Giants stand in for the little fox demon

Sure enough, there were a lot of praises for him in the comments on Weibo this time.

Back home at night, Zhou Guning bowed his head and took screenshots and screenshots, and then happily sent these pictures to the rich little brother:

"Brother, they are all praising me."

Fu Yu clicked on the pictures, saw a few, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Guning sent another message: "Have you eaten yet?"

Fu Yu: "Not yet."

Zhou Guning: "Then shall I treat you to dinner?"

Fu Yu smiled softly and replied, "Okay."

Zhou Guning jumped up from the bed immediately, he quickly went to wash his hair and take a bath, just in time to dry his hair, the aunt at home came up and knocked on the door, saying that Fu Yu had come.

He hastened to put on face cream, and hurried downstairs.

Fu Yu was sitting in the living room, chatting with Father Zhou.

As soon as Zhou Guning passed by, he automatically sat next to Fu Yu, raised his face and smirked at him: "Brother!"

Fu Yu looked at him sideways, and then unconsciously curled the corners of his lips the next moment.

With the permission of his parents, Zhou Guning and Fu Yu went out to eat.

In the car, Zhou Guning went to look through the comments again, and read them one by one to Fu Yu, hoping that the rich little brother could discover more of his advantages through these compliments.

Fu Yu listened casually while driving.

In the small space in the car, Fu Yu had been smelling a fragrance as if nothing had happened. He paused, glanced sideways at Zhou Guning, and asked in a low voice, "It smells good. What did you put on?"

Zhou Guning was stunned for a moment, and said, "I didn't paint anything."

After the words fell, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly corrected, "No, I put on baby cream."

Fu Yu: "Baby face cream?"

Zhou Guning nodded: "That's right, I've been forgetting to buy face cream, so I just went to steal it from my younger brother. Anyway, he has a lot of jars, so I'll take one for myself."

Fu Yuwei curled the corners of his lips and said nothing.

Zhou Guning sniffed the palm of his hand, and it was indeed very fragrant. He turned to look at Fu Yu again, and asked, "Is it really fragrant, brother? Then do you like this kind of fragrance?"

Fu Yu said lightly, "It's okay."

Zhou Guning's eyes lit up: "Then I put on baby face cream every day, will you like me more?"

Fu Yu stared straight ahead, suppressing the smile on his lips: "No."

"Oh." Zhou Guning's eyes dimmed again, and he muttered in a low voice, "Then I also need to apply face cream every day."

Fu Yu caught him talking to himself, but couldn't hold it back, and his black eyes burst into laughter.

Fu Yu took Zhou Guning to dinner. On the way home, Zhou Guning was very reluctant to part with him, and wanted to live with his rich brother, but he was afraid that Fu Yu would be disgusted if he didn't agree. He hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "... Brother, can I stay at your house tonight?"

Fu Yu looked at him sideways, and asked amusedly, "Are you arguing with your parents again?"

Zhou Guning was startled, then his eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Yes! My mother and I quarreled! Because she always cares about my studies!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Guning pretended to be miserable, "So...can I stay at your place for one night?"

Fu Yu drove the car to the parking lot and went into the supermarket to buy some necessities.

Taking the elevator up, Zhou Guning's eyes were filled with pride. He wished he could buy another hot search and tell the whole world that he is!Again!one!Second-rate!go!Fu!Meet!Home!inside!Pass!night!up!

Fu Yu saw the unconcealable pride and joy on the face of the kid next to him, and couldn't help laughing: "So happy?"

Zhou Guning raised his eyes, met his gaze, and nodded emphatically: "I'm so happy!"

Fu Yu went to the supermarket to buy toothbrushes and towels for Zhou Guning, and then went to the living area to buy pajamas and underwear.

Zhou Guning held on to the colorful and unrestrained briefs, and looked at Fu Yu stubbornly, "I want this kind of underwear. I usually wear this style. Today I wear a pair of bright yellow underwear with a Little yellow duck, if you don’t believe me, I’ll show you when I go home.”

Fu Yu: "No."

Zhou Guning didn't give up, and looked pitifully: "I'm not used to wearing boxer underwear, I won't be able to sleep if I wear this at night, brother..."

Fu Yu: "No."

Zhou Guning put away his pitiful face and glared at Fu Yu: "You are so ruthless!"

Fu Yu knew what Zhou Guning was thinking again, so he didn't listen to him, and took a pair of gray boxer briefs and put them in the trolley.

Zhou Guning glanced at the underwear, and said with disgust: "Only 40-year-old middle-aged men wear this kind of underwear."

Fu Yu didn't speak, and went to pick out pajamas for Zhou Guning instead.

He picked out a set of gray checked pajamas, which looked very ordinary and simple.

Zhou Guning continued to dislike it: "Only 40-year-old middle-aged men will wear this kind of pajamas."

Fu Yu didn't answer, and put it in the trolley.

Zhou Guning wrinkled his face and said angrily, "I will sleep naked at night, I don't want to become a 40-year-old middle-aged man."

Fu Yu still didn't respond, Zhou Guning paused for a few seconds, wondering if the rich little brother was angry, was he being unreasonable just now?

Zhou Guning thought about it carefully and came to a conclusion:

He wasn't being vexatious.

So he continued to puff up his face, sulking with confidence.

Neither of them spoke, and there was a moment of silence.

Fu Yu pushed the cart to the skin care area, and bent over to choose carefully in front of a row of face creams.

Seeing a row of baby creams, Zhou Guning thought about it. He grabbed Fu Yu's wrist and whispered, "Brother..."

Fu Yu turned to look at him with questioning eyes.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Guning sincerely apologized to him, "I was the one who made trouble just now, but I really don't like gray and boxer underwear. I'm so young, only 17 years old. Don't pretend to be a little old man."

Fu Yu stared at him for a few seconds, then took out a can of cream from the shelf, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like milk flavor?"

Zhou Guning was startled, and said loudly: "I like it!"

Fu Yu also put the cream in, Zhou Guning tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "Brother Fu Yu, were you angry just now?"

Fu Yu looked at him and asked amusedly, "Why do you think I'm angry?"

Zhou Guning: "Then why don't you speak?"

With a strong smile in Fu Yu's voice, he asked back, "If I ignore you, won't you be endless?"

Zhou Guning thought about it seriously, and he nodded: "Yes."

Fu Yu smiled and didn't speak again.

Zhou Guning followed, walking side by side with him, and said: "Brother, you know me so well, our relationship is really good, haha."

When he arrived at Fu Yu's house, Zhou Guning called his parents and told them that he would not be going back tonight.

Zhou's mother faltered on the other end of the phone, and hesitated for a long time before saying: "Gu Ning, don't have a relationship with Fu Yu too early."

"I really want to." Zhou Guning sighed, "But brother Fu Yu is too upright, he won't touch me."

Mother Zhou: "..."

Zhou Guning didn't hear Zhou's mother's voice, and suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and shouldn't be so unrestrained in front of his parents. He quickly changed his words and said, "Mom, I didn't want to lie to you."

Mother Zhou: "..."

After talking on the phone with his mother, Zhou Guning came back from the balcony.

Fu Yu poured him a glass of milk, Zhou Guning took it, and said with a smile: "My mother wished me a good night and said good night."

Fu Yu responded lightly, took mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it and took a sip before asking, "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's already done, and I'll start doing my homework as soon as I get home!" Zhou Guning held the milk glass, but his eyes were erratic when he spoke.

In fact, he didn't touch his homework at all. His homework was all done before going to bed. It was absolutely impossible for him to do his homework obediently after school.

And today he is also shouldering a heavy responsibility, that is to copy Zhang Wei's homework tomorrow.

Because Zhang Wei found him more than 50 substrates.

He wants to thank him.

But he wanted to come to Fu Yu's house on a temporary basis, and he didn't bring his schoolbag at all.

So even if he wanted to do his homework, he had no choice but to go to the classroom early tomorrow to make up his homework.

Fu Yu didn't notice his eyes, so he naturally took it seriously, and asked, "Then relax tonight, what do you want to play?"

Zhou Guning thought for a while, shook his head, and said dejectedly, "I don't have any hobbies."

The only few hobbies are not yet on the table.

Fu Yu paused and asked, "Playing games?"

Zhou Guning shook his head: "I don't really like playing games."

Fu Yu pondered for a moment: "Watching TV?"

Zhou Guning continued to shake his head, feeling even more frustrated: "I don't like watching TV either."

He looked up at Fu Yu, and said with a bitter face, "I'm such a failure in life. I don't have any hobbies. No wonder not many people like me. I'm so boring."

After finishing speaking, there was anticipation in his eyes, waiting for Fu Yu to say that he liked him.

However, Fu Yu didn't say that. It seemed that he had seen through his intentions and didn't follow him. Instead, he asked, "Don't you like cooking?"

Zhou Guning: "..."

He hates cooking the most in his life!

Seeing the complicated expression on Zhou Guning's face, Fu Yu couldn't help laughing.

Only then did Zhou Guning realize that Fu Yu was teasing him, so he put down the milk cup and said, "You're making me happy again."

Fu Yu laughed: "My fault."

"I forgive you." Zhou Guning said, "Because I like you very much, so I forgive you."

Fu Yu seemed to have developed immunity to these words, and didn't react much when he heard them.

Zhou Guning looked at his side face, deliberately softened his voice, and asked softly, "Brother, do you want to kiss me?"