When a Buddha is dressed as cannon fodder

Wuyou froze slightly, the person kneeling in front of him held the gift box in both hands, his drunken eyes were as far and deep as the night sky.When he stared at him so earnestly and straightly, there was an illusion of affection, as if his world only had you in front of him.

Wuyou couldn't help laughing, "You know what Fu Shao is doing now?"

"Pick a star for my Ayou, do you like this star? If you don't like it, I'll find someone to customize it again." Fu Junheng said with a very serious expression.

Wuyou helped him up, "This star is too precious..."

"Not as valuable as our relationship."

worry-free: ...

"I'll put it on for you." Fu Junheng said.

But he was stopped by Wuyou, "I practiced Buddhism since I was a child, and I don't like these extraneous things. They don't mean much to me. I accept Fu Shao's wishes."

"It's okay, if you don't like to carry it with you, then leave it at home as a commemorative gift." Fu Junheng said sincerely.

He stared straight at Wuyou, his deep eyes were calm and far away, carrying a lot of heavy feelings.

Wuyou and him looked at each other for a while, and couldn't help but sighed, "Why bother, Young Master Fu?"

"It's not bitter at all, Ayou is sweet, even if you can only look at it."

Wuyou didn't know what to say by his blunt hint, so he could only say: "Let's go, go home!"

"Well, go home."

Fu Junheng stuck it up again, and put the gift box in Wuyou's pocket.

Fu Junheng was shameless, refused to go back to his villa, and insisted on living with Wuyou.Wuyou considered that Fu Junheng drank a little too much and was already in a daze. It was not convenient for him to live in such a big villa alone, so he finally helped him back to his home.

"You are busy with work, so let Aunt Zhang come back to take care of you!"

Originally, Fu Junheng hired servants, but if they were all at home, Fu Junheng would give those servants a holiday, and I don't know what kind of messy things this guy was thinking.

Standing by the sink, Fu Junheng leisurely watched Wuyou squeeze the toothpaste for him, and suddenly felt a little bad taste.

"Ayou, do you want to taste the wine?"

"Huh?" Wuyou didn't know why, but she still looked at Fu Junheng vigilantly.

Fu Junheng suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips, which was different from the previous touch and leave, Fu Junheng patiently and slowly traced his lips.

The faint aroma of sweet wine permeated between the lips and teeth of the two.

"Ayou, you have already violated the precepts, why don't you practice Buddhism and return to the vulgar!"

Fu Junheng's nose was almost touching the tip of his nose, breathing intertwined, extremely ambiguous.

The deep voice is like the charm from the deep sea, shaking people's hearts.

Wuyou remained unmoved, and only closed his eyes and recited a sentence of Amitabha.

With a slight smile, Fu Junheng said intentionally, "Ayou, why don't you dare to look at me while you are chanting Buddha?"

As soon as Fu Junheng finished speaking, his lips were covered with hands, and Wuyou opened his eyes, with brilliance flowing in his eyes, looking very cunning: "Young Master Fu, you are too noisy tonight. You smell of alcohol, it's time to brush your teeth! "

Fu Junheng: ...

Wuyou pressed him against the sink and told him to brush his teeth quickly.

Fu Junheng had no choice but to act like a strict wife, brushing his teeth obediently, "Ayou, why don't we take a bath, I can rub your back for you."

worry-free: ...

"Wash yourself."

"Ayou, you have changed. You didn't have so many scruples before, he would take the initiative to help me wash, but now you dare not help me take a bath." Fu Junheng said quietly.

Worry-free: ...

He really wanted to ask this Young Master Fu who was sticky when he drank, when did he help him take a bath?

But Wuyou soon knew when Fu Shao was talking about it. It was when Fu Junheng was injured on the Qinghua River. It was very inconvenient at that time. I asked him if he needed help.

At that time, Fu Junheng was still a serious-looking person, so he said coldly on the spot that he didn't need it.

I don't think it's only been a year, but the cold and aloof president has now turned into this sticky look.

Wuyou smiled and shook his head, "That's because you were injured at the time, and the situation is different. Now you are fine, with healthy limbs, and you have to wash yourself."

Fu Junheng finally took a shower. He was a clean freak. He drank so much wine today and stayed in the chaotic environment of the celebration banquet. If he didn't take a shower, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

More importantly, he didn't want Wuyou to dislike him for being full of alcohol.

After he took a shower, his hair was not blown, and water was still dripping from the tips of his hair, and his eyes became brighter after the heat.His facial features are deep, thick and colorful, with a kind of aggressive beauty, and his appearance just after taking a bath is even more lustful and abstinent.

Wuyou glanced at him briefly, then pushed him back to the bathroom, and then helped him dry and dry his hair.

Fu Junheng's hair is thick, black, and thick, a little prickly.

Wuyou didn't look sideways, and carefully helped him dry his hair. It felt like grooming a dog, and it was a very large and clingy dog.

Fu Junheng looked at Wuyou from the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and seeing Wuyou's serious appearance, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, and then reached out and hugged Wuyou's waist.

worry-free: ...

"Don't make trouble!"

"I'm not making trouble, I'm just dizzy and want to hug you."

worry-free: ...

This man is really becoming more and more like a dog.

Wuyou blew on him indiscriminately and told him to go to bed and lie down.

Fu Junheng nodded very cooperatively, "Well, Ayou, I'll warm your bed and wait for you on the bed."

Worry-free: ...

When Wuyou came out of the shower, he saw Fu Junheng waiting at the door, a little curious.Fu Junheng walked up to him, "Ayou, I'll blow your head too."

Wuyou: "...No, I'm not drunk."

"I'm drunk, I want to blow to you."

What is the logic?

Probably the logic of a drunkard!

Wuyou couldn't resist a drunk person, so he had to let Fu Junheng come.

While blowing his hair carefully, Fu Junheng didn't forget to blow his rainbow fart: "Ayou's hair is so beautiful, it's black and soft, just like Ayou, he is beautiful and kind-hearted."

Worriless: "..."

"Fu Shao, beauty is used to describe women."

"No, Ayou is the most beautiful, more beautiful than all people, no matter male or female."

"Fu Shao, your filter is too thick."

"This is probably the filter of love!"

Worriless: "..."

Forget it, don't argue with the drunk.

Before the New Year's Day, there was another episode of "Cohabitation Life" filming, and the location was still a small villa on the outskirts of C City.

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, almost reaching the coldest time of the year.However, although it can snow in City C, it doesn't have heating like in the north, and there are mostly rainy days, and winter is humid and cold.

It's cold outside, and it's also cold inside, all relying on air conditioning and a small sun for heating.

The shooting content of the variety show is basically the same. The program team found that the audience likes to watch their indoor interactions very much. They do housework together, bicker, chat, and even play poker live, and many fans watch it.

Moreover, these viewers don't like to watch the ambiguity between male and female guests, but like to watch them fight each other. No one remembers the original positioning of this show at all.Miao Qingqing had originally approached the program group and told her that she had settled on a relationship, but the program group finally kept her because the six guests of this program were all very popular.

"Cohabitation Life" got the attention they never expected, and even surpassed the season "Our Cohabitation Life" and "Star Games" that Wuyou participated in.

The program team was overjoyed, and made full use of every minute and every second to send some live benefits to fans from time to time.

After a day of filming, it was night again.It was raining and snowing again in City C today, they didn't shoot anything during the day, and they ate very early for dinner, after dinner Wen Haoxin yelled to play and run fast.

He has recently become obsessed with poker, and I heard that he practiced hard on his mobile phone every day, just to get rid of his shame on the show and win back the money he lost.

God knows that because he has a lot of foreign debts in the show, he deserves to do hard work to pay off the debts in the show. All the hard work is covered by him, and his life can be described as miserable.

But the audience seems to like to see him being bullied, even his fans don't feel sorry for him, and they laugh and laugh on his Weibo every day. His fans are too inconsiderate, and the only one who can be relied on is himself.

"I must fight a beautiful turnaround tonight, Xiaoyou, Brother Fu, you all come together!" Wen Haoxin invited.

"I'm not interested in poker, I've never played poker before." Wuyou declined politely.

"It's okay, I can teach you! It's good if you haven't played before. For beginners, you always have to pay a little tuition to learn. We are short of novices here."

These three female guests are all masters, so before playing poker, he could only lose. If a novice joins without worry, it would be a good choice, and finally he doesn't have to lose by himself.

"I'm not interested in learning either, you guys can play by yourself!" Wuyou said.

Wen Haoxin wanted to say something to keep him, but Miao Qingqing held him back, "Okay, Master Wuyou has to meditate every night, so don't disturb others' cultivation."

"Exactly! You think everyone looks like you are a night owl, pulling us disfigured to play cards with you, you have to remember to pay each of us three sisters a set of lady masks."

"Yes yes yes! Delay our beauty sleep!"

Both Hai Xiaoxi and Lulu joined Wen Haoxin's lineup, Wen Haoxin had to raise his hands in surrender in the end, he shouldn't have spoken, and now Wuyou's money hasn't been cheated, and he still has to be cheated by these three beauties.

"I'm so hard!"

Wen Haoxin let out a final sigh of soul.

Hai Xiaoxi's room is too small, and it's the bedroom of the female guest, so it's really not a good place to play cards. Everyone plays in the living room upstairs. You can also eat melons, drink water and eat some fruits, and the space is spacious.

Fu Junheng and Wuyou watched them play outside for a while, but they were really not interested, so they went back to the master bedroom together.

The large master bedroom was a bit colder than the outside. Fu Junheng turned on the air conditioner, and the two of them had no mobile phone to play with, so they had to wash up and lie down on the bed.

Probably because it was too early to go to bed, and there was no feeling of sleep for a while, Wuyou turned sideways and looked out the window in the dark night.

"Ayou~" Fu Junheng leaned over, hugged Wuyou tightly from the back, his lips seemed to linger between Wuyou's neck, and sometimes brushed Wuyou's skin, watching the person in his arms tremble with stimulation The cute reaction of stiffening up.

Wuyou: "...Young Master Fu doesn't need to hug me so tightly."

"I want to be closer to Ah You." Fu Junheng deliberately whispered into Wuyou's ear.

"If you hug me so tightly, I'll be crushed."

"Then turn around, I want to watch you sleep." Fu Junheng had to change another condition.

In order to avoid being suffocated to death by the drunk beside him in the middle of the night, Wuyou had no choice but to turn around and sleep face to face with Fu Junheng.

Fu Junheng watched him turn around, the corners of his lips involuntarily raised slightly, there was only dim light in the room, and he could vaguely see the outline of the person in front of him.

Fu Junheng's hand involuntarily touched Wuyou's face, his fingertips slid over the contours of his face, from the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, and finally lingered on those two moist and soft lips, lightly and sometimes heavily Backlog, full of color.

Wuyou couldn't bear it any longer, "Young Master Fu, do you think I'm dead?"

"Huh?" Fu Junheng heard the forbearance in Wuyou's tone, and became more and more proud, and said leisurely: "I didn't treat Ayou as a dead person, but I regarded Ayou as a Buddha."

"Then what are you doing now?" Wuyou asked.

Fu Junheng replied casually: "Blame God."

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a pain on the lips, and at the same time, the sweet fragrance permeated between the lips and teeth of the two, and there was a soft touch that made people deeply addicted.

On the contrary, Fu Junheng was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Wuyou to make such a move.

Wuyou noticed this brief moment of stupefaction, and he let go of the other party slightly, with a rare flirtatious and frivolous: "What? Fu Shao tried his best to seduce me, isn't that what he wants?"

Under the dim light, the bright black eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be more radiant, making people unable to figure it out, and the voice was also bewitching: "Young monk is a human being, and he is not good at cultivating the Tao, so he is not a god."

Fu Junheng's eyes darkened, and he felt that something was broken in his mind, and the demon seeds deeply planted in his heart quickly took root and sprouted, swallowing his reason.

He immediately turned over, kissed back, and regained control of the initiative.

Being pressed under him and kissing wildly stimulates Wuyou's adrenal glands, but Wuyou prefers to control the rhythm by himself, he doesn't like being taken away by others.Wuyou pressed Fu Junheng's shoulder, and he would not easily let Fu Junheng succeed, and fought back frantically.

In the dark night, the two of them twisted together on the bed, neither willing to let the other go.Two big men, one who had cultivated himself in his previous life, and the other who practiced taekwondo and judo since he was a child, but at this moment they secretly competed to conquer each other, and the head of the bed also shook a few times.

In the end, there was only a clicking sound, and the bed board broke down...

The room returned to silence, the two people looked at each other in the dark, and there was a knock on the door outside: "Brother Fu, Xiaoyou, what happened?"