Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Qiu Lu looked very surprised, stood up from the sofa, and said, "I thought you would come back very late, but I just heard the sound of opening the door, which startled me..."

When he spoke, his mouth pouted slightly, and with every movement, Fang Huo, who had barely looked away, couldn't help but follow his lips, and finally couldn't help interrupting his unstoppable chatter : "After get off work, I'll be back."

"Oh." Qiu Lu nodded, paused for a second, then sat back on the sofa to eat his unfinished pancakes, while watching Fang Huo take off his clothes openly from the corner of his eye.

He took off his coat with his back to Qiulu, revealing the light gray shirt inside. The tailored clothes perfectly set off his broad back and slender legs. Looking at it, Qiulu felt his mouth was a bit dry, I couldn't help coughing crazily, and realized that this pancake was really fucking spicy after belatedly.

Qiu Lu coughed with tears in his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Fang Huo sitting opposite him with a laptop, frowned at him, pushed over a glass of water, and said, "Eat slowly." .”

Qiu Lu hugged the water glass, and watched Fang Huo lower his eyes and tap on the keyboard. His jaw line was cold and sharp. He looked serious when he was not smiling. No wonder so many people thought he was difficult to get along with. , because this kid doesn't make them laugh.

After a while, as if he thought the room was too close, Qiu Lu asked him for an awkward chat: "Xiao Huo, what did you have for dinner?"

The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped. Fang Huo raised his eyes and glanced at him. There seemed to be thousands of emotions in his eyes, but he still said flatly: "I haven't eaten yet."

After speaking, he lowered his head and went to type on the keyboard.

Qiu Lu replied blankly: "Oh."

Qiulu lifted the beef patty and put it down again, but never fed it into his mouth again, because he suddenly felt that it was difficult to swallow...

After Fang Huo said "I haven't eaten yet", he didn't say a word, his dark eyes stared at the laptop screen without blinking, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Qiulu glanced at him countless times, and successfully made up a lot of grievances from his simple three words - exhausting himself outside to earn money to support the family, and returning home after work, only to find that his brother He already ate it by himself and ignored him at all, what kind of tragedy is this!

But Qiulu felt that he didn't do it on purpose. After all, who would have thought that it was past eight o'clock and he hadn't eaten yet? !I used to eat at seven o'clock at the latest, but today I just bought a beef patty on the way to deal with it because I worked overtime. I definitely didn't deliberately wait until this time to eat and dangle in front of him!

But Qiulu thought about it again, no matter whether he did it on purpose or not, he did it wrong, and how to put it, he could feel the grievance that Fang Huo deliberately radiated at this moment, because he was watching Fang Huo's eyes. At that moment, there was a feeling of "here, here, again, this familiar feeling!"

This kid has been used to using this method to deal with him since he was 11 years old. He is aggrieved and calm, and plays a pitiful role in a subtle way, but it is enough alone to attract Qiulu's attention.

After growing up a little bit, her rank became higher and higher, but Qiu Lu never imagined that this fucking boss has become a boss, and she can still do this!

But he just couldn't stand it.

After thinking about it, Qiu Lu thought it was so funny, cleared his throat, and when Fang Huo looked up at him, he thought about it, passed the cake, and said, "Do you want to eat?"

The beef patty still had the half-circle of his teeth marks.

Fang Huo stared at the cake, and Qiu Lu felt a little embarrassed again.

Although after living in C City for so many years, some of Fang Huo's young master's problems have long been eliminated, and he has no cleanliness or anything, but he has been back for so long, and he has become a dog-like big boss again. Who knows if he will become the sophisticated young master when we first met, so he retracted his hand a little, "Forget it, I—"

Before he finished saying "I'll go down and buy some for you", the beef patty wrapped in a plastic bag was picked up. Fang Huo took a bite out of the tooth mark left by him without expression, maintaining a cold face After chewing, it didn't take long for his expression to change.

Qiu Lu also looked at him in horror, because he found a very serious problem: "Xiao Huo, I forgot to mention! This is what, spicy beef flavor, even I think it is very spicy, super spicy! "

A blush quickly appeared on Fang Huo's fair and handsome cheeks, and his whole face turned red after a while. He put the beef patty in his hand on the table, put his notebook on it, and freed his hand to touch it. His own throat, and then began to cough, and his two slender eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

If you want to watch this scene with another person, you might think it is very dramatic. A second ago, you were a noble and glamorous man. What is he doing now?Only Qiulu knew that he was definitely not pretending. He quickly stood up, turned around in a hurry, went up and patted his back lightly, and comforted him, "Are you okay? I'll get you a glass of water."

As soon as he was about to leave, his hand was grasped, and when he turned around, he saw Fang Huo's eyes were filled with tears, his big eyes were soaked in water, and he looked at him without blinking, and said intermittently: " Brother Lu, you did it on purpose."

"I'm not!" Qiulu panicked, didn't even care about his hand being held, and quickly clarified for himself, almost swearing to God, "I forgot all of a sudden! You said you didn't have dinner, so I... oops , I'll pour you some water! Sit still!"

He stretched out his hand and pushed Fang Huo back on the stool and sat down, then rubbed the top of his head lightly, like treating a little doll who can't take care of himself. After he settled it, he went to the kitchen to fiddle with it. Fang Huo looked at him. With a hurried back, he stretched out his hand to caress the place he had pressed, his throat and stomach were still burning like fire, but he couldn't help laughing, laughing, and almost burst into tears.

Qiu Lu stepped on the slippers and tapped the sound from far to near, holding a can of carton-packed milk in his hand, inserted a straw and handed it to his mouth, "The mineral water is gone, you have to boil the water now, you Take this, drinking milk can relieve the heat."

Fang Huo glanced at him, but didn't take it. He lowered his head slightly, and just took his hand, and his lips gently pressed the straw.

Qiulu didn't leave either, and brought him milk, one standing and the other sitting, drinking the milk in a strange atmosphere.

Whether Fang Huo is eating or drinking, he is actually quite gentle. When he was eating with everyone in City C, he was often joked by Ao Zhiming and the others, "eating like a girl is so particular about what to do." Usually Fang Huo Before he could say anything, Qiu Lu immediately started arguing with Ao Zhiming.

But at this moment, it was probably because the room was too quiet, so the sound of his swallowing was very obvious. Qiulu was standing, his hands and feet were a little stiff, and it was too strange to realize that such a movement—— Not to mention, he drinks milk as soon as he drinks it, what is he doing so close?

I thought again, oh no, it's not that he's too close, it's that my hands seem to have no strength, and they are pressed down even more by his slight downward force, almost sticking to my abdomen. This posture is too weird.

As soon as Qiulu lowered her head, she could see his hair twirling. From this angle, she could clearly see his spine and a small blurred shadow from the back collar of his clothes.

Qiulu was still in a daze, and he didn't think much about what the shadow was. After a while, he said helplessly, "Have you finished drinking?"

Fang Huo reached out his hand to support his waist as if completely inadvertently, raised his head with strength, and licked the white milk froth on his lips, his voice unconsciously took on a soft taste: "It's still very spicy, Brother Lu."

Qiu Lu shook the box in his hand, and it was almost empty. He threw the empty box into the trash can with a long-distance throw, and startled the cat, which was lazily nestling aside and wagging its tail.

Looking back, Fang Huo was still staring at him without blinking, licking his mouth, raising his brows, his expression was still unsatisfied, and he didn't seem to think it was spicy at all?

Qiu Lu's eyes widened, and his heart was full of anger - he couldn't understand why this guy could drink milk like this!

This embarrassment turned into anger for no apparent reason, and he couldn't find any way to vent it for the time being, it just became an evil fire scurrying in his lung cavity.But at any rate, he still remembered that this kid was so hot that he was responsible for it, so he held back for a long time, and only said: "What do you think I am doing, you can be full with just milk for dinner?"

After a pause, the voice was still an octave lower, and he asked nicely, "Do you want to eat something more? I'll go buy it for you?"

Fang Huo looked at him for two seconds, chuckled, and shook his head, "No need, I'm actually not too hungry."

The evil fire in Qiulu's heart burned even more, he didn't really want to stay here and be molested by him, so he said "Then you are busy with your work" and ran away to tease the cat.

He could feel Fang Huo's eyes lingering on his back for a while, before the sound of light tapping on the keyboard sounded again in the room.

He was absent-mindedly petting the cat beside him, his legs were numb, and he didn't dare to go back to sit on the sofa. The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became. Why, this is his home, why should I act like a ghost in my heart? Shrink here? !

Thinking about it this way, he made a harder move. He squeezed the cat's head so hard that it almost plucked its hair off!

The cat grinned at him in dissatisfaction, and called "Meow Meow Meow", Qiu Lu coaxed it softly again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad didn't mean it, come here, Dad will give you a whirr, rub it for you..."

While kneading, he sighed in his heart: After coaxing the big ones and the young ones, my house is not big, but it is for two ancestors.

He was still slandering himself, the sound of typing on the keyboard behind him stopped, and Fang Huo's voice sounded behind him, with some unbelievable questions: "Brother Lu, what did you let the cat call you?"

Qiu Lu heard the words, turned around, and replied without thinking too much: "Ah? Just, daddy, or in English, daddy?"

Fang Huo was suspiciously silent for a while, and then he said for a long time: "Then you let him call me brother?"

Qiulu was shocked.

He thought about it, and the first thing he thought was, is there? ?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there was, last night, or the night before, he held the cat's paw and asked it to call Brother Fang Huo, and said thank you through the cat's mouth.

Immediately after turning the corner that he didn't quite turn, he thought, what's wrong with Brother Ming?Isn't it right?Otherwise, what else can it be called?

So what I thought in my heart was nothing but my brain blurted out: "Yeah, how about...you can let it call your mother?"

Seeing that Fang Huo's face began to turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qiu Lu suddenly realized that his head had really gone into a manure pit, and now it's all over, he was all in vain just now, and quickly said: "No, I said it wrong , Call Dad! Is it okay to call Dad? Hey, didn’t I say that you need to care about this, can cats really open their mouths to call people or something?”

Only now did Fang Huo's expression soften a little, and he gave a moderate "hmm", and turned his head to stare at the computer screen again. Only Qiu Lu was carefully sizing up his side face not far away. Startled.

On the one hand, he felt that Fang Huo hadn't made any progress at all after these years, and he was still the little bastard who was always wronged and acted like a baby. On the other hand, he felt that there was something very different. As for being flustered, now I am getting more and more overwhelmed, and I always have the idea of ​​running away.

what's up?

Could it be that as I grow older, my skin becomes thinner?

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