I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

It's a pity that Fu Zhun didn't jump into the sea in the end.

Cen Xiao didn't scold him either.

After the two stared at each other for a while, Cen Xiao suddenly spoke calmly and asked again——

"Little Boss Fu?"

Mingming looked quite calm, but for some reason, Fu Zhun always felt chilly around him.

He touched the cold back of his neck, and forced the corner of his mouth to twitch: "I...not."

"I see." Cen Xiao nodded with a half-smile, maintaining a polite and decent expression on his face, pointing to the cream on his shoulder: "Then where is Mr. Fu's room? I'll ask him to borrow clothes. "

Hearing this, Fu Zhun turned sideways to make way for him.

His actions were obviously tacit approval for Cen Xiao to come in, but Cen Xiao still had the same expression just now, and emphasized again: "I'm looking for Mr. Fu."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"It's me." Fu Zhun bit the bullet and said, "You come in first."

As soon as the words fell, the decent smile on Cen Xiao's face just now disappeared completely.

He snorted coldly and walked in.

Fu Zhun immediately closed the door and followed his footsteps, muttering as he walked: "Brother, why don't you sit down for a while? I'll get it for you..."

However, Cen Xiao sneered very shamelessly: "I can't afford to be Mr. Fu's elder brother."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"No, I'm really not..." Fu Zhun rubbed his hair with a headache, "That's what they called casually, and I'm not a boss."

"Isn't this your birthday party?" Cen Xiao asked blankly.

His tone was obvious, and Fu Zhun was silent, not daring to provoke him, so he could only nod his head: "Yes."

"Then what else is there to say?" Cen Xiao stopped in front of the sofa, turned around and continued: "Please borrow a suit of clothes, Mr. Fu, and I will return them to you clean."

His tone of voice made Fu Zhun feel very strange.

Rubbing his face, Fu Zhun knew he was angry, so he could only accept his fate and said, "I'll get it for you, don't leave yet."

He went back to the bedroom and gave Cen Xiao a new high-end suit, and said solemnly: "I think this color suits you quite well, you don't have to return it."

"No, I can't afford it." Cen Xiao stretched out his hand to take it, and snorted softly, full of sarcasm.

After speaking, he picked up his clothes and was about to go to the bathroom.

In the end, he was stopped by Fu Zhun halfway: "You still carry me behind your back when changing clothes? It's not like I didn't see you..."

Before he could say the word "Guo", his words were interrupted by Cen Xiao: "Do I know Mr. Fu?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Don't be angry." Fu Zhun, who was usually dragged to the sky, was a little bit broken now, "I really didn't mean to lie to you."

However, Cen Xiao didn't pay attention to his intentions, and took his gaze away from Fu Zhun, and walked around him into the bathroom.

With a "bang", the door was suddenly closed, and Fu Zhun was blocked outside.

When Cen Xiao came out, Fu Zhun was still obediently standing at the door, snatched the clothes that Cen Xiao had changed, and said honestly, "Brother, I'll help you wash the clothes."

"Don't call me that, I don't have a name?" Cen Xiao didn't give him a look, and still walked around him: "I can't afford to be your brother."

"No, listen to my explanation." Fu Zhun walked beside Cen Xiao in a regular manner, looking a little anxious: "I really didn't want to lie to you, I came up with this method because I saw that you didn't add their WeChat at the time... ..."

"Then aren't you taking advantage of my sympathy?" Cen Xiao finally glanced at him, "What else can I say?"

Being choked like this, Fu Zhun suddenly had nothing to say.

He was dumb for a while, before he lowered his head and forced out a sentence: "Then, just tell me how you can not be angry?"

It's a pity that Cen Xiao didn't answer him, but left Fu Zhun's room without saying a word.

Fu Zhun was left alone, running around anxiously in the room.

When Cen Xiao returned to the venue, the opening speech was over.

An Ning was looking for him with a tissue, and she was a little puzzled when she saw him change his clothes: "So you went to change, no wonder I didn't see anyone when I turned around just now."

Cen Xiao straightened his collar, his heart was still angry, and his tone of voice was unusually cold: "Well, I borrowed it."

Fortunately, An Ning didn't ask, just nodded, and turned to complain to Cen Xiao: "I heard that Mr. Fu is sick and resting in his room today, so he probably won't come out."

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao, who had just come out of Fu Zhun's room, paused.

Recalling Fu Zhun's face just now, he didn't seem to be sick except a little nervous.

Thinking of this, he was inexplicably relieved, but a little annoyed.

This person tells a lot of lies every day, and he may not be able to tell which one is talking nonsense.

"Whatever." Cen Xiao snorted coldly, "Anyway, it doesn't matter if you see it or not."

But An Ning sighed, "Oh, it's so boring."

This sigh made Cen Xiao suddenly remember that An Ning seemed to have always wanted Fu Zhun's contact information.

He was startled suddenly, and subconsciously said, "Why do you pay so much attention to him?"

His question was too straightforward, and An Ning, who was usually generous, felt a little embarrassed when he asked, so she turned her head and said coyly, "Because he's handsome."

"No more?" Cen Xiao frowned lightly, always feeling that something was wrong: "Do you want to be friends just because you are handsome?"

"Then... this is the first step in making friends." An Ning was suddenly a little embarrassed by his questioning, and held back for a long time before asking him: "Are you a straight man? Think about it if you chase someone you don't know very well." Girl, should the first step be to ask her for her contact information?"

After being touched by her, Cen Xiao suddenly fell silent thoughtfully.

because he sensed—

I don't seem to be close to Fu Zhun.

The moment he heard An Ning express that he wanted to pursue Fu Zhun, he found himself very unhappy.

All night, Cen Xiao was thinking about this matter.

He didn't know why he was unhappy, and his emotions came without end.

Until he was about to go back to his room to rest, he didn't think of a reason.

An Ning and Cen Xiao were on the same road, and seeing his sad and absent-minded face, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you sick?"

"No." Cen Xiao's expression was slightly dull, and he made an excuse casually: "I'm just a little tired."

An Ning didn't think much about it, she nodded suddenly, "The front is your room, right? Go and have a rest, you can go back tomorrow."

"En." Cen Xiao responded.

He stopped in front of his room door, and the moment he reached for the room card in his pocket, he remembered that his room card was in the suit he had changed before.

Cen Xiao stopped moving, and rubbed his forehead with a headache.

This time I have to go to Fu Zhun again.

An Ning, who was on the side, saw that he hadn't entered the door for a long time, and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you open the door?"

"The room card is in the previous clothes." Cen Xiao let out a deep breath, "I'll look for it."

As soon as the words fell, he was about to turn around to find Fu Zhun's room when he heard his own door suddenly open.

He stopped for a moment and looked back——

Fu Zhun poked his head out from the room, with a cute expression on his face, without the slightest hint of evil.

He just stared straight at Cen Xiao and shouted, "Brother, you're back."

Cen Xiao: "..."

An Ning: "???"

An Ning, who was standing aside, was stunned.

He looked at Cen Xiao in astonishment, then turned his head to look at Fu Zhun, and said nonchalantly, "Little Boss Fu?"

With such a shout, the cuteness on Fu Zhun's face disappeared.

He turned his head to look at An Ning, squinted his eyes, and finally looked a bit evil: "Who are you?"

"I..." An Ning looked at him, and didn't dare to speak for a long time, so she could only turn to Cen Xiao for help.

It's a pity that Cen Xiao didn't mean to speak for her, but just gave her a step to go down: "Aren't you tired just now? Go back and rest first."

An Ning was stunned.

Wasn't it you who said you were tired just now, big pig's trotter? !

Fortunately, An Ning knows how to look at her eyes. Although she is confused and at a loss now, when she sees the steps being handed over, she naturally accepts them: "Ah, yes, I...I'll go back first."

After that, he walked back and forth step by step.

Seeing that An Ning had already passed the corner and there were no outsiders around, Cen Xiao's face suddenly darkened.

He backhanded Fu Zhun's head into the door, followed into the room and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Inside the room, Fu Zhun put on that obedient look again, watching him without saying a word.

"Explain?" Cen Xiao put on an indifferent face, and said in a bad tone, "Why are you here?"

"I'll give you the room card." Fu Zhun looked at him innocently.

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Did you send yourself to the room with the room card?" Cen Xiao looked at him.

"You may not know." Fu Zhun put on a serious expression, but his words were very unserious: "This luxury cruise ship provides special services, and Xiao Fu will always randomly select a lucky guest and serve them personally. .”

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao's eyelids twitched, he raised his chin towards the door, and said mercilessly: "No need, go out."

However, Fu Zhun acted as if he hadn't heard it, and still stood there, looking at him eagerly, and began to talk about the second reason: "Actually..."

As soon as he spoke again, Cen Xiao knew that he must be talking nonsense.

So he immediately gave Fu Zhun a look of "If you can't make it up, I'll let you go right away".

Fu Zhun touched his nose guiltily, and said, "Actually, I just heard a ghost story."

"Then?" Cen Xiao asked him blankly, "Are you afraid again?"

Fu Zhun was suddenly annoyed when he was exposed without warning, "Who is afraid? You are the only one who is afraid."

Seeing that he stepped on his tail, Cen Xiao's mood inexplicably calmed down.

He secretly pulled the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, and helped Fu Zhun think of a reason with a serious face: "Could it be that you want to say that you are worried that I am afraid, so come and see?"

"..." Hearing that he had finished speaking, Fu Zhun felt a little resentful: "You said my lines, what should I say?"

"There's nothing to talk about." Cen Xiao nodded, then got up and pushed him with a soft snort: "We're seeing off the guests."

However, Fu Zhun obviously didn't want to leave, he insisted on Cen Xiao's snicker just now: "You just laughed, you're obviously not angry yet you pretended to me."

When the two of them were pushing and shoving to the door, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"—Boom boom boom."

Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun stopped in unison, and fell silent for a moment.

Followed by Meng Zhen's voice: "Xiao Xiao? Are you back?"

Cen Xiao's back stiffened, he glanced at Fu Zhun, then turned around and started looking for a place to hide.

Their guest's room is not a suite, and the whole room can be seen from the door.

Even the bathroom is made of frosted glass, and vague figures can be seen.

"Xiaoxiao?" Meng Zhen's voice came again.

Cen Xiao was stunned for a moment, then shoved Fu Zhun into the closet with his backhand.

Fu Zhun: "???"

"Hey brother." Fu Zhun's legs were still hanging outside, and his hands were supporting the door panel, as if he wanted to struggle for death, "I'm a big man..."

It's a pity that Cen Xiao didn't listen to what he said, and directly pushed his leg in, and closed the door with his backhand.

Just put down a sentence: "If you dare to speak out, you will break up the relationship."

Just such an ordinary elementary school student's threats, really threatened the elementary school students in the closet honestly.

Cen Xiao straightened out the messed up clothes just now, and went to open the door for Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen outside the door was getting impatient, she frowned and asked, "Why is it taking so long? What are you doing?"

"Go to the toilet." Cen Xiao lied without changing his face.

Hearing what he said, Meng Zhen couldn't say much.

Her eyes fell on Cen Xiao's clothes, and her attention was instantly attracted: "Whose clothes do you own? I didn't bring them for you, did I?"

Cen Xiao paused, then shook his head: "I didn't know you had prepared clothes, but the previous one was dirty, so I asked someone else to borrow it."

"Who borrowed it from?" Meng Zhen seemed to be very persistent in this matter, her eyes were still scrutinizing her: "Some people's clothes can't be put on the table."

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao said truthfully, "Mr. Fu."

Meng Zhen: "?"

"Did you meet someone?" Meng Zhen looked a little surprised, "Didn't you say he was sick and resting in his room?"

Cen Xiao subconsciously glanced at the closet, coughed a few times uncomfortably, and said, "Yes, but he is very nice, and lent me a set of clothes to change."

"Then you hang out with him more." Meng Zhen's tense face finally eased, "If I can get to know a few people from Xingyuan Entertainment through him, then..."

"Mom." When Cen Xiao thought that Fu Zhun was still in the closet, he couldn't help interrupting Meng Zhen: "Let's talk about this later, I want to rest."

"When you mention this, you want to rest." Meng Zhen frowned disapprovingly, "Why are you not motivated at all? Look at the students who learned acting with you, weren't they all chatting with others just now? You, when you come to this kind of occasion, you can't see anyone."

Seeing that Meng Zhen was a little angry, Cen Xiao didn't say much, for fear of irritating her for a while and not leaving.

This wardrobe doesn't look very breathable, if Mr. Xiao Fu gets bored, then he really has nothing to say.

Fortunately, after Meng Zhen said a few words to him, she didn't stay any longer, and told him to rest quickly and not get up late tomorrow.

After Meng Zhen left, Cen Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His tense back instantly relaxed.

Just as Cen Xiao raised his hand to pull the wardrobe door, Fu Zhun pushed the door open from the inside.

He stuck his head out of the closet and looked around, looking furtive.

I don't know if it's a showman or something, but Fu Zhun said suddenly: "Has your husband left?"

The expression was very playful, as if he was teasing Cen Xiao for pushing him into the closet with guilt just now.

It's the same as stealing love.

Cen Xiao was silent, and after the word "stealing love" flashed across his mind, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He turned his head and said angrily, "Only two left."

Fu Zhun: "?"

God damn only left two.

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun's face fell instantly, and he asked resentfully, "Then when will the rest leave?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Don't get sick." Cen Xiao didn't feel like acting with him anymore, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him out of the closet.

Fu Zhun was staggered by his pull, and flung himself on the bed, refusing to get up: "Don't make trouble, I'm a little short of oxygen."

Hearing what he said, Cen Xiao couldn't help being startled.

After a pause, he bent over to look at Fu Zhun's expression——

At this moment, Fu Zhun was lying on his back on the bed with his arms resting on his forehead, his cheeks were rosy, his lips were slightly parted, and he was panting lightly, as if he wanted to breathe back the oxygen that was lacking just now.

I don't know why, when Cen Xiao saw him like this, a word suddenly crossed his mind——

Delicious food.

In an instant, he was startled by his own thoughts, and his movements suddenly stopped.

The two stared at each other inexplicably for a while.

Suddenly, there was a hint of sweetness and ambiguity in the air.

In the end, it was Fu Zhun who spoke, breaking the weird atmosphere.

"how?"

Fu Zhun, who was lying on the bed, saw Cen Xiao standing in front of him in a daze, suddenly raised his eyebrows at him, and jokingly said——

"Brother, do you want to give me artificial respiration?"

……

Cen Xiao, who still had a sliver of reason, naturally couldn't give Fu Zhun artificial respiration.

But he accidentally let Fu Zhun live in his room.

At this moment, Cen Xiao was lying on his side on the bed, his mind was in chaos.

For a moment, Cen Xiao felt that there was a word that was very appropriate to describe him——

Color blinds the mind.

The lights had been turned off, and the whole room was plunged into darkness in an instant, except for the moonlight that sneaked into the room.

In this atmosphere, the subtle sound of the waves outside the window becomes clearer.

With his back to Fu Zhun, Cen Xiao exhaled, closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

It's a pity that the people behind are not very honest.

Fu Zhun rubbed against him, and whispered, "I have a question for you."

Cen Xiao closed his eyes and said lightly, "Say."

"Do you want to enter Xingyuan?" Fu Zhun whispered behind him: "Auntie is right, I can indeed help you..."

"I don't want to." Cen Xiao interrupted Fu Zhun directly.

He knew that Fu Zhun must have listened to Meng Zhen's words, so he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath and said, "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

However, Fu Zhun suddenly became unhappy, and said quietly, "Why don't you want to?"

"I don't want to be an actor." Cen Xiao closed his eyes, and it was rare for others to speak the truth: "There is no other reason."

This was unexpected by Fu Zhun.

He thought that Cen Xiao's life goal was to be an actor because he had been acting since he was a child.

In the end, this person told him that he didn't want to be an actor?

"Then what do you want to do?" Fu Zhun pondered for a moment, "I'm going to take the art test in the third year of high school."

In fact, Cen Xiao didn't know what he wanted to do.

He thought for a while, and the plaster statues of the Art Building suddenly flashed in his mind.

And the most eye-catching Venus with a broken arm.

So he said, "I want to squeeze mud."

Fu Zhun: "?"

Fu Zhun didn't know what was going on in his head, and thought that Cen Xiao was perfunctory him, and instantly became upset, and pushed his shoulder: "I'm serious."

"Yeah." Cen Xiao chuckled with his eyes closed, and changed his words perfunctorily: "I want to travel around the world."

This is a little more reasonable, Xiao Fu, who is rich and powerful, always thinks it is very normal.

He poked Cen Xiao's shoulder with his fingertips: "Wait until the college entrance examination is over."

"Huh?" He spoke without beginning or end, and Cen Xiao was a little puzzled.

"After the college entrance examination, I will travel around the world." Fu Zhun said seriously.

I don't know if it's ashamed or what, but this person added awkwardly and reluctantly: "I want to go too, but I'm worried that no one will go with me."

For a moment, Cen Xiao felt as if a feather had been drawn across his heart, itching and trembling.

After he calmed down and sobered up a bit, he felt that Fu Zhun might just be playful.

So Cen Xiaoquan thought he was joking, and prevaricated without changing his expression: "Well, Boss Xiao Fu is really rich."

It's a pity that Fu Zhun's scalp tingles when he hears Cen Xiao call him "Little Boss Fu".

He rarely said cautiously: "Are you still angry? I'm really not kidding you."

Several reasons flashed across his mind like a bullet screen, and he chose the most reasonable one to explain: "I'm just relatively low-key and don't like to show my wealth."

Listening to his nonsense, Cen Xiao suddenly remembered that he claimed to be a high imitation watch that he had hacked on Pin Xixi.

How could I have believed it?

Usually Fu Zhun wore famous brand clothes and shoes, but Cen Xiao naturally thought that they were all cut by Pin Xixi.

Sighing, Cen Xiao suddenly felt that he was too stupid.

I don't know whether to be angry with Fu Zhun or myself.

After thinking for a long time, the anger in my heart merged into a sigh.

Not wanting to argue with Fu Zhun anymore, Cen Xiao said leisurely, "If I'm really mad at you, you shouldn't be in the boat, you should be at the bottom."

Fu Zhun: "..."

The person behind was choked with a low "oh", and finally fell silent.

Cen Xiao had a chance to sleep.

But after quieting down, all senses become clear.

Even the breathing of the person behind him became extremely hot.

Cen Xiao suddenly felt that he couldn't fall asleep.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and the sound of the waves remained.

I don't know if it's a tacit understanding, but Fu Zhun didn't fall asleep either.

He tentatively said, "Cen Xiao."

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao suddenly paused.

He found that Fu Zhun only called his brother when he was joking and made a mistake.

Recently, Fu Zhun called him elder brother, but now he suddenly called him daimyo, and Cen Xiao felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

As if the rare close connection between the two had been severed, he frowned and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Fu Zhun was so fierce that he fell silent, and then slowly said: "Why did you put me in the closet just now?"

"That's not it?" Cen Xiao didn't understand why he asked this, he still closed his eyes, and replied casually: "Could it still be stuffed under the bed?"

"No." Fu Zhun poked him on the back, as if he had discovered some blind spot: "I am obviously a big man, why do you even hide a big man?"

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao's originally closed eyes instantly opened.

His eyes seemed to be empty, staring blankly at the moonlight slipping in through the cracks in the curtains.

Why does he hide even a big man?

Obviously the two of them are ordinary friends, and they are not the opposite sex who can be misunderstood.

How could his first reaction be to hide Fu Zhun?

Cen Xiao was dumbfounded for a long time, unable to explain why.

He only remembered that he had hidden many things from Meng Zhen since he was a child.

Remote control cars when I was young, cartoons when I was in junior high school, mobile phones when I was in high school...

And now Fu Zhun.

The remote control car was thrown away by Meng Zhen, and the manga was also torn up by him.

Only the mobile phone and Fu Zhun barely survived.

It seems that once these people and things he likes are discovered by Meng Zhen, they will be completely destroyed.

"Cen Xiao." Fu Zhun called him in a breathy voice from behind: "Are you asleep?"

Hearing the movement, Cen Xiao finally came back to his senses.

He withdrew his gaze from the moonlight, closed his eyes again, and breathed lightly, trying to pretend to be asleep.

However, Fu Zhun continued to rub against him as if pushing his nose on his face.

Seeing that Cen Xiao didn't respond, he put his arms up.

His waist sank, and Cen Xiao's breathing suddenly became disordered.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and pushed Fu Zhun over with his backhand: "What are you doing?"

"Are you awake?" Fu Zhun looked up at Cen Xiao through the faint moonlight, and said without changing his expression, "I can't sleep."

"Then what do you want to do?" Cen Xiao rubbed his forehead, took a look at the phone beside the bed——

One o'clock.

"I don't know either." Fu Zhun pondered for a moment, stared straight at him in the dark, and quietly leaned towards Cen Xiao.

There was a trace of unspeakable heat in his eyes.

Even breathing is faster than before.

It's a pity that Cen Xiao didn't know anything.

He sighed and turned to reach for the switch of the bedside lamp.

The light suddenly hit, and both of them closed their eyes for a while.

Fu Zhun reluctantly said, "What are you doing?"

After getting used to the light, Cen Xiao got up and got out of bed, and took out a few books from the small box Meng Zhen had prepared for him.

Fu Zhun sat by the bed and watched Cen Xiao take out the very familiar book.

"Can't sleep?" Cen Xiao threw Wu San on the bed: "Then you do your homework."

Fu Zhun: "???"

The [-] was thrown out, and the surrounding air instantly froze.

If it weren't for the subtle sound of waves outside the house, this picture would be almost indistinguishable from stillness.

I don't know how long the atmosphere was silent before Fu Zhun managed to recover.

"You?" He looked at Wu San on the bed, then looked at Cen Xiao in shock: "Why did you bring Wu San with you to a banquet?"

However, Cen Xiao looked very calm, spreading his hands together: "Because I can't finish writing."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"I think we can play with something else." Fu Zhun looked at Wu San, reached out and took it away, and stuffed it into the drawer of the bedside table with lightning speed.

Cen Xiao didn't stop him, but raised his eyebrows at him.

After being tormented by Wu San, Fu Zhun put away his charming thoughts.

But he didn't dare to continue sleeping quietly in the same bed with Cen Xiao, so he could only suggest instead: "Or we can play games."

He took a step back, took out his phone, and opened the app store, "I heard from Zhou Yuancheng that there are a few fun games recently."

However, Cen Xiao was not impressed by the few games that Fu Zhun mentioned.

He sat next to Fu Zhun, and his eyes fell on the "Guess you like" below.

Among them was a sand sculpture game called "I'm from TV" that attracted Cen Xiao's attention.

"This one." Cen Xiao reached out and clicked "Install", "It's interesting."

Then he took out his mobile phone and downloaded the game.

This strange battle royale game has a free mode and a team mode. Fu Zhun first made a name and waited in the lobby, ready to add Cen Xiao as a friend first.

However, Cen Xiao got stuck in the naming process.

No matter how he takes it, it is repeated.

"What name did you choose?" Cen Xiao has never been very good at picking names, and even his WeChat name is a simple X.

Fu Zhun glanced at him, didn't answer, just reached out to take his mobile phone: "I'll get it for you."

He entered immediately after typing a few words.

Cen Xiao was stunned for a moment, took the phone and looked at——

Cold の prince.

Cen Xiao: "...???"

"What's wrong with you?" Cen Xiao looked at the name in astonishment, and couldn't find words to describe him for a while.

"What's wrong with this name? It looks like I'm on the same team." Fu Zhun snorted softly, and showed him his mobile phone: "Did you see mine?"

Cen Xiao's eyes fell on the screen of Fu Zhun's mobile phone——

Pull the princess.

Cen Xiao: "...???"

He looked at his "Leng Leng の Prince", and then at the "Princess Drag and Pull の" of the same team, and was at a loss for words for a while.

After a long silence, he reluctantly commented: "You are really beautiful."

This "I Came From the TV" is actually a horror game of [-]-player battle royale.

But because of the appearance of the app, the sand sculptures deceived many people into it.

As soon as the game started, someone turned on all the mics and asked: "Is there a girl? If you are afraid, you can go all the way, and the girl will not be killed."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao gave Fu Zhun a meaningful look.

Sure enough, someone asked Fu Zhun in the next second: "That what...the princess? Is it a girl?"

"He's asking if you're a girl." Cen Xiao raised his elbow to touch him, reminding him.

But Fu Zhun looked up at Cen Xiao, his tone sounded quite puzzled: "Don't you know if I'm a girl?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Coughing twice, Cen Xiao suddenly turned on the microphone and replied, "He is."

Fu Zhun: "???"

"Is there really a girl? I thought girls wouldn't dare to play." The player said in surprise.

But after catching a glimpse of Cen Xiao's name, he froze for an instant: "Are you two a couple?"

"No." Cen Xiao immediately denied, "I'll play with my sister."

A certain sister Fu Zhun: "???"

Fu Zhun pressed the microphone of Cen Xiao's phone, and asked him in a serious voice, "Are you sure you want to get this kind of script?"

"What?" Cen Xiao raised his chin to Fu Zhun on the screen: "Isn't your name very suitable?"

"That's fine." Fu Zhun put on a magnanimous look, leaned against the head of the bed, and remained silent.

Just when Cen Xiao thought that Fu Zhun would not make any more noise, a strange female voice suddenly came from beside his ear.

The distance is so close that even the breath can be sprayed in the ears.

It sounds like a girlish voice that is a bit clear, neither whiny nor hoarse——

"elder brother."

"Teach me."

Cen Xiao: "???"

He thought it was coming out of the phone, and threw the phone on the carpet in fright.

As if he didn't expect Cen Xiao's reaction to be so strong, Fu Zhun was stunned for a moment and then suddenly laughed: "What? I think I'm pretending quite well."

Hearing what he said, Cen Xiao barely realized that the words just now were said by Fu Zhun.

He gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth and said: "What are you doing?"

After a moment of silence, he regained his composure, his ears turned red, and he bent down to pick up the phone that had been thrown away.

A deafening voice came from the loudspeaker: "Fuck! Was that princess sister just now?! So cute!"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao glanced at Fu Zhun who was leaning crookedly beside him with his legs crossed, and was speechless for a moment.

Cute ass.

He turned off the mic and background music on his side, followed behind Fu Zhun and that netizen elder brother, and never spoke again.

Only Fu Zhun was left chatting with the big brother of the netizen.

Fu Zhun seemed to realize that this was a horror game. In order not to be frightened by the ghost, he tried his best to pretend to be a younger brother to trick the big brother into rushing into the battle and escort them both.

This big brother didn't notice anything wrong, he was still chatting with Fu Zhun attentively——

"Princess sister, don't touch this TV, there are ghosts."

"Okay brother."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao glanced at him.

"Princess sister, don't touch this vase, there are ghosts."

"Okay brother."

Just after finishing speaking, Cen Xiao glanced at him again.

"Princess sister, don't touch..."

"Hold--!"

Before Fu Zhun could realize who touched the trap, a terrifying face popped up on the screen.

As if to exaggerate the horror atmosphere, accompanied by grimaces, there are extremely terrifying screams.

Fu Zhun was so scared that he threw the phone away immediately.

Fu Zhun, who was usually dragged up to the sky, suddenly turned into a panicked and pitiful little boy. He threw himself on Cen Xiao, crying and howling, and said the most embarrassing words in the most ruthless tone: "Fuck! Scared me to death!"

He lay on Cen Xiao's body, gasping for breath, looking as if he was still in shock.

However, Cen Xiao lay on his back on the pillow with a calm face, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Fu Zhun in front of him, and said in a flat tone, "That brother is useless?"

Cen Xiao's acting skills have always been very good.

Just like now, such a sour sentence can be said calmly and indifferently.

But Fu Zhun seemed to be equipped with a sensitive small radar, and he still heard something different from it.

Accurately captured Cen Xiao's awkward mood.

He calmed down and thought for a moment, then suddenly glanced at Cen Xiao's phone screen.

In this game, as long as a certain player within the field of vision touches the ghost mechanism, a scary picture will pop up on the screens of the people around.

The player who touches the mechanism is immediately eliminated, and other players can continue to play after returning to the game screen.

Now the punishment time has passed, but Cen Xiao's screen has not returned to the original game screen.

Instead, a bright red "OUT" popped up.

Fu Zhun stared at the "OUT" for a moment, then suddenly looked away, looking straight at Cen Xiao.

And Cen Xiao seemed to have noticed something, and immediately turned over the cell phone lying beside the pillow.

"What are you hiding? I've seen it all." Fu Zhun suddenly chuckled for no reason.

He leaned over and lowered his head, and the distance between him and Cen Xiao instantly narrowed.

Warm breaths intertwined, and Cen Xiao suddenly felt that his heartbeat was not normal.

Apparently Fu Zhun, who was on top of him, also noticed this.

He raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Brother, your heart beats so fast."

"Get lost." Cen Xiao's ears felt hot when he was told, and he raised his hand to push him.

In the end, Fu Zhun clamped his wrist against his back and pressed it against the pillow.

Cen Xiao could only watch helplessly as Fu Zhun leaned down, whispering in his ear——

"elder brother."

"Do you like to be jealous?"