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Chapter 32
Fu Zhen turned to look at Jiang Hengshu, he was afraid of dragging Jiang Hengshu.
He knows that Jiang Hengshu’s background is not as simple as he thought before, but it is not necessarily the opponent of the Fu family and the Qin family. He is no longer alone. When facing Fu Jianchen and the others, he has to think about Jiang Hengshu. .
"What's the matter?" Jiang Hengshu saw that Fu Zhen looked at him with a strange look, a bit like an old hen trying to protect the cock. Jiang Hengshu was about to amused his weird thoughts.
Fu Zhen closed the webpage, crawled over to Jiang Hengshu, held his arm, and closed his eyes against his shoulder.
Jiang Hengshu turned his head to look at him, and asked him in a low voice: "Tired?"
Fu Zhen hummed and said nothing.
Jiang Hengshu wrapped his arms around his shoulders to make him more comfortable leaning on, and said to Fu Zhen, "If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."
Fu Zhen's mind was hazy, he had vague plans for what to do next, and was afraid that Tang Wanwan Fu Jianchen would suddenly intervene.
Jiang Hengshu is his only baby now, and he doesn't want Jiang Hengshu to be hurt.
Fu Zhen recalled the various speeches made by Director Zhao Jin at the press conference. He only felt that his heart was burning and uncomfortable. He hugged Jiang Hengshu's arms tighter, like Grande who grabbed the last gold coin.
"Chunhua Mountain" will be released on January 12. If he exposes this matter before the release, the film will not be released smoothly and he will be compensated much less.
After the release of "Chunhua Mountain", if the box office is satisfactory, he should receive a large compensation. With this money, he can buy a big house, and he and Jiang Hengshu will live there in the future. You can also raise a few cute little animals.
Fu Zhen's breathing became even, Jiang Hengshu turned his head and glanced at him, his mouth slightly opened, with a smile at the corners, and he was asleep.
He whispered Fu Zhen's name in a low voice. Without a response, Jiang Hengshu maintained his original actions. When Fu Zhen fell a little deeper, he carefully hugged him in the center of the bed and adjusted it. His sleeping posture shakes the quilt on the side and covers him.
After all this was done, Jiang Hengshu sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the sleeping person on the bed, his fingertips slid across Fu Zhen's cheeks, Fu Zhen probably dreamed something, and muttered softly. One sentence, Jiang Hengshu did not hear clearly.
"Good night." He bent down and kissed Fu Zhen on the forehead, turned off the light in the room, and then walked out of the room.
It was already the next morning when Fu Zhen woke up. He opened Weibo and selected a few submissions in private messages, and then took it. According to his current development, as long as there are no accidents, he does not need to go to the construction site in the future.
New Year's Day is coming after New Year's Day. This year, he is no longer alone, and the cost will definitely be much higher than in previous years, but Fu Zhen is not worried at all, but is full of energy.
In a fan forum of the Shazhou Chronicle, a picture building is being built at this moment. Many fans have released the treasure maps they have kept for many years. Everyone criticizes each other, finds faults, and then right-clicks to save them.
In the end, these fans found a treasure lady-Jian Wen in the hands of many paintings.
The design of each character in Shazhou Chronicle has many details, such as tattoos on the body, pupils of the eyes, small patches of hair, decorative ornaments on the clothes, etc., which are not fully reflected in most fan pictures. This is also what they can The faults singled out in the fan picture, but these are all reflected in Jian Wen's pen, even the super diehard fans of the Shazhou Chronicle can't pick out the fault from his picture.
What kind of fairy lady is this? Some people even guess whether the original artist has been in the water, but most fans think this is nonsense. They all know that the Shazhou Chronicle producer has good family conditions, otherwise it would not be so awesome. The dubbing and post-production.
In any case, the wife of Jian Wen must be a true fan of Shazhou Chronicle. They will find this wife for future submissions. For a while, Fu Zhen's fans have risen several times and successfully broke through five figures. .
Fu Zhen had raised the price of his color inserts a bit before. His current painters are considered top painters in this circle, but he feels that his paintings should not be worth that price now.
His drawing speed is much faster than before. It is no problem to draw a simple color insert in a day, but it takes two or three days to draw a more complicated one. Seeing that his balance in Yu'e Bao is more and more daily. When he got up, Fu Zhen felt much more at ease, at least his current ability to resist risks was much stronger than before.
Fu Zhen finished his day's work, put down his paintbrush, stood up and stretched out, raised his head and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside. It was almost half past ten. Jiang Hengshu had just left him, and he made a decision for himself. By law, you must go to bed at half past ten in the evening.
Fu Zhen packed up the drawing tools and went to the bathroom to wash.
Jiang Hengshu was sitting on the bed leaning on the pillow and reading. There was a knock on the door outside the room. He put down the magazine in his hand and said to the person outside: "The door is unlocked, come in."
Soon after, the door was pushed through a small gap, and Fu Zhen poked a head out of the gap, like a cautious scout, whispering Jiang Hengshu's name: "Jiang Hengshu..."
Jiang Hengshu didn't expect Fu Zhen to come over at this time. After all, he just left from Fu Zhen's room. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhen pushed the door open again, half of his body entered the room, with a blush on his face, and said to Jiang Hengshu, "My bed is broken, can I come and sleep with you?"
"The bed is broken?" Jiang Hengshu lifted the quilt off his body, got out of the bed and walked to the door, and said to Fu Zhen, "I'll see if I can fix it."
Fu Zhen was stunned for a while. He didn't seem to expect Jiang Hengshu to do this. He expected Jiang Hengshu to pat the pillow and let himself sleep with him.
This is very embarrassing.
Fu Zhen quickly stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Hengshu's clothes. Jiang Hengshu looked back at him with questions in his eyes. Fu Zhen thought about it and let go of his hand, and went to his room with Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu looked at Fu Zhen's bed and asked Fu Zhen, "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhen opened the bed sheet, pointed to the nearest leg of the bed and said to Jiang Hengshu, "It's a bit cracked, it seems to be moth-eaten."
Jiang Hengshu squatted down and looked carefully at the direction of Fu Zhen's fingers. This leg of the bed did indeed have a small worm eye, only the size of a grain of rice. It shouldn't affect the rest of the evening for nearly ten years. Jiang Hengshu stood up and turned his head. , Said to Fu Zhen, who had a little quail with his head down, "I really can't sleep anymore. Go to my room."
Fu Zhen suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu. He blinked, not sure what Jiang Hengshu had just said to him.
Jiang Hengshu laughed, raised his hand and rubbed his hair, then turned around and bent down to lift Fu Zhen's quilt from the bed, and said to Fu Zhen, "Hold the pillow."
Fu Zhen hugged his pillow, followed Jiang Hengshu dumbly, closed the door of his room, and came to Jiang Hengshu's room together.
Jiang Hengshu’s room is larger than Fu Zhen’s, and the rent is also more expensive. So there is a double bed and a few simple pieces of furniture. Jiang Hengshu put Fu Zhen’s quilt on the bed, and took it from him. Pull out the pillow in his hand and put it next to his pillow.
After the two people lay down on the bed, Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and turned off the light in the room. The room was plunged into darkness immediately. The silver moonlight shone in through the bed curtains, leaving a thin, long bright color on the quilt. Jiang Hengshu stretched out his long arm and pulled the curtain to death. The moonlight disappeared in the room.
The room was quiet, Fu Zhen turned sideways to Jiang Hengshu. After a long time, he seemed to have made some major decision and whispered: "Jiang Hengshu..."
The next moment, he lifted his quilt and got into Jiang Hengshu's quilt. Jiang Hengshu's quilt seemed to be warmer. He was completely enveloped by the breath of Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu put his arms around his waist and asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong? Can't you sleep?"
If the light is on now, Jiang Hengshu will find that Fu Zhen's whole body is pink because of shyness and fear, and his eyes are moist and full of water, as if he will cry in the next moment. This is the first time for him, maybe It is also the last time, revealing the secret of his body to another person.
"I actually..." Fu Zhen's voice was getting lower and lower, with a nasal voice, "I'm actually different from you."
"what?"
Fu Zhen grabbed Jiang Hengshu's hand, bit his lip, and pulled Jiang Hengshu's hand down his body little by little, across a thin layer of cloth, and brought his hand to that special place.
Jiang Hengshu’s fingers touched the warm skin and he immediately noticed the strangeness there. Although he did not have much experience in that area, the only time he did it was in a state where he was almost unaware, but Jiang Hengshu was right. Physiological knowledge is still understood, Fu Zhen should only have women here.
Fu Zhen let go of Jiang Hengshu's hand, and he whispered: "I'm sorry..."
After a long time, Jiang Hengshu asked him softly: "Why are you sorry?"
Fu Zhen couldn't speak, his heart rang like a drum, but only he could feel it. The room was extremely quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.
He was afraid that Jiang Hengshu would treat himself like a monster.
Jiang Hengshu took his hand out of Fu Zhen, put his arm around his waist, took him to his arms, comforted him and said, "It's okay, let's go to sleep."
Fu Zhen couldn't believe that this incident passed in Jiang Hengshu's understatement. However, after a short while, he heard Jiang Hengshu asking himself: "Do you have time tomorrow?"
"some."
"Let's go to the hospital to have a look." Jiang Hengshu said.
The author has something to say: In an advertisement, my super invincible little cute friend Luogu's pre-accepted essay "The school grass always has a bad heart for me" (because it is a pre-collected essay, you need to search the author Luogu to find it in the column)
Jiangyu was cheated by the school scumbag when he was young and ignorant, and even had some psychological problems. The family helped Jiang Yu to transfer, but after the transfer, Jiang Yu, who was too outstanding, was spotted by the new school's grassroots.
Jiang Yu's inner OS: The school grass is all big pig's hoofs, can't I hide it if I can't provoke me.
Huo Yida has been sitting firmly on the throne of the school grass since the day he went to school, thinking that he was handsome and a master of God, no one would dislike him. Until he met Jiang Yu, who was newly transferred, he avoided him like a snake. It happened that he fell in love with Jiang Yu at first sight. Very good, you succeeded in getting my idea.
From then on, Jiang Yu found that the legendary school grass came and went like a wind, so he came to stop him, helped bring breakfast to make up lessons, and took him home to sleep when he was homeless.
The good name is that they are all friends, so they should.
Jiang Yu's inner OS: Although there are a lot of poems and a lot of poems, people are still good and can be friends.
Until one day Jiang Yu's predecessor came to school to entangle Jiang Yu...
Huo Yi broke his fingers and sneered: What are you doing?
Predecessor: You don’t care about your teacher!
Huo Yi: Who cares about my wife?
Jiang Yu: ...? ? ?