The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Zhuo Qingfan stared fixedly at the side of the boy's face, his expression moved and he was in a daze, when Fu Yunyi suddenly glanced out of the window, their eyes collided, Zhuo Qingfan's heart shuddered, and he hurriedly turned his head to look away.

Fu Yunyi frowned, raised his hand and made a gesture to temporarily interrupt the meeting, got up and walked out.

The people in the two rows of the conference table looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

Fu Yunyi opened the door and walked out of the conference room: "Brother...Mr. Zhuo."

Zhuo Qingfan came back to his senses, and suddenly raised his head: "Ah? What are you doing out here?"

"Why are you here so fast?" Fu Yunyi paced closer to him, staring at the man's eyes and said, "Aren't you sleeping? I told the nanny, don't call you, did they wake you up?"

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flickered, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I couldn't sleep, I woke up by myself."

"You go to the office and wait for me first." Fu Yunyi glanced at the meeting room and said, "I'm in a meeting now, so I can't take care of you."

Zhuo Qingfan's forehead twitched: "I don't need you to take care of me."

"Then go to the conference room to rest first." Fu Yunyi pushed the man's shoulder and urged, "Don't stand here, I will have half an hour to end the meeting, you will be very tired standing here waiting." The boy looked up Eye hand said, "I'll go in first." Then he turned and walked towards the conference room.

"Xiao Yi..." Zhuo Qingfan suddenly grabbed the boy's arm.

Fu Yunyi turned around helplessly: "Mr. Zhuo, you go to the office and wait for me first, be good."

Zhuo Qingfan's forehead turned green: "I want to tell you, don't be under too much pressure, it's okay if you're not strong, you have a brother."

Fu Yunyi's eyes flickered, and he sneered and said, "What's the use of having you? Are you supporting me?"

"I'll take care of you." Zhuo Qingfan said seriously.

The boy's eyes darkened: "I'm not so easy to raise."

Zhuo Qingfan quickly straightened his shoulders: "It's okay, brother is rich, my salary is not low, I can support you enough..."

"Not only do I want to eat, I also want to eat people." The boy interrupted him abruptly.

Zhuo Qingfan froze: "What?"

Fu Yunyi smiled, raised his hand to pinch the man's chin and shook it: "Mr. Zhuo, don't talk about raising me so easily, or... I won't be able to bear it."

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned: "What can't help it?"

Fu Yunyi just smiled lightly and did not answer. After a moment of silence, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Good boy, wait for me in the office." After speaking, he turned and entered the conference hall.

Zhuo Qingfan has been thinking about Fu Yunyi's words since he returned to the office.

Don't say things like raising me so easily, I can't help it?

Can't help it?

What are you holding back?

Can't help crying with emotion?

After thinking for a long time, Zhuo Qingfan could only come up with such a reasonable answer.

However, thinking about such nonsensical things was very hypnotic, and after a while, he fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.

After sleeping for about 10, [-], [-] minutes, Zhuo Qingfan felt something slightly warm moving around his waist while feeling dizzy.

Warm, but very tenacious, rubbing and touching for a while.

"Hmm..." Feeling an itch in his waist, Zhuo Qingfan suddenly shivered and opened his eyes.

"Mr. Zhuo, you're awake." Fu Yunyi was sitting beside him with a calm expression on his face.

Zhuo Qingfan shivered in fear: "I'll go, when did you sit here?"

"Just sitting here." The boy said lightly, "The meeting just ended."

Zhuo Qingfan let out a groan, lowered his eyes to look at the clothes, and when he saw the hem of the shirt being pulled out from the suit pants, his expression suddenly panicked, he clutched the loose belt tightly and asked, "Did someone mess with my clothes? "

"No." The boy took a glass of water from the coffee table and said with a sip, "No one else dares to enter my office except the secretary. You are the only one sleeping here for half an hour."

"Um...but." Zhuo Qingfan looked at the hem of his shirt in astonishment, "Why did my clothes get pulled out?"

The boy frowned, and said seriously: "Did you get sleepy, feel hot, and pulled it out by yourself?"

Zhuo Qingfan nodded a little dazedly: "Eh... If outsiders didn't come in, I should have done it myself."

Fu Yunyi sighed, raised his hand and rubbed the man's head: "Mr. Zhuo, you are still too tired. Even in the past 10 minutes, you can sleep so deeply. You must not have slept well."

"It's okay." Zhuo Qingfan stood up, loosened his belt, and tried to tuck his white shirt in.

"I'll help you." The boy stretched out his hand courteously, grabbed the hem of the man's shirt and tucked the hem of the man's shirt into his crotch.

Zhuo Qingfan looked embarrassed, brushed his hand away and said, "I don't need you, I will do it myself."

"Let me help you." Fu Yunyi grabbed his belt, "You are too tired."

Zhuo Qingfan's scalp became tense: "It's really unnecessary, I still don't know how to wear clothes?"

Fu Yunyi didn't say a word, just grabbed his belt firmly, raised his hand self-consciously, and helped the man tuck his shirt into his waist with familiar movements, and then opened the concealed buckle of the belt.

Zhuo Qingfan brushed his hand away: "Don't do it."

"Brother." Fu Yunyi shouted suddenly.

Zhuo Qingfan froze.

Taking advantage of his trance, Fu Yunyi helped the man lift up his trousers, tightened his belt, and then "snapped" the concealed buckle.

"Okay." Fu Yunyi stood up and straightened the man's collar, "The clothes are neat and tidy, Teacher Zhuo is still the well-dressed Teacher Zhuo."

Zhuo Qingfan forced his lips into a smile, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "Xiao Yi, what did you... call me just now?"

"Teacher Zhuo." The boy shrugged, "You are my teacher, why don't you call me that?"

"But just now..."

"Teacher Zhuo." Fu Yunyi said seriously, staring at the man's eyes seriously,

"I'm sorry that I can't call you that title yet. I didn't forget it so quickly. On my tenth birthday, you took my hand and handed me over to the man in black. From that day on, I was gone. Without a mother who loves me, without a brother who loves me, and without a large group of friends who love me, I have lost so much, how can I just forget it?"