Rich green tea dressed as cannon fodder husband and wife

Shen Yao froze in place, wanting to say "You're back" to ease it up, but his throat seemed to be burnt and he couldn't speak, and he didn't want to pretend that nothing happened, so he would be a whore.

He looked at Fu Mingyan, and suddenly realized that he was in a state of being completely honest with each other now, and Fu Mingyan obviously hadn't slept all night, his clothes were neat and his hair was not messed up.

Fu Mingyan glanced at him, entered the bedroom, closed the door, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.

Every time he moved, Shen Yao felt himself trembling.

It turned out that he was not as tough as he thought, so he should be afraid.Shen Yao gritted his teeth, managed not to retreat, and looked at Fu Mingyan pretending to be calm.

Fu Mingyan straightened the cuffs of his shirt, and walked towards Shen Yao without saying a word. The hairs all over Shen Yao's body were blown up. He stared at Fu Mingyan vigilantly, took a step back subconsciously, and leaned his back against the cold floor-to-ceiling windows, freezing. He shivered.

"Fu..." Shen Yao realized that he couldn't even call out "Uncle". Maybe it was because he vomited too much last night and didn't drink any water. His throat was already dry.

Fu Mingyan squinted his eyes with a half-smile, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you still know how to be afraid."

Shen Yao couldn't say anything, of course he was afraid - Fu Mingyan was already taking off his belt, he would definitely not be able to escape today's beating!

Shen Yao panicked immediately, and in his panic, he went to press Fu Mingyan's hand: "Uncle Fu...Uncle...I..."

Fu Mingyan looked into his eyes, his expression was full of coldness, Shen Yao shivered from the sullen eyes, he flinched, and was thrown hard on the quilt.

How could he, a pampered young master, have endured this, even if he had strengthened himself a hundred times in advance, his legs were still weak when it came to the front of the battle.

"I... I'm right... I can bear it if you want to beat me or scold you, but I still want to do this..." Shen Yao gripped the quilt tightly, and stared at Fu Mingyan with a pair of clear and bright eyes , he gritted his teeth hard, but his eyes were still trembling unconsciously.

"Okay. Shen Yao, you are very courageous. I underestimated you."

Fu Mingyan approached him with the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind his back. Before Shen Yao could make a sound, Fu Mingyan grabbed his shoulder and turned him over. The next second, Shen Yao felt something cold on his neck. Fu Mingyan stopped Shen Yao seemed to be strangled by a rein, he stretched out his hand to grab it in a panic, but before he could grab his arm, he was twisted behind his back.

Fu Mingyan pressed him on the bedside and stopped all his movements until he gave up resisting, then pressed close to his ear and said word by word: "I paved the way for you, but you refuse to go; I warned you As a result, you still have to try; well, Shen Yao, you are fine."

"...I...I just want to..." Shen Yao squeezed out the words intermittently, anyway, he couldn't escape anyway, begging for mercy would be better than resisting, at least he wouldn't lose a bit of dignity.

Fu Mingyan stopped talking, and he tightened the "rein" in his hand, making it difficult for the unrepentant wild horse to break free. Shen Yao closed his eyes tightly, and the imaginary "whip" did not fall on him.

But Fu Mingyan obviously wanted to teach him another way.

"..." Shen Yao was startled at first, and subconsciously hid for a while, but he didn't expect to be slapped hard. He was so painful that he almost broke free from Fu Mingyan and jumped up, but there was a huge difference in strength. Before he could jump up, he was hit again. Strangling the soft throat - this is not emotional at all, Fu Mingyan is pure violence!

Fortunately, the stranglehold was not very tight, and Shen Yao still had room to breathe. Taking advantage of the gap, he leaned against the head of the bed and gritted his teeth: "... Fu... Fu Mingyan, kill me if you have the ability... In this way, it counts. What……"

Fu Mingyan smiled deep into his ear, and Shen Yao felt that this deep smile made him numb from the tips of his ears all the way to his spine. His body was shamefully deviated from his own reason and anger, and he couldn't help feeling hot , Shen Yao bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and snorted.

Fu Mingyan laughed again, and Shen Yao subconsciously shouted anxiously and angrily: "I didn't!"

Of course, I regretted it after shouting.

"No... what?" Fu Mingyan asked him.

"..." Shen Yao really wanted to find a crack in the ground this time.

"I hope you can always be so stubborn." Fu Mingyan rubbed his fingers against his lips, Shen Yao pursed his lips, and turned his head fiercely to express his indomitable attitude.

Of course, whether he can always be so indomitable is not controlled by his reason.Fu Mingyan will not really turn this education into violence, but Shen Yao feels more and more afraid. Fu Mingyan's hands are so hot, but his attitude is so cold. His movements and expressions are almost completely unemotional. Shen Yao is indeed not I've seen Fu Mingyan like this before, but his body is extremely shameful and treacherous. As long as Fu Mingyan's fingers lightly touch him, he will tremble so badly that he can't control it. He can't tell whether it's fear or not. He is resisting, or he has gone crazy.

Fu Mingyan locked him in his arms from behind, Shen Yao felt that his ribs were going to be broken, his cheeks and neck were red like he was having a fever, he was strangled and struggled a bit, then gave up again, Fu Mingyan felt that he gave up Without resisting, he suddenly took the mobile phone from the table, clicked on a video, and placed it in front of him.

Shen Yao managed to open his eyes, but was shocked to see Zhang Tingshan sitting in the office he was so familiar with. Under the camera was the interview microphone. The old man is a little embarrassed, a little nervous, and he smiles unnaturally.

The reporter asked: "Mr. Zhang, did you give the painting to your student Shen Yao? Did you say that you wanted him to take this painting as an art consultant for the film?"

Zhang Tingshan rubbed the wet paint on a ball of dirty toilet paper, nodded his head, and smiled a bit cautiously: "Yes, I said it, I think this kid is very talented, he should Go to a larger platform. In fact, I directed him to draw that painting, and he participated in a large part, so it is completely okay to say that he painted it, and I am just his teacher."

"Mr. Zhang, don't you want to be the art consultant yourself? This is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you."

"...I still hope that my student will be the one, because he is more suitable than me. I... You can also see that I am just a teacher. I have been teaching here for half my life, and I have long been used to it. I still continue to feel at ease. It’s good to be a teacher, and I don’t want to be disturbed any more.”

"So what does Teacher Zhang mean to say that you don't accept this art consultant anymore?"

"That's right, I apologize to the public on behalf of my student. He is still young and he is a bit radical. I hope the public will give him a chance to take on this responsibility. I believe the audience will not be disappointed. He is my most proud student. , I believe he can emerge from the blue.”

"Does Mr. Zhang think that with Shen Yao's character, there will be ups and downs in the future art path? Do you think it is a good time to push him to the front of the stage?"

"Yes or no, that's his responsibility. I trust him to do it."

"OK……"

Fu Mingyan threw the phone aside and pinched Shen Yao's chin. His voice was cold, as if covered with ice: "Do you still think you did nothing wrong?"

Shen Yao trembled all over, he froze on the spot as if broken, tears fell down involuntarily: "I didn't... I just wanted him to..."

Fu Mingyan's arms were tightened tightly, and he whispered in Shen Yao's ear with the kind of voice that could make Shen Yao immediately passionate: "See clearly, this is the result of your naive, willful, and willful behavior. Do you think your Some tricks to deceive Zhang Tingshan? He understood when he saw your painting. He personally begged me to ask the reporter to record this interview overnight. You don’t want to do it, you feel unworthy, you think you can resist anything—— Shen Yao, are you an adult yet?"

"No...I...I didn't want him...I just..."

Fu Mingyan strangled his neck and pressed him down. Shen Yao struggled a bit, like a fish that had been dissected alive. He had difficulty breathing, his scalp was numb, and tears of panic slid down the corners of his eyes to the smooth line of his jaw.

Is he wrong?He naively thought that he could resist everything, but in the end it was Zhang Tingshan who took the responsibility for him; if he hadn't insisted on going his own way, if he hadn't insisted on giving Zhang Tingshan the opportunity, if he hadn't fallen out in public and brought the matter to this point...

If he can be more mature, if he can bend down and compromise, if he can silently agree to be the art consultant, just pretend that this has never happened——

If he gave up his almost selfish "art" and "justice", wouldn't things be more perfect?

However, if you give him another choice, will he be silent?

Shen Yao didn't know.He only felt that desire and pain were intertwined in his body, he wanted to cry, he wanted to ask Zhang Tingshan immediately why he refused to agree, why he wanted to return it to himself, why this old man was so stupid and so stubborn!

But he can't.He was nakedly opening up all his childishness and grief, he could only lie powerlessly on the pillow, and he didn't even have the power to struggle.

……

The setting sun in the afternoon had turned golden red, and the nanny's lunch was still on the dining table. She reheated the food for the second time, but obviously, the two upstairs still didn't seem to need it.

Although the nanny doesn't like young master Shen very much, he is usually domineering, smashing things when he gets angry, and taking people down to vent his anger, but no matter how much he doesn't like it, it's the nanny's mother looking at the child who has grown up for a few years, and now she can't even cry All gone.The nanny frowned, fidgeting and looking upstairs.

But fortunately, she is the only one serving in the Fu residence today, if there are a few more mouths, I don't know how to arrange it.

The young master didn't know what he had done to make Boss Fu so furious, but he couldn't be so angry.The nanny mother has served Fu Mingyan for almost ten years, and she has never seen Fu Mingyan really get angry, let alone like today.

The expression on his face when he first entered the door almost frightened the nanny so that her legs softened and she sat on the ground.

Maybe... Boss Fu really cares about Shen Yao.

The nanny got up, and was thinking about throwing away the food and cooking it again, the heat over and over again might not be fresh, and was struggling when the upstairs bedroom door suddenly opened, and she quickly looked up.

Fu Mingyan was standing at the door of the bedroom in his nightgown, and when he saw her, he said in a deep voice, "Give him a warm cup of milk, and add some sugar."

The nanny quickly responded and went to the kitchen to heat the milk.

If it wasn't for this cup of warm milk brought to his mouth, Shen Yao felt that he might have died.

He picked up the milk and gulped it down, looking at Fu Mingyan with tears in his eyes and red circles, his voice was so hoarse that there was only a trace of breath: "...More."

"...Bring him two more glasses." After Fu Mingyan finished speaking, he took his arm and hugged him horizontally before he begged for mercy. Shen Yao stopped the car, thankful that he didn't subconsciously say something embarrassing, but He has thrown away everyone today, from the inside out.