The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

"Loving him doesn't conflict with me clinging to him. Don't forget that this is a salted fish system, not a strategy system."

"Uh..." The system remained silent, feeling guilty.

It changed the subject and shouted: "Host, your husband is out."

Upon hearing this, Chu Shiyu quickly stood up and without hesitation bumped into Fu Lingye who had just walked out of the coffee shop.

But as soon as the person got close, he quickly dodged.

Chu Shiyu had no choice but to fall to the ground, "Ah, it hurts."

He had a pitiful look on his face. He raised his handsome face, and his peach blossom eyes were misty, which was very charming.

Fu Lingye originally planned to ignore this person, but when he heard the man's voice, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

With a scrutinizing look, he immediately saw the handsome guy lying on the ground.

Not dead.

Now, are you using the beauty trap on yourself?

Sure enough, he is still as self-righteous as ever.

"Um, can you pull me up? My legs hurt." The handsome boy's voice was so soft that it made people's ears numb.

Fu Lingye lowered his eyes and a cold look flashed in his eyes: "Are you sure you want me to help you up?"

The boy raised his pretty face and said in a pleading tone, "Well, please help me."

But I was complaining in my heart: Why is he so tall? It’s so tiring to hold his neck up.

Fu Lingye looked down at him, a hint of amusement on his lips: "Okay."

He bent down and stretched out his long arms, waiting for the boy to put his hand over.

The young man quickly stretched out his soft hand in gratitude and placed it in his large palm.

With a tight grip, Fu Lingye pulled the man up with an expressionless face.

The boy was caught off guard and bumped into his hard chest, and his thin body was almost broken apart.

Shit, you are trying to murder your husband.

The boy couldn't help but shed tears because of the pain, with crystal tears hanging in the corners of his peach blossom eyes, looking like he had been severely bullied.

Fu Lingye felt the softness coming from the palm of his hand and was slightly stunned: It's so soft.

He had never looked at this person closely up close. Wow, she's so beautiful, like a vixen. Is she trying to seduce me?

The boy was as weak as a dodder: "Thank you, thank you."

Clear eyes full of innocence: "What's your name?"

A red light flashed in Fu Lingye's dark eyes, and he was disgusted with his hypocritical look.

Want to seduce yourself, try to control yourself?

Since you want to play, I will definitely cooperate with you!

The corners of his lips curled up in a strange arc: Welcome to my world, now it's my turn to play with and torture you.

Meng Ziqi, who was catching a glimpse of this smile from around the corner, felt his heart tremble inexplicably.

"Qiqi, I feel like there's something wrong with this protagonist."

"what is the problem?"

"Can't tell."

"Let's not think too much about it. We should think of a way to conquer him now."

Fu Lingye had excellent hearing and heard the conversation between the two people, his eyes filled with malice.

Anyone who comes to stop him from destroying the world is his enemy, may they all go to hell.

He said in a low voice: "My name is Fu Lingye."

"My name is Chu Shiyu, thank you for helping me just now."

"You're welcome with just a little effort."

Then, the boy blushed and made up a story: "I came to this city from the countryside to look for my relatives, but my money and ID card were stolen on the way."

"Can you take me in for a few days?"

"When I find my relatives, I will definitely thank you."

His tone was full of undisguised sarcasm: "As long as you don't mind that my place is shabby, I don't mind taking you in for a few days."

The boy seemed not to hear the sarcasm in his tone. He shook his hand hastily with an expression of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, I don't mind, you are such a good person."

The boy blinked his wet eyes: "I think my foot is sprained and I can't walk. Can you carry me?"

Fu Lingye's eyes flashed with disgust, and he refused in a deep voice: "No."

“........” What a cruel heart.

"Can you help me walk?"

"No."

“........”Don’t you love me anymore?

"Just go on your own. I hate people who cause trouble."

"............" This means he is determined. Is he getting bolder?

Forget it. Considering that you are so pitiful and miserable in this life, I won’t bother with you.

But you have to be more conscious and not go too far.

Otherwise don't blame me for being cruel.

Fu Lingye suddenly felt a chill on his back and felt a little nervous. What was going on?

He subconsciously lowered his head and stared at the guy in front of him who was only as tall as his shoulders.

Was it just my illusion?

Why did I suddenly feel that this guy wanted to kill me at that moment?

He pursed his thin lips and sneered: Ridiculous, would you be willing to kill the tool that makes you money?

Fu Lingye turned indifferently and crossed the zebra crossing, not caring about the handsome boy who was limping behind him.

The young man suppressed his restlessness and followed behind him pitifully.

Meng Ziqi, who was hiding in the corner, looked at the two people's backs as they left in confusion: "Who is this beautiful boy? Is there such a character in the original plot?"

System 137 disagreed: "It could be some passerby."

Meng Ziqi's handsome eyebrows knitted tightly together: "Really? But from what I saw from their conversation, it seems like this guy wants to go home with the protagonist, right?"

"Maybe someone who doesn't matter."

"Such a beautiful boy, and you tell me he is insignificant? You tell me he is just a passerby?"

"Host, this is a comic book world. Isn't it normal for the characters to be good-looking?"

“..........” Well, I am speechless.

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It took almost an hour to walk.

The two finally arrived at the civilian area, in the dilapidated corridor.

Chu Shiyu followed him breathlessly.

Fu Lingye came to the shabby and rusty iron gate, took out the key and unlocked the door.

He turned around with a playful look to see the person following him, looking disheveled.

I didn't expect that what caught my eye was such a vivid and colorful scene.

The handsome boy's originally fair face was stained with an attractive red color due to excessive exercise, which made him look even more charming.

The boy had some long, broken hair on his forehead, which was wet with sweat and stuck to his beautiful cheeks, looking broken and dreamy.

The soft and tender lips opened and closed with gentle breathing, which was very tempting.

There was a flash of surprise in Fu Lingye's eyes, his throat rolled, and he swallowed unconsciously.

She's really evil.

Unfortunately, you miscalculated. I will never fall for your tricks and will never let you control my life again.

His voice was hoarse: "Come in." He was secretly shocked when he heard his own unacceptably hoarse voice.

He gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly: Damn vixen!

There was a gleam of mischief in the boy's peach-blossom eyes: I thought you were getting ready, but is this all you can do?