The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

"Sleep where you like, don't bother me."

Without raising her eyes, Lu Yan kicked off her shoes, rolled onto the bed, and wrapped herself in a quilt to get ready to sleep.

"Don't forget to turn off the lights." He added vaguely.

Fu Zhiyang looked at the messy upper bunk without saying a word, then looked down at Lu Xia, poked his shoulder with his finger, and said with disgust: "Don't you take a bath before going to bed? You stink."

Lu Xia became more and more sleepy, and impatiently slapped his fingers off, muttering, "I'm happy if I smell bad, as long as I smell the fragrance."

"It doesn't smell good at all." Fu Zhiyang curled his lips and turned to look for the bathroom: "I want to take a shower, it's so dirty."

When Lu Xia heard this sentence before going to sleep, she woke up for a moment, opened her eyelids hard, and said in a bad mood: "No, I have to go to the bathroom to wash, don't waste my water."

"Hey..." Fu Zhiyang just wanted to say why you are so picky, but when he turned around, he had closed his eyes, his breathing was gradually long, and Jun's face was full of fatigue.

Lu Xia was really exhausted. After walking so far under the sun, she didn't have a bite of food until evening, which was still cold.When you are tired, sleepiness comes quickly, the quilt only covers your chest, and your fair and slender neck is hidden all the way into the collar.

It's okay for this person to sleep without taking a shower, but he still doesn't take off his clothes.

Too careless.

Fu Zhiyang was extremely disgusted and didn't want to get close to him, but he had no place to sleep.

The room was small and messy, and there was nowhere to lie down, except that the bed where Lu Xia slept was half empty.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the dark room was lit up by lightning from time to time. The glass cut off all the noise outside, and only the muffled sound of rain and thunder could be heard.

Lu Yan turned over with difficulty in her deep sleep.

His chest seemed to be pressed by something, and he couldn't even use his limbs. His body was so hot that he seemed to be stuck on a radiator, and even the side of his face could feel the hot and humid wind.

Subconsciously, Lu Xia felt something was wrong, and wanted to open his eyes to see, but his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and only opened a crack, and he vaguely saw the upper bed board illuminated by lightning. He tilted his head and fell into the trap again. deep sleep.

In the morning, Lu Xia was woken up by suffocation.

The weight on his chest weighed on him all night, and he couldn't breathe well. After a few breaths, he thought he was sick, and suddenly woke up the next second.

After a sound sleep, his energy and spirit recovered well, and his tiredness dissipated in the air with a yawn. He glanced to the side inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and then Lu Xia's wide mouth stopped instantly.

...?

Lu Xia turned her head stiffly, and found that there was an extra face next to her pillow.

Fu Zhiyang's eyes were closed tightly, his handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, the bridge of his nose was very close to his side face, and the temperature brought by his breath when he breathed made Lu Xia's skin goosebumps instantly.

No wonder he couldn't breathe all the time, the bastard's arm was always on his chest, and his limbs clung to half of his body like an octopus.

This fucking...does he treat himself like a doll?

Lu Xia gritted his teeth hard, raised his only movable leg, found the right position on Fu Zhiyang's body, and kicked without hesitation——

"Boom" sounded muffled.

Fu Zhiyang rolled to the ground, the pain in his buttocks made him suddenly open his eyes, the sleepiness in his eyes had not yet dissipated, his hair was sticking out on the top of his head like fried hair, the anger of getting up began to condense on his face, and his resentful eyes finally fell on Lu Xia face.

"You surnamed Lu, are you sick?"

"I still want to ask if you are sick?" Lu Yan sat up from the bed, with the same irritable expression on his face: "Who told you to go to my bed? Get the fuck out of here!"

Fu Zhiyang got up from the ground clutching his waist, let out a "hiss", and glared at him with a frown: "I have no place to sleep, and you don't care about me."

Lu Xia was too lazy to talk to him now, pointed to the door, and said concisely: "Get out."

Fu Zhiyang stretched his waist, heaved a sigh of relief, and bared his teeth at him: "No."

"Damn." Lu Xia gritted her teeth and cursed, turned over and got out of bed neatly, she didn't even bother to put on her shoes, grabbed his clothes and dragged him to the door, "Don't push your nose on your face, get out of here."

Although Fu Zhiyang was tall and straight among his peers, in front of an adult like Lu Yan, he was slightly inferior in terms of height and strength.But the more he was like this, the more energetic he was, holding the bedpost tightly with both hands, kicking his legs indiscriminately, kicking Lu Xia several times.

Like a little lion being cornered, he grinned and resisted: "I won't leave, I will stay here forever."

"Stop it if you say so? What do you think I am?" Lu Xia was kicked several times by him unexpectedly, almost unable to stand still. As soon as his temper came up, his subordinates strangled his neck forcefully, words popped out from between his teeth : "Damn it, little brat, do you really think I can't cure you?"

"Can't I give you the money..." Fu Zhiyang was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, and he still refused to admit defeat, "It's not bad if I'm willing to live in a poor place like you."

"Don't be shameless, if you have the guts, get out of here!"

Lu Yan was in a stalemate with him for a while, and felt that it was not an option to go on like this, so she grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, took out the phone from her pocket with the other hand, dug out the address book with difficulty, found Fu Hai's name, dialed past.

Fu Zhiyang struggled for a while, and found that his hand was loose. He immediately seized the opportunity to twist his body and escape from his restraint. Before he could catch his breath, Lu Xia said to the mobile phone: "Hello? Fu Teacher, it's me..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhiyang's face changed suddenly as if his tail had been stepped on, and he stretched out his arms to grab his cell phone.

Lu Yan flashed, and then said to the other end: "Hey, he is indeed with me—"

With a crisp cracking sound, the phone hit the floor heavily, and the screen instantly shattered and turned black.

Lu Xia: "..."

Fu Zhiyang: "..."

"That..." Fu Zhiyang originally wanted to snatch it back, but he didn't expect to be thrown by him in a hurry, and a little bit of guilt filled his heart, but after thinking about it, he felt that Lu Xia did it wrong first, so he stalked With a firm neck, he said, "Who told you to sue my dad?"

Lu Xia stared straight at the second-hand mobile phone he had bought with huge sums of money, feeling that not only the screen of the mobile phone was broken, but also his seemingly strong but fragile heart.

He turned his head slowly, the cold light and anger in his eyes were as real as they were, instantly piercing Fu Zhiyang full of holes.

"Your uncle, bastard!" Lu Xia threw a fist at his face.

Fu Zhiyang couldn't dodge in time, he was punched at the corner of his mouth, and stared at him with gritted teeth: "Damn it! Are you serious?"

The two men were like lions confronting each other, staring at each other covetously, punched or kicked unexpectedly, and fought for more than half an hour, hitting from the door to the bedside, and nearly rolled over and fell to the ground. On the bed, the already messy room was unsightly, and the movement was so loud that it seemed like the house was about to be demolished.

"Boom boom boom——"

The door was knocked.

Lu Yan's face was bruised in several places, Fu Zhiyang was not much better than him, and he spat viciously: "In terms of fighting, I have never lost."

The two were so engaged in the fight that they didn't hear the door, until the person who knocked became impatient and started banging on the door. The neighbors nearby heard the sound, and Sister Chen's rough and loud voice resounded through the entire corridor:

"You surnamed Lu, why are you so crazy in the morning!!!"

"..."

The two who were still punching and kicking seemed to have been pressed the pause button.

Lu Xia grabbed Fu Zhiyang's collar and put his elbow on his chest.

Fu Zhiyang broke Lu Xia's arm and hooked his leg around his knee.

There was a strange silence for two seconds, and the two let go at the same time in a very tacit understanding, not looking at each other.

Standing outside the door was Fu Hai, with an ugly expression on his face. Seeing that it was Lu Xia who opened the door, he frowned immediately: "Where's my son?"

Lu Yan turned around, and raised her chin at the sulking person sitting on the bed: "Then."

Fu Zhiyang knew that his father would come a long time ago, and there was no fear of doing something wrong on his face, so he glanced at him casually: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Hai frowned even deeper: "What's wrong with your face?"

Fu Zhiyang wiped the bruise on his face with the back of his hand indifferently, hissed a little, and said expressionlessly, "Knock."

Fu Hai turned his head to look at the same wound on Lu Xia's face, with suspicion clearly written in his eyes.

Lu Xia: "..."

He put his hands in his pockets pretending to be innocent, and sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he found an excuse to slip away: "I'm going out to have a meal, you guys talk."

Anyway, there is nothing valuable at home, if these two people want to, they can fight here.

It'd be better if his dad gave the bastard a good beating.

It's not a thing!

The bastard was sitting on the bed, ignoring his false father.

Fu Hai took a deep breath, the two had a quarrel yesterday, Fu Zhiyang's mother drove away immediately, and threatened that she would never come back.He originally wanted to leave, but he also missed his son who was in the upstairs room and hadn't left the house.

The quarrel between the two was too loud, and the son must have heard it. When Fu Hai went to knock on the door, he made some mental preparations, thinking about how to explain his cheating to his son, but no one answered after knocking on the door for a long time. Only then did he realize that the door was not locked at all, and there was no one in the room.

Fu Hai checked the surveillance at home and found out that the child slipped out while the two of them were smashing pots and bowls in the kitchen, and the time was only less than 10 minutes behind Lu Xia.

But he never expected that his son could follow all the way to Lu Yan's house, and he still refused to leave, and now he is ignoring him again.

Fu Hai wanted to lose his temper, but somehow felt that he was wronged.

He endured it, and forced himself to speak calmly: "Zhi Yang, Dad knows you're not feeling well, but this is our family matter, let's go home and talk about it, okay?"

"Family?" Fu Zhiyang asked back, then sneered: "Is that still a family?"

Fu Hai was speechless, and held back a sentence for a while: "Then you can't stay here, you have to go back with me."

Fu Zhiyang mercilessly exposed him: "You don't want me, so why pretend?"

"Whoever said I don't want you, Dad is angry." Fu Hai stepped forward, trying to pull his arm.

Fu Zhiyang hid to the side, and said coldly: "Go back, this time it's not that you don't want me, it's that I don't want you."

"I want to live here, remember to pay me on time."