The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

"Shock!Xi Huaizhen angered the reporter in the parking lot: You quarreled with him! "

[Laugh!Yesterday I went to the Pearl Community to find friends, and as soon as I parked my car in the parking lot, I saw Xi Huaizhen surrounded by entertainment paparazzi.

At that time, he was carrying his little boyfriend Fu Xiuzhu who was sleeping on his back, and he acted as a paparazzi as if he had never seen such a big man. You asked Xi Huaizhen one by one: Do you know how Fu Xiuzhu and Bai Yijin are doing?

One of them seemed to be out of his mind, and even asked him directly if he and Fu Xiuzhu had a bad relationship, and if they were going to break up soon.

LOL!At that time, I could see clearly that Xi Huaizhen's face immediately turned cold, and he said coldly: You guys quarreled with him!

Hahaha, the faces of the paparazzi on the field turned red and black, and they almost killed me laughing!Come, come, send a video to everyone, and enjoy it together! /video】

"Xi Huaizhen: Blind? Can't you see such a big person on your back? Hahaha"

"Hehehe, it's confirmed! Teacher Xi is a wife-loving madman!"

"Goose, goose, everyone in the entertainment industry won't accept it, just obey Xi Huaizhen, if you don't like it, just hate, no one will give face!"

"Xi Huaizhen: Say I can, but my wife can't!"

"Those sunspots who specialize in reading pictures and making up stories, look carefully with your eyes wide open. Teacher Xi and his little boyfriend love each other very much. Don't try to make up stories to slander people every day because of something, it's fucking disgusting!"

"Hehe, it just came out that Fu Moumou was cheating, and then just happened to be bumped into by a reporter behind his boyfriend's back?"

Xianjun Huaizhen's favorite big baby: "The upstairs is mentally retarded? After learning two words, come out and spread rumors casually? Fu Xiuzhu only has Xi Huaizhen in his heart. He and Bai Yijin are just good friends. How could it become cheating on you?" Don’t you know that you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can’t talk indiscriminately?!!!”

"I'm a fan upstairs? Is Fu Xiuzhu your own father? Did you ask Fu Xiuzhu or Xi Huaizhen? It's as if you've seen it with your own eyes? Why don't you talk about their loving daily life?"

Huaizhen Xianjun's favorite big baby: "Fuck, don't believe me? What I saw with my own eyes can be fake?"

"Hehe, I also said that what I said is true, you are an idiot, what a fart you are!"

In the room, Fu Xiuzhu was holding the mobile phone, his face puffed up with anger, but he heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer outside.

He paused for a moment, then quickly stuffed the phone under the pillow, then pulled the quilt and closed his eyes.

Counting one, two, three in my heart, the next moment, the door was opened.

Holding a cup of hot milk, Xi Huaizhen walked gently into the room.

Glancing at Fu Xiuzhu whose eyes were still closed on the bed, he put the hot milk on the bedside table, and then stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of Fu Xiuzhu's forehead.

The man's palm was a little cold, and it was pressed against his forehead suddenly, and Fu Xiuzhu's long eyelashes couldn't help trembling.

Seeing this, Xi Huaizhen's eyes flickered slightly, and his deep eyes swept across his rosy face thoughtfully, and finally fell on the shoulders that were exposed outside the quilt.

After a moment of silence, Xi Huaizhen stretched out his hand and slowly unfastened the first button on Fu Xiuzhu's chest, and then the second button...

Following his movements, Fu Xiuzhu's face flushed red, and the curled eyelashes trembled faster and faster, but even so, he did not open his eyes.

When this man grows up, he's too... so unscrupulous!

Xi Huaizhen had a panoramic view of all the subtle changes in him, the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, and his slender fingers slowly unbuttoned his third button, and then slightly raised his fingertips to open the collar, revealing a round collar. Smooth little shoulders.

Xi Huaizhen's eyes were slightly darkened, her Adam's apple was slightly slippery, her small shoulders were dazzlingly white, without a single scar, as if yesterday's injury was just an illusion.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently touched the place where there was a wound.

Smooth and delicate touch, warm body temperature, this is true, there is really no scar at all.

The man's fingertips were also icy-cold, touching his shoulders, as if they were being charged with electricity, they felt numb and numb, and Fu Xiuzhu felt that half of his body was numb.

At this moment, he couldn't pretend anymore, grabbed the man's hand, opened his watery eyes, and blushed: "Enough...enough."

Xi Huaizhen let him hold her, looked at him with lowered eyes, and laughed softly: "Stop pretending?"

Fu Xiuzhu looked slightly embarrassed: "You already knew?"

Xi Huaizhen nodded: "Yes, I know."

He admitted so generously that Fu Xiuzhu felt his ears burning, "You...then why do you still..."

"What else?" Xi Huaizhen smiled in his eyes, grabbed his hand with his backhand, slid it into his fingers slowly and forcefully, clasped his fingers tightly, then put it to his lips, and kissed him lightly.

The man's lips were also cold, but the soft touch made Fu Xiuzhu feel that the place being kissed was hot, and a fire suddenly burst out in his lower abdomen.

This change made him stunned, but soon he was glad that he was lying on the bed and covered with a quilt.

In order to avoid further embarrassment, he quickly changed the subject: "Um... how long have I been asleep?"

Xi Huaizhen clasped his hand, her slender fingertips caressed the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice, "One night."

"To be exact, eighteen hours."

Fu Xiuzhu blinked, not quite understanding why he emphasized how many hours.

Xi Huaizhen's eyes were a little heavy, and she looked at him deeply, with some kind of flame hidden in the bottom of her eyes.

"Master," his voice was a little hoarse, and his fingertips twirled on the smooth shoulder, "Your injury is healed."

At that moment, the tingling feeling reappeared, Fu Xiuzhu felt his scalp tingle suddenly, and the fire in his lower abdomen suddenly ignited, and the thin quilt couldn't cover the slightly arched arc at all.

Seeing the arch, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face turned red again.

Xi Huaizhen noticed his strangeness, and was about to follow his gaze when Fu Xiuzhu pulled his head off and gave him a hard "boo" on his lips.

"Mr. Xi, good morning... good morning."

Seeing his dodging eyes, Xi Huaizhen's eyes gradually darkened, and kindly reminded: "Master, it is eleven o'clock at noon."

"Ahem..." Fu Xiuzhu was so embarrassed that he sneered, "Then...then what, I fell asleep, good afternoon."

Xi Huaizhen stared straight at him.

Fu Xiuzhu was stared at by him a little hard to resist, "You...why are you staring at me like that?"

The corner of Xi Huaizhen's mouth seemed to be hooked: "Master, I warmed up a glass of milk for you."

Fu Xiuzhu: "Then...you bring it to me?"

Xi Huaizhen chuckled: "If you don't let me go, how can I take it?"

Fu Xiuzhu pressed his head tightly with one hand: "..."

He quietly glanced at the still arched quilt, slowly turned sideways, then slowly let go of Xi Huaizhen, and smiled at him.

He didn't know how attractive he was at this moment.

That delicate little face was stained with blush, there was a flattering smile on the corner of her mouth, the dark eyes were glowing slightly, and her whole body was soft and easy to deceive.

Xi Huaizhen's Adam's apple slipped vaguely, straightened up, and took the milk from the bedside table.

He hadn't eaten for a whole day and night, and when Fu Xiuzhu saw something to eat at this time, the hunger came belatedly.

He swallowed, and was about to sit up, but Xi Huaizhen held him down with one hand, his eyes were deep: "Master, you lie down and drink."

Fu Xiuzhu was stunned: "Drink while lying down? How do you drink while lying down?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he saw the man across from him put the milk to his lips, and raised his head slightly to take a sip.

Fu Xiuzhu: "...Didn't you tell me... huh?"

As the faint sandalwood approached suddenly, the man directly blocked his mouth, and slowly poured the milk in his mouth into his mouth under his widened eyes.

The mellow and slightly sweet milk spread in the mouth, Fu Xiuzhu swallowed subconsciously, the slightly convex Adam's apple slid up and down with the swallowing, sexy and alluring.

Xi Huaizhen just lowered her eyes, watched him swallow all the milk, then left his lips, raised her head and took another sip, and before he could react, blocked his lips again.

After the crossing this time, Xi Huaizhen did not leave immediately, but swept back and forth in Fu Xiuzhu's mouth lightly, shallowly and carefully, lingering, licking and sucking on his lips, kissing him dizzily, I don't know what night tonight.

When the glass of milk was completely finished, Fu Xiuzhu was completely drunk.

That's right, drunk.

He never knew he could get drunk from drinking milk, but he was indeed drunk.

His eyes were so drunk that his eyes were blurred, the ends of his eyes were bright red, and his whole body was dizzy.

Xi Huaizhen put down the cup, turned around and saw his appearance, and couldn't help being taken aback.

Drunk people are different. Fu Xiuzhu no longer hides under the quilt as shamefully as before. He threw off the quilt and looked at Xi Huaizhen aggrievedly: "It's all your fault!"

Xi Huaizhen's eyes slowly turned to the small tent, and the flame hidden deep in the bottom of his eyes surged up instantly.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and his voice was hoarse: "What am I to blame?"

Fu Xiuzhu said loudly: "It's your fault for making it uncomfortable!"

Xi Huaizhen's eyes dimmed: "Then what does Master want the apprentice to do?"

Fu Xiuzhu squinted his drunken eyes, turned his head to think about it, and tried: "Little Pearl makes it uncomfortable?"

Xi Huaizhen's breathing suddenly became heavier, his eyes were fixed on him, and his voice was low and deep: "Yes, this disciple listens to Master."

"Little Pearl is the most obedient." Fu Xiuzhu lay on the bed, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he stretched out his two hands, in a gesture of begging for a hug, softly said: "I want to be hugged by Little Pearl."

Xi Huaizhen paused, for a moment, he felt that he had returned to his previous life.

In the previous life, even if he was not drunk, the people in front of him would always beg him for hugs, backs, or pinch his shoulders and beat his legs.

It looked like she was bullying him, but in fact it was just an expression of her extreme dependence on him.

As a master, he is like a child who will never grow up.

And this side, only he has seen.

Xi Huaizhen's eyes gradually softened, and she suddenly turned over and pressed on top of him, with her hands resting on his sides, meeting his half confused, half puzzled eyes deeply.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "Disciple, this will make Master not feel uncomfortable."