Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

"What are you doing?" Fu Qianxun's sexy and seductive voice sounded in An Chen's ears.

"This one can't be picked." An Chen stood up straighter and pointed at the mulberries above his head.

Fu Qianxun stood behind him, reached out and picked the nearest bunch of mulberries, and said, "Spread your hands."

A bony hand was spread out with slender fingers, and a few red mulberries with a slight purple hue were placed in the palm of the hand.

An Chen picked up one and put it in his mouth to taste it.

Fu Qianxun looked at An Chen who was so close to him. He had a round head and a pair of long and curled eyelashes like two small fans.

When Anchen was a child, he was very cute and was often mistaken for a girl.

When he grew up in junior high school, no one mistook him for a girl anymore, but he still looked cute.

Fu Qianxun recalled that during his surfing days, people on the Internet called gentle and cute boys like An Chen "sweet girls".

He used to think it was strange to describe a boy as a "sweet girl", but now he deeply understands the meaning of this word.

"It's so sweet."

"Sweet?" An Chen raised his eyes, revealed a bitter face and said, "Not sweet, sour."

Fu Qianxun: "..."

An Chen fed the mulberries in his palm to Fu Qianxun and said, "Then you eat it."

Fu Qianxun opened his mouth and put the mulberries into his mouth, frowning.

It's so sour, I'll chop it down tomorrow.

Seeing An Chen was about to leave, Fu Qianxun followed behind him with flowers in his hand and asked, "An Chen, do you know that today is 520?"

An Chen asked: "What 520?"

Fu Qianxun said, "It's May 5th."

An Chen: "Oh."

Fu Qianxun looked at the flowers in his hand, pursed his lips and said, "In fact, May 5th is a rather special day."

An Chen: "Oh."

Fu Qianxun continued to hint: "Look, the weather is good today. I saw many people walking in pairs by the river."

An Chen remembered that when he was a capybara, he also liked shopping.

But at that time, it was the turtle brothers and the big crocodile brother who were walking, and you just had to sit on it.

The Fu family manor is so big that it’s so tiring to walk there every time.

An Chen turned around and asked, "Second brother, can we raise some animals at home?"

"Do you want to raise a rabbit or a cat or a dog?" Fu Qianxun said, "I'll go with you to choose one some other day."

An Chen said: "I want to raise a turtle."

Fu Qianxun: “Turtle?” That thing is so ugly.

From the disdain that the other party inadvertently revealed, An Chen felt that raising this might not be a good idea, so he asked again: "How about raising a crocodile?"

Fu Qianxun: "..."

He didn't know how to reply for a moment.

Fu Qianxun had no idea that An Chen wanted to raise these simply because he wanted to ride them.

Just when they were wondering how to continue the conversation, Butler Wang came to call them.

"Second Master, Third Master, the master's wife called."

An Chen walked in front, and when Fu Qianxun passed by Butler Wang, he glared at him, thinking that he was disrupting the rhythm of his confession.

Butler Wang looked fearless.

He had watched the second and third young masters grow up, so how could he not understand them?

The second young master simply didn't have the courage to confess his feelings.

Fu Qianxun really didn't have the courage to confess his feelings, as the past was still fresh in his mind.

He walked a few steps and then turned back, handed the flowers to Butler Wang, and said, "Get a vase and put the flowers in it, and then put it in Anchen's room."

……

The next day, An Chen got up early.

Today is the anniversary of the original owner's parents' death, and he needs to go and pay his respects to them.

An Mingjia saw An Chen first, and waved with a doting look on his face, "An An, wake up, come and have breakfast. I asked the chef to make your favorite dishes."

"Okay." An Chen greeted everyone obediently, "Good morning, Aunt An, Uncle Fu, Big Brother, and Second Brother."

Fu Qianxun originally wanted An Chen to sit next to him, but An Mingjia pulled him to his side.

An Mingjia looked at him distressedly and said, "Hey, why are you losing weight again? Have you not been eating well recently?"

An Chen said: "There are delicious foods."

An Mingjia didn't believe it. He looked at Fu Qianxun with a look of disdain and said, "How dare you eat? You take care of your brother like this. I don't know what you do every day."

Fu Qinian served An Chen a bowl of corn soup first, and then said, "I heard that he is busy filming a variety show on TV recently."

Fu Qianxun: “…” He looked at the person opposite him with shock. Just because he disturbed his sleep in the middle of the night, this person turned out to be so shameless.

Before he could say anything, An Mingjia's fist of love hit him.

"Go on TV, film variety shows? Our family is going bankrupt, right? Do we need you to make this money? If you don't take good care of Anchen, no wonder he has become so thin."

Fu Qianxun was chased all over the house, shouting as he ran: "Mom, please stop hitting me. I'm already this old, I need to save my face."

An Mingjia said: "No matter how old you are, you are my child. Why should I choose the right occasion to beat you?"

Fu Qinian drank the soup slowly and gracefully.

……

After breakfast, the family went to the cemetery to pay tribute to Anchen’s parents.

Before this person arrived, An Mingjia couldn't help crying. Originally, An Chen had no intention of crying, but perhaps he was infected by An Mingjia, and his mood also became a little depressed.

When they arrived at the place, An Mingjia, who had been able to control his emotions, could no longer hold them together.

An Mingjia placed a bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of the grave, wiped his tears and said: "An Hui, I came to see you again. You don't know how fast the technology outside is changing now. Have you kept up with the conditions and facilities in the underground?..."

An Mingjia first talked about what she had encountered this year, and then talked about their past. She said with some resentment: "That year I asked you to go abroad with me, but you refused. You also said that if I forced you again, you would die in front of me. I thought you were just talking, but you really dared to die in front of me."

Fu Qianxun coughed lightly and reminded her, "Mom, uncle and aunt died in a car accident."

"An accidental car accident won't work either." An Mingjia started to criticize the person on the tombstone again, saying, "When you were pregnant, we agreed that if you gave birth to a daughter, our two families would have a baby marriage, and if you gave birth to a son, we would adopt him as our godson. Then you gave birth to An An. An An is a well-behaved child and I like him very much, but you promised me that you would give me a second daughter, but you left without giving birth to a daughter. An An was so young, how could you have the nerve to abandon him?"

Fu Changmin looked at his wife complaining and shedding tears, and stepped forward to persuade her: "Oh, you two are really mean. When she was alive, you quarreled every few days. She has been dead for 20 years, and you still curse her every year when you visit her grave."

An Mingjia said angrily, "Why shouldn't I scold her? We agreed that when we get old, we would leave our husbands and children behind and travel around with me to see handsome guys, but she ended up leaving me behind first. I must scold her. When I die, I will scold her even in the underworld. I will remember her for the rest of my life."

Then An Mingjia continued to criticize, and the other members of the Fu family all looked as if they were used to it.

An Chen stood quietly by the side, looking at the photos of the two people on the tombstone.

He is a capybara, and his reactions to emotions are relatively slow, especially since he is not the original owner. Logically, he has no feelings for the original owner's parents, let alone mood swings.

But now, when An Chen looked at the two photos, he felt stuffy in his chest, as if something was blocking him.

"Don't be sad, as long as you are doing well, your uncle and aunt will be pleased down there." Fu Qianxun stood beside An Chen and comforted him, gently wiping away the tears on his face.

An Chen reached out and touched his face, and he actually started crying.