The fake boyfriend is actually a scumbag ex and his uncle

Seeing that Ruan Tang was drunk, Fu Congjue let go of his wrist, put his arms around him and prepared to call someone to bring the car over.But Ruan Tang suddenly raised his head to look at him again, and after blinking, put his index finger against Fu Congjue's lips, and whispered 'Hush! ' With a sound.

Then he looked at the left and right sides, pretended to be mysterious, leaned into Fu Congjue's ear and said, "For the sake of helping me today, I will take you to see the boss and the others, don't tell others."

The young man's cool fingertips lightly pressed Fu Congjue's lips.Fu Congjue was silent for a while, then pulled away Ruan Tang's hand from his lips, speaking calmly as if he was stating, "You're drunk."

Ruan Tang pulled out from his arms, and said with a smile: "I'm not drunk, just a little dizzy, come with me."

After speaking, he took Fu Congjue away.

Fu Congjue let the young man pull him, watching his back silently pampering him.

I saw that Ruan Tang was paying attention to the surroundings along the way, and even took Fu Congjue to walk some sparsely populated roads and alleys without people.It was as if he really wanted to take Fu Congjue to meet someone.

When passing through a park, Ruan Tang said as he walked, "This is their territory, but I didn't help them buy cat food today, and I don't know if the boss will be unhappy."

territory?Help them buy cat food?

Fu Congjue frowned slightly as if he had caught some information from Ruan Tang's words.

In the past two years when he was not in the country, did Ruan Tang know some people in the society?

"Are those people around here?" Fu Congjue asked.

Ruan Tang: "Yes."

Fu Congjue suddenly grabbed him with his backhand, and his tone became much tougher: "Don't go."

Ruan Tang staggered backwards, almost bumped into Fu Congjue, looked up at him with doubts on his face: "But..."

Fu Congjue: "It's nothing, I'll take you home."

"But... it's here!" Ruan Tang said, pointing to the three cat statues of different sizes and colors arranged in sequence in front of him, and even introduced to Fu Congjue: "This black fat man is the black boss, this orange cat statue The one with the blindfold is Lupine the Third, and the one playing the blue ball is Cai Wenji's leg fort."

Fu Congjue: "..."

Probably because he didn't expect someone to be drunk like this, Fu Congjue, who was shrewd all his life, also fell into Ruan Tang's trap.

Perhaps, because it was Ruan Tang, Fu Congjue let go of all his defenses.

Fu Congjue didn't let go of Ruan Tang's hand, in case he was drunk and ran around, so he called and asked the secretary to drive over.

Ruan Tang looked at him obediently until Fu Congjue finished the call.

Fu Congjue looked at Ruan Tang's flushed cheeks, and said, "I asked someone to drive over, wait here for a while."

However, Ruan Tang approached him suddenly, and leaned into Fu Congjue's arms very naturally: "Then you hug me, I'm dizzy..."

The sudden embrace made Fu Congjue's eyes twitch, and then he felt the breathing of the person in his arms gradually become calmer.

Fu Congjue's secretary is called Song Qing, who looks gentle and wears a pair of glasses.After arriving here by car, I saw Fu Congjue walking over with someone in his arms.

Song Qing hurriedly got out of the car and stepped forward to help, but when she saw Ruan Tang's sleeping face, she paused: "This is not..."

He didn't ask any more questions, and then he stretched out his hand and said, "Boss Fu, let me do it!"

"No need." Fu Congjue tightened his hands holding Ruan Tang while speaking.

Song Qing hurriedly helped open the door of the back seat, and Fu Congjue carefully carried Ruan Tang into the car.Fearing that he would not sleep well, she let him lean on her shoulder.

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang, it was Gu Jiang calling.

Gu Jiang: "It was hard for you to come, why did you leave first?"

Fu Congjue glanced down at Ruan Tang's peaceful sleeping face, and just answered two words lightly: "It's something."

Fu Congjue brought Ruan Tang back to his apartment in the city center, carried him into the master bedroom, wiped his face with a hot towel, and prepared to go to the guest room to sleep.

As a result, just as he leaned over to pull the quilt over him, Ruan Tang suddenly opened his eyes, and saw him staring at Fu Congjue in a daze. live.

"You... smell so good..." Ruan Tang murmured, rubbing his cheek against Fu Congjue's.Ruan Tang's skin is very delicate, accompanied by his body temperature.

The hot Fu Congjue blushed, and his heart was pounding.

Fu Congjue didn't move, and waited until Ruan Tang fell asleep again before pulling away his hand.

That night, Ruan Tang felt that he had a strange dream. He dreamed that he was dragging Fu Congjue around, and even introduced three cat statues.This is not the most important thing, the important thing is that in the dream he was very uncomfortable, and he acted like a baby with Fu Congjue, wanting to be hugged.

"Ah...so tired." This was a dream.

Ruan Tang sat up from the bed, rubbed his head, and then realized that he was not in his small rental house of less than 1.4 square meters, but in a room with a very design sense of decoration and color.It was not his small [-]-meter bed, but a very soft and comfortable two-meter bed.

Ruan Tang grabbed the dark blue quilt on her body, looked at the winding bookshelves against the wall, and the floor-to-ceiling windows with faint light coming in.

Obviously, this is not a hotel.

"This is..." Ruan Tang was a little confused, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

I saw Fu Congjue's familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared at the door, his hair was slightly wet, and a towel was wrapped around his neck, as if he had just taken a shower.

"Are you awake?" Fu Congjue asked.

But because of his voice, Ruan Tang rang out the dream he had last night, when he was leaning on Fu Congjue, the phrase "be careful" came from above his head.

Ruan Tang only felt a bang, and his brain suddenly buzzed.

What happened last night was not his dream.

But really!

it is true!

Fu Congjue said, "Get up, take a shower, and have breakfast."

Ruan Tang didn't realize until Fu Congjue closed the door, and hugged his head in despair.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, I can live on another planet!

Not only did he do some stupid things last night, he acted like a baby with a man he had only met twice, and finally went home with him.

The most important thing is that he doesn't remember how he came back with Fu Congjue!

Ruan Tang really wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Crazy, if I knew it, I wouldn't sell the last bottle." This way he wouldn't drink too much.

"Ruan Tang, Ruan Tang, you have a poor capacity for drinking and you like drinking too much, what are you greedy for?"

Ruan Tang is now regretful, very regretful.

After struggling for a long time, he finally came out of the room.He glanced at Fu Congjue who was cutting lemons, and was about to say hello to him and hurried away, but Fu Congjue seemed to know that he had come out, turned his head and said, "The bathroom is on the left."

"... Oh." Ruan Tang blinked, not daring to look at him, so he buried his head in the bathroom.

The bathroom is very spacious, with dry and wet separation, and the decoration is very delicate.Ruan Tang also noticed just now that Fu Congjue's house seems to have a simple design mainly in blue, gray and white.No extra furniture, simple and comfortable.

It's just that everything is neatly arranged, making people feel that this place is not like a home, but more like a hotel, or a model room?

Even the towels in the bathroom are stacked and arranged according to color.And, it still seems new.There was only a white towel hanging up, which seemed to be used by Fu Congjue just now.

"Is it so particular?" Ruan Tang muttered.I still wondered if Fu Congjue had cleanliness or obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And I feel that Fu Congjue seems to be quite rich, and he can live in such a good place.

But it's true, just the time when Fu Congjue was hired was several hundred, of course he is richer than a poor student who can only live in a small rental house.

Suddenly, Ruan Tang noticed the small brown square bottle next to him.

"This... seems to be perfume?" Ruan Tang couldn't help but think of the smell he smelled on Fu Congjue.Curiously, he picked it up and looked at it, and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

The unique woody fragrance that belongs to Fu Congjue, with a bit of sunshine, rushes towards his face, reminding Ruan Tang of a quilt that has been exposed to the sun in winter.

The images of last night reappeared in Ruan Tang's mind like a tide.

At the same time, Fu Congjue's voice came from outside the bathroom: "The towel is on the shelf, and the suit next to it is new."

Ruan Tang was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost lost his grip.He quickly put down the bottle of perfume and responded, "Oh...okay."

Ruan Tang looked at the clothes next to the towel rack, they even had underwear.

The sound of rushing water soon sounded in the bathroom. Fu Congjue slowly found a jar of honey from the kitchen cabinet and soaked a glass of honey water.

The doorbell rang at this moment, and the person who came was Song Qing, the secretary. Fu Congjue glanced at the screen of the electronic doorbell, and went directly to open the door.

I saw Song Qing standing outside holding a gray cat bag and two paper bags, and respectfully said to Fu Congjue, "Mr. Fu, I brought your cat here, as well as your breakfast."

Fu Congjue: "Yes."

Song Qing wanted to help bring the things into the house, but Fu Congjue took the breakfast and the cat bag directly from him: "He has seen you."

"what?"

Before Song Qing could react, Fu Congjue shut the door.

When Ruan Tang came out of the bathroom, he just heard the door closing. He walked into the living room with his half-wet hair, looked at the two paper bags on the table and asked, "Is anyone here?"

Fu Congjue just opened the cat bag and said casually, "It's for delivery."

Ruan Tang plucked a handful of dry hair.He was wearing the clothes Fu Congjue had prepared for him, a white shirt and lake blue trousers. Wearing them on Ruan Tang brought out his clean and gentle temperament even more, as if it was tailor-made for him.

When Ruan Tang put on this dress, she was surprised because it fit too well.

After all, Fu Congjue is taller and more muscular than him, and his clothes must be bigger in size.

"Then what..." Ruan Tang was about to say something to Fu Congjue, but was suddenly interrupted by a meow.

A chubby cihua cat came out of the cat bag and rubbed against Fu Congjue's feet.Then he looked around, walked up to Ruan Tang, squatted down and looked up at him.

"Meow~" the raccoon cat yelled at him.

Ruan Tang stared at it blankly: "This cat..."

"What?" Fu Congjue's eyes moved, and there was a trace of expectation.

"This cat..." Ruan Tang licked his lips, "It's so fat!"

Fu Congjue: "..."