Fangzhong of the day

Usually, at Fu Jianxi's house, there are only three people when there are the most people. He, Dajian and Lin Buyu are also the noisiest and noisy times.

From last night to today, Fu Jianxi felt for the first time that only two people in this room could be so noisy, so annoying!

Just because there is one more Fangmata.

This person seemed to keep talking in his ear, appearing in his line of sight, and constantly showing his presence, which almost annoyed him to death all night.

Change the bed sheet and quilt cover in the bedroom, and follow.

Go to the balcony to wash and dry clothes, follow.

Make tea, follow.

Go to the studio, follow.

Water the flowers, follow.

In and out, in and out, this person is like a shadow.

"Just tell me what you want to do, how can you end your tracking and positioning game?" Fu Jianxi just wanted to open the door to enter the bathroom, but seeing the people behind her about to squeeze in, she couldn't stand it any longer.

"You are the only one in this room, it would be so boring if you don't follow me!" Fang Yu leaned against the door frame and said with a smile.

Fu Jianxi squeezed the toothpaste on the toothbrush, brushed her teeth and said, "If there are more people in this room, you still want to follow them?"

"No, just with you!" Fang Yu's smile grew wider.

"Where's your face?" Fu Jianxi muttered with her toothbrush in her mouth.

Fang Mata raised his hand and poked his face, "This is it!" After poking, he withdrew his index finger and thumb and twisted it in front of his face, full of endless aftertaste.

Fu Jianxi was annoyed by this movement and his expression, and kicked him over, "Get lost! Go back and load the books."

Fang Mata dodged and dodged, and asked cheerfully: "Let's go together, myself, what if I pretended to be wrong and broke it?"

Fu Jianxi vomited foam, rinsed her mouth, and washed her face before going to the study with Fang Yan to load books.

Four large 60-liter boxes, opened on the carpet.

"Is it enough?" Fang Mata scanned the pile of books on the floor again.

"It's not enough, you can rearrange the books on the shelf to make some space." Fu Jianxi sat cross-legged in front of a stack of books, and began to organize her hands.

"Don't move the bookshelves, I think you have sorted them." Fang Mata also sat cross-legged next to the box, took the books he handed over with both hands, and stacked them neatly at the bottom of the box.

The two of them sorted out one receiving box one by one, and it took almost an hour to sort out the four boxes.The boxes were stuffed to the brim and ended up stacked in an empty corner.

The scraps of paper from the broken edge of the old book stuck to the hands and legs of the two of them. Looking carefully at the layer of fine scraps of paper, the four hands were also covered with dust.

After moving the boxes, Fu Jianxi hurried out of the study, went to the bathroom, stood in there and shook his pants and clothes before turning on the tap to wash his hands.

As soon as his hands were in the water, Fang Mata came in, stood beside him, and stretched out his hands to wash with him.

Fu Jianxi turned her head and glanced at Fang Yu, the strange thing was that this man finally stopped smiling, and he was very serious after washing his hands.

Fang Yan pressed the foaming hand sanitizer twice, and when Fu Jianxi looked at him, he grabbed the hands that were fairer than his and started rubbing the foam.

"Huh? Myself..."

"do not move!"

Fang Yu often laughed, but rarely when he was serious, especially when he spoke with a straight face, Fu Jianxi felt that it was particularly intimidating.

Fang Yu carefully washed his hands with a thick lather, rubbing the palms of his hands, and even his forearm covered with confetti. "I always feel that there is too little time for the two of us, how pitiful!"

Fu Jianxi was so uncomfortable being manipulated by him, when she heard such a sentence suddenly, she looked at him but didn't know what to say.

"Following you, seeing you busy here and there, talking to you, hearing you hurt me, it's just like I begged." Fang Yu smiled, with helplessness on his face. "I'm not begging you, I'm asking for it by burning incense and praying to Buddha."

"Who's to blame, you burned less!" Fu Jianxi said jokingly.

"Well... yes, this time I'm going to various countries, burning incense and worshiping Buddha..." Fang Mata stopped suddenly after speaking halfway.Ever since they quarreled last night and said they were sorry and would leave next week, the two of them seem to have been avoiding talking about this topic all day and night.

Fu Jianxi took his hand out of Fang Yu's hand, turned on the tap and flushed.

Fang Matata also washed away the foam from his hands, and the two went downstairs one after the other.

"Yang Di is still locked up?" Fu Jianxi had a pretty good impression of Zhang Song, and Yang Di met the two of them at school several times before he graduated.He wasn't sure about Zhang Song's character, but whoever it was, his girlfriend was locked up at home, and he was not recognized, which was also a uncomfortable thing.

"His brother said that Yang Zhai is free, but her mother or others will follow her wherever she goes." Fang Yu took a sip of the tea Fu Jianxi made.

"Pervert!" Fu Jianxi couldn't understand what this kind of mother thought, but after all, she was better than his biological mother, at least she didn't abandon her if she disagreed with her.

"Hmph!" Fang Mata snorted, his voice sounded chilly. "Run away from me, there are still people catching up."

Fu Jianxi looked at Fang Yu's cold face, opened her mouth, completely defeated by the speechlessness.

After a while, Fang Yu spoke again with a calm tone, "Zhang Song is going to elope with Yang Di."

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for!" Fu Jianxi immediately regained her spirits when she heard Zhang Song's decision. "These guys are non-violent non-cooperation."

Fangmata looked at his face with dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Why don't you have such enthusiasm for me?"

Fu Jianxi was choked by what Fang Yu said again and again today, it was really uncomfortable.

Why doesn't he have the energy?

Who gave it to him?

"Not really." Fu Jianxi turned her head to one side to avoid Fang Yu's scrutinizing gaze. After speaking, the atmosphere became awkward, and she began to talk about others, "Is your relationship with your brother not good? Why doesn't he help you?"

This time, Fang Yu was speechless. Fang Qin seemed to have an unclear question, but he knew that if he wanted to have a future with the person in front of him, Fang Qin would also have to face the question.

"My brother," Fang Yu paused for a long time after saying these two words, and he didn't think about what to say until Fu Jianxi turned to look at him, "He is not in good health, and uncle Fang and I usually take care of everything in the company .”

In a word, Fu Jianxi frowned, unable to understand what Fang Yan wanted to express.It's not that he hasn't seen the scene of these two people getting along, it's quite weird.Don't blame him for being sensitive, it's because someone was too straightforward.

"Neither of us can control Uncle Fang's thoughts,"

During the time when Fu Jianxi was silent, he recalled that Fang Yu told him about Fang Qin when he was drunk in the No. 9 private cellar, but he didn't pay attention at all at that time. Miserable, as for being adopted later, being sent to be Fang Qin's bodyguard, working as an assistant, and being able to marry him, he didn't think it was too miserable.

After all, his own first 20 years were not much better than this person, so why should he pity others.

But now, he rejects the undeclared relationship between the two, but it is impossible to deceive people when their feelings are fermenting.Therefore, I don't like the uncle Qin and Fangmata mentioned in my mind, and I feel that these two people are not good birds.

"You have nothing to do with Yang Zhai, your brother should be happy." Fu Jianxi pondered for a long time before saying this, all he knew was that Fang Yu mistakenly fantasized about Qin's dependence as an emotion he shouldn't have. , but he had seen the way Fang Qin looked at Fang Mata. He couldn't tell what that look was, but it wasn't simply wanting to rely on him.

Hearing these words, Fang Mata raised his drooping head abruptly, and the hand that was sliding around the edge of the teacup stopped at the sound.Dazed for a moment, Fang Mata raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily.He willfully thought that the person in front of him was jealous, and he could smell the sour smell in the air.

smells good!

Fang Yu stretched his waist, and lay down comfortably on the back of the sofa, with his arms stretched out on the back of the sofa, "Probably!" The tone sounded very relaxed, "So Uncle Fang wants me to Sent far away."

Neither of them were talking, after drinking a cup of tea, Fu Jianxi got up and went to the studio.

The person lying on the back of the sofa suddenly asked, "Fu Jianxi, do you want to elope with me?"

Fu Jianxi stood between the studio and the sofa, turned her head and looked at Fang Yu lying on the back of the sofa with her eyes closed, her arms stretched backwards, and her legs stretched straight under the coffee table. 3 meters in length.

After Fu Jianxi finished reading, he turned around and continued to walk towards the studio. The door was not closed, and he would not normally close the door of the studio. He is always alone in this room, it doesn't matter whether it is closed or not.Even if there is someone outside today, even if the position where the person is lying on his back is facing the position where he is standing and drawing, he still doesn't want to close it, he doesn't want to close it!

Fang Mata tilted his head slightly and could see the person wearing a canvas apron standing in the center of the studio painting.The top of the apron is worn around the neck, the middle is tied around the waist, and the bottom is at knee level.

Such a body looks slender, almost like a log-colored pencil.

He took out his phone and took a few photos in the direction of the studio.Fang Mata raised it above his head to look at several photos, all with door frames.However, it does not hinder the ability to see people clearly, the side face is clean and beautiful, the body is long and tall, and the whole person looks handsome.However, covered with a layer of light does not look like the essence.

Before going to bed, Fu Jianxi gave Fangmata a set of clean sheets and bedding.

Fang Mata wanted to ask what he had for breakfast, but looking at the time after one o'clock in the morning, it seemed that the breakfast was wasted, so he simply didn't ask.

It really was two meals in one, after lunch, Fang Yu and Fu Jianxi went to Star Media together.

He went to see Su Xiaomei, and Fu Jianxi wanted to continue the unfinished film yesterday.

When the two appeared downstairs in Star Media, by coincidence they were seen by Yun Ge who was walking out of the building.

Two people got out of the car and were bickering, and no one paid attention to who was walking beside them.

"I just said that your knife skills are not that good. Tch!" Fu Jianxi snorted unconvinced.

"Does a person who can only boil dishes want to compete with me?" Fang Yu turned to look at him with a smile.

"Where did you find the wiper? I've never used it. Have you sterilized it?" Fu Jianxi grinned, with a disgusted expression on her face.

"It's over now, you say that." Fang Yu also grinned like him.

"I'm going to die! Fangmata, you're so old..." If there is such a thing as a wiper knife, it would be left by grandma. In his memory, neither he nor grandpa would make food with silk at home, because there is no way.Such a long-standing utensil, if it is used now, it will kill people.

Fang Yu didn't let Fu Jianxi continue to blow his hair, and quickly said: "I cut it, I cut it, trust me!" In order to deepen his conviction, Fang Yan started to turn his phone.

"Why?" Fu Jianxi asked curiously when she saw his movements.

"I have a video to prove it!" Fang Yu gave him a shy smile.

"Your shamelessness is really reflected in all aspects!" Fu Jianxi stared at Fang Yu's phone in disbelief.

This person really recorded a video of himself cutting and cooking, not just one segment, but several segments!

How embarrassing, what a shameless person to do this, and post on Weibo and Moments!

Fu Jianxi looked at his phone and looked at Fangmata. The skill of shredding God appeared beside him, it was too unreal!

Walking into the hall, there were more and more people, Fu Jianxi slowly distanced himself from Fang Yu.

Fang Mata put away his mobile phone and put on a dignified look.

Fu Jianxi took a glance from the corner of her eye, "Fake it! Hold it!"

On Fangmata's serious face, he slightly parted his lips, "Okay!" His expression remained unchanged.

The two got on the elevator, and the elevator door closed.Standing outside the glass door of the hall, listening to the whole process of Yun Ge, the corners of his mouth smiled sinisterly.Looking at the direction where the two got off the car just now, "Go to Sister Mu and tell her that I want to see Fang Qin."

The assistant beside him said "yes" and turned around to make a phone call.

After a while, the assistant came back, approached and said in a low voice, "I have an appointment with President Su for next Wednesday."

After listening, Yun Ge strode down the steps directly, and walked towards the nanny's car that had been parked downstairs.

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