After being scummed by four men

Hearing the sound of gently approaching footsteps behind him, Fu Heisher felt very nervous for a moment, and couldn't help tensing his muscles.

Because he was wearing a tight black T-shirt, the tiny movements of his tense body were immediately revealed to He Zecheng.

However, He Zecheng misunderstood him. He thought that Fu Heisher felt uncomfortable and disgusted with him, so he looked a little sad for a while.

Even he, after all, do you mind the wrong things you did when you were still cursing?

He Zecheng tightened the white coat he was wearing, lowered his head and gradually stopped.

Fu Heisher was waiting for He Zecheng to come over, but He Zecheng stopped suddenly, which made him feel uncontrollably terrified.

Does Cheng still mind that he prevented him from dying with that person?I must still mind.

Although he said that he was not allowed to force He Zecheng to make choices he didn't want to be made by Six Eyes and Mantra Spiritualists, is there really any difference between him and them?

Begging him to live despite his wishes...

"I..." After a moment of silence, the two spoke at the same time, and they were both taken aback when they heard each other's voice.

He Zecheng lowered his eyes, pulled his coat, and was in a state of confusion for a while, but he heard Fu Heisher whisper:

"can I hug you?"

He Zecheng was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head in a panic.

What's the meaning?Fuheshier, he...

Fu Heisher tilted his head slightly, and after seeing his movements from the corner of his eyes, he quickly changed his words:

"No! I'd better... carry you on my back!"

As he spoke, he immediately squatted down, with a cautious humbleness hidden in his movements.

However, he didn't know that He Zecheng behind him was suddenly full of disappointment.

Actually, you still hate me.

rustling...

Fu Heisher held his breath and listened to the sound of He Zecheng's gentle approaching footsteps. He couldn't help feeling a kind of humble joy in his heart, feeling that he was hesitantly lying on his back, and his arms tentatively wrapped around himself. The corners of his lips slightly curled up.

Still so cute, like a small animal.

He Zecheng was lying on Fu Heisher's strong back, his body temperature was much higher than his own, and the heat was transferred to his body at once, and his breath was full of the faint smell of sweat on Fu Heisher's body. The thin sweat from the battle between brother and Xia Youjun.

He Zecheng's face suddenly burned.

Why do you still come to help yourself when you already hate yourself?Is it, is it...

He Zecheng quietly buried his face on Fu Heisher's broad shoulders, a sense of peace of mind and emotion filled his heart.

"Hold on tight." Fu Heisher's eyelashes trembled, and he said lightly, then got up steadily, and walked down the mountain with He Zecheng on his back.

The tall and strong black-haired man carried a blond young man who looked like a cat on his back, walking slowly through the lush forest and shrubs. And a warm atmosphere permeated the room between the two.

"I'll go find Wu." Ye Mo Zhengdao said with a serious face, then turned and left in a hurry.

And Jiarui Nizi stopped Fu Heihui and Hu Zhang Youren, not allowing them to follow.

Jia Ruozi grabbed the two teenagers one by one, looked left and right leisurely, and lazily said:

"You two, you really don't know how to wink."

"But Nissan..." Knotabagi Yuhito said worriedly.

"That's a scumbag, a rotten person." Fu Heihui frowned.

"Eh?!" Polygonum cuspidatum frowned all of a sudden, "Fu Hei, why didn't you just say that!"

"I didn't have time just now, okay!" Fu Heihui said angrily.

Jia Ruozi clapped his hands without worrying at all, and attracted the attention of the two teenagers. Seeing the angry and anxious appearance of the two, he put his hands on his hips and said:

"Okay, okay, don't worry about those idle thoughts. Didn't you see that Cheng and that guy actually like each other? It's going to be fine, don't worry."

Then, ignoring the reaction of the two of them, he took the lead in walking towards Xia Youjie who was already unconscious not far away.

Knotweed Yuren and Fu Heihui, you look at me, I look at you, there is no choice but to follow the family into the action first.

Fu Heisher just carried He Zecheng on his back down the mountain step by step, and walked slowly up the street.

In fact, at the speed of the sky and the curse, it is completely possible to gallop down the mountain.

However, for some reason, the two of them tacitly didn't mention this matter, just silently harboring a kind of joy that neither of them knew, carefully stealing this rare time alone.

He Zecheng was a little sleepy, lying on Fu Heisher's shoulder, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his breathing became longer and longer.

Fu Heisher heard it, so he stepped more lightly and walked more steadily, wanting him to rest comfortably.

However, at this moment, a luxuriously dressed woman came out of a sports car on the side of the street, and waved at Fuheshier in surprise:

"Mr. Fuhei!"

Fu Heisher subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw that the woman had already walked over quickly.

Fu Heisher had a bad premonition, and he wanted to leave quickly, but he heard He Zecheng lying on his shoulder mumbled:

"What, what? What's wrong?"

Just as Fu Heisher was about to answer, he saw the woman had already walked in front of him. He was surprised and supported his knees with both hands, squatted down slightly, and exclaimed:

"Oh my God! Mr. Fuhei is still so young and charming! How did he do it!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head slightly, with an ambiguous expression, her fingers wrapped around her curly hair, and whispered suggestively:

"How about Mr. Fuhei, are you coming to my house tonight? My husband is not at home, 80, will you come?"

The smell of perfume on the woman's body made He Zecheng sneezed all of a sudden, and some tears flowed from his light golden pupils, but the moment he heard the woman's words, He Zecheng suddenly woke up.

"80?" He Zecheng murmured dully, he had a bad guess in his mind.

"Sincerity! I..." Fu Heisher was tongue-tied and didn't know how to explain it, because he had indeed done that kind of silly face to please women in the past, and there was no way to quibble about such things.

So he thought about it, and decided to just leave.

However, when the woman saw He Zecheng's raised face, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. She parted her red lips slightly, pointing at He Zecheng excitedly and said:

"You can bring someone here this time! Bring him, and I'll give you 300 million! No... 800 million!"

He Zecheng, on the other hand, had come to his senses and understood what Fu Heisher might have been doing in the past. Suddenly, a sourness and anger filled his heart.

"You! Let me down!" He Zecheng bit his lip and angrily thumped Heisher's shoulder.

Fu Hesher said in a low voice:

"Cheng! Listen to my explanation!"

Fear flooded Fu Heisher's heart like a tide.

He Zecheng gritted his teeth, and thumped his strong back again.

Fu Heisher was very upset, and he didn't care about the woman who coveted He Zecheng, so he put on his feet and quickly left the crowd, leaving the woman standing there with a blank face.

Fu Heisher brought He Zecheng back to the residence of Fu Heihui and Fu Heijin Miki.

He Zecheng didn't even look at Fu Heisher, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and was about to go upstairs, but Fu Heisher grabbed his wrist.

"Cheng..." Fu Heisher didn't dare to look at him, but his tone was full of humility and pleading.

He Zecheng is still angry, who knows how many women this guy has been with before!I……

No, why should I be mad at this, I don't like him at all!That's it!

So He Zecheng finally shook off Fu Heisher's hand and went upstairs.

He didn't see that Fuheshier, who was thrown away by him behind him, gradually became like a puppet that had lost its life, and it seemed to be stuck. It slowly walked back to the sofa and sat down, leaning on the huge golden dog. Hitomi Maomao puppet silently stopped moving.

Early the next morning, He Zecheng picked up the luggage that Fu Heihui had prepared for him and prepared to leave.

However, looking at Fu Heisher who was surprisingly quiet downstairs, He Zecheng was a little confused and flustered.

what happened?

Me, did I go too far yesterday?

He Zecheng quietly walked behind Fu Heisher and poked his head, but Fu Heisher did not respond at all.

"What, what?" He Zecheng hesitated for a while, then called him in a low voice.

He waited for a long time, but Fu Heisher didn't respond. Just when He Zecheng was about to give up and leave, Fu Heisher suddenly turned his head.

With the lack of motivation like a doll, and the struggle under the aftertaste, he turned his head stutteringly, and He Zecheng was stunned by those dark eyes.

How, how could this happen?

He Zecheng, who was about to leave the next day, failed. He spent the whole day trying to get Fu Heisher back to normal, but he didn't get any response.

After that, on the third and fourth days, it was like this for several days in a row.

After about half a month like this, Fu Heihui, who was about to go out, was silent for a while, then turned his head and said to He Zecheng, who was squatting anxiously in front of Fu Heisher:

"Don't try it, it's useless."

"Xiaohui?"

Fu Heihui turned around again, and said lightly:

"He is like a puppet that exists just for you, you don't need him anymore, he just..."

Fu Heihui didn't say any more, remembering that day when the man heard that He Zecheng was in danger, his life suddenly seemed to be lit...

He had never seen this man like this. In Fu Heihui's memory, the man had always looked like a muddled bastard.

"I can barely help you..." Fu Heihui muttered reluctantly, then closed the door and left.

He Zecheng's heart trembled violently. He held Fu Heisher's hand on his knee with both hands, biting his lip, and his heart was full of self-blame and remorse.

He opened his lips, and finally lowered his head, murmuring the words he had always wanted to say:

"sorry."

He Zecheng always wanted to apologize to Fu Heisher for the bastard thing he did when he was still a curse, but he was afraid of the disgusting eyes of the other party, so he couldn't say it.

He Zecheng lowered his head, his eye sockets were sore, and tears slowly pooled in his eye sockets.

However, at this time he was slightly pushed.

He Zecheng was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his head, only to see Fu Heisher reacted again. He stared at him with a desperate look that he couldn't understand, and said hoarsely and intermittently:

"Go, He Zecheng, leave, leave here."

leave me.

He Zecheng stood on the spot blankly, feeling a kind of sad confusion that instantly shattered his heart.

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