BOSS turned me into a dog [entertainment circle]

Both of them drank some rice wine brewed at home. The amount was not large, but it had a lot of stamina. They were only slightly drunk when they watched the Spring Festival Gala. When they got under the covers, they became dizzy. Both of them were extremely hot. , Lin Chuan was clingier than ever, and used the strength of alcohol to pester Fu Ming to his hands. If Fu Ming didn't remember that this was the first time he came to the door, he had to stay rational, and he didn't know how far the trouble would go.

The two of them fell asleep when it was almost dawn, and woke up to the sound of firecrackers after a short sleep. Seeing Lin Chuan stretching out a bare arm, Fu Ming stuffed him back into the bed, rubbed his arms around his ears, and enjoyed a different experience than usual. The same warmth.

Lin Chuan squinted his eyes and groped under the pillow, took out two candies, peeled one and stuffed it into Fu Ming's mouth, and then stuffed another into his own mouth. After inhaling the sweetness for a while, he squinted his eyes and smiled. Sweetness: "Fu Ming, try to see if I'm sweet!"

Fu Ming is obsessed with cleanliness, they seldom kiss without brushing their teeth in the morning, and they will never eat in bed, but today is different, Lin Chuan said, eat a piece of candy before opening your mouth on the first day of the new year, the days of the year will be The life was sweet and sweet, he made an exception and ate something on the bed, whispered Lin Chuan's name with sweet candy in his mouth, made an exception and leaned over to intertwine with each other, exchanging the candy with each other.

Lin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, and raised his hand to poke his chest: "You are so boring~"

"To each other." Fu Ming rubbed the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing compared to you sitting on me at night to collect yang and replenish yang."

Lin Chuan had an expression of being struck by lightning. He thought about it hard, and he seemed to have done such a coquettish thing. He was drunk last night, just like he had been hungry and thirsty for eight lifetimes. He tried very hard to realize the "sit up "Do it yourself", but because there was no preparation, Fu Ming was afraid that he might get hurt, so he reacted negatively, and even cried him anxiously. It didn't work...Of course it didn't work and there was a method of ecstasy, anyway, he cried very hard...

Lin Chuan: "..."

Fu Ming buried his head in kissing his neck and shoulders, and let out a deep laugh.

Lin Chuan pretended to be calm and stretched out a hand to fumble on the bedside table: "Hey, where is my phone, I forgot to send New Year greetings to my fans last night."

Fu Ming looked at the tips of his red ears, feeling soft and sweet in his heart, couldn't help but hug him tighter, kissed his earlobe while watching him turn on his phone, and after he clicked on Weibo, he asked in a low voice: "Do you want to post a selfie?"

Lin Chuan looked down at his naked self, then turned his head to look at Fu Ming who was stuck to his body, and stammered, "No, no, no... no need..."

Fu Ming stopped teasing him, smiled and held his free hand to play with.

Lin Chuan felt that Fu Ming seemed to be in a particularly good mood when he was at his home, which made him a little proud. He felt that his parents were the best parents in the world. He said happily: "Now that I have money, I can give it to my parents. Buy a house, first buy a single-family house with a small courtyard in the town, and use the rest for their business."

Fu Ming responded: "You have to rush back to the set tomorrow, and I'll ask someone to do it for you."

Lin Chuan nodded again and again, turned his face and kissed him, and continued to browse Weibo happily, and suddenly exclaimed: "What!"

Fu Ming looked down and saw a screenshot of the video. In the photo, Lin Chuan raised his head, his face was illuminated by fireworks, and behind him was the warm light. The whole person seemed to be melting in happiness.

The photos were posted by his fans on his Weibo, and he opened a few more photos, all of which were photos of him watching the fireworks last night. The comment area was full of ghosts and wolves. Fans posted links to ask for verification, asking if it was Fu Ming who posted the video , he followed the link and clicked in, it was an account whose ID was a string of random letters, and the number of fans was less than one hundred.

Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at Fu Ming with disbelief: "Da Mingming, are you playing Weibo behind my back?"

When messing around last night, Fu Ming used the strength of alcohol to overturn the jar of vinegar, saying that Lin Chuan was not happy about calling other people by nicknames, so Lin Chuan yelled "Mingming, Xiaomingming, Damingming, uncle, daddy" , Later, the yelling changed, and I only dared to call it Da Mingming.

Fu Ming smiled: "I didn't intend to hide it from you. Originally, only a few people in my family paid attention."

Lin Chuan felt that there was something wrong, so he flipped through his Weibo, and it turned out that it was full of content related to himself. Although the frequency of posting blogs was not high, he was very careful every time. Some were pure text, and some had pictures. It's very cryptic, and the pictures are only around the corners. At first glance, it looks like a diary of life, but now that the relationship between the two has been made public, others will definitely be able to connect the Weibo content with Lin Chuan.

When it was refreshed again, the number of fans had already exceeded [-].

Lin Chuan: "..."

He looked at the latest Weibo, which Fu Ming posted last night, with a simple New Year's greetings, accompanied by a short video. He opened the video, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers came to his ears. Then Fu Ming called him in a low voice, and he turned his head to watch Xiang Fu Ming has tenderness in his voice and sweetness in his eyes.

Lin Chuan's heart was hot, his face was hot, and the sugar in his mouth made him want to cough. He dropped the phone and turned around, wrapping his hands around Fu Ming's waist: "Fu Ming..."

Fu Ming looked at him deeply: "Huh?"

Lin Chuan was a little embarrassed, rubbing his feet on his legs, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and his voice was unreasonably soft: "Fu Ming, I like you so much, I love you so much."

Fu Ming paused for a moment, then hugged him tightly, breathing heavily, wishing to embed him in his chest, and finally couldn't help it, turned over and pressed him down hard.

There was constant sound of firecrackers outside, and the two of them didn't stay together for too long, and they woke up after dawn.

After calling the elders and saying auspicious words, Mother Lin put the glutinous rice balls on the table, and said with a smile: "After the reunion, you can walk around freely. There is nothing else here. There are enough places to play in the snow. You are so busy all year long that you rarely have a rest. Go to the back mountain to have fun and relax."

Lin Chuan was so excited that after breakfast, he took Fu Ming and Xie Ming and Xie Lang brothers to play in the snow in the back mountain. The view here is wide, and Xie Ming and Xie Lang felt that they could not be disturbed, so they just followed from a distance, Tasks are automatically and spontaneously assigned, one is responsible for safety and the other is responsible for taking pictures.

Fu Ming dressed casually today, and it was very convenient for him to move around. Seeing Lin Chuan throwing snowballs at him, he also saluted him. He and Big Yellow Flower are chasing him.

Fu Ming shouted: "Be careful!"

Lin Chuan turned back in a hurry, but didn't notice that there was a branch in front of him, tripped over his foot, and fell into the snow with a "poof", and the two dogs also rushed over with a "bark", imitating how he pounced into the snow, and pounced. A head onion.

Lin Chuan got up and looked at their two upturned buttocks and their two wagging tails, and laughed loudly. While laughing, he fell into the snow again with a "puff", kicking his feet back and forth. Turn yourself in a circle like a compass.

Fu Ming looked at him above his head, with a smile in his eyes: "Little silly dog."

Lin Chuan stretched out his hand: "Fu Ming, pull me!"

Fu Ming grabbed his two hands, didn't pull him up, and dragged him to slide in the snow.

Lin Chuan was so happy that he kicked his legs and shouted: "Skiing! Skiing! My dear sled dog, you bravely go forward!"

Fu Ming: "..."

Lin Chuan yelled: "Chong Duck! Chong Duck!"

Fu Ming let go of his hand, threw himself on him, and began to scratch his diaphragm.

Lin Chuan laughed and said, "I'm wearing thick clothes! I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid!"

Fu Ming lifted his clothes and stretched his hand in to scratch.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Lin Chuan hid and laughed, rolling in the snow, and the big yellow flower yowled beside him to help out.

Fu Ming smelled like Lin Chuan, he was his own. The two dogs had this recognition when they saw Fu Ming for the first time yesterday, so they were very close to him. Now they were sticking out their tongues and barking non-stop. Fu Ming pressed on Lin Chuan, jumping up and down to stack Arhats just like Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan was crushed into the thick snow, and laughed dizzily: "Fu Ming, why do you have three heads? Are you a hell three-headed dog hahahahahahahahaha..."

Fu Ming: "..."

After playing for a short time, Fu Ming was covered in snow scum and dog hair, but he was in a good mood, and all cleanliness obsessions were forgotten. He played whatever Lin Chuan said he wanted to play, and he cooperated very well. Holding a tree branch as a snowman, he took pictures of Lin Chuan and posted them on his Weibo account, which has already gained [-] followers.

Lin Chuan went home again to get the skis he bought a few years ago. The skis were big enough for two big men to sit together. Lin Chuan took him to play together, climbed up the hillside and sat down, and lifted his feet, "Ooooh "Called and rushed down.

Big Yellow and Little Flower ran behind, crazier than Lin Chuan.

After playing with snowboard for a while, Lin Chuan dragged Fu Ming to climb to the top of the mountain again: "Let's go over there to play. There is a cave over there. I wonder if it was buried by snow."

Fu Ming looked at the col over there, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Lin Chuan pulled him down the other side of the hill, and felt something was wrong while walking. Fu Ming suddenly became silent, holding his hand harder, as if he was in a wrong mood. He turned his head to look at Fu Ming, seeing that his expression was a little bit Dazed, startled: "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Ming came back to his senses: "Nothing."

Lin Chuan stopped and stared at him seriously.

Fu Ming looked a little embarrassed, and pulled him forward: "Let's go there."

Lin Chuan suddenly thought of what Fu's mother said. She said that Fu Ming's life was saved by his family. In his memory, his parents rarely traveled far. Fu Ming's emotions are very sensitive. Fu Ming's current state is somewhat similar to when he had the onset of the disease, but it is not quite the same. He looks a little tense, but he is very calm and composed.

Lin Chuan stopped again, hesitating to speak.

Fu Ming pursed his lips, and after a long silence, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Xiao Chuan, I'm sorry."

Lin Chuan was stunned: "Ah? Why are you sorry?"

Fu Ming took a deep breath: "It's because I didn't do well enough to make you hold back your words."

Lin Chuan scratched his head: "I... no... I don't dare to say it... I don't know how to say it..."

Fu Ming turned to look at him.

Lin Chuan met his dark eyes: "Auntie told me, what happened to you before, is...is it here?"

Fu Ming raised his hand to touch his eyes. These eyes were too bright and clear. They once gave him hope when he was most desperate. From the innocence that has not yet grown up to the present appearance, they have been with him for nearly 20 years in his memory.

Lin Chuan blinked, and his long eyelashes swept across his palm.

He moved his hands away and held Lin Chuan's face: "Do you know how capable you are?"

Lin Chuan was dumbfounded: "...Huh?"

Fu Ming said, "You can pull a sled when you're five years old."

Lin Chuan: "???"

Fu Ming: "Xiao Douding has short arms and short legs, a rope is wrapped around his body, and he is pulling a heavy door panel. He is sweating profusely from running. When you look back, your eyes are squinted, and you say that you will soon Got home."

Lin Chuan was suddenly speechless, and he recognized that the person on the board was 12-year-old Fu Ming.

Fu Ming caressed his face lightly with his thumb, and the emotions in his eyes were so intense that they couldn't melt away.

"Your eyes are very bright, brighter than the morning star in the sky."

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