Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Fu Zechuan sat down beside Ji Fanfan, reached out to hold his hand, but found that Ji Fanfan's hand was very cold, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Ji Fanfan withdrew his hand from his palm as if waking up from a dream, lowered his head and put down the water glass, "Zechuan, I'm sorry, I, I'm not feeling well, I'm going back first."

Fu Zechuan pressed him on the sofa to prevent him from getting up, "What's wrong with you? I have a doctor here, I'll ask him to show you."

Ji Fanfan didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and said in a panic, "No, there's no need."

Fu Zechuan straightened his face and made him face him, "Are you hiding from me?"

"I...I don't know."

"Why?" Fu Zechuan frowned, showing concern, "It was fine just now, what did Chengcheng tell you?"

"No, his reason."

"why?"

Ji Fanfan turned his head to one side, his eyes were sore, "Zechuan, I'm in a mess."

"I can't let you go if you don't make it clear."

Ji Fanfan sniffed, looked at him with red eyes, and asked solemnly, "Are we friends?"

Fu Zechuan was taken aback, "Of course, didn't you already know that?"

Ji Fanfan repeatedly grabbed the hem of his clothes, lowered his head in low self-esteem, "But, you look good, your family background is good, and you are so outstanding, but I, I have nothing, no, no, can I be your friend?" ..."

Fu Zechuan heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably, but felt dumbfounded, "Just because of this?"

Ji Fanfan twisted his clothes and said nothing.

Fu Zechuan held his hands in his palms, smiled warmly and affectionately, "Fanfan, I made friends with you, and even liked you, all because of you, and nothing to do with anything else."

His words made Ji Fanfan's heart tremble, and yes, Zechuan helped him so many times, and he never cared about his identity, he must be the person he cared about.

After all, how could someone as good as Zechuan think of him? Could it be that he is poorer than him, not as good-looking as him, or knows nothing?

Ji Fanfan moved his head and looked at Fu Zechuan. He could see his own miniature in his eyes, as if he was the only one in his world. He was so sincere, moved him so much, and Attracting him to want to get close.

But Fu Zechuan looked at this pitiful little boy who was still moved, and was lost for a while. He saw his little face upturned, his long eyelashes were stained with crystal tears that were about to fall, that kind of eyes full of trust, and—— —

His eyes fell on the red lips bitten by Ji Fanfan, and he couldn't help tracing the shape of his lips with his thumb, his eyes were dark.

Ji Fanfan's pupils shrank tightly, he forgot to breathe, and the soft touch on his lips made him stunned.

He was at a loss.

He didn't dare to move.

Fu Zechuan was taken aback when he realized what he was doing, why did he kiss Ji Fanfan?

No, is this something he should consider now?

Fu Zechuan didn't back away, but kissed each other more deeply.

Ji Fanfan recovered from the pain in his waist, he fell off the sofa in a panic, and the skin under the lifted clothes was a large bruise that hadn't faded away.

He took two steps back in a daze, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet. He felt that he had done something very bad, so he apologized as soon as he opened his mouth, "I...I...I'm sorry."

Being interrupted halfway made Fu Zechuan feel very bad, but Ji Fanfan's injury made him feel even more glaring, "What's the matter with your injury?"

Ji Fanfan subconsciously pulled up his shirt to cover the bruises on his waist, and stood still like a child who made a mistake and was punished to stand. He was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out, and he stumbled when he spoke, "Last time , at, at, the bar hit, hit."

Fu Zechuan: "Come here and let me have a look."

What happened just now out of nowhere, how could Ji Fanfan dare to let himself get close to Fu Zechuan? What if, what if he did something bad to Zechuan again?

Ji Fanfan tried his best to calm himself down, but he couldn't do it at all. He was like an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting and losing direction.

"I'm sorry, I'm... I'm leaving first."

"stop!"

Ji Fanfan's escaping steps stopped immediately.

The sound of Fu Zechuan's approaching footsteps behind him was very clear, so clear that Ji Fanfan felt that every step seemed to be on his heart, and he was so panicked that he couldn't breathe.

Ji Fanfan panicked even more when he saw the shadow of the person behind him being projected in front of him by the light, ambiguously overlapping with his shadow.

He blinked vigorously, forcing himself not to think about the absurd scene just now, forcing himself to forget the wrong feeling just now.

"Did you just leave like this?"

There was unspeakable loss in Fu Zechuan's calm voice.

This sentence alone made Ji Fanfan feel infinite guilt from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Zechuan stood behind Ji Fanfan, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and pressed his cheek again, with grievance and accusation in his tone: "Run after kissing? Huh?"

Ji Fanfan's pupils trembled. Apart from apologizing, he really didn't know how to make up for the damage he caused to the other party. Ji Fanfan felt that his crime was unforgivable, he was a jerk!Big bastard!

"Fanfan——" Fu Zechuan maintained the posture just now, wrapped his hand around Ji Fanfan's waist to encircle him, pinched his chin with the other hand and lifted it up, where Ji Fanfan couldn't see, the playful eyes and the right tone of grievance matched each other Xianggan, "What do you think should be done?"

Ji Fanfan was about to cry, "Zechuan is sorry, I... am really sorry."

This is the first time for Fu Zechuan to meet such an interesting person as Ji Fanfan. Even though he was bullied, he still felt ashamed of others, and kept apologizing to him. Really, it was very funny, but it also made people want to bully him even more. , and enjoy it.

Fu Zechuan leaned on his shoulder and neck, and said in a careless tone, "I don't want to hear sorry."

Ji Fanfan doesn't even care about this kind of hijacked posture. Now he is full of guilt for doing something wrong. He wants to say that he will be responsible for him, but how can he be responsible?Can he afford it?He is a poor boy, how dare he marry Bai Fumei?

When the warm tears fell on the back of Fu Zechuan's hand, Fu Zechuan felt inexplicably guilty and lost the interest to continue teasing him. He broke Ji Fanfan's body and wiped the tears from Ji Fanfan's face with the back of his hand, "Okay , don’t cry, I don’t make things difficult for you.”

Ji Fanfan's eyes were red, "But..."

"It was just an accident. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. No one will know. Don't cry."

"……Um."

Ji Fanfan managed to stop his tears, but remembered an important matter, and said in frustration: "Today is your birthday, I didn't prepare a gift, I'm sorry..."

Fu Zechuan rubbed his little head and smiled softly, "I'm already very happy that you can come, besides, the present—"

He touched Ji Fanfan's soft red lips with his thumb, "You have already given it."

Ji Fanfan blushed, even his neck was red, he just stared at his toes for a long while, speechless.

The party lasted until ten o'clock in the evening, and the elderly people basically bid farewell to Fu Zechuan and left, only some young people were still energetic.

One of the people with dyed yellow hair hooked Fu Zechuan's shoulder, and said in his ear with a smile: "Young Master Fu, the first half is over, shouldn't it be time for the second half?"

He didn't avoid others when he said this, and now that there are few people in the hall, his voice basically spread to every corner.

Ji Fanfan, who had been sitting restrained all the time, raised his head to look at Fu Zechuan in doubt, his eyes seemed to ask if the party is not over yet?

Fu Zechuan glanced at the yellow hair coldly, which pot is not open and which pot to lift!

His expression didn't change, he waved his yellow-haired hand away, and said calmly: "There's no such thing as a second half, don't talk nonsense." After speaking, he walked towards Ji Fanfan.

The yellow hair was dumbfounded by his words, didn't they agree that there would be a second half?It's impossible for them to go back to sleep now like those old men and old ladies, right?

He followed Fu Zechuan puzzledly and walked towards Ji Fanfan, and shouted, "Hey, Young Master Fu..."

Fu Zechuan really wants to pinch his head right now!

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Song Chengcheng quickly stopped the yellow hair halfway, "We haven't seen Zhibin for a long time, where are you and your father now?"

Fu Zechuan heaved a sigh of relief when the meddling person was called away, and he said gently to Ji Fanfan: "I'll ask Uncle Wang to take you back, remember to send me a message when you get home, don't worry me, you understand?"

Such simple concern warmed Ji Fanfan's heart, and he nodded obediently.

Seeing that Fu Zechuan had been busy all day, Ji Fanfan couldn't hide the tired look on his brows. He wanted to reach out and touch his face, but just as he raised his hand a little, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he quickly put it down and said politely: "Today, you have worked hard. .”

Fu Zechuan responded with a smile, and then suddenly remembered something. He leaned close to Ji Fanfan, took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and put it in Ji Fanfan's palm, "I prepared it specially for you, remember to wipe it, and it must be in good condition next time we meet. Return Ji Fanfan to me, remember?"

Ji Fanfan's ears started to feel hot again, he carefully held the medicine bottle in his hand, and nodded in panic.

Fu Zechuan waved to the side, "Uncle Wang, send Fanfan back."

Song Chengcheng waited until Fu Zechuan thoughtfully sent Ji Fanfan to the door, watched him get into the car, and waved goodbye before going forward.

He looked at the car going away, and said seriously to Fu Zechuan beside him: "Zechuan, I think, Ji Fanfan seems to be serious about everything, why don't you play with someone else?"

Fu Zechuan glanced at him, turned around and walked in without paying attention.

Song Chengcheng chased after him and continued: "A person like him, be careful that you won't be able to get rid of him in the future."

Fu Zechuan kept walking, "I have a measure."

Song Chengcheng was uncommonly persistent and said: "Really! You listen to my advice, and when you return to China, your sister specifically asked me—"

"Okay." Fu Zechuan interrupted him impatiently, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Ji Fanfan is so fun, I haven't had enough of it yet. When I have enough of it, I will naturally get together with him."

Song Chengcheng frowned and said, "I was worried that you would play off."

Fu Zechuan didn't take it seriously: "When did you see me play off?"

Song Chengcheng rolled his eyes, "I can't talk to you, anyway, you know what's in your mind."

Fu Zechuan didn't listen to his words at all. He tugged at his collar, stepped into the hall again, and raised his lips to the people inside: "Let's go, the second half."?