Seeing the bullet, facing the dazzling light, the bullet rushed over with an unstoppable momentum, seeing that the bullet was about to penetrate between his eyebrows.

Fu Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

Is it going to end here?

He was never reconciled.

"Meow-"

However, in the next second, a snow-white figure jumped into the air without hesitation, blocking the air-piercing bullet, the blood instantly dyed the snow-white hair red, and the blue eyes of Little Candy Cake looked at him, softly meowing. one sound.

Fu Xiao's mind instantly seemed to be smashed open by something.

The vibrant white figure in the past seemed to have been drained of its vitality, and fell heavily into his arms. Blood poured out of the little sugar cake as if it didn't want money, and the little sugar cake looked down at his wound and seemed to be still alive. Not understanding what happened to him, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiao blankly.

The bodyguard team immediately reacted and shot there several times with their guns drawn. There was no longer anything right there, and a group of people rushed over there immediately.

Fu Xiao didn't pay much attention. The white cat in his arms was breathing weakly, and his belly was up and down.

With trembling hands, he covered Xiao Tangcake's wound and said in a low voice, "It's alright, Xiao Tangcake, we'll go to the hospital now, it's alright."

Fu Xiao's voice was very rare with a hint of panic, but the warm blood of the little sugar cake seemed to be worthless, and desperately leaked from his fingers. For the first time, he knew that the little sugar cake was small. His body was able to ooze so much blood.

The little candy will be all right.

His candy canes are so good.

"President Fu." Secretary Zhang was the first to react and couldn't help but say.

Fu Xiao raised his head.

Secretary Zhang froze in place with just one glance.

Mr. Fu has never shown the slightest panic in his eyes in any desperate situation for many years. At this moment, he is just dazed and overwhelmed.

The manipulator, the fake cat's real sugar cake, who had been hiding in the trunk of the car since the beginning, secretly saw Fu Xiao's expression at the moment, and collapsed in the trunk, motionless like a blanket.

He is done!

Play big, this time he is dead!

He had an intuition, even if he ran out now, Fu Xiao would take away all his small fish!

As for the one outside

He is not stupid, the attackers took bullets.

His flesh and blood, what if there is an accident?

Fake sugar cakes don't need to be white!

But now-

Little Sugar Cake began to think seriously about walking out, and they believed that the sugar cake outside was just a cat that just happened to pass by and looked very much like it.

Three seconds later, the little sugar cake slumped in the car and didn't move.

There are only three big words in his mind-

He is done!

If the fake sugar cake really burps in front of Fu Xiao, how can he explain to Fu Xiao that he has come alive again after burping?

Unless the fake sugar cake runs away now.

As long as the fake sugar cake ran away and didn't die in front of Fu Xiao, he lived outside for a while, and after a few months passed, the wound on the fake sugar cake was almost healed, and he ran back to find Fu Xiao, and he could solve the problem Something was hidden.

The more Little Sugar Cake thought about it, the more she felt that this plan was feasible.

And he still has money, he doesn't need to be a stray cat at all.

He has researched that many people are now boarding cats in cat hotels. So he can choose a cat hotel he likes for himself, live there for a month, and spend a period of time in which he has cat toys with his eyes open, dried fish with his eyes closed, and someone hugs him every day.

Thinking of the days of eating and drinking spicy food in the future, the little candy cake, who had made him so bad, was eager to try it.

However, he forgot one of the most deadly problems.

The fake candy cake that was in Fu Xiao's hand took advantage of the opportunity when Fu Xiao opened the door, jumped forward, and then rolled up to the edge of the woods on the side of the kilometer road, almost disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Little candy!"

But at this moment, Fu Xiao's voice suddenly came from behind.

The little sugar cake could not help but manipulate the fake sugar cake to look back, and saw Fu Xiao's eyes at the moment, like a bottomless abyss.

The little sugar cake trembled in his heart, his movements slowed down a bit, and a strong attachment suddenly developed in his heart. Does he have to leave Fu Xiao?

But when he thought of the weaker and weaker vitality of the fake sugar cake, the little sugar cake gritted his teeth and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Fu Xiao's face didn't even think about it, and he chased in the direction where the little sugar cake came out.

Secretary Zhang quickly blocked his anxiety and said, "Mr. Fu, you can't stay here for long." Thanks to the small candy cake that slipped through the net just now, Mr. Fu didn't have an accident, but what if there were still other fish that slipped through the net?

Looking at President Fu's icy face, he sighed and said, "Little Candy Cake, it, alas, the more President Fu is at such a time, the more calm you have to be. You can't be arrogant at this time."

Fu Xiao's expression slowly calmed down, looking at the direction in which the little sugar cake disappeared, he finally realized that something was wrong.

There is no necklace around the neck of the sugar cake just now.

His expression changed and he said to Secretary Zhang, "Give me five minutes."

In the grass, the fake candy cake that lost its vitality turned into a little puppet with cotton wool in front of the small candy cake, and fell into a pool of blood.

However, the skill on the Candy Cane skill board did not disappear, and he continued to consume his love points. He teleported to the nearby Candy Cane and looked at the large bloodstain left around the fake candy. Embarrassment and confusion appeared on the cat's face.

Looking at the falling love, the painful little sugar cake gritted his teeth, as if he was taking his own life, held his breath, turned his head to one side in disgust, raised his tail, and walked on his toes to the pool of blood quickly. Take a photo of the little puppet.

The little puppet slowly disappeared, and finally it was recovered, and the love value that had been dropping no longer moved.

Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief. In addition to the love value, he had just discovered that Fu Xiao's destiny had been completed by 90%. This was one of the reasons why he was relieved to leave. Now Fu Xiao should not be in any danger to his life. .

For a while, Little Sugar Cake didn't notice at all, and his back was gradually shrouded in shadows.

"Little candy" A familiar voice sounded from behind.

The little sugar cake standing on the tiptoe in the pool of blood moved for a while, and the raised left front grab froze in the air, his whole body was stiff, and his head was full of cold sweat.

This is Fu Xiao's voice!

Done!

He was found.

Little Sugar Cake didn't even think about it, and when he lifted his leg, he spread his claws to the side and ran.

And Fu Xiao, who followed the location behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Or should I call you Xiaoning?"

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☆、The confession of the sugar cake

Oh wow, it's over!

The little sugar cake spread its claws and escaped for a while.

After thinking hard, he didn't even think that the little sugar cake with its filling was exposed, and turned his head to look at Fu Xiao in shock. His big blue eyes were all unbelievable!

How did Fu Xiao know?

Did he hide it so well?

impossible?

"Where are you going?" Fu Xiao's voice was indifferent, as if he was just taking a little sugar cake for a walk in the suburbs.

But the little sugar cake, who is familiar with Fu Xiao's personality, understands that something is wrong.

Fu Xiao was really angry.

The alarm bell in the heart of the little sugar cake is a big one.

Snow White, who was about to escape, turned her head and walked back without hesitation. She secretly observed Fu Xiao's expression while walking. She raised her furry little head schemingly, showing her best angle to Fu Xiao.

To be found is to be found.

The most important thing now is to coax Fu Xiao back.

The white cat's almond-like pupils looked at Fu Xiao ingratiatingly, and the snow-white fluffy body rubbed against Fu Xiao's feet, not wanting the sweet and greasy meowing of money.

However, the little sugar cake, who didn't have a clue in his heart, had absolutely no idea how bad he looked now. His snow-white hair was messy, and it was mixed with blood and mud, and it was lumped together.

It's like a stray cat who just turned through the trash who doesn't know where it came from.

All the blood on his body just now rubbed onto Fu Xiao's body again. In addition to the white shirt, the stern man's expensive black suit was also covered in blood.

Little Sugar Cake, who finally realized this, moved her eyes away with a guilty conscience:  …

He stared at Fu Xiao's blood-stained trousers for a long while, and finally the thought of 'don't worry, you don't need to wash it yourself' prevailed. Xiao Tang Cake had no trouble in his heart and looked away from the blood stains. He stretched out his front paws and asked for a hug from Fu Xiao.

In the past, as long as he was like this, Fu Xiao would definitely hug him.

However, this time the little sugar cake used all his powers, but Fu Xiao was still cold and unmoved.

Why is Fu Xiao so angry?

Little Sugar Cake squatted at Fu Xiao's feet, all grievances in her beautiful eyes.

It's good that he concealed a lot of things from Fu Xiao, but he did it to save Fu Xiao, the smelly sock.

This time he almost died too!

But he didn't notice that Fu Xiao's palms were clenched tightly, and his breathing was a little heavier than before.

Just now he thought that he really almost lost the little sugar cake. The piercing feeling made his breathing hurt, and all the reason he was proud of disappeared.

He thought about the thousands of reasons why the little sugar cake suddenly ran away, and he was very worried.

Even if he already knew in his heart that the little sugar cake might be fine, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, his heart was uneasy.

He even thought about whether Little Sugar Cake realized that he was dying and didn't want to worry about it, so he secretly ran away.

What did he see in the end?

The little sugar cake was jumping around and was about to leave.

He pursed his lips, his face extremely ugly.

Does Little Sugar Cake just want to leave herself?

I don't even want to say goodbye to myself.

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and looked at the kitten who was frantically flapping its tail under his feet. He bent down, and slowly stroked his slender fingers on the back of Little Candy Cake. I couldn't see any expression at the little sugar cake and said: "Little sugar cake, I'll give you a chance, if you want to go, I'll let you go now."

Fu Xiao's eyelids drooped down to look at every subtle expression on the little sugar cake.

When the little sugar cake heard the cold hair, it stood upright.

Does Fu Xiao seem to be such a good person? Not to mention the rest, has he been fishing for law enforcement less often?

It was full of sadness and tears. Every time Fu Xiao forced himself to lose weight, he didn't let him eat snacks, and he always kept unpacked dried fish on the living room table.

Once he steals it, he's finished.

Hehe, so he was very sure that if he dared to leave, he would be dead.

Besides, why did he leave? Is it because the delicacies of the mountains and seas are not delicious, the kittens in the cat group are not cute, or is Fu Xiao's bed uncomfortable?

So Little Sugar Cake winked at Fu Xiao's hand, afraid that Fu Xiao couldn't clearly understand his desire not to leave, Little Sugar Cake stretched out four claws and a big fluffy tail without any burden as a human being. , hold Fu Xiao's thigh tightly, like a leg pendant, all over the body, every pore clearly expresses the desire not to leave.

Looking at the small candy cake that looked like an octopus, Fu Xiao's face finally improved. He took off his suit and dyed a part of it red with the pool of blood on the grass, signaling the small candy cake to come up.

The little sugar cake, who didn't know why, looked at the blood-stained suit, but when he saw Fu Xiao's face, he didn't dare to bargain, so he obediently chose the cleanest corner and jumped on it.

Fu Xiao wrapped the black suit tightly around the small sugar cake, revealing only a bloody little head.

Little Sugar Cake stared at Fu Xiao with almond-like eyes.

Fu Xiao stretched out his finger and pointed to the forehead of the small candy cake, and then pointed to the head that wrapped the small candy cake: "Lie down, I will take you back, you are injured."

I finally remembered that I should be the little cat who was seriously injured by the victory and defeat, and suddenly realized.

He must pretend to be seriously injured!

then.

The snow-white cat closed his eyes, held his breath, and fell heavily into Fu Xiao's arms. The cat who had been trained in professional acting skills twitched his four paws a few times, and then turned to the sky.

A dead look.

Seeing this scene, Fu Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart stopped for a beat, and his mind went blank. Immediately, he saw Xiao Tang Cake's proud tail, and he let out a long sigh, feeling that his heart began to beat slowly again.

Fu Xiao looked at the dumpling in his arms who pretended to be dead in front of him without caring. I just feel that when I thought Little Candy Cake died, all the entanglement and pain in my heart were unnecessary.

He was really angry, and he reached out and patted the cat's fleshy body, and said in a cold voice, "Open your eyes."

Bai Mi in his arms opened his eyes reluctantly, with deep regret in his eyes.

With a cold face, Fu Xiao returned with his bloody coat holding the little candy cake that he didn't know whether to live or die.

The people around didn't dare to ask more, and Fu Xiao didn't say much.

Although he didn't care, the fewer people around him who knew the secret of Little Sugar Cake, the better.

In order to avoid suspicion, Fu Xiao took Xiao Tangtang directly to his nearest villa. Everyone else thought that Dr. Wu from the pet hospital had been waiting in the villa for Xiao Tangtang.

After sending everyone away, Fu Xiao walked into the villa with a small sugar cake.

Although the villa has not been inhabited for a long time, there are people who come to clean it on weekdays and it is clean and tidy.

Little Sugar Cake secretly looked up at Fu Xiao's wink.

Without saying a word, Fu Xiao untied the coat with a faint bloody smell from the small sugar cake, frowned and looked at the dirty cat, carried him into the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and tried it with his hands. The temperature said to the snow-white cat squatting in the corner outside: "Come in."

There's no way to pretend to be a little candy cake that doesn't understand:  …

He could only walk into the bathroom with hatred.

"Left foot."

The cat squatting on the bathroom marble lifted his right foot obediently.

"the other side."

The small sugar cake is obediently changed to the other side.

Fu Xiao's broad palms rubbed the small sugar cake.

There's nothing wrong with doing such a thing on a cat, but Sugar Cake is more than just a cat.

However, there is one person and one cat in the bathroom, and don't think there is anything wrong with this.

There was a layer of mist on the glass around the light water vapor, and Fu Xiao's shirt was also wet, but he didn't care. He poured the shower gel on the small sugar cake in his hand and moved gently on the sugar Knead the cake, and after a while, the small sugar cake is full of fine and white foam.

The little sugar cake raised his head and looked at Fu Xiao, and his heart was beating secretly. Does Fu Xiao have anything to ask him?

When will Fu Xiao ask? How should he explain the ins and outs of things to Fu Xiao?

Is he going to tell Fu Xiao the purpose of coming here? Will Fu Xiao misunderstand that he has ulterior motives?

Little Sugar Cake was very tangled after taking this bath.

Rinse off the bubbles from the candy canes.

Fu Xiao wrapped the fragrant snow-white cat he washed with a large bath towel, wiped the water droplets on his body, and then threw the bath towel onto his soft bed.

The little sugar cake shook his head, and a head emerged from the large and heavy bath towel.

Fu Xiao looked at the cat whose head was buried in the bath towel, and said slowly, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Hearing this, the little sugar cake moved, knowing that he couldn't escape.

You really should have a good talk with Fu Xiao.

The determined cat, wrapped in a bath towel on Fu Xiao's bed, raised its furry head to look at Fu Xiao, and nodded to the other side.

Fu Xiao didn't know so he turned around and looked over.

Then there's just a blank wall and nothing else.

Behind Fu Xiao, a rustling sound suddenly came from his bed. What kind of sound is this?

Just as he was about to turn his head, he heard the clear and crisp voice of the young man panicking: "Don't look back yet."

Fu Xiao understood, his slightly black eyes suddenly widened, this is—

Realizing something, he caught his breath.

After a while, the boy's voice sounded again: "It's good now."

Fu Xiao turned around slowly.

Opposite him, the small candy cake that had been sitting on his bed disappeared, replaced by a thin, fair-skinned teenager who was half-kneeling on the bed, with a wide bath towel wrapped around him, only revealing a small piece of thin shoulders and Nicely shaped collarbone.

Probably because there was no other clothes on the body except the bath towel at the moment, the boy's hands hidden under the bath towel were pulling the bath towel tightly, which made the boy look even more slender.

At this moment, the boy's dark hair was wet, and the water droplets flowed down the boy's fair cheeks to the small collarbone and slender neck, disappearing into the bath towel, and the fair and delicate skin was extraordinarily crystal clear against the water droplets.

Naive and nervous.

Fu Xiao's eyes were slightly deep, and he couldn't help but breathe a little harder.

The young man seemed to have no idea, his ice blue eyes like jewels panicked and said urgently: "Fu Xiao, don't you get angry, okay?"

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☆、The kiss of the sugar cake

The lemon scent of the shower gel on the boy's body pierced into Fu Xiao's body, Fu Xiao's mind swayed, and he took a step back calmly when he came back to his senses.

When he retired, Su Zening became even more anxious.

How could Fu Xiao be so stingy? Why was he angry for so long?

So he pulled the bath towel and moved it in the direction of Fu Xiao carelessly. When he moved, the small bath towel was a bit of a hindrance. Su Zening looked at the bath towel with disgust, thinking that he and Fu Xiao were both. The boy simply didn't care about the bath towel, and let the bath towel be pulled around his waist, revealing a beautiful waistline.

He said anxiously, "Fu Xiao, listen to me."

The young man's fair skin was a bit scorching, which made Fu Xiao dare not look at it. Fu Xiao turned his head with a dark face and walked away. After a while, he threw some clothes on Su Zening and said, "What does it look like when you put on your clothes and then talk."

Su Zening picked up the few pieces of clothes that had been thrown beside him, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed, the smell was fresh and pleasant like cedar, he didn't care about Fu Xiao standing beside him, carelessly put his clothes on his hair, aggrieved Justified: "It's not that I don't want to wear clothes? I don't."

Putting on clothes in front of Fu Xiao, Su Zening has no psychological obstacles.

He looked at the sports pants Fu Xiao gave him, and his long legs covered by a bath towel.

Su Zening hesitated.

Then he had a flash of inspiration, tucked his pants into the bath towel, and hid under the bath towel and changed his pants.

However, no matter how big the towel is, it is just a poor towel.

Clearly at this moment it was carrying a burden it should not have carried.

Su Zening, who was concentrating on fighting with his pants, didn't pay attention at all. Most of the bath towel had slipped down from his other side, revealing a large piece of white skin.

Fu Xiao squeezed the towel in his hand tightly, took a breath, and looked away from the boy.

After a while, Su Zening jumped off the bed and walked barefoot to Fu Xiao's side. The room was carpeted, the heating was turned on, and the weather in early winter didn't seem cold.

He carefully looked at Fu Xiao's face.

Fu Xiao didn't see any expression on his face, he didn't say anything and pushed the chair on the carpet towards Su Zening.

Su Zening sat down calmly.

The next second, a warm and soft towel gently covered his still wet hair, and a pair of broad and powerful hands gently dried his hair with the towel.

Su Zening could almost feel the temperature of Fu Xiao's fingers and the strength of the towel running through his hair.

It's Fu Xiao.

Su Zening couldn't help thinking.

He couldn't help but look up at Fu Xiao's face.

Fu Xiao's low voice sounded above Su Zening's head: "Don't move."

Su Zening sat still obediently.

Fu Xiao said, "What do you want to say?"

Hearing this, Su Zening's curved eyebrows furrowed into a deep Sichuan character, and he looked at Fu Xiao secretly, like a child who did something wrong.

Fu Xiao's heart softened when he saw the young man's eyes.

If he doesn't want to say it, then why bother him.

Who would have thought that Su Zening hesitated for a moment and asked, "Fu Xiao, I concealed it so well, how could you find out?"

Very sincere tone.

Fu Xiao:  …

He was about to be laughed at by the young man. He stretched out his hands, trapped the young man between himself and the chair, and asked directly, "Your real name?"

He figured it out, he didn't need the slightest bit of euphemism in the face of teenagers.

Otherwise it will be like he is now - he still doesn't know what the boy's name is.

Trapped between the chair and Fu Xiao, Su Zening was so close that he could feel the scorching temperature on Fu Xiao's body. This temperature was unspeakably aggressive. He couldn't help shrinking back awkwardly, lowering his head and daring not to. Looking at Fu Xiao: "Su Zening."

Is it also Xiao Ning?

The boy's obedient attitude made Fu Xiao feel much better, and Fu Xiao asked again, "How old are you... how old are you this year?" His voice was vaguely uneasy.

Su Zening frowned and tried to count. He was nineteen years old when he died, and he had been a cat for more than half a year, so he said uncertainly, "Twenty years old?"

There was no change on Fu Xiao's face, but his eyes suddenly loosened, and the faint sense of guilt in his heart was finally put down.

Well, it's already twenty. Much better than the sixteen seventeen I thought.

Fu Xiao asked again, "Are you a person who can turn into a cat, or a cat that can turn into a human?" This involves Xiaoning's secret, will Xiaoning be willing to tell it?

When Su Zening heard this, he didn't care that he was too close to Fu Xiao, and quickly raised his head to meet Fu Xiao's eyes, and the two looked at each other.

The boy's blue eyes were like the clear sky.

Fu Xiao's heart throbbed, and his heart suddenly became soft and outrageous. He thought that no matter what the young man said was true or false, he would believe it.

Su Zening didn't realize it, and laughed and laughed, "Fu Xiao, what's the matter with you? Of course I'm a human, how could I be a cat?" For this reason, Fu Xiao actually thought he was a cat. cat.

Fu Xiao is too stupid!

Fu Xiao couldn't help clenching the fingers on the back of the chair.

When it comes to pissing him off, teenagers always have an amazing talent.

He couldn't help it anymore, he stretched out a hand and pressed the boy's chin, his fingers were slightly hard, forcing the boy to look at him, and said in a low voice: "Yeah, why didn't I find out that you are alone earlier? What? Huh?"

The skin under his fingertips was as smooth and delicate as he had imagined.

Rao's nerves were as thick as Su Zening, and he also noticed that something was wrong. He pressed his chin slightly, trying to break free from Fu Xiao's hand, but the hand was cast iron and could not be shaken. The two were very close, and his face He could almost feel the heat from Fu Xiao's breath.

By the way, Fu Xiao's body temperature is relatively high, and sleeping on top of him is always warm.

Wait, what does he want to do with this?

What is Fu Xiao doing?

Forced to look into Fu Xiao's dark eyes, Fu Xiao's eyes seemed to have a vortex, and Su Zening, who clearly wanted to look away, didn't know why his body could not move as if he didn't want to.

Su Zening's face turned red, and his heart was beating for no apparent reason.

Fu Xiao is really annoying!

At this moment, Ding Ding Ding's cell phone rang.

Fu Xiao didn't move.

The bell rang for a while, then stopped, and after a while, it continued to ring unrelentingly in the room.

Su Zening swallowed his saliva, pointed to the phone and said, "Your phone is ringing."

Fu Xiao gave him a meaningful look, let him go, stood up and turned around to answer the phone.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief when Fu Xiao picked up the phone and turned to stare at him. Su Zening immediately sat back obediently on the back of the chair, looking obedient and obedient.

Fu Xiao couldn't help pulling down the collar of his white shirt and absentmindedly made a call to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang on the other end of the phone said conscientiously, "Song Mingwei is under control. The police will come to take Song Mingwei away soon. She is clamoring to see you. Do you want to come over?"

Fu Xiao's voice paused slightly, and all his eyes were full of the young man in the chair, and he said absently, "No."

Waste of time, why goodbye.

The three words Song Mingwei should have completely disappeared from his life.

Secretary Zhang on the other end of the phone was silent for a while. Hang up and then disconnect the phone.

The woman who was controlled in the room said: "Let Fu Xiao come to see me, I am the one who gave birth to him, he can't treat me like this."

Secretary Zhang walked over.

The previously elegant woman was arrested by Secretary Zhang at the place where President Fu was originally going to be imprisoned, and all the stolen goods were captured.

Secretary Zhang said, "President Fu will not come to see you."

Realizing that Fu Xiao would not come again, Song Mingwei immediately changed her face, sneered, and cursed: "It's true that God doesn't have eyes, I should strangle Fu Xiao to death as soon as he was born."

He looked at Song Mingwei, and he couldn't help thinking of his mother. Although his mother always retreated violently towards his father, he knew that his mother loved him and his sister.

How could Mr. Fu's mother be like this?

How can there be a mother who kills her own child?

He couldn't help saying, "You really don't deserve to be a mother."

Who knew that Song Mingwei couldn't help sneering when she heard this sentence: "Mother, whose mother? Fu Xiao is also worthy? Fu family is also worthy?" Song Mingwei's voice was a bit scary, and she said mockingly at this moment: " If Fu Xiao wants to blame, go to the Fu family, and let people like him live well in the Fu family. Back then, my Song family was no worse than the Fu family in terms of family background. The worst thing I did in my life, Song Mingwei, was believing in Fu. The nonsense of the family, married Fu Yunxi."

"I shouldn't have listened to the nonsense of the old Fu family for a while and gave birth to Fu Xiao."

She stared at Secretary Zhang, and that look made Secretary Zhang's heart feel cold.

Song Mingwei said with strong hatred in her eyes: "On the day I gave birth to Fu Xiao, there were only people from the Fu family. After giving birth to Fu Xiao, I no longer have the ability to have children. The Fu family is really a good planner."

"The Song family only has my daughter, do you know what this means? In the future, the Song family will only have Fu Xiao as an heir, and the Fu family will swallow the Song family without a second, while our Song family will grit their teeth. Swallow this breath. Why should I swallow this breath?"

She was disgusted by the Fu family's calculations, and even more hated herself being blinded by love.

"Fu Xiao was born to suck the blood of the Song family." Song Mingwei was already hysterical, "He came to the Song family to collect debts, and he owed the Song family since he was born."

Secretary Zhang shook his head, and he took a deep look at Song Mingwei: "But Mr. Fu also has the blood of the Song family on his body, right? Mr. Fu can have the surname Song."

What's more, it doesn't matter who calculated who in the first place?

What's wrong with Mr. Fu? The most pitiful person should be Mr. Fu, who was used as a tool by the two families.

Secretary Zhang looked at the woman hysterically swearing over there, and his heart was complicated. No matter what the sex, the evidence was conclusive, Song Mingwei couldn't turn over this time.

Fortunately, this woman will never have a chance to appear in President Fu's life again.

It's just that Song Mingwei should have a good look at how to find that group of people. If it weren't for the little sugar cake, Mr. Fu would almost have...

By the way, don't know what happened to the small sugar cake.

At this moment, the little sugar cake that Secretary Zhang was thinking about, sat on the chair with his legs upside down, his hands rested on the back of the chair, his head rested on his hands, and looked at him without blinking: "That's it."

He just selectively told Fu Xiao something.

Fu Xiao rubbed his forehead and said, "You said that you were originally a person, but he was turned into a cat by a person, and then came to my side by chance?"

Su Zening nodded with a guilty conscience. He didn't tell Fu Xiao his original destiny. He felt that Fu Xiao might not be happy to know this.

And he didn't want Fu Xiao to be unhappy.

Fu Xiao saw all the entanglement and struggle in his eyes, and Fu Xiao sighed in his heart. Xiao Ning still has something to hide from him, but it doesn't matter, one day Xiao Ning will tell everything.

However, he only cares about one other thing now.

He asked calmly, "When are you leaving?" After speaking, he looked at Su Zeming's expression carefully, not letting go of anything.

Su Zeming raised his head in confusion: "Leave?" Then he reacted inconceivably and looked up at Fu Xiao, as if looking at a heartless man and said, "What? Do you still want me to leave!"

He stared at Fu Xiao angrily.

Didn't he lie to Fu Xiao? Why is Fu Xiao so careful? Could it be that he wasn't the one who kissed him before? How could he change his face so fast.

Seeing the boy's reaction, the big stone in Fu Xiao's heart finally fell to the ground.

Never thought of leaving him?

He looked at the squirrel-like face of the young man, and his heart moved slightly. He leaned down and approached the young man's face. The young man's face was white and smooth, and the curled eyelashes were like butterfly wings.

Su Zening was still thinking, every time he became a human being, his treatment plummeted compared to that of a cat. Before he could understand why, Fu Xiao's face suddenly came close to him, and Su Zening stepped back vigilantly: "what you do?"

Fu Xiao didn't want to punish him.

He just finished.

Fu Xiao was caught off guard and kissed his lips like a little bit of water. Su Zening opened his eyes wide, his lips were warm to the touch, and his nose was lingered by the faint scent of cedar on Fu Xiao's body.

What is Fu Xiao doing?

Fu Xiao looked at Su Zening deeply and said, "Don't you leave?" The taste of those lips was as sweet and delicious as he imagined.

His heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, which was a confession.

Xiao Ning, will he agree?

Who knows, the young man was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, Fu Xiao, do you want to use this method to drive me away? Why are you so stingy, I didn't mean to lie to you. Besides, your house is still in my name. If you die, I won't leave."

What is this and what?

Fu Xiao couldn't help it anymore, he clenched the boy's chin tightly and kissed deeply, his mouth was intertwined, and his hot breath was entangled between the two.

As soon as the kiss ended, Fu Xiao's breathing became unsteady. He seemed to have used a lot of self-control to separate himself from the boy, and said hoarsely: "Do you understand now? I want to do this every day, I don't want to. Be your so-called friend, or be your master."

He took a deep breath and said decisively, "Either agree and stay with me, or refuse and leave me."

He didn't want to be friends with Su Zening, not at all.

Of course, if the young man chooses to leave, he is afraid that he will take the young man home even if he goes to the ends of the earth.

After all, he was never a good person.

The boy bit his lip and looked at him with wide eyes.

Fu Xiao couldn't bear it in his heart, he was always defeated in front of the young man.

Forget it, why should he make it so difficult for him.

He is still young after all.

Just when Fu Xiao was frustrated and wanted to give up.

The young man suddenly approached, the faint lemon aroma broke into his nose, and then the young man kissed his lips without hesitation and parted a little, tilted his head and said, "Do you want to be this kind of friend?"

Fu Xiao felt that his mind exploded all of a sudden, without the slightest sense of reason. He forced one hand to wrap his arms around the boy's waist, making him stick tightly to his body. The boy seemed to sense something was wrong and wanted to tilt his head back. However, Fu Xiao's other hand had already firmly held the back of the boy's head.

The kiss seemed to have some other meaning, and it gradually got out of control.

Fu Xiao picked up the boy, hugged and kissed him, then walked to the bed, breathing disorderly, and threw the boy on the soft bed.

The blush in the corner of the boy's eyes caused inexplicable malice in his heart.

He took a deep breath and leaned down, trying to deepen the kiss.

However, with a bang.

The boy under him disappeared, a snow-white cat struggled to get out of his clothes, shook his hair, looked at Fu Xiao with blue eyes, tilted his head and said innocently: "Meow~"

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☆、Comb for Fu Xiao

The snow-white cat shivered, and uncomfortably tossed the wet fur on its body.

Fu Xiao, who was splashed with water, finally calmed down.

He didn't want to do anything at first, but he couldn't help being provoked by the boy's kiss. But he also didn't want to push the boy too much. Some things had to be thought through slowly by the boy. As long as the boy does not leave his side, he will give the boy enough time.

Fu Xiao, who had calmed down at this moment, stretched out his hand towards the white kitten.

The little sugar cake jumped onto Fu Xiao's arm obediently, and then climbed onto Fu Xiao's shoulder along his arm.

Fu Xiao took the small sugar cake to the bathroom, and took out the hair dryer to blow the hair on the small sugar cake.

Little Sugar Cake couldn't help looking up at Fu Xiao, he figured it out, Fu Xiao liked him.

That kind of liking is the liking between boys and girls. But there were also dad's students who told him that this kind of love is not limited to boys and girls.

Little Sugar Cake once thought about whether there would be such a person who likes him. But in the past life, he was not even sure whether he would survive until tomorrow, how could he have the heart to think about these things?

But now that he thought that that person was Fu Xiao, he couldn't help but want to smile. In this way, can he and Fu Xiao be able to justifiably never be separated.

After understanding his intentions, before he could tell Fu Xiao, he listened to Fu Xiao's words to let him leave at every turn. The little sugar cake was also a little angry, and couldn't help but wanted to stop Fu Xiao's words, but in a hurry, he kissed it.

He didn't want to leave Fu Xiao.

Even if he is not sure how much he likes Fu Xiao, but he is sure that he does not want to leave Fu Xiao.

How can there be such an unfair thing. Fu Xiao kissed him two or three times, but he only kissed him once. What happened?

He just suffered a big loss, okay? He must kiss them all back in the future.

After the situation got out of hand, Little Sugar Cake had a bad intuition, so he quickly turned into a kitten.

After turning back into a kitten, he was always embarrassed to turn into a human again in front of Fu Xiao, no matter how thick-skinned he was.

As for the future, let's talk about it later.

in the bathroom.

Fu Xiao gently blows the hair on the little sugar cake.

Just when Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Xiao nervously.

When thinking about what to say to Fu Xiao. Fu Xiao noticed something in his heart. Touched the little candy cake's head. He took him into his arms, lay on the bed and turned off the light, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Fu Xiao just let him go so easily?

How could he be so kind.

Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Xiao hesitantly, but Fu Xiao really closed his eyes.

It's not too early for their toss.

The bright lights in the room are turned off. In the darkness, Little Sugar Cake suddenly opened her blue eyes and stared at Fu Xiao.

The dark environment had no effect on the little sugar cake. Fu Xiao, who shared a pillow with him, was breathing regularly. He was obviously asleep. He slept exceptionally peacefully, as if he had finally let go of the knot in his heart. .

After today, Song Mingwei probably won't be able to trouble Fu Xiao anymore.

Candy cane sees the completion of his task. It has reached 95%, and the rest should be a matter of time. Fu Xiao will not have any major problems.

It's just that the little sugar cake couldn't help but think that the white-bearded grandpa said that when he completes the task, he will send him back to his parents, but what if he returns to his parents, Fu Xiao?

He was reluctant to Fu Xiao.

But thinking of his parents, he was reluctant to leave them. What should he do?

forget it!

Don't think about it anymore, wait until the day Grandpa Whitebeard appears and then consider this issue.

If it doesn't work, he will take Fu Xiao away. In his world, he will work hard to earn money to support Fu Xiao, just like Fu Xiao raised him.

Is it just that Fu Xiao will be willing?

Besides, Fu Xiao eats so much, can he afford Fu Xiao?

The little candy sighed sadly.

The window opened a small gap, and the bright moonlight shone on Fu Xiao's face along the glass of the window.

The handsome man is extraordinarily handsome, with deep eyebrows and a straight nose, making the lines on his face extraordinarily beautiful.

While watching the little sugar cake, he thought happily that the person in front of him was his own.

He looked at Fu Xiao and felt that he was very pleasing to the eye at the moment, even his hair was very beautiful.

Like a giant dragon guarding the baby, the little sugar cake wrapped his body around Fu Xiao's head. He couldn't sleep, and from time to time he stretched out a pink pad of meat and gently pressed it on Fu Xiao's face.

He couldn't help sticking out his little pink tongue again, licking it on Fu Xiao's hair, smoothing his hair instead.

One, two, three.

No matter how smooth the hair is not enough.

He really couldn't help but want to get closer to Fu Xiao, and to have a more similar taste to Fu Xiao.

The next morning, when Fu Xiao woke up, he found the white cat lying in his arms and sleeping soundly, with his belly up and down. Both claws clasped his hand tightly.

However, Fu Xiao felt inexplicably peaceful in his heart, and smiled imperceptibly, he touched the head of the little sugar cake.

I really hope every day will be like this.

It's just how he feels that his hair is a little wet.

What's going on here? Fu Xiao touched his hair strangely, looked in the mirror, and the smile froze on his face.

The hair on his forehead was neatly combed to one side. Suspicious water stains still stick to the hair.

It's obvious who did it.

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and looked at the sleeping cat on the bed. He silently told himself in his heart that this was his own cat, and that every bit of meat on his body was raised by himself, and then he turned his head and walked to the bathroom.

There was the sound of pounding water.

Little Sugar Cake rolled over, stretched out of the bed, opened his eyes, and following the sound, he looked in the direction of the bathroom. He took brisk small steps without hesitation, walked to the bathroom door, squatted down and stretched out his paws, patting the door and meowing.

What's wrong with Fu Xiao? I took a shower last night, and I'm going to take a shower this morning.

He thought about Fu Xiao with a towel hanging on his body, and while wiping his hair, he walked out and saw the kitten squatting at the door with its paws out to pat the door. He rubbed his hand and cried sweetly.

Fu Xiao picked up the little sugar cake, then walked to the dressing room and said to the little sugar cake, "Put on your clothes and go out with me later."

Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Xiao vigilantly, he hadn't forgotten what happened yesterday.

Fu Xiao won't settle accounts with him!

Fu Xiao seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and I couldn't help but laugh in his heart. What kind of image does he have in Xiao Tangcake's heart?

He said, "I won't do anything to you. You can't appear as a little sugar cake now."

Fu Xiao didn't explain, but Little Sugar Cake understood that Little Sugar Cake should be seriously injured now, and it was absolutely impossible to appear alive in front of everyone, so he nodded.

The little sugar cake didn't move, her blue eyes looked at the door of the locker room.

Fu Xiao couldn't help but chuckle: "Now I know I'm sorry."

Little Sugar Cake angrily snorted and swung towards Fu Xiao.

Seeing that the kitten was about to fry, Fu Xiao hurriedly said, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I'm going to take you to meet someone."

Little Sugar Cake was stunned, Fu Xiao wanted to take him to see someone? Who are you going to see?

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☆、Strawberry Fudge

It was Mrs. Song who Fu Xiao wanted to bring a small sugar cake to see, and Mrs. Song was really critically ill.

But why is it just a coincidence that Song Mingwei was critically ill when she was about to do it, or Song Mingwei was so mad that she even had to do it with her own mother.

But now, Song Mingwei has been controlled by the police, and the closest person to Mrs. Song in this world is Fu Xiao.

Little Sugar Cake probably knew that Mrs. Song was different from the rest of the Song family. Fu Xiaohou still had some affection towards the Song family, probably because of Mrs. Song's face.

They got into the car, and the two headed to the nursing home. The conscientious Secretary Zhang was still driving. Su Zening sat in the back row with a guilty conscience. He was wearing clothes that did not fit well. Although Fu Xiao's villa had prepared clothes, most of them were Fu Xiao's suit, Su Zening was wearing at this time, was like a child secretly wearing an adult's clothes, and it was inexplicably twisted. Secretary Zhang guessed at a glance that it was President Fu's clothes.

Secretary Zhang drove the car with an expressionless face, but in fact a huge wave was set off in his heart.

The boy suddenly appeared in Mr. Fu's villa early in the morning and changed into clothes that obviously did not belong to him.

Mr. Fu was not wearing his own clothes.

It is very likely that the two will be in the same room together.

The two stayed in the same room for one night and changed their clothes separately. They are both adults, what else can they do?

Especially at such a sensitive time.

Although President Fu told him this morning that the little sugar cake was no longer in danger, but last night, the little sugar cake must have been alive and dead, and at this moment, the young man was with the most vulnerable President Fu.

Hehe, he's not stupid.

He just didn't expect that President Fu's action would be so fast.

Secretary Zhang calmly glanced at the young man behind him, thinking to himself that as President Fu's right-hand man, he must not be able to hold him back.

So he didn't feel any guilt and set the location of the company's year-end team building at an internationally renowned holy place for lovers.

They both share a room!

Su Zening's back felt cold, and he couldn't help shaking.

Secretary Zhang's eyes are so strange!

After getting out of the car, what caught Su Zening's eyes was a sanatorium with beautiful scenery, not so much a sanatorium as a scenic spot.

The road is being repaired at the door, and the car can't go in.

Secretary Zhang parked the car to one side, and the road outside was bumpy.

Fu Xiao went down first, and Su Zening was about to go down when a hand stretched out from outside the car.

Su Zening stared at Fu Xiao's hand for a moment.

In the past, Fu Xiao would never treat him like this. Don't mention how miserable he was when he was Fu Xiao's secretary!

Unfinished work, unfinished classes.

It's a world of difference from now.

Why did he work so hard before?

Fu Xiao said, "Can't you come down?"

Su Zening looked at Secretary Zhang in front of him.

Secretary Zhang kept his eyes fixed.

Su Zening was relieved and put his hand in Fu Xiao's palm without any hesitation, without the slightest discomfort of commanding the president.

What happened to holding hands.

Usually he is held by Fu Xiao.

The two walked into the sanatorium. The equipment of the sanatorium is very good, and the conditions are top-notch in the country. The medical department behind it is also first-class, and the management is naturally very strict. All visitors need to be registered.

Fu Xiao had never been here before, so the registration procedure was a little more complicated.

In the medical department, the nurses registered their identities. The head nurse was about 30 years old, mature and capable, and liked Su Zening, a child who looked very good, and was very kind to Su Zening. Strawberry-flavored fudge on a plate for visitors.

The two were led inside by the nurse in charge of Mrs. Song.

Although Fu Xiao has never been very talkative, he has been extraordinarily silent along the way.

Su Zening, who has always been sensitive to Fu Xiao's emotions, noticed this.

Fu Xiao's character has always been clear about grievances and grievances. He is willing to come to see Mrs. Song for the last time. Mrs. Song should have sheltered the little Fu Xiao too.

Fu Xiao still has no way to treat Mrs. Song as a stranger, right?

Su Zening just wanted to make Fu Xiao happy, he thought about it, walked quickly to Fu Xiao's side, took his hand, and stuffed a strawberry fudge in his palm unexpectedly.

Fu Xiao opened his palm, looked at the candy in his palm, stunned, and looked down at Su Zening.

Su Zening pretended not to care: "Here, this candy is delicious, you can try it."

Fu Xiao clenched Tang silently in the palm of his hand, lowered his head and chuckled. He was obviously very happy, but he said, "I just know how to coax me with what others gave you."

Since I was a cat, I used to use this set of things. I gave myself the cakes given by others. I didn't expect it to be like this as a human being.

He thought of the favored appearance of Su Zening's sisters in the office, and he couldn't help but say: "Do you still have any conscience, and give me the things that others use to make you happy, do you really think I am so generous? ?"

Su Zening heard Fu Xiao's rake, and said very aggrieved: "Wow, you are too embarrassed to say me, you stop there, most girls' eyes have never come down from you."

At Fu Xiao's age, his imposing manner, handsome face, and gentleness towards the teenagers around him naturally attracted the attention of many people.

He has been magnanimous and did not refuse, and Fu Xiao even said so.

Su Zening said more and more angrily, stretched out his hand and said angrily, "Give me the candy back."

He knew that Fu Xiao liked to turn over old accounts!

Naturally, Fu Xiao would not return it to Su Zening.

On the way, Fu Xiao let the teenagers around him making trouble, and when he was at the door of Mrs. Song's ward, Fu Xiao's mood improved a lot.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Su Zening was stunned. The old man on the hospital bed was as thin as a dry tree, and all his vitality seemed to be drained.

He was completely different from the elegant old woman we met last time. At this moment, the old woman was sitting on the hospital bed, and the winter sun was shining down. In the sunlight, the old woman looked at the person who pushed the door and narrowed her eyes. After a while, she said, "It's Ah Xiao... Come on, it's just right for you to come..."

With trembling hands, she said to a man in a suit and a suit wearing golden glasses, "Wu...lawyer, this...is my...grandson."

Every word she said was extremely laborious.

The man in his 40s and 50s said to the old lady with a professional smile, "I know your grandson, and I was in charge of what happened to Mr. Song back then."

He looked at Fu Xiao, who was on the opposite side, and there was no shadow in his memory. Who in this city does not know Fu Xiao now?

No one would have thought that the skinny little boy at the time would turn out to be what he is today.

But he has always respected Fu Xiao, just because Mr. Song's situation at that time was too strange. Mr. Song, who was not too old, suffered a heart attack and died in the study. And the quick-acting Jiuxin Pill fell under his hands, even if there was no one else in the room.

But it was clear that Fu Xiao was also in the room at the time.

A heart attack is extremely painful. Fu Xiao is already so old, it is impossible not to know. But he watched helplessly as Mr. Song died.

What's the difference between this and murder?

But what made him strange was that Mrs. Song was also an insider of what happened back then. He didn't understand why Mrs. Song could still treat her grandson like nothing.

Madam Song looked forward to Fu Xiao and said, "Axiao, come here... let me... take a look."

Fu Xiao raised his eyes but did not move.

Next to her, Mother Liu who had been taking care of Song Mingwei couldn't help but said, "Madam, this person killed the master and the young lady. He is not worth being like you. Besides, if it wasn't for the Fu family, how could the Song family fall so quickly? !I"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Xiao glanced at Liu Ma coldly, that look made Liu Ma shudder, she shut her mouth obediently and did not dare to say more.

Fu Xiao turned his head to look at Su Zening and looked at his expression, he didn't care about the others.

He only cares what Su Zening thinks, will Su Zening mind this?

doubt yourself.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Su Zening looking at him worriedly.

Fu Xiao suddenly felt relieved.

In fact, not only Liu Ma, but also lawyer Wu thought so, and could not help but look at Mrs. Song.

It's not his fault either.

At that time, Fu Xiao's situation was kept secret, and not the closest people knew about Fu Xiao's situation.

It is impossible for the Fu family to speak out, and it is even more impossible for the Song family to speak out.

The matter of the Song family and the Fu family seems to be like the Fu family not only abandoned the Song family's daughter, but also annexed the Song family after the fall of the Song family without any conscience.

What's more, the death of the old man Song is unclear and has something to do with the grandson of the Fu family. Everyone who has a head and a face knows it.

Fu Xiao and even the Fu family have not explained it for many years.

Therefore, Fu Jiafu is rich, but his reputation outside is not very good.

Lawyer Wu next to the hospital bed couldn't help but look at Fu Xiao.

Su Zening stared at him mercilessly.

Fu Xiao can come! It is already generous.

Fu Xiao watched the unconditional maintenance of himself by the young man, and a warm current flowed in his heart.

"You...shut up, Mingwei...the thing is...she did something wrong, and she has to...pay the price." Mrs. Song said beyond everyone's expectations: "What's more...it's the Song family... I'm sorry...Axiao."

At that time, all she could do was to bring Xiao Axiao by her side as much as possible, and Xiao Axiao would obediently hold her hand and call her grandmother.

Later, she was in a dilemma between her husband and daughter, and Axiao looked at her with more and more disappointment.

Probably someone was about to die, and Mrs. Song recalled many things: "Your grandfather's... thing, don't blame you, if you want to blame... you can only... blame him... yourself."

Attorney Wu frowned slightly. Could it be that there is something hidden about what happened back then?

Mrs. Song said to the side: "You... go out... I'm talking to Axiao..."

Lawyer Wu nodded and left.

Mother Liu reluctantly walked out.

Su Zening originally planned to go out, but Fu Xiao took Su Zening's hand.

Madam Song glanced at the hands of the two of them, and seemed to understand something, her eyes softly said: "Axiao, no matter...you...believe it or not, I...I once thought...I took you...to leave."

Fu Xiao finally glanced at Madam Song and said, "But you still didn't do it after all."

However, Su Zening heard that Fu Xiao's attitude was not as tough as it was at the beginning. It would be a comfort to Fu Xiao to know this.

At the very least, someone once cared about him, and for Fu Xiao, it was a kind of reconciliation with fate.

Madam Song looked at this young man with the same blood as her, and couldn't help but said, "Axiao, can you... call me... a... grandmother."

"Sogo, Sogo, is that you?"

Before she could finish her words, the medical equipment next to her began to call the police frantically.

The doctor outside the door rushed in and started the rescue, but it was all in vain. The male doctor sighed, looked at Fu Xiao and said, "Sorry."

Fu Xiao clenched his hand tightly.

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

After a long while, Fu Xiao slowly released his hand.

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao distressedly, and couldn't help holding Fu Xiao's hand.

Fu Xiao held his hand instead, and the two walked towards the door together.

Fu Xiao stopped and suddenly said to Su Zening, "Song Chongguang is his name."

he?

Is it the old man of the Song family?

Su Zening paused and looked at Fu Xiao, who looked out of the window with a stern face, his eyes slightly distant: "They all said that I killed him."

What does Fu Xiao mean?

he does not know?

Su Zening suddenly thought of another possibility.

He looked at Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao took a deep look at Su Zening and said, "Xiao Ning, I don't remember."

Su Zening said indifferently, "If you don't remember, you won't remember."

Fu Xiao stopped, turned to look at Su Zening, pressed his shoulders and said, "Xiao Ning, this means that it might really be done by me, do you know?"

Fu Xiao, who has never been fond of sex, has a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

Su Zening also looked at Fu Xiao's face seriously. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Fu Xiao's face: "Does it matter? Whether it is or not, you are the Fu Xiao I know. I—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly embraced by someone in his arms.

In winter, this embrace is extraordinarily warm.

Fu Xiao rested his chin on Su Zening's shoulder.

Su Zening's hands hanging on both sides of his body slowly hugged Fu Xiao tightly.

At the door, lawyer Wu was already waiting outside, and he said to Fu Xiao, "My condolences, all the property in Mrs. Song's name is left to you."

After speaking, he took out a key from the folder and said, "This is the key of the Song family."

Although the property under the Song family's name is very small, the remaining part is still quite considerable.

This time, Mrs. Song gave it all to Fu Xiao, leaving nothing to her daughter.

Song family!

Song Chongguang died there.

Su Zeming looked at Fu Xiao's face worriedly, and said to lawyer Wu, "We don't care about the Song family, we don't want it."

When Fu Xiao heard Su Zening's gutsy words, he smiled and said to Su Zening, "Really? I remember the Song family has a back mountain, and there is a lake next to the back mountain. There are a lot of fish in the lake."

so good!

Su Zening held back the pain in his heart and said, "No, we don't care."

Our two words greatly please Fu Xiao.

However, Fu Xiao took the bunch of keys in his palm and said, "But I don't want to."

He looked at the bunch of keys and then at Su Zening with warmth in his eyes.

The things that had entangled him in the past had all vanished with Madam Song's death, and it was time to make an end.

The two came to the Song House.

The Song House is a typical Western-style architectural style. As soon as you enter the gate, the path paved with marble slabs leads directly to the fountain in the garden. There is a tall cedar next to the fountain, three or four stories high and lush.

The reason for the constant maintenance, although the Song family is lonely, it does not seem to be in decline.

However, Fu Xiao remembered that when the Song family was at its most prosperous, cars were parked on both sides, and there was an endless stream of people visiting. He stopped by the fountain for a while, and then looked at the gorgeous villa not far away. , and now it seems to be the case.

The difference is that there were countless words that could not be shared with others, but now there are people who want to tell them.

Su Zening couldn't help looking back and forth: "What a big garden, bigger than Fu's garden."

Hearing Su Zening's voice, Fu Xiao turned to Su Zening and said, "From here to the basement of the gate, there are 1526 white floor tiles and 541 black floor tiles."

Su Zening was stunned for a moment, then said, "Is there so much?"

After so many years, Fu Xiao still remembers it so clearly. Su Zening could almost imagine how Fu Xiao felt when he was a child, counting the stone slabs on this road over and over again, longing for the road leading to the outside.

He hated the Song family even more.

I hate it so much that don't want to stay longer.

However, Fu Xiao glanced at a room on the second floor with deep disgust in his eyes.

Su Zening took Fu Xiao's hand and said, "Let's leave."

Fu Xiao's eyes flashed with warmth, and he took his hand and said, "Don't you want to see where I grew up?"

Some things just don't exist if you don't want them.

After many years, as long as there are people around him to accompany him, he can face some things calmly.

Su Zening hesitated.

But Fu Xiao said, "Go and have a look, I want to go." He paused and said to Su Zening, "I want to try to find it."

In the study room on the second floor, as soon as the door was opened, a cold breath came.

Su Zening looked around uncomfortably.

However, Fu Xiao turned on the light with familiarity. This place has always appeared in his nightmares over the years, and he is familiar with it—

The dark room suddenly lit up.

Next to the scarlet velvet curtains in the room stood a huge table of wood, of excellent quality, with a faint lustre, and of a strange shape, with a large and unusual cabinet on the left, which could be locked from the outside.

Fu Xiao's whole body looked at the table stiffly, his whole body was instantly cold, and countless memories flashed back to his brain.

Returning to this place again after many years, the coldness and darkness are still with him, just like his deepest nightmare, which he has never forgotten.

Suddenly, warmth came from his fingertips, awakening him from the icy cold. He looked down at Su Zening, the boy held his hand, and his blue eyes looked at him worriedly: "This place is very bad for you. Bar."

Fu Xiao smiled softly: "Is it so obvious?"

Su Zening nodded, he had never seen Fu Xiao like this.

Fu Xiao said, "It's really smart."

Su Zening tilted his head and watched Fu Xiao bit his lip. He raised Fu Xiao's chin frivolously and said, "I'm smarter, do you want to know?"

Fu Xiao nodded politely.

The next second, the kiss landed on Fu Xiao's lips, Fu Xiao couldn't help but be slightly startled, his eyes widened, the person kissing was more active, his lips and teeth intersected, the youth was jerky but enthusiastic, the faint taste of strawberry fudge, filling The mouths of the two were sweet to his heart.

At the end of the kiss, the boy's eyes were flushed with blush, his breathing was uneven, he was lying in Fu Xiao's arms, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "From now on, when you think of this place, in addition to those bad memories, there is also our kiss. So This place isn't that bad anymore, is it?"

☆、It turns out that you have loved me for a long time

The strawberry flavor in his mouth dissipated lightly, and the sweet taste lingered in his heart.

So many years later, Fu Xiao still remembers this kiss.

But at this moment, Fu Xiao hugged the young man in his arms tightly and looked around. The coldest and darkest place in his memory was torn apart by a young man. After many years, the warm light finally shone here again.

The young man's eyes were clear, facing his eyes, slightly shy, looking to the side uncomfortably, completely different from the enthusiasm and seductiveness at the beginning.

But Fu Xiao understood the sincerity of the young man.

No more words needed.

Xiao Ning had already given him the best answer to yesterday's question.

His eyes fell on the cabinet on the left side of the desk, and he was suddenly relieved.

Gently cherishing a kiss on the youthful black hair, it was like treating the most cherished treasure.

Fu Xiao never thought that fate had treated him favorably, and he never succumbed to fate, and now, he even thanked fate for bringing the boy to his side.

At this moment, he was finally able to reach a reconciliation with his destiny and let go of everything in the past.

Su Zening was obediently in his arms, letting Fu Xiao hold him and said, "Do you remember?"

Fu Xiao finally glanced at the room, his eyes fell on the chair, the seat that used to be reserved for the authoritarian master of the Song family, he smiled lightly, looked at the young man's eyes with relief, and said, "It doesn't matter."

After he finished speaking, he took the boy's hand and turned to leave.

The two returned home.

Of course, Su Zening is a human being.

As soon as he got home, the housekeeper's grandfather looked at Fu Xiao with a sad face and said, "Master, how about the little sugar cake?"

When Su Zening heard this, he looked at the housekeeper's grandfather very moved.

Sure enough, the housekeeper grandpa really loves him.

I don't know how much better than Fu Xiao.

"It's good, we can't go to see it for the time being, but the doctor will take good care of it." Fu Xiao glanced at Su Zening, and said, "I went to see him before I came back, and I'm already awake, quite energetic. Yes, it will bite."

Su Zening: ...

What does Fu Xiao mean by biting, isn't it what he thought?

Wow! Fu Xiao is such a big hooligan!

The grandfather the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and then he noticed the young man beside him. He smiled and said, "Xiaoning is here." Su Zening had come to Fu's house before, and the grandfather of the housekeeper also knew him. Quite a good feeling.

The housekeeper's grandfather's eyes fell on the hands held by the two, and his eyes were bright.

Su Zening noticed Grandpa Steward's gaze, and couldn't help but want to take his hand out of Fu Xiao's palm. Fu Xiao didn't know what medicine he took wrong, and he held his hand all the way, making him feel embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiao's hand refused to let go of him. After several attempts to no avail, he broke the jar and threw himself in the eyes of the housekeeper's grandfather.

And Fu Xiao, the big hooligan, turned a blind eye to the housekeeper's grandfather: "This is Xiao Ning, my friend is going to live with us recently."

The housekeeper's grandfather couldn't help but said with a little excitement in his voice: "Do you live in your room, young master?"

Su Zening's eyes widened.

Is it going so fast? He's not ready yet. Is it just forcing him to change into a cat again?

He turned his head and saw Fu Xiao, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Fortunately, Fu Xiao said, "No, Xiao Ning can live in the room next to me."

The housekeeper's grandfather sighed indifferently and said, "Yes, young master." Su Zening couldn't help shaking when he heard the deep regret in his voice.

Su Zening's room was arranged next to Fu Xiao's master bedroom. Just a wall away from him.

Su Zening rolled on the bed with regret.

This bed is not as soft as Fu Xiao's.

At this time, there was a regular thumping sound at the door.

Su Zening rolled over and got up and opened the door. Fu Xiao was standing at the door with a pile of clothes in his hands.

Su Zening turned around and let Fu Xiao come in.

Fu Xiao threw the pile of clothes on Su Zelin's bed. Su Zening saw that all the clothes on the bed were his size.

Is this the dress for him?

But how could Fu Xiao prepare his clothes in advance?

Doubt flashed in Su Zening's eyes, could it be—

The doubts in his eyes did not hide from Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao coughed in embarrassment, thinking of what he had done to Xiao Tangcake some time ago, and now that he has long seen through his identity as a teenager, he probably couldn't hide it.

Sure enough, the little guy shouldn't have been bullied too hard at that time.

He opened his mouth and just wanted to apologize to the little guy.

I heard the little guy blurt out: "Okay, Fu Xiao! I didn't expect you to be such a person. You said that you were deeply attracted by me when you first saw me!" He has so many clothes that fit him.

Tsk tsk tsk, Fu Xiao is so boring.

Fu Xiao:  …

Fu Xiao said perfunctorily: "Yes yes yes!" To some extent, the teenager is really like a candy cane, generally confident in himself.

Su Zening couldn't help but try his best, and frantically probed on the edge of death: "You will promise me if I say anything."

Fu Xiao:  …

He always felt that in the tone of a teenager, if he agreed, he would definitely regret it.

So Fu Xiao cautiously said, "You can tell."

The boy's eyes lit up, and he said like a kitten with its tail raised proudly: "Give me back all the small dried fish that I had collected before, and don't torture me again when I become a cat, don't let me eat this, Don't let me eat that."

Listening to the young man talking more and more, there is no edge.

Fu Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, he reached out and knocked on the boy's head.

It's really three days without a fight, going to the house and uncovering the tiles.

The boy hugged his head in pain, and said with tears in his eyes, "Do you like me like this? It's too much!"

Fu Xiao calmly said: "I'm not too much. Some people are too much. They ate chocolate, ice cream, and cake at the company. After dinner, they have to eat another meal at home."

Su Zening suddenly felt guilty.

How did Fu Xiao know? He clearly hid it so well.

Su Zening's tail, which was raised just now, was put down again, and she pulled Fu Xiao's hand obediently and said, "But I'm really hungry, I just want to eat."

The young man's face suddenly approached, and Fu Xiao was in a trance.

Fu Xiao almost couldn't hold it anymore, but thanks to his determination, he said, "You can't do that if you want to eat."

It is also fortunate that the fat on the small sugar cake will not turn into the boy, otherwise the boy will definitely be a fat man now.

However, if the boy was a fat man, he should have a meaty texture like a small sugar cake.

The boy's eyes rolled, he didn't know what Fu Xiao was thinking at the moment, he hugged Fu Xiao's waist like a kitten without a teacher, rubbed his head around Fu Xiao's neck and said, "But, it's really delicious.."

The life of Fu Xiao was almost taken away by the young man.

At night, in Fu Xiao's dream.

In the gloomy study, the old man who could not see his face said, "Why are you always disobedient."

Only the boy's stubborn eyes answered him.

As long as he is a little tired of disobedience, his nominal mother.He will be called by the old man to the study so-called study.

In fact -

Ah.

The old man opened the cabinet door next to the desk, and unexpectedly the cabinet door was empty.