On the Routine of President Wen

As soon as Luo Heng uttered these four words, Fu Yihuan's half of his body was numb with the warm and moist breath. He blushed and took a step back flusteredly. Before he could speak, Luo Heng straightened up and smiled lowly. Asked: "Where have you been?"

Realizing that Luo Heng was teasing him, Fu Yihuan gave him a reproachful look, and said angrily, "I'm having a private meeting with a man!"

"You went to see that little boy last night? His name is Shao Li, right?" Luo Heng took a step closer to Fu Yihuan, blocked him against the wall, raised one hand and clenched a fist against his head, bent slightly, The other hand pinched his chin to make him look up at him, squinting his eyes, with an unhappy expression, "What did you say? He confessed to you? Did you reject him well? Did you let him give up? "

At such a close distance, the smell of tobacco on Luo Heng's body immediately penetrated into Fu Yihuan's nose, his heart beat more and more flustered, he subconsciously took a deep breath trembling, and Luo Heng caught the faint rise and fall of his chest in an instant Arrived, such a small gesture seemed to satisfy Luo Heng, he hooked the corners of his lips, lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Fu Yihuan's, and said in an extremely ambiguous voice: "Tell me, did you reject him?"

When he felt Luo Heng's knees squeezed between his legs, which seemed to be rubbing lightly with the rhythm of the tip of his nose, Fu Yihuan suddenly realized that this guy was wearing a serious, stable and ascetic appearance, but in fact he was not serious at all. old rascal!

Putting on the airs of the elders in front of everyone, I also pretended to "talk" with him before, but as soon as I finished talking, I took advantage of the dead of night, trespassing on private houses, lonely men and widows, and unceremoniously kicked the elders' airs , The rogue nature is fully exposed.

That being the case, Fu Yihuan felt that he didn't need to be polite at all. He grabbed Luo Heng's shoulder with one hand, raised the phone with the other hand, turned on the screen and aimed at Luo Heng, and raised his right eyebrow jokingly: "Uncle Luo , Seriously, have you coveted me for a long time?"

Luo Heng paused, and looked at the screen of the phone suspiciously. It was the picture that Fu Yihuan had saved earlier, and the part with Luo Heng was only cut, and Luo Heng's face was specially enlarged.

Although he could confirm at a glance that the person in the picture was himself, Luo Heng didn't realize it for a while, and frowned, recalling where the blurred picture like this was taken.

Before Luo Heng could remember, Fu Yihuan turned back to the phone and swipe twice, then turned the screen to Luo Heng again, this time it was the original picture, Fu Yihuan pointed to Luo Heng on it with his finger, and then pointed to himself on the stage, He grinned and said, "Watching my concert so affectionately, how dare you say that you are not coveting me?"

Luo Heng's face was reddish, his eyes were wandering, he turned his head and coughed twice to cover up, moved the hand on Fu Yihuan's head an inch away, and was about to take two steps back, but was pulled back by Fu Yihuan by the collar, clenched into a fist His hand hit the wall again, facing Fu Yihuan's grinning smile and terrified eyes, he was defeated and said with a helpless smile: "Yes, I noticed you four years ago, Your voice fascinates me, I'm your fan."

"Oh?" Fu Yihuan grinned further, "Is it just the voice?"

Luo Heng really fell in love with Fu Yihuan's smiling but domineering look, his throat became dry uncontrollably, he swallowed slyly, and said in a low voice: "Not only your voice, but also your appearance, Your temperament, everything about you, is so clean and pure that I can fall deeply in it at a glance."

"Then why didn't you make a move at the beginning?" Fu Yihuan thought for a while, and added, "I wasn't with Luo Chen four years ago, so you shouldn't have this concern."

"You were still too young at that time, and I would feel guilty if I attacked you." Luo Heng shrugged, showing a helpless expression.

Fu Yihuan couldn't help laughing out at these words: "So, Uncle Luo doesn't feel guilty now?"

Hearing that Fu Yihuan deliberately grabbed the word "uncle" and added the accent, Luo Heng felt a little itchy, and couldn't help getting closer to Fu Yihuan, wrapping his arms around his waist, forcing every inch of him from the chest down to fit her perfectly. Then he chuckled and said, "There is still a little bit of guilt, but... I enjoy this guilt very much."

When Luo Heng spoke, his chest trembled slightly, and Fu Yihuan couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He looked at Luo Heng with longing in his eyes. Luo Heng saw through his thoughts at a glance, but just smiled and looked at him.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time. Fu Yihuan couldn't help it anymore. Luo Heng in this system world was really alluring in his eyes. Opportunities are always there, forcing Fu Yihuan to take the initiative.

Moreover, he actually had a strong urge to break this calmness, he desperately wanted to tear off this false face of abstinence.

Fu Yihuan stuffed the phone back into his pocket, climbed onto Luo Heng's shoulders with both hands, slowly stood on tiptoe, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and traced Luo Heng's sharp and thin lips with fiery eyes, even the sound of swallowing saliva was not concealed at all .

As he approached slowly, he could clearly feel that Luo Heng's breathing was getting heavier, and when he lifted his eyes slightly, the depth and desire/desire in Luo Heng's eyes could be clearly seen.

The lips had already touched each other lightly, and the breaths of the two were chaotically intertwined. Luo Heng's hand wrapped around Fu Yihuan's waist slipped down to his waist, and he squeezed it lightly, as if he was urging something .

Sensing Luo Heng's urgency, Fu Yihuan suddenly wanted to tease him, just to prevent Luo Heng from fulfilling his wish.

He smiled calmly and calmly, pushed Luo Heng away, escaped from his siege, walked away two steps on his own, turned to look at Luo Heng who was frozen in place, and said with a smile like a normal person : "By the way, didn't you ask me what Shao Li and I said? We...uh..."

With Fu Yihuan's move, Luo Heng was so angry that he almost gritted his silver teeth. With a sullen face, he pulled Fu Yihuan back, pressed it back against the wall, and blocked his mouth aggressively without saying a word. There was a sign of wanting to resist, so he grabbed his hand and pressed it behind him, and bit the tip of his tongue with a sense of punishment.

Luo Heng's bite was really hard, and the tip of Fu Yihuan's tongue was bitten, and he frowned in pain, struggling to push Luo Heng away, pushing away Luo Heng's frantic tongue.

Luo Heng, however, was relentless, and had no intention of letting him go. While staring straight into Fu Yihuan's angry eyes, he wrapped his tongue around Fu Yihuan, stirring it upside down in his warm mouth, sucking and licking. Licking his slightly bloody tongue.

This punitive kiss lasted for a long time, until Fu Yihuan's cheeks were flushed, his breathing was difficult, his eyes were cloudy, his legs were weak and he was hanging on Luo Heng's body, and he couldn't even stand still, Luo Heng was satisfied. Let go of his red and swollen lips, and after licking away the body fluid overflowing from the corners of his mouth, looked at him with a smile that was still unfinished, and asked calmly, "What are you talking about?"

Panting slightly, Fu Yihuan glared at him, moved his hands that were still imprisoned behind his back, and motioned for him to let go, but Luo Heng ignored him, and asked again persistently: "What are you talking about?"

This is an old man, and his jealousy hasn't weakened at all. Fu Yihuan said angrily: "Luo Chen terminated his contract with him. I suggest him to go to Pengcheng Entertainment to try. There is room for development, and he can respond to it." Luo Chen."

Speaking of Pengcheng Entertainment, Fu Yihuan couldn't help becoming curious when he thought of the confrontation between Cheng Chi and Luo Chen. He remembered that Cheng Chi was a man who was about the same age as Luo Heng but had a baby face. The face shouldn't always be aimed at a brat like Luo Chen, right?Then is there some kind of bitterness and hatred between the two of them?

Seeing Luo Heng's expression froze, Fu Yihuan realized belatedly that he had pushed Shao Li to Pengcheng Entertainment, which could be regarded as prying Luo Heng's wall in disguise. It's your property. By the way, do Luo Chen and Cheng Chi have a grudge against each other? Why does Pengcheng Entertainment always go against Luo's Entertainment?"

Seeing that Luo Heng's complexion became weird and his eyes were evasive, Fu Yihuan became even more curious, and even speculated that this matter had nothing to do with Luo Heng, what could it have to do with Luo Heng?

A sentence that Luo Chen said before when he was at his house suddenly flashed into Fu Yihuan's mind. At that time, Luo Chen was keenly aware of Luo Heng's abnormal affection for Fu Yihuan, and when he questioned him, he said, "You and you used to date each other. When my boyfriends were together..."

Luo Heng's setting is a 42-year-old man, and it is not a big deal to have dated other people. Anyway, this is the past set by the main system, and it is not the past that Luo Heng really owned. Fu Yihuan didn't think about it. Carefully hold on to such false things.

However, if they really had that relationship, Fu Yihuan would inevitably guess that the person Cheng Chi was going to target was not Luo Chen, but Luo Heng?

Then this Cheng Chi either harbors resentment towards Luo Heng, or the remaining feelings are unresolved. In this way, Fu Yihuan feels that it is necessary for him to understand the truth of the matter, otherwise he will really confront Cheng Chi by then. I don't know how to deal with it.

"What are you hesitating about? Uncle Luo, what does the president of Pengcheng Entertainment have to do with you? Or, did they ever have any relationship?" Fu Yihuan asked pointedly.

Being caught by Fu Yihuan's words, Luo Heng was a little embarrassed. He let go of Fu Yihuan and pushed away two steps. Seeing that Fu Yihuan had his hands folded around his chest, looking like he was waiting for him to speak clearly, he sighed softly and said, "He is My junior in college, we... had a relationship."

"Frozen? Didn't break up peacefully?" Fu Yihuan asked speculatively.

"Almost." Luo Heng took Fu Yihuan's hand, led him to the living room, and sat on the sofa, "Our relationship has been very stable since we were together. At that time, Luo Chen was 15 years old and very sensitive. Everyone in the room hates him, especially Cheng Chi, who tried every means to embarrass him, Cheng Chi couldn't take it anymore, and asked me to make a choice, I promised to take care of Luo Chen, so I had no choice but to..."

No wonder, it's not without reason that Cheng Chi would have resentment. He was getting along well, but suddenly a brat was inserted in the middle, which caused the chaos to go up and down. He was angry and asked Luo Heng for an explanation. He thought he was in Luo The weight in Heng's heart will be heavier than Luo Chen's, but it is really sad to be the one who was abandoned when he didn't want to.

"Does Mr. Cheng's behavior mean that he hasn't given up on you yet?" Fu Yihuan asked thoughtfully.

Unexpectedly, Luo Heng smiled, raised his hand and rubbed Fu Yihuan's head, and said, "Of course not, he already has a new partner, it's just that this person is so old, and he still has a childish temper. I just like watching Luo Chen being forced to jump."

"That you..."

"He and I have long since settled down. We're just friends now. What he does won't have any big impact. I take it as a training for Luo Chen, so I didn't stop him."

This so-called past event does not seem to be a big deal, but Fu Yihuan has a faint feeling of discomfort in his heart. He always feels that there is something stuck in his heart, and there is a guess in his heart, but this guess is a bit too much. It should not be so.. .

The author has something to say:

Although the comments have revealed the mystery of the "cold" (emphasis) joke in the previous chapter, I still want to announce the answer:

Because it's strong!

It was a bad joke seven or eight years ago. At that time, I couldn't stop laughing while rubbing my arms. It was enough...

My friend said that I was very moved to be friends with a fifty-cent author, hahaha, at least fifty cents!