After the down-and-out young master was worn [through the book]

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"I'm just stating the facts, I really didn't think about showing off." As he spoke, he arrived at the villa area, Fu Moqiu stopped the car, "We're home, let's go back."

"Aren't you going to sit down?" Su Xingyue asked tentatively.

"Did you forget that this is my house." Fu Moqiu threatened, "As long as I want to live, you can't stop me."

Fu Moqiu found the car and parked it next to the villa, pressed the fingerprint lock, and opened the door.

"Boss Fu, your path to becoming a professional spy should be very smooth." Su Xingyue really didn't know until now that Fu Moqiu can enter and leave this villa at will.

However, this should be the first time he has "rented" to Su Xing Echigo, and Fu Moqiu probably doesn't have any habit of peeping at other people's living quarters.

Moreover, he is not Su Leyun, so he is not worthy of Boss Fu's surveillance all day long.

"With such a big villa, wouldn't you be afraid to live alone?" Actually, when Fu Moqiu bought this villa, he didn't think it was too big.

But now, there is a little fox living in it.

The little fox would say that he didn't want to be alone and wanted someone to accompany him when he was drunk, but when he was sober, he seemed like a bystander from another world.

Sometimes, too awake, may miss some interesting things.

He's not yet old enough to be a real man.

People always say that when you arrive, you can do whatever you want, but after you have passed it, it is impossible for a person to suddenly understand everything.

That's just what people define, a moral bondage that they need to bind themselves with.

Time is also a function word. With the exchange of effort and money, time is also marked as "important".

"What do you want to do? Just say it." To get to know Fu Moqiu well, Su Xingyue must not only be able to keep the boss happy, but also know some things and learn to see the timing.

"I still have some things left here." Fu Moqiu continued to play tricks, maybe because he was too embarrassed to say this, "You didn't move the things in the master bedroom, did you?"

"No, I live in the second bedroom." Su Xingyue seemed to understand a little bit, "Do you want to come back and live?"

"It's relatively close to the company, and you don't have to wake up so early to live here..." Fu Moqiu was still talking.

The more Su Xing could see, Fu Moqiu was simply a duplicity kid who was very face-saving and had extremely poor language skills.

"Mr. Fu, I remember you reminded me just now that this is your house, do you remember?"

In an instant, Fu Moqiu's face turned red, as if his mind had been punctured, an apple.

It's rare, in the era when everyone is socially obsessed, it's really rare to have a cool cap with red earlobes.

"I'm going upstairs." Fu Moqiu turned his face away, afraid that Su Xingyue couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression, and ran away in embarrassment in three steps at a time.

He leaned against the wall and touched his face, feeling slightly hot.

He hadn't been to this villa for a long time, and he found a bathroom that was perfectly integrated with the villa. He washed his face by the sink, like a red apple soaked in water.

He was in his own villa, and it was a little awkward to say to his children that he "wanted to come back to live". He couldn't help but cast aside his spinelessness in his heart.

This is obviously Fu Moqiu's home, but Su Xingyue is more familiar with it than Fu Moqiu.

He didn't care about a certain Kugai who was having a fight with himself, took a pack of snacks from the small cabinet, and slumped on the sofa to check Weibo.

Even in the world of books, some microblogs are so unnutritious, such as: what color lipstick did so-and-so wear today, what style of clothes so-and-so wore today, what so-and-so ate today...

"What are you doing?" Fu Moqiu tidied up his appearance and confirmed that he looked very normal before he dared to go downstairs to find Su Xingyue.

"Browse Weibo." Su Xingyue replied.

"Why does it sound so boring." Listening to Fu Moqiu's words, there was a tone of "Don't sleep, don't sleep, wake up", "What do you usually do at home?"

Fu Moqiu was wearing a white sweater. At first glance, he looked like a college student. There were a few holes in the wide-leg pants, which might be a design feature.

"It's winter now, aren't you cold in this?"

Fu Moqiu obviously knew what Su Xingyue was talking about, looked down at his pair of pants, and said coldly, "I'm not cold."

"I'm not bored." Su Xingyue turned around and changed to a paralyzed place.

"Da da da", Fu Moqiu went upstairs to change into a pair of regular trousers. At least, there were no holes in them, and Su Xingyue collapsed again.

In fact, Fu Moqiu's actions can be regarded as a kind of connivance, but it's just that other people won't have this kind of treatment.

Even when he lived with his parents before, he would sometimes have a temper. He would ignore Fu's mother's words and come and go. Fu's mother didn't care what Fu Moqiu was wearing.

This is the first time for him to change his favorite outfit for one person.It’s not that I like it so much, I can only say that it’s one of his styles.

"Are you hungry? Do you want supper?" Su Xingyue greeted Fu Moqiu.

"You know how to cook?" Fu Moqiu didn't know that Su Xingyue had this hidden skill, "Do we have ingredients here?"

After a while, he glanced at Su Xingyue in the kitchen again: "Are you sure you don't need to order takeaway?"

Annoyed by Fu Moqiu's repeated questions, Su Xingyue simply drove him out of the kitchen, "I cook at least well-cooked ones. If you like it, you'll be overwhelmed if you don't eat it."

Su Xingyue has his own life skills, but he only knows a few fixed dishes, and the others are useless as soon as he cooks.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, braised pork with delicious flavors, a plate of cabbage with soy sauce, and a small half pot of lean meat and millet porridge.

Just enough food for the two of them grown men.

"I didn't even know you could cook." Maybe it's because usually no one will deliberately make things difficult for Young Master Su to go down to earth to cook a dish, so there is no such thing in Fu Moqiu's information.

"There's still a lot you don't know." Su Xing laughed.

"Next week, the Du family will have a cruise party." Fu Moqiu's words reminded Su Xingyue and himself.

In her previous life, Su Leyun met her true son "Du Liqiao" here. At this time, Du Liqiao was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in her family.

Fu Moqiu still clearly remembers that when he first saw him, he was in bad shape, always hunched over, and looked malnourished.

Who would have thought that such a person would turn Fu Moqiu against the general in the end.

But now, Fu Moqiu won't let Du Liqiao go because of Su Leyun's weakness and pleading. If he doesn't relax, can a little Du Liqiao still climb on top of him?

Fu Moqiu didn't believe it.

Su Xingyue may know more than Fu Moqiu. After all, this kind of novel is very focused on describing the protagonist. He even knows how Du Liqiao dismantled the Du family step by step.

It is so terrifying, for Du Liqiao, the original text is written like this: "He is a mouse crawling out of the gutter, desperately hoping to start a turmoil on his own, he will grab a ray of sunlight, even if it is just white and ruthless bright."

Listening to it at first, I felt that the protagonist Gong was very much like a cool male protagonist with a male frequency, but he also suffered a lot from his grievances, and some of them even made people feel distressed just looking at them.

"Are you going?" Su Xingyue still didn't want Fu Moqiu and the protagonist Gong Shou to be entangled, and only wanted Fu Moqiu to stay away from them, the farther the better.

"Many people are going, including the ones you saw today. They are all seniors in the shopping mall," Fu Moqiu argued, "I'm a newcomer, but I will be scolded for playing big names."

Su Xingyue rolled his eyes in his heart, and said to himself, who would dare to scold you!

But he still pretended not to care, and asked, "When are you going?"

"Are you going? The Su family probably won't let you be their representative." Fu Moqiu told the cruel but reasonable truth.

"Are you going to take me with you?" Although Su Xingyue was terrified in his heart, he still decided to go for Fu Moqiu's sake.

At the end of the midnight snack time, Fu Moqiu was in charge of packing up, and Su Xingyue was lying there again typing.

"Go to bed quickly, don't you have to go to the set tomorrow?"

Hearing Fu Moqiu's voice, Su Xingyue suddenly became excited. He was so absorbed in writing that he even forgot that there were other people in this house.

Su Xingyue voted for him: Can you keep your high and cold personality, don't talk so much.

Fu Moqiu ruthlessly returned his gaze.

As a last resort, Su Xingyue hugged the laptop by himself, and was about to go back to the room and stay alone.

But for some reason, today's Fu Moqiu is particularly clingy: "Where are you going?"

"Go back to sleep." Su Xingyue, who had lied, blushed and heartbeat.

"With your posture, are you going back to sleep?"

"uh-huh."

"I won't urge you anymore, you just write here, and I will accompany you."

Suddenly, Su Xingyue felt warm in his heart, and he didn't feel that Fu Moqiu had any influence on him during this meeting.

After Su Xingyue wrote enough manuscripts to save, he stood up tremblingly, his legs were a little numb.

Although Fu Moqiu was helpless, he carried him upstairs, and the two said goodbye at the stairs.

The next day, Su Xingyue got up on time and was sent to the set by Fu Moqiu.

"Hi!" Si Kongxiao was arguably the most active joker on the entire set, "You're the second one to arrive today!!!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Su Xing said perfunctorily.

"Xiao Su, Brother Xiao, come here!" The screenwriter came out of the glass room, "I remember you all read the original, right?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Si Kongxiao gradually let go.

When he first met Si Kongxiao, Su Xingyue really thought that he was a very cold actor, but who knew that this person turned out to be a hidden comedian.

"Come here and help me read the heroine's script." The screenwriter pointed out a plot.

That was the story of the confession of the hero and heroine in the Fengxue Mountain Temple.

"You are as unique as the moon."

"So good that I want to be close to you."

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