After Liu Huaijian left, Shen Yunxing lowered his head and dared not look the man in the eye.

There was no change on Fu Tingzhou's face, but his palms were slightly hot.

"Do you want to turn off the lights?" After a moment, he broke the silence.

Shen Yunxing was stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded his head. The next second, the eyes fell into darkness.

In the darkness, the ambiguous and awkward atmosphere was finally eased a little.

Suddenly, his body stiffened suddenly, and he put one hand on the back of the man's hand, and called out nervously: "Mr. Fu..."

"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen." The latter whispered in his ear.

The man's voice and movements were too gentle, and there was a hint of tentativeness. Gradually, Shen Yunxing was no longer afraid, and slowly let go of the man's hand.

"Mr. Fu..."

He called out a little nervously, and couldn't help but move closer to the man.

...

Shen Yunxing had never felt this way before. His head shrank in the man's arms, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Mr. Fu, I can help you too." His cheeks flushed, and after hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage to speak out.

"Yunxing." Fu Tingzhou held the boy's wrist, pressed his lips against his forehead, and kissed him gently.

"Let me hold you for a while."

Mr. Fu's voice was low and hoarse, as if it was charming, making people's hearts beat.

Shen Yunxing blushed and was held in the man's arms obediently. The place where the forehead was kissed was so hot that it was unbearable.

He didn't know why, but as long as he was with Mr. Fu, he would feel at ease. It was the same now. He put his arms around the man's back and rested his forehead on his chest and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, the two of them tacitly chose not to talk about what happened last night. As usual, after having breakfast face to face, the man drove him to school.

The only difference was that this time Mr. Fu went into the office building with him.

The school was going to conduct a ten-day military training, and he was unable to participate in the training due to his current physical condition. Mr. Fu came this time to ask for leave for Yu Xing.

"Oh, Mr. Fu is here. Thanks to the money Mr. Fu donated before, the school has filled the funding gap caused by the reconstruction of the library."

Shen Yunxing was curious at first. What benefits did Mr. Fu give to the school that made the principal agree to drive in. Today he finally found out.

Things went smoothly. In less than ten minutes, the principal signed the sick leave form.

Before leaving, he went back to the dormitory to get something. When Li Mu and others heard that he didn't have to participate in military training, they pulled him and jumped and jumped with envy for a long time. Finally, under Mr. Fu's gradually cold gaze, they shrank their necks and let him go.

"Yunxing, your brother's eyes were so scary just now." Yu Jing pulled him and muttered in a low voice.

Shen Yunxing followed his line of sight and saw the man smiled at him, so he smiled back with his lips curled.

"Really? You must have seen it wrong, Mr. Fu is very gentle."

The three brothers who saw the man's Sichuan Opera face-changing process said: If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have almost believed you!

On the way back to Huating, Shen Yunxing received a call from Ms. Shen. The mother and son greeted each other. When talking about the National Day holiday, Ms. Shen asked him when he would be home.

"I don't know, it's not a holiday yet." He glanced at Mr. Fu sitting in the driver's seat and said vaguely.

"Your mother is just a teacher, and I don't know when the holiday is. Your brother happens to have nothing to do on the 30th, so you can take your brother's car and come back together in the evening." Ms. Shen said without giving him a chance to refuse.

Ms. Shen was rarely so strong. Shen Yunxing guessed that something might have happened at home. After repeated questioning, he finally got the answer from Ms. Shen.

"It's nothing serious. Your aunt's child is sick and will stay at our house for a few days in a few days."

Shen Yunxing knew that Ms. Shen didn't like his aunt. Although he didn't know why, that family loved to take advantage of others, so he didn't like them.

"Want to stay at our house?" he asked.

"Yes, I booked a hotel for them, but they said that the hotel was not clean with so many people, and they refused to stay there."

Shen Yunxing frowned.

No wonder Ms. Shen called and insisted that he go home. There were only three bedrooms in the house. If he didn't go back, his aunt would have an excuse to stay at home.

"Got it. I'll call my brother

later." "No need. I've already called him. Your brother will pick you up at school. Just don't forget." After saying that, Shen's mother reminded him to take good care of himself at school and hung up the phone.

Fu Tingzhou saw the boy staring at his phone in a daze, so he asked, "Did something happen at home?"

Shen Yunxing shook his head, "My aunt's child is sick and will stay at home for a few days."

Fu Tingzhou didn't know that Shen's mother and sister-in-law were not in harmony, so he asked again, "Which hospital are you going to?"

"Lin'an Hospital."

The man seemed to be asking casually, nodded and said nothing more.

Shen Yunxing stared at Mr. Fu's handsome profile for a while, then retracted his gaze after a moment, leaned his head against the car window and stared at the scenery outside in a daze.

Mr. Fu never seemed to mention his family. Would he find these family affairs troublesome?

What about him, is it troublesome too?

Thinking about this, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Why did he care so much about Mr. Fu's opinion? The two of them were living together now, all because of the baby. When the baby was born, he would leave, and Mr. Fu would be standing next to another man or woman, and they would never have any intersection again. His

chest felt a little stuffy, and he frowned, forcing himself not to think about the future.

At least now Mr. Fu was by his side, where he could see him when he turned around.

The car drove all the way to Huating. After Shen Yunxing sorted out his mood and met Aunt Sun, he turned back into the sunny boy with a cheerful personality who could make people happy.

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With one week left before the day to go home, Shen Yunxing was bored at home, so he had to find something to do every day, either helping Auntie Sun clean the house or volunteering to go out to buy groceries.

But Auntie Sun was not willing to let him go alone, so she held the boy's wrist and took him for a stroll like an old man, strolling back and forth, treating him as a fragile item and not letting him carry a single bag.

[Mr. Fu]: What are you doing? Have you had lunch?

At half past twelve, he received a greeting message from Mr. Fu.

What to do? Nothing to do.

Thinking of how carefully Aunt Sun protected him, he sighed deeply.

[Dream Home]: I've eaten, where's Mr. Fu?

[Mr. Fu]: Not yet, I have a meeting later and no time to eat.

Shen Yunxing frowned at first, then his eyes lit up.

[Dream Home]: Mr. Fu, I'll go to the company to bring you food [well-behaved]

On the other side, Fu Tingzhou looked at the emoticon package sent by the boy, as if he saw the boy's eyes wide open, looking at him with hope on his face, a smile spreading in his eyes, and several executives waiting for the meeting were stunned, and they couldn't believe that this was the terrible boss who just got angry at the newcomer and almost scared him to tears.

[Mr. Fu]: Okay, I'll let Secretary Yang pick you up.

Shen Yunxing almost jumped up in excitement after receiving the man's reply.

[Dream Home]: No need to trouble Sister Yang, I can just take a taxi there [Happy]

The man paused for a moment and replied, "Be careful on the road."

He was so happy that he ran to the kitchen to find Aunt Sun.

"Aunt Sun, please make two more dishes and I will send them to Mr. Fu at the company." Aunt Sun

was startled when she saw him running in: "Slow down, if Tingzhou knows that you are running around at home, I am afraid you will not be allowed to go out in the future." She threatened with a stern face.

"I was wrong, I will never do that again in the future, can you please not tell Mr. Fu?" Shen Yunxing hugged Aunt Sun's arm and activated her coquettish skills.

The enemy was too strong, and Aunt Sun was unable to resist, so she could only smile and shake her head.

"You kid."

An hour and a half later, in the office of the president of Shengshi Entertainment.

"Boss, aren't you going to eat yet?" Secretary Yang knocked on the door and came in wearing high heels.

"Are you not hungry yet? Go ahead."

Not hungry? Secretary Yang thought to herself: She hasn't eaten for the whole morning. Is her boss trying to cultivate herself?

"How about I bring you one?"

"No need."

Seeing her boss working so hard that she forgot to eat and sleep, Secretary Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Is her boss going to become a workaholic again? !

Thinking of this, she left the office worriedly, and didn't hear the "gurgling" sound coming from behind.

In the office, Fu Tingzhou raised his hand to press his aching stomach, got up and poured himself a glass of water. After drinking it all, he finally didn't feel so uncomfortable.

[Fu]: Where are you?

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to the boy.

Shen Yunxing didn't see it. He was stopped outside the building by the security guard while holding the thermos. No matter how he explained, the security guard refused to let him in and said that there was no such person as Mr. Fu

in the company. "What Mr. Fu? There is no such person in the company. You have found the wrong person." The security guard said impatiently.

Shen Yunxing frowned: "Impossible."

"Hey, what's wrong with you, kid? I've been working here for six or seven years. How can I not know who the boss is? There is only a boss named Qian in the company, not Fu! Hurry up and leave, or I'll call someone!" Seeing that he didn't leave, the security guard stretched out his hand and pushed him twice.

"Yunxing!"

Fu Tingzhou came out of the elevator and happened to see this scene. His face suddenly sank.

He ran to the boy quickly, held his wrist and asked anxiously: "How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Yunxing shook his head: "Mr. Fu, I'm fine."

Fu Tingzhou saw that the boy's face was flushed and he didn't look like he was in trouble. Instead of letting go of his worries, he was afraid.

"You have worked in the company for six or seven years and you don't even know who the boss is. I don't think you need to continue working here. Go to the Finance Department tomorrow to apply for resignation." He said expressionlessly.

The security guard's face changed drastically, but he still said with courage: "You are pretending very well. I have been in the company for so long, and I know hundreds of people in the company. I have never heard of any leader in the management with the surname Fu!"

Fu Tingzhou glanced at him: "Whose relative are you?"

"My niece is Mr. Qian's wife." The security guard tilted his head and looked very proud.

At this time, Qian Youde ran over here with a beer belly. He heard from his subordinates that his cheap uncle who loved to take advantage of others had quarreled with Mr. Fu. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He finally dragged his weak legs downstairs. When he saw Mr. Fu's cold eyes, his back was numb.

The security guard saw that his backer had come, and his expression suddenly became more proud. He grinned and was about to call for help, but he saw his nephew-in-law bending over and smiling flatteringly at the man named Fu.

"Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

Fu, Mr. Fu?

The security guard was dumbfounded, his legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground.

Fu Tingzhou laughed in anger: "Qian Youde, when did my Fu Group change its name to Qian?" "

Mr. Fu, you misunderstood, my uncle is just a farmer who knows nothing, you must not treat him as an equal." The latter said while wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "

Mr. Qian said this, meaning that if I punish him, I will be heartless?" Fu Tingzhou said coldly, and then he ignored the uncle and nephew and took the boy's wrist into the elevator.

"Mr. Fu, that's not what I meant!" Qian Youde glared at his cheap uncle, then hurried after him.

But he had no right to enter the private elevator that the two of them were sitting in, so he could only watch the other party leave.

In the elevator, Shen Yunxing looked at the man beside him with curiosity.

It was the first time he saw Mr. Fu angry. The expression on his face when he questioned people with a sullen face and a cold voice was completely incomparable to the cold face Wu Chengshan gave him that time. Mr. Fu just now was obviously much more terrifying.

But he was not afraid at all, but felt very safe.

"Sorry, I scared you just now." Fu Tingzhou saw that the boy had been staring at him, and said with pursed lips.

Shen Yunxing shook his head, pulled Mr. Fu to sit in front of the sofa, and placed the dishes in the thermos on the table one by one.

"Mr. Fu, hurry up and eat, the food is still hot." He handed the chopsticks to the man with a bright smile on his face.

Fu Tingzhou's heart moved, and he took the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it to the boy's mouth.

"Eat together?"

Shen Yunxing blinked. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still followed his inner thoughts and opened his mouth to take a bite.

"Is it delicious?" the man asked with a smile.

He nodded, his cheeks were a little hot, but his heart was bubbling with joy.

So the two of them took turns to eat the food and shared it very cleanly.

Fortunately, they brought enough food, otherwise Mr. Fu would be hungry if he ate it this way.

After the meal, Shen Yunxing touched his bloated belly and nodded a thumbs up for his wit. After Fu

Tingzhou cleaned up the office, he took out an apple from the refrigerator, peeled it, cut it into small pieces and handed it to the boy.

"Eat some fruit."

Shen Yunxing touched his belly again. Although he was already very full, he was reluctant to refuse the apple when he thought that Mr. Fu had peeled it for him.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." He smiled sweetly at the man and mechanically put the fork into his mouth.

Fu Tingzhou saw that the boy had been rubbing his belly and smiled helplessly: "Are you stupid? Why do you force yourself when you can't eat?"

The latter smiled embarrassedly, put down the fork and said obediently: "Mr. Fu, please put it away for me first, I will eat it later."

Fu Tingzhou: "Okay, go to the lounge and take a nap."

Shen Yunxing nodded. He has been feeling a lot more sleepy recently. If he doesn't rest at noon, he will definitely feel sleepy in the afternoon. And with Mr. Fu here, he will feel much more at ease.

Pushing open the door of the lounge, he paused and turned to look at the man: "Mr. Fu, do you want to join us?" With a slightly flushed face, he added, "Well, the baby said he missed you."

He touched his belly and passed the blame to the baby who was less than three months old.

The boy's active invitation made Fu Tingzhou's heart move slightly.

"You go to sleep first, I'll come after I finish dealing with this document on hand."

Shen Yunxing nodded and casually said, "Then I'll wait for you."

Lying on the bed, hugging the quilt stained with the man's smell, she rolled around excitedly, and then she was surprised at how ambiguous what she had just said was.

Mr. Fu's expression did not change, so he probably didn't think much about it, right?

He buried his head in the quilt, and he was so smelly that he was about to smoke.

Shen Yunxing, there's something wrong with you. He said to himself in his heart.

Is there a man who likes to be hugged by another man and longs for the other man to touch his body?

He does.

He likes Mr. Fu's hug, and is greedy for the body temperature left on him by Mr. Fu. He even unconsciously wants more. Now he is like a pervert, hugging the quilt that Mr. Fu has slept on, his heart beating wildly.

Thinking of this, Shen Yunxing suddenly opened his eyes.

Is he... in love with Mr. Fu?

The author has something to say:

Big Orange: Well, why doesn't it count?

This chapter has blocked me several times. What on earth did I write that is shameful? ? (Slamming the table)

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