Mr. Fu's abusive lover

The day Fu Yucheng came home, Chen Chen was released from the ban.

Illuminated by the dim bedside lamp, there was madness in his eyes that had nowhere to vent.

Fu Yucheng sat on the edge of the bed covered in wind and frost, and covered Chen Chen with a quilt: "Chenchen, I know you feel bad, and I will make it up to you when this matter is over."

Chen Chen turned around. He had just woken up, his eyes were still full of sleepiness, and his voice was hoarse: "How do you make it up to me? Are you going to die?"

The chill in the whole body has not subsided, slowly spreading to the entire bedroom.

The air was frozen and cracked, and then fell into silence.

"If I die, who do you want to take care of you? Huh?" Fu Yucheng looked at him with the corner of his mouth hooked: "Could it be my uncle?"

Chen Chen felt drowsy, and pulled up the quilt: "It's boring for you to do this. I'm really tired of you, and sometimes I really want to die when I see you."

Fu Yucheng smiled lowly, his voice was magnetic and hoarse: "Then I will accompany you, we will be buried together, and then we will always be entangled together."

"Forget it, it's really bad luck, I have to take good care of my body, and wait until you die."

There was no sound above his head, and a shadow fell. Fu Yucheng slowly got up, knelt on the bed, and then bent down and pressed on Chen Chen's body.

Chen Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at him full of hatred: "Get out of here."

Fu Yucheng stared at him like crazy, and couldn't help touching Chen Chen's cheek: "Where did you hide the old Chenchen? I love him very much, please return it to me."

Chen Chen sneered, enduring the weight on his body: "I was killed by you a long time ago, should I return the ashes to you?"

Fu Yucheng's heart was in severe pain, tearing the fragile nerves, and finally split one by one.

He slowly fit Chen Chen's body together without leaving a single gap.

I thought it would be closer.

Fu Yucheng put his head on Chen Chen's neck, opened his mouth to bite a small piece of tender meat, and nibbled like venting hatred: "Don't be like this, Chen Chen, I love you, you are the one I love the most, you can't treat me like this."

There was pain in his neck, and then the quilt on his body was slowly pushed away, Fu Yucheng's hands were down, and he unbuttoned him: "You have to be mine, Chenchen, if I can't get you, then I'll go and get you." Hell with you, don't force me to do something extreme."

Chen Chen showed a large white chest, the previous bruises had completely faded, and the well-organized belly of the young man without a trace of flesh was exposed in front of Fu Yucheng.

Fu Yucheng's obsessive kiss was on the thin waist that he had missed for a long time, and the young man's heaving chest.

The beautiful body is reflected in the light, moistening one piece.

Worship, indulge.

"Did you really think?" Chen Chen looked at the ceiling, endured the dense kisses on his body, took out the fruit knife that had been hidden under the pillow, and stabbed the man's back fiercely.

The harder he used his hands, the harder the smile on his face: "What I said was really a joke!"

The movements on his body stopped suddenly, and then he lost his strength in an instant.

The room was filled with only the panting sounds of the two people, and there was a faint smell of blood.

In the end, the quilt was soaked in blood, and a large area of ​​red began to fill his sight. Panting, Chen Chen pushed Fu Yucheng to the ground.

He got out of bed to get dressed, stomped on Fu Yucheng's foot indifferently, without any effort: "Then you go to die, I'd rather go to jail than get entangled with a filthy person like you."

Fu Yucheng's consciousness was a little fuzzy, he might have reached the shock period, he couldn't feel the pain, and then stretched his body little by little on the ground.

Surprisingly, he was laughing, trembling with laughter: "Actually, I always knew that there was a knife under your pillow. I want to try it out. Did the knife end up in my limbs or in my vital parts?" ".

He closed his eyes and said weakly: "Sure enough, I won the bet, you want me to die."

Chen Chen sneered: "Crazy", he walked out without hesitation.

Fu Yucheng was found and sent to the hospital a few minutes later. The villa was in chaos. The bodyguards wrapped Fu Yucheng tightly in the quilt and gently moved him into the car.

The strong smell of blood wafted into the living room, making people feel uncomfortable.

Chen Chen sat on the sofa, covered his feet with a soft blanket, and read without being disturbed at all.

"Chen Chen", Fu Yucheng shouted vaguely, the blood all over his body made him colder and colder.

In the end, the voice was weak and breathless.

Chen Chen glanced lightly, turning a blind eye to everything in a panic, and didn't give him a word of concern until the end.

The lazy chair was on the sofa, as if it wasn't him who was shouting from the beginning to the end.

When Fu Yucheng's life was in danger, he didn't forget to keep someone in the villa to watch over Chen Chen, so as not to let him escape, Chen Chen laughed at this.

Should he be allowed to stab him a second time?

In the shabby rental house, Gu Hanyu was sitting on a wooden chair that was tight enough for a person. There was a person standing in front of him. He fanned the air with his hands with some distaste: "How long has it been since you guys took a shower? It stinks."

Chen Heng sneered: "Being poor is better than being a bitch, don't you think so? Young Master!"

He used to be considered a delicate young master in City A. Even after he fell into poverty, he was taken care of by Chen Zhanxue. Except for the difficult living conditions, he basically didn't do any heavy physical dirty work. Naturally, he couldn't bear the ridicule of others.

Gu Hanyu's face flushed and turned pale, but he also knew that he still had cards in his hand, and the two of them couldn't touch him.

So he slapped the table hard, got up and walked out: "The bitch still knows how to take a bath, and the stinky beggar may only attract flies."

"you……"

A shadow covered it, and Chen Zhanxue stood in front of him, preventing Chen Heng from opening his mouth: "Stop, young master".

Gu Hanyu had a stinky face, and took a step back in disgust: "You have to be clear, you are the ones who are begging me, so you have to show a begging attitude. I don't like talking to stinky flies that buzz around."

Chen Heng was angry: "Now they are all grasshoppers on the same rope, don't be shameless!"

"Shut up!" Chen Zhanxue reprimanded him angrily, "How did I tell you before!"

With a gloomy face, Chen Heng kicked over the table and walked out the door.

"You don't mind." Chen Zhanxue's smile deepened a lot: "He is not sensible, I apologize to you."

The young master raised his eyebrows, turned around and sat down: "Damn bastard".

He didn't see Chen Zhanxue's cold face like a ghost when he turned around.

He was beaten up by Chen Chen two days ago, and he was in pain until yesterday when he was discharged from the hospital.As Chen Chen said, Fu Yucheng didn't give him any explanation.Gu Hanyu had nowhere to vent his anger, so he just sent a punching bag today.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" The young master felt that he was superior to others, and he was very angry, so he asked with a smile.

Until it got dark, the lights in the house were always on, and there was a huge conspiracy hidden.

The young master went out happily, but he never expected to be followed by a black shadow behind him.

City A has been in the freezing cold winter. At one o'clock in the morning, Fu Niansheng is still in the office.

There is a strong smell of smoke around me, and the people around me can't bear the sleepiness, so they smoke to refresh themselves.

The plan has reached the final step, everyone is exhausted with relief, but Fu Niansheng is still frowning.

Halfway through the meeting, the phone rang.

Fu Niansheng picked up his phone, said "Sorry, let's take a 10-minute rest first", got up and walked to the corner of the corridor.

A soft and waxy voice came from the phone, and the person over there was sniffling: "Papa, I miss you."

The surrounding area was dark, and Fu Niansheng's face could not be seen clearly.He was exhausted, but he had to soften his voice.

"Xiao Xi is good, wait for Dad for another week, okay?"

Fu Xiaoxi's tears fell on the quilt, biting her lips to keep herself from crying, she wiped her eyes with her hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Then can you let the second father come to accompany me, I'm afraid."

Silence lingered, Fu Niansheng put one hand in his pocket, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Dad also wants your second dad to accompany him. He has gone to class like you, and he won't be back until next week."

Fu Xiaoxi sobbed aggrievedly.

Having not seen each other for a few weeks, Fu Niansheng feels distressed for such a small child to be raised alone at a friend's house, but he has to do so.

"Wait until next week," Fu Niansheng said softly, "Shall we accompany you together?"

It took Fu Xiaoxi a long time to wipe away her tears, said "um", and said, "I'm good, papa is busy, I'm going to bed."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Niansheng stayed in the dark for a few more minutes before walking into the office.

After being sent to the hospital, Fu Yucheng's condition worsened, and he was directly pushed into the ICU after surgery.

When he first got on the operating table, his eyes were dazed in a daze, dazzled by the lights above his head, and as the anesthetic was pushed into his blood vessels, he slowly fell asleep.

Had a dream, a mess.

For a while, his mother with a resentful face when he was young accused Fu Nianhua of his evil deeds, and for a while, Chen Chen, who was in college, stabbed him several times with scarlet eyes.

During this period, I faintly heard the doctor say that he had lost too much blood, and bags of blood were transfused into his blood vessels.

Fu Yucheng paled and thought, if he changed this blood, he would no longer be so dirty, and Chen Chen would be able to accept him.

Finally, in his dream, he saw Fu Nianhua sinking in hell, with his face twisted in the dark and surging sea of ​​flames, his withered arms trying to pull him down, with his twisted face and a smile: "Fu Yucheng, I want your life!"

Eyes opened suddenly, Fu Yucheng broke out in cold sweat.

Headache, back pain, and everything in my body hurts like being crushed.

Fu Yucheng turned sideways, but he had no strength to move.

The bodyguard stepped forward, shouted "wake up" in surprise, and went to the doctor.

Fu Yucheng opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Chenchen..."

The bodyguard understood what Fu Yucheng meant, and said hesitantly, "He hasn't been here."

Fu Yucheng closed his eyes and vented his strength.

He made a wrong bet this time. He would have thought that he would at least take a look at his embarrassment, and then say "relieve the hatred" to him arrogantly.

But he didn't expect that he didn't even bother to look at it. It didn't matter to him whether he was dead or alive.

Chen Chen stayed in the villa for another week, but he never thought that Fu Yucheng would be discharged from the hospital so soon.

It's just that Fu Yucheng's face was extremely pale when he came back, and his footsteps were a little flimsy. It seemed that the wound on his back hadn't healed yet, so he was helped in by someone.