Perfect Two

Seeing the wind, Su Minglin swayed the rudder, slid his hand in mid-air, and abruptly handed the medicinal cotton swab to the back: "Brother, you came back just in time. The little boss's mouth is rotten, and you have good eyes, so you can help him." medicine."

Fu Zhou put the key on the cabinet, walked over with a frown, "How could the mouth be rotten?"

"Eat in the afternoon..."

"It's on fire!"

Cheng Xirong stopped Su Minglin's words and gasped after he finished speaking: "Am I deficient in vitamins? The corner of my mouth just rotted, and it hurts a bit. Is this a D or something?"

Fu Zhou went to the bathroom to wash his hands.Cheng Xirong smacked Su Minglin's chest with his elbow: "Don't talk nonsense! Your elder brother is a little confused now, let him know, he will not let me eat meat for a month."

Su Minglin bowed his waist and didn't avoid it, he groaned and rubbed his chest: "Are you still afraid of him?"

"I'm afraid there will be no meat to eat!"

"He said he wouldn't give you food, so are you so obedient?"

"You talk a lot?"

Cheng Xirong wanted to beat Su Minglin.Fu Zhou has already returned, and his brows tightened: "What are you guys doing?"

Su Minglin immediately took three steps back, keeping a distance from Cheng Xirong: "No. Does the little boss need to buy some vitamin supplements?"

Fu Zhou took a cotton swab again, dipped it in erythromycin and approached Cheng Xirong: "No need. Mutton and chili are enough."

Cheng Xirong was startled, and just about to speak, Fu Zhou pinched his jaw.Fu Zhou picked up Cheng Xirong's head, bent down slightly, and the man fell down.

Up and down, they are very close, and their breaths are all intertwined.Cheng Xirong's thoughts suddenly scattered, and he remembered which drama he had filmed such a scene in before.But it was he who took the initiative, bent over to the front of the heroine, and wiped a sesame seed off the corner of her mouth.

And then...of course a kiss.The atmosphere is just right, and kissing is also a matter of course.

It's not right now, is it?There are others!

Cheng Xirong rolled his eyes and glanced in Su Minglin's direction.He couldn't move his head, and his big eyes were wide open, making the whites of his eyes more clear.Fu Zhou pressed the cotton swab to his mouth, using light force.Cheng Xirong's gaze immediately moved back, and he yelled, "It hurts! Take it easy!"

"Look at what?"

As Fu Zhou asked, he had already applied the ointment and straightened his body.He conveniently threw the cotton swab into the trash can and turned to clean up the alcohol on the coffee table.

Leftover Cheng Xirong stood there baring his teeth, wanting to kick Fu Zhou from behind.

It's really good at destroying the atmosphere, it doesn't follow the script at all!

Really... Bai was worried in advance.The bunch of solutions to the light bulbs in my mind failed instantly, completely worthless.

Thinking about it this way, a person with Fu Zhou's personality should be much more restrained and cautious than himself.I feel that it would be embarrassing and a little shameful to be seen intimately.Then Fu Zhou would definitely not be able to accept it.

He would act recklessly in private, but he was stimulated enough before breaking out of bounds once.The rest of the time has been rational and clear, not impulsive.

My own overthinking series.

Cheng Xirong turned around and collapsed on the sofa, lazily guessing a turtle pillow, and asked Fu Zhou to give him the script.Su Minglin couldn't see it, and went to the porch to get his bag: "Are you so lazy at home?"

"I'm not lazy, I don't have the strength to move."

"Good excuse."

Fu Zhou was cooking in the kitchen, and came out half a step too late. Seeing that Cheng Xirong had already taken his bag, he didn't go out again.It was Su Minglin who saw him coming out, and said first, "Brother, look at how you've spoiled him? He doesn't even want to take two steps!"

"He has no energy."

Su Minglin: "..."

Is it negotiated?It's time to spread the grain, isn't it?Are you going to start dog abuse?

Fu Zhou fried a plate of rice, made a bowl of egg drop soup, and brought them to the living room.Cheng Xirong asked for water, he put down the plate and went back to the kitchen.Su Minglin was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to remember to comment: "Brother, your service is really good."

Cheng Xirong gave him a sideways look, but continued to read the script without saying a word.

Fu Zhou served Cheng Xirong the leftover egg drop soup, and when he came out, he explained: "He is also struggling in the production during the day, but you can't see it."

Su Minglin was a little surprised: "Are you really tired? So serious?"

Cheng Xirong thought it was funny: "Otherwise I'm just pretending? I really have no energy, and I don't want to move when I lie down."

Fu Zhou gave him the egg drop soup and went back to eat his own meal: "Of course, there are exaggerations. He is lazy even when he is in good health."

Cheng Xirong: "...Can you not tear things down? You will never be able to experience the feeling of having more than enough energy but not enough energy. I never thought that being sick would be so embarrassing, and everything would be restricted."

Su Minglin said honestly: "I really don't understand... Senior brother keeps asking me to spread your scenes, and I thought it was because he was too competitive and it was unnecessary."

Cheng Xirong immediately changed his words: "Actually, there is no problem with filming, a few more scenes are fine!"

Fu Zhou: "No."

Cheng Xirong curled his lips and continued to read the script.Turning over two pages, Cheng Xirong suddenly remembered: "How do you know I ate mutton!?"

"It smells like hot pot."

Cheng Xirong didn't take a shower when he came back.Originally, I wanted to wait for Su Minglin to wash before washing, but I really didn't want to move on the sofa, and I wished that someone would carry me into the sink for a rinse.

Cheng Xirong raised his arm and smelled it himself, and it seemed to have a smell.But he still quibbles: "I ate hot pot, but I didn't eat chili!"

Fu Zhou was putting fried rice into his mouth, but he stopped when he heard the words: "Eating hot pot without chili is equivalent to not eating it."

Su Minglin exclaimed in surprise: "The little boss also said the same!"

I want you to talk too much!So actively do what! ?Cheng Xirong slandered, and then added: "I didn't say it, someone said it."

Fu Zhou nodded: "Yes, it's someone."

Su Minglin was at a loss: "Who is it?"

No one answered.Su Minglin said, don't come here to stay overnight in the future! Being abused three times in 10 minutes, there is no way for a single dog to survive here!

After the meal, Fu Zhou asked Su Minglin if he had used the bathtub.Su Minglin didn't know what he meant, and said blankly: "No, I just took a shower."

Cheng Xirong put down the script: "Give me hot water."

Fu Zhou said "No", got up and went to the bathroom.It wasn't until he came out to ask Cheng Xirong to take a bath that Su Minglin realized that he had been stuffed with dog food again.

Cheng Xirong went to take a bath.Su Minglin watched Fu Zhou clean up the dishes, and chatted with him next to him: "I found out that you have a perfect understanding with the little boss now."

Fu Zhou didn't respond.

Su Minglin said again: "I'll be your CP fan after two more days!"

Fu Zhou put the tablecloth into the sink: "Are you free?"

Su Minglin chuckled: "Brother, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with the little boss now?"

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