After being reborn, I became the little ancestor of the paranoid tyrant

When Xu Chenting arrived at Fu Boyun's villa, the lights were already on.

"The young master is back, have you had dinner yet?"

Seeing Xu Chenting come back, Uncle Lin warmly greeted him and asked.

"not yet."

"Dinner is ready in the kitchen, bring it here for you now?" Uncle Lin asked.

"Wait!"

While answering Uncle Lin's question, Xu Chenting looked around for Fu Boyun's figure: "Uncle Lin, where is Fu Boyun? Haven't you gotten off work yet?"

Uncle Lin glanced in the direction of the second floor, and said to Xu Chenting: "The young master is back, he is upstairs in the study."

"Then I'll go up to find him first, and I'll come down for dinner later."

Hearing that Fu Boyun was at home, Xu Chenting's heart moved slightly, and he wanted to run upstairs to find him immediately.

"The young master is not in a good mood today, please coax him!" Uncle Lin said in a worried tone, and instructed Xu Chenting.

Xu Chenting's heart sank, thinking of the short video Qin Junze sent him, he probably knew why Fu Boyun was in a bad mood.

Xu Chenting went upstairs and stood at the door of the study, the door of the study was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

Xu Chenting reached out and knocked on the door, but he didn't get any response, so he pushed the door open and walked in with some worry.

Only one warm light was turned on in the study room, and it was dimly lit. I could only see Fu Boyun lying lazily on his side on the sofa, his tie torn in a mess, and unbuttoning the top two buttons of his white shirt. Very human.

He held a bottle of red wine in his hand, raised his head, and drank directly from the bottle. The spilled red wine bloomed small wine-red flowers on the white shirt.

Xu Chenting took another step forward, and saw two empty red wine bottles lying crookedly on the ground.

What time is it, and you've already drank so much?

Is red wine drunk as grape juice?are you crazy?

Xu Chenting strode forward, snatched the bottle of red wine from Fu Boyun's hand, and put it forcefully on the small table next to him.

"Ok?"

Fu Boyun's hands were suddenly empty, his eyes were misty, and his expression was a little cute looking around for a drink, and finally his eyes fell on Xu Chenting.

Xu Chenting looked at Fu Boyun quietly, wondering if this drunk would recognize him.

Fu Boyun's expression froze, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, hugged Xu Chenting into his arms, buried his head on his shoulder, and said in a sullen tone:

"I thought...you weren't coming back."

Xu Chenting's peaceful heart kept rippling because of these words, Fu Boyun really liked him.

What a coincidence.

He also likes Fu Boyun very much!

Xu Chenting tightened his arms and hugged Fu Boyun back forcefully.

Fu Boyun's body smelled of cold wood rosin and a faint smell of alcohol, which was not unpleasant, and Xu Chenting's heart slowly calmed down.

This is the unique sense of security around Fu Boyun.

"Didn't you say this is my home, where else can I go if I don't go home?"

Xu Chenting reached out to touch Fu Boyun's head, and said with a smile: "Or, what you said before was just to coax me?"

"No, I didn't coax you."

Fu Boyun looked up at Xu Chenting, explained in a anxious tone, and the next second his tone dropped: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you didn't come back, I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Help.

What kind of aggrieved little milk dog tone is this!

The drunken Fu Boyun's style of painting is a bit wrong!

"You don't talk, you admit it, you just don't want to be with me."

Fu Boyun seemed to have found ironclad evidence from Xu Chenting's silence, and complained loudly, like a big dog abandoned by its owner.