On the Routine of President Wen

The man was wearing a moon-white robe, holding a folding fan in his right hand, fanning it up and down carelessly, with his left hand behind his back, walking slowly, with a faint smile on his face.

As the man approached step by step, Fu Yihuan's frowning brows gradually loosened. He put the long sword back into the scabbard, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "A Sheng, why are you here?"

A Sheng took out a white handkerchief from his bosom, wiped the wound on Fu Yihuan's forehead very naturally and carefully, and said softly: "Senior brother took this Miss Mo to escape the siege and disappeared for many days. It's the imperial court, and even the whole rivers and lakes are looking for you two, I just got lucky and found them before them."

Fu Yihuan pondered for a moment, glanced at the female knight-errant who was also drenched beside him, and asked, "How did Ah Sheng find this place? Is there anyone following him?"

Ah Sheng's hands paused, and he glanced at the female heroine. There was a trace of unfathomable chill in his eyes, which flashed in the firelight. He smiled, walked to the stone beside the fire and sat down. down, patted another stone, and said:

"I saw senior brother and Miss Mo being chased and killed by Wan Qianshou and others on the cliff, and I followed them all the way. I happened to see you jumping off the cliff hand in hand, but I was frightened. Seeing Wan Qianshou and others leaving, I hugged It was a bit of luck to find the cliff and come down, it’s okay, it’s okay, senior brother seems to be fine.”

"Miss Mo, this is my junior brother, A Sheng." Fu Yihuan nodded and introduced to the female thief.

The female chivalrous thief cupped her fists at Ah Sheng, with a slight smile on her pale face, and said, "It is well known in the world that Mr. Yi Xia Lan has two disciples, one who specializes in medicine and the other who specializes in swordsmanship. No one has ever known about these two disciples." Who is it? I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to see them all. You are like Jiang Lang, you know that you are hiding something at a glance."

"A Sheng, Ms. Mo's arm is injured, quickly bandage her." Fu Yihuan said, his face becoming anxious, "You also know that senior brother is really incapable of medical skills. Washed away, do you think the herbs you picked back are right?"

A Sheng suppressed his smile, glanced casually at the herbs, pulled Fu Yihuan over, pressed his shoulders to let him sit down, then pulled off his clothes, looked at the wound on his right shoulder that was a little white from the blisters, He said without hesitation: "If you want to cure me, you must first be cured."

The heroine blushed and looked away, Fu Yihuan sighed helplessly, and let A Sheng sprinkle medicine on the wound to bandage it.

While pulling the clothes that had slipped off his shoulders, the clothes asked casually: "How is Master, are you still angry with me? Does he know that you went out of the valley to find me?"

Fu Yihuan, who hadn't received a response for a long time, looked up at A Sheng suspiciously, and saw him leaning over with a smile on his face, pecking his lips like a dragonfly, and taking advantage of his sluggishness, he backed away and stood up, walked to The position at the entrance of the cave, turned around, stood with the backlight, smiled and said: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I can't save Miss Mo."

The next moment, a large number of officers and soldiers poured into the cave, and then a man in brocade clothes walked in with a gloomy expression.

Fu Yihuan turned pale with shock: "My lord...A Sheng, you..."

"Cut!" the director called to stop at the right time, and one person immediately walked up to Fu Yihuan with a bath towel, and Fu Yihuan subconsciously said "Thank you", only to turn around to find that this person was actually Luo Heng.

Luo Heng's complexion hasn't been better since yesterday, and now it's even more gloomy. Seeing him unscrupulously staring at Long Chen, the actor who played Ah Sheng, Fu Yihuan was stunned, thinking that Mr. President was burning with anger. The fuel of jealousy is quite like a prairie fire.

Following Luo Heng's gaze, Long Chen was holding the script and talking to the screenwriter. The man standing behind him with a water glass in one hand and a small electric fan in the other should be Wei Suo.

"Long Chen, debuted two years earlier than you. You have no backing, your acting path is not wide, and your career has been sluggish. At the beginning, you finally won the leading role in "Darkness and Unknown", but because of your acting skills, you were abandoned by the director. I was depressed for a while." , quickly became famous after your scandal was exposed.He regards you as a sworn enemy and a die-hard fan of Luo Heng. 』

"Wei Suo, Long Chen's childhood friend, has a strange feeling for him that transcends the boundaries of friendship, and has buried this feeling for many years. He has devoted himself to making him popular, and has done a lot without telling Long Chen." dishonest practice. 』

Fu Yihuan was shocked when he saw Long Chen for the first time. This person was very similar to him, and both of them belonged to the type of fair and handsome young man in appearance, giving people a warm and gentle feeling. They all have a similar aura on their bodies, which can easily make people feel good.

With just one glance, Fu Yihuan understood the reason why the two would become mortal enemies. In this circle, it is very difficult for two people who collide with each other to coexist, and Long Chen's acting skills are not as good as Fu Yihuan's, and he can only play the same type. For the role of Fu Yihuan, the play is too narrow to go far, and Fu Yihuan's halo will completely bury him.

As for Wei Suo, just from the ardent gaze fixed on Long Chen from the beginning to the end, it can be known that he loves deeply, and the feelings that have been hidden for many years want to be expressed but cannot be expressed, which can easily distort a person's heart. In order to make Long Chen famous, he has done countless shady deeds without knowing it. It can be guessed that he is definitely the mastermind of Fu Yihuan's scandal.

Here Fu Yihuan has a doubt. Long Chen's hatred for Fu Yihuan definitely exists. Then, did Wei Suo and Fan Jian design to frame Fu Yihuan, did he know about it?What is his attitude?

At the same time, when meeting a person who is very similar to him in every aspect, Fu Yihuan inevitably has a competitive mentality of "I am better than him", and wants to see what attitude Long Chen will have towards Fu Yihuan who has become his idol's public lover .

Suddenly, Fu Yihuan's chin was pinched and his face was viciously turned away from Long Chen's direction. His eyes fell on Luo Heng's face. He pulled Luo Heng's fingers away angrily. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that everyone present was paying attention to this side. , and said with a smile: "Luo... Ah Heng is so busy, there is no need to come and see me."

"By the way." Luo Heng raised his hand and wiped Fu Yihuan's lips heavily with the pad of his thumb, and the two words he uttered were like ice scum.

Fu Yihuan felt that Luo Heng's strength was trying to rub his lips off, and he wanted to bear with it, but it didn't end, and the more he rubbed, the more vigorous he became.

Although he had just been kissed by someone who resembled himself, it was true that he felt chills all over his body, but it was not good to do it in front of others if he wanted to scrub, and it was true that Luo Heng came out to do as he wanted, but again In the next scene, he will definitely show up with a sausage mouth.

This kind of image-degrading thing must be resolutely resisted.So, he frowned and turned his head away. Just as he avoided Luo Heng's thumb, his chin was grabbed again. When Fu Yihuan was in a daze, Luo Heng's lips came up.

Amidst the sound of gasping all around, Luo Heng pushed the tip of Fu Yihuan's lips apart, squeezed between his teeth, and entered his mouth, wrapped his left hand around his waist and tightly locked him in his arms, leading The domineering and punitive kiss made Fu Yihuan dizzy for a while, and he hit Luo Heng's shoulder with his fists, and he didn't know how hard he used.

Luo Heng ignored the stupefied onlookers and Fu Yihuan's resistance, and continued to intrude unscrupulously while looking at Fu Yihuan's slightly trembling eyelashes with his eyes downcast...

This blushing and heartbeating deep kiss was interrupted by Long Chen. He met the eyes of everyone looking at a warrior, shook off Wei Suo's hand trying to stop him, and said sharply: "Mr. Respect yourself!"

Hearing Long Chen's words, Luo Heng gnawed on Fu Yihuan's lower lip again, let go of his lips, but still hugged his waist, not intending to let go for the time being, and gently wiped away the water stains from the corner of Fu Yihuan's mouth , Without even looking at Long Chen, he said coldly, "This is not a public place, it's my territory. This gentleman has troubled his brain before speaking."

It took Fu Yihuan a while to regain his composure, his cheeks were reddish, panting slightly, and glaring at Luo Heng with his almond eyes filled with water vapor, he untied the hand that was around his waist, took two steps back, and wiped his face with the back of his hand. Wiping his lips, he looked at the embarrassed Long Chen and said, "Mr. Long, did you give the word 'self-respect' to the wrong person?"

"I..." Long Chen froze instantly, his complexion turned pale, and he was speechless.

Seeing that Long Chen had suddenly become the focus of everyone's teasing, Wei Suo immediately stepped forward, stuck his neck in front of him, glanced at Fu Yihuan angrily, and put on a flattering smile when he looked at Luo Heng: "Sorry!" , Mr. Luo, Xiao Chen is ignorant and offended, I apologize to you on his behalf, and hope Mr. Luo will forgive you."

"Apologize?" Luo Heng sneered, took the ginger tea Wang Meng handed over, brought the straw to Fu Yihuan's mouth, and motioned him to take two sips with his eyes, "What qualifications do you have to apologize to me for him?"

Fu Yihuan, who was silently drinking ginger tea, looked at Long Chen who was silent with his head down, and thought to himself: When Long Chen saw Luo Heng kissing him, he immediately stood up out of frustration, which shows that he was outspoken.After being choked up by Luo Heng and all of him, he became so listless that he couldn't say anything. Generally speaking, he is not a person who is particularly scheming.

And Wei Suo, eager to protect his people, stepped forward against the wind, pretending to be a snake, insisting on supporting his own dignity.If the person I met hadn't been Luo Heng, an iron fritter, I'm afraid he would have just passed the page just like that.In addition, he must be the mastermind and sent Fan Jian to frame him. It is enough to see that this person is extremely deep in the city. After so many years of fighting, he forced Long Chen to climb to his current position by taking advantage of Fu Yihuan's depravity. It is also handy.

However, no matter how scheming the city is, how vain and submissive people are, once they meet Luo Heng who is determined, rich and powerful, and doesn't bother to talk nonsense, there is no room for him to show off at all.

The smirk on Wei Suo's face froze immediately, his face looked a little distorted, and he turned his head and said to Fu Yihuan: "Mr. Fu, I hope you have a lot of adults, don't worry about Xiaochen's recklessness."

"Hehe," Fu Yihuan snorted, "I can forcefully ignore this matter, but other things... I really can't let it go. What do you think, Ah Heng?"

Luo Heng nodded, with a serious expression: "I have obtained all the evidence. Although it took a lot of effort, it is ironclad evidence anyway."

Wei Suo immediately heard what Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng were referring to, his face was pale, but he was still very calm, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know what you two are referring to, but we Xiaochen and Mr. Fu don't have much contact with each other. "

"Oh? He didn't, and you didn't either?" As he spoke, Fu Yihuan reached into Luo Heng's suit pocket, took out a recording pen and shook it at Wei Suo.

Wei Suo finally couldn't calm down, his eyes widened, and his breath was messed up: "Why...how did this happen? Wait, Xiaochen didn't know about that matter, it was all my fault, I... I was alone bear."

"What's that?" Long Chen noticed something was wrong and asked aloud.

"This..." Fu Yihuan looked at Long Chen and smiled, "It's better not to know."

Fu Yihuan didn't feel disgusted by Long Chen, and according to his temperament, he should really know nothing, so there was no need to hurt the innocent, and when Wei Suo's matter was exposed, he would inevitably be punished. Involuntary, thinking about it this way, Fu Yihuan couldn't bear to fight any more.

Back at the apartment, Fu Yihuan yawned and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor. After a whole day of filming, he was physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to sleep for the rest of his life, but Luo Heng followed closely.

Fu Yihuan said helplessly: "Mr. Luo, we can talk about something tomorrow, will it work?"

"No, tomorrow will be too late."

"In such a hurry? Then you say."

"Do you think this is a good wedding dress? Or this one? Or do you have other favorite styles?"

"...what wedding?!!!"

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