Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Now it’s all right, two cubs. …
Chen Louchen struggled to get up, and sat on the edge of the bed with the confusion of someone who had just regained his human form. The lines of his shoulder blades drew a cold white arc in the dim light, and the sense of strength he had in his tiger form still remained between his muscles, but the blankness in his eyes made him look particularly harmless. He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes. His naked chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and the pale areola was faintly visible under the cold white skin. The mermaid line between his waist and abdomen followed the waistline down and disappeared into the edge of the quilt.
Fu Xu only took a glance, and the tips of his ears felt like they were burned by fire, and even his breathing skipped a beat.
"Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen, you, you sit down first!" Fu Xu's voice tightened, and his fingertips gripped the corner of the quilt so tightly that they trembled. He almost staggered to the bed and pulled the quilt up, trying to cover the dazzling skin.
When the edge of the quilt brushed against Chen Louchen's waist and abdomen, Chen Louchen visibly flinched, as if startled by the touch of the fabric. He then frowned and turned his head to look at Fu Xu. The confusion in his eyes deepened a little, and he pursed his thin lips slightly, with a hint of grievance: "Uncomfortable."
Chen Louchen's voice was still hoarse from his recent voice change, like sandpaper gently rubbing against the auricle. As he spoke, he subconsciously moved closer to Fu Xu. His shoulder rubbed against Fu Xu's arm, and the contact of their warm skin made Fu Xu's cheeks burn even more intensely. He quickly stepped back half an inch, but fearing that Chen Louchen would fall, he reached out to support his arm: "I'll find some clothes for you."
When his fingertips touched the gauze on Chen Louchen's arm, he let out a soft "hiss", but did not dodge. Instead, he followed Fu Xu's strength and leaned into his arms, resting his head on Fu Xu's shoulder. His breath sprayed on Fu Xu's neck, carrying a warm and moist breath: "Itchy."
His fingers unconsciously scratched the edge of the gauze, as if he didn't know how to express his feelings and could only convey his emotions with the most straightforward actions.
Fu Xu then noticed that the edge of the gauze had been rubbed particularly loose by him, and the blood that had seeped out had spread out into a small patch, which was particularly glaring on the skin. He quickly held down Chen Louchen's hand and coaxed him softly: "Don't scratch it, it will hurt more. I'll re-bandage it for you, okay?"
As he spoke, Fu Xu's fingertips accidentally touched Chen Louchen's wrist. The skin there was as delicate as fine porcelain, and his pulse beat gently under his fingertips, carrying a fresh warmth.
Fu Xu suddenly felt that this was completely different from the Chen Louchen who had fierce eyes and violent actions when he lost control last time. Now he was like a child who had not yet awakened. Even the expression of discomfort was soft and dependent, so stupid that it made people feel soft-hearted.
So, Mr. Shen’s state is different every time he loses control. Is he locking himself up because he is afraid of being discovered?
Fu Xu thought so as he wrapped gauze around Chen Louchen again, feeling anxious in his heart: I haven't found clothes yet, and he's not feeling well. What if he makes a fuss again later?
Suddenly, Fu Xu remembered the dusty cell phone that Mr. Shen had bought him, and the business card that Lin Yunzhou had left behind. He quickly supported Shen Louchen's shoulders, letting him lean against the headboard, and tucked the pillow behind him. "Stay... for a moment. I'll go get something. I'll be back soon."
Chen Louchen refused and reached out to grab the corner of Fu Xu's clothes, his fingers clenched tightly, his fingertips rubbing against the lines on the fabric, the confusion in his eyes turned into panic: "Don't go." Chen Louchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened butterfly, and even his tone was a little coquettish, completely different from the usual stern-faced Mr. Shen.
"I'm not leaving. I'm going to get my phone from the next drawer and will be right back." Fu Xu patted the back of his hand helplessly, and spoke in a softer tone, like coaxing a child. "Be good, and I'll find you some clothes when I get back."
After talking for a long time, Chen Louchen reluctantly let go of his hand, but he still stared at Fu Xu's back, his eyes seemed to be glued to him, until Fu Xu took out his cell phone from the drawer.
Fu Xu wiped it with his sleeve, and when he turned on the screen, the battery was only 15%. He dialed Lin Yunzhou's number with trembling hands, and his fingertips hovered on the dial key for two seconds before pressing the call button.
The phone was picked up instantly, and Lin Yunzhou's voice came through the receiver, still in that calm tone, with a hint of nonchalance: "Hello?"
"Mr. Lin, it's me... Fu Xu." Fu Xu's voice trembled a little. He subconsciously looked back, afraid that Chen Louchen would suddenly run out. "Mr. Chen... he seemed a little strange after returning from Grandpa Liao. He said he was not feeling well. He was different from the last time he lost control. He was especially... especially clingy."
There was silence on the other end of the receiver for two seconds, followed by the sound of a pen scratching across paper. Then Lin Yunzhou's voice rang out again, still emotionless. "It's okay as long as he's not aggressive. His consciousness isn't fully stable yet." Lin Yunzhou paused, then continued, "Just go along with him for now. Give him whatever he wants. Don't argue with him. Zong Yuan will handle the follow-up, so you don't have to worry about it. If he's still like this in a week, I'll come back to check on him."
"But he..." Fu Xu wanted to say something else, but a busy tone came from the other end of the phone. Fu Xu looked at the dark screen and sighed helplessly.
Throw the person at him again.
Fu Xu put away his phone and turned around to find Chen Louchen sitting on the edge of the bed, his feet dangling in the air, his eyes fixed on the door. When he saw him come back, his eyes lit up instantly, like a puppy seeing its owner, and he quickly moved closer to him: "You're back."
Fu Xu subconsciously took two steps back, then remembered that he couldn't provoke him now, so he walked over and picked up the blanket draped over the chair. He unfolded it and wrapped it around Shen Louchen, wrapping even his neck tightly, leaving only his face exposed. "Let's go to your room and find some clothes to wear, okay?"
Chen Louchen blinked, his eyes full of confusion, as if he didn’t understand the three words “your room”.
Fu Xu had no choice but to hold his hand and walk out. Chen Louchen's palms were big, and his fingers unconsciously wrapped around Fu Xu's fingertips, like a curious child. When they reached the black door at the end of the second-floor corridor, Fu Xu stopped.
This is Shen Louchen's room. Although it is different from the house when he first came to the Shen family, Fu Xu remembered it very clearly after hearing from Butler Chen that each property of Mr. Shen would have such a room of his own and no one was allowed to enter. This place was no exception.
"This is your room, you should be able to open it." Fu Xu pointed at the door and said to Shen Louchen, but he was unsure.
Chen Louchen stared at the door for a long time, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the doubt in his eyes turned into confusion. He turned his head to look at Fu Xu, his lips moved but no words came out, as if he was trying hard to recall something, but he couldn't remember anything.
"Try it, you will definitely remember it." Fu Xu patted the back of his hand to encourage him.
Shen Louchen stared at the door for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked it towards the tempered door.
There was a dull thud, and the door panel didn't move at all. Chen Louchen tilted his head to look at it, then kicked it again, this time with greater force. Fu Xu felt that the entire door was shaking.
Chen Louchen frowned. What a rubbish! He had to go in and disturbed him from sleeping with Xiangxiang in his arms.
Fu Xu sighed. Is Mr. Shen’s fighting ability so terrifying at this time?
Just when Shen Louchen was about to kick again, Fu Xu quickly pulled him back: "Stop, it will hurt!"
Chen Louchen knocked on the door in dissatisfaction, not knowing where he touched, a palm print slowly appeared on a black electronic screen. A few seconds later, the door lock made a light "beep" sound, and the originally closed door slowly opened.
Palm print unlock?
It’s important to find clothes first.
The room was dimly lit. The thick black velvet curtains blocked out almost all the light. Only a few rays of light seeped in through the gaps, barely illuminating the outline of the room.
The overall furnishings are extremely simple, without any unnecessary decorations, not even a painting. Opposite the door is a huge matte black solid wood bed. There is no pillow at the head of the bed, only a black leather cushion. The sheets and quilt covers are also pure black, neatly laid out without a wrinkle. On the left side of the bed is a black built-in wardrobe, and on the right side is a black leather sofa. There are no pillows on the sofa, and even the carpet is dark gray short velvet, which makes no sound when stepped on.
At the back of the room stood a black bookshelf filled with books, most of whose spines were dark in color. None of them were casual reading materials, but rather professional books on finance, law, and various daily newspapers, neatly arranged with even the angles of their spines being consistent. The air was filled with the faint scent of red wine pheromones, so faint that one had to get close to smell it, making the entire room seem even more depressing, like a box without any warmth.
This was exactly the same impression Mr. Shen usually gave people: cold, rigid, and distant. But now, holding his hand, he could feel the warmth of his palm. This contrast made Fu Xu feel inexplicably sour.
"Why don't you find something to wear?" Fu Xu let go of Chen Louchen's hand and pointed in the direction of the wardrobe.
Chen Louchen stared at the wardrobe for a few seconds, walked over, reached out and grabbed the wardrobe door, and pulled it aside.
With a "clang", the wardrobe door hit the wall with a harsh sound, and the clothes hanging inside fell to the ground. Black suits, dark gray shirts, black trousers were scattered on the carpet, as well as several dark gray casual sweatshirts. There was not even a single bright-colored piece of clothing.
Fu Xu's eyelids twitched, fearing that he would dismantle the wardrobe again, so he quickly walked over and squatted down to pick up the clothes: "Don't pull so hard, it will break!" He had just picked up a black shirt when he saw Chen Louchen using his shoulder to push against another wardrobe door, as if to knock the wardrobe open, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Let me help you find it!" Fu Xu quickly grabbed him and took out a set of gray cotton pajamas from the scattered clothes. It was hidden in the innermost part of the wardrobe. The labels were still on, so it must have never been worn.
Fu Xu held out the pajamas to Chen Louchen and said, "How about wearing this? It's soft."
Chen Louchen stared at the pajamas for a few seconds, then reached out to take them. However, he didn't know how to put them on. He tried to put the pajamas on his body, trying to put the collar of the shirt over his head. As a result, the sleeves were put on the wrong way around. One sleeve was hanging empty, while the other was tightly around his arm. He frowned and tugged at the fabric, looking confused: "It's uncomfortable."
Fu Xu sighed helplessly and walked over to help him take off his pajamas and put them back on. When his fingertips touched Chen Louchen's back, he obviously relaxed and stood still obediently, allowing Fu Xu to straighten his collar.
The collar of his pajamas was a little big, revealing his collarbone. The pale blue veins were faintly visible under his skin. Fu Xu's fingertips accidentally rubbed his collarbone. He shuddered slightly, turned his head and looked at Fu Xu, with a bit of dependent softness in his eyes: "Touch it."
After putting on his pajamas, Fu Xu glanced at the time. It was almost one in the morning, so he quickly pulled Chen Louchen towards the bedroom: "Let's go to bed, okay?"
Chen Louchen stood still, reached out and grabbed Fu Xu's wrist, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes: "Are you going to see the dog?" His tone carried a subtle grievance, as if he was afraid that Fu Xu would leave him to take care of other "things".
Fu Xu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
It turned out that he was still jealous. He patted Shen Louchen's hand and coaxed softly: "Don't go to see it, I will sleep with you, okay?"
I don’t know what happened. Originally, Fu Xu didn’t want to step out of his own room, but Mr. Shen would forcefully pull him out every time he lost control. Even if it was just to repay Mr. Shen, he actually acted like this. After a long time... he actually felt that he really deserved the title of "Mrs. Shen".
Dr. Gu’s psychotherapy is not as effective as this.
Chen Louchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and followed Fu Xu back to the room obediently. Fu Xu dimmed the lights a little and just as he lifted the quilt and lay down, Chen Louchen followed him in and moved clumsily towards him, one hand on Fu Xu's waist and the other hand grabbing the corner of Fu Xu's clothes, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
"Don't move, sleep well." Fu Xu patted his hand helplessly, trying to move his hand away from his waist, but as soon as he touched Chen Louchen's hand, Chen Louchen followed his strength and burrowed deeper into his arms, his head resting on Fu Xu's chest, his breath spraying on Fu Xu's shirt, carrying warm and moist air: "I want to be held." His voice was vague and sleepy.
Fu Xu had no choice but to let him hold him. Chen Louchen's arms were very strong, holding him in his arms, his chest pressed against his back, with warm body temperature, making his whole body tense.
What made him even more helpless was that Chen Louchen's hands were still restless, rubbing his waist and abdomen from time to time, as if to confirm that he was still around. This made it impossible for him to sleep at all. He could only stare at the ceiling with his eyes open, listening to Chen Louchen's even breathing beside his ears.
This sleep is more tiring than taking care of a puppy.
I don’t know what time it was, but Fu Xu finally couldn’t resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already daybreak. The morning light shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains, forming a light golden band of light.
As soon as Fu Xu moved, he felt warm skin against his side. He looked down and saw that Chen Louchen had taken off his pajamas completely. He was hugging him sideways, his arms around his waist, his head resting on his shoulder, and his long eyelashes shining with light gold in the morning light.
He was still naked, probably because he felt uncomfortable and took it off in the middle of the night.
Fu Xu's cheeks instantly burned, and just as he was about to push him away, Chen Louchen woke up. He opened his eyes, still confused from just waking up. Seeing Fu Xu's gaze, he subconsciously moved closer to him. Then, as if realizing that he was not wearing any clothes, the confusion in his eyes turned into helplessness. He quickly shrank into the quilt, pursing his thin lips slightly with a slightly aggrieved arc: "Don't you like it?"
Fu Xu was about to explain when he saw Chen Louchen's body begin to tremble slightly, his bones making a light "cracking" sound. Under the pale golden morning light, his skin was slowly covered with snow-white hair, his arms turned into tiger claws, and his tail emerged from behind him.
In just a few seconds, the naked man turned back into a white tiger. His huge body curled up in the quilt, with only a furry head exposed. His pink nose rubbed Fu Xu's arm gently, and he made a low purring sound in his throat, as if he was begging for forgiveness.
"You..." Fu Xu was both angry and amused. He reached out and touched Baihu's head. The fur was softer than yesterday. When his fingertips rubbed his ears, he obviously shrank, but still moved closer to Fu Xu, put his head on Fu Xu's legs, and hummed for a touch.
Fu Xu had no choice but to stroke his fur for a long time until he heard the barking of a puppy downstairs. Then he remembered that he still had a little guy to take care of. As soon as he stood up, Baihu jumped off the bed and followed him closely, like a follower.
When they got downstairs, the puppy saw Fu Xu and immediately came over, wagging its tail. The gauze on its right hind leg was still intact, but when it saw the white tiger, it obviously shrank back and took two steps back.
The white tiger immediately stood in front of Fu Xu and snorted softly at the puppy, as if declaring its sovereignty, but did not make any aggressive moves.
Fu Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the puppy and touched its head: "Don't be afraid, he won't bite you." He carried the puppy to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and Baihu lay at the kitchen door, staring at his movements and making a low hum from time to time.
Fu Xu cooked two bowls of noodles and soaked some for the puppy. Just as he brought the noodles to the dining table, he saw Baihu squatting beside the table, his head close to the bowl, licking his lips with his pink tongue, his eyes full of anticipation.
"You have to change back into human form before you can eat." Fu Xu looked at him helplessly.
Baihu stared at him for a few seconds, making a low purring sound in his throat, as if bargaining.
After a long while, Chen Louchen slowly changed back into human form, picked up the light grey pajamas and put them on. His hair was scattered on his forehead, and there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but he still sat obediently at the dining table, staring at the noodles in the bowl.
"Eat quickly." Fu Xu handed the chopsticks to him.
Chen Louchen took the chopsticks, but didn't know how to use them. He picked up the noodles clumsily several times, and the noodles fell back into the bowl, and the soup splashed on his pajamas. He frowned and looked up at Fu Xu with a little grievance in his eyes: "No."
Fu Xu had no choice but to sit next to him and teach him how to use chopsticks. When his fingertips touched his hand, Chen Louchen froze for a moment, but soon relaxed. Following Fu Xu's movements, he picked up a noodle and slowly put it into his mouth. After finishing the noodles, he suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Xu, his thin lips slightly pursed, with a hint of tentativeness: "Kiss."
"What?" Fu Xu didn't react.
Chen Louchen didn't say it a second time, but leaned over and gently touched Fu Xu's cheek. His soft lips had a warm touch, like a feather brushing against her face.
Fu Xu's cheeks instantly burned hot, and even his breathing became disordered. He quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, not daring to look at Chen Louchen again, just wanting to go to school quickly.
If he stayed any longer, he was afraid his heart would jump out of his chest.
At this time, Mr. Shen didn't look fierce at all, he was just like a little tiger cub!
"I'm going to school. You stay home and be good. Don't run around or bully the puppy." Fu Xu picked up his schoolbag and just walked to the door when Chen Louchen caught up with him. He reached out and grabbed his schoolbag strap, his eyes full of reluctance: "I'll go with you."
"No, the school won't let you in... they won't let you in." Fu Xu tried to pry his hands away. "I'll be back after school, okay?"
However, Chen Louchen refused to let go, but held it tighter. The reluctance in his eyes turned into grievance, and his thin lips pouted slightly: "I'm afraid you won't come back." Chen Louchen's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was afraid that Fu Xu would abandon him, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the fabric of the schoolbag.
Fu Xu looked at the panic in his eyes, and her heart softened. She had no choice but to compromise: "Then you can only take me to the school gate, okay?"
Chen Louchen nodded immediately and followed Fu Xu closely. When they reached the door, passersby on the road turned back to look at them from time to time, with curiosity in their eyes:
A man in light grey pajamas with messy hair was following closely behind a teenager with a schoolbag on his back. It looked strange no matter how you looked at it.
Fu Xu's cheeks were burning, and he could only quicken his pace. However, Chen Louchen didn't care about other people's eyes and continued to follow him, reaching out to hold the corner of his clothes from time to time, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Arriving at the school gate, Fu Xu stopped, turned around and said to Shen Louchen, "I'm going in. You, you and Uncle Liu can go home."
Chen Louchen stared at him for a few seconds, then said "hmm" softly, but did not let go of the corner of his clothes.
Fu Xu had to coax him for a long time before he reluctantly let go of his hand, but he still stood there, following Fu Xu's back with his eyes, until Fu Xu walked into the school gate, then he stopped looking reluctantly.
Chen Louchen sat back in the car, staring at the document bags scattered in the car, and grabbed a handful of his hair that looked like a chicken coop.
Why does it feel like something is wrong? It seems that there are such times in my memory, but the people around me at that time were different.
Not a human...
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The author has something to say: Small theater:
Fu Xu (rubbing her hands): Honey, I want to touch the fur.
Chen Louchen (helplessly) (lowered his head) (turned into a tiger) remembered it silently in his heart, touching him once, until he gave birth to tiger cubs!
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