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 not alone. When facing Fu Jianchen and the others, he has to think about Jiang Hengshu. miss you.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Hengshu saw that Fu Zhen's gaze was a little strange, 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 and crawled over to Jiang Hengshu, holding his arm and closing 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, making 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 confused, he had vague plans for what to do next, and was afraid that Tang Wanwan and Fu would suddenly intervene when he saw Chen Chen.
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 very uncomfortable in his heart. He hugged Jiang Hengshu's arms tighter, like Grande who was holding the last gold coin.
"Chunhua Mountain" will be released on January 12. If he exposes this matter before it is released, the film will not be released smoothly, and the compensation he can get will be much less.
After "Spring Huashan" is released, if the box office is satisfactory, he should get 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 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, he was already asleep.
He called 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 man on the bed, his fingertips slid across Fu Zhen's cheeks, Fu Zhen probably dreamed something, and muttered softly. In 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 treasured for many years. Everyone criticizes each other, finds fault with each other, and then right-clicks to save it.
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 pictures, but these are all reflected in Jian Wen's writing, even the super diehard fans of the Shazhou Chronicle can't pick out the faults from his picture.
What kind of fairy wife 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.
Anyway, this lady Jian Wen must be a true fan of the Shazhou Chronicle. They will look for this lady in future appointments. For a while, Fu Zhen’s fans have risen several times and managed to break through five figures. .
Fu Zhen had already raised the price of his color inserts a little bit earlier. 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 one day, and it takes two or three days to draw a more complicated one. Seeing that his balance in Yu'e Bao is more than that day by day. 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 from him and he made a decision for himself. By law, you must sleep at ten thirty 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 out a head from 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 on 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, 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 and pointed to the nearest leg of the bed and said to Jiang Hengshu: "It's a bit cracked here, it seems to be moth-eaten."
Jiang Hengshu squatted down and carefully looked at the direction of Fu Zhen's fingers. The 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 in the past ten years. Jiang Hengshu stood up. Turning his head, he 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, "You take the pillow."
Fu Zhen hugged his pillow, followed Jiang Hengshu blankly, closed the door of his room, and came to Jiang Hengshu's room together.
Jiang Hengshu’s room was a bit larger than Fu Zhen’s, and the rent was also more expensive. So there was a double bed and a few simple pieces of furniture. Jiang Hengshu put Fu Zhen’s quilt on the bed and started He pulled the pillow out of his hand and placed 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 through the bed curtains, leaving a thin and long bright color on the quilt. Jiang Hengshu stretched out his long arm and pulled the curtain to death, and the moonlight completely 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 opened his quilt and got into Jiang Hengshu's quilt. Jiang Hengshu's quilt seemed to be warmer. He was completely wrapped in the breath of Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu put his arms around his waist and asked him in a low voice: "What's the matter? Can't you sleep?"
If the lights are 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. Perhaps it was the last time, revealing the secrets 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 took Jiang Hengshu's hand down his body little by little, crossed 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 completely unconscious, but Jiang Hengshu was right. Physiological knowledge is still understood, Fu Zhen should only have women here.
Fu Zhen released 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 into his arms, and comforted him, "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 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. Unexpectedly, after the transfer, Jiang Yu, who was too outstanding, would be 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 on the throne of 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 successfully aroused 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 poo manipulation, 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: ...? ? ?