Blooming on the ground

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Fang Mufeng finished his acting class that day, and asked Liu Luming, the teacher of the class, a few questions.As soon as she showed up in the corridor, Luo Tian immediately came over: "Mu Feng, Sister Lan is waiting for you in the office, you should go."

Fang Mufeng hummed, and was not in a hurry to find Sheng Lan, but pinched Luo Tianxia's chin and turned to the side, asking him what happened to the injury on his face.

Luo Tianben deliberately concealed it, but he didn't escape Fang Mufeng's fiery eyes. He squeezed out a smile, quickly said that he was fine, and told him to go to Sister Lan quickly.

"Go to the infirmary and get some ointment to apply. I'll find you later." Fang Mufeng instructed, then turned and walked to Sheng Lan's office.

The door of the office was not completely closed, and when it was opened slightly, Sheng Lan's voice could be heard, as if talking to someone on the phone.

Fang Mufeng put his hand on the doorknob and was about to close the door when he heard Sheng Lan call Huan Chao, and then said that Mufeng's mother had just come to the company to make trouble again, and she found Fang Mufeng helping silently behind her back, so she put the All the money was returned, and he claimed that he would not accept any help from Fang Mufeng. From now on, his mother and son will no longer have any relationship...

Fang Mufeng didn't listen, pushed open the door, stood by the door and called "Sister Lan".

Sheng Lan exchanged glances with him, and met the person on the other end of the phone in front of him: "Mu Feng is here, I'll tell him first."

"Did you hear everything just now?" After hanging up the phone, Sheng Lan asked him straight to the point.

Fang Mufeng only asked: "The injury on Lao Luo's face is because of her?"

Sheng Lan nodded slightly: "She was a little emotional, and Luo Tian took a hit."

Fang Mufeng could probably imagine the scene at that time, and fell silent.

Sheng Lan observed his expression, and asked again: "Do you have anything else to know?"

"She doesn't need my money, and she wants to sever the mother-child relationship with me, isn't that what it is?" Fang Mufeng looked indifferent, with cold and quiet eyes, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Sheng Lan hesitated for two seconds, but still relayed Qiu Yuehua's original words: "She said that she will stay away from you in the future, so don't try to ask her to help her, and she will never recognize you again."

Fang Mufeng heard it clearly, and suddenly smiled, and only said three words lightly: "Very good."

Sheng Lan was slightly stunned when he actually said that it was good to sever ties with his mother.

Whether it was the last time he slapped back in front of the whole company, or now he is still indifferent when he hears that his mother has severed ties with him, Fang Mufeng is always surprisingly calm when dealing with his relationship with his mother.

But it is definitely not the case to say that he is ruthless and cold-blooded, otherwise those secret sponsorships are nothing.

Fang Mufeng thought about the phone call just now, and asked Sheng Lan if Yan Huanchao had also intervened in this matter?

Sheng Lan neither admitted nor denied, but only said that he really knew about it.

That night the war ceased fire earlier than usual, Fang Mufeng soaked in the bathtub to let himself go, and didn't notice it until the water was cold.

He is not a saint, and the purpose of doing things is first of all to benefit himself.Funding Qiu Yuehua was motivated by hatred. Because he hated her, he wanted to humiliate her with money, and because he hated her, he didn't want to owe her anything.

After being entangled with Qiu Yuehua for several years, until the moment when the break really came, Fang Mufeng did not welcome the joy he imagined, but felt a sense of peace.

I can't say why, the wound is still there, there is no sign of healing, it's just that it doesn't matter whether it hurts or not.

The two of them also had a fight because of Feng Qiang in the previous life, and they never saw each other again. No matter how many times there are some things and some people, they still have to let go and say goodbye.

Maybe Fang Mufeng soaked in the bathroom for too long, Yan Huanchao came in to check, raised his hand to check the temperature on his forehead: "Uncomfortable?"

With his eyes refocused, Fang Mufeng replied softly: "It's okay, I'll go out later."

Yan Huanchao didn't believe this obvious lie. He sat down by the bathtub, looked down at Fang Mufeng, and asked as if he could read his mind: "Thinking about today?"

Fang Mufeng fell into silence for a few seconds before answering the irrelevant question: "I have nothing to do with her anymore, so I won't bother Teacher Yan to take care of and help her in the future."

"I didn't do anything. You are the one who is really helping her take care of her." Yan Huanchao leaned closer and held his face gently. Fang Mufeng met his eyes, and Yan Huanchao then said, "Mufeng, In fact, you are not as cold and heartless as you imagined."

Perhaps this sentence hit Fang Mufeng's secret pain, or maybe he hated others prying into those family affairs, so he instinctively turned his head away, and his tone was unconsciously a little harsh: "You don't understand, I just don't want to owe her!" As soon as he blurted out, he realized who was talking to him, regretted it, and immediately corrected his attitude and adjusted his tone, saying, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm in a bad mood today... I should thank you."

Yan Huanchao didn't speak nor was he sullen, he rumpled his hair and pinched the back of his neck with a tolerant expression.

Fang Mufeng was still suffocating his neck and holding his breath, as if he wanted to fight against someone, but he softened under such gentle comfort, and gave up struggling after a while, like an old cat that has been fed all day, obediently lying on his master's lap.

Generously give him the opportunity to climb up, settle the troubles at home for him, pay more attention to his affairs than he himself, give enough respect in public, even the sex in private is gentle and considerate, never force him to do it What they don't like... There has never been anything to do with love between them, but Yan Huanchao can do this in a flesh-and-blood deal, and Fang Mufeng, who is as hard-hearted as he is, can't help being moved.

Just when he was on a short errand, Yan Huanchao suddenly said: "There is no place to go back in the future, so just stay here with me."

Fang Mufeng woke up suddenly after hearing the words, raised his face and stared at the speaker in a daze, just as the man lowered his eyes, so the two kissed logically, lingering and soft, like sweeping away the sultry evening wind in summer.

Compared with the countless sweet words that Yan Huanchao had said to him in the past, only this sentence made Fang Mufeng feel different——this man's eyes staring at him intently at this moment, his affectionate and serious tone, his warm and moist deep kiss, everything It's as if you want to give him your sincere love.

It's almost a matter of expressing love directly.

Facing a pair of deep eyes, Fang Mufeng suddenly panicked, afraid that what he felt was true.

In reply, he untied Yan Huanchao's nightgown strap with one hand, and led him into the bathtub with the other hand.Water suddenly overflowed from the side of the bathtub, making a splashing sound.

Most of the men are lower-body animals. The two of them kissed wetly in the water, rubbing their naked bodies against each other.

Fang Mufeng was thrown above the clouds until finally he ran out of ammunition and food, his voice was hoarse, and he was limp and weak. He slid down the inner wall of the bathtub and fell into the water.

Yan Huanchao picked him up from the water, walked out of the bathroom, put him lightly on the bed, and then wiped Fang Mufeng dry with a bath towel.

Fang Mufeng was half asleep and half awake, but he could still feel that his body was being taken care of very carefully.

His heart is like a mirror, he has never seen such a dignified actor, so how could he have true feelings for a little star like him.But no matter how thoroughly you think about it, sometimes you will be unable to resist this kind of goodness that seems particularly sincere.

The familiar body temperature approached again, and Fang Mufeng rubbed against the heat source inwardly. At this moment, such a tall and straight body curled up in his arms like a shrimp.After feeling that the other party accepted him completely, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, feeling comfortable and peaceful all night.

In mid-November, Fang Mufeng found time to move out of the community where he had lived for nearly three years.

Luo Tian was busy inside and outside to help clean up, and even Zhao Qingyi who came to pick him up joined in.Fortunately, Fang Mufeng had very few things, and everyone worked together to pack the luggage quickly.

The new house Yan Huanchao prepared was an apartment hidden in the busy city, only a few streets away from the city center. Compared with the villa he lived in or the small farmyard on the mountain, it seemed low-key and ordinary.

The size of the apartment is not too big, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent on the interior decoration. It adopts a medieval style with a sense of age, and the overall tone is warm and peaceful.Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the living room, you can also see the open balcony full of flowers and plants, swaying in the wind, which is quiet and serene.

Thinking of the two men living here together, having three meals and one night under the same roof, Fang Mufeng actually had a very subtle feeling, and intuitively felt that this sudden emotion was not a good omen.

When the new house is occupied, Sheng Lan comes to visit and presents an expensive four-piece bed set.

Xu Hui also came, but left after talking to Yan Huanchao.Fang Mufeng had been with Yan Huanchao for a while, and he often saw his assistant Zhao Qingyi, but he never had the chance to meet him very often.

Yan Huanchao took Sheng Lan to visit, and joked that she rarely appeared.

"I'm not welcome?" Sheng Lan was not polite, "Do you think I'm disturbing you and your little lover?"

Yan Huanchao laughed lowly.

Fang Mufeng didn't get involved in their chat, and went to the living room to organize luggage with Luo Tian.

Luo Tian waved his hand and said, it's good for him to come, let Fang Mufeng sit on the sofa.

Fang Mufeng didn't listen to him, and came over to help clean up.

"Mu Feng," Luo Tian called out his name suddenly after glancing into the room, "I didn't expect you to live with Mr. Yan so seriously."

Fang Mufeng stopped what he was doing, and paused: "Is this serious?"

"Yeah, I thought he was just playing around, but the more I look at it, the more I don't think it's like a relationship." Luo Tian honestly said his thoughts, "Especially when it comes to dealing with your family, I feel that he is very special." Heart."

"Really..." Fang Mufeng was silent, he looked up out of the window in a daze, the sky was blue like death, too clean a color would only make people dizzy after a long time.

Luo Tian could see that Fang Mufeng didn't intend to go deeper into this issue, so he stopped talking.After the two cleaned up for a while, Fang Mufeng picked up a few of his books, got up and walked towards the study, and heard a man and a woman talking through the crack of the door.

Sheng Lan's tone was not kind: "You can pamper you however you like, but Mu Feng is a good seedling, and I don't want you to harm him."

Yan Huanchao seemed to laugh, and asked her, am I so destructive?

"I'm getting more and more uncertain about what you mean to him, whether it's just for fun or for real feelings. Even the bystanders are like this, let alone the person involved," Sheng Lan said again, "What you did to him is more important than what you did to him at the beginning. Ling Chuan is worse than worse, I am afraid that Mu Feng will really fall into it after a long time, and when the time comes, it will be another bloodbath."

Fang Mufeng unconsciously grasped the doorknob with his hand, exerted a little force, and for some reason became concerned about Yan Huanchao's next words.

"Mu Feng is nothing compared to Ling Chuan," Yan Huanchao said in a calm tone, "You underestimate him, he is someone who can say no to it, and when we really want to break up, he will be more straightforward than me."

Sheng Lan was a little taken aback by this answer, paused, and couldn't help asking: "Then what exactly do you think of him?"

Yan Huanchao didn't say it clearly, but said concisely: "Don't worry, nothing you think will happen."

The two chatted for a while, Fang Mufeng turned and left before finishing listening, keeping his steps as light as possible.Without thinking about turning around, he saw Luo Tian standing a few steps away, very close to him, and he could tell from his expression that he had heard some conversations.

Luo Tian felt awkward at first, and then worried about Fang Mufeng. This emotional change was clearly reflected on his face.

Fang Mufeng smiled, and shook his head slightly at him.