On the Routine of President Wen

It would be embarrassing or sad to run into Luo Chen under such circumstances. Fu Yihuan wiped off a cold sweat secretly, pushed away Luo Heng who was still half hugging him, and raised his hand to wipe Luo Heng's skin on him. The trace left at the corner of the mouth, looked at Luo Chen, and kept silent knowingly.

Luo Chen and Fu Yihuan glanced at each other, there was no fluctuation in their eyes, and their expression was unbelievably calm. With such a performance, he obviously guessed the relationship between the two of them long ago.

"Luo Chen, I'm sorry." Luo Heng also sensed Luo Chen's strange mood, worried that Luo Chen would suddenly get into trouble, so he spoke as calmly as possible.

Luo Chen didn't respond, just glanced at him expressionlessly, his gaze followed his arm all the way down, and landed on the transparent shopping bag in his hand.

Not knowing why, Fu Yihuan followed his gaze and looked at the shopping bag in Luo Heng's hand.

The company was on holiday today, and Luo Heng took Fu Yihuan, who hadn't been out for several days, and drove to a nearby supermarket. The two bought a lot of ingredients and planned to have hot pot together at night.

When checking out, Fu Yihuan thought for a while, and ran to the snack area to collect a basket of snacks, thinking that it would satisfy his cravings while watching movies and playing games in the apartment. He just put the shopping basket on the checkout counter, and was shocked to see In addition to the ingredients, there were actually more than a dozen boxes of condoms.

Fu Yihuan was stunned for three seconds, then turned his head to look at Luo Heng after pauses, and saw that he calmly took a card from his wallet and put it on the cash register, looked at Fu Yihuan with a half-smile, and said, "Don't just stand there Now, put down your hands."

Seeing that the cashier was about to sweep the condoms, Fu Yihuan suddenly dumped all the snacks on the cashier counter, buried them neatly, took a deep breath, and planned to put half of them away while Luo Heng was not paying attention. Back to the shelf.

Luo Heng saw through his small thoughts at a glance, smiled lowly, walked to his side, grabbed his sneaky cat's paw, and blew into his ear: "I advise you to give up struggling."

Fu Yihuan trembled all over, gritted his teeth, glanced at the cashier, saw that she didn't pay attention to the intimate behavior of the two, he was relieved, and said in a very low voice: "No, no, I think it is still necessary to struggle, I... um..."

In the middle of speaking, Fu Yihuan suddenly covered his mouth, clenched his teeth, swallowed the groan/moan he almost blurted out, glared at Luo Heng in embarrassment, and firmly pressed his elbow on his stomach He bumped into him, bared his teeth and cursed at him, "Old rascal!"

Being knocked back a step, Luo Heng had no choice but to take back the hand that reached Fu Yihuan's lower body by covering it up. He rubbed his stomach with a light smile, took the card handed back by the cashier, and holding the full shopping bag, pulled Holding Fu Yihuan's hand, he stepped into the elevator leading to the underground parking lot.

At a glance, there was no one in the parking lot. Luo Heng pressed Fu Yihuan against the car door. Before he could react, he blocked his lips. When it is time, it turns to biting and sucking.

Taking advantage of his shortness of breath and gasping for breath, the tip of Luo Heng's tongue moved along the line of his slightly parted lips, and his empty hand reached into the hem of his clothes, and the cool palm touched Fu Yihuan's skin with the utmost ambiguity. Lighting the fire made him tremble.

"How is it? Are you still planning to struggle?" Luo Heng asked with a low smile.

"Uncle Luo, you..." Fu Yihuan was halfway through speaking, when he looked over Luo Heng's shoulder and saw the person standing behind him, he froze for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Your son is behind you."

When he saw clearly the condom protruding from the side of the shopping bag facing Luo Chen, Fu Yihuan's face flushed suddenly, he turned his head silently, he didn't have the nerve to look at Luo Chen again, for fear of meeting his eyes.

With the facts in front of his eyes, Luo Chen was so calm that he was a little weird, even a little scary. He finally moved his eyes away from the shopping bag, but instead of turning to Fu Yihuan, he returned to Luo Heng's face. There was no trace of blood on his face. , but smiled and said softly: "Dad, you haven't been home for a long time, I want to eat the beef noodles you cooked tonight."

After being silent for a long time, Luo Heng gave an "um" and said, "Okay, I'll go back and cook for you tonight."

After getting the promise, Luo Chen's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded repeatedly: "Then I'll go back first, and wait for Dad to come back!"

Seeing Luo Chen leaving the car, Fu Yihuan asked worriedly: "Is it really okay for him to be like this?"

Luo Heng took a deep look at Fu Yihuan, and said in a deep voice, "Of course there is something wrong with him."

"then you..."

"It's because of this that it's even more necessary for me to go back." Luo Heng opened the door of the back seat and put the shopping bag in his hand into it, "Let's go, I'll take you back to the apartment first, and then go back and have a good talk with him. Find out what he thinks."

After Luo Heng left the apartment, Fu Yihuan looked at the pile of ingredients on the table and sighed softly. Now he can only eat hot pot by himself. Since Luo Heng is not here, then... it's so spicy!

Twenty or ten minutes later, Fu Yihuan stood beside the hot pot with his head propped up, watching the tumbling soup, and while waiting for the ingredients to be cooked, all the worries in his heart were boiled away amidst the boiling sound of "gulu gulu".

When Luo Heng goes back this time, it is absolutely impossible to really just satisfy Luo Chen's plea for a bowl of beef noodles. No matter whether Luo Chen is willing to accept it or not, he will definitely say nothing this time.

After all, Luo Chen is already an adult, he must face this fact directly, although there will be resentment and unwillingness, but there is no reason why Luo Heng must pay for his resentment and unwillingness.

In this matter, the two of them are equal, and the choice is in Fu Yihuan's hands, and Fu Yihuan chose Luo Heng. I have already lost several relationships, and this time I will never let go no matter what.

Fu Yihuan's concern was naturally not Luo Heng's attitude, but how turbulent waves were brewing under Luo Chen's superficial calm, what would he say when he asked Luo Heng back?What terms will be used in exchange for compromise?

In other words, if Luo Chen still refused to give up, then would the two of them have a confrontation or even fight?

Judging from Luo Chen's personality, this situation is not completely impossible, but Luo Heng is calm and calm, and Luo Chen has always respected this adoptive father, so it should not be possible to get into such a situation, even if he really did something. , Luo Chen would not be Luo Heng's opponent either.

Thinking of this, Fu Yihuan felt relieved a little, but the anxiety in his heart was hard to calm down. He always felt that the way Luo Chen looked at him today was not right. The previous overly paranoid possessiveness is very different.

If this is the case, does it mean that Luo Chen's love for Fu Yihuan has turned to hatred?In this case, wouldn't it be possible for everyone to be happy as long as Luo Heng untangles his awkward knots?

Fu Yihuan sighed heavily, took a piece of taro, and stuffed it into his mouth. He was so hot that he breathed out, but he insisted on chewing and swallowing, and accidentally choked on it, which made him burst into tears. He rushed into the kitchen, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and quickly poured it into his mouth. He just saved his throat, and because he drank too much, he squirted the Coke all over the floor.

After blushing and coughing thickly for a while, Fu Yihuan finally came back to life. Depressedly, he threw the coke can into the trash can, mopped the floor clean and sat back on the chair. Looking at the pot full of ingredients, he lost his appetite at all.

Eating hot pot alone is worthy of the fifth level of loneliness...

That night, Luo Heng didn't return to the apartment, so Fu Yihuan couldn't help but called him, and the phone rang for a long time before he was answered.

Fu Yihuan hurriedly asked what was the result, Luo Heng was silent for a while, and said: "He understands, don't worry."

"Then...why didn't you come back?" For some reason, the stone in Fu Yihuan's heart did not fall because of these words.

Luo Heng on the other end of the phone fell silent again. Just when Fu Yihuan was about to panic, he suddenly gave a low laugh and said in a low voice, "What? Miss me? Stop struggling?"

Fu Yihuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew that he was teasing him, so he was so angry that he was about to hang up the phone when Luo Heng said again: "I'm going on a business trip."

"Huh?" Fu Yihuan put the phone back to his ear, "So suddenly? How many days?"

"Not sure yet."

"Okay, got it, then you pay attention to safety, I..."

At first he wanted to say something more, but Luo Heng hung up the phone first, thinking that he might have to pack his luggage or something, so Fu Yihuan didn't call again, took a shower and went to bed.

Still uneasy in his heart, he always had a premonition that something was going to happen. He tossed and turned on the bed all night, and it was near dawn that Fu Yihuan fell asleep in a daze.

On the fourth day after Luo Heng left, Luo Jin came to the door again, but this time her face was full of anxiety, she didn't even put on makeup, and she looked much older.

"Ms. Luo, what's the matter with you?" Fu Yihuan welcomed Luo Jin into the door, seeing her like this, he became anxious, "Did something happen?"

Luo Jin glanced at him, walked in the door silently, glanced around the huge apartment, and asked, "Do you know where Xiao Heng went?"

"Mr. Luo? Isn't he on a business trip?" Hearing Luo Jin's question, Fu Yihuan suddenly realized that things were not that simple.

Luo Jin shook her head: "No, his assistant contacted me this morning, saying that Xiaoheng hadn't been to the company for three days, and he hadn't given them any instructions. I couldn't get in touch with him, so I'll come to you right away."

"He didn't go on a business trip?"

"He didn't have a business trip at all." Luo Jin frowned and looked at Fu Yihuan, "Why do you say he's on a business trip? Who told you?"

Fu Yihuan was stunned: "That's what he said."

"He said it? He said it in front of you?"

"It was on the phone..." A bolt of lightning struck Fu Yihuan's mind, and his eyes suddenly widened, "The person who answered my phone that night was Luo Chen!"

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