Perfect Two

Cheng Xirong thinks he has lived for 30 years, not to mention his mind and eyesight, but he still has the most basic experience.At Fu Zhou's age, he has experienced it himself, and he has seen others experience it, so he should understand it very well.

But that little bastard, Fu Zhou, is always hidden behind that layer of mist through a layer of mist.When the wind blows, the mist and veil are lifted, revealing his true face.After the wind stopped, everything returned to the original state.

This guy is still vague, and he can't see what he looks like.

No matter what, Cheng Xirong never thought that he would come running over at this time.Delivering medicine during the day has exceeded Cheng Xirong's expectations.He didn't say anything at the time, Cheng Xirong didn't take it to heart, and went about his business as usual.

It has not been more than twelve hours, and he came here again. Could it be that he is too free to run at night?

Cheng Xirong maintained this posture, looking up and almost breaking his neck - above was a black sleeveless T-shirt, in a relaxed state, the muscles on his arms were faintly revealed.

What a great workout.It was indeed Fu Zhou, and it was obvious at a glance that he did not admit his mistake.

After waiting for a while, the other party did not make a sound, and stopped moving after standing still.

Cheng Xirong withdrew his gaze, lay down on his lap again, and didn't speak.He had some strange thoughts in his mind, asking himself why he recognized others when he saw his waist?How can it be determined by the arm?

Normally speaking, shouldn't recognition be based on faces?This is the only sign!Looking at the legs and arms, it would take how big a birthmark it was to be able to tell it apart—but Fu Zhou didn't have one.

This feeling is a bit subtle, intertwined with the arrogance, making the little flame in my heart fluctuate.It seems that it will be extinguished at any time, but it is still struggling.It's heart-wrenching and not comfortable.

Cheng Xirong turned his head to the other side, adjusted his posture, trying to make himself more calm.He wanted to leave Fu Zhou alone, but he never expected that the little bastard snorted coldly and asked back sourly, "Is that how you're treated?"

Cheng Xirong: "???"

Fu Zhou: "I thought you were going to stay in a star hotel if you didn't go home. Are there stars in the sky?"

Can you beat him in the name of educating children?Will he fight back?Can he know his mistake?

Cheng Xirong sat up and gasped, "What's wrong with you? You came all the way here just to hurt me?"

Fu Zhou stopped talking.He is not a mean and bitter person, he only said such a sentence when he was emotional.It was already a big move, and there was no further move after speaking, and I was at a loss because of what I had said.

Cheng Xirong was angry and thought it was funny, but he still didn't move.In fact, most of the reasons are tired, and the whole person is tired.I didn't even want to say a word, I fell on my knees, and I didn't have the strength to get up.Other than that, he only thought about the quarrel between the two of them, and he was even more unwilling to tell Fu Zhou what was wrong.

As a result, when Cheng Xirong was silent, Fu Zhou held back his energy and pursed his lips without uttering a single syllable.The two confronted each other like this, stalemate and embarrassed, and the embarrassment began to spread around this point.

What exactly do you want?

After all, with such a cold-faced iceberg standing beside him, Cheng Xirong is not a person with asceticism, so he will still be affected in the end.He has a quick temper, and it's okay to lose his temper with others. Such a confrontation is not his forte.

Cheng Xirong sat up for the third time, rubbing the back of his neck, and wanted to ask him what he was going to do.Before he could speak, just halfway through, Fu Zhou suddenly bent down and grabbed his wrist.

Cheng Xirong was startled, and the words turned around for a while, blurted out a national curse, and then turned back: "What are you doing?"

Fu Zhou didn't speak, he pulled Cheng Xirong up and dragged him forward.Cheng Xirong had reached the time of the day when his resilience was at its worst, and he didn't even have time to get his bag, so he staggered two steps and bumped directly into Fu Zhou's back.

People who have practiced are hard all over their bodies, and there is no flesh on their backs, and their bones are wrapped under the skin.Cheng Xirong covered his brow bone with the other hand, and kicked Fu Zhou's back leg.

Fu Zhou stopped, turned to Cheng Xirong's wrist, and looked back at him.

Cheng Xirong felt that his luck in being reborn was not very good. The people he met were all troublemakers, and none of them stopped.Since I opened my eyes in the swimming pool until now, is there a day when I am pure?

Look at how many accidents happened between yesterday and now, that is, two days?

Moreover, these people are all serious during the day, and they are energetic at night.Vampire attribute?Day and night?

But I work all day, and I am very tired at night!Can someone take a break?

Fu Zhou bent over and came closer, and finally said a serious sentence: "Where did you hit?"

Cheng Xirong pushed Fu Zhou's shoulder and stepped back a little: "Go away! What's wrong? One or two, you're too busy, aren't you?"

"No." Fu Zhou was silent for a while, then added abruptly, "I have something to do with you."

"What's the matter? You said it."

Fu Zhou began to think that he should have something important and serious, and he had to talk about it now.

Cheng Xirong really wanted to make it up to him again: "Are you still making it up temporarily? Usually it's very slippery to run the train to fool the little girl. Are you so slow now?"

Now that it has been broken, Fu Zhou said solemnly, "I made it up, and I need to get you to sign it."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou also added seriously: "The company's shareholders and legal persons must sign."

I don't understand the young people of today.Not to mention Fu Zhou's brain circuits.

After Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou sat in his car, he took a deep breath: "Do you want to sign a lot?"

Fu Zhou took a look at his face through the ceiling light in the car, and changed his words: "It's okay to sign later. No one will work for me tomorrow weekend."

Cheng Xirong: "...you just remembered, right?"

Fu Zhou turned his head, stared at the windshield, and pretended to be innocent: "Yeah. I remembered it suddenly."

Cheng Xirong leaned his head back on the chair, heaving a sigh of relief: "If this continues, sooner or later, I will have to be tortured to death by you."

Fu Zhou immediately turned his head and licked his lower lip. He was obviously a little flustered, but he still tried to be indifferent: "I didn't torture you. Don't you want to run a company?"

"It's midnight now, are you telling me about running a company?"

Fu Zhou circled back again: "Then...or go back to sleep first?"

Cheng Xirong smiled: "Did you forget that we had a quarrel, tore it up, and it has already collapsed! Are you so interesting?"

Fu Zhou: "..."

After being silent for a long time, Fu Zhou felt aggrieved: "I thought you wouldn't mention it."

"That's really embarrassing. It seems that you don't know me very well." Cheng Xirong took the bag, "I don't just mention it, I also want to discuss it in depth."

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