less expensive than me

cat?

Although Zhuang Yu didn't understand, he nodded heavily.

Then he was taken into the car by Fu Shiji. Zhuang Yu was dirty, so he consciously curled up beside Fu Shiji. scene.

Paper-cuts are attached to the scrolls of Panchi lanterns, and the candlelight projects the paper-cuts onto the outer screen. The images move continuously with the airflow, presenting a coherent picture.

Zhuang Yu saw Li Yuansheng, whose face was covered with blood, staggered and turned into a green-faced, fang-toothed little paper figurine, and ran up to him yelling.The bodyguard in a suit calmly pressed him to the ground, and the ghost paper figurine was crumpled into a wrinkled paper ball. Li Yuansheng still stretched out his arms unwillingly, as if trying to grab himself into the abyss.

The other idlers in the parking lot were attracted to come over. After seeing the license plate number of this car, they did not dare to get closer to watch, and pointed at the person who was crushed and screaming in pain.

This is the first time that Zhuang Yu has been protected by power. It turns out that as long as he stands tall enough, he doesn't have to be afraid of anyone.

"Clean up here."

Fu Shiji lazily told the bodyguards under the car, and then waved for another bodyguard to drive.Mrs. Fu's car had already left, and the young master didn't have to go back to the main house today, so the bodyguards followed the route of Fu Shiji's private courtyard.

After the car started, the scene outside the window rushed backward like a tide. Zhuang Yu wrapped his arms around his knees, shrunk himself into a small ball, and watched the familiar scene gradually replaced by the unfamiliar street.

Zhuang Yu was still afraid and didn't dare to ask where his brother was taking him. Thinking of Xia Dong who was still hiding in the utility room, he whispered to Fu Shiji who closed his eyes like a mosquito, "My friend is still hiding. Here, he..."

Fu Shiji was a little impatient, and said, "Liesan."

"Understood, young master." The bodyguard in the driver's seat replied neatly.

Was it already agreed to solve it for him? Zhuang Yu glanced carefully at Fu Shiji, afraid of making him unhappy, he didn't ask, and stared outside cowardly.The car drove through the bustling street, and rows of poplar trees were planted along the road. The shadows of the mottled trees were printed on the back of Zhuang Yu's hands. The unreal feeling made Zhuang Yu at a loss for what to do.

What will I do in the future.

Zhuang Yu pondered what his brother asked him to ask, his cat died and he wanted to find a new one, meaning to make him look like a cat?

Zhuang Yu had seen a cat, a stray cat that occasionally came to the orphanage, and Zhuang Yu had sneaked into it, but the stray cat seemed to realize that he had no extra food for it, and then gradually disappeared.

The pear cat is not docile, its fur is smooth, and its ears are raised to be very vigilant about its surroundings. It can flexibly jump up a tree and climb over the high wall of the orphanage.

Zhuang Yu buried his head on his knees and thought wildly. After being overjoyed and overjoyed, he became exhausted and fell asleep in the quiet atmosphere in the car.

Fu Shiji saw Zhuang Yu swaying unsteadily, and with the slightly shaking body, he fell down beside his legs for a while.Although his body collided with the car mat, Shoyu did not wake up, and fell asleep in a daze.

Because Zhuang Yu's neck was injured by Li Yuansheng before, Zhuang Yu's cheeks became paler and paler at the moment, the scratches on his face were scabbed, did he hum softly, he was frightened today.

Fu Shiji looked at him for a long while, his cheeks tensed, not knowing whether he was happy or angry.

Since birth, Fu Shiji has been accompanied by a serious mental cleanliness obsession. He hates all dirty things, and even couldn't control his emotions when he encountered dirty things when he was young.

Especially people, those who looked at him with greed and desire with special interests, Fu Shiji wanted to goug their eyes.

He has no intimacy with his closest relatives. Of course, the Fu family's parents have no time to take care of Fu Shiji. They are the combination of the interests of the two families. Two people without love can't get along with each other, but in the eyes of outsiders, they pretend to respect each other like guests look.

As the only descendant of the Fu family in this generation, no matter whether he wants to or not, he is doomed to be entangled with profit and filth.

Fu Shiji has been treated by a psychologist for a long time. As he grows older, Fu Shiji is gradually able to control his emotions. At least in the eyes of outsiders, he is just quiet.

Because the young master of the Fu family must never get sick.

Fu Shiji didn't trust anyone, except for the regular cleaning servants in his house, he spent the rest of the time by himself.

The only exception is that he has a white-haired cat. Fu Shiji believes that this is the only correct treatment plan made for him by the non-stop psychiatrist.But this morning, his cat died.

"I'm obedient, obedient, I'm a good boy...save me..." Zhuang Yu muttered in a nightmare.

Fu Shiji rubbed Zhuang Yu's cheek with his fingertips, and when he touched the wound, Zhuang Yu hissed and exhaled with his mouth in pain.

They are destined.

Today, his mother asked him to accompany him to do charity, and when he was looking at the flowers, he came across this wild cat that jumped out, with the clear and clean round eyes like a kitten.But it was too dirty, filthy all over, with weeds still sticking to his hair. Fu Shiji wavered in his decision to adopt him, but the stray cat stubbornly hooked his trouser legs with its nails.

Maybe it can be kept well after washing, but the wild cat he picked up casually doesn't know how long it will be with him. Fu Shiji withdrew his finger and wiped it carefully again with a close-fitting handkerchief.

"Humans will live longer than cats." Fu Shiji asked the bodyguards in the front row.

The bodyguard was surprised by the sudden question, but he was familiar with Young Master Fu's character, so he smacked his lips and replied solemnly: "That's natural, Young Master, cats can only live for more than ten years at most."

After the words fell, the car returned to calm, and Fu Shiji put another clean handkerchief on Zhuang Yu's neck.The car passed through the downtown area, drove into a quiet bypass, and sped into a courtyard in the suburbs.

Zhuang Yu woke up with a start after being thrown into the water. He flopped about in the bathtub, splashing water all over the floor. The white light dazzled Zhuang Yu's eyes. It took him a while to see his surroundings before he realized that he was Following that brother left the orphanage, now in...

"Please don't move around," said an older maid without any emotion.

Only then did Zhuang Yu realize that there was a person standing not far behind him, and subconsciously covered his naked body with his hands.The maid did not respond to his movements, and was trained to drip shampoo on his head and rub his hair for him.

"Close your eyes."

Zhuang Yu obeyed her instructions like a log. Even though his body was not fully developed, his consciousness already felt ashamed. When the maid wanted to wash his lower body, he hurriedly said, "Auntie, I can wash it myself here."

Fortunately, the maid didn't care too much about this matter, and after handing over the cleaning tools to Zhuang Yu, she stood not far away to serve her.Zhuang Yu embarrassingly picked up the towel to scrub, his knees were covered with bruises, Zhuang Yu didn't dare to use too much force, but carefully cleaned himself up.

This bathroom is really luxurious, even more luxurious than the office of the director of the orphanage.Zhuang Yu has never seen such a place on TV, the bathtub can accommodate four adults, and the clean water flows over his body.

It turns out that my brother is so rich.

The luxury here surpassed Zhuang Yu's previous cognition, his eyes lingered in a small world, and his eyes fell on the trash can at the maid's feet.

It contained his clothes, the best thing he'd ever owned and now fit only in the trash can of this house.

Zhuang Yu was depressed, and asked softly in a childish voice: "Auntie, what is this place? I don't know my brother's name yet."

The older maid seemed to have received the order, and answered Zhuang Yu's inquiries one by one: "This is the house of the young master of the Fu family. The young master's name is Fu Shiji."

Seeing that he could pry open the chatterbox, Zhuang Yu hurriedly asked: "Then what can I do here? Well, I mean, what does the young master want me to do? Auntie, I don't understand anything when I just came here, and I'm afraid I'll be scolded for doing something wrong. .”

The older maid replied: "I told you what the young master asked you to do. As long as you obey, you won't be scolded."

Zhuang Yu was a little discouraged by her flat tone, thinking in her heart that she said it as if she hadn't said it, but with a smile on her face, she said sweetly: "Thank you, auntie, I understand."

The older maid nodded, seeing that Zhuang Yu had almost cleaned the floor, she brought him a soft, pure white dress, and said, "Get dressed and go downstairs to eat."

Zhuang Yu dried his body, quickly took the clothes and put them on. The size of the clothes fit his figure perfectly. Zhuang Yu had never worn such suitable clothes. All the clothes he wore in the orphanage were uniform size. The clothes are like tailor-made.

When Zhuang Yu squeezed the hem of his clothes and looked up again, he saw through the mirror that the aunt behind him had disappeared, and was replaced by Fu Shiji, who had been observing him for some time.

Zhuang Yu cried out in a low voice in shock: "Ah!"

At this time, Fu Shiji also changed into a piece of casual clothes made of comfortable fabrics. Without saying a word, he strode up to Zhuang Yu, and Zhuang Yu subconsciously took a small step back.Fu Shiji stretched out his arm and took out a hair dryer from behind him. Zhuang Yu followed his gaze to the hair dryer and swallowed.

"Buzz-buzz-"

Fu Shiji pressed the switch, and the hair dryer rang in Zhuang Yu's ear. Relying on his height advantage, Fu Shiji skillfully fiddled with Zhuang Yu's damp and soft hair.

Zhuang Yu hung his neck anxiously and stared at Fu Shiji's chest for a moment, noticing that the strands of hair were turning over at Fu Shiji's fingertips, and the warm wind gradually removed the dampness.Fu Shiji did this very skillfully, the hair dryer kept switching positions in his hand, without scalding his scalp at all.

Fu Shiji seems to do this often. He is so rich and lives in a luxurious house and has servants, so who did he blow hair for?

Zhuang Yu was puzzled, could it be that Fu Shiji already had a girlfriend and regretted not talking to that aunt just now.I'm afraid I will live next to this young master in the future, but I don't even know about his private life.

"Okay."

Fu Shiji stopped the hair dryer, put it back to its original position, and put one hand through Zhuang Yu's hair, as if he was accepting the fruits of his labor.Zhuang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that the young master would tear off a few strands of his hair, hoping that his hands would leave the top of his head sooner, but he failed as Zhuang Yu wished, Fu Shiji's fingers followed the hair The tip moved to the back of the neck, forcing Zhuang Yu to raise his head.

Zhuang Yu pricked up his ears and heard Fu Shiji say something strange.

"Too little hair."

Zhuang Yu: "?"