How can the coquette be a substitute

"Then I'll be your boyfriend."

Yan Xun's vertigo was at its worst when he was eight years old.Because of the vertigo, Fu Chengshu also took him abroad and visited famous doctors, but the results of the examinations all said that there was no problem with his body, most likely due to psychological reasons.There may be some psychological trauma when I was a child, or it may be caused by shadows.

There are only prevention and physical therapy for this disease.

Every time Fu Chengshu suffered from Yan Xun's vertigo attack, he felt very distressed and would give him a foot massage.As Yan Xun grew up year by year, the incidence of vertigo became less and less.Moreover, he is no longer that eight-year-old weak child, and Fu Chengshu no longer does it himself.

Once back, Fu Chengshu asked Zhao Lai to find out the massage bucket.

Zhao Lai became nervous, "Xun Xun, have you suffered from vertigo again?"

"No, I just want Chengshu to rub my feet." Yan Xun said with the corner of his mouth curled up.

Zhao Lai looked helpless, and said in a low voice, "Chengshu is tired after working outside for a day, let him rest, and I will find you a professional masseur."

Yan Xun also whispered, "I'll let him press for a while."

Of course he knew that Fu Chengshu was busy and tired outside.It's just that today he just wants to use the name of massage to reward his husband.Yan Xun's face was a little hot, and he quietly glanced at Fu Chengshu.

Still so handsome!

Fu Chengshu's figure was standing on the terrace, but there was already a massage tub filled with hot water beside the sofa.Yan Xun walked over and put his feet into the massage bucket.

After Yan Xun soaked in the water for 10 minutes, Fu Chengshu walked in from the terrace, picked up a round stool, and sat down facing Yan Xun.

"Enough soaking time." Fu Chenshu said so, it seems that although he is on the terrace, he still remembers Yan Xun's side.

"Yeah." Yan Xun picked up his foot from the bucket, and put it in front of Fu Chengshu.

There is still water on the toes, wet, pitiful and cute.

Yan Xun was a little embarrassed, wasn't his intention too obvious.

He secretly glanced at Fu Chengshu again.

Fu Chengshu picked up the towel that Zhao Lai had prepared in the bamboo basket, grabbed Yan Xun's ankles, wiped them clean one by one, put them on his thigh, grabbed his foot, and used his big The thumb rested on the sole of Yan Xun's foot, and he pressed down gently.

Fu Chengshu acted seriously, with no other distractions.

If he really had an idea, he also thought of Yan Xun's childhood.

Yan Xun blinked his dark eyes.Surprised and disappointed.

No, it's just a simple massage of feet.

Although he himself kept rejecting Fu Chengshu before.

"Be gentle, it's so itchy." Yan Xun held his breath, and spoke out this line that should have been provocative.

"I didn't feel itchy when I rubbed the soles of your feet before." Fu Chengshu asked.But he still avoided the soles of Yan Xun's feet and pinched the soles of his feet.

"Is it itchy here?" Fu Chengshu asked.

"Yeah." Yan Xun puffed his face, and said in his heart: Husband, it's not the itchy feet, but the itchy heart.

It's just that Fu Chengshu was habitually rejected by Yan Xun, and now he was worried about his vertigo, so he didn't receive the signal of this coquettish bag at all.

The big hand squeezed Yan Xun's slender ankle twice, and moved it to the instep, "What about here?"

"Who is itchy here? It's not a mimosa. The whole body is sensitive." Yan Xun said angrily.

Fu Chengshu raised his eyes, why did he feel that Yan Xun seemed a little angry.

This coquettish bag pouted, not only blushing with anger, but also holding his collar with his hand to fan the wind, as if to give himself a smooth ride.

Fu Chengshu could see Yan Xun's snow-white skin and thin collarbone from his open collar.

"Why are you losing weight again? Is it because the food there is not to your liking? From now on, I will ask Zhao Lai to prepare meals for you and send them to the crew every day." Fu Chengshu pulled the collar of Yan Xun's shirt.

Yan Xun put down his hand and said angrily, "I'm sleepy, stop rubbing."

"Is it uncomfortable?" Fu Chengshu asked patiently.

"No." Yan Xun looked unhappy.

Fu Chengshu's eyes stopped on Yan Xun's face for three seconds.He really couldn't think of where he offended this little ancestor and made him angry.He was obviously quite happy before.

He speculated that it might be because he hadn't served this little ancestor like this in the past few years, and the wrong method made him unhappy?

"I will spend more time rubbing your feet in the future." Fu Chengshu scratched Yan Xun's nose.

Yan Xun felt that he could spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

After Fu Chengshu carefully wiped Yan Xun's soles and little feet clean, he picked him up and put him on the bed.Pull the blanket back on him.

"You go to bed first, I'll take care of some things."

Fu Chengshu said and kissed Yan Xun on the forehead.

Then straightened up, opened the bedroom door, and closed it gently.

Yan Xun sat up abruptly.

That's it?Faced with such an obvious offensive from himself, Fu Chengshu kissed his forehead like an old father?

In the past, he was very happy because Fu Chengshu didn't force himself, but at this moment he was thinking, he is like this, and Fu Chengshu is still sitting still, is he not interested in him?His husband is a vigorous man in his prime.

Could it be that Fu Chengshu regarded himself as a child since he was a child, so the habit has not been corrected now?

The moment Fu Chengshu grabbed his feet just now, Yan Xun clearly saw a trace of kindness on Fu Chengshu's face.

Yan Xun let out a cry and jumped off the bed.Run to the big mirror in the cloakroom.

Messy hair, flushed cheeks, and bright eyes, indeed... childish.

Refreshing enough, but not at all glamorous.

Yan Xun took off his pajamas and looked at his figure again.

Although a little thin, but the skin is white and tender, and smooth, as if soaked in milk.

Yan Xun touched his own bones with his index finger, his face was sullen, and he remembered his love history.

.......

When he was a child, Fu Chengshu was his own mountain.Yan Xun felt that he was small, and at any time, Fu Chengshu would stand behind him and rely on him.

Gradually, when he grew up and reached adolescence, Yan Xun felt that this man, who was like a father and brother, was just treating himself well, and if he treated himself like a child, he could no longer satisfy his needs.

The first time he confessed his love was when Yan Xun was 15 years old.He saw the scandal between Fu Chengshu and another person on his mobile phone.In the picture, Fu Chengshu shares an umbrella with a glamorous male artist.The title is still a few big words: Fu Chengshu's suspected love affair exploded.

Then Yan Xun suddenly felt that he was very wronged and pitiful.

When Fu Chengshu came back, he pointed at the person in the picture angrily and pitifully, "Is he your friend?"

Fu Chengshu replied, "No."

"Then why are you together?"

"It's the media's nonsense, I'm not familiar with him."

In the future, when Yan Xun got older, he would think of this passage again, knowing that it was the male artist who was taking advantage of Fu Chengshu's popularity.Moreover, it seems that male artists have not appeared in the public eye since then.

"Then do you have a boyfriend?" At that time, he was relentless.

"No." Fu Chengshu also looked at Yan Xun who questioned him with some interest, not knowing what this little guy was thinking.But Yan Xun's next sentence stunned him on the spot.

"Then I'll be your boyfriend." Yan Xun said seriously.

At that time, Fu Chengshu looked at Yan Xun suddenly.

The Fu Chengshu who had been calm and calm, with the wind and clouds calm, and the mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face, was like a thunderstorm on a sunny day, which stunned him.

"I'm serious." Yan Xun said.

"No." Fu Chengshu took a long time to let out a breath and said slowly.

"Why?" The 15-year-old Yan Xun's eyes are rare and persistent.

"I'm not in love with T."

"I'm not a child." Yan Xun said aggrievedly.

"In my eyes, you are." Fu Chengshu said while calming his frightened heart.

"What is not a child?" Yan Xun stared at Fu Chengshu stubbornly with his black eyes.

"The legal age is 18, that is, after you graduate from the college entrance examination." Although Fu Chengshu tried to be calm at the time, he was actually quite frightened.

But after thinking about it later, it is actually very easy to understand. The 15-year-old Yan Xun has reached puberty, and besides himself, there is almost no third person in his daily close contact.A restless heart can only be invested in oneself.

From then on, Fu Chengshu, who had been leaving Yan Xun at home for private education, sent Yan Xun to school.

When Yan Xun's college entrance examination ended, that is, a month ago, Fu Chengshu planned to congratulate Yan Xun on his upcoming 18th birthday.While Fu Chengshu was making preparations, he asked Yan Xun what gift he wanted.

"Any gift is fine?" Yan Xun, 18, touched his lips.

"In theory, it's all right, as long as I can give it." Fu Chengshu said with a smile.

"Then marry me." Yan Xun blurted out.The tone was coquettish, angry, and threatening.

Fu Chengshu held his breath and watched him for 2 minutes.

Only then asked him softly, "Are you serious, or are you just angry with me?"

Although Yan Xun was angry, it was 100% true.He couldn't imagine who else he could live with for the rest of his life besides Fu Chengshu.

Yan Xun nodded, "Really."

Then said: "I want to be with you all the time, I don't want to see you with other people."

"Then let's go get the certificate on your birthday." Fu Chengshu said.

Changing his face this time, Xun's eyes widened.

"So, before that, it's still too late for you to regret it." Fu Chengshu said.

"I don't regret it." Yan Xun rushed over and hooked Fu Chengshu's neck, "You must not regret it either."

Fu Chengshu put his arms around Yan Xun's waist, lifted his chin, and Fu Chengshu's lips fell on his lips lightly.

Yan Xun felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.He didn't even remember how Fu Chengshu kissed him. When he came back to his senses, his whole body was limp in Fu Chengshu's arms.

……

Thinking about it, Yan Xun blushed.

I am not my own single arrow.

He has never seen Fu Chengshu treat anyone so well as he treats him when he grows up.

Yan Xun picked from the closet and changed into a pajamas that were not too childish.Looking at his forehead hair drooping like soft fur, he felt that he was really a childish junior, oh no, a high school student.He picked up the hair dryer and blew the front hair to the sides.

Yan Xun pushed away Fu Chengshu's study.Fu Chengshu looked at him, "What, can't sleep? Shall I tell you a bedtime story?"

After saying this, Yan Xun felt very angry, "Don't mention my childhood!"

"Let me help you sort the files," Yan Xun said.

"You have to get up early tomorrow, so go to bed."

"It will be finished in a few days, and now it's just a supplementary scene, there is no need to go so early." In fact, Yan Xun has other plans tomorrow.

He turned on another laptop and logged into the company system.

Unlike Fu Chengshu's own secretary, because he was afraid of making mistakes and delaying things, he had to report to him about everything big and small.Yan Xun has no such scruples.Yan Xun helped Fu Chengshu do this when he was 16 years old.He would sort Fu Chengshu's documents into categories according to priority, pick out urgent and important documents for Fu Chengshu to review first, and give him less important documents to delay.

Sure enough, under Yan Xun's sorting and sorting, Fu Chengshu finished reviewing all the documents in less than half an hour.

Then the two went back to the bedroom together, went to bed, and pulled up the quilt.

"Husband, we haven't slept together for a long time." Yan Xun said in Fu Chengshu's ear like a well-behaved kitten with its paws closed.

Although the reason why he didn't fall asleep at the same time as Yan Xun was not his own fault, but at this moment Fu Chengshu's heart was softened by Yan Xun, and he couldn't help but kissed him next to his ear, "I will try my best to sleep with you in the future."

Yan Xun gave a heavy hum, and slipped into Fu Chengshu's arms.Fu Chengshu put one arm around Yan Xun's waist, and gently patted his back with his hand.

Fu Chengshu's big hand lightly caressed his back, patted him intermittently, and when his body and mind were throbbing, he heard Yan Xun's even breathing.

I fell asleep so fast.Fu Chengshu smiled wryly.

Because Fu Chengshu not only had breakfast with Yan Xun in the morning, but also kissed his forehead before leaving.This kept Yan Xun in a good mood until he sat in the car.Until he got used to turning on his mobile phone, surfing the Internet and eating melons.One-half of the good mood was washed away.return

Because his first melon ate on himself.

"A certain two-character rich and charming husband, a resourceful man, relied on his husband's family to be arrogant and domineering, lawless, and bullied third-tier starlets with power. At the other party's coming-of-age ceremony reception, he slapped the other party for a disagreement. Even the starlet's father said it to him. Sorry. All the guests present were shocked."

Turning another page, he still slapped Liu Chenchen's mouth.In fact, Yan Xun has always been the target of marketing accounts.

Because as long as there are his melons, there will be more likes and more comments.Of course scold him more.

"Can I understand it this way, is this person a spoiled little workman?"

"LS is right, but why do I have the feeling of mastering the text?"

"That's right, although I keep saying that they are married by sex, but I kind of want to lick their CP."

The corners of Yan Xun's mouth curled up involuntarily, let's knock.

I guarantee our CP is the sweetest.

However, now is not the time to think about it...

The car stopped in front of a hotel.