Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his head, biting his lip and daring not to look at him, but his heart was turning a thousand times——

They have already crossed the boundaries of friends, they are lovers...

When Ji Fanfan thought of the word "couple", his cheeks became hot.

But, if it's a couple, Ji Fanfan's Adam's apple twitched, can they go further?can marry...

Ji Fanfan is really envious of Aunt He having her own family and her own family, such close family members who can talk about everything, care for each other, and accompany each other.

He wants to have it too.

So he thought, since he and Fu Zechuan liked each other and said they would be together forever, could they—

marry……

Will Zechuan agree?

Fu Zechuan didn't know what he was thinking, raised his hand and pinched his red earlobe, and asked with a smile, "Why don't you talk? Huh?"

Ji Fanfan hugged the person in front of him tightly, he wanted to ask!He wants to know the answer!He wants to be with him forever!He wants to marry him!

The strong thoughts in his heart almost swallowed and drowned Ji Fanfan, just like a soda that was shaken violently, the huge energy generated inside was enough to break through the bottle.

He suddenly raised his head, his small face was flushed red, his heart was beating violently because of being too excited, even the breath he exhaled was hot, his heart was full of Fu Zechuan's appearance, and he blurted out, "Let's get married!"

Fu Zechuan was stunned, the smile on his face was so frozen that he couldn't recover for a long time.

Heck!

He never dreamed that Ji Fanfan would say such a thing to him!

marry! ?

Is he crazy! !

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ji Fanfan thought he was frightened, and hurriedly explained: "Zechuan, I know, I know this is a bit abrupt, I, I, I didn't mean to ask you to agree to me immediately, I just, I just……"

"Do you want to get married?" Fu Zechuan's eyes were indifferent, only calm, without affection.

Ji Fanfan lowered his head in a panic, missing the coldness in Fu Zechuan's eyes, and his voice was almost inaudible, "I want to get married."

Fu Zechuan stared at Ji Fanfan who was restlessly clutching the hem of his clothes, and he spoke again after a while, "Isn't it good that we are like this now?"

Ji Fanfan pressed his fingers hard, tears accumulated in his red eyes, he was so lost that his heart seemed to be empty, he choked up and said, "You, don't you want to?"

Hearing his crying voice, Fu Zechuan felt a strange sadness in his heart, but his face became calmer, he stood in front of Ji Fanfan with downcast eyes, and softened his tone, "Fanfan, getting married is not a trivial matter, have you thought it through clearly? Besides, none of your family members know about us, if we get married we need to tell them, don't we?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, many words were stuck in his chest, but he couldn't say a word, he rejected him...

But he also felt that if he was too anxious and scared the other party, he should find another formal occasion and talk to him about it solemnly.

And what Ze Chuan said is right, he hasn't told his father about this matter yet, he really thought too little, too inconsiderate.

Ji Fanfan blamed himself, he shouldn't be so impulsive.

Fu Zechuan was thinking about how to make up some more excuses to stabilize Ji Fanfan, but he saw Ji Fanfan slowly raised his eyes to look at him, there were distressing tears in his sincere eyes, and the blush on his cheeks due to the excitement just now Faded, the voice was soft, "I'm sorry, I didn't think too much, you must not be troubled, I will, think about our future carefully."

Fu Zechuan averted his eyes and didn't meet his gaze, feeling a little guilty for some reason, "I have to go back to the company to deal with some matters later, you should sleep first."

After saying that, he strode out of the kitchen and didn't look back at Ji Fanfan until he walked out the door.

Ji Fanfan pursed his lips, and clasped his hands restlessly in front of his chest——

Zechuan, is he angry...

Ji Fanfan wanted to apologize to Fu Zechuan again, but he sat in the living room and waited and waited, and Fu Zechuan didn't come back until late at night.

But at this moment, in the frenzied bar, the five-colored lights swayed and sprinkled every corner of the bar, and the sound of crazy music was astonishingly loud. Poured himself another glass.

As soon as he was about to put it in his mouth, he was suppressed by Song Chengcheng who was next to him holding down the mouth of the cup.

Fu Zechuan glanced at him impatiently, "Why?"

Song Chengcheng said helplessly: "I should be asking you these two words, what are you doing? Come out to drink at night? What's the matter? Got into a fight with Ji Fanfan?"

Fu Zechuan patted his hand away and said irritably, "No."

Song Chengcheng swirled the wine in the glass, mentioned that he wanted to drink it but put it on the table, leaned a little closer to Fu Zechuan and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you mix oil with him last night, why did you quarrel today?" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he was surprised again: "Could it be because of that Yang Chao?!"

Fu Zechuan glanced at him coldly, "Did you find him? So many words."

Song Chengcheng shrugged, "Brother, don't be so urgent, at least you have to give me 24 hours, right?"

Fu Zechuan didn't bother to talk to him, picked up his glass and continued to drink.

Song Chengcheng still felt that they must have had a quarrel, and he was really curious, what could Ji Fanfan's docile and well-behaved temperament quarrel with Fu Zechuan?

It's really puzzling.

However, Song Chengcheng poked Fu Zechuan's arm with his elbow, "Okay, Young Master Fu, isn't it just a Ji Fanfan? You don't lack people around you. As for drinking here? Without Ji Fanfan, what's the point?" Fanfan, Li Fanfan, Zhang Fanfan..."

Fu Zechuan looked down at the wine in the glass, the eyes under the long eyelashes had a faint gleam, his slender and beautiful hands turned the glass aimlessly, and suddenly replied, "Who said I broke up with him?" gone."

Song Chengcheng was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Did you break up?"

Fu Zechuan glanced at him coolly, "You really want me to break up with him?"

Song Chengcheng choked for a moment, "No, no, don't think too much about it." He was simply afraid that Fu Zechuan would play off, and he, who helped to hide it, would be beaten to death by Fu Zechuan's sister.

There was no emotion on Fu Zechuan's face. He flicked the cup with his fingers, and the cup made a crisp sound. In this noisy bar, this sound was insignificant and easily drowned out, but he heard it clearly, " Do you know what he said to me today?"

Song Chengcheng lacked interest, drinking from a glass while asking boredly, "What did you say?"

"He said he was going to marry me."

"Pfft!" Song Chengcheng spit out all the wine in a gulp, and shouted in disbelief: "What!"

Fu Zechuan's tone was flat, "I also find it incredible."

Song Chengcheng couldn't believe it, "Is Ji Fanfan crazy?! Can you marry him? He's simply fantastic."

Fu Zechuan was disturbed by Ji Fanfan's words that night, but he couldn't help thinking about it, and Ji Fanfan's eyes looking at him, that kind of eyes full of expectation and longing.

His slender fingers turned the rim of the cup, and it looked special under the light, and whispered: "He seems to think that if he likes it, he can be together and get married, hehe, so naive."

Song Chengcheng drank a large glass of wine again to suppress his shock, then turned his head and asked Fu Zechuan, "You didn't promise him, did you?"

Fu Zechuan said indifferently, "Do you think I might agree to him? I'm out of my mind."

Song Chengcheng shook his head, still unable to understand how Ji Fanfan would have such naive thoughts, the gap between him and Fu Zechuan is not 01:30.

And in Song Chengcheng's view, no matter how stupid Ji Fanfan is, he should know that Fu Zechuan and him are just lovers, and this kind of relationship can't even be considered serious, let alone other things.

He thought for a while and said to Fu Zechuan: "Why don't you separate from him, it won't be so troublesome if you separate early."

Fu Zechuan ordered another bottle of high-strength wine, and the liquor slid down his throat hotly. He let out a soft breath, and replied to Song Chengcheng, "Ji Fanfan feels different to me, and I will handle his affairs. Don't worry about it."

Song Chengcheng clicked his tongue, "I'm afraid you're playing with fire."

Fu Zechuan pushed the wine bottle in front of him, and said annoyedly, "Do you want to drink? Don't nag."

"Drink, drink, drink is not enough." Song Chengcheng reached for the wine bottle helplessly. Really, one suddenly said "marry", and the other came out to drink, it was all weird.

……

Ji Fanfan was awakened by the sound of the door opening, and he got up from the sofa immediately, even his eyes went dark for a moment because he got up so fast.

His first reaction was that Fu Zechuan came back, and he hurried to the entrance without his shoes on.

However, when he saw the person who came in, he was taken aback.

Song Chengcheng was also taken aback when he saw him, "Why are you here?"

"I..." Ji Fanfan was so nervous that he could speak incoherently, and it took him a while to straighten his tongue again, "Zechuan..."

Song Chengcheng's eyes flickered, and he quickly understood something, "Oh, it's okay, I drank a few more glasses of entertainment, and I'm here to help."

Ji Fanfan hurried over to help the drunk Fu Zechuan, who smelled very strongly of alcohol, which made Ji Fanfan's nose a little uncomfortable.

Song Chengcheng originally wanted to leave Fu Zechuan behind, but he couldn't bear to see Ji Fanfan's thin body supporting the tall Fu Zechuan, so he helped Ji Fanfan move Fu Zechuan to the second floor and threw him on the bed.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'm leaving." Song Chengcheng clapped his hands and planned to go downstairs.

"That..." Ji Fanfan looked at him hesitantly.

Song Chengcheng was puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

Ji Fanfan took a set of Fu Zechuan's clothes from the closet, "Can I trouble you..."

Song Chengcheng looked at the clothes in his hand, then at him, then at Fu Zechuan, shocked, "You don't want me to change his clothes, do you?"

Just kidding, if Fu Zechuan knew the clothes he changed for him, he could give him a critical blow by turning around, not to mention, didn't Ji Fanfan and Fu Zechuan both sleep?Now Ji Fanfan is so shy.

"I won't do it." After Song Chengcheng finished speaking, he seemed to run away. He only cared about carrying, and didn't know anything else.

Ji Fanfan was tangled up in the clothes in his hand, should he change Fu Zechuan's clothes?

Although he hadn't started yet, when he thought of that scene... Ji Fanfan's heart beat faster, and his legs felt as if they had taken root on the floor, unable to move. ?