The restaurant is not far from the residence, and it takes only a quarter of an hour to walk back.
Fu Shen carried Tang Zhou on his back, but hoped that the road would be longer.
"It's so swaying." Tang Zhou muttered with his cheek against the back of Fu Shen's neck.
Fu Shen stopped, "I'll be home soon."
"Then hurry up, I'll have a gift when I go home!" Tang Zhou suddenly straightened his waist excitedly. If it wasn't for Fu Shen's quick reaction, he would almost be unable to hold it back.
Every time he gets drunk, he turns into Tang Sansui, so cute.
Back in the community, Fu Shen took the elevator upstairs. As soon as he crossed the corridor, he saw two people standing in front of the door.
One is very familiar, the assistant of Ms. Zheng. Another one I haven't seen.
Both were holding gift boxes in their hands.
Fu Shen approached, and seeing that they were about to speak, he immediately raised his index finger close to his lips, and said in a low voice, "Don't disturb him."
Zheng Qiuyi's assistant looked very calm, lowered his voice and said, "This is a graduation gift from Ms. Zheng to Tang Shao."
Fu Shen looked at the other person.
The man looked at him with scrutiny eyes, and his tone was a little arrogant: "The gift that the old man asked me to give Tang Shao, you are Tang Shao..."
He didn't lower his voice deliberately. Tang Zhou heard the word "gift" in a daze, and raised his head suddenly, "Arrived home? Where is the gift?"
Fu Shen said bluntly, "Your mother and grandfather have both brought gifts, what should I do?"
Tang Zhou was drunk, but his thinking logic was still there.
"I don't want, you drive them away."
Two people: "..." Embarrassed.
Fu Shen smiled rudely.
"it is good."
When facing the two of them, he put on an indifferent mask, "He doesn't want it, let's go."
Zheng Qiuyi's assistant had experienced the storm, his expression did not change at all, and he put the gift box directly at the door: "If Tang Shao doesn't want to accept it, just throw it away."
The old man's assistant followed suit, but the tone was not very good, "Tang Shao is drunk and doesn't recognize people. When he wakes up, you must tell him clearly."
He regarded Fu Shen as the little lover who bewitched Tang Zhou, and despised him in his heart.
Zheng Qiuyi's assistant was very straightforward: "I'll go back first, see you Mr. Fu."
Fu Shen nodded slightly, completely ignoring the other.
After eating a closed door, the assistant was very upset. When he went back to report the situation, he said a lot of Fu Shen's bad words, such as being arrogant and arrogant, and so on.
He deliberately smeared, but Fu Shen didn't know about it. Of course, even if he knew about it, he didn't care at all.
Fu Shen entered the room and put Tang Zhou on the sofa. He wanted to bring in the two gifts outside the door, but Tang Zhou grabbed his wrist.
The young man was lying on the sofa, his eyes were drunk, the mist inside seemed to be oozing out, and he stared straight at him.
"Gifts, I want gifts."
Fu Shen squatted in front of him, his voice soft.
"Don't want to see their gifts?"
"I don't want to." Tang Zhou was impatient.
Fu Shen said solemnly, "My gift is not expensive at all. It's ordinary and not beautiful. Would you still like it?"
Tang Zhou stared at him for a few seconds, then mumbled, "Long-winded."
He scolded Fu Shen, but his face was full of expectations.
The word "Aojiao" suddenly appeared in Fu Shen's mind.
He laughed suddenly, got up and said, "I'll get it."
As soon as he turned around, Tang Zhou got up from the sofa, clasped his shoulders, and insisted on jumping on his back.
Fu Shen hurriedly turned around to help him, "Be careful."
Tang Zhou threw himself into his arms, buried his face in his shoulders, clasped his hands tightly around his waist, and said unreasonably, "Together."
The quiet fragrance, mixed with a touch of alcohol, enveloped all of Fu Shen's senses. He lightly hugged the young man in his arms, and for a moment, he even held his breath.
The soft hair rubbed against the collarbone, and the slight itching reached the heart through the skin, fiddling with layers of ripples, rippling back and forth in the chest cavity.
"Tang Zhou..."
He suddenly tightened his arms, took the whole person into his arms, took several deep breaths, and then said against the young man's temple: "I will carry you over."
Tang Zhou raised his head and raised a smile, his eyes were curved, his lips were curved, and his voice was unbelievably soft: "Okay."
Simply sweet.
Fu Shen no longer hesitated, just in this posture, he picked up the person from the sofa.
With his feet off the sofa, the sense of weightlessness made Tang Zhou instinctively wrap around Fu Shen's neck, his legs crossed, and the whole body's weight fell on Fu Shen.
It was only a few steps from the living room to the bedroom, but Fu Shen had a hard time walking. It wasn't because of the weight, but the heavy delusions in his heart that made him want to slow down a little bit.
Tang Zhou was in a hurry and patted him on the shoulder, "Hurry up."
Fu Shen: "..."
Sometimes it is not clear whether he is really drunk or fake.
Under Tang Zhou's urging, Fu Shen stopped dawdling, went into the bedroom, and put Tang Zhou down.
Tang Zhou glanced at the doll sitting alone on the bed.
He looked at Fu Shen eagerly: "Is it it?"
It was a knitted doll cat, about the same size as a normal cat. The cat's body was snow-white, except for the beautiful brown ears and the tip of its tail. The round head was inlaid with two black pearl-like eyes. .
Tang Zhou was immediately amazed.
Because he didn't pay attention to it, he only saw the assembly line dolls in the window when passing by the street, so his aesthetics for dolls has always stayed at a relatively low level.
When I first saw this pure white cat, I was astonished and my hands were about to move.
Fu Shen pressed his fist to his lips, but he didn't laugh, he nodded and said, "Well, do you like it?"
"I like it!" Tang Zhou nodded heavily, "Can I hold it?"
"sure."
Tang Zhou excitedly held the cat doll in his hand, and for a while he couldn't tell who was whiter.
He sat beside the bed, kneaded for a while, raised his head and asked Fu Shen, "Is it male or female?"
Fu Shen: "..."
Do dolls have to be divided into males and females
Facing the big eyes that Little Tang wanted, Fu Shen said with difficulty: "Dolls don't differentiate between males and females."
"Then how do you have a baby?"
Fu Shen: "It's only one, and it can't be born."
"Can't you find a partner?"
"… can."
"Oh, then find a companion for it and have another baby, not a fourth or a fifth, just a family of three, okay?"
Fu Shen was startled, looking into Tang Zhou's clear and flawless eyes, his heart suddenly felt sour.
He bent down and said solemnly, "Okay, just three, nothing else."
Tang Sansui nodded in satisfaction, and said seriously, "You are so kind."
Fu Shen smiled, "Where is it?"
"Give me a present." Tang Zhou narrowed his eyes happily.
Still such a beautiful doll.
His words reminded Fu Shen, but Fu Shen couldn't hold back, reached out and stroked his head, and coaxed softly, "You play first, I'll get something."
"OK."
Fu Shen went out of the bedroom and took the two gift boxes at the door.
Whether Tang Zhou wants it or not, he can't keep it outside the door all the time.
After placing the two gift boxes, Fu Shen returned to the bedroom, only to find that Tang Zhou had fallen asleep on the bed, holding the kitten tightly in his arms.
This is his bedroom, his bed.
Lying on it now is the person he was so moved by.
Fu Shen stared at it for a long time, then Fang slowly let out a breath, picked him up, and put him on the bed in the master bedroom.
The process was very light, and Tang Zhou didn't wake up at all.
It wasn't until he closed the door and cut off his sight that Fu Shen laughed at himself: the self-control he was so proud of was running out tonight.
Back in his bedroom, there was still a faint smell of alcohol, which was left by Tang Zhou.
Fu Shen was lying on his back on the bed, where Tang Zhou had just fallen asleep.
The mobile phone beep suddenly sounded, tearing apart the silent but dazzling air.
Fu Shen turned on his phone in disbelief, clicked into the group message, and sat up abruptly.
[Pixiu]: Brother Shen, look at the picture! Is it you
[Li Fengyu]: Forum post? Grass, what is the relationship between you and the girl...
[Liang Chen]: There is no trace of PS, the picture is real, and the content should be fake.
[Pixiu]: Brother Shen, please explain!
Fu Shen clicked on a few screenshots, and someone posted him on the forum, using the photos of him and the girls going in and out together.
[Fu Shen]: Has the person who posted it found it
[Liang Chen]: I found out that he is a journalism student who usually likes to gossip.
Fu Shen is the representative of this class of freshmen. He originally had a halo and a handsome face. After Tang Shen Lu Shao left the campus, he became a new star, and then became the new favorite of the forum.
[Pixiu]: Shit, there is still someone playing the rhythm below, saying that you are in love with that girl! Although that girl is pretty, you can't be sorry for Tang Shen!
[Li Fengyu]：…
[Liang Chen]：…
[Pixiu]: Grass, did I say something that shouldn't be said
[Fu Shen]: Sorry Tang Shen
[Pixiu]: I withdraw.
[Fu Shen]: I just asked her some technical questions.
[Li Fengyu]: This girl was picked out to be our junior sister, which makes sense.
[Liang Chen]: The one who went to Fancheng to participate in the competition? Your technique should be no worse than hers.
[Fu Shen]: It's not computer technology.
[Pixiu]: Let's hear it.
[Li Fengyu]: Let's hear it.
[Liang Chen]: Let's hear it.
[Fu Shen]: Do you know knitted dolls
[Pixiu]: Don't change the subject.
[Fu Shen]: When making knitted dolls, you need the most basic fingers to be flexible. Regular exercise will help improve your hand speed. Senior Sister is very skilled in this area, so I went to ask her for advice.
[Pixiu]: Seriously
[Li Fengyu]: Nonsense.
[Liang Chen]: Just be happy.
Fu Shen smiled, he didn't expect to be able to hide from the three roommates, but he didn't need to explain too much.
[Pixiu]: The rhythm of this post is too strong, what should I do
[Li Fengyu]: It's dark.
[Fu Shen]: I'll come.
He turned on the computer, tapped on the keyboard flexibly with ten fingers, followed the clues, and found an interesting consumption record.
This gossip-loving journalism student spent tens of thousands of dollars on a DSLR just two days ago.
Judging from his previous consumption record, he was not a wealthy student.
Suddenly rich, he had to suspect that there was a PY transaction here, but he didn't know who he was targeting.
After deleting the post, Fu Shen directly knocked on Mi Shu and asked him to check who this journalism classmate had been in contact with and any unusual behavior.
This kind of thing is not difficult for Mi Shu, he quickly found a clue and sent it to Fu Shen.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Fu Shen's lips, it seemed that some people's habit of using such inferior means could not be changed.
Reciprocity is his principle. The same goes for planning ahead.
Since Tang Zhou was far away from the Tang family's power center, Fu Shen has not relaxed his investigation of Tang Tianyang.
For the first time tasting the sweetness of power within reach, Tang Tianyang couldn't wait to indulge himself.
Under Tang Zhen's words and deeds, Tang Tianyangqing is better than the blue.
He is more rambunctious than Tang Zhen.
Fu Shen moved his fingers and looked at the pictures with a blank expression on the Internet.