Bag innocently looked at the man who was holding him in his arms. Little Sugar Cake was already a big cat. Lying in Fu Xiao's arms, he almost stuffed Fu Xiao into his arms. The snow-white cat turned around in Fu Xiao's arms and stretched out his paws to hug him Holding Fu Xiao's hand, his hairy head rested on Fu Xiao's chin, and he screamed, like a large rice cake that couldn't be pulled off.

Fu Xiao snorted inexplicably, it was quite useful to lie on the sofa, his slender fingers ran along the fluffy hair of the little sugar cake.

While looking at Fu Xiao's eyes, Little Sugar Cake adjusted his strategy. Two pink meat pads stepped on Fu Xiao's arms regularly. How comfortable he was, he just wanted to make Fu Xiao serve him comfortably.

Very dog-legged.

Silly Baitian and Xiaohei were stunned.

Xiao Hei said stupidly: "Is the little sugar cake so squeamish?" This is not the way he usually beats a cat.

The action of the little sugar cake rubbing back and forth—

Silly Baitian couldn't help but stretched out her claws and patted Xiaohei's brain: "This is called coquetry."

The little sugar cake's voice couldn't help shaking, and she was crying inside.

His mighty and domineering image!

Fu Xiao is also very satisfied with these things. Although the sugar cakes are usually very sticky, they are still very rare. He secretly smiled in his heart.

He even thought wickedly that it would be good to come back a few more times in the future. Fu Xiao completely forgot how the vengeful Little Sugar Cake would react once Xiao Tang Kuo found out that he did it on purpose.

But now, thinking about this, he raised his hand, turned his head slightly, revealing a good-looking profile face, but his brow bone was a little high, his eyelashes were thick, and his facial features were extraordinarily deep. The small candy cake of the thumb was also pulled up, and the body was pulled into a long strip. The small candy cake just stuck out the pink tongue, and was pulled extremely close to his face.

The little sugar cake sticking out his tongue just happened to meet Fu Xiao's eyes.

Fu Xiao's hand has been taken away, but his tongue is still outside, and the little sugar cake is hesitating. In this situation, it is strange for him to retract his tongue, but it is also strange to follow Fu Xiao's hand to lick it.

He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao's dark eyes were like the shining midsummer starry sky, and he was so beautiful that he had no wife. For a time, the white long-haired cat was confused by the beauty, his head was dizzy, and he stuck out his pink tongue and licked Fu Xiao's chin.

After a few seconds of silence, one person and one cat froze at the same time.

The white cat stood up from Fu Xiao's arms, and walked out without looking back, but the pace felt a little like escaping.

what happened to him? How can such a thing be done.

This time, Fu Xiao didn't stop it, but after watching the little sugar cake leave, he touched the place that the barbed little tongue had just licked, and it was numb.

He couldn't help but think of the way Little Sugar Cake left just now.

Seems like a bit of bullying.

Finally betrayed Hue and rushed back to his secret base.

Little Sugar Cake's face was still a little hot.

He couldn't help but regret it, why did he just run away, didn't he just lick it?

Isn't it normal for him to lick Fu Da's smelly socks? It's not that I haven't licked it before, why do I look like a country cat that I haven't seen in the world.

What's more, Fu Xiao covered it by himself.

This is completely the boss's care for the younger brother, that's right.

So the eldest Little Sugar Cake finished changing clothes quickly, and simply sent a text message to Secretary Zhang to show that he knew, and he did not dare to delay the appearance of the little brother Fu Xiao's house on the remote path outside the house.

The young man trotted to the door of Fu's house.

Fu Xiao has informed the guard.

The guard glanced at Su Zening, called the villa, and let him in after confirming his identity. Seeing the boy coming for the first time, he asked enthusiastically, "Do you need me to take you to Mr. Fu's place?"

Su Zening looked at the big tree with his paw print not far away, sighed, and shook his head silently.

The assistant, Su Zening, stood in front of the **oss conscientiously and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Xiao seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Director Angus' contract will be delivered later. They are in a hurry. You can sign it if you see it without any problems."

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

That's what happened.

Under his feet, two cats looked up at him curiously.

Silly Baitian sniffed at Su Zening's trousers strangely. It tasted the same as the little sugar cake.

But

Silly Baitian looked sideways at the little candy cake watching TV on the sofa, and looked back and forth in doubt, the little candy cake was clearly there.

But from the very beginning, there was something wrong with the little sugar cake, as if it was sick, and the reaction was dull.

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Cats like you very much."

Where could Su Zening hear Fu Xiao's overtones? He smiled in a low-key manner and said boldly, "I'm very fond of cats."

Can you please a cat?

Fu Xiao smiled in a rare low voice, hugged the cat on the sofa and rubbed it in his arms, "This is my cat's name, Xiao Tang Cake."

Su Zening originally wanted to keep a low profile, but he thought that Fu Xiao didn't know who he was anyway, so he praised him sincerely: "No wonder, this cat is extraordinarily handsome and majestic, and it looks very powerful."

Fu Xiao:  …

☆, he wants to have him

Fu Xiao choked on the sugar cake without any pretentiousness.

He looked at the face of the young man opposite for a moment, and had to admit the fact that Little Sugar Cake sincerely felt this way.

At this time, the housekeeper said, "Master, someone from Mr. Fu just invited you over to finish dinner."

Fu Xiao didn't take it to heart at first. He and Fu Yunxi knew each other well. He said casually, "Tell him that I don't have time."

The butler's voice was a little hesitant and said, "Mr. Fu said you must go tonight. If you don't go, he will come directly later." Today, Mr. Fu doesn't know what medicine he took wrong. To improve the relationship with the young master, after being pushed back by the young master, he will feel ashamed and won't bother again.

A sneer flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes, what if Fu Yunxi came? If Fu Yunxi wasn't afraid of losing face, he wouldn't mind being kicked out.

He originally planned to do this, until he saw the young man's face, and his heart was shocked.

If Fu Yunxi really came—

There was even a trace of panic on his face, which had always been stern.

No matter how annoying Fu Yunxi is, he is also his father.

If it is really too ugly.

What will the teenager think?

The young man always smiled politely, and he seemed to be well-educated. Although his origins were unknown, he was never born to look like this. He should have had parents who loved him very much.

Does he think he is too cold-blooded?

So he held back his disgust and said to the housekeeper, "Tell him, I'll go over at night."

Unexpectedly, Angus' contract was delivered very late, and it was almost dinner time.

And Fu Yunxi saw that Fu Xiao hadn't come for a long time and even came over by himself.

When Fu Yunxi saw that Fu Xiao had guests, he was afraid that Fu Xiao would refuse to go there because the guests had reasons, so he spoke first and asked Su Zening to go with him.

So at the dinner table, it was really embarrassing.

Fu Yunxi sat in the middle.

Fu Wei and Fu Xiao were divided into two sides, and Su Zening sat obediently beside Fu Xiao.

The newborn baby was carried down and walked around, and was not very energetic. Su Zening only glanced at it from a distance, and felt that the baby's face was a little redder and less lively than before.

He told Fu Yunxi, but Fu Yunxi said with a smile that he didn't care, this child was not lively, did not like to move, and was not sick, as he usually does.

Su Zening couldn't say anything.

A meal is eaten by everyone without knowing the taste. Finish the last dish.

Fu Yunxi put down his chopsticks, and said to Fu Xiao in a pleasant manner: "Fu Xiao, I recently got news that there is a piece of land to be developed in the north of the city."

Su Zening put down his chopsticks.

What does Fu Yunxi mean? He remembers that Xingchen's banner is not involved in land development. He has been in Xingchen for so long, and he also understands the scope of Xingchen.

He looked at Fu Xiao suspiciously.

Fu Xiao's expression was somber, he couldn't see his expression.

Fu Yunxi waited for a while and saw that Fu Xiao didn't answer him, he could only say: "I got reliable news that a new economic zone will be established in the north of the city in two years, and my friend has already bought the land. During the development process, the funds The chain is insufficient and needs to inject funds to find me, this kind of opportunity is a rare opportunity." His eyes already showed excitement. The friend is a friend he has known for decades, and he has also asked the relevant personnel for relevant inside information, and he is basically sure about it.

He looked at Fu Xiao with rare kindness in his eyes and said, "Our father and son can invest together."

Fu Xiao was silent, looking at Fu Yunxi with dark eyes, expressionless on his face.

He just couldn't understand, the old man Fu was full of iron and blood, from the star Fu family back then. The Song family and the Wu family's three families were turned into the dominant position of the Fu family. How could such a person give birth to such an idiot.

However, if it weren't for Fu Yunxi, he was not really a plastic talent, but if he could see even the slightest "successful talent" in his body, Mr. Fu would not skip over this eyeball-like son and hand over the stars to himself.

Fu Xiao has always admired Mr. Fu a little, he understands better than anyone else. The big Fu family only cares about Fu Yunxi's incompetent son.

He and Fu Wei are at best Fu Yunxi's sons, Aiwu and Wu. Without this Fu Yunxi, they are nothing in Mr. Fu's heart.

But he doesn't care what Fu Yunxi does with his own money, so he just sneered: "You can do whatever you want, you don't have to bring me." He couldn't get used to this kind of father's kindness and filial piety.

Fu Xiao couldn't help but said, "Dad, you're thinking, how can there be such a good thing."

His words were of no use, especially to someone who was deeply involved in it.

Fu Yunxi was choked up by Fu Xiao's cold attitude. He was about to turn his face, but he seemed to think of something. He suppressed his temper abruptly, and persuaded him with good words: "The source is absolutely reliable, you can rest assured." He needs to calm down and ask It's not that he doesn't have enough money, and he won't find his eldest son, who has never been able to deal with it.

Fu Xiao said directly: "You don't have enough money." Otherwise, why would Fu Yunxi think of him.

Fu Yunxi's face turned red and said, "It has nothing to do with this."

Fu Xiao was indifferent, thinking in his heart that Fu Yunxi's money really wasn't enough.

Mr. Fu has never treated Fu Yunxi badly with money. What did Fu Yunxi do that he couldn't get so much money?

Fu Xiao was keenly aware that something was wrong. He looked directly at Fu Yunxi and said rudely, "Where's your money? Did you gamble?" Besides that, he couldn't think of anything else that would make Fu Yunxi have no money.

However, Fu Yunxi avoided Fu Xiao's eyes as if he had been stabbed in the dead end, and yelled at Fu Xiao, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

However, Fu Xiao competed against each other, frowning without retreating and asked, "Did you move the Xingchen shares under your own name?"

Fu Yunxi stood up in exasperation and yelled at Fu Xiao, "Is this how you talk to your father?"

It looks like the shares haven't moved yet.

Fu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. If he used the shares, it would be troublesome. Fu Yunxi did a smart thing.

Of course, it is also possible that he just doesn't dare, after all, Mr. Fu is still alive.

Fu Xiao glanced at Su Zening. During the quarrel, the young man looked at himself worriedly, which made him feel a lot better.

He originally wanted to accompany Fu Yunxi to play the role of father and son filial piety, but unfortunately Fu Yunxi himself screwed it up and tore the veil of warmth, Fu Xiao no longer pretended to say: "You know what is going on between us. ."

Fu Yunxi laughed at Fu Xiao so angry, and brought up a topic that father and son hadn't touched for many years: "I know you've been blaming me, but I didn't know anything at the time, so you can't blame me. You can blame me. It's your mother's crazy family. It's our Fu family who raised you, so you just talk to me like that?"

He looked at Fu Xiao's indifferent and dignified face, and said indiscriminately, "You probably don't remember, you really look more and more like your crazy grandfather, and you deserve the blood of the Song family."

sigh - a sound

With the sound of the chair being pushed away, Fu Xiao suddenly stood up and looked at Fu Yunxi.

Fu Wei was frightened by the fierce quarrel between the two, and tried to change the topic with the muddy: "I received an offer from Heishan Investment, and Mr. Kong also let me go-"

But apparently no one listened to him.

Fu Xiao stood up, gave Fu Yunxi a cold look, and said with astonishing aura, "If you want money, you can exchange your shares for it. Otherwise, you know, I have a way to keep you from getting a penny."

Fu Yunxi didn't speak, he knew that Fu Xiao could definitely do it. Even if he was reluctant, Fu Yunxi had to admit that he had to look at this son's face and act now.

Fu Xiao sneered and turned to leave.

Su Zening watched Fu Xiao leave and clenched his palms.

Fu Yunxi patted the table angrily and said, "Nizi!"

Su Zening stood up and walked over and said firmly, "Fu Xiao is not a traitor, you are the one who is at fault." It's okay to say that he is nosy, he is really angry, why does he say that to Fu Xiao.

Fu Yunxi was already angry, and he was even more angry when he saw that Fu Xiao's subordinates rushed to contradict him. He said, "What does the matter between our father and son have to do with you?"

It's not that he didn't apologize to Fu Xiao afterwards. He also felt guilty about this child and thought about making up for it.

But this child is cold, his body seems to be supported by a hard branch full of thorns, and it hurts to stab those who approach.

But Fu Yunxi didn't know that in such an environment as the Song family, a gentle child could not survive.

A child who is used to relying on his own will not easily remove his thorns, because he knows that once he removes the thorns all over his body, he will never be able to get up again if he falls into the abyss.

Su Zening did not retreat. He looked at Fu Yunxi and said seriously, "Not knowing is your biggest mistake."

Fu Yunxi looked up at him.

"Everyone else can not know, but only you can't. You are a father, you should know."

The father is not the same. He should be the protector of the child, propping up the world for the child.

Su Zening couldn't help thinking sadly, maybe, there was a time when this middle-aged man in front of him was the imaginary god in young Fu Xiao's heart, a hero who would save his world.

So now it is extremely unforgivable.

Fu Yunxi was dumbfounded. At this moment, he was shocked. He somehow felt that the young man in front of him knew what had happened.

The marriage with Song Mingwei was a shackle to him, and it was his incompetence as a man. Once he escaped that quagmire, how could he still think of Fu Xiao? Besides, who would know that a famous family like the Song family would do such a thing.

Su Zening had already pushed away the chair and was going to chase Fu Xiao. Before leaving, he turned his head and said, "It's not that the child is not lively, he is sick, if you really take a serious look at him."

Su Zening couldn't help but think.

The biggest mistake of Mr. Fu is that he never taught Fu Yunxi what responsibility is.

The three brothers of the Fu family are not qualified as a father.

In the end, Su Zening turned his head in frustration and said, "Fu Xiao is better than you."

Fu Yunxi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but said nothing.

Su Zening trotted to the door.

At the door, Fu Xiao hadn't gone far.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fu Xiao, then was stunned, wondering if Fu Xiao heard it.

What should he do if he hears it in turn and asks himself?

Su Zening was beating drums in his heart.

Fortunately, Fu Xiao only glanced at him and didn't say anything. Today is rare, Fu Xiao didn't wear a formal suit, only a trench coat, which made him stand tall and straight, and walked into the unique snow that Su Zening was familiar with. After the bitter taste of pine trees.

Fu Xiao suddenly said, "I was raised by Mr. Fu's side, but I have never been grateful to him." He seldom even called "Grandpa". From the bottom of his heart, he only thought that he and Mr. Fu were cooperating. relation.

With the potential and ability he showed, Mr. Fu handed over the stars to himself, and he would protect his incompetent son for the rest of his life.

The money and the goods are settled, this is the silent tacit understanding between the two of them.

Fu Xiao sometimes thinks that his blood is probably cold, which is very similar to the Song family. Even if he resists it, he has long been deeply branded with the shadow of the Song family.

He was terribly cold to all his worldly relatives, and he never cared about it before.

But now he was afraid that his cold blood would scare away the boy in front of him.

But despite this, he still showed this naked side to the young man, like a wolf showing his fangs, as if he was saying, "I've already shown you the most terrifying one, and you are still there." Chance to regret.

Su Zening looked down at his toes and mumbled.

He probably also noticed that something happened between Grandpa Fu and Fu Xiao that he didn't know about. If they had a good relationship, Grandpa Fu went out for treatment for so long. rarely call Grandpa Fu.

He whispered: "If you don't like it, don't like it. No one stipulates that a family must love each other, but—"

Fu Xiao, who was walking in front, stopped, his heart tightened.

Su Zening, who was following behind, didn't have time to stop, the tip of his nose hit Fu Xiao's back, and the pain came from the tip of his nose in an instant. Su Zening's eyes were red, covering his nose, raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiao aggrievedly: "However, you will later It might be a bit of a hassle to move out."

Especially the pile of property of the small sugar cake, he would not agree to bring any less.

It's inconvenient to carry those cats.

Fu Xiao's deep eyes were dark, and there seemed to be dark waves surging in them, but there seemed to be nothing.

After hearing those words, the young man looked at him with only pity in his eyes.

It may seem like a joke when you say it, someone even looked at President Fu of the stars with such eyes.

But at that moment, Fu Xiao's heart was like the coast after the tide had receded.

The young man was like a light shining into his heart. In an instant, he realized that the young man knew everything, his past, everything he had, and the young man accepted everything about him calmly, good and bad.

The young man understands the difficulties he once had, and cherishes the self who has disappeared in the years.

Fu Xiao smiled and stretched out his fingers with deep eyes, and wiped the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes with his long fingers.

However, the raging desire for protection in his heart is frantically at work.

He thought it was the person in front of him, he didn't want to let go, and he wouldn't give the teenager a chance to regret, he wanted to have him.

But Fu Xiao probably didn't know that he himself was shining in the eyes of the young man.

The author has something to say:

It's not intentional anti-theft, accidentally posted a wrong chapter, so just changed it to anti-theft, and it will be replaced in the update tomorrow.

There will be no anti-theft stamps in the future.

☆、Fu Xiao, the father of the gold master

At the end of the sky, there is a special light of dim yellow.

Fu Xiao looked at everything around him in confusion. It took him a moment to realize that it was in a dream.

He stood up, walked into the crowd, and looked around.

This is a lively square next to a kindergarten. There is a children's activity center in the northeast corner of the square. Most of the parents are playing here with their children. He seems to be transparent, and people who come and go around him turn a blind eye. .

Fu Xiao looked at an out of place child in the corner, and then stopped.

This child also looks about seven or eight years old, dressed in neat clothes, black and white clothes wrap every inch of skin tightly, but the socks on the little leather shoes are ridiculously blue and yellow.

This is

He followed the child's eyes, and sure enough

The child stared at a pair of father and son in the park. The father smiled and held the child's hand. The little boy naughty wanted to climb on his father's body. The father smiled helplessly and carried the little boy on his shoulders.

The silver bell-like laughter reached the child's ears. The child clenched the wrinkled and disfigured photo in his hand and looked at everything in front of him greedily. He was able to determine that the man in the photo was the father of the pair of father and son.

This is the father he has not seen in three years and the younger brother he has never seen.

The child silently chewed the word father in his mouth and feet, and then rolled his eyes, thinking expectantly——

When he walks over, what will his father do to him? Will you pick him up like you would your brother?

Can he tell his father that he doesn't want to stay at the Song family anymore?

The child took a jumping pace and walked towards the smiling and happy father and son.

Fu Xiao's face was indifferent, remembering the incident in his memory.

At that time, he was just eight years old, and he gave birth to a back bone for the first time. It took him about half a year to run out from under the eyes of the security guard arranged for him by the Song family. In this park, his titular father was also found.

At that time, he was still full of unrealistic fantasies and expectations for the word father.

But now he can see clearly, how could he escape the surveillance of the Song family when he was eight years old? All this is just a warning and ridicule from the aloof ruler of the Song family to him, and the first lesson he taught himself.

What happened afterward?

Before the child could approach the father and son, he was stopped by the long-awaited bodyguards.

The still young Fu Yunxi looked at the bodyguard his father had left for him in confusion and said, "Is that so?"

His gaze fell on the child whose shoulders were held by the bodyguard, paused for a second, then looked away and said, "Who is this?"

The child who was being held down looked at Fu Yunxi with wide eyes, and something in his heart cooled down a little.

Fu Yunxi felt that this look was inexplicably familiar.

The bodyguard who was in charge of the Fu family said with a blank face, "The child of Mr. Fu's friend, sneaked out on his own."

Fu Yunxi was a little strange but still said: "Then take the child back."

The young boy in his arms suddenly waved his small hand and said in a childish and cute voice, "Brother."

The child who was held down by the bodyguard turned back suddenly.

Fu Xiao watched all this.

What happened so many years ago, why did it appear in his dream again.

Having grown up, he watched the child gradually leave.

This was the first lesson the Song family had taught him, and it was also the most impressive moment. His nominal grandfather ripped open the interests of the world to him, so that he could understand the shallowness of family affection.

Doesn't the Fu family know?

Fu Yunxi may really not know.

But how could Mr. Fu not know, but what if he knew?

At that time, the stars were divided among the Fu family, the Sun family, the Song family, and the Wu family.

The Fu family and the Sun family have already fought fiercely, and the Fu family cannot lose the Song family. At that time, Song Mingwei was not completely crazy, and the Fu family had the lesser of two evils.

So he was sent back to the Song family by the Fu family's bodyguard.

Since then, he has been thinking about what kind of magic the top layer of the stars has, and he must stand up and take a look.

And he has already done it, Fu Xiao looked at his hands and closed his eyes silently.

It took him twenty years to get to this point.

One of the worst things that Mr. Fu did in his life was to transfer some shares to Fu Yunxi before the operation.

Heishan has been silently acquiring Xingchen's shares over the years, plus his own shares, and those shares that Fu Yunxi is about to sell.

It won't be long before the Fu family is no longer the first shareholder, and the senior management of Xingchen has gradually been replaced by their own people over the years. Soon Xingchen will change hands again, and the Fu family will also be Expelled from the board, and he would have the stars entirely.

In the dream, these deeply buried thoughts raged in Fu Xiao's mind.

He was never a good man.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought, after all these are completed, what is he going to do?

Are you still alone in this world?

No matter how gorgeous the throne of stars is, it is still cold and without temperature.

At this time, the hand was suddenly pulled from behind, and there was a burst of warmth in the palm.

Fu Xiao turned his head -

The boy with black hair and blue eyes did not know when he appeared in his dream.

The thin and beautiful young man raised his beautiful black hair and smiled warmly. He held his hand from behind, leaned his chin on his tiptoes and put his chin on his shoulder, swaying his hand and said coquettishly, "Fu Xiao, wait for me. Ah."

At dusk and sunset, the smile of the boy who tilted his head seemed to glow.

Fu Xiao clenched the boy's hand tightly, and stared at the boy with deep eyes. After a while, he smiled suddenly, took the boy's hand, and pressed a pious kiss on his lips. He thought, his boy is so good.

He wants the whole world to see the light of youth.

After a kiss.

The boy's cheeks were slightly red, he lowered his head and stared at the toes. After a while, he mustered up his courage. He took a step closer, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly.

It feels wet and hot, like a hot spring running through it, it feels so real.

Then, Fu Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling.

Expressionlessly and skillfully, he picked up the small sugar cake that was sleeping soundly on his face, and then touched his face. Sure enough, there was a crystal clear liquid around his lips, and the corners of the sleeping white dumplings were wet. , turned over, found another place in Fu Xiao's arms and fell asleep.

The next day, the little sugar cake opened his eyes on time. When he saw Fu Xiao who was still closing his eyes, he smiled complacently. It turns out that Fu Xiao also sleeps late one day.

The little sugar cake, who was always called by Fu Xiao, was wicked, and stretched out his paws and stepped on Fu Xiao's handsome face.

Still no response.

Push again.

Still no response.

When the little sugar cake was about to dance on Fu Xiao's face, Fu Xiao finally opened his eyes, and there was a slight blue and black under his eyelids. He didn't seem to have a good rest last night, and he calmly watched that the little sugar cake had been stretched halfway toward his face. claws.

The little sugar cake stiffly retracted the outstretched paw, licked it, and left as if nothing had happened.

Fu Xiao looked at the back of Little Sugar Cake leaving, touched the place on his cheek that had just been touched, and sighed.

Still like a child.

Now that he has decided not to let go in this life, he has to think about the future path for the little sugar cake.

in the company.

It was Su Zening, who started recording, who was going to the recording studio.

Fu Xiao pushed the door open and said, "Where are you going?"

Su Zening answered truthfully, "Go to Director Wesson."

Fu Xiao said with an expressionless face, "It just so happens that I'm going too, let's go together."

Su Zening snorted, a little reluctant in his heart. He originally wanted to sneak out and buy himself a cake or something. If Fu Xiao followed, would the cake go to soup soon?

Fu Xiao looked at him sideways.

Su Zening immediately changed his tune and said, "Of course there is no problem."

So Fu Xiao condescended all the way to personally accompany Su Zening to the recording studio.

The 20th to 30th floors of Xingchen belong to its brokerage company.

Who in the entire star does not know Fu Xiao.

This way, Fu Xiao took Su Zening to the recording studio, which attracted the attention of countless people from brokerage companies. Many people were speculating about the relationship between the young man and Fu Xiao. Everyone in the entertainment industry was a talented person, and they saw it through their hearts.

joke? Is there any big thing that President Fu can bring over in person?

It is common for them to see people in their circles. Children with no background and no qualifications are only bullied here. President Fu took the boy around so much that he was telling everyone to keep their eyes open and not to mess with them. Someone who shouldn't be offended.

Anyone who is smart will know what to do when they encounter this young man at work.

But Su Zening didn't know about Fu Xiao's good intentions.

The two walked down the empty corridor.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao turned his head to look at the boy and asked, "Do you like to sing? The kind that is sung to many people."

Su Zening replied without thinking, "I like it."

Fu Xiao said with a light expression: "You just like it."

Su Zening was very puzzled by Fu Xiao's mindless words, but he didn't dare to ask Fu Xiao.

After sending the boy to the recording studio, Fu Xiao smoked a rare cigarette, looked at the boy with a soft expression through the gap in the door for a moment, put out the cigarette, and turned to leave.

For the future, he tossed and turned for a long time last night.

If the little sugar cake has always been just a cat, he can pet the little sugar cake for a lifetime, keep him at home, and let him be obedient.

But Little Sugar Cake is also a person after all. He is definitely not the kind of person who wants to be locked up in one place for a lifetime.

Little Sugar Cake always learns to know the outside world and learn to grow.

And what he has to do is to escort him all the way, shelter from the wind and rain.

The office on the top floor of the star.

Xiao Yun, the vice president of Xingchen's largest brokerage company, stood outside the door nervously.

Vice President is a powerful working woman. She used to be a well-known gold broker. In recent years, she has switched to administrative work, but her prestige and connections in the industry should not be underestimated. Rong Hang was brought out by her.

President Fu suddenly asked her to come over, which made the experienced President Xiao panic.

After all, although their brokerage company is large, they are not top-notch among the countless companies under Hexingchen.

Secretly recalling that there were no omissions in his work in the past few months, Xiao Yun took a deep breath and pushed away Mr. Fu's office.

In the office, Fu Xiao and Yan Yuese nodded to Xiao Yun and said, "Sit down."

Xiao Yun sat down according to his words.

As soon as she sat down, Fu Xiao handed her a document.

Xiao Yun took the file in confusion, and when she opened it, she found out that it was a juvenile's file. Her professional habit made her start evaluating the potential of the juvenile when she took over the juvenile file. After turning the pages, Xiao Yun's expression gradually became serious. It wasn't until the last page that Xiao Yun closed the document reluctantly and said, "Mr. Fu, what do you mean?"

Not long ago, she heard that President Fu personally brought someone to the recording studio. She didn't believe it at first, but now she does.

Fu Xiao said directly without beating around the bush: "What do you think?"

Xiao Yun objectively commented: "The potential is very good, and it is comparable to the original Rong Hang." The appearance is distinctive, the ability is strong, and it is excellent in all aspects.

Fu Xiao looked at Xiao Yun and said meaningfully: "Then I will give him to you in my own name, are you willing?"

Xiao Yun is a smart person. When she heard this, her heart started to thump. She understood what Mr. Fu meant. In her own name, she naturally owed a favor, and she could make Mr. Fu owe her a favor. .

How could she not understand what this meant in her career?

So she suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and said, "Okay, I will not disappoint President Fu."

In the recording studio, Xiao Yun quietly walked in.

In fact, she didn't look very good in the beautiful entertainment circle. At this time, her aura was restrained, and she was mixed in with the staff, and no one doubted it.

She silently looked at the boy in the recording studio. The boy's body was slender, and his face was considered good-looking in the entertainment industry. What was even more difficult was that he had a clear and flying aura of a boy around him, so that he could also be among the many beauties in the entertainment industry. Free from vulgarity.

Although she put down her lofty ambitions in President Fu's office, she was relieved when she saw the real young man. She was full of confidence in an instant. She was as handsome as a young man, but if she wasn't too rude, she could make him crush him. Most people are at the top.

What's more, how can a singer who can get into the eyes of Wesson have poor ability.

Su Zening was completely unaware of this.

He started humming a song from the movie, which was going to be the theme song for the first promo for the movie, so in a hurry, he was already standing in front of the radio, but the band wasn't in place yet, obviously Not going to get involved the first time.

In the production team of Wei Sen, there are all talented people, and they are not considered arrogant, but they are not too polite to Su Zening.

Wiesen did not stop, in his concept, respect can only be earned by one's own ability.

What's more, young people have this ability.

Wei Sen leaned against the wall on one side, his eyes definitely looking at the boy.

Su Zening was not annoyed, he took a deep breath and sang the lyrics acapella, the boy's voice echoed throughout the recording studio, and the melodious melody spread out, as if as soon as he opened his mouth, the boy's voice had a strange magic power , he is the center of the audience, everyone's attention will be attracted by him.

And that string of notes seems to be magical, and it is difficult to ignore it, and it flows into people's ears and hearts.

After a few words-

The band members who were laughing and laughing slowly stopped their playful movements and looked in the direction of the boy.

And Xiao Yun's uncontrollable excitement in his heart suddenly took a step forward.

There was only one thought in her mind. No wonder Angus had to wait for this boy. She seemed to have discovered a treasure trove. Maybe her career could really take a step forward.

Ding

This is her mobile phone suddenly received an email, which was sent by President Fu.

She hurriedly opened it, and the email contained two contents, one was the contract of the young man in front of her, and the S-class contract.

This is the second S-level treaty in the history of Xingchen, the first being Rong Hang.

The other is a few words.

All the upfront expenses and costs of the teenager are borne by Mr. Fu in his own name, and there is no upper limit.

Xiao Yun looked at the boy in the recording studio with a wry smile.

What is the relationship between this young man and Fu always? Can Mr. Fu do this for him?

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The relationship between the cat and the shit shovel officer! !

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☆, Fu Xiao, why are you so stingy.

"Hello." After the song was sung, Xiao Yun walked towards Su Zening, and she looked at Su Zening's eyes, like she was looking at some kind of baby.

The gaze that looked at himself like a commodity made Su Zening take a step back.

Xiao Yun smiled, stepped forward and introduced himself: "My name is Xiao Yun, and President Fu asked me to take you."

Su Zening didn't answer: "Mr. Fu" Fu Xiao, what kind of moth is this, what does he need to bring with him?

Su Zening couldn't hide anything on his face, and that face clearly wrote all what was in his mind.

Xiao Yun chuckled, Mr. Fu didn't say it, and he naturally wouldn't say it. Her eyes were poisonous, and she had never seen so many dirty things in the entertainment industry for so many years.

She could see clearly the relationship between President Fu and this young man at a glance, and President Fu was afraid that he was serious about this young man.

But she's a smart person and knows what to say and what not to say. She took a look at the boy just to have a bottom line in her heart.

She just read the contract first, and the teenager hadn't signed it yet. She said that it is not necessarily that President Fu will use this contract to make the little beauty happy. Why can't she think about it and tell it first, so she just He smiled and said: "I have seen the contract you signed with Angus. You have the obligation to cooperate with the announcement of the movie. You will cooperate with the announcement in the future. You can't do it now. I am here to help you."

She was right, being a teenager is very good, but as an artist, she still needs to take some physical lessons.

Since she decided to bring the boy, she naturally understood that cooperating with Angus's movie announcement was an excellent opportunity for the boy to debut. If it works well, teenagers can definitely become famous in one battle.

How could she miss this good opportunity? When the first round of the film's promotional video was released a month later, the juvenile contract should have been signed, and the two cooperated just right.

if

A look of regret flashed across Xiao Yun's face. If there were music variety shows with decent nationality in the same period, the popularity of young people would be further improved.

Unfortunately, the time is limited, and there is no domestic music program scheduled for one month later, and it is too late to form a team now.

Unless there is a ready-made team.

There is no way to do this. She has to think about whether there are other ways to improve the youth's nationality.

Xiao Yun thought so much in his mind, Su Zening didn't know it at all, he looked at Xiao Yun hesitantly.

At this time, the people around had recognized Xiao Yunlai and greeted her at a discount: "Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Yun nodded slightly, she smiled and handed Su Zening a piece of paper: "This is your training class schedule, the time and place are all there, you will come on time." She is looking for top teachers and ordinary artists. Can't ask for money.

Of course these teenagers don't have to know.

Su Zening took this piece of paper and didn't think much about it. He only regarded it as part of the cooperation with Angus. After all, Angus' film is also one of the key projects of Fu Xiao's company this year, and Fu Xiao single-handedly facilitated it.

Being able to help Fu Xiao will also help Fu Xiao's career, and he is even a little proud.

But this pride only lasted until he opened the piece of paper and saw the densely packed courses on it for a week. Su Zening's eyes widened.

So many lessons! He will die after all of them.

Before he had time to feel sad, Wesson had already told him to go over and start the second recording.

This time, the musicians were all in place ahead of schedule, and their expressions were no longer joking, and they showed their true skills.

Wesson smiled with satisfaction.

He knew that his arrogant team had already recognized the teenagers.

Tick ​​tock, time passed little by little.

The moving vocals hummed like the wind in the mountains, constantly circling in the small recording studio, with the warmth of the spring breeze.

"Okay! Done." Wesson took off his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with joy in his eyes.

Although this is only the theme song of the promotional film, he was not able to finish it so quickly.

He looked at the boy as if he were looking at a treasure. What is even more surprising is the attitude of the young man. He finished so quickly, but he did not have a trace of pride. Instead, he kept asking himself if he wanted to record it again, try it for a few more days, and choose the best version.

Wei Sen looked at the boy with approval, and the tall Nordic man said softly: "It's already great, you don't need to choose, Yi, you have to believe in me and yourself." The boy's humble attitude made him very satisfied. , he has seen too many talented but arrogant people.

Su Zening reluctantly smiled and looked at the class schedule that said the recording started immediately after the end of the recording, but he couldn't smile at all.

God, does he believe in himself?

It's that he doesn't want to go to class yet.

noon.

Su Zening squatted gloomily in the dessert shop near Xingchen, eating strawberry-flavored ice cream with a spoon.

The strawberry-flavored ice cream is the best.

He will start his class in the afternoon.

Only ice cream could give him some solace.

With a few donuts packed in his hand, Su Zening walked out of the dessert shop.

Suddenly there was a panicked meow not far away.

Su Zening saw a few wild cats meowing around an old cow cat.

Except for the white claws, the cow-hair cat has a dark body and sharp eyes. Although it is lying on the ground, it still pays attention to its surroundings. It looks very powerful when it is young, but now the hair is sparse. Su Zening finds it strange at first glance. The cat is about ten years old.

Wild cats don't live that long.

Beside it, several wild cats meow anxiously, desperately pushing what they found to the old cat.

The old cat just glanced and closed his eyes.

Su Zening recalled that some domestic cats would automatically leave the house a few months before they were about to die, which was probably the case with this cat.

The teeth of the old cats are not very good, and the old cats can't eat the things that the wild cats find.

He despised this the most. Su Zening thought about it and went to a nearby pet store to buy special cat food and hair milk powder. He also asked for a plastic box, soaked the cat food and put it in front of the old cat.

As soon as he walked over, the wild cats next to him dispersed. The old cat just glanced at him, then lowered his head and leaned on the ground.

Seems to have given up.

The black-haired boy sat on the side of the road indifferently, then hugged the old cat in his arms, and put the cat food soaked in a plastic box to the mouth of the old cat.

The old cat whiskers moved and looked up at Su Zening.

Su Zening patted the old cat's dirty fur and said seriously: "How good it is to live, your master is still waiting for you to recover. If you say no, it would be good to live one more day in the world where he exists. Yes."

"At least I can see the same moon as him at night."

It wasn't just his words that moved the old cat, the old cat finally moved his mouth and ate the soft cat food.

Su Zening is not in a hurry to feed slowly.

So one person and one cat sit on the side of the road.

Under the tall and straight tree, the wind blew the young man's flying black hair, the beautiful young man hummed the morning song leisurely, and a cat in his arms raised his head to look at him from time to time.

What Fu Xiao saw was the scene in front of him.

He came to find Su Zening, and Su Zening's location is still in his mobile phone.

He saw Su Zening's position on the side of the road for a long time and didn't move, and was afraid that Su Zening would find him in an accident.

Seeing that Su Zening was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao didn't care about sitting next to the boy's voice, and he didn't care that it didn't fit in with his expensive haute couture suit.

He rested his hands on the ends of his slender legs, his coat was unbuttoned, and the handsome man had a rare scornful look.

Seeing that it was Fu Xiao, Su Zening said hesitantly, "Mr. Fu, can your family adopt this cat?"

Afraid of Fu Xiao's misunderstanding, he quickly explained: "Last time I saw your house adopting stray cats. And the contract I signed with Director Angus before, all the income will go to the foundation, and the cats will be dried up. Is the food good or not?” This is what Little Sugar Cake has long thought about.

Fu Xiao looked sideways at the young man and deliberately joked, "If I don't agree to let this cat come over, won't you donate the money to me?"

"Of course not." The boy replied, and he thought casually—

If Fu Xiao didn't agree, he could only take the cat back as a small sugar cake.

When the time comes, Little Sugar Cake can't blame him when he leaves the house on the bus to look for the cat.

but

The young man tilted his head and looked at Fu Xiao, his eyes were like the blue sky, looking at Fu Xiao was a little embarrassed, because when he was begging for help, the young man's voice was soft, the two were close, and the heat of his lips moved on Fu Xiao. On Xiao's shoulder.

The teenager bit his lower lip and said, "Can you help me, I will promise you whatever you ask me to do in the future."

Such as helping you carry dirty clothes to the laundry room, such as helping you carry your office tablet.

He has made a big concession!

If it were before, he wouldn't be so servile!

Fu Xiao took a breath, his eyes darkened. The young man still dared to say that he did what he did, whether it was intentional or unintentional?

The young man was very close, and he could ask about the taste of the young man. It was sweet, like donuts in the candy cabinet, full of temptation, and his bitten lower lip was particularly red.

Fu Xiao used all his willpower to look away from the boy's lips and said, "Okay, give it to me."

"Fu Xiao, you are so good." The young man happily held Fu Xiao's hand, and habitually rubbed his head on Fu Xiao's hand

Fu Xiao's eyes were on the boy's hand holding him.

The boy immediately let go of his hand, laughed twice to hide his embarrassment and said, "Don't be so stingy, what's wrong with touching it?"

Um? mean?

Fu Xiao hummed inexplicably, staring at the boy with deep eyes.

Thick-skinned as Su Zening also felt a little uncomfortable. Under Fu Xiao's gaze, he slowly blushed, lowered his head and whispered, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xiao laughed softly, his voice was very low and magnetic, he stretched out his hand and slowly approached under Su Zening's gaze.

Su Zening looked at the gradually enlarged hand, and his heart was pounding.

Fu Xiao, what is Fu Xiao doing?

Fu Xiao's fingertips touched his face, and the slightly rough touch made Su Zening's breathing stagnate and his heart numb.

He suddenly didn't dare to look into Fu Xiao's eyes.

Fu Xiao's low voice sounded in his ear with a subtle teasing: "Look, you have sugar grains on your face."

Su Zening was stunned for a moment, his mind exploded, and then his face flushed red.

Fu Xiao's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

The old cat, who was held by Su Zening in his arms, looked back and forth between the two of them and said to Su Zening, "Your partner?"

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Guess why the sugar cake tastes like a donut

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Because Little Sugar Cake ate donuts, and he also packed donuts next to him.

Hahaha

Don't imitate Mr. Fu, think about how some people don't have the taste of donuts.

☆、Fu Xiao: I am a traditional person

what object?

He has no object!

Fu Xiao couldn't understand what the old cat said, but he found that the boy's earlobe was red as if it was about to drip blood.

Behind them, there was a sudden clatter.

The two turned back.

I saw that the plastic bag in Xiao Liu's hand fell to the ground, staring at them with his mouth open.

Under the gaze of the two, Xiao Liu said quickly and palely: "I just came, I didn't see anything."

President Fu and the teenager were sitting under the shade of a tree like a couple on campus. President Fu's hand was stroking the boy's face, but he didn't see it.

But Mr. Fu really knows how to play.

Fu Xiao: "..."

He didn't intend to hide it, so he kept silent and didn't explain it.

Instead, Su Zening looked at the time and whispered, "It's time."

After such a delay at noon, it was time for him to go to class in the afternoon.

Fu Xiao knew the time of the watch better than the teenager, so he said, "Are you leaving?"

Su Zening nodded and looked at the old cat in embarrassment.

Fu Xiao clearly said to Xiao Liu, "Wait a moment to inform the driver to take the cat home."

Su Zening's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up.

Fu Xiao promised it!

And Xiao Liu, who was suddenly named, straightened his back subconsciously and said, "Yes."

He couldn't help thinking

How could President Fu take care of such trivial matters before?

So he looked at Su Zening with an unpredictable expression. Under the sun, the young man's face was glowing brightly, and Xiao Liu couldn't help but feel like he was being touched.

Xiao Liu's heart suddenly ran out of a villain, and he covered his chest with heartache. This is just like a demon concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people, and his wise and talented President Fu.

oh oh oh.

The young man squatted down and patted the old cat's head unconsciously, then said with a curved mouth, "I'll see you in a while."

The old cat turned his head to one side awkwardly, but did not refuse Su Zening's petting.

The boy's hand inexplicably reminded him of the day his master brought him home, and that day the master's old hand was so gentle.

In the afternoon, Fu Xiao looked at the plan submitted by Xiao Yun in the office.

If someone told Fu Xiao before that he would personally inquire about an artist's development, he would definitely think that person was crazy.

And now-

Fu Xiao put the planning aside and asked Secretary Zhang, "Is it done?"

Secretary Zhang pushed on the golden glasses and said, "I have already made an appointment with you to meet the director of Nebula TV this afternoon, and director Wu will come over later."

His eyes were hesitant.

The head of Xingyun TV station, surnamed Wu, is an old man. He and Mr. Fu jointly established Xingchen. He is also the second largest shareholder of Xingchen. Probably because he is alone and without children, his temper is extremely stubborn and old-fashioned. Zhang stinky face.

His philosophy is always different from that of President Fu's development of Xingchen. It can be said that the two have been in constant conflict over the years, but he has been in Xingchen all his life, but he has many loyal subordinates, and he also has prestige in the board of directors, so Fu Xiao found him. Lots of trouble.

Being alive is a tough nut to crack.

I don't know why today, but Mr. Fu actually took the initiative to ask old man Wu to meet, which really surprised Secretary Zhang greatly.

In fact, there is no deep hatred between the two.

Although old man Wu is stubborn, he is one of the people who founded Xingchen after all. He is still shrewd, but there is only one exception.

That is a program called Wanqianxingchen on Nebula TV. This program is a music variety show and has a long history. It can be said that it is the memory of a generation.

The rise of the stars is in this program. This program also accumulated capital for the fledgling stars at that time, and signed a large number of outstanding singers. After that, the stars followed the Dongfeng at that time. After decades of development, they have today's scale.

As of today, this show has long lost its former vitality. It has been changed several times in the middle, but it has never improved.

But the old man Wu is still unreasonably stubborn to provide the best production team for the show, and he spends a lot of money every year.

And Fu Xiao has seen at a glance that this project is no longer saved, and naturally decided to invest resources into projects with more potential.

But Old Man Wu refused. He believed that this project had special significance to Xingchen and should not be given up anyway. In addition, there are many senior executives in Xingchen who were born in the project team of the show, and now the Xingchen family has a great business, not because of the money, so it has been stalemate.

Because of this incident, the old man accused Mr. Fu of being ruthless and merciless in front of the board of directors.

But now Mr. Fu has taken the initiative to invite Old Man Wu to talk about "thousands of stars", and Secretary Zhang hesitated.

Where did Mr. Fu think he wanted to provoke this matter?

Seeing Secretary Zhang's face, Fu Xiao naturally understood what he was thinking. He blankly wondered why he was here to provoke this matter—

Why?

Isn't it because of his cat?

"Thousands of Stars" as a veteran project of Xingchen, although not in line with the grand occasion of the year, but the foundation is still there, and because of its special status among Xingchen, it has always had the best behind-the-scenes team in Xingchen.

Decades of heritage are no joke.

But the decline of "thousands of stars" over the years is precisely because of these backgrounds.

Old man Wu is good in everything, but he is too nostalgic. There are too many people in the "Thousands of Stars" project team who are plugged in by virtue of their relationships. The factions in the project team are small and the factions are complex, and the intrigue is fierce. The strength of the behind-the-scenes production team is stronger. Can't stand these people desperately pulling their legs.

Fu Xiao rubbed his eyebrows.

He didn't want to worry about these things.

But it happens that this show is the most suitable for his cat.

He can only ask old man Wu to discuss the integration project department without giving up the trouble, and then send a competent producer to take over the re-planning. The only thing that is gratifying is that with the background of "thousands of stars", after the reorganization, his cat's participation should be good. .

Thinking of this, even if these things are tedious and annoying to do, Fu Xiao's mood is inexplicably good.

Fu Xiao didn't know that his complicated mood had a special name——

Called the joy of the old father!

The thumping sound of the cane rang outside the door.

The gray-haired old man didn't knock on the door, he just broke in with a cane. Although the old man was old, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and his face was mean.

The assistant hurriedly stood in front of the old man, sweating profusely and said, "Taiwan Director Wu, Secretary Zhang is still talking with President Fu inside, can you wait a moment?"

The old man snorted coldly, beat his beard on the ground with his crutches and stared, "When I was in Xingchen, that kid Fu Xiao didn't know where to play in the mud. I can't listen to what happened to Xingchen."

Said to be forced to break in.

After hearing the rumors of Old Man Wu for a long time, the assistant who was dealing with Old Man Wu for the first time couldn't stand it.

Why does he think that old man Wu is more violent than the rumors say.

Fortunately, Secretary Zhang had already come out and welcomed Old Man Wu in.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

The colleague next to him looked at him sympathetically and said, "You're unlucky, Old Man Wu has been in a particularly bad mood recently, and even his assistant was scolded half by him."

The assistant was surprised: "How could this be?"

The colleague sighed and said leisurely: "I heard that the assistants did not take good care of him, so the cat he had raised for many years was lost, and now the old man is blown up."

The assistant asked strangely, "A cat?"

A well-informed colleague said: "Old man Wu has no children and no daughters. He has only such a cat to accompany him for more than ten years. Some time ago, I heard that he didn't even care about the TV station. He specially accompanied the cat to see a doctor.

The assistant sighed: "Poor."

Inside the door, the poor old Wu patted the table heavily, and yelled at Fu Xiao angrily, "Don't even think about it, as long as I'm alive, your people don't want to enter my thousands of stars."

He knows Fu Xiao too well. In the shopping malls these years, Fu Xiao is notorious for being cold-blooded and ruthless. Where there is interest, there is Fu Xiao.

If the show is really in the hands of the people under him, I am afraid that only the name of thousands of stars will be preserved.

He will never allow others to destroy thousands of stars.

Old man Wu, who was already in a turbulent mood, walked away.

Physical training room.

Su Zening cautiously probed in, and there was already a male teacher waiting inside the door.

Su Zening looked at the time and found that he was not late. He walked in with a sigh of relief, raised a bright smile and said, "Hello."

The man turned around and looked at him. He was about thirty years old, and his appearance was just average, but his every move had a unique aura. Anyway, it made people happy to watch.

Su Zening didn't dare to make trouble for some reason. He walked in obediently and said, "Are you a teacher?"

The man nodded with a smile, looked Su Zening up and down, and was very satisfied. The boy was in good shape, but he had some bad habits, and it would be no big problem if he corrected it.

but.

His eyes gradually moved to the plastic bag under Su Zening's hand.

what is this?

When Su Zening saw the teacher put his eyes on the donut in his hand, the boy raised the donut generously and said with a bright smile, "Teacher, this is the donut I bought, do you want to eat it?"

The man's voice paused and said softly: "Donuts? Do you often eat them?"

Su Zening nodded unconsciously: "Yes, this family's donuts, ice cream, chocolate, and milk tea are delicious."

The man smiled softly and said, "Really?"

Su Zening felt a chill on his back inexplicably.

then.

In the afternoon, in the closed body training room, the screams of the teenagers like killing pigs came out.

Passing staff passed by and shook their heads. Who is this? It's too miserable.

night.

When Fu Xiao returned home, he saw the same dumb little sugar cake.

As for the old cat that was brought back in the afternoon, the housekeeper had already consulted a doctor, but it was just that he was getting older and began to fail in all aspects of his body. The doctor couldn't do anything either. The old cat didn't like crowded places, so when he arrived at Fu's house, he found a corner by himself to cuddle.

Fu Xiao didn't care about the old cat.

It was just that Little Sugar Cake seemed to be very concerned, so he asked.

However, why didn't the little sugar cake go home today?

After thinking about the boy's timetable, he understood a little, he was probably still in class.

He rarely showed mercy and said to the housekeeper, "Let's add a late-night snack to the little sugar cake today."

The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

He said, how can the little sugar cake not eat dinner every day, it is still growing in age! Tonight he will let the kitchen prepare the live shrimp, foie gras and beef for the small sugar cake.

After instructing the housekeeper, Fu Xiao returned to the room and was about to go to the bathroom. Fu Xiao, who used to lock the bathroom door, hesitated this time and didn't lock it.

A few minutes later, exhausted, the sugar cake was drained, and dragged his tattered body back to Fu Xiao's room.

oh oh oh.

Classes are horrible.

Even so, the small sugar cake dragged on the ground and walked on the ground with a straight back and strong limbs. Very elegant.

At a glance, you can see that the effect of physical training is remarkable.

The sore little sugar cake just wanted to do one thing, that is, go to the jacuzzi in Fu Xiao's bathroom for a massage.

When Fu Xiao bathed him before, he used the jacuzzi to coax him.

Simply cool.

He needs a jacuzzi now to help.

Fu Xiao's bathroom is large and divided into two parts, the luxurious bathtub and shower are separated by transparent glass.

If you take a look at the little sugar cake, you will find that there is a shadowy figure in the shower.

But now the little sugar cake is full of massage.

As for whether Fu Xiao was taking a shower, he didn't care.

What's wrong?

It's not that they haven't washed together.

What's more, he was using a bathtub, which didn't delay Fu Xiao's shower at all!

Getting in the rain by yourself, taking a bath with your cat, what is important, doesn't Fu Xiao have any points in his heart?

The white long-haired cat skillfully turned on the switch of the bathtub, and then jumped into the bathtub. The bathtub just had a small platform on which he could be massaged by the water without the water level rising above him. overhead.

The warm water flowed through the limbs of the small sugar cake, and the small water flow impacted and massaged the sore body of the small sugar cake.

The white cat squinted and snorted comfortably.

Suddenly there was a sound from behind, and Little Sugar Cake tilted his head and looked behind him.

Fu Xiao picked up a clean towel, wiped his dripping hair, turned around, and then froze.

One person and one cat look at each other——

Xiao Tangcake stared at Fu Xiao with wide eyes. Fu Xiao's shoulders were wide and big, and the whole person stood there with an inexplicable pressure. There were still water droplets on his body just after the shower, and at this moment, a drop of water droplets It slid down Fu Xiao's chin to the firm chest and then to the well-defined waist and abdomen.

The little sugar cake swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

Fu Xiao immediately turned around and expressionlessly picked up the bathrobe next to him and put it on, blocking the eyes of the little candy cake sticking to him.

Where did you learn the bad habits, dare to hide in the bathtub and peep——

They are nothing now, the fact that small sugar cakes should be made is too bad.

Fu Xiao couldn't help thinking.

In fact, he is still a more traditional person in his bones, and he has always felt that some things should not be rushed.

Before the TV show the next morning.

After the massage, the refreshed little sugar cake squatted on the sofa and watched Rong Hang's bloody drama with great interest.

The housekeeper and servants also watched with great interest.

Fu Xiao walked down with a trace of blue and black in his eyes.

The butler casually discussed the plot with the servant and said, "You should be more active when it comes to falling in love, so wouldn't the girl on TV catch up with the school girl played by Rong Hang?"

Little Sugar Cake nodded in agreement and meowed.

Fu Xiao's footsteps froze when he left, he took a deep breath, looked at the housekeeper, stared blankly at the little candy cake and said, "No matter how much you like it, you can't be like this. Before the relationship is determined, you should be more reserved."

Sugar Cake: "???"

Why are you talking to him?

The author has something to say:

Mr. Fu: I am a traditional person.

☆、Fu Xiao's birthday

After Fu Xiao finished saying those words, he stared at the little sugar cake lying on the sofa. He also regretted it a bit. What happened last night wasn't a big deal. Was what he said a little heavy?

Will the little sugar cake be unhappy to hear that?

Hearing this, I was watching TV, Little Candy Cake tilted his head, his big eyes stared at him, and his mouth was meowing.

It seems to be explaining something.

Looking at those beautiful eyes, Mr. Fu, who has always been decisive in killing, immediately regretted it.

Don't you just go to the bathroom? The two of them slept together, why are they talking to Little Sugar Cake like this because of this trivial matter.

Teenagers are innocent.

I don't know how sad it is to be told this by myself.

He was just about to rub the dumplings who were slumped on the sofa.

Seeing that Fu Xiao, who was slumped on the sofa, saw Fu Xiao who was blocking the screen, he didn't take a few steps to the side, so he sighed and dragged his body to the side for two steps, stretched out his paws mercilessly, and pushed his Legs, pushing Fu Xiao aside, turning his head and continuing to watch TV contentedly.

A look that has nothing to do with me.

Fu Xiao:  …

The butler broke the calm and said: "Oh, I forgot, the little sugar cake didn't eat the extra late night snack last night. The kitchen has prepared a new one, and I will bring it out for the little sugar cake." Said After that, he felt distressed and touched the small sugar cake.

Lost a bit of weight this time.

The young master is really unreasonable, the little sugar cake is cute only if it is fat, why not let the little sugar cake eat.

As soon as he heard the snack, Little Sugar Cake raised his head excitedly.

The housekeeper is the best.

The white cat turned its belly and meowed flatteringly, coaxing the housekeeper into a smile.

"Add meal?" Fu Xiao, who was pushed aside, said expressionlessly: "No extra meal is allowed until the little sugar cake has dropped to normal weight."

The housekeeper hesitated: "But everything is ready." He looked at the cute little candy cake and tried to fight for its due rights: "It can't be wasted."

The little sugar cake also stood up suddenly, raised his head, and looked at Fu Xiao expectantly.

"How can it be wasted." Fu Xiao looked at the cats outside the yard and smiled ruthlessly: "There are so many cats outside."

Ahhh!

That big bastard Fu Xiao!

The old cat squatting in the yard looked at all this and shook his head silently.

And a sub-adult cat in the yard looked at it timidly.

Even though he was old, the old cat with sharp eyes looked over.

The cat was so frightened that it spread its claws and immediately hid in the garden bushes, daring not to come out again.

Old cat: ...

It just glanced.

The cat here is so squeamish, the inside is, and the outside is also.

At this time, the little sugar cake, whom it thought was squeamish, walked behind him and said to it, "Just now, that was Xiaoxue, a cat that came two months ago. It was abandoned by the owner and wandered outside for a long time. Xiao, it will come out when you are familiar with it."

Xiaoxue?

Why is the name so arrogant?

"Are you still used to it here?" Little Sugar Cake asked.

The old cat looked at this newly arrived yard. There were cats in twos and threes playing in the yard. There were cats of all ages. From time to time, cats caught a group, which inexplicably made the cats feel at ease. They could find such a place to retire at this age. Seems not bad.

The old cat remembered that when it first came to its owner, it was probably only as big as a light snow. At that time, the owner's hair was not so white, and he was able to comfort himself in his arms while hiding under the sofa.

It's just that the time scale is not the same for humans and cats.

Ten years is only a part of the master's life, indeed it is all.

Thinking of this old cat, he lowered his head and said, "It's pretty good here."

Little Sugar Cake curiously put her head over and asked, "Why are you outside?" The old cat is getting older and seems to be well taken care of, so why is it wandering outside.

A cat of the age of an old cat cannot survive outside. This is cruel but true.

The snow-white cat is fluffy and clean, smells sweet, looks full of energy, and does not dislike cats. However, the old cat sniffs lightly. It is already old, but it can still vaguely ask about the smell of the white cat in front of him. It seems to have the same taste as the person who picked him up. But it is old and doesn't care about this kind of thing. In his eyes, the little sugar cake is a special cat. The old cat licked his paws and said, "I was going to die, so I ran out."

"I'm sorry." Little Sugar Cake was stunned for a moment, then quickly apologized, and then puzzled: "Why do you have to leave the house at such a time." Shouldn't he be happy to spend the last time playing?

The old cat stopped licking his white paws, looked at the small sugar cake and asked seriously, "If you reach the end of your life, what will you do?"

The little sugar cake was stunned for a moment, and his thoughts followed the old cat's words.

If that day comes, what will Fu Xiao do?

He will be very sad and sad. Little Sugar Cake didn't care about life and death, but when he thought that Fu Xiao would be sad, his heart ached.

The old cat stood up, shook the hair on his body and looked at the small sugar cake: "Let's go