The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

After Pi Xiu disappeared, the sound of the mobile phone broke the awkward atmosphere.

Fu Shen lowered his head for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Senior sister asked me for your contact information."

Tang Zhou: ?

Fu Shen poked a few times on the phone, and said, "She said she took your ride yesterday and wanted to return the gift, but she forgot to ask you for contact information when she got off the bus."

"No." Tang Zhou decisively refused.

He guessed that the girl didn't forget to ask for it, but the atmosphere in the car was weird at the time, she just didn't dare to make a sound, and she was careful even when she got out of the car and left.

"Why not?" Fu Shen had a faint smile on his face.

Tang Zhou stared at him seriously: "She said she wanted to give me a doll, the kind she made herself."

Fu Shen: "..." That's no use.

Tang Zhou's current dolls are all given by him, and he selfishly does not want Tang Zhou to accept other people's dolls.

After refusing for Tang Zhou, he asked casually, "Why did you want to give you a doll?"

Most people would not think that Tang Zhou likes dolls.

Tang Zhou lowered his eyelashes, "She has a doll on her bag, I asked."

"What kind of doll?"

"A little rabbit."

"Cute?"

"Hmm."

"Want?"

Tang Zhou: "...don't want to."

The animal's intuition made him avoid the risk at this moment.

Fu Shen smiled, "I went to the kitchen."

Tang Zhou stopped him and asked what he had kept in his heart for a long time: "Why didn't you tell me that the cat was made by you?"

If he hadn't met Fu Shen's senior, he might have been kept in the dark.

Fu Shen suddenly had a strange thought in his heart, and his eyes sank.

"You suddenly went to Dark Blue yesterday because of this?"

He hadn't figured out why Tang Zhou was in a bad mood yesterday, and why he suddenly went to Dark Blue.

It was just that he was so pleasantly surprised that he ignored Tang Zhou's fault.

Now think about it, because of that cat doll?

Tang Zhou frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You know from my sister that I made the cat doll, so go to the dark blue to find me, right?"

It's true, but it's weird.

Tang Zhou pursed his lips, "Is there a problem?"

Fu Shen stared at him for a while, then lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "No. I'll go to the kitchen first."

So, so-called Plato has an explanation. Because of being moved, Tang Zhou agreed to be with him; also because of being moved, Tang Zhou was only willing to be in platonic love.

Fu Shen felt agitated and was reluctant to question Tang Zhou, but he couldn't face Tang Zhou normally, so he had to escape from here through kitchen affairs.

He thought too much.

He is just a poor student from a small mountain village, how can Tang Zhou like him?

Fu Shen obviously escaped the body language, Tang Zhou did not understand.

But Tang Zhou is not temperamental, let him lose face to coax the other party, he can't do it temporarily. What's more, he didn't understand what happened to Fu Shen at all.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, distracted by the constant noise from the kitchen.

Tang Zhou thought for a while that Fu Shen's mood would change, and for a while that it would be very hard for Fu Shen to cook so many dishes by himself. The next traces.

In the end, distress prevailed, and he was about to get up to go to the kitchen when a sudden groan came, Tang Zhou's heart tightened, and he quickly walked over.

Fu Shen held the index finger of his left hand in his right hand and put it under the faucet to rinse. The dark red blood was diluted with water and turned into a pink stream.

He didn't seem to feel pain, and he looked quite calm.

Tang Zhou frowned and turned off the water, holding his wrist, "There is a medicine box at home, I will wrap it up for you."

Tang Zhou like this reminded him of the basketball game.

—Tang Zhou stood up straight because he fell.

It is no different from the young man who hastily fetched the medicine chest.

The wound cut by the knife was stinging, but Fu Shen felt that the knife was a good cut.

He is too preoccupied with gains and losses.

From yesterday to now, he seems to have been stepping on the cliff, and if he is not careful, he will fall to pieces.

He was both excited and disturbed.

I just learned that Tang Zhou went to Shenlan because of the cat doll, Fu Shen thought for a moment.

But in any case, Tang Zhou's worries about him are not fake.

That's enough.

Tang Zhou found the medicine box, ran over, squatted in front of Fu Shen, dipped a cotton swab in the potion, gently held Fu Shen's index finger, and gently smeared it.

"It hurts." He asked with a low eyebrow.

The long eyelashes covered the worry at the bottom of his eyes, but Fu Shen could hear the self-blame and guilt in his words.

The wound on the hand is not deep, but the skin is cut, but the blood is just scary.

He stared at Tang Zhou's delicate nose, "It doesn't hurt."

Tang Zhou finished painting him, then put a Band-Aid on him, raised his head, and said with red eyes: "Stop cooking. Don't do it in the future."

When he was dressing Fu Shen just now, he carefully looked at Fu Shen's hand.

Compared to that handsome face, Fu Shen's hands are really not good-looking. Although the phalanx is slender, the skin of the palm is rough, and there are some small and light scars in some places on the back of the hand.

It's heart-wrenching.

Tang Zhou glared at him, "You are all hurt!"

"Small injuries are not in the way." The handsome boy leaned over to Tang Zhou, "I'm sorry just now."

Tang Zhou: ?

"I shouldn't have misunderstood you."

Tang Zhou asked: "So what did you misunderstand me?"

Do you think he has JQ with that girl?

Fu Shen helped him pack the medicine box together, and blamed himself: "I thought you were just sympathetic to me..."

Tang Zhou paused and looked at him coolly, "What do you mean?"

"I was wrong." Fu Shen didn't say a word of nonsense, so it would be better to just admit his mistake.

Tang Zhou couldn't take care of it, got up and said expressionlessly: "Fu Shen, my sympathy is not so overflowing. I have a clear distinction between sympathy and liking, what have I done to make you think I am Sympathize with you?"

Fu Shen said in annoyance, "It's my fault."

Tang Zhou stretched out his hand to squeeze his face, and said, "What brain circuit!"

"You are so kind." Fu Shen let him pinching his face and sighed.

So good that he doesn't think he deserves him.

How can he be favored by Tang Shen? The more sinking, the more he can feel the huge pressure brought by the gap.

Fu Shen never underestimated himself, only in front of Tang Zhou would he involuntarily doubt himself.

He was afraid that the project he made would not be recognized by the market, and he was afraid that he would live up to Tang Zhou's expectations.

Tang Zhou felt sour.

How good is he? Fu Shen only applauds like this.

When Liang Chen and Li Fengyu came in, they were holding hands and looking at each other.

Li Fengyu: ! No wonder Pixiu left and returned just now with such a distorted expression.

Liang Chen noticed Fu Shen's hand.

He stepped forward and said with concern: "Injured? I'll ask who can cook, and if they can't, fight."

It's time to take a break from swimming for so long.

Cooking together is also an opportunity to build relationships, and everyone responded.

A large meal was completed in a gag, and everyone excitedly set the plate and poured wine and gathered around the table.

Pixiu raised his glass: "Respect Tang Shen! Respect Brother Shen!"

Not much to say, just drink it all.

Others followed suit, and came to respect Tang Zhou and Fu Shen, as if they were the protagonists.

The party is not limited to wine or beverages, those who like to drink naturally drink, and those who like to drink drinks.

Fu Shen was worried that Tang Zhou was drunk, so he only poured him a drink. The orange-red liquid dyed the youth's lips a rose color.

He forced himself to withdraw his gaze, recited "Plato" a few times, and suppressed the delusions in his heart.

Pi Xiu poured a lot of wine, and his mind was a little confused. He raised his glass and put it in front of Fu Shen, and said with a smile: "Brother Shen, Tang Shen, it's been a good time for a hundred years."

Everyone: "…"

Fu Shen's expression didn't change, and he smiled back.

Liang Chen quickly pulled the drunk away.

Seeing this, I was not drunk and laughed, and got together to play games.

"Brother Shen, Tang Shen, let's go together!" Li Fengyu shouted.

The two sat around.

"What to play?" Fu Shen asked.

Someone suggested: "How about Zero Zero Seven?"

"How?"

"The first person said zero, and pointed at a random person at the same time, the person being pointed also said zero, pointed to the next person, the third person made a 'qi' sound, and his finger was like a gun Anyone who is shot will not make a sound and do nothing, but the two left and right of the shot will make an 'ah' sound and raise their hands to surrender. Those who make mistakes will be punished."

This game is not in turn order, it is played randomly, everyone must be in a state of tension at all times, although it sounds simple, it may not be done.

Everyone agrees.

At the beginning of the game, everyone was full of energy and concentration, and almost no one made a mistake.

As time goes on and under the influence of tension, someone finally made a mistake.

"What punishment?" the man asked.

"Drink?"

"Stop drinking, it makes your head dizzy."

"Don't you like that female star the most? Learn her most classic pose, pose for a look, and at the same time touch your chest and say 'too small'!"

Tang Zhou: "..." He must not make mistakes!

The punished person can let go, put on an S-shape shyly, and whispered, "Oh, why is it so small!"

Some people laughed, some pretended to be retching, the huge villa was full of vitality.

Tang Zhou involuntarily curved his lips and smiled.

Fu Shen caught his smile, leaned his head on his shoulder, half-closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "A little dizzy."

Tang Zhou turned his head sideways, his lips would touch someone's forehead, and it was so itchy.

"Going to rest first?"

Fu Shen: "Play for a while."

Tang Zhou: "You're dizzy and you're going to suffer from this game."

"It's fine."

As a result, Fu Shen rolled over in the second round of the game.

He was calm: "What punishment?"

Everyone: "…"

Who dares to play Deep Brother?

Someone suggested weakly: "Let's do ten push-ups."

This is a normal punishment for playing games, it is not out of the ordinary, and it just happens to show the strength and beauty of men.

Liang Chen, who has been silent all the time, said: "This is too simple for Brother Shen."

Li Fengyu nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Brother Shen often exercises."

Tang Zhou thought of someone's figure and agreed.

"What do you do?"

Li Fengyu hehe said: "It's better for Brother Shen to choose a girl present, and hold on for a minute for the princess!"

Girls: Raise your hand! !

Liang Chen and Fu Shen exchanged glances and suggested, "Girls are underweight, so it's not difficult for Brother Shen. Change boys."

Li Fengyu laughed: "Brother Shen, hug me! I am the heaviest! The most difficult!"

Fu Shen: “…”

He ignored Li Fengyu's self-recommendation, got up and asked Tang Zhou, "Mr. Tang, can you help me?"

Tang Zhou: “…”

He walked up to Fu Shen with a blank face, intending to cooperate with his performance.

Everyone looked left and right, don't say, Mr. Tang is the most suitable!

Mr. Tang is good-looking and slender, and it is easy and pleasing to hold. If it were Li Fengyu, the picture would be too beautiful to look straight at.

Tang Zhou was a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw Fu Shen's calm smile and heard the roaring noises around him, he couldn't help but relax, put his hands on his shoulders, and said, "There's still half a minute left. ."

Fu Shen's arm has always been steady, he even felt that one minute was too short.

The drunk Pixiu was awakened, looked over in a daze, saw the postures of the two, and blurted out: "Brother Shen, are you going to have a wedding with Tang Shen?"

Everyone: "..." Hahahahaha!

Fu Shen looked at Tang Zhou with a smile, his eyes like thick ink.

Tang Zhou coughed lightly: "One minute is up."

"Brother Shen has great arms!"

"Hahaha, President Tang is also very cooperative."

Fu Shen put down Tang Zhou and approached his ear: "Would it be fun?"

Tang Zhou glared at him quietly: "You are drunk, it's time to rest."

"Good."

After he finished speaking, he covered his head and planted it on Tang Zhou, "Dizzy."

Tang Zhou: “…”