obedient lover

"It's so urgent, is it the company's business?" An Nuo raised his eyes and looked at Zhuo Fan. He knew that he asked too much, so he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Well." Zhuo Fan responded lightly, he put on his seat belt and started the car.

An Nuo sighed deeply, and turned his head to look out the window.He didn't make a sound to remind him that today is the weekend.

Maybe it's time to go back, to see if Li Feng has replied to his message.

Go back and verify your guess.

Go back and find out who that person named "Eucalyptus" is, and Zhuo Fan can be called away with one phone call, and Zhuo Fan's mood can be changed from dark clouds to clear skies with one phone call.

"You owe me a meal." An Nuo pretended to be relaxed, but the haze in his eyes was so thick that he could hardly melt away.But he had to hide it, because Zhuo Fan didn't like him at all when he was angry.

"Repay you when you have time." It can be seen that Zhuo Fan is in a good mood now, and he even has time to realize that An Nuo is so obedient.I won't ask too many questions, let alone quarrel with him, so don't worry.So he raised his hand and rubbed An Nuo's head as if to reward him.

An Nuo lowered his eyes, and said in a regretful and helpless tone: "You have been very busy, what if you don't make it?"

Zhuo Fan stepped on the accelerator: "It's fine if you don't go up."

"Oh." An Nuo laughed, "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhuo, who has always kept his promises, would learn to cheat people. I'm not your client, so you can just be so casual."

Zhuo Fan heard the words, a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he answered him again: "Yeah."

Zhuo Fan sent An Nuo home, told the bodyguards guarding the door a few words, and drove away.

An Nuo leaned against the door, watching Zhuo Fan's car leave in the same direction, frowning slightly.

The saddest part of life and love is not the terrible ordeals you are going through now, but the scars already, but you are so confused that you can't figure out the future.

He turned around and went upstairs, instead of looking through the cell phone under the drawer in a hurry, he took out his diary and recorded his mood habitually.

"On May 2015, 9, the weather was fine

He touched my head today, he was pitying me.

What I was looking forward to at first, now I think it is very ironic. "

Afterwards, An Nuo closed the diary, leaned on the window edge and took a few deep breaths, before mustering up the courage to squat down and take out the cell phone hidden under the book.

People are often like this, they clearly have the answer in their hearts, but they still have to verify it over and over again by deceiving themselves.As a result, instead of proving an unexpected ending, it further deepened my disappointment.Call it, asking for trouble.

Li Feng's message was sent a few hours ago, and the latest one is: "An Nuo, I'll wait for your reply."

It doesn't look very optimistic.

Because Li Feng always likes to tease him, when he talks seriously, there is basically nothing good.

So An Nuo flipped through the news, and took the photos sent by Li Feng, the video clipped from the surveillance, and the basic information about Xia An into his eyes bit by bit.

At first, An Nuo could calmly ponder the relationship between Zhuo Fan and Xia An, but after seeing the photo of Zhuo Fan opening the passenger seat for Xia An, his hand holding the phone became more and more forceful, and his joints became more and more painful. But it was pale and trembling extremely violently.

How did Zhuo Fan behave when he asked himself to get off the car?

He kicked his car door with his foot, his face full of impatience.

This difference in attitude... is not so big...

As far as Zhuo Fan's manic and ruthless temperament, if he didn't really care, he would never bend down to do this kind of thing for others...

There is no need to guess about the relationship between Zhuo Fan and Xia An, because An Nuo then saw the surveillance video of Zhuo Fan holding Xia An in his arms.

An Nuo pressed the pause button, and after observing again and again, he found that the upward arc of Zhuo Fan's lips was indeed a smile.

In order to calm himself down, to prevent his eye sockets from getting redder, and to make his consciousness clearer, An Nuo slammed the phone on the bed, rushed to the sink, turned on the faucet, and picked it up with his hands over and over again. The water patted his face.

Cold, piercingly cold...

This Xia Yu's "July" looks the same as the "July" on Zhuo Fan's mobile phone in the movie theater today.

So the person sitting in the passenger seat is Xia An, the perfume smell in the air is Xia An, and it is Xia An who called Zhuo Fan away with a phone call, and instantly made Zhuo Fan feel so good that he was suddenly considerate and pitiful, and rewarded himself with a little touch What I touched was Xia Eucalyptus.

I couldn't even get a smile from Zhuo Fan, and Xia An, a person who came out of nowhere, could easily lean on Zhuo Fan's chest and enjoy Zhuo Fan's intimacy...

How long have you lied to yourself?

The act of jumping into Zhuo Fan's arms is so familiar, it's not the first time...

I just realized something was wrong today...

So last night, the "An'an" Zhuo Fan called, and the "An'an" who made him cry instantly, which one is it?The "eucalyptus" of Xia An, or the "an" of An Nuo?

A little further, where did Zhuo Fan sleep when he didn't return all night?Where is Xia An?

"How can you disgust me like this..." An Nuo supported the sink with both hands, and slowly raised his head.He looked at himself in the mirror, whose hair was dripping desperately on his forehead, his eyes were scarlet.

At this moment, An Nuo felt that he was extremely embarrassed and despicable, even looking at it made him feel sick.

Then in the next second, he felt a tumbling in his stomach, and before rushing to the bathroom with his mouth covered, he vomited out at the sink.

I vomited most of the milk I drank two hours ago.The stomach is empty, and so is the heart.

He wiped his face and walked back to his bedroom leaning on the wall.

There is a saying that what is long is suffering, and what is short is life.

He is 26 years old this year, and was 12 years old when he was brought back to Xie's house. Since then, he has started a weary life of competing with Xie Songming for secrets.

The old man of the Xie family wanted to hollow out his talent, Xie Song's mother suppressed and satirized him in every possible way, and Xie Song himself played tricks on him behind his back, everything made him breathless.

When he met Zhuo Fan, he was 22 years old.They got along happily for more than half a year, and then they were kicked away by Zhuo Fan and kept as pets for three years.

There are only a handful of his happiness in life, he thought he could climb out of the mud, he thought he could...

"For nearly 95 days, 3904 hours, [-] seconds, I have been living for you...with all my heart and soul, and even painstaking efforts..." A sarcastic smile flashed across his face. "Unexpectedly, the loss was heavy."

An Nuo shook his head slightly, staring at his diary, which recorded his investment in Zhuo Fan day after day with his youth and full of expectations.

He has invested too much, and has already let his heart step into the bottomless abyss, but he wants to get out of a promising future.If you let go now, it will really be a waste of time, and you will be exhausted.

So Zhuo Fan is his, and it can only be his...

After sitting in the bedroom for almost three hours, An Nuo finally calmed down and stood up.He went downstairs to the refrigerator and pulled out a few cans of cold beer.

During lunch time, Zhuo Fan ran away with someone, probably to pick up the person named Xia An for dinner.

What are they doing at this point in time?

shop?See a movie?Or a hotel...

"Master An, Master Zhuo told us not to let you drink alcohol." Seeing An Nuo's actions, the butler stepped forward to block his way.

"I don't drink it, I use it to make beer duck." Anoben raised his lowered head slowly, and he replied with a polite smile, "Brother Fan likes alcohol with a stronger taste, so I bought two more cans .Duck meat is not easy to cook, so it has to be cooked in advance.”

"I see." The butler withdrew his hand blocking the way and made way for An Nuo, "Thank you, Master An."

"It's not hard work, it's my honor to make Brother Fan like it." An Nuo left these words, walked into the kitchen with a beer and closed the door.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and as usual, the aunts will come into the kitchen to help him in an hour.

An Nuo opened the beer can and poured a sip into his mouth.