with both hands, closed his eyes and lowered his head to take a deep breath. It took a long time to suppress the restlessness. So powerful, but he is like a... He dare not think, what will Lin Chuan think of him if he really does something irreversible on the spur of the moment.

But now that he doesn't let Lin Chuan go out, Lin Chuan is already angry... If he really can't participate in the show, will Lin Chuan hate him for the rest of his life?But no, you can't go out, it will be dangerous...

Fu Ming's mind became confused, and the two voices were noisy and noisy. He closed his eyes in pain, but his eyes were filled with blood. He opened his eyes hastily, and the vegetables in the draining basket in front of his eyes turned red. He panicked, took a step back, and knocked the cupboard behind him.

"Ah—" A voice suddenly came to my ears.

He recognized that it was Lin Chuan's voice, and a doubt of "how did Xiao Chuan grow up" vaguely appeared in his mind. He rushed over following the voice, saw Lin Chuan sitting on the sofa, and quickly flashed "" Xiao Chuan really grew up", he saw Lin Chuan wrinkled his face, he couldn't think about anything, squatted down and hugged Lin Chuan tightly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lin Chuan raised a hand in front of him, humming artificially: "I wanted to peel an apple, but accidentally broke my finger."

Fu Ming was not in the same atmosphere as him at all. Seeing a few drops of blood on his fingers, his face instantly turned pale.

Lin Chuan deliberately squeezed the cut fingertips, and more blood gushed out: "Look..."

Fu Ming grabbed his fingers with trembling hands, put them into his mouth to hold them, covered them with the tip of his tongue and licked them, then let go quickly.

Lin Chuan looked at his wet fingers, his mind went blank: "..."

Fu Ming pulled a blanket to cover his head.

Lin Chuan: "???"

Fu Ming hugged him tightly through the blanket, comforting him over and over again: "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid..."

Lin Chuan sensed that something was wrong with Fu Ming, but he couldn't allow him to think too much at this moment. He was in a hurry to get out, so he reminded him aloud, "Where is the medicine box? The hole is quite deep. It's better to stick a Band-Aid on it."

Fu Ming's thoughts were confused, he turned his head to look around following his words, and hurried to the study after he reminded him "study".

Lin Chuan lifted the blanket, glanced at his figure from the corner of the eye, and quickly got up to get Fu Ming's cell phone that was left by the kitchen door. Fu Ming's cell phone password was his birthday. He didn't know when he set it up. I hope he hasn't changed it recently. , He tried it, and it was successfully unlocked. He quickly opened the address book, found Fu's mother's phone number, and pressed dial decisively.

Footsteps came from the study, Lin Chuan quickly put down the phone, rushed back to the sofa at the speed of light, thought for a while, stared at the blanket next to him with an expression of "I'm an idiot", and picked up the blanket to cover himself.

When the phone was connected, Lin Chuan was afraid that Fu Ming could hear the voice inside, so he suddenly yelled at the same time as Fu's mother spoke.

Fu Ming was startled, and rushed over to hug him tightly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will treat your wound."

Lin Chuan struggled to lift the blanket, stretched out his hand and handed it in front of him, raised his voice and said in a begging tone: "I will be on the show tomorrow, can you let me out? You have been under house arrest for a day, today's plane I have missed it, if I don’t go tomorrow, I will really miss this opportunity. Let me go, let me go!"

Fu Ming's tone was firm: "You can't go out!"

Lin Chuan spoke quickly: "You are too much! Stop my mobile phone, lock me up at home, and restrict my freedom of life. You are illegally detaining me!"

Mama Fu hung up the phone, Lin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again. He didn't know if this trick would work or not. Mama Fu and himself were not related, and what he said before should be just polite words, but at this time he really didn't Knowing who to turn to for help, Zhao Ru definitely can't count on it, and calling the police is unrealistic. After much deliberation, he can only pin his hope on Mama Fu.

Fu Ming didn't notice that he secretly called on the phone at all, he treated his wound carefully, arranged his hair and clothes, and then sat beside him and hugged him tightly, without moving.

Lin Chuan was confused, and poked his arm: "Stop cooking?"

Fu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he still had to cook. He looked around with vigilant eyes, as if to make sure there was no danger, then stood up, touched Lin Chuan's head, and walked towards the kitchen.

Lin Chuan took advantage of his inattention to go to the bedroom and put his ID in his pocket. Fu Ming expected that he would not be able to get out, but he didn't expect to hide the ID. doorbell.

The author has something to say: Chuan: If you don’t let me go out, I will tear up the house!