After the fake drama with the big guy was really done, it became popular

The last scene was finally over. Liu Cong held the trumpet and shouted: "You have worked hard during this time! I will treat you to the celebration banquet tonight! Everyone have a good meal!"

Everyone cheered.

The few people who were finalized held bouquets in their arms, and the male and female protagonists stood in the middle, taking photos with all the staff.

Although Matsutake has been finished a long time ago, it has been helping the crew, so now there is a bouquet of flowers in my arms, and the faint fragrance lingers in my ears.

He stands in the far corner, smiling broadly at the camera.

During the celebration banquet in the evening, many people came to drink with Matsutake, secretly asking whether Mr. Fu would come today.

Matsutake is a person who will not refuse, so he drank all the cups and said politely: "Fu Zhoushan will not come tonight."

However, he is not good at drinking, and he feels dizzy after drinking a little.

Jian Yi found a corner for Matsutake to sit down, and Matsutake put his hands on his forehead, thinking that he had failed Fu Zhoushan's previous instructions.

I drank too much again.

Seeing that Matsutake's face turned pale, Jianyi was worried, and ran to the back kitchen to ask for hangover soup.

Matsutake was the only one left sitting alone at the table, his white and slender fingers gently caressing the rim of the glass, tenderly as if stroking a lover's face, his eyes were lowered, and his eyes were like water, quietly looking at the glass. Shake the serum.

In such a noisy crowd, sitting in a corner, he felt strangely peaceful.

However, this innocence was soon broken. Guan Chi came over and asked softly, "Matsutake, are you alright?"

Matsutake raised her eyes, the beauty was slightly drunk, but her eyes were a bit cold, the eyes that were originally watery were now filled with mist, which made people think of a cold pool with misty water in winter.

Guan Chi's throat moved slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Do you want me to take you back?"

Matsutake was not so clear-headed, squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then shook his head dullly: "I'm going to wait for my husband to come."

"Fu Zhoushan won't come today, I'll take you back." Guan Chi continued.

Matsutake still shook his head and said stubbornly: "He will come, I'll wait for him right here."

Guan Chi was helpless, seeing someone came to toast again, he quickly blocked it, sat next to Matsutake, and looked at the people around him quietly.

It's really eye-catching.

No wonder Fu Zhoushan obviously doesn't like you, but wants to keep you by his side.

When Fu Zhoushan walked into the hotel, he saw such a scene. He walked over slowly, ignoring other people's eyes, and directly hugged Matsutake into his arms.

Matsutake snorted lightly in a daze, frowning a little dissatisfied, but felt the familiar breath, and calmed down again.

Like a kitten, the fur that had just been blown up quickly went down, and it even rubbed against the person's arms a few times.

Fu Zhoushan looked at the soft beauty in his arms, his heart was a little soft, a faint smile unconsciously hung on the corner of his lips, and he said softly in Matsutake's ear: "Let's go home."

"I'm going to wait for my husband." Matsutake muttered, but subconsciously raised his hand and wrapped it around Fu Zhoushan's neck.

"My husband is here." Fu Zhoushan followed the temptation, "Come back with me, okay?"

Matsutake stared at the handsome face in front of him with misty eyes, and shook his head for a while: "You are not my husband, you didn't even kiss me."

"Do you want me to kiss you here?" Fu Zhoushan asked softly.

Matsutake tilted his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand this sentence, he held Fu Zhoushan's face in his hands, looked at it carefully for a long time, then parted his thin lips that were stained red and moist by the smell of alcohol: "Don't you want to?"

No matter how restrained Fu Zhoushan was, he couldn't stand such teasing, so he pecked Matsutake on the lips, and didn't give Matsutake a chance to refuse: "Let's go home."

After speaking, ignoring the surprised gazes of outsiders, he reached into the hollow of Matsutake's leg, picked him up, and walked outside.

But being stopped by someone, Fu Zhoushan stopped for a while. It turned out that it was the little actor before, who was overconfident.

Fu Zhoushan sneered and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Fu Zhoushan, he doesn't love you at all." Guan Chi stared angrily at Fu Zhoushan's hand holding Matsutake, gritted his teeth and said, "You not only deceived yourself, but also deceived him."

"So what if you don't love?" Fu Zhoushan embraced Matsutake's waist, let the frail and boneless beauty lean against his arms gently, covered his eyes lightly, and said ruthless words: "He They are mine, and they can only be locked by my side."

After speaking, he went straight out.

As soon as Jane came back with the hangover soup, she saw her immediate boss, put down the bowl quickly, and chased after him: "Boss Fu!"

Fu Zhoushan glanced at him coldly.

Jian Yi trembled all over, because of her dereliction of duty, she dared not speak.

Several people got back into the car and drove back in silence.

Only one drunk kept making noises. Matsutake dishonestly put his hand into Fu Zhoushan's clothes, and was pulled out by Fu Zhoushan again, and the cycle repeated.

After going back and forth too many times, Matsutake seemed a little irritable, grabbed Fu Zhoushan's hand and pressed it on the chair, and was about to kiss him forcefully.

Fu Zhoushan couldn't help but laugh, he didn't expect that such a day would happen to him, and he didn't resist, he looked at Matsutake quietly, waiting for his next move.

Want to see what else this kid can do.

However, matsutake didn't know what to do at all. It just kissed Fu Zhoushan's face and lips all over the place, then buried it in Fu Zhoushan's neck, and fell asleep.

"..."

Fu Zhoushan was caught off guard, so he could only sigh, got out of the car and went home with the sleeping child in his arms.

When Bai Wenyu came to open the door, he was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm drunk." Fu Zhoushan explained.

Fu Zhoushan entered the door with matsutake in his arms, and gently put the baby in his arms on the bed. Seeing the cute sleeping baby, he couldn't help kissing him, took off his shoes, and changed into pajamas.

Bo Wenyu knocked on the door: "Xiao Shan, I'll make some wine soup, let Xiaorong drink some."

"Understood, Mom." Fu Zhoushan responded and was about to get it, but when he got up, someone grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

He patted Matsutake's hand lightly: "Good boy, let go."

"Don't go." Matsutake whispered softly.

"I'm not leaving, I'll be back soon." Fu Zhoushan said.

Matsutake frowned tightly, it looked like he might be having a nightmare, at some point, big tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, and wet his whole face.

He grabbed Fu Zhoushan's clothes and shook his head vigorously: "I don't believe it! You won't come back after you leave!"

In his dream, he saw Fu Zhoushan's back many times, indifferent and cold, leaving him alone.

Let him be swallowed by the empty darkness.

He reached out to grab Fu Zhoushan, but he couldn't catch anything. The person in front of him was just a phantom, which would disappear at any moment.

Matsutake cried more and more sadly, curled up into a ball, trembling and sobbing in Fu Zhoushan's arms.

Seeing him like this, Fu Zhoushan couldn't help but put him in his arms again, stroked his hair comfortingly, and said to the door: "Mom, bring the soup in."

Bai Wenyu waited anxiously outside. Hearing this, he opened the door, brought in the hangover soup, put it on the bedside table, looked at Matsutake, and said worriedly, "What's wrong with Matsutake?"

"I'm having a nightmare." Fu Zhoushan sighed, "I'll just take care of him, mom, go and rest."

Bai Wenyu nodded, and looked back when he walked out the door.

Fu Zhoushan patted matsutake on the shoulder twice, bit his ear and said softly: "Rongrong, wake up, drink some hangover soup before going to bed."

Matsutake reluctantly turned over, but didn't get out of Fu Zhoushan's arms, but pointed the back of his head at her husband.

Fu Zhoushan laughed, and pressed the matsutake on the bed, the tip of his tall nose slid gently on the back of his fair neck, rubbing his ears together: "Are you really awake? Then I can only feed you."

Matsutake muttered something inaudible, but still didn't wake up, her delicate face wrinkled in grievance, curled up like a wronged kitten.

Fortunately, I am a lot more honest and will not move around.

Fu Zhoushan sighed, wondering who the hell made this little idiot drink, it was just asking for trouble for him.

He had no choice but to help Matsutake up again, let him rely on himself, picked up the bowl of hangover soup, lowered his head to take a sip, and kissed Matsutake's lips sideways.

Slowly put the soup in his mouth into Matsutake's mouth, sometimes Fu Zhoushan wiped the soup that dripped from the corner of his lips before swallowing it with a paper towel.

Soon, a bowl of soup will see the bottom.

One night, Fu Zhoushan was so tortured by this little drunk, he took a bath for him, and then slowly fell asleep.

So much so that when Matsutake woke up the next day, he saw that the people around him were still fast asleep.

Although he was drunk last night, he clearly remembered what he did after he was drunk.

Matsutake might feel ashamed to do those childish actions in front of ordinary people, but in front of Fu Zhoushan, it's no big deal.

This is his husband!It's not an outsider!

Only partiality is a lover.

Matsutake has always believed.

He put his chin on his cheek and chuckled, looked at the sleeping person, remembered how Fu Zhoushan took care of him last night, and felt that he could be with such a person for the rest of his life, what more could he ask for.

Matsutake got up lightly, leaned over to Fu Zhoushan's ear, and kissed him lightly on the tip of his ear: "My husband, sleep well, I'll make you breakfast."

The door closed slowly with a soft sound, and the man in the room suddenly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were deep and clear, not at all like someone who just woke up.

He looked in the direction where Matsutake left, with a smile in his eyes.

Bai Wenyu, who got up early, saw Matsutake get up, and asked, "How are you, Xiao Rong, do you have a headache?"

Matsutake blushed a little, and quickly said: "It's okay, Mom, I drank too much yesterday."

Bai Wenyu smiled kindly, waved his hands and said, "It's normal for young people to drink too much."

"I'll make breakfast." Matsutake pointed to the kitchen.

Bai Wenyu glanced at him worriedly: "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"I'm really fine." Matsutake scratched his head in embarrassment, "I made you worry."

Bai Wenyu was very understanding, so he didn't say any more: "It's fine."

Matsutake quickly got into the kitchen, cooked a pot of porridge, and baked pies, each one was browned and crispy, which made people watch their index fingers move.

After the meal was brought out quickly, Matsutake took off the apron and shouted: "Mom, come and eat."

Bai Wenyu quickly walked out of the bedroom, smelling the fragrance, suddenly felt hungry and his stomach was empty.

Matsutake: "Mom, I'm going to call Zhoushan."

Seeing Bai Wenyu nodding, Matsutake went to Fu Zhoushan's bedroom, and was pressed against the door as soon as he walked in.

Matsutake looked up at Fu Zhoushan's handsome face, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she couldn't help pushing him: "Why, are you drunk too?"

"I am such a virtuous wife, didn't you leave me a good morning kiss?" Fu Zhoushan put his forearm on the top of Matsutake's head, looked down at his own child, his crooked eyes were full of smiles.

Matsutake's cheeks were a little red, Ruxing's eyes looked at the tall man in front of him without blinking, obviously he was not short, but standing in front of him was half a head shorter.

He raised his hand, put his arms around his lover's neck, pulled him down, and gently pushed his lips up.

"Good morning, husband."

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