Superstar Rebirth: The Actor is a Million

After taking the princess for granted, Fu Chao found to his surprise that he had become numb and would not feel awkward at all.

And Wen Yang looked less burly than him, but hugging him, who was about 1.8 meters tall, could be described as easy as pie.

After getting along for a few days, Fu Chao became more and more suspicious of his position.

So with a serious face, he posted anonymously on the Internet and asked—"I am a gong, but what should I do if I find out that my lover is also a gong?"

After knowing that he likes Wenyang, he sneaked into the "Chaoyang CP" fan group, so he has a better understanding of some professional terms.

Oh, he also opened a trumpet to hang out in other CP fan groups, so that he can keep abreast of the fans' dynamics, and by the way, secretly poked these cult fans crazy Amway "Chaoyang".

Even Ke Ke, who is as stupid as a wall, can't imagine that President Fu, who looks aloof and cold, is actually such a person.

There was no emotion on Fu Chaojun's face, his phoenix eyes were habitually narrowed, and there was a sneer on his lips.

Compared with chasing after your lover, face and image are not important anymore.

This is still the motto of that playboy Zhang Junheng.

Fu Chao felt that although he was unreliable, he was right in saying some things.

But in just one hour, there were many more replies under the post.

[Chrysanthemums bursting all over the mountain: As the saying goes, when two attacks meet, there must be an attack. If you can ask this kind of question, I think the probability of the host being the one below is higher. 】

[Eat cute and grow up: Seeing this question, I actually feel like a wolf's blood is boiling. The upstairs holds the claws. Our heroes see the same thing. 】

[Aunt Shanjie Renyi: What's the trouble with this, mutual attack is the best solution. 】

Fu Chao flipped through the reply, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and someone even popularized the most comfortable position between two men.

The key is that he takes it very seriously.

After dinner at night, Wen Yang sent him upstairs, just as he was about to pick him up and put him on the bed like a few days ago.

"I want to take a bath." Fu Chao's eyes moved, and he said to Wen Yang.

In the past few days, he simply wiped his body. Since the plaster was not removed, he didn't even change his pants.

When he mentioned to Wen Yang that he wanted to take a bath, an unspeakable excitement suddenly rose in his heart, as if a wave was beating against his heart.

Even, deep in my heart, there is still some inexplicable expectation.

I thought Wen Yang would be embarrassed when he heard this, but he just pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "That's right, it must be hard not to take a bath all the time."

"Wait." He said and went to the bathroom.

The sound of running water came from inside, and because the bathroom door was open, I could hear it clearly.

When he came out of the bathroom, Fu Chao said calmly, "It may not be convenient for me."

He frowned and glanced at his feet, pursed his lips tightly, with a little disappointment on his face.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Yang felt even more guilty, stepped forward to hold his hand, and squatted in front of him: "I am here."

The originally high-spirited man was invincible in the mall, but now he was injured because of him, and he couldn't even do the trivial thing of taking a bath by himself.

Fu Chao must be very sad.

The more Wen Yang thinks like this, the more guilty he feels.

"I have no regrets." Fu Chaofan held his hand, staring at him with deep phoenix eyes, telling how serious and focused he was at this moment.

He was afraid that Wen Yang would cause a misunderstanding, so he told him his thoughts so anxiously.

Even if he blocked the knife for Wen Yang, he never regretted it.

He has lived a life of rich clothes and good food since he was a child, and has a super learning ability. Apart from Xu Fang and Zhang Junheng, he has almost no sincere friends around him.

And the two of them stuck together by themselves, like dog skin plasters that couldn't be shaken off.

Because he matured mentally early, his heart is as calm as water. Even his mother said that he is too cold in his bones, and it will be difficult to find someone who will stay with him for a lifetime in the future.

From very early on, his mother worried about his life-long events.

However, he has never been tempted by anyone.

Until he gradually got to know Wen Yang, from being curious at the beginning to slowly fascinated, he found that his calm heart suddenly set off waves and waves.

It was a kind of love that went from light to strong, and became more and more fragrant like wine, until today it was out of control.

"The water has been placed, you can take a bath." Wen Yang moved his fingers, broke away from his hand, stood up and said.

Get behind him and push him into the bathroom.

At this moment, the boy's heart was not at peace.

The water in the bathtub was already less than half full. After Wen Yang turned off the water, he stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, turned his head and said, "It's a little hot now, but it should be about the same after you take off your clothes and go in."

"Yeah." Fu Chao looked away from the bathtub, and a blush appeared on the base of his ears.

Looking at the flickering look in his eyes, he must have thought of some yellow waste.

Wen Yang thought he was shy, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "They are all men, there is nothing to be shy about."

As he spoke, he reached out to unbutton Fu Chao's shirt.

At this time, he obviously regarded Fu Chao as an injured patient who couldn't take care of himself, forgetting that Fu Chao injured his feet, not his hands.

Fu Chao didn't refuse either, and only used some strength to hold the armrest of the wheelchair. His slender finger joints protruded, revealing the tension in his heart at this time.

When he was a child and gave his acceptance speech in front of many cameras, he was never so nervous.

The plaster cast on his right foot could not be removed for the time being, and the wound could not touch water, so Wen Yang simply took a pair of scissors and cut open his trousers.

Fu Chao can be said to be a standard male model figure, with just the right amount of muscular strength, an inverted triangle in the golden ratio, well-proportioned bones and clear texture.

Wen Yang's eyes fell on the fig leaf around his waist, and he felt embarrassed to help him take it off.

"They're all men, there's nothing to be shy about." Fu Chao looked at him with a half-smile, teasing him with what he said before.

Wen Yang coughed lightly: "En."

In order to alleviate the slightly awkward atmosphere, when he stretched out the scissors, he joked: "You can imagine me as an elder, so you won't be ashamed."

It is only natural for the elders of their own parents to take care of the younger ones.

What he wanted to say was to let Fu Chao take him as his father, but he thought it was not polite, so he changed the way of saying it.

Speaking of his actual age in his previous life, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the elder of Fu Chao.

Fu Chao's smile paused: "Don't bother, it's just you."

He took the initiative to open his hand and let Wen Yang carry him into the bathtub.

There wasn't much water in it, so it wouldn't soak the cast on his right foot.

"Can you?" Wen Yang picked up the towel and handed it to him.

Fu Chao nodded, he wanted to say it was not a good idea, but that seemed too deliberate.

Because his hands are healthy.

Wen Yang stood aside, and after he finished washing, he turned on the shower for him to rinse off the shower gel bubbles on his body.

The water wet the ground, and some white foam floated up.

Wen Yang opened the water valve in the bathtub, let the water run out, and then helped Fu Chao wipe off the water stains on his body.

Just when he was about to take Fu Chao out, a small accident happened.