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

Probably because Fu Zhun's memory was too shocking, Cen Xiao was stunned for a moment.

He himself didn't know the minutes and seconds of the movie where those kissing scenes were located.

After he recovered from his astonishment, he realized that Fu Zhun's eyes were fixed on his face without blinking.

Feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at, Cen Xiao regained his composure, straightened his face again, coughed lightly, and explained: "That drama is a substitute for kisses."

"Really?" Fu Zhun's motionless gaze finally changed, and he blinked his eyes: "I don't believe it, unless you demonstrate it to me."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Fu Zhun's expression was rare and serious, so serious that Cen Xiao couldn't tell whether he was teasing him on purpose or what.

There was a silence, probably because the previous old account was turned over too sincerely, Cen Xiao felt ashamed.

Really followed the little princess to demonstrate it again.

Cen Xiao also took the time to analyze how this kiss substitute was different from him.

The little princess licked her lips, as if she was satisfied, she reluctantly nodded: "Okay."

Cen Xiao was very speechless at his behavior of being good-looking while taking advantage of it, and silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

Usually there will be a finale banquet after filming. After the last scene was filmed that night, Cen Xiao brought Fu Zhun there with him.

Originally, he didn't want to hide anything, and he didn't want Fu Zhun to have that so-called "stealing love" feeling.

But Fu Zhun smiled casually, and only told everyone that he came to watch how the filming was going for his father, and he had to report when he got back.

Some of the people knew it well, some had never doubted it, in short, everyone was an adult, and no one really said anything openly.

On the contrary, the assistant director was kind and casually said: "Oh, yes, when I first arrived, I saw fans waiting, and I didn't know whether to sign autographs or take pictures. Anyway, you two should be careful."

When he said "you two", he didn't know whether he was referring to the male and female protagonists in the play, Cen Xiao and Ren Xiaozhen, or the seemingly ambiguous Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun.

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun raised his eyes, without saying a word, he picked up the wine in hand and took a sip.

And Ren Xiaozhen was like a bright mirror in her heart, she just smiled and answered the conversation without checking her seat.

Only Cen Xiao, who was already within the sniping range, nodded, "Thank you."

Fu Zhun only drank a little today. Although he was hazy and drunk, he was still conscious.

But for him, the difference between drinking too much and drinking too little is——

The former is cheating unconsciously, while the latter is cheating with brains.

Anyway, Cen Xiao was the one who suffered.

After the wrap-up banquet, Cen Xiao took the drunken Fu Zhun to another hotel.

That hotel was booked by Fu Zhun when he came, and it was not in the same place as the crew.

Before helping Fu Zhun, who was staggering on purpose, into the car, Cen Xiao suddenly remembered what the assistant director said when he was having dinner just now.

Those words flashed through his mind like a bullet screen, Cen Xiao subconsciously raised his head and looked around.

It was inevitable that there would be someone in front of the hotel, so he glanced at it and said nothing.

On the other hand, Sun Zuoqiao noticed his abnormality: "What's wrong, brother?"

"It's nothing." Cen Xiao shook his head and stuffed Fu Zhun into the car.

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun also turned his head and looked out the car window.

Probably because he was born with a higher sensitivity to the camera than ordinary people, Fu Zhun spotted a few familiar people standing not far away with a camera hanging around his neck.

A few others were holding their phones, not knowing what they were doing.

He also met these people when he came to the set in the morning.

At that time, they were chattering about how good Cen Xiao and Ren Xiaozhen were, and Fu Zhun couldn't help but glance at them when passing by.

Perhaps because he felt that these children were really tasteless, after Fu Zhun snorted lightly, he silently wrote them down in his little grudge notebook in his heart.

Now this grudge has added another sum.

"Brother." Fu Zhun leaned down, put his chin on Cen Xiao's shoulder, and suddenly started chatting again: "What should I do? It's over."

Cen Xiao: "?"

He didn't know if Fu Zhun had drunk too much, so he looked at him incredulously, and followed him and asked, "Why is it over?"

"The two of us were found cheating." Fu Zhun smiled lazily with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Those who didn't know really thought he was drunk.

As soon as he said this, Sun Zuoqiao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, couldn't help but sprayed first.

The driver on the side also looked at the rearview mirror dumbfounded.

Although both of them belonged to Cen Xiao, they still didn't expect Fu Zhun to be so brave.

He really dares to say anything.

Cen Xiao coughed twice, pinched his thigh to make him restrain himself, and said expressionlessly: "Sorry, he's drunk."

Perhaps to cooperate with him, Fu Zhunwei raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, put his arms around his waist, and suddenly said, "What should I do? My brother is breaking up with me again."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Shut up." Cen Xiao gasped and punched him again.

Sun Zuoqiao, who was sitting in front, also gasped.

Although he knew that some young couples must have a different way of getting along in private.

But he didn't expect Teacher Fu to be so different.

What the hell is this talking about being in love?

Scratching his head, he took out the bluetooth headset with a complicated face, adhering to the principle of "do not listen to evil", and silently began to listen to cross talk.

Sun Zuoqiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when these two "love is not a thing" things were delivered to the hotel.

It was like throwing two bombs that had been in my arms for a long time.

It's just that when he watched the two of them enter the hotel gate, a flash of white light flashed in his peripheral vision made his heart twitch again inexplicably.

The blinding white light flashed past, Sun Zuoqiao's mind went blank for a moment, and his professional acuity suddenly came online.

Inexplicably, he felt that the beam of light just now was like a flashlight, as if someone was secretly taking pictures.

But he looked around, but found nothing unusual.

Scratching his head, Sun Zuoqiao murmured and asked the driver Xiao Cai to drive away.

……

I don't know what day it is today. Cen Xiao, who usually communicates almost by text messages, received three calls in one night.

To be precise, he received two and Fu Zhun received one.

The first call was from Meng Zhen.

Since the last time Meng Zhen quarreled and passed, Cen Xiao had no choice but to release her contact information from the blacklist, worried that she would not be able to contact him and cause trouble.

Meng Zhen thought she had won.

But what Meng Zhen didn't know was...

After that time, the note released from the blacklist is no longer "Mom".

It was her name, Meng Zhen.

It is said that all goodness and filial piety come first, but Cen Xiao's actions always seem a bit rebellious.

Even when he himself saw the name that popped up on the screen, he was in a trance for a moment.

He didn't remember whether he was angry or something when he changed the note.

But he knew that changing this note meant something was different.

Cen Xiao rubbed the phone for a long time, staring blankly at the name, but he still didn't answer it.

It wasn't until Fu Zhun at the side realized something was wrong and raised his elbow to touch him, that Cen Xiao finally regained his senses and pressed the connect button.

Originally, Fu Zhun wanted to find an excuse to leave first, to give him some private space to answer the phone.

However, Cen Xiao seemed to have noticed something, and before he got up, he suddenly leaned towards him.

He didn't say anything, as if he was leaning on a personal flesh cushion casually.

Fu Zhun just stopped when he wanted to get up, and sat back in a well-behaved manner.

Seeing this, Cen Xiao raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, turned on the phone and threw it on the quilt, and grabbed Fu Zhun's hand to play with.

"Hello? Xiao Xiao?" Meng Zhen's voice came out from the speaker. Her condition seemed to be much better than before. There was nothing unusual about it. Even the previous hysteria was well hidden, as if she was really a gentle and caring woman. Mother: "Is the movie you're working on now finished?"

"En." Cen Xiao casually responded without saying anything.

I don't know if I have nothing to say, or I just don't want to say it.

Meng Zhen on the other end of the phone has long been used to his temperament, and has also been angry because of this over the years.

But I got used to it when I was angry, and now I don't think there is anything wrong, I still said to myself: "I remember that it should be a week before the next drama will join the group?"

"En." This was the second word Cen Xiao said after answering the phone.

Fu Zhun was so bored that he gambled with himself. At the end of the phone call, Cen Xiao would not exceed ten words in total.

Meng Zhen at the other end continued: "Then take advantage of this time, come over and accompany mom to review?"

I don't know if it was because Cen Xiao "broke up" with Fu Zhun according to her wishes before, or because of something else, this time Meng Zhen spoke in an unexpectedly good tone, so good that she didn't look like her at all.

If her obedience was reversed a few years later, Cen Xiao might really be able to reconcile with her.

But now, looking at the hand holding Fu Zhun in his palm, he somehow didn't want to obey her.

That hand was thin and slender, and the knuckles were white and rosy. Except for a thin layer of calluses left by the painting, the palm of the palm was soft and delicate, and one could tell that it hadn't done any work.

Fu Zhun kept saying that he liked Cen Xiao's legs, but he didn't know that Cen Xiao also liked his hands very much.

For such a little princess who lived a smooth life, all the hardships and grievances she had suffered were probably all on him.

"When?" Cen Xiao lowered his eyes, still playing with Fu Zhun's hand.

He didn't say whether to agree or not, and the loose tone seemed to mention it casually.

And Fu Zhun who was on the side was not distracted, he only paid attention to Cen Xiao who had already said the fourth word.

"The day after tomorrow." Meng Zhen replied.

"Hmm." The fifth word.

Later, Meng Zhen babbled a lot, such as "I'm doing it for your own good", "It's not easy for you to fall in love now", "Think about your father's fate" and so on.

It seemed that he was trying to brainwash Cen Xiao.

It's a pity that Cen Xiao didn't seem to hear a few words at all, and was even a little sleepy.

It wasn't until he yawned lazily that Meng Zhen barely ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Cen Xiao was still yawning profusely, with tears in his eyes.

"Sleepy?" The human flesh cushion made a sound.

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao was taken aback for a moment.

Probably because Fu Zhun was too quiet just now, so quiet that he didn't even hear the sound of breathing, and Cen Xiao was so delirious due to sleepiness, when he made such a noise, Cen Xiao remembered that there was a big living person next to him .

"A little bit." He yawned again as he spoke.

"I can't sleep." Fu Zhun looked at him quietly, "I won the bet and haven't gotten the reward yet."

He said this without beginning or end, and Cen Xiao was puzzled: "What did you bet on?"

"I bet you won't call more than ten words."

"Who did you bet with?"

"Myself."

"..."

"Then you want a fart reward." Cen Xiao almost laughed angrily at him.

However, Fu Zhun was not forgiving.

He turned over and pressed Cen Xiao on the bed, bowed his head to kiss him.

Cen Xiao, who was a little sleepy at first, instantly became sober after being tormented by him like this.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and that point in the car at noon was just an appetizer, drinking poison to quench thirst.

Cen Xiao looks cool and indifferent, but in fact he usually seduces Fu Zhun a lot.

Now it's up to him.

Unexpectedly, just as Fu Zhun's palm reached into the hem of Cen Xiao's clothes, Cen Xiao's phone rang again.

Fu Zhun glanced up and found that the word "Dad" jumped out on the screen.

Fu Zhun: "..."

This seems to be unavoidable.

Sighing deeply, Fu Zhun reached for the mobile phone beside the bed and gave it to him: "Uncle's."

Seeing his devastated look, Cen Xiao squeezed his face with a broken smile, and pecked his lips in a consoling manner, before answering the phone with a suppressed smile: "Dad?"

Cen Qin didn't call for anything else, but just heard about Meng Zhen from Sun Zuoqiao, and came to ask about the situation.

In any case, even if they separated, at least they were people who had loved each other before, and Cen Qin was not too willing to see Meng Zhen having trouble.

Perhaps Cen Xiao is easy to soften his heart, which is why he followed him.

Cen Xiao glanced at the little princess who was lying on his side with her back turned to him and exuding resentment, and couldn't hold back her laughter for a while.

Cen Qin on the other end of the phone heard him laugh inexplicably, and said in a daze, "What's the matter, Xiaoxiao?"

"No." Cen Xiao coughed twice, cleared the smile from his throat, and explained: "I saw a joke just now, so I couldn't hold back."

The person next to him joked: "..."

Joke turned his head and gave him a resentful look, but didn't speak.

This time Cen Xiao wanted to laugh even more.

Fortunately, Cen Qin didn't say much to him. After asking about the situation, he only said that he would find time to talk to Meng Zhen, and hung up the phone.

"That's enough." Cen Xiao raised his elbow and pushed him, and joked with a smile: "Your Highness, don't lose your temper."

Fu Zhun didn't know who he was angry with, but he was very angry.

In the end, I could only sulk with myself, so angry that I didn't even want to turn my head back.

Seeing that Fu Zhun didn't respond, Cen Xiao raised his leg to rub against him again, stretched his hand around his waist, and quietly reached into his clothes.

Fu Zhun was startled, pressed his troublesome hand, turned his head and frowned slightly, "Where did you learn this?"

"You think that the year I eat more than you is for nothing?" Cen Xiao smiled heavily, curled his fingers slightly, and scratched him a few times, "I must know something."

Fu Zhun groaned from being scratched by him, but finally couldn't hold back, turned over and leaned down.

Cen Xiao was a little confused by his kiss, and didn't notice that Fu Zhun had quietly muted his phone.

He even muted his cell phone.

After the silence was over, Fu Zhun snorted softly, as if he had finally let go of his anger, and his mood couldn't help but feel better.

However, he did all his calculations and missed the landline at the bedside of the hotel.

This machine is almost like a decoration, and no one expected that the decoration can also steal the show in this situation.

The little princess was really blown up when she was disrupted by such a phone call when the love was strong.

At first he ignored it, but the phone became more and more frustrating, as if he had to get through, it kept ringing.

Fu Zhun looked at the phone with a dark face.

Originally, Cen Xiao was quite annoying, but when he noticed that his temper was coming up again, he felt a little funny for no reason.

A deep chuckle came from his throat, he patted Fu Zhun on the back, and comforted him: "Don't worry about it."

It's a pity that the little princess is very capricious.

As if he was holding his breath and had nowhere to vent it, Qi Qi finally got together and vented all his energy on the phone call.

He reached out to pick up the phone, pursed his lips and said nothing, as if holding back a big move.

There was also no answer on the other end of the phone.

But after finally listening to him answer, the people over there obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity, so they pinched their noses and asked——

"Hello, may I ask..."

"Need special service?"

It was impossible to tell if the voice was a person or a ghost. Fu Zhun's forehead twitched, and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Seeing this, Cen Xiao just wanted him to hang up the phone and then pick it up to engage the line, but he suddenly sensed something was wrong from Fu Zhun's expression.

Sure enough, the next moment, he felt the gap between the back of his waist and the bed, and a hand reached in.

His lower back is the most vulnerable.

As a result, Fu Zhun stretched out his fingertips and scratched at this moment, as if on purpose.

Cen Xiao frowned for a moment, and couldn't help moaning in his throat.

As soon as this lingering and ambiguous voice came out, Cen Xiao suddenly remembered that the phone hadn't been hung up yet.

He glared at Fu Zhun angrily, and was about to reach out to snatch his phone and hang up, but he heard him say to the phone quietly——

"Did you hear?"

"You are late."

"I'm already serving."

Cen Xiao: "?"