After taking a comfortable bath, he picked up Bo Sinian's pajamas. He didn't know if he had worn them. There was a clean smell from the sun on them.

He estimates that Bo Sinian is at least 1.88 meters, plus the shoulders are wide and the legs are long, and the size that is just right on his body will be a lot bigger when he wears it on Fuyu.

But he had no other choice. The couple wouldn't even bring their pajamas to see their grandma. That would be too outlandish.

Fu Yu walked to the mirror, the water vapor filled the bathroom, and a slender shadow was dimly reflected.

He pushed open the door and walked out. Bo Sinian put down the book when he heard the voice, looked up at Fu Yu unconsciously, and couldn't take his eyes away.

The pure black nightgown has a wide neckline and a wide neckline, spreading down along the delicate and slender collarbone, with a slender neck and a large white chest exposed, black hair, snow skin and red lips. To hook people down the evil spirit of the world.

Contrary to the coquettish appearance, Fu Yu closed the nightgown under Bo Sinian's almost naked/naked eyes, and came to the bedside and sat down obediently, because his movements moved the nightgown up and down, revealing a slender figure. Thighs, the skin looks white and delicate.

Fu Yu lowered her head and tried to ignore the sight that stayed on him. It took Bo Sinian a long time to stand up and walk to the bathroom.

Phew, Fu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, the cold sweat on his forehead was about to fall.

What does the aggressive look in Bo Sinian's eyes just now mean, even if a man wants to pretend he doesn't understand.

Ah, ah, he was patronizing Bai Yueguang's affairs, how could he forget that Bo Sinian likes men! Even if he doesn't like him, he has been abstinent for so long, and living in a bed at night makes it embarrassing to think about.

Fu Yu tugged at his hair melancholy, but he didn't think what Bo Sinian would do, but it was strange in his heart, especially when Fu Yu was in college, he suspected that he liked men.

Although he didn't take this matter seriously a few days ago, but now the more he thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes. He usually hides things in his heart. Since he took the initiative to mention it to Pei Shen, it means that he was quite flustered at the time.

Fu Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. Why did so many things happen in the second year of sophomore year? Now don't know what to do to retrieve the memory, and head has no meaning to remember that memory.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, Fu Yu controlled himself not to think so much, and lay back on the bed, only then did he realize that although there were two pillows on the bed, there was only one quilt.

He sighed deeply, got into one of them, covered his head with the quilt and played with his mobile phone, thinking that he would go to bed as soon as Bo Sinian turned off the lights, and would never talk to him.

The bed was very soft, and the nostrils were filled with a refreshing fragrance, which was a bit like the fragrance on Bo Sinian's body. Even if Fu Yu was guarding him now, he felt at ease when he smelled it.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the comments on the Internet, and found that netizens were very unhappy that he didn't go to the set with the crew ahead of time. Fu Yu pursed his lips. He was always very concerned about acting, and he was thinking about doing something to save him. word of mouth.

But he thought about it in a blink of an eye, no matter what he did, he wasn't serious about acting, or the work had to be done well.

Originally, he didn't want to fill his schedule, it would be too tiring for him, and it would also affect the state of acting, but now there are so many worries at home, he just wants to take more filming, can he not go home Just try not to go home.

If there is a suitable variety show, it is not impossible to pick it up occasionally.

He signed a five-year contract, and it took him several times to go to his grandmother's house to share a bed like today...

Send Chen Shuangwen a WeChat to let him pay more attention to some modern dramas, especially villains.

Since he doesn't look like a good person, then he will simply be bad to the end and play a brilliant villain, which is both a challenge and an opportunity for him. If he plays well, his reputation will increase.

Chen Shuangwen responded quickly, and he was not surprised by Fu Yu's choice at all, saying that he had a good script on hand, which was adapted from a well-known name, with good reputation and director lineup.

Finally got good news, Fu Yu agreed, and flipped through his super chat, because super chat is all managed by fans, so he usually doesn't see bad remarks, and it's good to see what fans encourage. make him more motivated.

He also read a lot of Chao Yanqing's fans' understanding of this role, and slowly figured out and researched, thinking about what he did not match.

After an unknown time, the door rang, and Bo Sinian came out.

Fu Yu still buried his head in the quilt, trying not to look at Bo Sinian.

I hope he sleeps quickly, and the two of them are safe and sound.

The light turned off with a snap, and Fu Yu clearly felt that the bed beside him was sunken, and someone was lying beside him. Although the two of them covered the same quilt, they were far away from each other, and no one could touch the other.

Fu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed, and he immediately felt sleepy.

Putting the phone on mute beside the pillow, Fu Yu turned her back to Bo Sinian and closed her eyes. There was no sound behind her. Fu Yu let her sleepiness drown herself, desperately hoping that she would fall asleep quickly.

However, things backfired. He relapsed into his old problem of recognizing the bed. In addition, Bo Sinian was lying behind him. He didn't dare to mess with his hands and feet, so he stayed in the same position for a long time. Fu Yu was so sleepy that he just fell asleep. No, really want to turn over.

After another long time, half of Fu Yu's body was numb, he sighed, he had to close his eyes, turned to face Bo Sinian, and tried not to open his eyes.

Soon, however, he felt warm breath on his face.

It seemed to be getting a little closer, Fu Yu wanted to move back uncomfortably, opened his eyes quietly, and was caught off guard to see the face so close at hand.

The night is blurred, the stars are sprinkled in fine pieces, and there are immortals in the world.

Bo Sinian was lying on his side unprepared, his overly delicate facial features would give people a sense of alienation, but the moonlight coated him with a soft white halo, fading the coldness of the past, and his eyes were beautifully shaped with long eyelashes, which was enough to imagine. What a fascination it was when those eyes opened.