Chapter 94: Just a Bastard

Fu Chen heard the sobbing coming from behind him.

He paused for two seconds, "No."

There is no plan not to be prosperous.

Fu Chen's voice was naturally cold, and even when he spoke in a low voice, he still didn't have any emotions. "Don't let your mind wander. Go to bed early."

Sheng Que grabbed him relentlessly.

He knelt on the bed, and his one hand became two, dragging him like a koala.

"You hesitated."

“…”

Sheng Que has always been a troublesome person.

Fu Chen paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at him, "I'm not angry. Now that the Sheng family and the Fu family have stabilized, I have adapted to the models of both sides. I can manage well even without you, so..."

Sheng Que looked up at him blankly.

The moonlight shone coldly through the window, Fu Chen's indifferent face was a little blurry, and his drooping eyelashes were cold and straight.

Sheng Que didn't quite understand what he was saying.

He thought Fu Chen was quite handsome.

Fu Chen turned around and looked directly into his dull, slightly round eyes. "If you hate being disciplined, then do what you want to do."

Mrs. Sheng's kindness to him was enough for him to protect Sheng Que without worries for the rest of his life.

"What, what do you mean?"

Sheng Que didn't seem to understand, so Fu Chen explained, "I won't control you anymore. If you want to go to the bar, go. If you want to play racing, play. If you want to date... girls, then date."

Fu Chen gave him maximum freedom.

Sheng Que got everything he wanted on his birthday.

He seemed to be unhappy, and even felt so sad for the first time, "You still don't want me... What should I do, can I withdraw... wuwuwu..."

Sheng is indeed like a child who has not grown up.

Once you say hurtful words, you can't take them back.

Fu Chen couldn't explain it to the drunkard, so he raised his hand and brushed away Sheng Que's hand, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Sheng will not cry tomorrow, but will be very happy.

He doesn't like being disciplined, he likes playing and he likes little beauties.

"Don't go." Sheng Que sat up and hugged his waist, pressing his wet cheek against his back and crying, "Don't go, don't go."

Fu Chen's back stiffened, and he blurted out subconsciously, "Sheng Que, courtesy."

Sheng Que was stunned.

I thought, yes, this is the taste.

"Scold me now, scold me now."

“…”

…………

Shen Jixing called Fu Chen as soon as he got home.

Perhaps because they came from the same place, their personalities were somewhat similar, but they didn't have any close friends.

"Are you okay?"

Fu Chen walked out of the room, "It's okay."

Even though his tone remained indifferent, Shen Jixing could hear a slight difference.

"Have you coaxed her?"

He guessed that Sheng Que had probably coaxed the person into submission.

Fu Chen didn't drink much, so his mind was still clear, but he was exhausted by Sheng Que's pestering. "Well, I coaxed him to sleep."

Shen Jixing: "..."

He took back his words of emotional comfort, and found it inexplicably funny.

It was obviously Fu Chen who was angry.

In the end, he had to coax Sheng Que to sleep.

"Sheng Que is too young, and there is no bad...intention in what he said." Shen Jixing stopped talking a little suddenly. Fu Chen on the other end was stunned for a moment and didn't notice anything.

"I know, but I really should think about it."

Shen Jixing replied two seconds later, "What are you considering?"

"Move out of the Sheng family."

He can't restrict Sheng Que for his entire life.

Fu Chen is a man who clearly shows his emotions. Today, when Sheng Que was lying on top of him, he could feel that he was a little out of control, and the emotions that had been hidden for many years showed signs of coming out.

He couldn't use his selfishness to restrict Sheng Que for his entire life.

"Oh, okay." Shen Jixing replied after a moment of silence.

Fu Chen: “……?”

The feelings have faded, right?

Shen Jixing was still thinking about how to hang up the phone without being abrupt, when Fu Chen stepped into the corridor in the night and said with a clear mind, "Okay, hang up, or the lion will bite you."

“…”

Shen Jixing turned off the screen of his mobile phone.

He straightened up slightly and looked at the lion that was biting people.

"Zhou Yili."

In fact, Zhou Yili wanted to pounce on him as soon as he entered the room, but Shen Jixing stopped him and rubbed the corner of his lips casually with his fingertips, cold and ambiguous.

Then he said, "Have fun by yourself. I'm going to make a phone call."

Zhou Yili: “???”

Shen Jixing sat on the sofa in the living room and called Fu Chen.

He saw the eldest master, who used to be lazy and arrogant, sitting slowly on the carpet at his feet like a mentally retarded child.

Play with his hexagram necklace by himself.

Zhou Yili usually likes to wear some silver jewelry, and when he touched the texture of the hexagram, he always felt that it looked familiar.

Before he could take a closer look——

Shen Jixing raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Zhou Yili took his wrist and started playing with his hand. He bit his fingertips twice, and Shen Jixing withdrew his hand in a cold and hygienic manner.

Born in the year of the dog.

Shen Jixing leaned against the sofa so that he couldn't reach his hand.

Zhou Yili had nothing to chew on, so he raised his eyes and saw the hem of Shen Jixing's clothes when he raised his hand.

The extremely black little hexagram can be vaguely seen.

“…”

Shen Jixing threw away his phone.

"Drinking some wine will reveal your true colors, right?" Shen Jixing grabbed the hair on the back of his neck and glared angrily at the man who was gnawing everywhere with his sharp teeth.

Zhou Yili's mind is much clearer now.

But it was rare for him to be this drunk, and the image of Shen Jixing calling him little lion kept replaying in his mind.

He gave Shen Jixing a sneer.

“…”

Shen Jixing was quiet for a few seconds, thinking it was a little too cute.

He silently walked away from the coquettish Zhou Yili, who grabbed his trousers with a confused look on his face.

“………”

He raised Zhou Yili's head before he could say anything, "You have to get up early tomorrow to shoot the morning scene, don't keep thinking about that..."

Zhou Yili looked straight into his eyes, and his slender and muscular body slowly leaned forward.

As if he didn't understand anything, "Where?"

Shen Jixing looked away, unable to tell whether he was still drunk or not.

But he vaguely remembered the feeling at that time, even though the young boy was already very careful.

He still couldn't get out of bed the next day.

Not to mention Zhou Yili today.

"Don't..." Shen Jixing grabbed his hand. His personality was such that he would prioritize everything according to its importance. "Let's talk about it after the killing is complete. By then..."

Zhou Yili's hands were already on his waist, and the heat was rising. "What will happen then?"

Shen Jixing is a pure and desireless person, he is the opposite.

"Then we'll—"

Shen Jixing was unable to say a word as he felt the hand holding the cold ring fall on his lower back.

He pursed his lips and cursed through clenched teeth, "Asshole..."

Zhou Yili was very happy to be scolded.

He laughed in a low voice and kissed the corners of his eyes which were covered with mist. "... just an asshole."