Mr. Fu's cuteness is super sweet

Han Zhou was going to make up at seven o'clock in the morning.

Lin Qiuqiu came out of his room at 06:30, planning to wake Han Zhou up.

At the door of Han Zhou's room, he saw Fu Shiyu standing outside the door.

He leaned lazily against the wall, lowered his head, and seemed to have his eyes closed. Even though he looked casual, he still had an outstanding temperament.

"Boss Fu?" Lin Qiuqiu stepped forward, a little strange.

This early in the morning, why is Mr. Fu here?

Hearing the sound, Fu Shiyu opened his eyes and looked up at Lin Qiuqiu.

Probably because he hadn't slept all the time, Fu Shiyu had a look of tiredness on his face.

"When did you come, Mr. Fu?" Lin Qiuqiu asked.

Fu Shiyu: "Not long."

With that said, he raised his wrist and looked at the time, "It's about half an hour."

"Come so early?" Lin Qiuqiu was a little surprised, "Then why didn't you go in?"

Fu Shiyu said: "He shouldn't be up yet?"

"So you just stood here for half an hour?" Lin Qiuqiu asked weakly.

"Ah."

Lin Qiuqiu: "!!"

The big president of the dignified F Group stood at the door for half an hour without complaint in order not to wake up his beloved one to sleep.

What kind of fairy love did she get!

? (??`)?;

So impressed!

"I'm about to wake Brother Zhou up." Lin Qiuqiu said, "I'm going to make up for the crew at seven o'clock."

Lin Qiuqiu gave the room card to Fu Shiyu: "Then Mr. Fu, go and ask Brother Zhou to get up!"

"Okay." Fu Shiyu took the room card, opened the door and entered the room.

Han Zhou was still sleeping, sleeping soundly, Fu Shiyu had already walked to his bedside, and he didn't respond.

Fu Shiyu sat down beside Han Zhou's bed, reached out and pinched Han Zhou's face.

After pinching it, there was no response, so Fu Shiyu pinched it again.

Han Zhou's small face is full of collagen, like a soft candy, it feels great when pinched.

Finally, Han Zhou sensed something, frowned, snorted unhappily, stretched out his hand to caress his face, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Fu Shiyu smiled, leaned over and lowered his head, and kissed Han Zhou on the cheek.

After the kiss, he whispered in Han Zhou's ear, "Honey, get up."

"Hmm... um?" Han Zhou opened his eyes and looked at Fu Shiyu sleepily. He probably woke up suddenly, but his consciousness was not fully awake yet, and he was still in a rather dazed state.

He stared at Fu Shiyu for a long time before saying, "Ayu?"

"En." Fu Shiyu responded softly, with a very gentle voice, and patted Han Zhou's head lovingly.

Han Zhou still had sleepiness in his voice, and whispered, "Ayu, did I dream about you?"

"Yeah, you dreamed about me." Fu Shiyu said.

"Why did you come into my dream?" Han Zhou said with a small mouth, unhappy, "You didn't tell me when you were on a business trip, I'm very upset, and you still came into my dream."

Hearing this, Fu Shiyu felt sorry, "I'm sorry, I won't do this again next time, don't be unhappy, huh?"

"That won't work." Han Zhou pouted, "I can't control my unhappiness."

"Really?" Fu Shiyu chuckled helplessly, "Then are you happy that you dreamed of me?"

"Yeah." Han Zhou nodded, "Then I'm happy with this one."

"After that, you will dream of me every day, okay?" Fu Shiyu said again.

Han Zhou nodded again, "Then I can only dream of you if you come to my dreams every day."