The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

When Fang Chen arrived at the dormitory, Yang Yifan had already changed into his sports vest and shorts, ready to go for a run.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you." Fang Chen immediately began to take off his clothes, opened his tie, unbuttoned his belt, and instantly took off only a pair of underwear.

Fang Chen has a slender figure, and he looks thin when wearing clothes. After taking off his clothes, he can see his tall and strong figure at a glance, with strong and smooth muscle lines from top to bottom.

Yang Yifan turned his eyes away and urged him: "Hurry up."

"Okay." Fang Chen opened the closet with only his underwear on, took out the vest and put it on his head, and asked him with a smile: "Why don't you dare to look at me anymore, don't you like to look at me?"

"Who really likes to watch it!" Yang Yifan turned his head and scolded him, seeing that he was still bending over to put on shorts, while looking up at him with a smile, there seemed to be something else hidden in his deep and bright eyes.

"Let's go!" Yang Yifan walked out quickly without looking back.

It was noon, and it was another day of parent-teacher meetings. There were only the two of them on the track and field, warming up before running.

Yang Yifan said suddenly: "There is a problem with Mingshen's senior management. I think your father may lose money by investing in such a company. Do you have to persuade your father to think about it again?"

Fang Chen said casually: "Then don't invest in Mingshen."

"But it can't be cheap..."

Yang Yifan stopped in the middle of his sentence, how can he depend on his own emotions in matters in the business field.Besides, who is he, who does he want to invest in?

Fang Chen understood, and answered him with a smile: "Okay, it's not cheap for Lingfeng Technology."

Yang Yifan turned to look at him and asked, "You have the final say on this kind of thing?"

Seeing Fang Chen nodding, Yang Yifan sneered at him: "You are really favored. Is it the kind that has never been beaten since childhood?"

"Beat it." Fang Chen pointed to a bruise on his leg: "I was beaten by you."

Only then did Yang Yifan notice that there were a few bruises on Fang Chen's thigh: "This is it?"

"You kicked here, and you pinched several places here." Fang Chen pointed at his thigh, with a trace of sadness on his face.

Yang Yifan:......

If he hadn't seen it, he really wouldn't have known that he hit so hard yesterday.

"Why didn't you say it hurt at that time?!" Yang Yifan was apologetic after all, coaxing him: "I'll treat you to something delicious later."

After warming up, the two started to run, and Fang Chen followed him closely: "Are you still running five thousand today?"

"run."

Yang Yifan ran at a slower pace today, one lap, two laps and three laps... The whole body was empty, moving his legs mechanically, venting out the negative emotions in his heart with sweat.

After running 5000 meters in twice as long as yesterday, both of their vests were soaked in sweat and stuck to their bodies.

Today Yang Yifan prepared water in advance, raised his head and filled a small half bottle before handing it to Fang Chen: "Drink?"

Fang Chen took it this time, took a few sips and returned it to him.

The sun was very high at noon, and Yang Yifan was so hot that he wanted to smoke, he poured the remaining water directly on his head, the water flowed down his hair, onto his face, into his neck, into his vest, and finally took away the heat from his whole body.

Then he lifted the hem of the vest to fan himself, so that the firm chest, good-looking abdominal muscles, and smooth waistline flickered in front of Fang Chen.

Fang Chen felt thirsty again.

He swallowed resignedly, turned his face away and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Yang Yifan paused for a moment, his heart was suddenly filled with unknown emotions.Fang Chen didn't eat lunch to accompany him for a run, Fang Chen's concern was too obvious.

He didn't answer Fang Chen, but suddenly said: "If Puwen doesn't need to invest in Mingshen, then I don't have to take care of you anymore..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly noticed the emotional changes of the people around him. Thinking of the strength with which he pulled his wrist last time, he was inexplicably afraid, so he quickly explained:

"No, that's not what I meant. I already got the money from Yang Zhiming, and you really helped me a lot. I'm not a heartless person. According to our contract, I will take care of you for these three months. "

"But..." Yang Yifan said with worry on his face, "Will your illness recover after three months?"

Fang Chen looked better, and asked lightly: "If it's not good, will you continue to take care of me?"

"I..." Yang Yifan was at a loss for words for a while: "...I can continue to share a dormitory with you, but I can't live in your house forever..."

Fang Chen hurriedly said: "You said this, and you are not allowed to go back on your word in the future."

Yang Yifan was puzzled: "Huh? What?"

"After three months, continue to share the dormitory with me."

Yang Yifan:  …

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