On the Routine of President Wen

"Hiss~ I hurt, slow down!" Fu Yihuan curled up into a ball with his stomach in his arms.

Luo Heng took one of his hands, saw him squatting on the ground with the other hand on his stomach with a bloodless face, and then remembered that Alan's elbow hit his stomach just now after he fell because of his unsteadiness, The anger that had been suppressed for a long time disappeared in an instant, and without thinking, he squatted down and asked, "Yihuan, how are you? Are you okay?"

As soon as Fu Yihuan heard this line, which was obviously not a domineering president, Fu Yihuan suddenly raised his pale face to look at Luo Heng, with an unconcealable astonishment on his face, and before he could speak, Luo Heng shook off his own Hand, raised his right hand against his temple, with an expression of forbearance of pain.

"Shift!" Luo Heng endured the cramping pain brought by the punishment system of the magic spell, and squeezed out the overbearing lines from between his teeth, "Are you trying to make my heart hurt? Heh, you know how to use your own advantages to catch men. heart of."

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Heng returned to normal. Fu Yihuan noticed that he breathed a sigh of relief. Combined with the strangeness after he said the wrong thing in a hurry, he guessed that Luo Heng should be tabooed by the main system. If you say or do something you shouldn't do, you will be punished.

It's just... what the hell is that "Shift"?

After figuring it out, Fu Yihuan couldn't help but blushed. Well, it should be "Shit". It would never be Luo Heng who could make such a low-level mistake. This line is probably forced by the main system to say Luo Heng.

The next moment, Luo Heng hugged Fu Yihuan horizontally. He looked down at Fu Yihuan, whose lips were white in his arms, and strode into the venue. As soon as the two appeared, the venue fell silent. The old housekeeper immediately came up to him and asked for instructions: "Master, do you need to call the family doctor?"

"Has Ouyang come today?" Luo Heng didn't stop, walking upstairs.

The old housekeeper followed him step by step, and replied, "Master Ouyang is here, and he is resting in his room."

"Let him come here." Luo Heng put Fu Yihuan on the bed, turned around and ordered.

Three minutes later, a man wearing a plain white T-shirt, ripped copper jeans, and a golden chicken nest head came in lazily, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"Ouyang Haoqian, a top surgeon in a top hospital in the world, because the Ouyang family and the Luo family are family friends, he and Luo Heng have known each other since childhood, and they are each other's only best friends.

Fu Yihuan reluctantly turned over, and after seeing Ouyang Haoqian's face clearly, he understood that the legendary second male number had appeared.

As expected, Mr. Rabbit immediately said:

"The weakest and pitiful little animals, of course including you now, seeing you trembling in pain but still full of stubbornness, can't stand the bursts of distress, and arouse the desire to protect.The male number two you've been waiting for. 』

The typical male second face and male duo setting, it is estimated that the two will turn against each other because of fighting for Fu Yihuan in a short time.

The old housekeeper put the huge medicine box in his hand on the bedside table, opened it thoughtfully, and stood aside silently.

Seeing Fu Yihuan looking at him, Ouyang Haoqian tidied up the chicken coop in embarrassment, walked to the bed in two or three steps, and asked, "What's uncomfortable?"

Seeing Fu Yihuan curled up slightly and gestured at the left abdomen, Ouyang Haoqian raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and was about to lift it off, but someone grabbed his wrist from behind. He looked at Luo Heng in surprise. .

The two said at the same time: "What are you doing?"

They looked at each other tacitly and fell silent at the same time. After three seconds, Ouyang Haoqian said first: "Of course I want to see what the injury is."

Luo Heng frowned, glanced at Fu Yihuan who was sweating on his forehead, let go of his hand, and said to the old housekeeper, "Henry, you go out."

"Yes." Henry bowed in response, exited the room and closed the door thoughtfully and softly.

"Tsk tsk, how did you get hurt like this? What did you do?" Opening Fu Yihuan's clothes, seeing the bruises on his stomach, Ouyang Haoqian glanced at Luo Heng, his words were full of dissatisfaction.

Luo Heng, who was inexplicably blamed, frowned even deeper. He stared intently at Fu Yihuan's bruises. He neither defended nor sarcastically. On the contrary, Fu Yihuan couldn't see it, and excused him: "It has nothing to do with Mr. Luo. , I just bumped into it accidentally."

"Really?" Ouyang Haoqian obviously didn't believe it, and winked at Fu Yihuan and said, "Although it looks like it was caused by an elbow, I know it can't be Luo Heng's hand."

"Oh? Wouldn't Dr. Ouyang think that I was threatened by Mr. Luo to exonerate him?" Fu Yihuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"If Luo Heng did it, your ribs would have been broken." Ouyang Haoqian rummaged through the medicine box for a long time, found a ointment, opened the box, and squeezed it to the palm of his hand that was about to stick to Fu Yihuan's bruise. He planned to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but Luo Heng grabbed his wrist again.

"What are you going to do again?" This time Luo Heng's hand was very strong, Ouyang Haoqian felt as if his hand was about to be wrenched off, and looked at him helplessly.

"Can I just use this?" Luo Heng took the ointment from Ouyang Haoqian's hand, pulled him up from the bed, opened the door and pushed him out, "You can go."

Ouyang Haoqian was stunned for a while by crossing the river and tearing down the bridge. He didn't realize until the door slammed shut in front of his eyes. He glanced at the big lump of white ointment in his palm, kicked the door with his toes and shouted: "Luo Jie, Don't tell me you have to do it yourself, don't you think the ointment is heavy and difficult to wash?"

"You care too much." Luo Heng's voice came through the door, mixed with Fu Yihuan's repeated low moan. What a lively scene.

Rao Ouyang Haoqian, who knows the truth, can't help swallowing when he heard Fu Yihuan's deliberately suppressed voice, and he doesn't know what kind of relationship that person has with Luo Heng, new or old love?

Ouyang Haoqian, who adheres to the brotherly rules, patted his face depressedly, and realized that he had to remind Luo Heng after the ointment was all over his face, and quickly shouted again: "Apply the ointment and rub it for a while, and the ointment will last a little longer. It’s better to use the electric wind to turn on the warm air and blow it, which is good for absorption, and it will heal quickly!”

"Yes, I see." Luo Heng replied succinctly, without even mentioning the word "thank you", which made Ouyang Haoqian quite depressed. Forget it, the key point is that Luo Heng doesn't show any gratitude at all, it really can't be justified, no brother is like this, if it wasn't for the sake of my old sister, I wouldn't bother you!

Ouyang Haoqian murmured, walked back to the room without wiping his face, threw himself on the bed, completely forgot that he was invited to the Miranda Ball, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Being stared stiffly by Luo Heng's fiery gaze, Fu Yihuan stopped his mouth immediately, clenched his teeth to prevent himself from moaning, closed his eyelids, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. The temperature instantly became hotter.

"Call out if you feel comfortable, your face is blushing." Luo Heng placed his other hand on Fu Yihuan's cheek, rubbing his thumb up and down provocatively.

However, the low and hoarse voice that rang close to his ears made Fu Yihuan open his eyes full of resentment. He squinted at Luo Heng, and hummed, "Where is it comfortable? This prince hurts!"

This glance fell into Luo Heng's eyes and was successfully transformed into coquettishness. The thumb pads unconsciously followed the line of sight to Fu Yihuan's still bloodless lips, rubbing against his lips one after another, and the black eyes danced. With a strange emotion, the hands rubbing Fu Yihuan's bruises subconsciously increased their strength.

"Hey! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Fu Yihuan was so painful that tears came out of his eyes when he was rubbed by the sudden increase in strength.

The next moment, feeling a round object rolling down the corner of the eye, Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng were stunned at the same time, they both looked down at the white bead that fell on the pillow.

Fu Yihuan blinked, stretched out his hand to pick up the white bead, held it up to his eyes and looked, shocked!It turned out to be pearls!God TM burst into tears!He is not a shark!

Now Fu Yihuan understands what Mr. Rabbit meant when he said "you are special as the protagonist". You won the main system, you are the big brother, and I will admit defeat!

"Hehehehe," Luo Heng laughed in a low voice, casually took the pearl that Fu Yihuan was pinching, looked at it carefully, his eyes fell on Fu Yihuan's face again, and the corners of his lips curled up, "You are really unexpected!" I expected."

The corners of Fu Yihuan's mouth twitched, unable to utter a word.

Luo Heng put the pearls into the top pocket of his suit, stood up and walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water lasted for more than ten minutes. Fu Yihuan couldn't bear it anymore, walked to the door of the bathroom and poked his head in.

From the mirror, one could see that Luo Heng was frowning tightly, and he kept rubbing his hands together. There were four or five bottles of disinfectant hand sanitizer on the side. Every once in a while, he squeezed a big lump, rubbed and rinsed, and went back and forth. The gesture of rubbing off three or four layers of skin.

"It's almost over, Luo Jiewei." Fu Yihuan couldn't help but speak out.

Luo Heng looked up at Fu Yihuan from the mirror, finally turned off the faucet, took out a tissue, wiped his hands, turned around, and said, "Lie back and blow it with the electric fan, the dance is about to begin."

As he spoke, he threw away the facial tissue, put his hand under his nose and sniffed, showing a disgusted expression, turned back to the sink, and continued rubbing his skin.

Fu Yihuan shrugged his shoulders. He was forced into a character with a high degree of cleanliness, and his own old attack was really annoying...

At 09:30, the Miranda Ball officially started.

Luo Heng briefly said a few words of apology, then slowly stepped off the stage in front of everyone's eyes, walked up to Fu Yihuan and made a gesture of inviting him to dance, and led him to the center of the dance floor without hesitation, and the music followed. sounded.

"President Luo, this prince doesn't know how to dance women's steps." When Luo Heng put his hands on his waist, Fu Yihuan raised his face slightly and looked directly at Luo Heng proudly.

"Don't worry, leave you to me, I won't make you embarrassed."

As the music played, Luo Heng smiled lightly and led Fu Yihuan to finish the opening dance of the Miranda Ball. For Fu Yihuan, the feeling of being turned around was not at all pleasant.

However, after this dance, Fu Yihuan could clearly feel that the eyes of everyone looking at him had changed, from contempt and disgust at the beginning to shock and jealousy, which is enough to show that the provocative method is really useful, and Luo Heng made Fu Yihuan succeed Up.

"Hello, His Royal Highness Third Prince Nicholas."

Hearing the voice, Fu Yihuan turned and looked at the other party.

Her hands are soft like catkins, her skin is like creamy fat. A plain long dress can't cover her exquisite and graceful figure, giving people a simple but charming attraction. There is a shy smile on the corner of her mouth, she is a very beautiful woman.

But the experience of reading more than [-] articles warned Fu Yihuan that this woman is by no means as harmless as she looks on the outside.

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Domineering... The domineering president is in love with me...