I regret the one who agreed to live broadcast [Quick Transmigration]

The Meng family villa was brightly lit for several days and nights. As a loyal dog, Zhang Fang looked sad, worried about the strange state of his boss---

In the dark projection room, Meng Zeru was watching gay movies again with a blank expression.

The high-definition playback screens covering one wall are intertwined with light and shadow, and the blockbuster action movies without mosaics are staged heartily, and Meng Zeru is like an old monk in meditation, and the cadence of "ummmahahah" did not make him feel the slightest wave.

His boss is broken.

Zhang Fang thought distraughtly.

A month ago, after Meng Zeru came back from the hospital, he ordered someone to take Meng Kainan out of prison to manage the company, then convened the board of directors and threw out several planning papers to disperse his power, and finally announced that he would take a long vacation with unlimited vacation extend.

After all, the matter of foreign businessmen in Myanmar has affected the normal operation of Meng's. In addition, after the media exposure, there has been a lot of speculation in all walks of life. Meng Zeru has inevitably stood at the center of public opinion, and Meng's has to accept investigations from various aspects. The pressure is not one little bit.

So most people think that the boss is depressed because of this setback, but Zhang Fang knows the truth: You stupid humans, the boss is depressed, it is actually because of loss!love!up!

After dealing with the company's affairs, Meng Zeru, who returned to the villa, suffered from a serious illness. After recovering, he became obsessed and watched gay movies day and night, scaring away three nannies and two cooks one after another.

Naturally, Zhang Fang couldn't let his boss wither away, so he secretly consulted Fu Lin, the most famous psychiatrist in country a.But the doctor said that it cannot be judged accurately based on the description alone, and an in-person consultation is necessary.Zhang Fang risked his life, gritted his teeth and agreed.

There was noise outside the villa, Zhang Fang glanced at Meng Zeru worriedly, and went out to meet the legendary savior.

At the same time, the flashing images on the screen made Meng Zeru's eyes sore, his body was already stiff, but he just couldn't stop and take a rest.

He was looking for a familiar pleasure, trying to wake up the sleeping little thing in his crotch through a strong visual impact.

But it turned out that he couldn't be tough anymore.

Meng Zeru has been a rational to scary person since he was a child.Even for Meng Xixi, the switch from the initial imperative to the current voluntary letting go is a decision he made after careful consideration and careful consideration of the pros and cons.

Neither of the two parties suffered a disadvantage, as if they just suddenly lost the foothold of many years of obsession, except for a little loss in their hearts, it was obviously a perfect ending.

He thinks he thinks so.

But his body betrayed him openly.

Now that such a shameful question has appeared, it annoys Meng Boss, who is an attacker.

He was like a child who got into the horns of a bull and was trapped inside and couldn't get out.

The door of the screening room was knocked lightly a few times suddenly, Meng Zeru's eyes moved, but he still chose to remain silent.

The man knocked a few more times persistently and saw no one answered, so he opened the door and barged in. With a soft "snap", the lights in the projection room were turned on, and the whole room was as bright as day.

Subconsciously, Meng Ze raised his hand and closed his eyes, his brows furrowed into an irritable pit, and his pale and thin profile showed a stubborn arc.

"Boss Meng, are you safe?"

The man's voice is elegant and low, with a slight upturn at the end.

This made Meng Ze in a daze feel like a jolt.

He didn't care about the discomfort of his eyes, and looked up at the person coming in a little embarrassment.

This person who once left the only stain in his life, dare to appear in front of him?

The man who stared at Meng Zeru was tall, his hair was combed meticulously, and his straight and sharp facial features gave people a sense of oppression that could not be ignored, but his eyes were gentle at this time, as if he was looking at his long-lost lover.

The last trace of blood on Meng Zeru's face faded completely. He stood up in a hurry, leaning his hands on the wall and said angrily, "Who allowed you to come in? Get out of here!"

These words seem to be quite imposing, but the actual effect is very mediocre. After all, Mr. Meng has recently suffered from kidney deficiency and impotence, and his confidence is not very strong.

The smile in Fu Lin's eyes deepened. He took off his open coat without hesitation, and loosened his tie with one hand: "Class representative, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so fierce to me."

As soon as Meng Zeru heard the word "class representative", he completely exploded. The unbearable memories of the past completely crushed his spirit on the verge of collapse. With red eyes, he pushed and shoved the man's strong body, and shouted like losing his mind.

Fu Lin restrained his smile and let him vent, but Meng Zeru's body was already weak, and he collapsed into the man's embrace after a while.

Many years ago, when Meng Zeru was still a junior high school student, he liked to wear a small snow-white shirt and shiny leather shoes, like a precious and glamorous flower of Gaoling, and he was unsmiling to his classmates.

And Fu Lin was his deskmate.

Fu Lin was a wild and unrestrained master since he was a child. Every day he sat next to Meng Zeru with the smell of sweat from the football field, and sometimes wiped the hot sweat on Meng Zeru's body deliberately.

The two people's personalities are very different, and they hate each other terribly.

Meng Zeru was good at both learning and learning from a young age. Although he was very reluctant as a representative of the mathematics class, he still patiently went to the football field to find Fu Lin for homework.That day, Fu Lin and others were playing with other classes. They were interrupted midway and lost the ball by a strange coincidence. After all, it was a child's heart, both middle school and holding grudges, so Fu Lin and the others tied Meng Zeru to the goal post while school was over. .

Fu Lin not only took off Meng Zeru's pants, but also flicked the soft and cute little cucumber with his hand extremely badly: "Class representative, don't worry about my homework from now on, remember?"

From then on, Meng Zeru found that he had no feelings for girls, and while having sexual dreams about Fu Lin, he became completely gay.Fu Lin's evil face cast a deep shadow in his heart, as long as he remembered what happened that day, his little brother would not be very easy to handle.

This may be the source of all evils behind his gloomy personality and methods.

But now it's worse, it's completely wilted.

Meng Zeru was weak and weak, and his mood became more and more depressed.

Fu Lin, who had been focusing on the other person's small expression, showed a slight smile, his warm palms cruising in Meng Zeru's soft hair, and suddenly bent down to hug him by the waist, his chin stretched into an irresistible arc.

Meng Zeru didn't struggle, and closed his eyelids lazily, "Fu Lin, I don't need psychological counseling, you can go."

The two haven't seen each other since they graduated from junior high school. Later, Meng Zeru accidentally heard that the former bully at the same table turned out to be a psychiatrist!Could it be any more unreliable? !

Fu Lin carried him into the bathroom without haste, and while putting on hot water, he said, "I'm right that I can't get an erection for a long time due to mental depression."

Meng Zeru had already escaped from the anger when he saw this person for the first time, and he didn't care much about being exposed at this time, so he said slowly, "So what?"

Fu Lin snorted softly, pushed Meng Zeru's shoulders to let him sit in the bathtub, and washed his hair, "It's nothing, I just want to heal you."

With deep sarcasm, "It's up to you" blurted out, and Meng Zeru's mouth was blocked.

The extremely intimidating kiss came unexpectedly, Meng Zeru was stunned for a moment, and then struggled violently.

The naked beauty resisted stubbornly, and Xiangxiang's soft mouth let out a "woo-woo" sound. This lively and fragrant scene made Fu Lin's eyes darken and his breathing intensified.

The water in the bath splashed all over the floor, and Fu Lin's white shirt was soaked, revealing his beautiful and sexy muscles.

After the kiss was over, Meng Zeru shouted out of breath, "Are you crazy?"

Fu Lin looked at him quietly: "Do you feel it?"

Meng Zeru found it unbelievable, as if watching a ridiculous joke: "I hope you disappear before my eyes immediately!"

The first meeting between the two after many years ended with Fu Lin being asked to leave by the security guard after playing hooligans again and again.

In the next few days, Meng Zeru's situation improved, and the viewing of gay movies was reduced from 24 hours to 12 hours.He used the rest of his time to do one thing: "Kick that psychiatrist out of Country A!... There's no need to kill him, since the Meng family is going to be cleansed, why kill anyone?"

Just when Zhang Fang was worried about Dr. Fu Lin, Fu Lin appeared in Meng's villa again.

As head chef.

Fu Lin came out of the kitchen with a smile, and drove the idlers out like a hostess. He lowered his head and kissed Mr. Meng's twitching eyes: "Master, let me serve you for breakfast."

If these words came from a rabbit-eared young man, Meng Zeru might give him a straight look, but now it comes from a man who is taller and stronger than himself, and he feels a little nauseated.

As soon as the spoon in Fu Lin's hand was brought to Meng Zeru's lips, Boss Meng retched a few times expressionlessly, and then blinked innocently and said, "Sorry, Chef Fu, I smelled the smell of that soup. It tastes disgusting."

The man looked at the childish performance of the other party with great interest, and said after a while, "What about me? Does it smell disgusting to me?"

Still not giving Meng Zeru time to answer, Fu Lin roughly pressed Meng Zeru on his back on the dining table, unshakable like a copper wall.He took a sip of the soup from the bowl, squeezed Meng Zeru's mouth open, and handed it to him mouth to mouth.

The delicate and mellow soup dripped across Meng Zeru's lips and flowed into the esophagus, and the man's powerful and domineering breath also invaded Meng Zeru's body.

The knives, forks, bowls and chopsticks were smashed to pieces. Meng Zeru was unable to move in a shameful posture. His body reacted inexplicably. The familiar feeling made the corners of his eyes flush...

He turned out to be hard.

Of course Fu Lin also noticed this. He stood up, stroked Meng Zeru's shiny lips with his fingers, and smiled viciously: "Representative, you are really a masochist."

The deepest hidden secret was exposed to the sun, and Meng Zeru said embarrassingly and angrily: "I am not."

Fu Lin did not emphasize again, and gracefully began to analyze the other party's heart: "Since that incident, you have become a gay who enjoys sexual abuse, just because your self-esteem and superior status make you unable to bear yourself being treated like that, so Through long-term psychological suggestion, you have adjusted your pleasure of being abused to gain pleasure by abusing others. You get pleasure from tormenting Meng Xixi. This kind of success makes you excited, but Meng Xixi finally abandons you. This blow makes you The psychological mechanisms built up over the years also collapse.”

Fu Lin stared at Meng Zeru condescendingly, his eyes were extremely pitiful: "The result of the destruction of the psychological mechanism is that you have regained the physique of a masochist, and the crazy actions these days are also to rebuild a new set of psychological mechanisms. Is it right?"

Meng Zeru felt humiliated, but his body was becoming more and more excited. This kind of self made him feel broken, and two lines of tears flowed down without warning.

He felt very tired, he had nothing to do with himself, his face was disgraced and ashamed in front of this man, he felt that he had failed terribly.

The suppressed tears gradually turned into low sobs, and he didn't know what to do.

Fu Lin stared at the two flashes of water and felt pain in his heart. He gently hugged him into his arms, patted him on the shoulder like coaxing a child, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's nothing."

Meng Zeru: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Fu Lin smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to comfort his lover with a kiss: "This is my fault, of course I will bear it."

Meng Zeru: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Fu Lin was about to be laughed at by the other party, so he hugged her on his lap and sat down facing each other, pretending to be vicious and said, "Cry again...I'll fuck you to death right now!"

Absolute dominance is the best way to sanction a masochist. Sure enough, Meng Zeru raised his head from sobbing, his two evil eyes were glistening, and his red lips were pursed vigilantly. .

The two were silent for a while, and Meng Zeru accepted the reality before him, and asked hoarsely, "Then what are you going to do now?"

Fu Lin raised the corners of his mouth successfully, and said in a leisurely manner, "Forcibly stay by your side, completely destroy that layer of proud and gorgeous coat, and then ruthlessly trample until you completely surrender to me."

Meng Zeru: "..."

Fu Lin's mobility is very strong, and he carried the person to the bedroom in the next second to carry out a great cause that can cure patients.

Three more days have passed since the days of so many tricks.

Three days later, Meng Zeru was finally allowed to put on the pants he hadn't seen for a long time and go downstairs for a walk.

Engineering renovations are being carried out outside the villa, and Zhang Fang is staring at the workers building a small fountain in disgrace.

Seeing the boss he hadn't seen for a long time, Zhang Fang almost didn't cry.

Under the warm sunshine, although Meng Zeru was still pale, he was in good spirits, and the ashes between his brows had disappeared.

Doctor Fu is fucking Hua Tuo alive!

Meng Zeru raised his eyebrows strangely: "Who allowed you to start the construction?"

Zhang Fang was in a trance: "Ah...it's Dr. Fu."

Meng Zeru's face darkened, and his tone was dangerous: "Zhang Fang, don't you want to work with me?"

Just when Zhang Fang was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, Fu Lin appeared like a savior who fell from the sky.

Zhang Fang yelled aggrievedly: "Doctor Fu..."

Fu Lin came here directly after get off work from the hospital, and was a little lost in the way he was staring at Meng Zeru in the dark just now.

The person he missed day and night stood proudly in the sun, his gestures were his favorite.They were finally tied together again, from the [-]th line when they were young to the intimacy on the big bed.

Precious.

Fu Lin only had these four words in his heart.

He went straight to Meng Zeru, and explained gently: "From a distance, this villa looks like a ghost house. I let them transform it into a garden style, and planting some flowers and plants will also help you relieve your negative emotions."

Meng Zeru glanced at Zhang Fang coldly, and then looked at Fu Lin with even colder eyes: "Doctor Fu's psychological quality is really excellent. He dares to point fingers at my place even though he is under my care? Do you want to lose face?"

Fu Lin was not angry at all. He held Meng Zeru's shoulders and led him to the bedroom, while saying solemnly: "You only need to take care of my material, and I not only need to take care of your body, but I also have to take care of you. In my heart, speaking of it, you should pay me back."

Meng Zeru lowered his eyes and smiled, but soon became noble and glamorous with a straight face.

No matter how hidden his mood swings were, he couldn't escape the sharp eyes of a professional. Fu Lin laughed out in a good mood when he saw that this person had been nourished by him recently.

Meng Zeru said with a cold face, "What are you laughing at?"

Fu Lin rolled his Adam's apple, picked him up and threw him on the bed, and bit his lip meanly: "Stop pretending, I know you like me."

Meng Zeru blushed: "No."

Fu Lin leaned down and kissed the other person's forehead: "I like you too, this deal is a win-win for both of us."

Volume [-] Treasure Chest of the End Times