[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Luo Ning is still a normal person and needs three meals a day.

Of course, just a few slices of vegetables are not enough. Fu Cun found the mobile phone that he hadn’t used for a long time. He should still have money in his bank card. He still has a little childish face, and he also added some snacks.

The stuff assembled in the supermarket is delivered to the door. The staff can hardly imagine that someone would like to live in such a desolate place. Sure enough, the preferences of the rich are incomprehensible.

A lot of daily necessities have been sorted out, the dust in the whole house has been cleaned up, the windows are bright and clean, the rug is soft, a few lovely green plants are growing lushly in flowerpots, and the fountain outside is rolling again. The whole villa seemed to come back to life suddenly.

Luo Ning found that even the Internet in the villa was restored, he could watch TV and eat potato chips at the same time, obviously he was here to complete the task, but now it seems to be enjoying it.

Most of the housework was done by Fu Cun, Luo Ning leaned over and said softly, "Uncle Fu, why are you so nice?"

Fu Cun twitched the corners of his mouth and rubbed Luo Ning's head, his smile seemed to have some meaning, "Uncle can take care of you all the time, would you like to stay by Uncle's side?"

Luo Ning nodded obediently. When he first came to the villa, he imagined how indifferent and sharp Fu Cun would be. He was ready to be rejected by Fu Cun, but he really didn't expect that Fu Cun would let his guard down so easily. as close.

And when he was fascinated by watching TV, Fu Cun specially made small desserts and handed them to him, saying they were snacks for him.

Luo Ning was touched, how could there be such a gentle uncle.

Fu Cun's eyes are a bit long and narrow. When he smiles, the tails of his eyes are slightly curved. He looks very attractive, without the slightest aggression. It's like spring wind and rain. People can't help but feel good about him. If he wants to disguise himself, then the mask is Must be perfect.

Considerately, he picked up a slice of orange and handed it to Luo Ning's mouth, "Would you be thirsty after eating a snack, eat more fruit."

Luo Ning was serious about chasing the drama, so she subconsciously bit her mouth. After realizing it, she felt a little embarrassed, her face flushed slightly, and she hurriedly said, "Uncle Fu, I'll do it myself."

He is such a big man, and he is not a real child, so why should he be fed, without such comprehensive care.

Fu Cun smiled, lowered his eyelids slightly, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and glanced at Luo Ning's lips, reminiscing about the soft touch just now.

Luo Ning didn't want to be like a useless person. He couldn't rely on Fu Cun for everything. He felt sorry for doing nothing here, but when he looked around, he found that he really had nothing to do!

Even mopping the floor was stopped by Fu Cun, and he had to do everything including cooking, at most he could help pick a dish.

Luo Ning stood in the kitchen easily, feeling that if this trend continued, he would be taken care of as a giant baby.

Fu Cun was holding a frying pan next to him. He was wearing a black shirt. His stern temperament was destroyed by the apron on his waist. His sleeves were rolled up to his wrists. He could see a strong curve in his movements. He had a handsome profile, which was particularly handsome in Luo Ning's eyes. Such a family husband is also very attractive.

He looked at Fu Cun's sharp side face, lost his eyes for a moment, the action of picking vegetables in his hands accelerated, and quickly dismissed his thoughts, this is his uncle, what is he thinking so much about?

Fu Cunli put the food on a plate. He didn't feel hungry at all, but in order not to show his flaws, he wanted to eat a little bit, and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

"Good time!" Luo Ning Chicken Pecking Rice nodded.

It was about to go to bed at night, when Luo Ning suddenly remembered that there were so many mosquitoes running in outside, even if the windows were closed.

But mosquitoes are always pervasive creatures, and there are still some mosquitoes left in this season.

Luo Ning patted her head, why didn't she think of buying some mosquito repellent when she was shopping today.

Forget it, it seems that I feel like putting on a quilt when I sleep at night.

Smelling the scent of flowers in the air, Luo Ning relaxed. When he breathed evenly, a small green vine came in from the window. The small vine was slightly curled, and the branches were slender and tender.

Fu Cun remembered that there were still mosquitoes in the room, felt the small black spots flying randomly in the air, stretched out the vines, accurately wrapped the mosquitoes in the buds, and slapped them away hard.

Small black dots fell to the floor one by one, the tiny buzzing sound disappeared, and the dead legs were on their backs.

Luo Ning's slightly wrinkled brows also relaxed, his small face rubbed against the quilt, his face extruded a soft arc on the pillow, his drooping eyelashes curled up in disorder, and a few hairs curled up restlessly, he slept soundly .

Fu Cun cleaned up the mosquitoes, but didn't want to leave immediately, moved to Luo Ning's pillow, and looked at Luo Ning's sleeping face.

Couldn't help stretching out the vine to touch it, the movement was extremely gentle, sticking to Luo Ning's skin with nostalgia.

Obviously we have only been together for two days, as long as he looks at this child, his heart will overflow with love.

Fu Cun is not even a human being anymore, he doesn't know what else he can have, but he wants to keep this longing man desperately.

But he knew that this was an extravagant wish. No one would accept a strange species, including this child he was willing to hold in his palm. The current time seemed to be stolen by him, and maybe one day the dream would wake up.

Imagining that the child would look at him in fear one day, and flee away from him in a panic, Fu Cun couldn't help but feel a violent irritability in his heart.

No, he's not that easy to get rid of.

He is not a magnanimous person, he is eager to present all the best in front of the children, but it is impossible for him not to ask for something in return.

Fu Cun rarely wants to be selfish, even if the child hates him, he will not soften his heart easily.

Just as Fu Cun's mood was getting more and more gloomy, a slightly itchy touch came from the side of the vine.

Luo Ning scratched her cheeks, wrapped her little fingers around the young buds, and breathed lightly next to Fu Cun, and the warm touch came over.

Such a gentle movement immediately touched Fu Cun's heart.

He suppressed his dark thoughts, and the vines curled up tighter, sticking to Luo Ning's face, as if they could be closely connected in this way.

After resting at Luo Ning's pillow for one night, Fu Cun escaped from the window in the early morning.

Luo Ning slept very well at night, he slept soundly, looked around, there was no itching on the skin today, there seemed to be no mosquitoes last night, no bites, why did the mosquitoes run away.

He was a little puzzled, and when he was about to pick up the clothes on the ground, he keenly noticed the little black spots.

Twist the mosquitoes with fingers, these mosquitoes are fine, how could they die so badly?

Luo Ning frowned, turned her mind, and realized that it was Fu Cun again.

Normal people can't crawl into his room, but plants can.

Although it was a bit weird, Luo Ning was still quite moved.

Why did Uncle Fu consider everything for him? He didn't have time to rest in the middle of the night, and even cleaned up the mosquitoes for him.

Why treat him so well, even the old father can't do it to this extent, Luo Ning's heart is warming up, Fu Cun takes care of him like this, what if he gets used to it in the future.

If one day he had to be separated from Uncle Fu, he would be very reluctant.

Luo Ning ran downstairs quickly, and smelled the aroma of breakfast. Sure enough, Fu Cun was already busy in the kitchen, baking bread in his hands, concentrating on making breakfast.

Luo Ning ran to the door and looked at Fu Cun's back. The soft light was printed on him, which made Luo Ning feel warm and peaceful.

They just met, but they seem to have become relatives, and the unfamiliar big villa also gave Luo Ning a sense of belonging.

"Are you awake?" Fu Cun turned his head and handed Luo Ning a cup of warm milk, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Luo Ning responded briskly with a smile in her voice: "I slept well!"

"Uncle Fu, the flowers in my room are starting to wither. Do you know where there are still such beautiful flowers?"

Fu Cun's movements in his hands paused slightly, his eyes fixed on Luo Ning's smiling face, with deep meaning, "Do you like it?"

Luo Ning nodded.

The tips of Fu Cun's hands seemed to be hot, and the vines wanted to curl slightly. This is the flower on his body. Children like flowers, so it doesn't mean they like him.

You must always like it.

Fu Cun quietly returned to the room, the branches stretched out, and the most brilliant petals bloomed. They were placed in the vase beside Luo Ning's bed, including a few petals under the pillow.

When the child is close to these petals, Fu Cun seems to be able to imagine how close the other party is to him.

As for the matter of repelling mosquitoes, Fu Cun has never mentioned it. Every night, the little vines wander into the next room. He just wants to help catch the bugs, and check whether the child is sleeping soundly.

Luo Ning lay in the villa for several days. This kind of life was relatively comfortable, but a bit boring. To pass the time every day, he either watched TV and played games, or went for a walk in the orchard.

There is a large orchard behind the villa. Although no one takes care of it, it grows well, and the branches are bent with red apples.

Luo Ning picks the apples and makes them into various snacks, but these things will always be finished, no matter how big the villa is, it will be finished.

He's always looking for something to do for himself.

Luo Ning really doesn't have to worry about anything now, but Fu Cun's food and lodging are all for him. He can't rely on Fu Cun to support him all the time. Just be a rice worm. No matter how happy being a rice worm, if you don't pay yourself, you will be unhappy of.

Luo Ning thought about whether to find a job, it was just in the suburbs, the salary didn't need to be high, as long as she could support herself.

But as soon as he expressed this idea, the cup in Fu Cun's hand immediately fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

Luo Ning suspected that she was wrong, otherwise, how could the gentle uncle show such an expression, his eyes seemed to turn cold in an instant.

He shouldn't have said anything wrong.