The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "Don't worry, if you're hungry, go to the refrigerator to get a piece of bread. I just saw that there is still some bread in the refrigerator."

"I don't eat bread." Fu Yunyi said sullenly, lying on the man's shoulder, "I've been eating bread for almost a year, and I eat bread every morning."

Zhuo Qingfan was startled: "Is no one making you breakfast?"

"No."

"Then what do you hire so many servants and nannies for? Eat plain rice?"

"I don't want them in the morning." The boy snorted, "They're not good, and besides, I only eat your breakfast."

Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "What? They don't cook well."

"It's delicious." The boy said casually, "The nannies at home are all certified as star chefs, how could it not be delicious?"

"Then why do you hate people?"

"Because it's the best thing I've ever eaten." Fu Yunyi deliberately whispered into the man's ear, "Mr. Zhuo's cooking is the best. No one wants to touch you after eating you."

I would rather be hungry than eat, rather lack than abuse.

Zhuo Qingfan's shoulders trembled, his ears pulled back and he frowned, "Don't say such vague words."

"Why are you vague, I only eat you."

Zhuo Qingfan became anxious, suddenly pushed the boy's shoulder away and warned in a low voice: "Fu Yunyi, if you say such things again, I will leave now."

He couldn't stand the boy's teasing.

It took him so much effort to break away from the relationship between the two of them, and it took so long to make Fu Yunyi like girls again and let him live the life he wanted again. He didn't want everything to go back to the original point.

The boy's eyes turned cold, but he returned to normal in a moment, and said with a playful smile, "I said I only eat the food cooked by Mr. Zhuo. Where did Mr. Zhuo think?"

Zhuo Qingfan was startled, and lowered his eyes in embarrassment: "I...I'm just talking, but, that's really all you mean?"

"Of course." Fu Yunyi paused, "Mr. Zhuo, don't you imagine yourself so attractive? I'm going to get married soon, do you really think that I have thoughts about you?"

Zhuo Qingfan pursed his lips, snorted and said, "It's not that I don't know myself, it's because you came here and misunderstood me."

"What's wrong with coming here?" The boy was speechless, "Don't talk about coming here, I just took off your pants, kissed and hugged you, so what? They are all men, so maybe I can still break your virginity."

Zhuo Qingfan gritted his teeth in his heart, you fucking broke my virginity!

But how can such a thing be said?Fu Yunyi was so sure that he didn't dare to say it!

Zhuo Qingfan raised his head and said with a fake smile: "No, I don't have any chastity."

"That's right." Fu Yunyi raised his hand and picked the button on the man's chest, his voice hoarse, "Mr. Zhuo, we have all taken physiology classes, and things like chastity can only be broken when they are popular, right? But you never let Mr. Zhuo bleed?"

At most it is swollen for two days.

"Yes!" Zhuo Qingfan suddenly slapped the boy's hand away, gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking, I misunderstood you, you are innocent and honest, you only treat me as a stranger, you have no meaning to me at all, I have no self-knowledge , I always feel that you are teasing me, okay?"

Fu Yunyi nodded in satisfaction: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he lowered his body and hugged the man's waist from behind, putting his chin on the man's shoulder.

Zhuo Qingfan froze: "What are you doing?"

"Why not?" Fu Yunyi whispered, "Didn't Mr. Zhuo say he wouldn't misunderstand? Then continue cooking, I'm anxiously waiting to eat."

Zhuo Qingfan was helpless: "How can I cook like this?"

"Why not?" Fu Yunyi snorted, "I hugged your waist, but I didn't control your hands."

Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "No, I'm uncomfortable."

"Do it quickly." The boy urged, "It's almost eight o'clock soon, I'm very hungry." Before the words finished, the boy's stomach gurgled at the right time.

Zhuo Qingfan's expression froze when he heard this, but he quickly picked up the knife on the chopping board in his hand and chopped vegetables with familiar movements.

No matter what, he still has to be fed, and he must not be hungry.

Just like that, Zhuo Qingfan was busy cooking in the kitchen with an oversized brown candy hanging on his back.

When he took a step, Fu Yunyi took a step.

In short, always hug the man's waist and lie on the other's shoulder.

Breakfast was finished in the chaos.

Zhuo Qingfan put the food on the dining table, and the two of them sat down together.

The breakfast is very rich.

Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, rapeseed shrimp, steamed eight treasures, egg drop soup.

These are what Fu Yunyi likes to eat.

For the first time in a year, Fu Yunyi ate heartily.

Zhuo Qingfan had been busy all morning and had no appetite, so he leaned on the chair and watched the boy eat, feeling soft and sore in his heart.

Fu Yunyi always ate slowly, but this time, the speed was obviously faster than he remembered.

It seems that he is really hungry.

Breakfast is over.

Fu Yunyi took the napkin, wiped the corner of his lower lip gracefully, threw the napkin into the trash can, and got up to help Zhuo Qingfan clean up the dishes.

"Don't move." Zhuo Qingfan held down the boy's hand and said in a low voice, "Leave it alone, let's go out and talk first."

Fu Yunyi frowned, his heart sank.

The two left the dining room and sat side by side on the sofa in the living room.

Fu Yunyi leaned back on the back of the sofa, raised his hand to touch the protruding shoulder blades of the man's back, and said in a low voice, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhuo Qingfan brushed the boy's hand away: "Don't play dumb, it's Jiang Manli's business."

Fu Yunyi rolled his eyes: "What else is there to talk about about Jiang Manli? We are getting married soon, next Tuesday, that is, three days later."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly turned around and roared, "Why did you marry her?!"

"If you don't marry her, who will you marry?" Fu Yunyi stared at the man's eyes and chuckled, "I want to marry Mr. Zhuo, but you don't want to marry either."

Zhuo Qingfan gritted his teeth: "Don't interrupt, don't you know Jiang Manli's character?!"