The correct way to open the fake master

Before that, he gave his second uncle Fu a "big man" to calm his anger.

However, the idea is beautiful, but the height is not enough.

Gu Yuan's operation was as fierce as a tiger, "Big Fierce One" did not have a hunk, only "Xiaojiao Ling" threw himself into his arms on his feet.

Fu Sheng couldn't help laughing.

Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged Gu Yuan's waist, and let Gu Yuan hold him down for a while, then took his time to counterattack, pinched the back of Gu Yuan's head, and slowly collected enough interest.

Looking down at the little boyfriend who was lying in his arms and limp into a ball, Fu Sheng kissed the corners of Gu Yuan's crimson eyes, and smiled lowly: "I don't want to watch the show anymore." He wanted to take a look at his little boyfriend carefully.

Gu Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The brain that was stupefied by his second uncle Fu slowly resumed functioning, and his eyes that glistened with water were gradually stained with joy. Gu Yuan responded to his second uncle Fu's "taste and stop", and his mind that had not yet fully recovered was thinking about " Watching the exhibition", subconsciously acted like a baby: "Husband, the child wants to see it."

Fu Sheng: "..."

The little boyfriend moaned and groaned, and his words were kissed intermittently, even a little vaguely, but Fu Sheng still accurately captured the delicate and soft "husband".

It's almost forcing him not to be a human being.

Fu Sheng turned around abruptly with his arms around Gu Yuan, trapped the arrogant and coquettish spirit in his arms, and leaned against the wall, struggling to restrain the crazily yelling restlessness in his heart, and held his swollen lips unresistingly, ruthlessly After a fierce attack on the city, he stopped at the verge of losing control: "Boyfriend, did I remind you? Don't hook me if you don't want to grow up, huh?"

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It's really not an intentional hook, it's just an inertial operation that was pulled out before.

Gu Yuan looked at his Uncle Fu's particularly deep eyes, nodded cowardly, struggled weakly, blushed and glanced at Uncle Fu's Zhongsan Road, Qiqi Ai: "Little, Uncle, you ……Um."

Fu Sheng smiled.

Kissing the corners of Gu Yuan's eyes, took a step back politely, turned around and leaned against the wall next to Gu Yuan, put his shoulders on Gu Yuan, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, stared at the residual light between the child's brows and eyes from the corner of his eyes. In the spring spirit, he whispered with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Gu Yuan: "..."

There is really no need to say sorry for this "disrespect".

I suspect that Uncle Fu did it on purpose, but I have no proof.

Unexpectedly, remembering the touch just now, Gu Yuan's face was on fire, and he turned his head in embarrassment. He suddenly realized that he was too cowardly to have the aura of "big fierceness", and turned back aggressively, staring fiercely at the second uncle Fu. , took away the cigarette that Uncle Fu was holding in his mouth, and took a strong puff.

"Cough, cough, cough cough..."

He is used to smoking fine cigarettes, but he is not used to smoking Fu Erjiu's cigarettes.

The puff just now was too violent, and it choked directly into his throat, making Gu Yuan cough for a while.

Fu Sheng couldn't laugh or cry.

He took the cigarette that Gu Yuan held between his fingers, put it in his mouth, folded his arms, brought Gu Yuan into his arms, patted Gu Yuan's back gently, and scolded with a smile: "What's the hurry?"

"Cough, cough..."

Gu Yuan lay in Fu Sheng's arms and coughed for a while, he lost all charming thoughts, and couldn't help complaining angrily, "Isn't it all your fault?!"

"Okay, it's all my uncle's fault..."

At this time, you must not argue with Xiaozuo carefully, just follow along.

Fu Sheng smiled and coaxed the little boyfriend for a while, completely calming down the restlessness in his heart, and slowly helped Gu Yuan tidy up the somewhat messy light gray suit, "Let's go, uncle will accompany you to the exhibition."

Gu Yuan rubbed his burning face, glared at Fu Sheng, and couldn't help laughing again.

When going downstairs, Gu Yuan intentionally took two steps behind, seeing the opportunity for his second uncle Fu to step down the last step, suddenly jumped on his second uncle Fu's back, put his arms around his second uncle Fu's neck, and snorted: "Boss Fu, on purpose? Is it just so inseparable from your little assistant?"

Fu Sheng smiled.

I'm afraid this little wave spirit has forgotten the car he overturned.

Holding the little boyfriend who jumped on his back with his backhand, Fu Sheng turned back with a cigarette in his mouth, and squinted at the little boyfriend who started to make waves again, with a half-smile: "Gu Yuanyuan, do you want to know?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to..."

hiss!One accidentally forgot that he was in a "rollover accident", so he had to do a big one with his tail between his legs.

Gu Yuan took the cigarette from Fu Sheng's mouth, struggled to jump off Fu Sheng's back, stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, pointed in the direction of the exhibition hall, and said stickily, "Gu Yuanyuan just wants to see exhibition."

cowardly.

Fu Sheng wanted to smile or not, rubbed the top of Gu Yuan's head, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and walked out of the stairwell with Gu Yuan in his arms - Mr. Mingxuan's solo exhibition is something that can be met but not sought after For the feast, he originally planned to accompany Gu Yuan to finish the exhibition.

As for cleaning up the bad boys who "trumped class", he has spared the whole day today, so he is not in a hurry.

"Mr. Mingxuan is not only good at painting ladies, but he is also very good at painting peonies..." Fu Sheng followed behind Gu Yuan and stopped in front of a painting of "Drunken Lying Peonies".

Gu Yuan looked at the ladies.

Fu Sheng looked at Peony, and after watching Peony, he looked at Gu Yuan.

Seeing the liking in Gu Yuan's eyes, Fu Sheng raised his hand to signal the staff, and after expressing his willingness to buy the "Drunken Lying Peony", he kept a distance that was not too abrupt, moved slightly closer to Gu Yuan's ear, and whispered, " Mr. Mingxuan learned his peonies from Mr. Xu Hongyuan, but he seldom painted peonies alone, and few people knew about it.”

Following Fu Sheng's words, Gu Yuan's gaze shifted from the girl to the blooming peony.

I didn't pay attention to it just now, but after being reminded by his second uncle Fu, looking closely at the peony in this picture of a lady, it does have a bit of the charm of the peony in his grandfather's pen.

Contact Wen Yijian's "excessive enthusiasm" back and forth, and the specious conversation with his second uncle Fu and Wen Yijian.

Is it possible...

That's too ridiculous.

Gu Yuan plugged in an unreliable brain hole, and teased his second uncle Fu with a smile: "My uncle is well-informed, even this kind of secret that few people know, and he used to be the same as Chi Xuanxuan." , have you ever set the lofty ambition of being the number one paparazzi in China?"

Fu Sheng wanted to laugh or not, seeing that Gu Yuan didn't think much, he didn't say any more, tapped Gu Yuan's forehead with his fingers, and lightly reprimanded: "Naughty."

Gu Yuan pretended to cover his forehead, and snorted angrily: "No, Chi Xuanxuan just followed my uncle."

Fu Sheng was annoyed and funny, rubbing Gu Yuan's twitch, proving his innocence: "My father loves Chinese painting very much, in order to please the old man, uncle has come into contact with many famous artists, so naturally he knows more secrets."

"Oh--"

Then his Second Uncle Fu came to Mr. Mingxuan's solo exhibition to please his old father!

Gu Yuan poked Fu Sheng's waist, and with a little hope in his mouth, he asked his second uncle Fu in a low voice, "So it's not that Mr. Fu is inseparable from the little assistant, so he chased him here on purpose?"

"That's not true. Boss Fu really can't do without his little assistant."

Fu Sheng pinched the messy fingertips on his waist, squeezed them lightly, and squinted at Gu Yuan meaningfully, with a half-smile, "But this time I deliberately changed the meeting time with Mr. Mingxuan, it's really not Boss Fu came to chase after the little assistant, because my uncle came here specially to catch bad kids who 'trunk'."

hiss!

That's even worse, it might as well be Boss Fu chasing after the little assistant.

Gu Yuan moved his fingertips, scratched Fu Sheng's palm, wisely gave up unrealistic "daydreams", recognized the reality that "his Second Uncle Fu will never let him go", and whispered coquettishly: " Uncle, let's talk it over, can we let the past go?"

Fu Sheng grabbed Gu Yuan's hand and ruthlessly refused: "No."

Gu Yuan was brewing emotions, and was about to hum and chirp in a low voice, when he raised his eyes and saw Wen Yijian following a staff member, walking straight towards them, and immediately changed from coquettish to noble, and coughed lightly, using a moderate volume Ask: "Brother Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen Yijian motioned for the staff to pick up the painting, nodded to Gu Yuan with a smile on his face, and politely explained to Fu Sheng: "Mr. Mingxuan has an important guest now, so it's not convenient to come down in person, let me come over and copy this "Drunk Lying Peony Picture" Give it to Mr. Fu."

Fu Sheng sneered lightly.

For the sake of his children, he just created a chance for them to get acquainted naturally. If some people try to figure out his intentions maliciously with pride, then he can't be blamed for not being a human being.

Fu Sheng pointed to the "Picture of Drunken Lying Peonies" that the staff was rolling up, put on a domineering attitude of "Gu Yuan accepts it if he likes it", and asked Gu Yuan with a smile: "Yuanyuan, do you like that picture of a lady?"

joke!

In the current situation, of course you can say you don’t like it if you like it!Each of Mr. Mingxuan's paintings is very valuable, and it is impossible for him to let his second uncle Fu "receive such a big salary for his lack of merit".

Gu Yuan shook his head without hesitation, and said decisively: "It's not that I don't like it very much."

After finishing speaking, Gu Yuan was afraid that Uncle Fu would not believe it, so he put on the most sincere tone and added unhurriedly: "I just looked at the lady's friendly face in this painting, so I took a few extra glances, Unexpectedly, my uncle was misunderstood. You don’t know, uncle, I actually like flower and bird landscape paintings more than pictures of ladies. I think flowers and birds have more artistic conception than beauties.”

Wen Yijian: "..." Mr. Mingxuan's "lady" is always hard to find, but the elementary school students are unwilling to know the goods.

Fu Sheng was not surprised. With a smile on his face, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of Gu Yuan's head, ignoring the painting scroll brought over by the staff, and said to Wen Yijian in a neutral manner: "Mr. Mingxuan's kindness is appreciated by Mr. Fu, please Mr. Wen conveyed Fu Mou's thanks on his behalf, and Fu Mou will visit Mr. Mingxuan again in another day."

The staff kept a professional smirk, held the scroll in their hands, and didn't accept it, or didn't accept it, and could only look at Wen Yijian in embarrassment.

Wen Yijian looked at Fu Sheng calmly for a moment, waved her hand to signal the staff to hang the painting back up, and invited Gu Yuan and Fu Sheng: "The western restaurant on the top floor is delicious, is it convenient to have a light meal together at noon?"

Fu Sheng directly and politely refused: "Sorry, Yuanyuan and I already have arrangements at noon."

Open-air parking lot in front of Yandu Art Museum.

Gu Yuan reservedly thanked Luo Tezhu who drove the door for him, slowly sat in the back seat of the Bentley, and waited quietly for his second uncle Fu and Luo Sheng to finish their brief exchange of work issues with his noble son Fan Er.

Seeing that Uncle Fu raised the front and rear seat partitions, Gu Yuan immediately launched the "countermeasure" he had just thought up, and the tense nobleman let go, and pressed himself against the car door, making a "poor, weak, and Helpless" little white flower, with little hooks floating in his eyes, dragging his long voice, and asked stickyly: "Uncle, what are you going to do for your poor little one at noon? Can you tell me?"

Gee!

Xiaolangjing is Xiaolangjing, knowing that "it is imminent", yet he dares to mess with him.

Fu Sheng squinted at "Little Poor", and chuckled: "Uncle plans to arrange for you in the office lounge."

Gu Yuan: "..."

lounge?lounge!are you serious? !

and many more!

Mr. Fu's lounge, he was the last person to use it, right?

So, are the pillows and quilts on the bed still conscientiously maintaining the enchanting postures he placed for them? !

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