Bailu Hengjiang

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Fu Bailu opened his mouth slightly and recovered his voice after a few seconds, "You...what are you doing."

Yang Zilin was originally serious about dealing with financial reports, but when he heard Fu Bailu's feeble yell, he turned his head suddenly, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"I asked what you were doing." Fu Bailu walked in front of Yang Zilin, looked at him, at the opened chicken soup, and what was left in the bowl.His vision was full of anger, and the temperature was hotter than the high fever on his body.

"Process the documents." Yang Zilin raised his head and looked at Fu Bailu, then got up and went in without knowing, "What's wrong? How do you feel now." Yang Zilin frowned and looked at Jiang Su, not knowing where the young master's anger came from.

"Why did you move it?" Fu Bailu pointed at the incubator, his tone was a little aggressive, and his eyes were smudged with water, "Who told you to move it?"

"It's just chicken soup." Yang Zilin smiled and didn't take it seriously, "It doesn't taste too good, the traditional Chinese medicine tastes too strong. You're right not to eat it, otherwise you might feel even more uncomfortable."

For some reason, Fu Bailu felt that he did it on purpose, and Yang Zilin's eyes shone with the name "intentional".Perhaps the heart of a villain is the heart of a gentleman, but Fu Bailu was holding the heat preservation box all the way this afternoon, for fear of bumping into it.Could it be that Yang Zilin couldn't see its preciousness?

Jiang Su walked up to Fu Bailu and asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Fu Bailu ignored Jiang Su, looked at Yang Zilin and continued to question: "Why did you move this insulated box, who gave permission!?"

Yang Zilin was accused for no reason, innocent eyes appeared in his eyes, and then he looked at Jiang Su, with a clear meaning: This is Brother Su's room, so he naturally got permission from Brother Su.

Jiang Su was startled, and then remembered that it was true, "He seems to have mentioned this just now."

Jiang Su went into the room first, and found Fu Bailu sleeping on the bed, and then he kept circling around him.

Yang Zilin, whose work was not completed, was processing documents outside, and then ordered takeaway.

Standing at the door of the room, Yang Zilin mentioned that Fu Bailu didn't have much appetite in the afternoon, so maybe he was feeling sick right then.

He wanted to ask Jiang Su to have dinner together, but the other party didn't respond at all.

Yang Zilin's gaze sank, and he deliberately said to Jiang Su: The soup Bai Lu brought is cold, why don't we eat it first and order him some new ones later?I see that there is porridge in the hotel, and some takeaway shops are also open 24 hours.

Jiang Su sat by the bed and put a towel on Fu Bailu's forehead, all his thoughts were on the young master, and he had no time to care about other things.He said casually, "You eat first, I will take care of him."

Things developed so naturally that Jiang Su didn't quite understand why Fu Bailu was angry, "What, you want to eat now? How about I order for you? Is the chicken soup too oily? You still have a fever. Eat something light." of."

Why did you make him drink soup?Fu Bailu wanted to question Jiang Su, wanted him to explain the cause and effect clearly, and wanted to yell at him: It's not just chicken soup, I made it myself, and I almost got burned.

But rather than shouting and expressing his grievances, Fu Bailu wanted to vent his anger in a destructive way, with destructive actions.

"I don't want to eat." At the same time as he spoke, Fu Bailu bent down and poured Yang Zilin's remaining half bowl of soup back into the insulated box, then he picked up the insulated box, walked directly into the bathroom and flushed it all into the toilet.

Jiang Su went in without knowing, and was afraid that he would have a fever and dizziness, so he had to follow behind Fu Bailu, "You are..."

"It's nothing. The soup doesn't taste good, I feel like vomiting." Fu Bailu took a deep breath, looked into Jiang Su's eyes, and suddenly felt much happier, as if the heat on his body had subsided a lot, "It's all right, I'm going to bed."

Fu Bailu took a gamble, and decided not to say a word, not to say anything - just forget it if he can't drink it, he, Jiang Su, is not lucky enough to enjoy the soup made by the young master himself!The only one in the world, gone!

After a night's rest, Fu Bailu finally lost his fever in the early hours of the morning.

Jiang Su took care of him all night, helped him wipe his forehead, and helped him tidy his hair.Fu Bailu seemed to be asleep but not asleep, vaguely awake, "I'll go back tomorrow morning."

"There are two more meetings tomorrow morning. After the meeting, I will accompany you back. You will wait for me in the room in the morning."

Fu Bailu turned over and turned his back to Jiang Su, "No need, I don't want to disturb your work. If I can come here by myself, I can go back by myself."

"Be obedient." Jiang Su covered him with a quilt, fearing that he would catch the cold again: "Don't make fun of your body."

After sleeping restlessly all night, Fu Bailu was in a daze for several hours after his fever subsided, and it was past ten o'clock when he woke up again.

He took the water glass on the bedside table to replenish some water, and felt that his throat was much more comfortable.Fu Bailu put on his clothes and got up, and when he walked to the door, he heard Jiang Su talking outside——

The meeting was held on time, and Jiang Su participated in it via video. In order to take care of Fu Bailu at all times, he never left.

The meeting ended in more than half an hour, and the two left the hotel before twelve o'clock.Jiang Su booked a plane ticket, called a car, and arranged everything thoroughly.

Fu Bailu followed him, feeling that this trip was too unfair, feeling wronged and disappointed.He obviously came to seek peace with Jiang Su, so why did he end up in such a situation.

On the way back, Jiang Su asked: "You must come to see me yesterday, is there something wrong?"

Fu Bailu looked at him, shook his head and remained silent.

Jiang Su originally wanted to ask why he suddenly got angry last night.But seeing that Fu Bailu was unwilling to communicate, he could only give up resentfully.

Back at Jiang Su's apartment, Fu Bailu kneaded her neck and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After ten minutes, he walked out of the bathroom wiping his hair, and then saw Jiang Su standing in the kitchen.The stove was on, warming the leftover chicken soup from yesterday.

"You did it, right?" Jiang Su originally wanted to find some ingredients for dinner, cook porridge for Fu Bailu, or make some other liquid food.

Opening the refrigerator door, Jiang Su saw the remaining half pot of chicken soup.Same appearance, same taste.

All of a sudden, he understood.

Jiang Su was shocked, terrified, and then quietly delighted, "You made the chicken soup, and you brought it for me yesterday?"

"No." Fu Bailu denied, averting his gaze from looking at Jiang Su, "Who will make soup for you to drink."

Jiang Su stared at him for a long time, seeing how cute he didn't admit it.The young master cooks himself, how can such treatment make people not tempted?Jiang Su turned and turned off the fire, and filled a bowl for himself, "I'm sorry, if I had known that you brought it to me, I would never let Yang Zilin touch it when I mentioned it." Bai Lu rushed into the chicken soup in the bathroom, feeling even more distressed for Bai Lu who had a fever and made a special trip.

"It's all your fault!" Hearing his apology, Fu Bailu muttered, "The soup was ruined by Yang Zilin, and he even said it was not tasty and tasteless. You are not allowed to mention him in the future."

Jiang Su nodded, "Don't talk about others."

Fu Bailu walked to the dining table and observed Jiang Su's reaction, fearing that he would be ungrateful, disgusted, and even more indifferent.

"It's delicious." Jiang Su took a sip, then looked at Fu Bailu again, "It's delicious."

Jiang Su should continue to blame Fu Bailu for deceiving him, he should care about his trampling on his feelings, and he should continue to alienate him as before in order to protect himself.

But such a bowl of herbal chicken soup, which is not considered exquisite, is like a sharp weapon, directly splitting through all the defenses.

For a moment, Jiang Su felt that he was too spineless——

No matter what the young master does, he will eventually be forgiven by Jiang Su.Unconditionally, regardless of anything.

Fu Bailu noticed that Jiang Su's attitude had improved a lot, so he opened the stool and sat beside him, and said in a low voice, "Then you finish the soup."

Jiang Su smiled and agreed, "Okay."

"I cooked soup for you, and I got burned. It's here." Fu Bailu pointed to the red mark left on his hand. He couldn't see it clearly. The body healed faster than his mouth asking for rewards. Quickly, "Give me a reward anyway."

"Then what do you want, I will give it to you."

"I want..." Fu Bailu pushed forward, feeling that the relationship between the two had eased a little, so he said, "Then give me a kiss."

Although Fu Bailu had previously promised not to force Jiang Su, if the other party took the initiative, it would be a different situation.This time, it’s definitely not that Fu Bailu didn’t keep his word, “It’s fine if you want to,” Fu Bailu pretended to give in, and acted out a script of bitterness that was secretly sad, “I think that when we get married, we won’t be married. It's been deadlocked. If—”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Su grabbed the back of Fu Bailu's neck and kissed him fiercely.

How can the young master do such a thing as asking for a kiss?

This kiss is full of aggression.Jiang Su sucked the air out of Fu Bailu's mouth, making it difficult for him to breathe, and made him limp in his arms.

Suddenly, Fu Bailu lost all the right to speak. He felt flustered, unfamiliar and exciting.

He hugged Jiang Su's neck and opened his mouth to greet him frantically.Terrified.

It turned out that Jiang Su's kiss was like this.

The end of a kiss seems to be a snap of the fingers, and it seems to last for centuries.

Fu Bailu panted heavily, lying on Jiang Su's shoulder, blushing.He swallowed, feeling a little shy, "Brother, I'm a little dizzy, am I out of oxygen..."

Jiang Su kneaded the back of Fu Bailu's neck, patted his spine with the palm of his hand, straightened his hair, and kneaded the back of his neck, "It's okay, just lean on me like this. It will be fine in a while."

This sweet kiss was Fu Bailu's shot in the arm and made him excited for several days.

The second base has already been broken, and the home run is just around the corner.Fu Bailu thought that Jiang Su's willingness to kiss him at least meant that he was not so repulsive.At such a time, the matter of "money" must never be mentioned. The tone and tone of Jiang Su's speech before was still fresh in Fu Bailu's memory, so he could not repeat the same mistakes.

Combat must be planned, step by step.

In the next few days, Fu Bailu pretended to be good while recuperating from his illness.He discussed everything with Jiang Su, and suddenly became a considerate younger brother.

He took the initiative to talk to Jiang Su about the old man's work in the studio, and couldn't help complaining: "Boss Yan is really a demon, and the economic company should be called 'Qianxi'. It's all water."

Although the tone is joking, but the father and son are so superstitious, it is inevitable to make people feel cold.

Jiang Su knew that Fu Bailu had emotions in his heart, so he said: "After a while, I will take some of the shares in Yan Dong's hands." Understand his loneliness and concealment, "If you want to change your name then, I will change it for you."

Fu Bailu rubbed against Jiang Su's arms.After a long time, he replied, "Okay, you take over all the shares held by Boss Yan."

Jiang Su smiled and said "Mm", and caught a glimpse of Fu Bailu's bare feet out of the corner of his eye, "Why don't you wear slippers, be careful of catching a cold."

"It's uncomfortable once, I don't want to wear it. I threw away the pair you bought for me." Lifting the slippers, Fu Bailu pouted and complained, "The last time I saw Yang Zilin wearing them, I don't want them anymore."

That pair of slippers was specially bought by Jiang Su when Fu Bailu returned to China a few years ago.Niche trendy brand, limited edition.

"I'll buy you another pair."

Fu Bailu blinked and made things difficult on purpose: "Then I want exactly the same."

"it is good."

"You have to buy it yourself, you can't ask your assistant to do it!"

"it is good."

The author has said:

Today is sweet! !

Rest tomorrow~