When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

Chi Baiwan's usually warm eyes turned cold, and he said mercilessly: "I won't apologize to you, it's because you were rude first."

Although the boy is a boy, his body can swallow two Chibai nights.

Chi Baiwan's body was too slender and slender, but his expression was neither humble nor overbearing, as if he was unwilling to accept the challenge.

The boy pinched his face, "Andròadormire conmestaseraetilasceròandare." (Come to sleep with me tonight, and I will let you go.)

Chi Baiwan's cheek was very painful from being pinched by him. After he patted it off vigorously, he nestled on the sofa, rubbed his face and frowned, gasping for air in pain: "Shi Han, what is he talking about?"

Fu Sihan's expression was hard to tell.

If there was a scale for anger, it would be about ten levels—angry to extreme calmness.

Fu Sihan was expressionless, and tilted his head indifferently, "He said it's getting late, and it will be dawn if you don't go home."

Chi Baiwan let out an "ah" and glanced at his watch, no wonder, it's already three o'clock in the morning, it's really time to go home and sleep, and he has to go to Lu Chen for a follow-up visit tomorrow.

A string of incomprehensible Chinese words spoken by the two made the boy even more annoyed. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to grab Chi Baiwan by the collar. Chi Baiwan subconsciously wanted to hide on the sofa, but the next second the boy was thrown out His hand clenched his wrist tightly. The hand was so strong that he couldn't break free, and it almost crushed the boy's wrist.

Fu Sihan was very impatient. He had suffered too much grievance tonight, and was furious by Huo Jue with nowhere to vent his anger. The only consolation was that Chi Baiwan was kind to him, even though he lost his memory.

Now there is another Italian who is not afraid of death, and he almost hit him with a gun. Fu Sihan suddenly burst into anger, and found an outlet for his emotions, and his tone was as cold as frost: "Nontoccarlo, Seidavverodisgustoso." (Don't touch him. ,You're really gross.)

The boy was in pain and couldn't get his hand out. He yelled and cursed: "Chiseiequalisonoituoiaffari." (Who are you and what does it matter to you?)

Fu Sihan wanted to say that I was his lover.

But he can't claim that the two of them are lovers without Chi Baiwan's permission, otherwise Chi Baiwan will be angry with him if he finds out.

Therefore, Fu Sihan was too lazy to find an excuse, so he simply didn't answer, pinching his hand even harder, his handsome face couldn't hide the hostility: "Scusarsi." (Apologize.)

They quickly attracted other people's attention, Lyons turned his head, but just smiled, "My little friend is so thoughtless that makes your friend angry. Don't I want to know, whois that gentleman. It doesn't look like normal people." (My little friend is so thoughtless that makes your friend angry. Alright, never mind. But I want to know, what is the identity of that gentleman? Doesn't look like an ordinary person.)

Huo Jue frowned, and said reluctantly: "Do you know from ShangCheng?" (Do you know Richard Fu from ShangCheng?)

Lyons' face immediately became very strange, and he asked the secretary a series of questions in Italian, obviously confirming the authenticity.

The secretary was also unclear, and explained to Huo Jue: "Director Lyons has heard of Mr. Fu a long time ago. His group is second to none in the world, but he is very mysterious. Few people have seen him with his own eyes. He is not sure about the other party. Whether it is Mr. Fu, he hopes to talk to him, if it is really Mr. Fu, I am so sorry."

Huo Jue took a sip from the wine glass, and said pointedly: "Your lover is too oreckless, unlike his lover." (Your lover is too reckless, unlike his lover.)

Li Angsi's face turned pale in an instant.

Huo Jue walked over and pulled up Chi Baiwan who was in the corner of the sofa, and found that Chi Baiwan had shrunk into a small ball and drank a lot of wine. Like the last time in the nightclub, he said helplessly, "Why are you eating so much food? Love to drink? Are you drinking too much again?"

Chi Baiwan was very worried about Shi Han, and his respect for his boss was lowered, "Boss, please help, is Shi Han going to fight him?"

Huo Jue said lightly: "Don't worry about it, this matter has nothing to do with you. Your neighbor is a practicing family, so you can't suffer."

Chi Baiwan rolled up his sleeves to embolden himself: "Boss, let go, I'll help him!"

Huo Jue pressed him down: "Take a rest, get dressed quickly and I'll take you home."

Chi Baiwan didn't want to leave yet, but when Shi Han let go of the boy, it seemed that there would be no more conflicts, so he asked cautiously: "Shi Han, don't fight with him, you will go to the police station, it's not worth it, today I took you out to play, if you enter the police station, I will be too guilty."

Fu Sihan remembered that time when he entered the detention center, he also fought for Chi Baiwan.

He rarely does it himself, but he always fights for Chi Baiwan, and he doesn't want others to bully him...

But he himself was the one who bullied the most...

Fu Sihan heard himself answering him gently: "I know, I won't fight, don't worry, I don't want to go to the police station."

Chi Baiwan felt relieved, and tugged on Fu Sihan's sleeve, "Then you won't come home with me?"

Fu Sihan lowered his eyes and looked at his hands quietly. For a moment, his eyes were full of nostalgia, so he raised his eyes and smiled softly, rubbing his hair: "I want to play for a while, give me a hand when you get home." Send WeChat."

Huo Jue was already urging him, so Chi Baiwan had no choice but to nod, and raised his phone, "You too."

Fu Sihan watched his back leave, but didn't react. He just sat there drinking expressionlessly, watching Li Angsi striding towards him.

"Are you really Mr. Fu Sihan?" Li Angsi was speaking Chinese, Fu Sihan thought indifferently, he is really good at acting, he must have been a good actor before becoming a director.

Fu Sihan glanced at him, "Hello, Director Lyons."

Li Angsi didn't ask him again if he was Fu Sihan, probably because no one dared to pretend to be Mr. Fu, he sat down hurriedly, poured a glass of wine for Fu Sihan, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Fu, for disturbing you ,please forgive me."

Fu Sihan didn't say anything, he put the wine in the glass aside casually, and didn't touch it again.

The attitude was clear, and he refused to accept an apology.

The judges in China just came back from the bathroom, and they were taken aback when they saw this scene. After asking the specific reason, they were shocked and said to a Chinese person in charge in broken Chinese: "Mr. Fu? This time Sisaran He is also on the list of sponsors of the film festival, and he promises to donate all proceeds to charity, he is a decent person, how could he have an argument with Lyons?"

After the person in charge explained with embarrassment, the reviewer trembled with anger, strode over and picked up the boy, and slapped him on the face: "idiot!" (Stupid!)

The boy was slapped on the ground by him and couldn't get up. He covered his face with a dazed expression, and then turned into anger. He glanced at Lyons, then left crying.

Li Angsi's complexion did not change, he continued to smile gently, turned his head and apologized to Fu Sihan: "Mr. Fu, please don't be angry, please don't interfere with your judging panel's voting results because of this unpleasant episode, how about it, I will discuss it tomorrow Come and apologize to your lover personally, okay?"

Fu Sihan lowered his eyes, "I don't like you bothering him."

The smile on Li Angsi's face froze, "Then..."

Fu Sihan was a little lazy, "It's not necessary, as long as there is no next time."

He promised Chi Baiwan that he would not fight, and even if he did not know how to fight, the other party would not dare to confront him face to face. The country is a society ruled by law, and if he can not take the initiative to cause trouble, he will not cause trouble.

Fu Sihan was not so impulsive.

Fu Sihan got up and put on his clothes, ignored everyone here, turned his head and left the bar, even though those people were calling him behind his back, he didn't stop.

Lyons and the judge Pete looked at him, Lyons squinted his eyes, and communicated with Pete in Chinese habitually: "His lover is very charming, I am starting to worry about the award this time, he will be a strong opponent, Moreover, Mr. Fu is on his side, and the situation is very unfavorable."

Pete really didn't understand, he shrugged and motioned him to go back to drink, "Just do your best." (Just do your best.)

Lyons didn't seem to agree with his comfort.

Moreover, he found that the gadget he had just acquired had disappeared.

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After Fu Sihan left the bar with his hands in his pockets, he quickly noticed that someone was following him.

No, to be precise, there was a group of people, about five or six.

Fu Sihan walked straight ahead and turned a dark street corner with no passers-by. It was a deserted alley. He turned on his phone while walking, and saw Chi Baiwan's WeChat message: "I'm home."

In the darkness, Fu Sihan lowered his head, his back was straight and wide, and his arms looked beautiful and smooth. He put the scarf that Chi Baiwan had left in the bar on his forearm, and stood still.

The people behind him also stopped. The obvious smell of perfume on their bodies made Fu Sihan very upset.

He smelled a dirty smell, accompanied by cold air, and he didn't look back, because he also heard the rhythm of a group of familiar footsteps resounding in the alley.

"You stop!"

He was Chinese, and he yelled at Fu Sihan, "Don't leave, you want to leave after hitting someone?"

Fu Sihan ignored him.

The sticks rubbed against the wall and approached him, the clang clang was painful, and the spiked shoes under their feet also trampled on the ground.

Suddenly, the sound of a fist hitting the flesh awakened the empty eardrums. Among all the people, the ninth child reacted the fastest. The moment the other party threw an iron bar in Fu Sihan's direction, he grabbed the collar of the person next to him, and a The lower uppercut with the sound of howling wind hit his jaw hard.

The opponent fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The others surrounded them silently. They had a tacit understanding for nearly 20 years. They didn't need to say anything, and they didn't spare anyone who wanted to get up.

The gangsters on the ground wanted to fight back, but they were knocked to the ground by this group of muscular men. They folded their hands and legs. The heartbreaking sound of bone cracking was harsh and terrifying, condescendingly suppressing the group of street bullies.

But Fu Sihan lit a cigarette at the corner of the street. He hasn't smoked for a long time. He quit since the last time Chi Baiwan showed resistance to the smell of smoke, but today his mood fluctuated like an electrocardiogram. The night didn't stop for a moment, so he had to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

Fu Sihan bent down, flicked the ash on the face of the boy in the bar, and said coldly, "Is it interesting that you made yourself so messed up at such a young age?"

The boy couldn't understand, spat out a mouthful of blood, and gritted his teeth: "..."

Lao Jiu translated this sentence in English. The boy was already scared, so he insisted on remaining silent.

Fu Sihan raised his hand, and gently pressed the cigarette butt between his lips and teeth. The hot cigarette burned his lips to blood, and he said indifferently: "What is the reason that made you have thoughts that you shouldn't have? ?”

The boy's mouth hurts, but he still refuses to speak.

Fu Sihan sighed softly, raised his eyes to look at the night sky, and said in a low voice, "You don't want to betray your dom?"

The boy was stunned, and said in stumbling Chinese: "How do you know?"

Fu Sihan stretched out his hand nonchalantly, and pointed at his ankles: "Hackcuffs, Lione——Li Angsi, do you want me to clarify the master-slave relationship between you?"

The boy's face turned red in an instant, and this expression was very strange on his face. Fu Sihan saw that he was young, only seventeen or eighteen, so he didn't want to make it too difficult, so he raised his chin slightly and told Lao Jiu and the others to relax.

The boy was not so naive. He rubbed his wrist and said, "What conditions do you have? You Chinese, especially rich and powerful people like Mr. Fu, you can't do charity."

Hearing that the boy actually knew his surname was Fu, Fu Sihan smiled unrecognizably, "You are right, the scene between you and your dom was very beautiful, if it weren't for what you just said, I would really I have to believe that you are a good lover who is jealous of love."

The boy frowned, stepped back, and slammed into Lao Jiu's chest. Lao Jiu strangled his upper body and shouted: "I have it. I can tell you the secret! As long as you let me go!"

Fu Sihan signaled him to say.

The boy had no choice but to pour out: "He likes it, Mr. Luan, let me throw the medicine into his wine glass when I hit him, and then take him back to the hotel, the three of us can play together... I just didn't expect you to be here!"

Hearing this, Fu Sihan narrowed his eyes, and his whole body instantly became sullen and irritable, like a lion king who was stabbed while sleeping well. The unexpected anger made him grab the boy by the collar, almost gnashing his teeth. Ask: "What medicine?"

The boy was afraid of him, and tremblingly said: "Aphrodisiac, love, medicine... Mylord has always been bold in this regard..."

The anger in Fu Sihan's eyes was unstoppable, he turned around, calmed down, and said coldly: "Go back and tell your dom, he is looking for death."

When the boy heard this, it was not a good word. It was obviously more crazy and terrifying than warnings such as "Never Next Time". They wanted to meet the actors of "White Cloud Rolling", but they didn't expect to get into trouble when they first came to China. madman.

Fu Sihan obviously wanted to keep him alive, so he was kicked to the ground by Lao Jiu, and he quickly picked up the iron rod and stumbled away.

Lao Jiu was not without worry: "Master, do you want to pay attention to Mr. Chi all the time?"

Fu Sihan didn't speak for a long time before he said, "Well, don't let anyone disturb his career as an actor, and don't let him know anything that happened tonight. I don't want him to be troubled."

Lao Jiu: "Understood, young master."

Fu Sihan bid farewell to Lao Jiu and the others, and returned to Chi Baiwan's home alone.

He opened the door with ease, and before he pushed open the door of Chi Baiwan's room, he heard his bitterly patient voice, the painful and fiery moans squeezed out of his throat, accompanied by the sound of gasping for breath , Fu Sihan's body temperature soared in an instant.

He knew early on that his Wan Wan was too attractive and eye-catching, and his gentle character was not only his fatal trump card, but also made him shine in everyone's eyes.

Fu Sihan felt very guilty, after all, it was his negligence tonight that made him fall for someone else's vicious tricks.

He had no choice but to open the door and walk in, sitting beside Chi Baiwan's bed, stretching out his hand, but he didn't know what to do.

Reunited again, he was afraid that anything he did wrong would make Chi Baiwan frightened and ran away, even though his blood surged wildly, urging him to suppress Chi Baiwan desperately, but Fu Sihan could not and would not allow it. Do that yourself, otherwise, what's the difference between treating him like a little lover, a canary?

Fu Sihan is trying so hard to learn how to love him, so hard to suppress the idea of ​​crazy possessiveness, which completely violates his biological instinct...

He wants to destroy, monopolize, force, disregard everything...

But all kinds of thoughts turned to the end, Fu Sihan just held Chi Baiwan's hand tremblingly, put it to his lips, and kissed him lightly.

Chi Baiwan drank too much wine, was drugged, and was burning hot. He pulled Fu Sihan's hand there completely by instinct, and the meaning was self-evident.

He doesn't even know what he's doing.

On the other hand, Fu Sihan was willing to serve him, even half-kneeling down, and pulling off his trousers tie with his mouth.

He wanted to make Chi Baiwan happy, so he didn't care what method he used.

Chi Baiwan didn't understand what happened at all. He just blushed vaguely. Fu Sihan pinned his hands and couldn't move. He could only breathe heavily with his mouth half-opened and completely threw himself into the tumbling ocean until he became conscious. Appears as a white spot of light and then dissipates.

It was already the second day when I woke up again.

Chi Baiwan felt very empty at first, and the internal organs in his body were washed so exhausted. He always felt that there was something wrong with his body, but he couldn't tell. He took a few glances, but found nothing.

Chi Baiwan went to the bathroom full of doubts, and found a brand new dental set on the sink.

At the same time, there was a burst of fragrance from the kitchen. Chi Baiwan walked over looking for the fragrance, and saw the man's broad shoulders, a very thin apron belt around his narrow waist, and a pair of ill-fitting skirts on his long legs. Slipper, was chopping and stacking vegetables at a steady speed, and at the same time was paying attention to the hot soup pot boiling on the stove, his two hands were busy with their own work, but he operated them in an orderly manner.

Chi Baiwan looked at it with great interest for a while, and found it interesting in his heart that Shi Han didn't get the key yesterday and stayed at his home at night, yet he still remembered to make breakfast.

Really kind.

He didn't hear Chi Baiwan's footsteps until Chi Baiwan nodded his shoulder, "Neighbor, you are so virtuous."

Fu Sihan's shoulders stiffened and he didn't speak.

Chi Baiwan went around to look at the dishes he made, and commented with his tongue: "The appearance is poor, but the taste is not bad. It makes me hungry when I smell it."

Fu Sihan pursed his lips and nodded, "Go out and wait, I'll bring it out to you when I'm done."

Chi Baiwan didn't need it. He just smiled and asked him warmly, "How do you know my taste? They are all dishes I like."

Fu Sihan was stunned for a moment, and then he explained after a while: "I read what your fans said on Weibo, your favorite taste..."

He couldn't say it was the accumulated memory of the five years spent together, could he?

Chi Baiwan scratched his nose embarrassingly, "Well, last night...did I...be rude to you?"

To put it bluntly, Chi Baiwan actually wanted to ask, did he have sex after drinking?

Who knew that Fu Sihan's brows and eyes were lowered indifferently, and he was a little wronged. He replied in a deep voice, "Then will you be responsible for me?"