Foodies can't be broken

It took Fu Shanhai a long time to calm down, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

"What did you just say? Say it again."

Jiang He looked at him confusedly.

Fu Shanhai persisted: "I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

It's a pity that Jiang Hehe didn't understand, and wanted to sit on the ground in a daze.

Fu Shanhai immediately pulled him back and urged the substitute driver again.

When the substitute driver arrived, Fu Shanhai took out a mask from Jiang He's bag and put it on for him, then pulled him into the car.

The substitute driver was a young man who had been looking at Jiang He in the rearview mirror.

Fu Shanhai immediately noticed his movement, squinted his eyes slightly, and his expression was not very good: "What are you looking at?"

"No, it's nothing," the driver immediately sat up straight, a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look at it, I just feel that the little brother next to you... looks like a star."

Fu Shanhai didn't reply, but tightened Jiang He's mask a little more.

Jiang He seemed a little uncomfortable, snorted in a daze, and wanted to take off the mask.

Fu Shanhai could only hold his hand in a half-embrace position, and at the same time prevent him from bumping into himself.

The substitute driver started the vehicle and asked Fu Shanhai, "Mr. Fu, where are you going?"

Fu Shanhai was silent for two seconds, and reported his address.

The car moved slowly.

……

As soon as the car stopped downstairs at Fu Shanhai's house, the surrogate driver immediately got out of the driver's seat, turned around and took out the small folding electric car he had put in before from the trunk, and slipped away as if fleeing.

There is no other reason. Every time he tried to look at the vehicle behind him from the rearview mirror, he would receive the terrifying sight of the man in the car.

...It was so cold that it pierced my heart like a knife.

……

Fu Shanhai took off the mask on Jiang He's face after watching the driver leave, and shook him.

"Jiang He? Wake up, you're home."

Jiang He didn't react at all, and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Shanhai sighed, picked him up gently, and carefully carried him out of the car.

When he got home, he opened the door and went straight to the bedroom, and put him gently on the bed.

"Wait for a while, I'll find a set of clean pajamas."

Not sure if Jiang He could hear it, Fu Shanhai gave him a worried look, turned around and went out to find clothes.

When he came with his pajamas, he found that Jiang He had rolled to the side of the bed, and there was still a lap left before he fell.

Jiang He had already torn off his mask a long time ago. Because of the heat, his suit jacket was gone, his white shirt was wrinkled around his body, and one of his shoes was kicked beside the bed.

Fu Shanhai quickly moved the man inside, and shook him lightly: "Jiang He, change your clothes before going to sleep."

Jiang He's thick black and slender eyelashes trembled twice, and he opened his eyes, but there was no focus at all.

Fu Shanhai sighed.

Why are you getting more drunk...

Jiang He frowned, and began to pull the clothes on his body.

"wash……"

Fu Shanhai took his hand: "Want to take a bath? No, you can't even stand upright in your current state. Why do you want to wash? I'll do it tomorrow morning."

Jiang He insisted: "No, wash..."

While pulling Fu Shanhai's hand, he wanted to unbutton it.

Hands tugged at the neckline for a long time, but the buttons were not undone, and the collar was torn crookedly.

Fu Shanhai really had no choice now: "Okay, take a shower, take a shower, don't push me, I'll help you."

That being said, Fu Shanhai didn't dare to really help Jiang He take a bath.

...Jiang He just looks enough to kill him now, if he does it again...

Fu Shanhai hesitated for a long time.

Jiang Hela got tired of his collar and was very upset. The person in front of him would not do anything if he could help him, which was simply too much.

Jiang He patted Fu Shanhai's hand in front of his collarbone with a "snap!"

As a result, Fu Shanhai didn't feel any pain from the slap, but he himself did.

Jiang He's eyes turned red instantly, as if he was about to cry.

Fu Shanhai couldn't stand it anymore, so he was cruel, and quickly helped Jiang He remove all the crumpled clothes.

Then adjust the water temperature of the constant temperature bathtub, and then stride to the bathroom with the person in his arms.

Putting the person in the bathtub, Jiang He suddenly didn't want his help again.

"Out...out..."

Fu Shanhai almost laughed angrily: "You can do it now?"

Jiang He just kept pushing him in a daze: "Get out..."

……

Fu Shanhai took two steps back resignedly, and then said, "I'm going out."

……

Jiang He was unconscious, and listened to whatever he heard, thinking that Fu Shanhai had really gone out, so he began to take a bath obediently.

After rushing over, he touched the shelf for a long time and knocked over half of the things on the next shelf.

"What are you looking for?"

"Mu...Mu..."

A hand suddenly reached out to him: "Bath liquid."

Jiang He took it, without thinking about why the body wash bottle made a sound, and quietly rubbed it on his head.

Fu Shanhai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly got the bath liquid off his head.

"It's not for washing your hair. What do you put on your hair?"

Jiang He suddenly turned to look at him, with a bit of consternation in his eyes.

"you!"

Fu Shanhai understood what Jiang He meant at a glance, and hurriedly said, "I'm out, I'm out, I've already gone out."

While talking, he turned Jiang He's head and rubbed it quickly like washing a pet. After washing someone's hair and lathering his body, he handed the shower head to him: "Rinse clean and you can come out." gone."

Jiang He held the shower head unwillingly, turned his head towards Fu Shanhai and sprayed it.

"Cheat... out..."

Fu Shanhai was suddenly overwhelmed, annoyed and funny, and retreated from the bathroom in embarrassment.

When there was no sound inside, Fu Shanhai opened the door again.

Sure enough, Jiang He fell asleep on the bathtub again.

After washing the person covered in bubbles, and then fished out the cutie, Fu Shanhai took a large bath towel and wiped him half-dry indiscriminately, wrapped him up and hugged him outside.

Put Jiang He on the bed, put on pajamas, Fu Shanhai found another clean towel, and wiped Jiang He's hair.

During the noisy moment just now, Jiang He's last energy was exhausted, and now he is sleeping deeply, without any movement, not even the sound of the hair dryer to wake him up.

After finally cleaning up the little ancestor, Fu Shanhai lowered his head, looked at the half-dried water stains on his body, and Comrade Xiao Fu who was still wet, and sighed deeply.

...What else can I do, I have to bring it back, rather than clean it up by myself.

……

When Fu Shanhai tidied himself up, solved the problem with his hands, and tidied up the bathroom, another hour had passed.

He was going to sleep in another room, but when he passed by Jiang He, he suddenly froze.

Jiang He usually sleeps very honestly, but tonight, for some reason, he kept rolling.

After a while, Jiang He was already lying on the bed sideways, and there was only half a circle away from falling.

... What kind of hamster is this?

Fu Shanhai had no choice but to act as a porter again, carrying the person back to the head of the bed, and he was ready to leave after the obsessive-compulsive disorder was generally arranged.

At this time, Jiang He suddenly pulled his sleeve.

Fu Shanhai paused, looked down, and met Shang Jiang He's bewildered eyes.

"do not……"

Fu Shanhai sat by the bed: "I won't go, I'll watch you sleep here."

Jiang He blinked twice, looking like he was about to fall asleep at any moment, but he still insisted on pulling Fu Shanhai's pajama sleeve.

And this time, one after another, they finally uttered more than one word.

"One... sleep together..."

……

Fu Shanhai gasped.

Jiang He really understood how to wake up Comrade Xiao Fu as quickly as possible.

... He almost wondered if Jiang He did it on purpose!

Jiang He's eyelids obviously couldn't hold it anymore, but he was still waiting for him.

Fu Shanhai only hesitated for a second, then lay down, covered the quilt, and hugged Jiang He, his movements were smooth and smooth.

Jiang He closed his eyes in relief.

……

The person in his arms had just taken a shower, and it was fragrant, white and tender, and he couldn't bear to stop smelling it casually.

Fu Shanhai couldn't help tightening his arms, and the person in his arms moved closer to him, and the pleasant smell became more obvious, and it mixed with the smell of his usual bath liquid.

In an instant, it will give people a feeling... that the person in their arms has always been like this, that they are intimate with themselves.

He stared at Jiang He's sleeping face, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

After a long time, Fu Shanhai finally felt sleepy, rubbed him in his arms again, and gently kissed Jiang He's forehead, and Fu Shanhai slowly closed his eyes in satisfaction.

……

The next morning, Jiang He woke up with a headache.

He had a nightmare. In the dream, a huge octopus was entangled with him all the time. He couldn't get rid of it. His hands and feet were bound and he was almost eaten.

Jiang He's first thought when he opened his eyes was that he would definitely not eat octopus in the near future.

The second thought was... where am I?

Jiang He's eyes were still a little unfocused, he looked at the sky blankly, and tried to open it for a long time before he could see the completely unfamiliar ceiling above his head.

...This does not seem to be my dormitory.

However, looking at this decoration style, it feels vaguely familiar...

He frowned and turned his head wonderingly.

...Then he was caught off guard...and saw Fu Shanhai's face.

Jiang He's eyes widened at that moment, and he blinked silently several times before looking down a little bit.

Fu Shanhai was wearing a striped pajamas at home, and his jacket was mostly unbuttoned, and he was falling asleep.

His arms crossed his, wrapping tightly around his waist.

Even one leg is on his own.

...Jiang He suddenly understood where the big octopus in the dream came from.

At this time, like a broken string was suddenly reconnected, Jiang He finally remembered... what happened yesterday.

The terrible memories gradually recovered.

He dragged Fu Shanhai to play radish squat... It seems that he also attracted a lot of people...

He hugged the chair and refused to leave, and would make trouble if anyone pulled him...

Did he... bring back the plate from the hotel?

……

Jiang He blushed transparently, bit his lip and suppressed it for a long time before he yelled out.

What did you do yesterday...

...It's really embarrassing!

I will never touch alcohol again in my life!

……

Fu Shanhai frowned suddenly, as if he was about to wake up.

Jiang He made a quick decision and shrank into the quilt, not wanting to face him.

When Fu Shanhai opened his eyes, what he saw was that Jiang He was gone, and the quilt in front of him was inexplicably bulging.

It took him a few seconds to wake up. Looking at the bulge, he smiled softly: "...Are you awake?"

Jiang He didn't speak or move.

Fu Shanhai raised one arm in his spare time, and looked at Jiang He while reclined: "Do you still remember what you did yesterday?"

A muffled voice came from under the quilt: "...I don't remember."

"Oh?" Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows, "That means I still remember."

The little bulge shrank back again, as if trying to escape his sight.

Fu Shanhai was silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help laughing.

While laughing, he was still provoking Jiang He:

"...Jiang He, do you know? You...were so cute yesterday..."

Jiang He's face was flushed, angry and embarrassed, and the corners of his eyes were red.

"Stop talking...I...I don't remember!"

……

Fu Shanhai had had enough of laughing, so he got up and rubbed Jiang He out of the quilt.

"Okay, they all drank too much yesterday, so they won't remember, come out, they'll be overwhelmed in a while."

Jiang He was dubious: "Really?"

Fu Shanhai nodded, swearing: "Really, no one will remember."

……

Jiang He listened to Fu Shanhai's words for a few more minutes before getting up suspiciously and preparing to pack up and go to the company.

But as soon as he got out of the bed, he felt that he had no strength in his body and his head was heavy.

Jiang He took two steps towards the living room in a daze, stumbling around.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Shanhai smiled: "Why are you so wobbly, you haven't woken up yet?"

"No..." Jiang He touched his forehead.

"It seems... I have a fever."

Fu Shanhai's complexion changed, and he walked over quickly, touching his forehead with the back of his hand to test the temperature.

Feeling that Jiang He's forehead was indeed hotter than usual, Fu Shanhai frowned:

"...I really have a fever, wait a minute, I'll find medicine for you."

After pulling the man back to bed, Fu Shanhai frantically looked for medicine, and called his doctor friend by the way.

In the end, the other party said: "Hey, you still have a fever while sleeping together? Mr. Fu, you weren't considerate enough afterwards..."

Fu Shanhai: ...

He does think so!

……

hang up the phone indifferently,

Jiang He had a low-grade fever, which subsided quickly after taking the medicine.

After another morning rest, Jiang He slowly followed Fu Shanhai to the company in the afternoon.

Just entering the company gate, Jing Huaimeng walked over in a bright red suit and skirt.

He also greeted Jiang He: "Good morning."

Jiang He took a closer look at her and found that there was nothing unusual on her face.

...Have you really forgotten?

Jiang He nodded and squeezed out a smile: "Good morning."

Jing Huaimeng walked past him, stopped suddenly, turned to ask him: "Jiang He."

Jiang He said "Huh?" and looked back at her innocently.

Jing Huaimeng looked like he was about to smile: "Do you want to know who won the second turnip squat yesterday?"

……

Jiang He's eyes widened instantly.

……

……

……

Since he came a little late, and he didn't know who occupied the special parking space, it took Fu Shanhai a while to park the car.

Unexpectedly, before the car door was opened, a figure rushed over suddenly.

Fu Shanhai was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Jiang He opened the car door and jumped up, burying himself in the car seat like an ostrich.

He even yelled aggressively, "I'm not going to work anymore!"

……

Fu Shanhai couldn't hold back, and laughed again with a poof.

Obviously I made an agreement with that group of people... Who is so untrustworthy and went to provoke Jiang He again?

It's all right now, probably in the short term...Jiang He doesn't want to see anyone anymore.