Act like a spoiled brat in the arms of the top Alpha

When Shen An called Fu Fengning, Fu Fengning's phone was busy.

Holding the phone, he sat with Bourne on the stone pier in the square and waited.

After 2 minutes, Byrne urged: "Call again."

Shen An hesitated: "Wait... just wait..."

At this moment, Fu Fengning called.

Shen An quickly picked up the phone: "Uncle Fu..."

His voice was always very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing passers-by.

Fu Fengning chuckled lightly: "An'an, did you have fun today?"

Shen An leaned back against the billboard behind the stone pier, he looked up along the neon lights on the square, and saw a few sparse stars.

He thinks it is beautiful.

For some reason, he felt a little pity.Because Uncle Fu is not here, Uncle Fu can't see it.

Shen An whispered: "Happy... Uncle Fu, it's a bit late... If you are busy, I will ask Bourne to take me back..."

Bourne was drinking soda, when he heard the words "pop", he wiped his mouth and refused in a vibrating voice: "No, no, no! You'd better let your Uncle Fu pick you up! I have to do something later !"

What a joke, how dare he block Fu Fengning's peach blossoms!

Fu Fengning said softly: "Not busy, let Bourne accompany me, and wait for me at the milk tea shop. Don't wait outside."

Shen An was taken aback: "How do you know... I'm outside..."

"There's wind. Don't catch a cold."

So, Shen An honestly followed Bourne to the milk tea shop and waited for Fu Fengning to pick him up.

After watching Fu Fengning place Shen An in the passenger driver, fasten his seat belt, and close the door, Bourne watched Fu Fengning get in the car and start it up, leaving him with a stream of car exhaust.

Bourne felt like a big wronged person, but when he thought of his fat and fat bonus, he suddenly became happy, and felt that if he could do wronged kind of thing, he would like to do it for another 1 years.

In the car, Shen An sat obediently and did not take the initiative to speak.

Sometimes he would look out the window, and sometimes secretly look at Fu Fengning.

While waiting for a red light, Fu Fengning asked him softly: "What is that little box in your arms?"

Shen An carefully glanced at Fu Fengning: "For you..."

"What kind of snack?"

"It's...a piece of cake—"

"What does it taste like?"

"Coffee flavored... with fruit, chocolate—"

"It's so rich, Uncle Fu already wants to eat it."

Shen An hugged the cake box, moved her lips, but said nothing.

He's always been like this recently, Fu Fengning doesn't want to force him to speak, and just pays attention to his emotions from the corner of his eye.

After a while, he saw Shen An scratching the edge of the box with his fingers, and carefully began to unpack the box.

The movement is light, like a cat tiptoeing.

The corner of Fu Fengning's lips twitched slightly, not disturbing him.

At the next red light, he saw Shen An holding a small spoon with a soft piece of cake on it.

Shen An turned half of her body, looked up at him, and tentatively called out in a low voice: "Uncle Fu...here..."

The voice was mixed in the sweet coffee-smelling air, and it was milky and milky, making Fu Fengning's whole heart soft.

In the past, Fu Fengning never dared to think about such a thing.

In his heart, Fu Fengning actually enjoyed being treated clumsily and fawningly by Shen An.It seemed that at such a time, he could temporarily deceive himself that Shen An liked him.

But when Shen An really treated him like this, the apex of his heart ached from his carefulness.

In the relationship between the two of them, he didn't want Shen An to lower his posture cautiously, he felt that Shen An should be the treasure in his palm.

Fu Fengning could more and more feel that after he left Shen An for seven days during his susceptible period, Shen An's attitude towards him changed significantly.He could feel that even though he had returned to Shen An's side, he was still very uneasy in his subconscious.

Fu Fengning hasn't figured out the root cause yet, so he can only keep calm.

Fu Fengning glanced down at Shen An, leaned slightly, and took/caught the small spoonful of cake: "Sweet."

"That... is that delicious..."

"good to eat."

Fu Fengning looked at Shen An who was holding an empty spoon with a dazed expression, and felt that he was like a pitiful chipmunk.

He reached out and rubbed the soft hair on top of Shen An's head: "Put it up first, and eat when you get home."

Fu Fengning was afraid that Shen An would get tired holding the spoon.

He has slender arms and legs, and Fu Fengning is unwilling to do any work for him. Shen An obediently said "um", lowered his eyelashes, stared blankly at the spoon that Fu Fengning had eaten, and drooped his head, I don't know what I'm thinking.

The red light is off, the yellow light is flashing, and the green light is about to come on.

Fu Fengning withdrew his hand from stroking Shen An's hair and put it on the steering wheel.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Shen An's spirit was suddenly sluggish.Shen An put away the cake sleepily, and held the cake box in her arms.

He no longer looked at Fu Fengning, but just stared out of the window in a daze.After staring at it for a while, he lowered his head again.

Shen An was always thin and pale. Fu Fengning loved him in every possible way, but he still couldn't fatten him up, so that when he shrank himself, he looked pitiful and aggrieved.

After arriving home, Fu Fengning ate the cake Shen An gave him first, and he found that Shen An had been secretly looking at him while he was eating the cake.

When it was time for dinner, Shen An didn't seem to have much appetite. Half an hour later, he still hadn't finished half a bowl of rice in his bowl, and he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food.

Head down most of the time.

Fu Fengning finally couldn't stand it anymore, he called softly: "An'an."

Shen An seemed to be taken aback, and looked up at him: "Uncle Fu..."

Fu Fengning wiped the corners of Shen An's mouth stained with vegetable stains with a paper towel, reached out to catch the chopsticks in Shen An's hand, and asked in a calm voice knowingly: "Are you full with Bourne outside?"

Fu Fengning knew Bourne well, and if there was no special report, he would at most take Shen An to have some snacks before meals, and generally speaking, they would be appetizers.

Bourne is very good at guessing his mind, he likes Shen An to eat at home.

Shen An said honestly: "No...we just ate some snacks..."

"Then why don't you eat well." Fu Fengning's tone didn't mean to blame, but his expression was a little serious.

Shen An stared blankly at Fu Fengning for two seconds, then lowered his head: "I don't know..."

Fu Fengning looked at his slightly fluttering long eyelashes, and softened his voice: "Is it in a bad mood or in poor health? Ever since Uncle Fu came back, An An hasn't eaten properly for more than a week. Is it because something happened at work, or is it at home? What's the problem for you again?"

As Fu Fengning said, he picked up a boneless fish fillet and handed it to Shen An's lips: "Open your mouth."

Shen An looked at Fu Fengning timidly, saw Fu Fengning looking at him with a smile, he opened his mouth, and ate it in small bites.

Fu Fengning rubbed Shen An's head like a reward: "If you don't eat well in the future, Uncle Fu will feed you. When will you eat by yourself, and when will you stop."

Fu Fengning originally thought that this could be regarded as intimidation.

After all, when Shen An's mind was still clear, he was not as clingy as when he was panicked, helpless and delirious.

He will need space and freedom.

But to Fu Fengning's surprise, Shen An was not frightened.Instead, he stared blankly at Fu Fengning and nodded.

Fu Fengning thought that he had already said that, and Shen An would definitely eat obediently next time.But after Shen An nodded, she lowered her eyelashes.Eyelashes wet.

He didn't obediently eat by himself, but seemed to be waiting for something.

I dare not ask, I can only wait.

Fu Fengning's throat rolled slightly, and he had an unreasonable guess in his heart.

So he took another piece of Shen An's favorite milk cake and handed it to Shen An's mouth.Sure enough, Shen An opened his mouth again and ate it with chopsticks in small mouthfuls.

Like a timid little hamster waiting to be fed.

Fu Fengning looked at him for a moment, then picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of pork rib soup, and Shen An obediently swallowed it in small mouthfuls with the spoon.

Fu Fengning's eyes darkened, and finally said softly: "An'an, can Uncle Fu eat it?"

Shen An raised his eyes, his eyes were foggy, his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Fu Fengning patiently fed him chopstick by chopstick, spoon by spoon.

After a while, Shen An suddenly called out in a low voice: "Uncle Fu..."

Fu Fengning wiped the corners of Shen An's mouth, and softly said "um": "Are you full?"

Shen An nodded.

I don't know if it was because of the warm body after drinking the pork rib soup, Shen An's complexion finally got better.

Shen An seemed to be watching Fu Fengning's face. After a while, he tentatively grabbed Fu Fengning's sleeve: "May I ask you a question..."

When Shen An asked this sentence, it seemed that he mustered great courage and made a great determination.

This serious look made Fu Fengning's eyes so soft that it was unreasonable: "Uncle Fu will not only answer An An's question, but also tell you anything he wants to know."

Before Shen An could ask, her eyes were red again.

Fu Fengning stretched out his fingertips to wipe his eyes, and coaxed him softly with a smile: "Whose child is this, who drops golden beans at every turn, squeamish."

He paused, and said softly, "Is it a child from Uncle Fu's family?"

Shen An froze for a moment, but did not answer.

Fu Fengning touched his head: "What do you want to ask?"

Shen An's expression was a little sad, and he whispered: "Uncle Fu...how long can I stay at your house..."

Now Fu Fengning was stunned.

Fu Fengning suddenly realized the seriousness of Shen An's abnormal state recently, he held Shen An's face in his hands, and said softly: "Why do you ask that?"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, Shen An's tears almost welled up in his eyes.

Shen An reached out and was about to wipe his eyes with his sleeve, but Fu Fengning held his wrist. Fu Fengning pitifully wiped the corner of his eyes with his fingers, and said softly: "There is no deadline. An An forgot? It is written in the agreement, there is no deadline... Fu Uncle invited An An to the house, and An An is the little master of the house... As long as An An doesn't want to leave, no one will ever let An An leave Uncle Fu's house... Don't An An remember?"

Shen An nodded: "I don't know..."

Fu Fengning said: "It doesn't matter, it's the same now that I know."

He hugged Shen An to his lap, hugged Shen An, and patted him repeatedly, and saw Shen An raised his face in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "But... my pheromones are useless... ...My pheromones are useless to Uncle Fu...Uncle Fu let me come to your house because my gardenia pheromones...can relieve your susceptibility period...Now, my pheromones, useless……"

Shen An burst into tears.

Fu Fengning suddenly realized.

No wonder he has changed so much these days, he is always absent-minded and out of mind.

It turned out that he had been terrified all the time, thinking that he would abandon him because he could not effectively alleviate his susceptibility period?

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