The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

As soon as Xi Huaizhen spoke, everyone in the living room looked at him.

The eyes of the woman on the opposite side brightened slightly: "This is Mr. Fu, right?"

Fu Xiuzhu was a little nervous, but not because he was afraid of strangers, but because he was afraid of saying the wrong thing and embarrassing the man. After all, this was a live broadcast.

He walked over cautiously, with a very serious face: "Hello."

As soon as the words fell, the untied long hair at the back of the head suddenly fell apart like a waterfall.

At that moment, time seemed to be slowed down, and the two follow-ups were quick, and the camera was aimed at him for the first time.

Xi Huaizhen stretched out his long arms and caught the fallen hair rope in his hands.

Fu Xiuzhu was dumbfounded, with a blank expression.

He obviously felt that he was tied up...

With a smile in his eyes, Xi Huaizhen scraped the tip of his nose affectionately: "Didn't you agree that I would come?" As he spoke, he took out a mahogany comb from nowhere and motioned him to sit down.

Sensing his intention, Fu Xiuzhu blushed suddenly, and looked at the woman and the two followers.

The woman blinked and smiled: "Don't worry about us, you can do whatever you want."

Fu Xiuzhu looked at the man beside him again.

Xi Huaizhen pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "Did you forget what I said last night?"

Fu Xiuzhu blinked, remembering that the other party said last night that he can say whatever he wants.

Reminiscent of those things on the WB, he suddenly understood the intention of the other party's interview today.

Men want to back him up.

At this moment, my heart suddenly swelled, and every cell in my body was joyful and jumping for joy.

He suddenly became less nervous, bent his eyes, and sat down obediently.

Xi Huaizhen held the mahogany comb in his hand, lowered his eyes, as if no one was combing his long hair.

That serious look, gentle and affectionate.

The two figures standing one at a time and sitting one at a time are like a lingering picture scroll, making people look dumbfounded.

The woman swallowed her saliva, and quickly winked at the two followers.

In fact, without her pointing, the follower had already consciously aimed at them.

Barrage:

"Mom! Is this still the unsmiling and indifferent teacher Xi?"

"I want to report that someone is blatantly stuffing dog food!!"

"Hehe, didn't you agree to explain to fans today? What is this? Using public resources to show affection?"

"I can't see it! I haven't explained it yet, but I'm showing off first. Why didn't I find Xi Huaizhen so pretentious before?"

"The ex Nima in front? If you don't like watching it, get out, who begged you on your knees?"

Xi Huaizhen combed her hair carefully, and finally tied the hair rope slowly, and the job was done.

He sat down next to Fu Xiuzhu, looked up at the woman, she understood, and quickly sat across from her.

"From the way the two get along, we can see that the two are very affectionate." She smiled and said, "I don't know how long we have known Mr. Xi and Mr. Fu?"

Xi Huaizhen looked deeply at Fu Xiuzhu, and there was something in his words: "I have known him since childhood."

The woman didn't hear the voice of his words, but thought he was talking about the two people who knew each other since they were young, and she was surprised: "So Mr. Fu and Mr. Xi are still bamboo horses?"

She looked at Fu Xiuzhu again, and exclaimed: "Mr. Fu is well maintained, right? It doesn't look like he is the same age as Mr. Xi at all."

Xi Huaizhen pursed her lips, and her voice was low and deep: "He even gave me a nickname, Little Pearl."

Fu Xiuzhu stared blankly at him for a moment, and for a moment, his gaze gradually went blank.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a gentle voice beside his ears: "Zhenzhu, Zhenzhu, I will call you Little Pearl from now on."

"Mr. Fu?"

The gentle voice beside his ear gradually faded away, and the woman's voice became clearer, Fu Xiuzhu frowned.

The woman smiled and said, "Mr. Fu nicknamed Mr. Xi Little Pearl. Does it have any special meaning?"

Fu Xiuzhu murmured subconsciously: "Zhenzhu."

Xi Huaizhen's eyes froze.

Woman: "Zhenzhu, Pearl, haha, that's what it means. It seems that Mr. Fu is also a romantic person."

Fu Xiuzhu didn't listen to what the woman said. He stared blankly at Xi Huaizhen.

And Xi Huaizhen also looked at him deeply.

The two looked at each other, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly become quiet. Even the environment they were in had changed from a modern living room to a misty fairyland.

The breeze blew slowly, and the sound of waterfalls flowed in his ears. Fu Xiuzhu was stunned for a long time before he realized that he was standing beside a waterfall.

Not only has the environment changed, but the attire on his body has also changed into a white dress.

"Master, this is a dessert I just learned, try it."

A deep and familiar voice sounded behind him, and Fu Xiuzhu turned his head abruptly.

The man with long hair and high beams, dressed in a black tunic, holding a plate of green desserts, walked towards him step by step with long legs.

The black clothes around the waist made the man's figure more slender and taller, his brows and eyes were a little less cool, and a little more compelling heroic, the whole person looked extremely calm and restrained.

This is Xi Huaizhen, whom Fu Xiuzhu had never seen before, and he was momentarily taken aback.

The man walked up to him, his light eyes flickered slightly: "Master, are you hungry?"

Fu Xiuzhu swallowed, hesitating: "Xi...teacher?"

The corner of the man's lips twitched a little, and he walked past him, put the dessert in his hand on the stone table aside, and then turned around and said, "Master, want to play a story from a storybook today?"

"What... what?" Fu Xiuzhu was a little confused, looking at the man in front of him, he always felt that something was wrong.

"The apprentice has made a new dessert, Master doesn't want to try it?"

The man sat down at the stone table, picked up a piece of dessert with his slender fingers, opened his thin lips slightly, and sent the dessert in.

Seeing this scene, Fu Xiuzhu was inexplicably greedy, his eyes fell on the man's slightly chewing thin lips, and he walked over uncontrollably.

"Try it?"

As soon as he sat down, the man pinched a piece of dessert and put it to his lips.

Fu Xiuzhu blinked and stared at him rightly, the man was still the same man, that's right.

Thinking about it, he slightly bent his eyes and opened his mouth.

The man put the dessert into his mouth, and scratched the tip of his tongue with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

If it was the past, Fu Xiuzhu must be stiff and at a loss.But now the two have not only established a relationship, but also make a lot of sauces every day.

His face was slightly red, and after eating the dessert in his mouth, he also picked up a piece, leaned over and handed it to the man's lips: "Teacher Xi, you can eat too."

The man paused slightly, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, and opened his mouth as he said.

However, Fu Xiuzhu suddenly turned the dessert around and put it into his mouth. Before the man could react, he held the man's face and put the dessert into the man's mouth in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

In the end, he bit the man's lip in a wicked way, just like the other party had bitten him in the past.

He looked at him, his eyes became crescent moons with a smile: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

The man froze completely, with various expressions of astonishment, shock, and disbelief intertwined. In those light-colored eyes, there were turbulent emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Fu Xiuzhu was a little puzzled: "Mr. Xi? Why don't you eat?"

The man swallowed the dessert directly.

Fu Xiuzhu stared slightly: "Why did you swallow it without chewing?"

As he said that, he hurriedly ran over to give him a hand, and hurriedly said: "How is it? Are you choking?"

The man's deep eyes followed him, and his eyes fell on his rosy lips, his Adam's apple slipped.

With a hoarse voice: "Master just now... what do you mean?"

Fu Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the various cosplays of the couple in the little yellow book, and then looked at the current outfits of the two, and since just now, the other party has been calling him "Master"...

His eyes lit up, he understood!

"Ahem..." He straightened his face slightly, slid his hand up from the man's back, hooked the man's neck, then lifted the man's chin, and finally moved close to the man's lips, and said ambiguously, whether to kiss or not: "What do you want to be a teacher? Don't you really know, disciple?"

The man's eyes were deep, and his hands hanging on both sides were clenched unconsciously: "I don't know..."

Before the word "white" came out of his mouth, Fu Xiuzhu kissed him on the lips, and smirked: "Do you know now?"

The man's pupils shrank slightly, his whole body tensed up, and the turbulent emotions in his eyes could hardly be suppressed, but Fu Xiuzhu didn't notice anything strange about him, he swung his body, sat on his lap, and climbed up his neck with both hands familiarly, the pitch-black Eyes narrowed slightly: "Disciple, do you think Master looks good?"

The man looked down at him, his Adam's apple slipped and slipped, and he raised his hands slightly, but he didn't dare to touch him.

Seeing that he was silent, Fu Xiuzhu lowered his head in dissatisfaction, smacked those thin lips heavily, and said fiercely, "Do you look good as a teacher?"

It is impossible for any man to sit still in his arms after being kissed and kissed by someone who has loved him for hundreds of years.

The same is true for the man at this time, he pressed his hands on Fu Xiuzhu's shoulders, his eyes were heavy: "Is the master going to play this story to the end today?"

Facing his gaze, Fu Xiuzhu shrank his neck slightly.

He understands this kind of look. Whenever a man wants him, he will show this kind of look, but as the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose. I... um..."

This completely unassuming voice disappeared in the man's surging kiss.

The man's kiss is familiar, but the feeling is still a bit wrong. Fu Xiuzhu was dazed, and before he could figure it out, thunderous roars suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Rumble..."

The sound of thunder seemed to resound throughout the whole world, Fu Xiuzhu suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was darkness.

"Rumble..."

Looking up, I saw black clouds in the sky, thunder and lightning.

The silvery white lightning streaked ferociously across the sky from time to time, making people shudder.

"Master..."

From below, there was a startled and anxious roar.

Fu Xiuzhu lowered his head.

Only then did he discover to his astonishment that he was standing on a mountain top.

And underneath, the man was standing there anxiously.

His eyes were red, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Master, don't you want little pearl?"

It was the first time Fu Xiuzhu saw this kind of expression on a man's face, his heart tightened suddenly, and he stepped out unconsciously: "Xi..."

However, at this moment, a bolt of lightning strikes from the sky, striking an inch in front of him. If he hadn't reacted too quickly and retreated in time, he might have been struck.

He didn't care about the man below him, and looked up at the sky, his face turned pale in an instant.

As if the end of the world is coming, dense thunder and lightning are brewing in the sky.

Fu Xiuzhu's body couldn't stop trembling: "Thunder... Thunder Calamity?"