The president is dying every day

Mr. Chang looked at Ren Chuan, young, beautiful, with the vigor of a newborn calf, but different from the last time we met, the bereaved dog at that time was shining like a little prince at this moment.

He remembered the appearance of Ren Chuan when he answered the phone last time, and couldn't help being curious, and asked Ren Chuan, "What's your relationship with Jiang Huan?"

Ren Chuan looked around, afraid that others would hear him, so he stood on tiptoe and approached Mr. Chang's ear, "That's my brother."

Ren Chuan felt that the strength was not enough, and added, "The kind that lives together."

Such a scene fell into Jiang Huan's eyes, and it happened that Ren Chuan tiptoed to ask for a kiss. He only felt a fire from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

He strode forward, pulled Ren Chuan directly behind him, turned around and confronted the man.

Mr. Chang smiled and toasted him, "It's a perfect press conference."

"Mr. Chang." Jiang Huan frowned, "What are you talking to my brother about?"

Mr. Chang took a sip of wine, "A little private topic."

The word "private" directly ignited Jiang Huan. He wanted to drag Ren Chuan away, "There is nothing to talk about."

"Don't!" Ren Chuan didn't want to leave, he held Jiang Huan back, "Brother, listen to me, let me introduce you..."

"There is nothing to introduce!" Jiang Huan interrupted him angrily, "Are you staying with him or following me?"

Ren Chuan didn't understand why Jiang Huan got angry at all, "I..."

Mr. Chang shouted from behind, "Pluto."

Jiang Huan became quiet all of a sudden.

Pluto, his nickname, was also... his nightmare.

"Mr. Ren and I are just friends." Mr. Chang explained, "If you don't trust me, trust Mr. Ren."

The corners of his mouth curled up, "After all, he told me that you are his 'brother' who lives with him."

Ren Chuan also took the opportunity to explain clearly, "I was drunk and collapsed at the door of the club once, Mr. Chang helped me, otherwise I would have frozen to death on the streets of Beijing!"

Jiang Huan remembered that Ren Chuan called him that time and asked him to pick him up at the door of the clubhouse.

He condescendingly nodded to Mr. Chang, "Thank you."

"Since it's Xie..." Mr. Chang looked at Jiang Huan leisurely, "Why didn't you call me uncle?"

"That's not necessary." Jiang Huan said bluntly, "I will return the favor to you."

He pulled Ren Chuan to leave, "See you next time."

Mr. Chang called him from behind, "Pluto!"

Jiang Huan kept walking, turning a deaf ear.

Ren Chuan felt that Jiang Huan was angry, and since the time he met Mr. Chang, his anger has not subsided.

"Brother..." Ren Chuan didn't know what to say, "Your name is... Pluto?"

Jiang Huan gave a nonchalant "hmm".

A voice appeared in his mind, "You are pluto, Pluto, the star farthest from the sun, endless loneliness."

Pluto - the most distant star from the sun in the solar system.

No light could travel 60 billion kilometers to find it, no air, no water, no life.

This is a star abandoned by the gods, exiled and wandering in the darkest depths of the galaxy.

Ren Chuan told him in an excited voice, "My English name is Charon!"

Jiang Huan's footsteps stopped suddenly.

But there is a satellite called Charon, which is only one-fifteenth the distance from the Earth to the Moon from Pluto.

Charon, Charon, the boatman of the ferry, the God of Hades.

In the darkest corners that are beyond the reach of light, 60 billion kilometers away.

Only they depend on each other.

Charon has been accompanying pluto on this icy and arduous journey. In this vast sea of ​​stars, charon is not pluto's ferryman in the underworld.

But pluto's only companion.

There is only one pluto in the universe.

And pluto has only one charon.

At this moment, Jiang Huan no longer felt that his name was Nightmare, he looked at Ren Chuan in disbelief, his voice trembling, "...Charon?"

"It's me!" Ren Chuan opened his arms, and their chests collided, like two small planets meeting.

Jiang Huan strangled Ren Chuan, wanting to break the satellite into dust and blend into his star ring, he put his lips on it, but stopped when he was about to touch it, looked at Ren Chuan, and announced: "I'm going to kiss you."

Ren Chuan's face turned red all of a sudden, he looked to the left and right, the people coming and going on the field, "No...not good..."

Jiang Huan came up shamelessly, "But I just want to kiss you."

He added, "Now."

Ren Chuan pushed him violently, then lifted the curtain, hiding both of them inside.

Jiang Huan hugged his slender waist, and with great strength, the blood all over his body became hot, biting Ren Chuan's lips like a ferocious wolf.

Their bodies were pressed together, their body temperature mingled, and they were inseparable. The tip of their tongues opened their lips and teeth, slipped into their mouths, stirred and rolled up, greedily and endlessly snatching the breath that belonged to each other, and their breathing became scorching hot. A strong stimulus swept everything, making the brain seem to explode.

They hid behind the curtains, moved in secret, abandoned the noise and sensuality, and embraced each other.

Ren Chuan felt satisfied, and he stole the host of the entire banquet.

Hidden in his heart, only belongs to himself.

When the dark clouds and the sun kiss, they turn into flowers all over the ground.

"Bao'er..." Jiang Huan whispered into Ren Chuan's ear, "You are my bowel-piercing medicine, my ecstasy knife..."

"My life will be hooked by you..."

The strength in his hand was too strong, Ren Chuan felt that his waist was about to be broken, he pushed Jiang Huan twice, it felt like he was pushing a wall, but he couldn't move at all.

The lower bodies of the two of them were pressed against each other, rubbing against each other, almost burning out.

Ren Chuan obviously felt that there was a hard object that could not be ignored with scalding heat against him.

Jiang Huan stepped forward viciously, trapping Ren Chuan in a small corner, his lower body moving like a vile and shameless beast.

"Don't..." Ren Chuan panicked completely, he likes Jiang Huan, but he doesn't like being fucked by him, "Go away..."

"Don't move..." Jiang Huan breathed out hot air, "Let me... push me twice..."

Ren Chuan couldn't take it anymore, he seemed to have a high fever that couldn't go away, struggling desperately, in a hurry, he slapped Jiang Huan across the face.

Jiang Huan was stunned.

Ren Chuan was panting heavily, not daring to look at him, suddenly pushed Jiang Huan violently, and then walked away quickly.

He walked in a hurry, rubbing his lips with his hands, never thinking that one day, he would be regarded as a woman by Jiang Huan.

The surging grievance came out again.

He didn't look at the road, and walked on his own head. Just as he rushed out of the elevator, he accidentally bumped into someone's chest.

"Sorry..." Ren Chuan raised his head, but saw a familiar face, "Mr. Chang..."

Mr. Chang held the coat in his hand and looked down at him, "Where are you going, Mr. Ren?"

"I..." Ren Chuan swallowed his saliva, not knowing where he was going, "I don't know..."

Mr. Chang looked at him silently, "Mr. Ren is a ballet dancer, right?"

Ren Chuan was taken aback, "Can you see that?"

"Yeah." Mr. Chang nodded, "Unfortunately, I lived in Russia for a while, so I am quite familiar with ballet."

"I..." Ren Chuan stumbled a little, "This is just a hobby."

Mr. Chang put his hand on his shoulder, "Since Mr. Ren doesn't know where to go, why don't you go home with me and let's talk about ballet together."

Jiang Huan was stunned for a few minutes before he realized that he wanted to catch up, but was stopped by a guest holding a wine glass.

"Sorry." He perfunctorily walked through the crowd, looking for Ren Chuan everywhere, but just disappeared.

He chased to the front desk of the hotel, "Did you see a gentleman wearing the same suit as me walking out? Where did he go?"

The front desk answered him, "The gentleman got into a car."

Jiang Huan frowned, Ren Chuan came in his car, and he didn't drive, so whose car did he get in?

"I want to adjust the monitoring." Jiang Huan demanded forcefully, "My brother is lost."

It took more than half an hour before the hotel showed him the surveillance camera, which showed that Ren Chuan boarded an Aston Martin, and the license plate showed that it was a Beijing local car.

According to the license plate tracing, this car belonged to a car rental company. Under Jiang Huan's tough attitude, the car company informed that the owner of this car was Chang Wenshan, Mr. Chang.

Jiang Huan immediately clenched his fist, and the back of his hand was stretched with blue veins.

An hour and a half wasted, back and forth, an hour and a half, anything could happen.

He started his own Bugatti Veyron, and at the same time called Mr. Chang without a single word of greeting, "Where are you?"

Mr. Chang's voice was very cold, "At home."

"Let me tell you—" Jiang Huan kicked the accelerator, and the Bugatti Veyron rushed out like a rampaging beast, "Don't touch him——!"

"Pluto." Mr. Chang's voice sounded tepid, "You have misunderstood me."

"Bullshit misunderstanding." Jiang Huan was furious, "I warn you not to call me by that name!"

He hung up the phone, threw it on the co-pilot, held the steering wheel with both hands and turned it violently, and the Bugatti Veyron followed by a tail drift.

He knew Mr. Chang's address, because when he returned to China, he had invited him, saying that he wanted to catch up with his uncle and nephew.

Unlike those elites, Mr. Chang is a bit old-fashioned, and he loves nature and scenery more. His villa is built in the mountains, isolated from the noise and bustle, and looks more like a temple, with bells ringing and fireworks floating.

The bodyguards patrolled 24 hours a day, and surveillance cameras were installed in every corner. It was so heavily guarded that Ren Chuan couldn't escape at all.

Jiang Huan left the car at the door and strode in. The housekeeper trotted behind him, shouting, "Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang!"

He kicked open the gate of the villa, walked into the lobby, and shouted loudly, "Chang Wenshan! Come out!"

Mr. Chang came downstairs in a suit and vest, with a glass of red wine in his hand. Seeing him, he couldn't help frowning, "Pluto, how is your demeanor?"

"Hand over the man." Jiang Huan had no time to chat with him, "Where is the man!"

"Oh?" Mr. Chang raised his eyebrows, "So nervous? Who is he to you?"

"Can't you see it?" Jiang Huan stepped forward and confronted him like a beast, with fury suppressed between his brows, "That's the person I hold in my hand and protect on the tip of my heart. I want to spend my whole life together and grow old together !"

Mr. Chang took a sip of the red wine, "You really don't take the family rules seriously."

"Don't give me such nonsense!" Jiang Huan roared angrily, "Who are you!"

Mr. Chang looked at him intently, "What will happen if I don't give it to you?"

Jiang Huan didn't even look at it, and threw a punch straight at Mr. Chang's jaw.

Mr. Chang raised his arm to block it, and the red wine glass fell to the ground, shattered, and the wine spilled.

"I did invite Mr. Ren to come back and enjoy the ballet together." Mr. Chang took the time to straighten his cuffs, "but he didn't agree."

Jiang Huan was stunned instead.

"He told me that he wanted to go home." Mr. Chang looked at Jiang Huan with a smile in his eyes, "To wait for you."

This time it was Jiang Huan who didn't expect that he offended Ren Chuan and insulted him, but his Bao'er was the sparrow returning to the nest, and wherever he flew, he never forgot his home.

Mr. Chang snorted, "I got angry at the crown——"

Jiang Huan said goodbye stepping on the liquor all over the floor, "—for the beauty."