Qianfan

Lu Zhengfan was indeed injured, but fortunately there was no knife wound, so Qian Fan put a bottle of brown liquid in front of him: "Knead it by yourself - I rent this place with a friend, it's very safe. By the way, should I contact you?" people?"

Lu Zhengfan unbuttoned his clothes, and bent his hand at an angle so that he couldn't bend it anymore.Qian Fan saw it and walked over to help him.

"Are you injured here too?" Qian Fan unbuttoned him, and didn't feel anything wrong until he saw his chest.

No, there's nothing wrong with that...it's okay for two big men to sit shirtless and chat together.It's just, if it wasn't for having such strange thoughts about him before...

Qian Fan took off his clothes for him, coughed dryly to hide, and acted poorly: "Then what, what happened to your hand?"

Lu Zhengfan tried to move, but the machine was slow. He took a breath and said, "I didn't feel it just now, but now it hurts. It should be broken."

should?Qian Fan sat over and looked at his hands, they had already started to swell, a certain part looked like a freshly steamed steamed bun, translucent and plump, but purple in color.

Qian Fan got up to get a small basket, sat down again, and took Lu Zhengfan's hand.

Lu Zhengfan watched him skillfully handle it without saying a word.

"Uh... I'm just taking care of it temporarily. Master Lin's people may look for you in the hospital."

Seeing his embarrassment, Lu Zhengfan suddenly became interested, and smiled narrowly: "Are you embarrassed?"

"How could it be?" He lowered his head and bandaged seriously.

"Then why don't you dare look at me?"

"Master, do you need to bandage your face? If necessary, I have a lot of materials here." Qian Fan angrily started to do it, which really hurt Lu Zhengfan.

Of course Lu Zhengfan remembered his previous intention of ignoring some strange emotion, but he thought it was very fun to tease the person in front of him, probably because of the lack of childhood, and the suppressed nature of pretending to be serious for many years suddenly broke free from the cage and gained the upper hand. Opening his mouth, he was addicted: "My face is so pretty, I won't be sad if I don't see you."

"The thick skin is so thick that diamonds can't penetrate it—how can a man say that he is good-looking."

"Isn't it good-looking? All the girls I know secretly say that."

Qian Fan supported his arm with one hand, and wrapped the bandage with the other: "Secretly, how do you know?"

"I know, I invaded their small chat group."

Qian Fan paused, and just about to roll his eyes at him, he saw Lu Zhengfan leaning on the sofa and smiling at him: "Actually, I'm a hacker."

His white shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a strong, muscular chest.There are no muscles arranged like terraced fields in the abdomen, but it is full of strength and temptation.And he leaned lazily, looking at Qianfan from above.The belt buckle reflected the light above his head, he naturally spread his legs apart, and let Qianfan play with his injured arm, how could this posture be seductive?

Qianfan's Adam's apple rolled down, suppressing a certain secret desire in his heart, and said cooperatively, "Actually, Snowden is my uncle."

Lu Zhengfan laughed suddenly, the laughter was clear and not exaggerated.He murmured, "You're so funny."

Qian Fan didn't understand, but he didn't ask, he had to quickly bandage his broken arm, because he felt himself blushing.

After treating the wound simply and quickly, Qianfan looked at the time, it was 10:30 in the evening.He clapped his hands and stood up with the medicine basket in his hands: "I'll call someone to pick you up for you—or are you going to be here tonight?" He paused for a few seconds, but he understood that the second half of the sentence had no reason to ask.They meet by chance, but their identities are very different. No matter how you think about it, you know that the two people live in a parallel world, and there will be no intersection in the future. Today they played the role of helping each other, but tomorrow they should be passers-by.

But why add this sentence?Is it just for the desire that grows secretly in the heart?

Am I short of love?Qian Fan put his things back in place, pretending to look at Lu Zhengfan naturally, waiting for his answer.

"My mobile phone is always with the assistant, I don't have their number." Lu Zhengfan said in a tired voice, leaning on the sofa.

Qianfan looked at him in disbelief, WTF? !no mobile phone?Isn't he a high official?Don't have a cell phone?It's okay, there must be a position on him...

Noticing Qian Fan's gaze wandering over him, Lu Zhengfan made a guess based on the other's expression, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking? I've read too many novels? I don't have high-end electronic products on me."

Qian Fan gritted his teeth in his heart, secretly delighted, and said in a helpless tone: "Well, I'll clean up the next room, and you sleep there tonight."

In the end, it was Qian Fan who was lying on Yu Xiaoyu's bed, and Lu Zhengfan said that he chose between a stranger's room and a strange bed.Before going to bed, Qianfan thought about this garrulous and strange expression.

What does Lu Zhengfan mean?

His biological clock started to feel drowsy at one o'clock in the morning. Today, the drowsiness bug possessed him, and he fell asleep not long after.

The breathing was steady and long, but soon began to be unsteady, and he fell into another dream.

In the dream, he was hugged by someone and sat on that person's lap. He remembered the heartbeat of the thin chest and the strength of the other's arm. It was his brother.His brother gently stroked his chest, coaxed him to sleep, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother is here, he can't take you away."

In a daze, he heard the sound of something hitting the floor, and then the friction sound of that thing dragging across the floor. Although it was not sharp, it was very uncomfortable.His brother's arms tightened and he was picked up with one hand, while the other gripped a piece of firewood.He hung his brother's neck with his hands, and his thin waist with his legs, for fear of falling.

The sound of footsteps and rubbing came gradually, and the voice approached arrogantly with an air of not taking them seriously, and then the dark room suddenly became bright, and the man opened the door with a stick.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and he buried his face in his brother's chest to avoid the sudden light.

"You son of a bitch! Bring your brother here! Or break your legs!" the man said viciously, and strode forward.

Qian Fan only felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears, his brother hugged him to avoid the falling stick, beat the man's legs with firewood not as thick as his arm, and ran out amidst the man's drunken cursing.

His face was pressed against the side of his brother's neck, his eyes staring in horror at the man who was chasing them with a stick behind him.

Third uncle!Is there such an ugly and ferocious person in this world?His face was flushed with excitement and cursing, his open mouth was full of yellow teeth, and he was breathing a stench that could kill a nest of flies.The whites of his eyes are red and bloodshot, when he stares at you, it's like a blood-red net is going to cover you.

Qian Fan became frightened, he hugged his brother tightly and trembled: "Brother, he is here, here he is!"

Before Qianfan woke up, those red eyes were still circling in his mind.Of course he knew that his eyes weren't red, but the redness was amplified by the fear of extinction.

Look at your phone, it's only six o'clock.

So how many hours did this dream last?No, the dream is finished very quickly, and it seems like forever to be stuck in it.

He didn't want to call back the missed call from Yu Xiaoyu, because it was only six o'clock and the dedicated Yu Xiaoyu couldn't wake up his boss.

He lay down for a while, straightened up, found a pair of pants, put them on, and went to his room.

Lu Zhengfan was still sleeping, just as he thought, Lu Zhengfan was sleeping honestly and seriously. "Like a coffin board." Qian Fan thought.He took his keys and wallet and went out to buy breakfast.

When he came back, Lu Zhengfan stood in the living room, looking at his arm.

"How do you feel?" Qian Fan put down such trivial things as mobile phone keys and wallets.

"It feels like the body parts have been reorganized." Lu Zhengfan walked over with his shoulders on his shoulders, and glanced at the food in the transparent plastic bag, "I don't eat leeks."

"Then you can eat steamed buns. I don't know what you eat, so I just bought some."

That's not casual, there are at least ten types.

When Yu Xiaoyu slammed into the door, he saw two people eating sullenly, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"Okay, Xiaofanzi! You brought the man back to spend the night! Whoever said that he could never stand being under the same roof with strangers!"

Do you have the consciousness of being kept... why don't you stay in the golden kennel for three days and run to your kennel?Qian Fan drew three black lines on his face, and looked at Yu Xiaoyu while holding the half-bitten bun.

"Hello, something happened last night, so Qian Fan brought me back. Someone will come to pick me up soon." Lu Zhengfan's tone was calm and smooth, as if he spoke like this to people other than Qian Fan.

Qian Fan clenched his fist and coughed dryly: "Then what, Brother Yu, what did you forget?"

"I'm not here to gossip! Did Master Lin go to the store last night? I heard that Lu Zhengfan also went? Hey, did they bite? Did you see Lu Zhengfan? My boss said that Mr. Lu's looks can fascinate men and women Is it true, old and young? Is it true that people in the shop said that Xiao A was taken away by Lin?——Fan, why are you so stupid and can’t speak? "

"Hi, I'm Lu Zhengfan."

Yu Xiaoyu pointed at the man who introduced himself with her index finger, and asked Qianfan with her eyes. After getting a positive nod, Yu Xiaoyu opened her mouth and let out a cry.Qian Fan wished he could stuff the whole bun in his mouth!

Lost people!