When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

Fu Sihan pulled him really hard.

I don't know if it's because of insufficient blood supply to the brain. Chi Baiwan felt nauseous, dizzy, and wanted to vomit. Accompanied by bouts of dizziness, he suddenly felt that his brain had turned into rice pudding.

He never found the time to go to the hospital and ask Dr. Chu Lan whether this was a symptom of depression or his injury after the shipwreck.

Chi Baiwan thought, he should find time to see a doctor before joining the group, but he is not familiar with Chu Lan, so he still has to ask Huo Jue to make a connection.

Chi Baiwan deliberately didn't cooperate with Fu Sihan, walked very slowly, his body was weak and couldn't stand the wind, on the one hand, on the other hand, he didn't want to stand beside Fu Sihan, he hated it to the extreme.

But Fu Sihan stubbornly led him and walked over, his slender and broad hands completely enveloping him.

Chi Baiwan refused to be overwhelmed by this fresh and false memory.

He pulled his hand out decisively.

There were no less than [-] people in front of me. This was not just a simple gathering, it seemed to be a social venue for the upper class with some purpose that Fu Sihan refused to explain.

"Xiaohan, don't tell me, he is your lover. If I remember correctly, he has died in the sea." Fu Yun sat on the dragon-carved mahogany chair, squinting his eyes, his majestic face was uncertain .

Chi Baiwan was pulled behind by Fu Sihan, his handsome body blocked other people's sight, alienated and indifferent, this obviously protective action made Fu Yun unhappy, he put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and made a piercing sound of porcelain colliding.

Fu Yun said in a serious tone: "What do you mean? Are you afraid that I will attack him?"

"Grandpa, it's not what you think. There is a big misunderstanding." Fu Sihan said calmly, "I'll take him upstairs to take a shower and change clothes."

His tone could not be rejected, Fu Yun looked at Fu Sihan, the new Patriarch was hugging Canary upstairs with a face of rejection.

He still held his head and feet horizontally and hugged him up.

Fu Yun frowned, "Fu Song, your son went crazy because of this man, do you know that he got him back?"

"Dad, Zhou Yan and I don't know how Sihan did it." Fu Song squatted down in front of Fu Yun, "He doesn't tell us anything, he has been withdrawn since he was a child."

Fu Yun was silent for a few seconds, stroking the jasper finger on the thumb, "You and Zhou Yan should reflect on yourself, how come you have such a bad relationship with Xiaohan, why not treat him as considerately as a lover."

Fu Song lowered his head, Zhou Yan pulled his shoulders to lift him up, and said in a low voice: "Dad, this kid has been indifferent since he was a child, you can see that he will go all out to get what he wants, you Forgot, when he was 16 years old, he came back to China to visit you and filled a difficult financial loophole for you, with the purpose of hoping that you would transfer the money to his account."

Hearing this, Fu Yun raised his head and looked at Zhou Yan, who was always not fond of talking too much: "So you know, yes, I gave him the money as a reward, after all, you and Fu Song treated him poorly."

"I never concealed my dislike for him." Zhou Yan's voice was very soft, "Although I hate relationships like lovers, I don't like Fu Sihan even more."

Fu Yun knew very well in his heart, "To be precise, you are all afraid of him. Especially you and Zhou Yan, you have thrown him abroad since you were young, and you have never loved him regardless of his life or death. Xiaohan, you can't blame him for indulging in tenderness."

The communication between the few people was not pleasant. Fang Miao pushed Mrs. Huo's wheelchair and walked over, "Grandma Huo wants to come and talk to you."

The older generation is very familiar with each other. Fu Yun looked at the old lady Huo kindly, turned his head and said in a serious tone: "Fang Miao, did you see that person just now?"

Fang Miao nodded cautiously, "I've heard of him, his name is Chi Baiwan, and he is the little lover who follows Brother Han. He is now aliased as Luan Yu, an actor, and today...he was on the hot searches with Brother Han .” The voice became smaller and smaller.

"Yes, this is the person in power of my generation. If you want to marry, you can marry him." Fu Yun took a sip of tea and put the small green orange in the teacup.

Fang Miao's face turned red, "Forget it, forget it, Grandpa Fu, I don't dare to marry him... I think he and Chi Baiwan seem to have an old relationship, and Chi Baiwan doesn't like Brother Han very much. so complicated."

Mrs. Huo also picked up the teacup to drink tea, blew on the hot air and said slowly: "We are already old, I only remember that my grandson Huo Jue saved someone from the sea, maybe it was him. Young people, if you quarrel, you will seek death , I was so impulsive when I was young."

Fu Yun thought of something, his ears turned red, he turned his head to look at the corner of the second floor, and thoughtfully said: "Someone go upstairs and watch, don't let them have an accident."

-

Chi Baiwan was pulled into the bathroom by Fu Sihan and put a bathtub of hot water in it. Fu Sihan knelt down halfway to adjust the water temperature. His neat black suit was wet and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Come here, I'll wash it for you." Fu Sihan immediately came to pull him.

"Boss Fu, please go out." Chi Baiwan's attitude was very indifferent, "I will wash it myself."

Fu Sihan thought of something, his frost-stained face was stunned for a moment, he got up slowly, the soles of his feet slipped, but he opened the zipper of Chi Bai's evening jacket: "The last time I saw you, you were hurt all over, let me See if your injury is healed."

"It's all good, and I won't show you anything that's not good." Chi Baiwan said coldly, and pushed Fu Sihan away, but he couldn't push the iceberg at all.

Bingshan didn't leave, frowning and determined to watch him take a bath.

Chi Baiwan had no choice but to admit it. In front of Fu Sihan, he undressed himself in the direction of the mirror. The mirror was illuminated by the sun, and Fu Sihan stood behind him, hiding in the darkness.

At that time, the hot afternoon sun came in through the gaps in the windows and curtains, not only shining on the mirror, but also shining on Chi Baiwan's clean and white body.

His fine fluff is whitish, and the sun's light casts a deep shadow on his waist. The two dimples are just enough to be pinched, and his eyes look down, and there is a...

Fu Sihan felt his breathing suddenly quicken, and it was difficult for him to take his eyes off Chi Baiwan's body, not only the beauty of the curves, but also the bruises on Chi Baiwan's body.

It was like this in the past, Chi Baiwan's skin was thin, he had many capillaries, and he always had bruises on his body for no reason. It used to be an aphrodisiac, but now Fu Sihan only felt extremely distressed.

That little bit of guilt seems to be making a comeback.

Fu Sihan heard his own voice dry: "Is this all from the injury after falling into the water from the island?"

Chi Baiwan lowered his head and poured hot water on his body. Fu Sihan had seen it before. The day he played in the clubhouse, Fu Sihan thought he was Luan Yu and didn't help him out. He should have seen his injuries back then.

Chi Baiwan didn't answer, and treated Fu Sihan like air.

Fu Sihan was a little displeased.

I haven't seen him for six months. In front of Chi Baiwan, he felt shameful. However, Fu Sihan didn't manage it like a masochist. He stared at Chi Baiwan taking a bath, letting his desires run rampant. , cannot be relieved.

He can't grab Chi Baiwan and make a meal like a beast as soon as he meets.

Chi Baiwan also saw his changes, and regretted being watched by him in the bath, but couldn't be pushed away. The more he bathed, the more irritable he became.

After washing, Chi Baiwan changed into clean clothes that smelled of detergent, and wanted to go downstairs.

Fu Sihan stopped him with a hair dryer from the shelf: "Dry your hair first."

Chi Baiwan sat down with his shoulders held down by him, and the hot air that had been adjusted earlier blew through his hair. Chi Baiwan felt Fu Sihan's hands massaging his scalp, with soothing strength and meticulous attention to detail.

Only when he pressed a place, Chi Baiwan hissed.

That place may be the place where Chu Lan said the brain was congested and lumpy.

Fu Sihan quickly stopped, "Does it hurt you?"

Chi Baiwan pursed his lips, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, "If you want to blow, blow it quickly."

Fu Sihan remained silent, but because of Chi Baiwan's illness, he endured it.

After blowing his hair, Chi Baiwan was led downstairs by Fu Sihan holding hands like a doll.

There is no accident, as long as there is a party for Fu Sihan, he must be the focus of attention. Everyone wants to know what he is going to do, and there are more people who want to talk to him than Fu Yun. He said, today, Chi Baiwan is the only one by his side.

Most people who know Fu Sihan are aware of the existence of Chi Baiwan. Although Young Master Fu is very kind to Canary, he is not as fond of him as he is today.

It's like an eyeball, tied to my side all the time, not letting go anywhere.

Fu Zichen, a cousin of the offshoot of the Fu family, came over, "Brother, how is the company doing recently?"

Fu Sihan nodded coldly, "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Fu Zichen smiled, "Brother, I really have something to do, it's not small, a third-rate young actor is stalking me, can you ask Uncle Jiu to help me and scare him so that he doesn't bother me?"

Fu Sihan didn't immediately agree, his long and narrow eyes cast a sidelong glance at Chi Baiwan, who was slowly picking out his favorite food.

Foie gras, plum jelly, cream soup, sea cucumber...

"Brother?" Fu Zichen called him again.

Fu Sihan looked at him in a blink of an eye, and crossed his hands on the table.

Fu Zichen went around and squeezed his shoulders with great winking, "Brother, I'm just playing around, you don't want our family to be scandalized, right? Playing with celebrities...Brother, please."

Fu Si coldly said: "Fu Zichen, how many times have you been? The last time you were caught from the detention center, you said you would never do it again. What about now?"

Fu Zichen scratched his head: "But I'm not married, what's wrong with making friends? He insists on making me responsible, and he can't get pregnant..."

Fu Sihan became more hostile: "Shut up and let Lao Jiu do it for you."

Fu Zichen said cheerfully, "Brother, is that my sister-in-law? You are so beautiful, and you have good eyesight, even better than that third-rate star..."

Fu Sihan said no more: "Get lost."

Fu Zichen left immediately, and Fu Sihan looked at Chi Baiwan's profile, full of unbearable emotion.

He just wanted to pull Chi Baiwan to a corner where no one was around, kiss him, coax him, and let him return to his side quickly, just like at the beginning.

He got up and tried to get closer to Chi Baiwan.

Chi Baiwan withdrew calmly, without any drastic movements, just a faint, visible refusal, which gently left him a trace of affection in the eyes of others.

But cruelly opened a wound in his heart.

-

After the party ended, the guests did not disperse quickly, they gathered together in twos and threes, and the superficial calm was broken the moment Fu Sihan left.

Everyone was talking about Fu Sihan and Chi Baiwan.

They guessed where the two of them went at this moment.

Chi Baiwan was taken to the small garden by Fu Sihan, picked him up and placed on the flower shelf, Chi Baiwan looked down at him in the flowers, and whispered full of sarcasm: "Boss Fu, you want to have sex with me here? Don't you feel rude?"

Not only disrespectful, but unreasonable.

Fu Sihan hooked his index finger around his collar to make him lower his head, then raised his head and kissed him on the chin, "Why do you make me miss you when you are dangling in front of my eyes?"

"What do you want? Do you want to wear a ﹉ condom, or do you want to force ﹉ control ﹉ me?" Chi Baiwan asked him.

Hearing these words, Fu Sihan felt harsh for the first time: "Enough."

Chi Baiwan said expressionlessly: "Really? It's only a few words, can Mr. Fu not take it anymore?"

"You've changed." Fu Sihan said stubbornly.

"What changed?" Chi Baiwan answered him coldly, "I didn't wear an apron and pout my butt and ass to be fucked by you, I didn't get kicked out by you to pick up the room card on a heavy rainy day, and I didn't take the initiative to kiss you at this time, Are you not used to it?"

Fu Sihan pursed his thin lips tightly, and stared at him with a pair of captivating eyes without blinking.

Chi Baiwan said frankly: "I hope you get used to it, Mr. Fu, I will always say that in the future."

Fu Sihan said this sentence, and Chi Baiwan returned it to him intact.