After the fake drama with the big guy was really done, it became popular

Chapter 33

Before Fu Zhoushan left, he opened the door of the bedroom a crack, and Luoluo came in to inspect the territory after a while. It was too small to jump directly onto the bed. It struggled to get on the bed with its sharp little claws on the sheet for a long time. bed.

It stretched out its little paws, scratched the matsutake's soft long hair a few times, and then nestled on Fu Zhoushan's pillow to sleep with the excrement shoveler.

When Jane came to deliver the meal to Matsutake, Matsutake hadn't gotten up yet, when she heard the doorbell, she answered resignedly, and stood up with difficulty while supporting her waist.

Matsutake wondered for a moment, it probably wasn't the first time for him and Fu Zhoushan, how could it be so uncomfortable.

He attributed everything to the fact that Fu Zhoushan was too cruel last night and begged him to stop, Matsutake gritted his teeth angrily.

At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

"Come on! In the future, I must install a door that can be unlocked by myself." Matsutake grinned. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the fluffy ball on the pillow next to him. "Why did you come here to sleep?"

Before it was too late, Matsutake went to open the door.

The moment Jane saw Matsutake, she raised a bright smile: "Mr. Matsutake, good morning!"

"Little Jane, why are you here..." Before he finished speaking, Matsutake saw the giant food box in his hand, and was so shocked that he lost his voice.

He counted carefully, and the food box has 15 layers!

Seeing Matsutake's shocked eyes, Jianyi explained embarrassedly: "Mr. Fu asked me to buy some light porridge, but I didn't know what flavor you like, so I bought more."

In fact, Fu Zhoushan didn't know what flavor matsutake likes to eat, so he asked Jane to pack all kinds of flavors.

But Jian Yi couldn't destroy President Fu's image in Mr. Matsutake's mind, so he had to take the blame himself.

Matsutake stared dumbfounded at the porridge on the table, steaming hot, which reminded him inexplicably of the water marks on the windows last night.

Jian Yi took a cushion and put it behind Matsutake, wanting him to lean on it more comfortably, and saw that the tips of his ears were a little red, and smiled knowingly: "Mr. Matsutake, there is no need to be shy, this kind of thing between lovers is not Is it normal?"

"Thank you." Matsutake smiled at him, and said to him, "Little Jane, stay and eat together, I can't finish it anyway."

Jane waved her hand: "I won't eat, I have something to do when I go back to the company."

Just as he was about to turn around and go out, he saw a small furry figure coming out of the bedroom from the corner of his eye, and exclaimed excitedly, "Hey, this is the blue cat raised by Mr. Matsutake and Mr. Fu!"

"That's right, it's only over a month old, and it's time to be naughty." Matsutake said while drinking the porridge.

When Jane looked at Matsutake, her eyes couldn't hide her excitement: "Mr. Matsutake, can I touch it?"

He felt like stroking the cat last night, but Mr. Fu was there, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he left after delivering the things.

Matsutake himself was not sure whether Luoluo would scratch him, so he said uncertainly: "It should be possible, it is not very shy. If it scratches you, you must quickly hide your hand."

"Don't worry, I have experience." Jian patted his chest, saw the coldness in the jewel-like blue eyes of the kitten, and felt a little familiar. He stretched out his hand and carefully tested it.

As a result, before it was delivered to the kitten, Luoluo squatted down and took a hunting posture.

Jian Yi hurriedly stepped back: "Don't don't, brother, I was wrong."

Seeing Matsutake Zhile, he stretched out his hand and hugged the vicious kitten into his arms, and poked the little cat a few times: "Why are you so fierce at such a young age, don't scratch anyone!"

The kitten quickly put away its paws, nestled on the matsutake's legs, and licked its fur comfortably.

Jane stared blankly, and then realized why the kitten's eyes were familiar.

This look...

Very much like Mr. Fu!

No wonder Mr. Fu chose such a cat. It seems that this cat is in the same line as Mr. Fu, and he only likes Mr. Matsutake.

Matsutake looked at Jian Yi and said apologetically, "It might still be a little shy."

"It's all right." Jane waved her hand, then rolled up her sleeves, "Mr. Matsutake, you're inconvenient today, I'll help you shovel shit and feed the cat."

Matsutake was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Then I will trouble you."

Only then did he remember that yesterday he promised Luoluo that he would cook cat food for it today, but in the end not only could he not cook cat food, but even Matsutake's own food only needed Xiao Jian to deliver to him.

It's really that the plan can't keep up with the changes.

"I'm sorry, son, I will cook for you when I rest." Matsutake stroked the soft and tender hair.

The kitty seemed to know that the Twoleg was hurt, and licked Matsutake's fingers docilely, expressing forgiveness.

Jian Yi finished the work without complaint before saying goodbye to Matsutake and preparing to go back to the company.

Matsutake drank a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, packed a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and asked Jian Yi to send it to Fu Zhoushan, walked slowly in the living room for a few laps to digest food, and then went back to the room to rest.

After Fu Zhoushan came home, the first thing he did was to go to the bedroom to look at matsutake.

I saw Matsutake's whole body shrunk under the quilt, only a pair of eyes were exposed, holding the cat son in his hand.

It is indeed holding.

Matsutake held Luoluo's chubby belly with both hands, and blocked it in front of her, with a look of wanting to look but not daring to look, her small face was not much bigger than a cat.

The kitten must be uncomfortable, with its hind legs tucked in, its ears flattened, and Mimi struggling slightly, looking pitiful, but still unable to escape Matsutake's clutches.

Fu Zhoushan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"Husband, are you back?" Matsutake raised his head, then retracted quickly.

Fu Zhoushan took a step into the room when he heard a scream coming from the private cinema, and his footsteps stopped instantly.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a white-faced female ghost with disheveled hair leaping towards the outside of the screen with open teeth and claws. With the large screen and the sound effect of the three-dimensional loop, the visual effect was extremely strong.

"Ah!" Matsutake screamed more emotionally than the female ghost, held the cat son, stood in front of her, and tightly closed her eyes.

Fu Zhoushan: "..."

He walked over and rescued the cat son from his inhuman father, Luoluo immediately jumped to the ground, as if his tail had been bitten, and fled crazily.

He touched the child curled up in the quilt with his fingers, causing Matsutake to scream, "Don't come here, don't come here!"

"It's me, not the female ghost." Fu Zhoushan said.

Matsutake tremblingly poked his head out of the bed, managed to open one eye, saw his own husband in front of him, and immediately threw himself into his arms: "Husband, I'm so scared!"

Fu Zhoushan was speechless for a moment, took the remote control to pause the playback, and cleverly stopped at the scene of the female ghost opening her bloody mouth.

……

Matsutake suffocated for a while, limp in Fu Zhoushan's arms, and didn't want to get up.

Fu Zhoushan laughed, and patted him on the back reassuringly: "Why are you afraid of this?"

"But I just want to watch it. The essence of a horror movie is that the more scared you are, the more you want to watch it." Matsutake pouted aggrievedly, "I thought I wouldn't be afraid if I watched it with my son."

"Why?" Fu Zhoushan asked strangely, what he didn't say was: It doesn't look like you are not afraid just now.

Matsutake blinked, and said confidently: "Because I heard people say that a mother is strong. By analogy, a father should also be strong."

Fu Zhoushan was laughed at by him, and couldn't help curling his lips and said: "So the strong new father let his son who is less than two months old stand in front of him?"

"..." Matsutake was a little ashamed by what he said, and buried her face in his arms: "My husband, don't laugh at me."

"Okay, okay, don't laugh." Fu Zhoushan held him in his arms, "Shall I watch with you?"

Matsutake blinked: "Husband, aren't you afraid? This is known as the scariest movie in this country."

Fu Zhoushan squinted his eyes: "It's all fake anyway, isn't it?"

"That's what I said..." Matsutake whispered to his fingers, "But the sense of substitution is still very strong."

"Eat first." Fu Zhoushan carried the child out, pressed the child by the dining table, and told him to prepare it, and went to take the porridge for the day out of the refrigerator to warm it up.

Matsutake sat quietly on the chair and shook his feet, thinking that when her husband was at home, she couldn't use her legs.

Fu Zhoushan set the time for the microwave oven, saw the small pickles delivered by the porridge shop next to him, poured them on a plate, made a portion, and put it back on the table.

Looking at Matsutake, he said, "Does your waist still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a little sour." Matsutake blushed and said.

Ding--!

When it was time for the microwave oven, Fu Zhoushan brought out the porridge and put it in front of Matsutake, then took a spoon and stuffed it into Matsutake's hand: "Drink it."

"Thank you husband! I didn't expect my husband to take care of people so well." Matsutake held the spoon, took a spoonful, and stuffed it into his mouth without much concern, "Oh! It's so hot!"

"Why are you so careless." Fu Zhoushan laughed, pinching his chin and facing himself, "Let me see."

Matsutake was so hot that tears came out, and she looked up at her husband pitifully.

Fu Zhoushan looked at his red eyes filled with tears and the tip of his tongue protruding from his mouth. His eyes gradually darkened, and he slowly approached him. He sucked a few mouthfuls of his slippery tongue until he was breathless from the kiss.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Zhoushan let go of him.

Matsutake blinked a few times, and said obediently, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

When the two of them were having dinner, Luoluo poked her head out of her den, took a careful look at Matsutake, and ran to the living room to bury her head in eating her cat food.

"It's bad, my son was scared by me." Matsutake said, "What if you don't kiss me in the future?"

"It's not your fault." Fu Zhoushan said ruthlessly, then saw Matsutake's pursed lips, and changed his words again: "The cat's memory will not be that long, and I will forget it tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he scolded Mao's son: "Why are you so timid, your father is afraid of you, too?"

The cat looked up at him and uttered a doubt: "...Meow?"

"Don't scare him, he was already scared by me." Matsutake said with a smile.

After dinner, Fu Zhoushan accompanied Matsutake to continue watching the supernatural movie he hadn't finished. The child who was bullied yesterday was a little headstrong, so he insisted on watching it from the beginning.

Fu Zhoushan had no choice but to agree.

After watching for a few minutes——

"Ahh! It's so scary! She's coming, stop her!" Matsutake yelled, while burrowing into Fu Zhoushan's arms, "Wuuuuhu husband hold me tight..."

Fu Zhoushan: "..."

Stop barking, it will be hard if you bark again.

The one-and-a-half-hour movie seemed as long as a century. After the broadcast, Matsutake died for half his life, paralyzed in Fu Zhoushan's arms, and didn't even want to move a finger.

Fu Zhoushan lost half his life because of his torture, and he had to resign himself to rubbing Matsutake's waist, because the movement just now was too big, which caused secondary damage to his overworked waist.

He sincerely suggested: "Why don't you watch it in the future?"

And Matsutake refused him righteously: "No, what if I get a script for a horror movie in the future! Didn't I overcome the hawthorn last time, and I can overcome it this time."

Fu Zhoushan: "..."

Tired.

And Sister Guan, who had been waiting in the company for a few days in vain, was also dumbfounded. She didn't expect Matsutake to be so bold.

She had no choice but to deal with Ren Zian while calling Wen Zi over to ask.

However, Wen Zi said that he didn't know about it, and although his expression didn't change, he could only gloat in his heart.