On the Routine of President Wen

Fu Yihuan's fingertips pinched the gold-plated business card that Luo Heng stuffed into his palm before he left, and he couldn't help bringing it to the tip of his nose. The business card was stained with the faint smell of smoke. He took a deep breath, and the next moment he wanted to He smirked at his idiotic behavior.

With a sound of "ding~", the elevator door slowly opened. Fu Yihuan stepped out of the elevator, his eyes still lingering on the word "Luo Heng" on the business card, following the strokes to outline the word, and when the elevator door behind him closed, the corridor was plunged into chaos. It was dark, and he noticed that the voice-activated lights in the corridor seemed to be broken.

Fortunately, there are only two residents on the first floor of this building, and the corridor is neither wide nor long. He walked to the door of the apartment in the dark according to his memory, and when he took out his coat pocket, he noticed that his wallet seemed to have been left on Luo Heng's car. Good thing the keys and phone are in another pocket.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful, otherwise he could use the excuse of not being able to enter the house, and immediately called Luo Heng to bring the key. If it was just a wallet, it would probably have to wait until tomorrow.

Taking advantage of the faint light on the phone screen, Fu Yihuan inserted the key into the lock, opened the door and reached out to touch the light switch on the wall.

At the same time as the light was on, he was suddenly pushed heavily from behind. He staggered two steps forward, turned his head with surprise on his face, and saw Luo Chen closing the door with a "bang", turning around and looking at him with a gloomy face. he.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Luo Chen's unkind expression, Fu Yihuan took two steps back calmly, and tightened his grip on the cell phone in his right hand.

At this time, only two hours had passed since the few people separated, but Luo Chen appeared here with a hostile look. Fu Yihuan couldn't help guessing that he didn't send Yao Teng back at all, but took another route, taking advantage of himself and Luo Heng While talking about "life" downstairs, I ran to the door to bet that he was here.

"Did you change the door lock?" Luo Chen asked without answering, his tone was still calm.

Thinking that Luo Chen might have the key to his apartment in his hand, Fu Yihuan went out today and went to a locksmith to change the door lock. Now it seems that it is really necessary to plan ahead, he nodded: "Yes, changed, Not only the door lock, I also..."

Before Fu Yihuan could finish speaking, Luo Chen roared loudly: "You changed the door lock!"

Seeing his sudden change of mood, Fu Yihuan frowned and said nothing. He lowered his head and looked at the phone number on the business card in his left hand. There were five of them, Luo Chen rushed over in one stride, Fu Yihuan was caught off guard, and his shoulders were tightly clasped.

Luo Chen's eyes were red, and he grabbed Fu Yihuan's shoulder and slammed him against the wall. Fu Yihuan's cell phone fell to the ground with a "slap", and Luo Chen stomped on it hard, and kicked him again. to the door.

"Luochen, are you finished? Is it interesting for a big man to pester you so much?" Fu Yihuan looked at Luochen coldly. He and Luochen were not much different in size, so he thought to himself, if they really fought, it would be too late. It's not necessarily that I will suffer, but I just don't know how crazy this scumbag will be.

"Fu Yihuan," Luo Chen's fingers on Fu Yihuan's shoulder gradually tightened, gripping his shoulder like an eagle's claw, his face was ashen, and his tone of voice was extremely cold, "Are you determined to break up with me?"

The pain in his shoulder made Fu Yihuan's frown deepen. He struggled hard, but failed to break away from Luo Chen's restraint. He concentrated his strength on his hands, leaned on the wall, and pushed him a few steps away with a single breath, relying on the wall. Rubbing his aching shoulder, he said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am determined to break up with you, please, Master Luo, stop trying to hold me back with such a shy face."

"Don't, don't!" Luo Chen roared ferociously, and slammed his fists on the shoe cabinet so hard that the vase on it was almost knocked down, he suddenly softened his voice, and put on a tender smile , "Yihuan, you haven't had enough for dinner, right? I'll take you to eat your favorite mutton hotpot, turn over this page, I know you're just angry for a while, I promise I won't do it again, forgive me this time , okay?"

Fu Yihuan was taken aback by Luo Chen's sudden change of mood, and the next moment, he became terrified.

Before Fu Yihuan said anything at all, he looked forgiven, took a step forward with a smile, and stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yihuan's right hand, and said, "At this point in time, the mutton hot pot restaurant has not yet closed. There's time to eat, but it's too late, don't eat too much, it's bad for the stomach, we..."

Knowing that it's not appropriate to provoke Luo Chen under such circumstances, Fu Yihuan still couldn't hold back, and waved his hand away. Luo Chen was stunned immediately, and the two sides were silent for a while. Now, I want to sleep, you go back first, if you have anything to say, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Luo Chen froze in place, staring blankly at his hand being waved away, obviously not listening to Fu Yihuan's words, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, his face became a little gloomy, and suddenly his whole body trembled and let out a strange laugh.

Fu Yihuan hesitated, and was just about to say something out loud to appease Luo Chen a little, but he took the vase and threw it at Fu Yihuan first.

Caught off guard by this blow, Fu Yihuan couldn't dodge in time, and without Luo Heng's protection, he was smashed to the point of bleeding, his eyes went black, and he almost passed out on the spot. Couldn't help but slowly slipped along the wall and fell to the ground.

Consciousness remained, Fu Yihuan struggled to open his eyes but could barely open a gap. He watched Luo Chen approaching him with a smile, squatted down, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the wound on his forehead along the tip of his nose and temples. Then she stretched her arms around his armpits from the front, picked him up from the ground, and dragged him into the house.

Luo Chen dragged Fu Yihuan to the living room, gently let him lie flat on the carpet, stood up, took off his coat slowly, threw it on the sofa, and lay on Fu Yihuan's body.

Knowing Luo Chen's intentions in an instant, Fu Yihuan was eager to yell and kick this ignorant bastard away, but he was powerless when the vase hit him. He was in a trance, and all his strength was almost stripped away.

Seeing that the blood on Fu Yihuan's forehead was still gushing out, Luo Chen stood up impatiently, took a small stack of tissues from the paper box on the coffee table, pressed it on Fu Yihuan's wound, and then lay down on him again with peace of mind. On his body, he slowly unbuttoned him, opened his coat, and put his palm into the hem of the T-shirt, from bottom to top, along his side waist all the way up.

This feeling is more scalp-numbing than being held down by a wild beast waiting to be eaten. Fu Yihuan's face, which was already bloodless due to blood loss and dizziness, became even paler. His voice is destined to only fall into Luochen's ears.

disgusting, disgusting, disgusting...

When Luo Chen lifted off his clothes and licked and kissed his chest, Fu Yihuan's stomach also set off a huge wave, and suddenly tumbling, the psychological resistance aroused his physical reaction, and goose bumps all over his body rose , the twitching stomach made him turn his head and retch silently, but Luo Chen didn't seem to notice it, and devoted himself to trying to please Fu Yihuan.

Fu Yihuan has been a straight man for so many years. Although he was bent by Luo Heng because of Leng Jue, he is still straight in essence. Except for Luo Heng, he can't accept such touch from other men. At this moment It was too painful, too tormented.

Even before he fell in love with Luo Heng, in the interaction between the system world and Luo Heng, the development of the two of them was gradual. At the beginning, kissing was forced, and he also disliked it. The relationship between the two has progressed before accepting the kiss.

Afterwards, he went to bed indirectly, he jumped to the aftermath, skipped the process, and he managed not to get mad.

In the end, it was the first time he had a real relationship with Luo Heng under the influence of drugs. He soon realized his emotional changes, and he accepted Luo Heng wholeheartedly in the system world and the real world.

But Luo Chen is different, he is a cheating scumbag, Fu Yihuan already hated him terribly, but this bastard dared to beat him to death, and dared to use the opportunity to force him Fu Yihuan was disgusted.

But after the nausea and anger passed, the sadness in Fu Yihuan's heart quickly spread and turned into despair.

Right now, he has become a fish on the chopping board, he wants to resist but is unable to resist, he closes his eyes, tries his best to ignore Luo Chen's touch, gently strokes the business card he has been holding in his hand with his fingertips, secretly praying that Mr. Come on stage and save him from the fire in the water.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for Luo Chen to succeed. According to Leng Jue's temperament, let alone whether he believed that Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng would enter the system world because of him, he hated this kind of taking advantage of others the most. s method.

However, thinking of the matter between him and Gu Yu'an, Fu Yihuan felt a little funny. Leng Jue used the method he hated and despised the most, became the villain he despised the most, and even caused trouble for himself. I really don't know what he was thinking at that time of...

"Ding dong~ ding dong~ ding ding ding~" The doorbell rang hurriedly, accompanied by the sound of "dong dong dong" knocking on the door, and Luo Heng's low but slightly eager cry: "Yihuan! are u there?"

Luo Chen paused, straightened up, covered Fu Yihuan's mouth with his hand, his expression was cloudy, it seemed that he wanted to wait for Luo Heng to leave voluntarily.

The dizziness has faded a lot, and his consciousness has also returned to his original position. Fu Yihuan secretly thought about how to break free from Luo Chen's imprisonment, and ran to open the door.

Before he could think of a countermeasure, the doorbell stopped ringing, and the pounding and shouting also disappeared. Fu Yihuan's eyes suddenly widened. Luo Heng couldn't be so stupid as to think he was not at home, could he? !

Three seconds later, Fu Yihuan's cell phone, which had been trampled on by the entrance, rang tenaciously. It was estimated that it was a call from Luo Heng. The cell phone was just kicked to the door. He should be able to hear the ringing of the cell phone. Fu Yihuan heaved a sigh of relief.

The ringing of the bell stopped abruptly, and there was a loud bang from the door. Seeing Luo Heng striding in with a murderous aura, and kicking Luo Chen away from him, Fu Yihuan finally felt relieved.

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