How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Huo Yancheng, who was still testing the waters, was startled for a moment, then he lovingly hugged Runluo into his arms. He knew that the little guy had been wronged outside, so he needed his warmth and care.

Huo Yancheng kissed him softly on the lips and said, "Wife, how are you?"

Jiang Luo put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "You're in good health. Don't ask so many questions, okay? I only want you, only you, only you!"

He repeated it three times in a row, his voice choked a little, which showed how aggrieved he was at the moment.

Huo Yancheng thought to himself, fortunately he listened to Shang Lu and didn't say anything or ask, otherwise he didn't know how long he would cry.

He believed that Jiang Luo had his own difficulties and his own unspeakable secrets. Perhaps he was forced into it, or perhaps he had no choice. In any case, it was definitely not his fault.

Huo Yancheng responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, my dear wife, I'll give it to you now."

As he said this, he gently kissed Jiang Luo's lips, and entangled his lips and tongue with his. He gently held his right hand, allowing him to place his hand comfortably on the side of the pillow.

This action always made him feel relaxed and safe, especially when he looked into his own eyes, his heartbeat was the slowest.

Huo Yancheng smiled at him gently and took his most precious thing into his territory.

Every experience with Huo Yancheng made Jiang Luo feel very comfortable. It was not the physical comfort, but the psychological one, the feeling of being grounded and down-to-earth.

Huo Yancheng kissed his earlobe gently, Huo Yancheng gently lifted his calf, Huo Yancheng gently caressed his narrow waist, Huo Yancheng always considered his feelings.

Even when it was the most intense, he would not feel humiliated at all. This is probably the difference between loving someone and simply wanting to get someone?

But he also felt that Fan Wujiu didn't just want to get him. That person was dangerous and complicated, and he could never be figured out.

He can save himself at all costs and appear again and again when he is in the most danger, but he has a perverted desire for his own body.

At this moment, Jiang Luo didn't want to understand him at all. He thought, who wants to understand a madman? Huo Yancheng is the best.

Huo Yancheng is so good, I will cherish him all my life, I hope he can live a long life. I hope he can live for a long time.

So he secretly made up his mind to go to the Taoist temple tomorrow to continue investigating the matter and make sure to increase Huo Yancheng's lifespan.

Maybe Jiang Luo was a little out of control tonight, Huo Yancheng used three raincoats alone. The two of them hadn't been so intimate for a long time, and even Jiang Luo didn't stop him.

Later, he directly tore off Huo Yancheng's raincoat, thinking that if Fan Wujiu could wear nothing, why couldn't Huo Yancheng?

This action greatly stimulated Huo Yancheng, and they were so busy that they both fell into a deep sleep when it was almost dawn.

So when Jiang Luo woke up the next day, his scalp exploded when he saw Huo Yancheng's life span. Wasn't it once a month before?

Why was three full months deducted this time?

Before he passed away, Huo Yancheng's life span was one year and three months. Now, there is only one year left. To be exact, it is less than a year, only 360 days!

It looks like a circle, and it has the meaning of making him get out of here in a round way.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, looking constipated, and thought to himself that he must not do this again next time. He must not let Huo Yancheng pay for his bad mood. Huo Yancheng's life is also his life!

It’s all the fault of that beast Fan Wujiu, he is such a piece of shit!

Jiang Luo was cursing early in the morning, but Huo Yancheng grabbed him back, looking like he was still not satisfied and wanted to fire a morning greeting.

Jiang Luo was so scared that he quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom, thinking, "Stop fooling around, do you want to live?"

Three months were deducted for one night, and another month was deducted for the next time. You just wasted the one year of life that I risked my life to gain!

I should blame myself for being so unrestrained last night!

He quickly took a shower and changed into home clothes, and urged Huo Yancheng: "Don't dawdle, I can smell the delicious food downstairs, come down quickly and have... brunch!"

Huo Yancheng looked at him lovingly and said with a grin, "Okay."

As he said that, he got up, took a shower, changed his clothes, and followed him downstairs.

As soon as they went downstairs, they saw Jiang Luo helping to serve the meal. Huo Yancheng went over and hugged him from behind. Shang Lu and Qian Ling thought Jiang Luo was going to push him away, but unexpectedly Jiang Luo turned around and kissed him.

Shang Lu exclaimed in shock, and asked, "What happened between the two of you last night? Did your relationship heat up so quickly?"

Jiang Luo cleared his throat and thought that he should thank Fan Wujiu. Only with the comparison did he know what a bad man is and what a good man is.

Huo Yancheng, however, was full of the sweetness of a little man. He smiled and said, "A secret."

Qian Ling brought out a bowl of soup as usual and reminded him, "You must finish drinking this bowl of soup. You need to take good care of your body."

Jiang Luo took the soup and put it next to himself obediently.

Yuan Haokun and Lin Shishuang also ate with them these past two days. They were both frightened when they saw the soup. Last time, they almost had a live sex scene because of this soup!

Jiang Luo drank it with gusto. There seemed to be a lot of mushrooms in it, and he liked eating mushrooms very much.

As if the impact of that incident had disappeared, Jiang Luo immersed himself in the harmonious life with his family. He also asked Huo Yancheng to cancel his leave and said he would go to school on Monday.

The final exam was just around the corner, and Jiang Luo didn't want to be affected by these messy things.

Also, this is his own choice. If he encounters Fan Wujiu's entanglement in the future, he will try his best to balance the relationship between Huo Yancheng and Fan Wujiu and will not let Huo Yancheng suffer any harm.

This kind of thinking sounds a bit scumbag.

But he actually had an illusion. Yes, he felt it must be an illusion. He always felt that Huo Yancheng was a gentler version of Fan Wujiu.

What man can tolerate such a thing happening to his wife?

Looking at the bruises on his body, anyone with eyes could guess what had happened.

But Huo Yancheng just accepted it. One of them is open-minded and the other one doesn't care at all. In essence, the two do have the same goal.

After dinner, Jiang Luo planned to set off for S City again with Yuan Haokun and Lin Shishuang.

Huo Yancheng was worried and said, "I have to send a team of bodyguards to follow you. No, I have to go too."

Jiang Luo knew that he couldn't stop him. After such a big incident last time, he would definitely not let him go alone, so he responded: "You are not allowed to make trouble, do you hear me?"

Huo Yancheng nodded: "Don't worry, I will be obedient."

The private plane was very comfortable. Jiang Luo took a nap and arrived in City S. As soon as he landed, a car arranged by Huo Yancheng came to pick him up. The person who came to pick him up was Han Muqing.

He was driving a stretched commercial vehicle with seven seats. There were five of them, and a colorful weasel was sitting on the passenger seat.

Huo Yancheng was obviously very interested in the weasel. He was in the second row, rubbing the front seat and staring at Chuchu, clicking his tongue twice as if calling a dog, and raised his chin and asked Han Muqing: "This doesn't seem like your style!"

Han Muqing looked like an elite. Perhaps he was used to this character setting. In front of Huo Yancheng, he still looked like an elite subordinate. He nodded slightly and said, "Oh? Mr. Huo, what style should I be?"

Jiang Luo reminded: "Brother Han, Huo Yancheng is one of us, you don't have to be so polite."

Han Muqing cleared his throat, smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Huo, actually this is my style."

As he said this, he tugged at the small bell on Chuchu's neck and said, "I also bought him all kinds of small clothes. I'll let him wear them and show you guys tomorrow. Chuchu has been live streaming with me recently, and his fans have increased by more than 100,000. He can even earn chicken legs for himself."

Huo Yancheng was stunned for a long time before he said, "Wait, aren't you the overbearing general manager that Lao Shang mentioned? Why do I look like a... uh... um... happy young man?"

Jiang Luo pushed him and said with a click of the tongue: "Go to hell, do you have manners?"

Huo Yancheng chuckled, half-hugging Jiang Luo and said, "That's good. People with our personalities are easy to make friends."