Always taken a fancy to by dog ​​bloody paranoid male characters [Quick Transmigration]

After the banquet, Fu Sheng followed Shi Qiu to the inner courtyard again. The inner courtyard was brightly lit. At night, it looked a bit like an ancient courtyard in TV dramas.

Shi Qiu walked in front of Fu Sheng to lead him the way, his body swayed slightly, humming an unknown song, and dancing a few times from time to time, one could clearly feel his happiness.

"Grandpa is very nice," Shi Qiu suddenly turned around and started walking backwards, with a smile on his lips, his eyes looked a little bright under the light, "Don't worry, Grandpa will definitely like you."

Fu Sheng responded, but felt a little strange in his heart.

It feels a bit like a son-in-law meeting his parents.

Shi Qiu lowered his eyes, fixed his eyes on the fallen leaves on the ground, and murmured in a low voice: "You are so kind, everyone who sees you will definitely like you..."

"What?" His voice was a little low, and Fu Sheng couldn't hear it clearly for a while.

Shi Qiu raised his head again and smiled: "It's nothing."

After speaking, he turned around directly, not giving Fu Sheng another chance to observe his expression.

When Fu Sheng came in the afternoon, he didn't observe carefully. Although the outside looked a bit old, the inside was not bad.

As soon as Fu Sheng entered the door, he saw Mr. Shi sitting on the wooden chair opposite and drinking tea.

"Grandpa!" Shi Qiu called out excitedly, and ran over in small steps, "I brought Brother Fu Sheng."

As soon as he heard the voice, he saw his grandson running towards him with excitement on his face, and a smile could not help but appear on Old Man Shi's serious face.

He raised his hand and touched Shi Qiu's head, then looked at Fu Sheng: "Here we come."

Fu Sheng stood in front of him and bowed slightly: "Hello."

Fu Sheng was wearing an ironed black suit, standing upright, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, unlike those young people outside who wanted to curry favor with him.

Old Master Shi nodded in satisfaction: "What are you doing standing up, sit down."

Fu Sheng sat down on the sofa beside him, and Shi Qiu immediately sat beside him.

Noticing Fu Sheng's glance at him, Shi Qiu smiled at him with his teeth narrowed.

Because Mr. Shi was present, Fu Sheng could only curl the corners of his lips quietly.

"You young people like sofas," Old Man Shi suddenly said, interrupting the inexplicable atmosphere between them, "I'm really old, and the sofa feels light when I sit on it, and it's uncomfortable no matter how I sit on it."

Shi Qiu frowned and looked at Old Master Shi: "Grandpa, you are not old, you still want to watch me get married!"

Hearing the word "marriage", Fu Sheng was slightly stunned, and then said to Mr. Shi: "Mr. Shi, you are joking. No one outside knows that your momentum is still the same as before."

Old Master Shi picked up his teacup and took a sip, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes behind the cup.

After putting down the cup, he cleared his throat and asked, "I heard that you knew Xiao Qiu before?"

Fu Sheng thought about it for a while, and replied: "I accidentally hit him before, and I got to know him after going back and forth."

Shi Qiu laughed, and turned to Fu Sheng, "I'm fine, don't worry about it."

Shi Qiu's soft and tender face was completely white, without leaving the slightest trace.

Seeing his awkward posture, a smile flashed in Fu Sheng's eyes, and he moved his fingers slightly to raise his hand to poke him, but he could only give up because of the presence of Mr. Shi.

In the end, all he said was, "Fortunately, it's all right."

Several people chatted for a while, Old Man Shi got up first, rubbed his waist, and said with obvious sleepiness in his voice, "You guys play, I, an old man, should go to sleep, my body can't bear it anymore."

Fu Sheng hurriedly got up and reached out to help, but Old Master Shi waved his hand and refused.

"No need, the room is only a few steps away, I can do it by myself, you two young people can play."

Seeing the figure of old man Shi disappear into the living room, Fu Sheng also turned to face Shi Qiu: "Since old man went to rest, I will go back first."

"See you next time."

After Fu Sheng finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but he felt a slight tugging sensation at the corner of his clothes.

Fu Sheng looked down.

It was Shi Qiu who grabbed the hem of his clothes, his fingers were clenched tightly, and the fingertips were a little white.

The two looked at each other in silence, after a while, Fu Sheng heard Shi Qiu's voice in the empty living room.

"I don't want you to go..."

Fu Sheng looked at him and didn't answer.

Shi Qiu licked his lips, and the small Adam's apple on his neck rolled slightly.

"I want to stay with you a little longer."

"... just for a while, okay?"

Shi Qiu's eyes were wet, like a deer that couldn't find a home.

Seeing that Fu Sheng didn't answer, Shi Qiu bit his lower lip again, shook the hand holding Fu Sheng's clothes a few times, and said coquettishly, "Are you okay..."

After doing all this, Shi Qiu immediately lowered his head, and his ears, which could not be covered by his hair, were dyed an eye-catching red.

Fu Sheng curled the corner of his mouth quietly, then quickly retracted it, pretending to be a little embarrassed and replied: "...Okay."

"Really?" Hearing his answer, Shi Qiu immediately looked up, with some surprise in his eyes, "Really?"

After raising his head, Fu Sheng saw the expression on Shi Qiu's face more clearly.

Shi Qiu's cheeks were also pink, and even his neck and a small part of his collarbone were stained, like cream mixed with color.

Fu Sheng nodded: "Really."

The smile on Shi Qiu's face was even wider, and he grabbed Fu Sheng's hand and wanted to go out.

"Then let's go to my room and play."

There was an uncontrollable small chuckle from behind.

Only then did Shi Qiu suddenly come back to his senses, realizing what he had just said.

As if he had touched a piece of hot potato, he quickly let go of Fu Sheng's hand, and the redness on his face became more obvious, as if he had just finished a marathon.

"I..." Shi Qiu kept rolling his eyes, glancing to the left and to the right, but he refused to fall on Fu Sheng, "I don't, I don't mean anything else, you, don't misunderstand."

Fu Sheng said with a smile, "What's the misunderstanding?"

Shi Qiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Misunderstandings, misunderstandings..."

Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile: "Who are those?"

"..."

Shi Qiu raised his head suddenly, and looked at him angrily: "You know it! You just want me to tell you on purpose!"

The smile on Fu Sheng's face widened, his cold facial features softened a little under the softening of the smile, and even the eyes that looked at Shi Qiu were a little imperceptibly spoiled.

He patted Shi Qiu's head lightly: "Why do children think so much, you need to be healthy."

Shi Qiu pulled his palm down and clenched it tightly, and said firmly, "I'm not a child anymore, I'm almost twenty!"

Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "I heard that I'm only 18."

The corners of Shi Qiu's eyes drooped, and he looked a little disappointed: "That's... someone else remembered it wrong."

Pay attention to the subtle expressions on his face. The smile on Fu Sheng's face has also dissipated a lot.

His fingers held in Shi Qiu's palm moved slightly, gently scratching Shi Qiu's palm.

The corner of Shi Qiu's mouth rose a little, and then quickly pressed down.

Fu Sheng's thoughts changed, and he scratched lightly a few more times.

The corner of Shi Qiu's mouth rose again, but this time he couldn't hold it down, he could only look at Fu Sheng and whisper, "Itch..."

Fu Sheng kept moving his hands, until Shi Qiu begged him for mercy while laughing and then stopped.

Shi Qiu half leaned on Fu Sheng's body, with tears in his eyes, his body floated slightly with his breathing, and his hands became a little hot and moist from laughing.

Shi Qiu obviously also noticed this situation, and just as he let go of his palm, Fu Sheng held it back.

Shi Qiu looked up at Fu Sheng in surprise, and whispered, "I'm sweating."

Fu Sheng lowered his eyes: "I don't despise you."

Fu Sheng saw the corner of Shi Qiu's mouth twitch uncontrollably, and then was pushed back to the original place by himself.

On the way back to the room, I bumped into the nanny at home, looking at Shi Qiu with a smile on his face, the nanny asked jokingly: "What good thing happened to the young master, so happy?"

Shi Qiu pursed his lips, pretending to be calm: "It's nothing."

The nanny noticed Fu Sheng behind him again, and said hello: "Hello."

Fu Sheng nodded politely.

The nanny whispered as she walked down: "This is the first time for the young master to bring someone home in such a long time. It seems that our young master has made friends. It's great..."

The nanny's voice gradually disappeared with his footsteps, and Shi Qiu's face gradually became a little embarrassed.

He muttered softly: "Speak up!"

"I think it's pretty good." Fu Sheng raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, and with the other hand he pushed open the door and pulled him in. "I didn't expect that I was the first one you brought back. It's really an honor."

Shi Qiu snorted softly and sat down on the bed angrily.

Fu Sheng smiled and sat beside him, stroking his back in a smooth manner.

Suddenly, Fu Sheng's movements froze in mid-air, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

Noticing his state, Shi Qiu turned his head puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Sheng replied, "Nothing."

It was really nothing, but Fu Sheng suddenly remembered something.

"This is the first time the young master has brought someone home." Isn't this sentence only used by the overlord in the ancient gossip?

...is the role reversed?

Just as Fu Sheng was about to call out 106 to ask why, Shi Qiu's voice sounded again.

Shi Qiu looked at him excitedly: "Shall we watch a movie?"

Hearing this, Fu Sheng immediately came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: "Okay."

The Shi family treats Shi Qiu very well, as can be seen from watching the movie.

Next to Shi Qiu's room is the entertainment room, which is well-equipped, not only movie equipment, but even the game consoles available on the market are the same, there is absolutely no duplication.

The entertainment room is very clean, and it can be seen that few people use it here, and many game consoles have not been unpacked.

Noticing Fu Sheng's gaze, Shi Qiu rubbed his nose and explained, "This place is too big, and I always feel uncomfortable by myself, so I seldom come here."

Fu Sheng gave a "hmm" and said, "You can call me next time if you want to play."

"Then tomorrow—" Shi Qiu raised his head abruptly, and in the middle of speaking, he felt a little urgent.

After a pause, he continued: "I still want to watch a movie tomorrow, can I call you?"

A joking smile flashed across Fu Sheng's eyes, and he shook his head: "Not tomorrow."

Shi Qiu was a little disappointed: "The day after tomorrow?"

"Not the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow?"

"No."

"The day after tomorrow?"

"No."

"..."

Shi Qiu lowered his head and muttered embarrassingly: "Don't you just say you want to play? Talking doesn't count!"

Seeing the corners of his mouth drooping, Fu Sheng purposely remained silent, and only spoke again when Shi Qiu couldn't help but look up at him indignantly.

"I lied to you."

"You can play whenever you want, but after I get off work."

The author has something to say:

What's going on, Mr. Fu, the subject is right in front of me and I have to wait until I get off work [pointing and pointing]

I saw the comments of treasurers, but the manuscript box of the stupid author is empty, and I will strive for more code points in the future =3=