When Xu Shenting arrived at Fu Boyun’s villa, the lights were already on.
“Young master is back, have you had dinner yet?”
Uncle Lin warmly greeted Xu Chenting and asked.
“Not yet.”
“The kitchen has already prepared dinner, now bring it to you?” Uncle Lin asked.
“Wait a minute!”
While answering Uncle Lin’s question, Xu Chenting looked around for Fu Boyun’s figure: “Uncle Lin, where is Fu Boyun? Haven’t you got off work yet?”
Uncle Lin glanced towards the second floor. He said to Xu Chenting, “Young master is back and is in the study upstairs.”
“Then I’ll go up to find him first, and then come down to eat later.”
Hearing that Fu Boyun was at home, Xu Chenting’s heart moved slightly, and he wanted to run upstairs immediately. go find him.
“Young master is not in a good mood today, coax him!” Uncle Lin’s tone was a little worried, and he asked Xu Chenting.
Xu Chenting’s heart sank, thinking of the small video Qin Junze sent him to watch, he probably knew why Fu Boyun was in a bad mood.
Xu Chenting went upstairs and stood at the door of the study. The door of the study was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.
Xu Chenting reached out and knocked on the door, but got no response. He pushed the door open and walked in worriedly.
There was only one warm light on in the study room, it was dim and dark, only Fu Boyun was lying on the sofa lazily, his tie was torn in a mess, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his white shirt, the neckline was slightly open, sexy and flirting. Very human.
He carried a bottle of red wine in his hand, raised his head, and drank directly from the bottle. The spilled red wine burst into small burgundy flowers on the white shirt.
Xu Chenting took another step forward and saw two empty red wine bottles lying on the ground crookedly.
It’s only what time, and you’ve already drunk so much?
Are you drinking red wine as grape juice? are you crazy?
Xu Chenting stepped forward, snatched the bottle of red wine from Fu Boyun’s hand, and placed it on the small table next to it.
“Huh?”
Fu Boyun’s hands were suddenly empty, his eyes were hazy, and his expression was a little dull looking for wine, and finally his eyes fell on Xu Chenting.
Xu Chenting looked at Fu Boyun quietly, wondering if this drunk could recognize him.
Fu Boyun’s expression was stunned, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, took Xu Chenting into his arms, buried his head on his shoulder, and said in a dull tone:
“I thought…you won’t come back.”
Xu Chenting was calm Because of these words, his heart kept rippling, and Fu Boyun really liked him.
What a coincidence.
He also likes Fu Boyun so much!
Xu Chenting tightened his arms and hugged Fu Boyun back hard.
Fu Boyun’s body was filled with cold wood rosin and faint alcohol smell, which was not unpleasant, which made Xu Chenting’s heart slowly calm down.
This is the unique sense of security around Fu Boyun.
“Didn’t you say this is my home, where can I go if I don’t go home?”
Xu Chenting reached out and touched Fu Boyun’s head, and said with a smile, “Or, what you said before was just coaxing me?”
“No, no Coax you.”
Fu Boyun looked up at Xu Chenting, and explained anxiously, the next second his tone dropped: “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, but you haven’t come back, I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”
Help.
What kind of aggrieved little puppy’s tone is this!
The drunk Fu Boyun, the style of painting is a bit wrong!
“You don’t talk, you admit it, you just don’t want to be with me.”
Fu Boyun seemed to have found hard evidence from Xu Chenting’s silence, and complained loudly, like a big dog abandoned by his master.
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