There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Fu Ran and Mr. Han took a taxi back. On the way, Mr. Han said that it would be more convenient for Fu Ran to buy a car.

Fu Ran said: "I haven't taken the driver's license test yet, why don't I buy a battery car and ride first."

Imagining the scene of him riding a battery car with Mr. Han, his interest suddenly rose.

"I think the battery car is very good, it can be put on the agenda!"

Mr. Han didn't want to be paid by Fu Ran, so he said, "I'll pay for the car, and you go to take the driver's license test."

In Mr. Han's expectation, as long as Furan is not allowed to spend money, the other party will definitely compromise.

But this time he made a mistake, Fu Ran actually resisted the temptation of money and insisted on riding a battery car.

"The car is not good. Even if you don't drive it, you need to maintain it there. It is too expensive to maintain, and if you bump into it when you drive it, it will cost a lot of money to repair it. It is better to use a battery car, which is small, convenient and easy to operate."

Fu Ran's eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, bright and energetic. He fixedly looked at Mr. Han, trying to convince him with his sincere expression, but he forgot that it was his freedom to buy any means of transportation, and he didn't need to talk to Mr. Han at all. Discuss with the husband, and there is no need to ask for the other party's consent.

Mr. Han pondered for a moment, "The battery car is not convenient to charge."

"No, the first floor of the building next door is a small car dealership that sells battery cars, and I can charge them there."

"Battery can't carry many people."

"It's okay, I don't have anyone to carry."

Mr. Han was speechless.

Fu Ran blinked, "Are there any problems? If not, then it's settled like this. I want to buy a battery car!"

"Ah."

"n li n li n li"

The driver heard their conversation, glanced at them through the rearview mirror, and said, "Little handsome guy, your brother is so kind to you!"

Fu Ran pointed to himself and asked, "Uncle, are you talking to me?"

The driver nodded yes.

Fu Ran's eyeballs rolled, and for a moment, he had a bad taste. He took the initiative to embrace Mr. Han's arm, resting his head on Mr. Han's shoulder, "Uncle, you made a mistake, he is my old father."

The driver slammed on the brakes and almost ran a red light. Due to inertia, Fu Ran and Mr. Han leaned forward. Mr. Han raised his hand to protect Fu Ran's head to prevent him from hitting the front seat.

The driver quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm so shocked, I didn't pay attention to the red light, are you all right?"

"No, uncle, you should concentrate on driving next time. Driving is not a joke."

Fu Ran was held tightly in Mr. Han's arms, nothing happened, but the hands on his waist felt a little tight.

"Okay, okay, I have the old and the young, and they are still waiting for me to raise them. I have to be responsible to them and to the passengers. There will be no next time."

"Yeah." Fu Ran broke free from Mr. Han's arms and sat upright.

The car became quiet again, not far from the community.

After a while like this, the driver couldn't help but looked at them again through the rearview mirror, and said curiously, "Your father...looks very young..."

"That's right, he is very good at taking care of himself. People who don't know think he is only in his 30s." Fu Ran didn't control his mouth, and started talking nonsense again.Mr. Han looked at someone with a blank face.

The driver asked, "So what actually?"

"Actually, I'm in my thirties, hahahaha."

The driver looked confused, "Didn't you say..."

Fu Ran said calmly: "Oh, this one, I recognize the godfather."

At this time, the car just arrived at the entrance of the community. Fu Ran and Mr. Han got out of the car one after another. Fu Ran waved to the driver, "See you again, uncle. I wish you a prosperous business."

Through the car window, the driver nodded with a half-smile.

——When he got home, Fu Ran threw himself on the large sofa and rolled around.

"Ah, it's still comfortable to stay at home, it's so tiring to go out."

Mr. Han walked to the sofa, stretched out his hand to loosen the tie, looked down at him, and said hoarsely, "Then don't go out, I can support you forever."

Fu Ran buried his head on the sofa, and said sullenly: "Well... no, I can earn a small amount of money by myself."

Because of the improper posture, Fu Ran's clothes were slightly turned up, revealing a slender waist.

Mr. Han closed his eyes, his eyes were dark, he bent down slowly, his fingertips rested on the delicate skin, and slowly moved down along the spinal line...

Fu Ran realized that something was wrong, he put his hands behind his back, grabbed Mr. Han's trouser legs indiscriminately, "what are you doing, don't touch me."

Mr. Han paused with his fingers, and said honestly: "I want to do it with you..."

Fu Ran turned over and met Mr. Han's eyes. They were lying down and standing one by one. Fu Ran asked, "Why are you so straightforward?"

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Han said, "It's not my character to be vague, and I'm afraid of being misunderstood by some people."

Fu Ran thought that this "certain people" definitely did not include him!Including not admitting it!

He made a serious face on purpose, and said solemnly: "We can't do it now, you and I can only be regarded as ordinary friends."

Mr. Han said: "But dissatisfaction with desire will explode to a certain extent."

"what?"

"So a little sweetener needs to be charged."

"Ok?"

"I can't help it."

With a long hand, Mr. Han scooped up Fu Ran, pointed at those soft and sweet lips, and bit down.

"Well……"

Fu Ran's eyes widened, completely unexpected that Mr. Han would do this.

Mr. Han's kiss was deep and urgent, with an unstoppable momentum, he went through five stages and killed six generals, conquering the city and conquering the territory.

Fu Ran was defeated and retreated steadily, and was forced to defend.

When the situation was about to get out of control, Fu Ran suddenly pushed away the man who was pressing on him. His chest was unsteady, he was panting, his face was flushed, his lips were red and swollen, his clothes had been lifted above his chest, and his trousers were baggy.

Fu Ran complained, and said wronged: "What are you doing, you hurt me a little."

Mr. Han originally wanted to just taste it and relieve the pain of lovesickness, but he couldn't stop after tasting it. It seemed that there was a fire burning in his belly, which made him wish he could die on Fu Ran.

"Sorry." Mr. Han sat down beside Fu Ran and helped him pull down his clothes.

Fu Ran huddled in the corner of the sofa like a frightened rabbit, and said sternly: "Stay away from me, I'm afraid that the situation will be out of control."

Mr. Han didn't move, and said, "It's far enough."

Fu Ran visually measured the distance between the two, one was in the middle of the sofa, the other was at the corner of the sofa, far away was wool, hetuio

But what can he do, he can't beat others.

He got up and tidied his clothes, and said with a restored expression: "Oh, it's up to you, I'll cook, do you want to call Assistant Liu over to eat with you?"

Mr. Han resolutely refused, "No, he will go home for dinner today."

Fu Ran was stunned, "From what you mean, Assistant Liu didn't go home for dinner before?"

"I mean back to his parents."

"Oh." Fu Ran murmured in a low voice immediately, "He said he would come over for dinner anytime during the day."

Mr. Han, who lied, pretended not to hear Fu Ran's muttering.

Fu Ran went into the kitchen and was busy. Mr. Han watched his figure silently, his gaze moved with his movements. Gradually, Mr. Han's gaze softened, and a trace of emotion called nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

He had to find a way to get Fu Ran back, and there was no future in hiding it.

Before getting to know Fu Ran, Mr. Han treated his feelings very introverted; after getting to know Fu Ran, what is introversion, can it be eaten?

Like a long time ago, two people sat at the same table facing each other to eat, without restraint, without discomfort, the habit is very scary, it can subtly insert a person into your spiritual realm, and make you acquiesce to that person The presence.

After the meal, Mr. Han took the initiative to contract the work of washing dishes, while Fu Ran slumped on the sofa and thought about life.

Thinking about it, he became sleepy. When he was drowsy, he felt someone standing in front of him. He rubbed his eyes, saw who it was and asked, "By the way, I haven't seen Louis for a long time. Where did he go?" Ah, I can't even get in touch."

Mr. Han replied, "I don't know."

Fu Ran asked suspiciously, "Don't you know? Every time Louis disappeared, you were the one who took him away."

Mr. Han continued to deny, "It's none of my business."

Fu Ran lazily said: "Forget it, no matter where he is, he can't be at a disadvantage. I'm going to wash up and rest. Please stay on the sofa for the night."

Mr. Han hinted: "I think your bed is quite big."

"I bought the big ones, so that I can roll around by myself." Fu Ran deliberately emphasized his tone when he said "alone".

Mr. Han didn't fight for the opportunity to share the bed with Fu Ran. After returning home, he proposed to clean up the guest room by himself. He lay on the sofa last time. He felt backache and backache. He slept on the bed when he had one, and he had to be good to himself. A little bit, he is seven or eight years older than Fu Ran, afraid that he won't have the energy to accompany Fu Ran to make trouble in the future.

The ambition of the president of the Han Group is really lofty, he stands tall and sees far, and he is already thinking about the problem of lack of energy in the future before he catches up with someone.

Fu Ran shrugged, "If you want to clean it up, then you can clean it up. The new sheets are in my bedroom closet. You can find them yourself."

—Ye Wumeng, a new day has begun again. Early in the morning, Fu Ran is rarely interested in reading entertainment news online. He is lying on the bed with the quilt between his legs, sleepy-eyed Mr. F flipping through his phone, suddenly, a The news came into view, and the content of the news was that at a certain high-level concert, the young pianist surprised everyone and became a hit.

He is popular not only because of his piano skills, but also partly because of his face, which is so beautiful that it is almost shocking. The title of piano prince is directly on him.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Fu Ran's mind, and he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly regained his energy, and sat up from the bed.

Sure enough, a random search turned up relevant reports. Some people said that the cover character of Weishang magazine was the so-called piano prince. After comparison, as long as you are not blind, you can see that the two are very similar.

Some fanatic fans began to blow rainbow farts on the Internet, saying that her male god can not only appear on the cover of Weishang magazine, but also has great accomplishments in piano, he is simply a fairy idol.

He endured rainbow farts that he shouldn't have at his age.