Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan took the ingredients again, washed them and put them aside.

Then continue to tidy up the kitchen while cooking noodles.

Fu Zechuan watched from the sidelines and didn't know how he could help, so he took the initiative to take the garbage out of the kitchen. After all, the kitchen seemed very small to him, and the garbage took up a lot of space.

After finishing these, he asked Ji Fanfan, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Ji Fanfan was doing his own thing in an orderly manner, and had no intention of answering him at all.

After the hot normal noodles came out of the pan, the kitchen was restored to its original appearance.

Ji Fanfan walked outside with his face in his hand, Fu Zechuan hurried forward to reach out to take the pot from his hand, he can never make a mistake when carrying something.

Ji Fanfan didn't give him the pot, and frowned to see his extra hand raised in mid-air, but Ji Fanfan was stunned when he saw it——

The palm and fingers of Fu Zechuan's left hand were all red, obviously scalded.

Ji Fanfan moved his gaze to his face again, but the person in front of him didn't care about his injury at all, and was looking at him expectantly with star-like eyes.

Ji Fanfan's eyes flickered slightly, he walked around him with the pot and walked outside, and put the pot on the dining table self-consciously.

Fu Zechuan followed closely behind and quickly put the bowl on the table, filled Ji Fanfan with noodles, pulled up the stool, and diligently did things that would not go wrong.

Ji Fanfan didn't comment on his behavior. After eating noodles, he put on his shoes and went out to buy something.

As soon as he left, Fu Zechuan followed, remembering to throw away the garbage he made, and then followed Ji Fanfan into the supermarket.

In the supermarket, Fu Zechuan obediently followed behind Ji Fanfan.

"Fanfan, I'll push the cart~" He reached out and took Ji Fanfan's hand on the shopping cart.

Ji Fanfan indifferently withdrew his hand from his warm palm, Fu Zechuan smiled and continued to follow him pushing the shopping cart without saying anything.

Although Fu Zechuan is only wearing a simple white T and black shorts, his extremely handsome face still makes many people look sideways.

Ji Fanfan didn't want to stand with such an eye-catching person, so he quickened his pace.

"Fanfan, I want to eat this." Fu Zechuan held a box of sliced ​​meat in his hand and looked up at the people beside him, only to find that the side was empty.

But Ji Fanfan had already walked dozens of steps away, he quickly dropped the piece of meat in his hand, and strode to catch up.

When checking out, due to the large number of people, the shopping cart and people were crowded together. Ji Fanfan was pushed by a person who squeezed up from behind, and he couldn't stand still for a while and shook his body.

Fu Zechuan hastily stretched out his hand to hold him back, avoiding bumping into the shopping cart beside him, and then sternly said to the bald man who jumped in line, "Can't you just line up properly! What kind of line do you get in!"

The bald head looks a bit vicious, and he is not easy to get along with at first glance, and in fact he is really difficult to get along with. He is used to jumping in line on weekdays, and others dare not say anything when they see his fierce face, but today they meet When he got stuck, he yelled loudly: "Who jumped the queue, it's obviously you who jumped the queue."

As soon as he shouted "stop thief", he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing that someone bullied Ji Fanfan, Fu Zechuan immediately became angry, "Try saying something that turns black and white again!"

Seeing that Fu Zechuan's complexion was not good, and seeing that the other party was much taller than him, the bald head began to feel guilty, but he thought about it, with so many people here, he didn't believe that he dared to attack him.

So, the bald head bravely shouted again: "You are justified in jumping the queue! Everyone, take a look and come to judge. You can see that this young man looks like a man, but not only is he jumping in the queue, he is also unreasonable."

Fu Zechuan's knuckles hanging by his side creaked. Facing such a scoundrel, his patience is limited.

However, when he insisted on finding out what was right and wrong, Ji Fanfan's calm voice suddenly sounded, "Sir, if you keep talking nonsense, we can adjust the monitor to watch."

Hearing Ji Fanfan's words, the bald head looked up subconsciously, only to see a surveillance camera on the ceiling filming this side.

The arrogance that was still hanging on the face of the bald head suddenly froze, and he could only push the shopping cart with a guilty conscience, pretending that nothing happened, and went back into the supermarket to hide.

The spectators saw that there was no show to watch, so they turned away those curious eyes.

Soon, it was Ji Fanfan's turn to pay the bill. Ji Fanfan neatly packed the things, and when he was about to take them away, Fu Zechuan's hand was on his left hand.

"I'll do it." Fu Zechuan blinked and looked at him with bright eyes.

"No need." Ji Fanfan refused indifferently.

Fu Zechuan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "I will carry things, or I will carry you on my shoulders and then carry them away, you choose the same."

Ji Fanfan looked at him for a long time, then let go decisively, he was really afraid of Fu Zechuan messing around.

So Fu Zechuan was able to walk home with his things contentedly.

On the way, Fu Zechuan asked again on a whim, "Fanfan, you just spoke because you were worried that I would be wronged by that bald head, didn't you?"

Ji Fanfan took a quick step to distance himself from him, and his tone was as cold as ever, "I'm being passionate."

Although he said so, Fu Zechuan thought that Ji Fanfan must be talking ironically, so not only was his mood not bad, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth rose a lot.

After returning to the apartment, Ji Fanfan cleaned up the kitchen, and went into the room to continue working until he heard some noises coming from the room again.

Ji Fanfan subconsciously thought that the kitchen had exploded again, and hurried out to check, but saw a row of people moving things to his house, "What are you doing?"

Fu Zechuan directed them to put down their things, and replied naturally: "I want to live here, and of course I have to prepare some daily necessities."

Ji Fanfan frowned deeply, is he entangled with him?

People who move things are obviously not just moving things, they also put things in different categories, such as clothes, they will put them neatly in the closet, and shoes will be put in order Shoebox.

In this way, after they left, there would be Fu Zechuan's things everywhere in the house.

Ji Fanfan now finds it an eyesore wherever he looks, and he said displeased: "There is no place for you to live here, please leave."

Fu Zechuan smiled sweetly at him, "This place is so big, how can there be no place for me to live?"

Ji Fanfan's face was full of impatience, "My temple is too small to accommodate your big Buddha."

Fu Zechuan stood in front of him, leaned slightly, his eyes were like stars, "It's okay, for you, I can get used to everything~"

After the words fell, he walked into the bedroom one step ahead of time to avoid being locked out again, then sat down at Ji Fanfan's desk, looked at him with a smile, "Uncle Heng said let me help you, don't worry, I will help you later." I won't leave until you finish translating this "Dimension Divide."

Ji Fanfan pursed his lips, with an obviously unhappy face, but he had nothing to do with this stalker, he could only resist trying to drive him away with words, "I don't need your help, don't bother me here .”

"Fanfan, I really want to help you, just let me stay here, be obedient~"

Ji Fanfan looked at this person with complicated eyes, how could he be so shameless now!

Fu Zechuan pretended not to see the resistance all over his body, took the draft on Ji Fanfan's desk and looked at it seriously.

His reticent attitude is simply determined to stay here. Ji Fanfan is very annoyed by this, but he has to work, so he can only try his best to pretend that no one else exists.

"Fanfan, are you tired?"

"Fanfan, are you thirsty?"

"Do you need my help?"

"May I go make you a pot of tea?"

Fu Zechuan was haunted by the side and kept brushing his presence. Ji Fanfan stopped typing. He took out the ointment for burns from the cabinet under the table and threw it to Fu Zechuan, "Get out."

Fu Zechuan's eyes lit up, and he cherished the ointment and played with it. He really cared about himself~

He was so happy that there were deep smiles in his eyes, but he still had no intention of leaving.

Ji Fanfan turned his head and looked cold, "Don't understand?"

Fu Zechuan blinked, "Unless you promise me not to close the door."

Ji Fanfan turned his head and continued typing. They are now under the same roof, and they can't see each other. Even if he closes the door, can he still stay here and not go out?

Ji Fanfan suppressed the anger in his heart, "...OK."

Hearing his promise, Fu Zechuan walked out with confidence, but when he went out, his eyes still fell on Ji Fanfan who was typing.

He went to make a pot of tea, put it on Ji Fanfan's desk and sat outside the door, watching his back in a daze.

This kind of scene has appeared many times in his dreams, and in the dream, he not only looks at it like this, but also walks over, hugs him from behind, and then they can kiss, linger, and talk to their heart's content miss……

Fu Zechuan was a little distracted after thinking about it, he swallowed subconsciously, and then quickly looked away uncomfortably.

This year, he really defended himself like jade for Ji Fanfan, he never fell in love with anyone, and never touched anyone, because he knew that Ji Fanfan didn't like his ridiculous things, so for him, he would change, He will be what he likes to be.

He had already thought about it, if Ji Fanfan doesn't show up for a year, he will look for him for a year, if he doesn't show up for two years, he will look for him for two years, if he doesn't show up for five years, he will look for him for five years, he will keep looking and waiting, Wait until he dies, wait until he comes back.

But God still favored him after all. Fortunately, he went to that boring party back then, which allowed him to see his Fanfan again so quickly.

And now they not only met, but also lived together, and the experience of last night...

Fu Zechuan couldn't help but fantasize after thinking about it.

But he also knew that if he dared to go there now, Ji Fanfan would definitely beat him out.

He also plans to cultivate a good relationship with Ji Fanfan here, so naturally he won't provoke him right now.

But not to provoke or not to provoke, he still has many ways to beat around the bush. ?