The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

Because his mind was almost in a state of emptiness, although Fu Xiuzhu's voice was still soft, it was at the usual volume.

A soft voice with some uneasiness rang out in the somewhat quiet car. At that moment, the car became even quieter. Wu Nanxi and the others in the front row unconsciously breathed lightly, lightly, and then Take it easy.

I was afraid of disturbing the two people in the back row, but at the same time I silently pricked up my ears.

Xi Huaizhen met his slightly dazed eyes with downcast eyes, and her heart twitched slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was one thing he had been ignoring all along—the crying Bao Jing felt insecure.

For him, there is no sense of security.

Why?There was rarely a trace of confusion in the light-colored eyes.

Xi Huaizhen's thoughts were a little wandering. These days, the other party seemed to be cautious when facing him, for fear that he would be angry or unhappy.He kept calling for his master, but he was always afraid of being kicked out of the house by him. Even now that the two of them had a relationship, the uneasiness in their eyes still lingered.

Why?Is he not expressing enough?

Xi Huaizhen paused.

It seems...he hasn't really talked to the other party about his thoughts all this time.

So, the crying bag is disturbed, is it because of this?

Thinking about it, Xi Huaizhen took a light breath, opened the baffle in the back row, and completely isolated the gossip souls of the people in the front row.

Fu Xiuzhu lay on his back on his lap, watching his actions intently, so obedient that people couldn't help feeling distressed.

Xi Huaizhen gently brushed away the strands of hair that fell on his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Xiaozhu..."

Fu Xiuzhu: "Huh?"

"sorry......"

Fu Xiuzhu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt his heart throbbing.

Although he casually asked that sentence just now, it was his sincere words.

In the past, he just wanted to stay by the man's side, but after becoming a man and staying by the man's side, he found that he became greedy, greedily wanting to be loved by men.

But now...

"I have lived alone for 900 years. I don't know how to love, and I don't know how to make someone happy..."

The man's deep voice sounded slowly in the cramped space.Fu Xiuzhu's heart was clenched tightly, and his eyes were flushed, and he almost couldn't help the tears that were about to well up.

Master, this is... do you want to explain to him?Does it mean that you can't like someone?

"All this time, I have ignored your feelings, and I haven't told you what I think, which makes you feel uneasy, I'm sorry."

Fu Xiuzhu opened his eyes.

The corners of the man's mouth slightly curled up, looking at him with extremely gentle eyes, his slender fingers gently outlined his face, "I don't know when, my eyes will always follow you unconsciously, seeing you smile, I will be happy, seeing you sad, I will feel bad..."

After a pause, he hesitated for a while, and then continued: "When I hear you say that you like others, I will be very irritable and my heart will be in a mess. I don't know if this counts as liking, but if you have to find someone to spend the rest of your life with If so, I hope that person..."

"It's you."

I hope that person is you...

It's you……

The man's deep voice seemed to be echoing in his ears all the time, Fu Xiuzhu stared blankly at the man above him, and from the other's light-colored eyes, he saw himself with long hair hanging down to the ground.

It was as if...the other party only had him in their eyes.

"You... really think so?"

After a long time, he heard his own choking voice.

Xi Huaizhen quickly covered his eyes, her voice hoarse: "Don't cry."

At first Fu Xiuzhu thought that he didn't want to see himself sad, but soon he realized something was wrong.

The main thing is that the presence of something is too obvious.

He froze, not daring to move, and his fair cheeks quickly turned red.

Didn't it just pass when you were at home?This, how long has it been...

He blushed, only to feel that the little atmosphere that had just risen completely dissipated.

Xi Huaizhen's body froze. It's not that he's never seen a crying Bao Jing cry, but just now when he saw the other party's eyes flushed and tears in his eyes, he suddenly thought that the other party could not bear it, but he bit his lip tightly and let out a cry. When there was another uncontrollable light sigh, the tails of the eyes were flushed, and the eye sockets were moist and seductive

Feeling the heat rising rapidly in his lower abdomen, thinking that this is inside the car, and there are three big light bulbs in the front row, the tip of his ear was quietly stained red.

The two were too close, and after Fu Xiuzhu noticed that his body was gradually becoming stiff, the shyness in his heart miraculously dissipated a lot.

He blinked, his long eyelashes gently brushing the man's palm.

After a pause, he seemed to have discovered something amusing, and blinked again. After feeling that the man's body had become more rigid, he blinked again, and then blinked again.

The other party's eyelashes brushed against the palm of his hand, as if feathers were gently sweeping over the tip of his heart. The itching made Xi Huaizhen's heart numb, and the heat in his lower abdomen became more and more irresistible.

After the other party blinked for the tenth time, he quickly picked him up and forced the other party to sit face to face on his lap, letting him cling to him, and he could feel something painful, his light-colored eyes slightly Squinting: "Deliberately playing tricks?"

Facing his dangerous gaze, Fu Xiuzhu's tricky thoughts disappeared just now.

His lower abdomen was so tight that he swallowed, and wanted to step back a little, but the man firmly restrained him on his legs.

He looked up at him slightly, stammering: "Yes... I'm sorry."

Xi Huaizhen had no expression on his face: "So you admit that you deliberately played tricks?"

Fu Xiuzhu pursed his lips, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "En."

A little puzzled in his heart, obviously he was worried that the man didn't like him one moment and was sad, but the next moment he found out that the man didn't care about him and teased him. Is he... arrogant?

"Look up at me."

Fu Xiuzhu looked up obediently.

In the next second, the man's handsome facial features magnified in front of his eyes, and his thin lips kissed him.

The man's lips are different from his body temperature, very hot.

He nibbled and licked lightly on his lips punitively.

The big hand fell on his waist unknowingly, and squeezed it punitively.

Fu Xiuzhu's waist is one of the most sensitive parts of his body. Suddenly, he couldn't help opening his mouth to let out a sigh, and then he fell into the man's arms.

He tried his best to open his misty eyes, and looked at the light-colored eyes of the man who was close at hand. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hair rope on his head fell off unknowingly. Open, the whole person reveals a faint and indistinguishable suffocating beauty.

It's too seductive.

Originally, Xi Huaizhen just wanted to make a fuss with him on purpose, hoping to increase the distance between the two of them and make the other party feel more at ease, but he didn't expect that the little goblin was too seductive and made him angry.

Is this a cocoon?

He quickly left Fu Xiuzhu's lips, and when the other party cast doubtful eyes, he pressed him into his arms, and then took a few heavy breaths before he recovered a little.

He stuck it to his neck, and murmured helplessly: "Little fairy..."

Fu Xiuzhu was held tightly by him, and he couldn't see his expression at all, but he could feel that somewhere in him was extremely exciting.

After hesitating for a while, he whispered, "Mr. Xi, are you okay?"

As a man, he knows how hard it is to endure that, but... but now in the car, he can't help...

Xi Huaizhen paused, and instantly understood what he meant, a little funny: "What do you think?"

Fu Xiuzhu's cheek was pressed against the man's shoulder, and it felt a little itchy, and he couldn't help rubbing it, "I...I know it's uncomfortable."

Xi Huaizhen was silent, and let out a low "um" from his throat.

Fu Xiuzhu's cheeks began to heat up, and his voice was like a mosquito: "I... I will help you after I get back from the show."

Hearing this, Xi Huaizhen felt a heat in his lower abdomen, took a long time to take a deep breath, and flicked his fingers on his forehead, "Can you stop thinking about this all day in your little head?"

Fu Xiuzhu: "...?"

Wasn't it you who was thinking?

Seeing his slightly aggrieved appearance, Xi Huaizhen couldn't help but smiled lowly, pecked lightly on his lips, then, under the bewildered eyes of the other party, leaned into his ear, and said slowly: "It's disrespectful.

Fu Xiuzhu: "..."

Four or ten minutes later, several people arrived at the set.

Song Qingfang saw Xi Huaizhen's tall figure from a long distance, and he rushed over, his eyes wandered back and forth between Xi Huaizhen and Fu Xiuzhu, and finally gave Xi Huaizhen a thumbs up: "Nice!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left.

Fu Xiuzhu: "...?"

He blinked blankly: "Director Song is... stimulated?"

Xi Huaizhen didn't change his face: "Being single for a long time sometimes inevitably behaves a little weirdly."

Hearing this, Fu Xiuzhu looked at him thoughtfully, then turned his head to look at him curiously: "What happened to Mr. Xi before? Haven't you been single for 900 years?"

Xi Huaizhen: "..."

Failed.

He still didn't change his face: "I am the god of death."

Fu Xiuzhu didn't quite understand: "What's wrong with Death?"

Xi Huaizhen's tone was calm: "I used to think that the god of death has no feelings, so it doesn't matter if you are single or not."

Fu Xiuzhu frowned, as if it made sense, but he always felt something was wrong.

"Cough," Xi Huaizhen coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "Have you watched today's play?"

When it came to the play, Fu Xiuzhu quickly put aside the little doubts in his mind, his eyes lit up slightly: "I have seen it, and I will definitely perform better today than yesterday."

Maybe it was because those bright eyes were too good-looking, Xi Huaizhen couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head, "Come on."

After returning to the dressing room to put on makeup, no one came to shout from the studio, so Fu Xiuzhu stammered: "Xi...Mr. Xi."

Xi Huaizhen, who had also put on her makeup and put on a black black robe, turned her head to look at him: "Huh?"

Fu Xiuzhu: "I...I want to make things easier."

Xi Huaizhen was a little funny: "Need me to accompany you?"

Fu Xiuzhu shook his head vigorously, his face flushed slightly: "I'll just go by myself." After speaking, he turned around and ran outside.

The conditions on the set are not that good, and there is no separate toilet in the dressing room.

Fu Xiuzhu trotted to the bathroom, and when he passed the door of a dressing room, he suddenly heard a small sobbing sound.

He took a step.

"Mingming...are you keyboard warriors blind? Of course my pretty face is natural, and none of you have appreciated it.

I've decided, why do you say I'm a plastic surgery freak? "

"Grandma, did I sleep with your man, or did I blow up your ancestral grave? You guys will feel bad if it's not dark for a day, right? You heartless things... Mingming..."

Fu Xiuzhu: "...?"

He glanced at the door of the dressing room with a strange expression on his face, and saw a nameplate - Bai Yijin hanging above it.