The Movie Emperor's Object Fluffy [Rebirth]

【Proud and clingy fluffy】

Lan Xi was slightly surprised, and her moist eyes looked at Jiang Fan strangely.

Jiang Fan took the lemon juice in his hand, poured it into the shaker, added two ounces of XO, filled it with tonic water, shook it, poured it back into the cup, put two mint leaves for decoration, and pushed it to Lanxi at hand.

Jiang Fan hooked his lips, "It's a bit crude, let's drink it."

Looking at him with big and clear eyes, and then at the wine in hand, Lan Xi pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Listening to the other party's soft tone, Jiang Fan felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

After Fu Ling made the phone call, he walked back blankly. The moment he saw Lan Xi, a doting smile broke out on that slightly serious face.

Lan Xi grabbed the wine glass tightly, swallowed a big gulp with a "gulp", as if she had choked, and her eye circles immediately turned red.

Jiang Fan subconsciously raised his hand to pat him on the back.

Lan Xi shook her head, and drank the rest of the wine in one go.

——It looked like a child stealing candy, and hurriedly eliminated the "evidence" before the parents found out.

Jiang Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

Fu Ling passed through many booths, getting closer and closer.

Lan Xi stood up with a whoosh and strode towards the stairs.

Halfway there, he stopped again, turned around to look at Jiang Fan, and said reluctantly but very politely, "Hi, my name is Lan Xi."

Without waiting for Jiang Fan to react, he ran upstairs with a "thump, thump, thump".

Jiang Fan's gaze followed his back involuntarily, and he let out a long sigh of relief until he could no longer see him.

Fu Ling patted him on the shoulder, and his voice was full of smiles, "You have a lot of face, you can make my little ancestor look good."

Little ancestor?

Jiang Fan was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Lan is Brother Ling's... family?"

"My friend's younger brother." Fu Ling took a sip of his wine, as if he didn't want to say more.

Jiang Fan pursed his lips. Since there is no blood relationship with such an intimate name, there is only one possibility.

At this moment, Jiang Fan finally realized the feelings of those onlookers just now—envy, jealousy, and hatred.

***

It was nearly midnight when Jiang Fan left the bar.

It was raining heavily, and people who took taxis at the door formed a long queue. They finally waited for a taxi, and were cut off by a few drunken girls.

Jiang Fan didn't care too much, and simply got into the alley behind the bar.

There is a small road from the alley, which leads directly to the subway station. Nowadays, the subway in the imperial capital is open 24 hours a day, which is more convenient than taxis.

A long and narrow alley, with the back wall of the bar on one side and the small windows with red and pink gauze curtains on the other.

Amidst the rustling rain, Jiang Fan suddenly heard a few unusual whimpers, like the cry of a child, or the growl of a young animal.

His sleepy spirit suddenly lifted—could it be a fluffy one?

Jiang Fan turned his head and looked around expectantly.Thanks to his good eyesight, he found the little white thing on the bracket of the wall lamp.

Just looking at it, Jiang Fan's heart melted.

Who would have thought that a 1.8-meter-eight man would actually like all kinds of fluffy things.

Jiang Fan himself feels ashamed. He has been controlling all these years, not only the fans, but even Lin Hai who gets along day and night doesn't know.

The little guy might have turned it out from upstairs, and was hanging in the air while holding the hollowed-out iron frame, and it seemed that he would not be able to hold on.

Jiang Fan took two quick steps, stepped on the trash can and carried it down.

The little guy didn't appreciate it, he twisted his limbs desperately, trying to break free.

Jiang Fan's hidden attributes broke out uncontrollably, and he squeezed the small ball with his two big hands, kneading and kneading like kneading dough.

The little guy seemed to be angry, and tried to open his small mouth wide, ahhh, he bit Jiang Fan's finger.

Jiang Fan hooked his lips, and nodded his little black nose, "Just these two little deciduous teeth, do you still want to bite?"

The little guy sniffed, smelling his scent, tilting his head, as if he was wondering.

Jiang Fan smelled a faint smell of alcohol from it.

"It turned out to be a little drunk boy." He smiled and put the little guy on his arm.

As if feeling the warm breath, the little guy became more obedient, holding his arm with his soft paws, his belly bulging.

Only then did Jiang Fan suppress his overflowing thoughts, and carefully looked at the little guy on his arm.

It looks just full-term, with snow-white fur, thin limbs, a short tail, and a round head. The body looks like a puppy, and the head looks like a lion cub.

"Could it be a skewer?" Jiang Fan couldn't help pinching the little ear attached to the back of his head.

The little guy turned his head in dissatisfaction, bared his teeth, super fierce.

Under the dim light, Jiang Fan raised his sword eyebrows slightly when he met those round eyes.

--What day is today?Actually met two blue eyes in a row.

The blue-eyed kid probably felt that he didn't dare to offend him any more, so he let out a complacent "uh" and leaned back on his arms again.

Jiang Fan smoothed its hair in a good-tempered manner, and the little guy shook his head, looking quite satisfied.

Jiang Fan was also very satisfied.

Just like that, the tall man stood under the street lamp, holding a palm-sized fluffy in his arm, and licked it again and again.A full half an hour passed, and I was still reluctant to return it.

However, the rain gradually became denser, and the windbreaker on my body was wet by the rain.

Jiang Fan sighed, covered the little guy's ears with great reluctance, and shouted at the window above his head: "Who lost the little milk dog?"

A wine bottle was thrown out, and it shattered to the ground with a "crash", and then cursed angrily: "It's so late at night, you're crazy!"

Jiang Fan grinned, really crazy.

"Look, it's not that I don't want to take you home. It's too late. Your master either drank too much or fell asleep. Go to my house first, okay?"

The little guy raised his round head, and his blue Yingying eyes looked at him ignorantly.

"If you don't speak, it's your default."

Jiang Fan showed a weird smile, and put the little guy in his arms neatly, wrapping it gently in his windbreaker.

The little guy spread his limbs loosely, and his fluffy head rested obediently on his chest.

Jiang Fan's man's heart suddenly softened into a ball of pink cotton candy.

One person and one beast gradually drifted away, leaving a dim street lamp behind, revealing a trace of warmth in the cold autumn rain.

***

When he was free, Jiang Fan also thought that the reason why he likes fluffy hair probably stems from his childhood experience.

His parents were actors of the Peking Opera Troupe in Q City. When he was ten years old when he was performing abroad, he encountered a plane crash and both died.

Since then, Jiang Fan has been an orphan. He grew up in a Peking Opera troupe, ate in a cafeteria, slept in a dormitory, and his only playmates were the stray cats and dogs in the compound.

Probably since then, he has fallen in love with these fluffy little lives.

He took the cub back to the apartment, dried it with the utmost patience, and coaxed and coaxed him into a small bowl of milk.

In the corner was a pile of large and small pillows, given by fans, with photos of him and Lin Hai's activities printed on them.Jiang Fan took a few at random and built a comfortable nest on the sofa.

The cub nestled in his arms, his tender mouth opened wide, and he yawned.

Jiang Fan patted the pillow, and said in a low voice with indescribable tenderness, "Are you sleepy? Come and sleep."

The little guy opened his eyelids, looked at him curiously, and then turned his head away in disgust.

Jiang Fan flicked its small semicircular ears, and said with a smile: "Little ancestor, let's make do with the night, and send you back to the master tomorrow, is it okay?"

The little cub didn't know if he understood, his chubby body twisted and twisted, and climbed to the middle of the pillow like climbing over a mountain.

"Awesome!"

Jiang Fan took the opportunity to rub its head, and just about to get up, he saw the little guy arch left and kick right, and in the blink of an eye, the solid pillow case was torn apart.

Jiang Fan was surprised to find that all those kicked to the ground by it had Lin Hai's face printed on them.

Is it a coincidence?

Jiang Fan squatted down, picked up a "Lin Hai" from the ground, and approached the little guy tentatively.

The little guy stretched out his black nose and sniffed, then raised his little paw and pushed it away in disgust.

Jiang Fan laughed immediately, it turned out that he could recognize smells, no wonder.

——He didn't realize that the pillow with Lin Hai's face on it was not necessarily Lin Hai's smell.

Jiang Fan thought he had found a reasonable answer, so he plucked the little guy's soft fur, and flicked his head lightly.

"Sleep well, I'm going to take a shower."

The little guy was crooked, struggling to squat up, and his curious eyes followed him all the way to the door of the bathroom.

Jiang Fan turned around and teased it with a smile, "Wash it together?"

The little guy immediately lowered his ears, turned his fat body around, and pointed his butt at him.

Jiang Fan chuckled and entered the bathroom happily.

Before going to bed, he made another trip to the living room—sniffing whenever he could.

Several pillows were tightly surrounded, and the little guy was lying in the middle with his calves spread out, his soft belly heaving and falling, very obedient.

After Jiang Fan had had enough of his addiction, he dimmed the overhead light and went back to the bedroom lightly.

He changed all the sheets, quilts, pillowcases and pillowcases that Lin Hai had slept on before lying on the bed exhausted.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he saw the door slowly open a crack.

Dim light slipped in through the crack of the door, casting a small shadow on the ground.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but be surprised that he found him here. Isn't this little guy too smart?

He shook his phone and reasoned with it like a child: "It's late, I should go to bed, and I have to go to the hospital tomorrow, so you go to bed early, okay?"

The little group crouched by the door, neither coming in nor leaving, just looking at him with watery eyes.

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, thinking of a possibility, "Want to sleep with me?"

The little guy raised his head reservedly, blinking his eyes suspiciously.

Jiang Fan's smile deepened, he knelt down in front of it on one knee, and said intentionally, "Or do you want me to take you back to the living room?"

The little guy rubbed back, avoiding his hand.

Jiang Fan suppressed a smile, reached out to pick it up, and put it beside his pillow.

"Sleep well and don't pee, understand?"

The little boy stared at his blue round eyes, biting his finger angrily with his sharp teeth, leaving a circle of wet saliva.

Jiang Fan felt refreshed, wiped his hands on his clothes without hesitation, lifted the quilt and got in.

The little guy raised his head quietly and looked at him secretly.

Jiang Fan slowed down his breathing and quietly observed the little boy's every move.

He clearly saw that the little guy came over cautiously when he saw that he had "fallen asleep", hugged the corner of the pillow with his furry paws, pressed it secretly under his belly, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

Jiang Fan smiled to himself, he is really a surprisingly smart little guy.

One person and one beast sleep together.

When the rising and falling breathing sound gradually became the same frequency, a light blue light floated from the little beast and slowly penetrated into the youth's eyebrows.

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