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Chapter 13

When Chen Lin was kicked out of the car, she didn't stop, she opened the car door and burst into tears: "Meng'er! Hold on! But you must never sell your body for the sake of healing! Especially not to Fu Juehan!"

He circled his hands in front of his chest as he said, "I heard that he seems to be of German descent, and you also know that half-bloods are fucking cannons, so let's rush to find cannonballs."

"What are you thinking in your mind, if you want to bombard him, I'll bomb him!"

Meng Yi's ears were red with embarrassment, and he almost wanted to blow Chen Lin's mouth with a kick: "Hurry up, go, go, go, go!!!!!"

He closed the car door and slid down the seat, wishing he could hide his red ears in his pajamas.

In fact, what Chen Lin said was not too exaggerated. He discovered that morning that men would react somewhat when they wake up early, but Fu Juehan's thing is like hiding a gun in his crotch. To shoot him dead.

Really German?

Isn't this the legendary German cannon?

With a tigerish face, he circled two circles with his hands, a big circle with his left hand and a small circle with his right hand, and the two circles directly cooled half of the heart.

It's completely a cannon barrel against a small dart, there is no chance of winning.

Meng Yi was so worried that his little curly hair was blown out, and he quietly imagined that if his illness really came to an end and he could only rely on Fu Juehan's various liquids to save his life, how would he open his mouth to others? Woolen cloth?

Shoot at me?

"Ahhhhhhhh what the hell am I thinking!!!!!!"

Meng Yi was dumbfounded by his own assumptions, so he blushed and had a fight with the back of the seat on the spot, only to be honest after being stared at by the driver.

To prevent the side effects, he decided to stay away from Fu Juehan for the time being. If he really got sick, anyway, whoever loves to drink these various liquids, he will not drink it even if he is killed!

Unexpectedly, Lao Jiang drove him directly to Meng Xiang's friend's house. As soon as the car door was opened, he saw that ghostly little brother of Pao Tongzi standing outside, with big white eyes and a bright smile.

Li Yang waved his hands: "Good morning, big brother."

Meng Yi was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, almost jumping up in the car.

"Lao Jiang, is this my brother's friend? I want to stay at his house until Shen Lei is arrested?"

The driver in front turned his head slightly, "Yes, young master, Mr. Fu can guarantee your absolute safety, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Suddenly I'm not afraid anymore, send me back and die with Shen Lei."

"Push."

Li Yang laughed at him, "Why did you just come and leave again, young master, don't you dare to live with Brother Han?"

Yes, yes, I dare not, let's make a move.

"Thank you boss for me, just say that I appreciate his kindness. I suddenly remembered that my house seemed to be on fire, and I had to rescue all the Pikachu sons in that room."

"Hey, don't rush to go, let's talk for a while."

Li Yang was pawing at the door of the car to keep a guest, just like a procuress, Meng Yi's scalp became even more numb, and he wished he could just run away.

The phone rang suddenly, and he thought his brother had come to express his condolences, so he picked it up without looking at it and asked for help, "Brother!"

"..." The person on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile slowly dissipated in his ear.

Fu Juehan said: "Well, let's go upstairs."

Meng Yi was stunned, glanced at the strange number on the screen, and then upstairs, "Why do you have my phone number? My brother even gave you this? Isn't it..."

For a moment, he felt that he was betrayed by his own brother, and he was eager to escape.

Fu Juehan's tone was so natural that people subconsciously listened: "Is it okay to stay in the same room as last time, or do you want to change? Let Li Yang carry your luggage up first."

Before Meng Yi could speak, Li Yang responded like a big-eared monkey, "I heard Brother Han."

He and Lao Jiang moved the luggage out of the car as quickly as possible, especially when Li Yang rushed into the building carrying the luggage like a big bag, Meng Yi even wondered if it was the reward of 200 yuan for being the first to reach the finish line.

"Have you had breakfast, are you hungry?" Fu Juehan asked again.

Meng Yi hadn't recovered from the shock, "Wait a minute, I didn't agree to live in your house, I'd better—"

The voice paused, and the tip of the ear that was attached to the phone instantly became hot. He blushed with embarrassment, covered the phone and shouted: "You in broad daylight...what are you breathing for!"

"I'm on the treadmill..." Fu Juehan gasped twice again, his heavy breathing passed through the air, as if soaked in hot sweat after exercise.

Meng Yi couldn't hold back his saliva, and heard him ask: "Otherwise, why do you think I'm panting in broad daylight?"

Thought you were panting for something that made my pants wet...

Almost thinking about saying this, Meng Yi quickly changed the subject: "I don't need to trouble you, it's the same if you find a hotel with better security."

Fu Juehan turned off the treadmill, sat down with his legs crossed, and drank water with his head raised.

"You live in Pingjiang Villa, one apartment per elevator, there are three layers of security from entering the community to your door, and two bodyguards assigned to you by your brother, none of which can stop Shen Lei, which hotel do you think can give you security? ?”

"I..." Meng Yi knew he was in the wrong, and was speechless, "I'm self-willed..."

Fu Juehan smiled, "What kind of willfulness is this? It's my fault that the young master doesn't want to live with a scoundrel like me. I should reflect on it."

"Pfft——" Meng Yi was teased by him, raised his legs to walk in, and teased him: "Then my brother has to owe you another favor."

"again?"

"Ang, you helped me the first two times because of my brother."

"You think so?"

"Didn't you say it yourself?"

"Okay," Fu Juehan said, "Come up and talk about it."

"The young master is here," Li Yang was throwing darts on the first floor, and he hit the target with a casual flick that was more than ten meters away.

"Oh, yes."

Meng Yi's eyes lit up, and he watched in shock as he held the dart in his hand and twirled it a few times, "No wonder you threw the cup so accurately that night, how long have you been practicing?"

"That's right, you haven't seen it before, Brother Han is really amazing."

"I can't tell you're still a boss." Meng Yi asked with disdain, "How accurate is he?"

"Hmm... he's standing on the third floor, he can shoot the yellow electric mouse on your pajamas straight through without hurting you."

"Damn it, don't use my son as an experiment!" Meng Yi hurriedly covered the string of Pikachu, it was too precious.

Li Yang smiled and glanced upstairs, "Brother Han is exercising up there, do you want to go up?"

fitness?Wouldn't that be a lot of sweat?

Meng Yi couldn't help but spurn himself from the bottom of his heart, and just as he was about to raise his foot, he thought of a question, "Wait, your boss... isn't interested?"

Even for the sake of medical treatment, he doesn't want to be intimate with someone who has a partner, not at all.

"No, it's not waiting—"

His eyes fell on Meng Yi, and he stopped with a smile.

Meng Yi was suspicious: "What are you waiting for?"

Li Yang blinked like a rascal: "Let's wait for an ancestor to take him in."

Meng Yi shrugged his shoulders and ran upstairs, his reddish ear tips were covered by his dirty orange curls.

He went up to the third floor to find the gym, and knocked on the door with his fingers.

"Who?"

Meng Yi dragged back: "Me."

A chuckle came from inside, "Little brat is quite polite, come in."

Zuo was already mentally prepared, but when Meng Yi pushed the door and entered, his heart still beat hard.

It may be due to the illness, but now he is extremely sensitive to the smell of Fu Juehan, what comes to his face is full of the wet sweat after a man's high-intensity exercise, mixed with the familiar wood tone and the orange blossom smell of aftershave.

Come on, why is it so fragrant...

He gripped the doorknob tightly, exhaled hot breath, and even looked hot when he looked up to find someone.

Fu Juehan was sitting and pushing his back with his back facing him.

I saw the biceps of the man's upper arm swelled and swelled due to the force, and the muscles on the shoulders and arms were forced to bulge the tight vest, mixed with the male smell in the room, it was full of hormones.

No gay can escape this kind of scene, what's more, Meng Yi has the bonus of hormone deficiency, he cursed a curse word from the bottom of his heart - Fu Juehan is so fucking handsome!

"have you eaten?"

Meng Yi: "..."

To be honest, I want to eat you even more.

After getting no reply for a long time, Fu Juehan got up from the instrument, turned around and walked towards Meng Yi.

He doesn't seem to have any idea how attractive his figure is.

The ape-back wasp waist, the tight vest is stretched out into a standard inverted triangle, and when the hem is lifted up to wipe the sweat on the neck, it reveals rows of lumpy abdominal muscles. Beads of sweat rolled straight into the waistband of the trousers along the two mermaid lines.

Damn, it's going to kill me...

Meng Yi felt dizzy for a while, and as he gradually approached, all the smells got into his nostrils, and before he could reach out, his legs gave way and he fell.

"Hey!"

The expected pain did not arrive, and when I raised my eyes again, my feet flew into the air.

Fu Juehan directly grabbed his waistband from behind and lifted him up in the air. He was also a man over 1.7 meters tall, and he looked like a little chicken in his hands.

The little chick was placed on the bench, and the hair on the top of his head was first grunted, then two buttons of his pajamas were unbuttoned, and finally a cold towel was placed on his forehead.

Fu Juehan's warm palm touched his neck to the base of his ears, and he saw a large rash that quickly popped up.

"Not feeling well?" He asked condescendingly.

"Also?" Meng Yi asked doubtfully.

Fu Juehan dodged his eyes for a moment, pointed at his neck, "It's a lot red, is it an allergy?"

Meng Yi shook his head, guilty of not daring to look at him, "You just think I have heat stroke..."

"Don't mess around," Fu Juehan was a little anxious, "What's going on, what did the doctor say?"

What else could be going on, the side effect of the shit deficiency syndrome you made me post!

Meng Yi was so annoyed, "It's just hot, get away from me!"

"Donkey temper." Fu Juehan pampered him twice on the head, "The water is under the chair, drink warm, if you're bored, go down and play with Li Yang, I'll finish right away."

"Oh......"

Meng Yi secretly raised his eyes to look at his neck, the beads of sweat rolled on both sides of his Adam's apple, showing a rough and sexy, not so elegant, but definitely not dirty.

By coincidence, he walked over to Fu Juehan and watched him lying on the apparatus doing abdominal crunches. Every time his upper body straightened up, a new layer of sweat would seep out.

All of Meng Yi's senses were mobilized, and the thirst in his throat was the most unbearable.

Prolonged physical contact while the other party is sweating profusely.

Isn't it now?

Meng Yi'e was born with courage, his heart was eager to stick to it, he was hesitating whether to stick to it or not to stick to it, and suddenly his foot slipped on the seesaw.

"Fuck—"

This time he didn't even have to hesitate, he fell directly into Fu Juehan's arms.

Legs splayed across his waist, the hairy head bumped into the shark's line deep indented on his right side.

Hiss, it's so hard.

Meng Yi's cheeks hurt.

Fu Juehan sat up and hugged his waist, "What's the matter, you are so reckless, you haven't fallen twice in five minutes."

Meng Yi couldn't care less and didn't speak, lying on his chest like a thief and sniffing desperately, his face was suddenly held, "Why is it so hot?"

Fu Juehan pinched his waist and was about to pull him up, but Meng didn't cooperate at all, and secretly rubbed into his arms.

Fu Juehan was stunned, staring down at the hair on the top of his head, his eyes were filled with black ink, flashing with restless fire, he called out two words softly, "Xiaobao?"

Meng Yi raised his head as if in a trance, "How do you know my nickname? My brother told you again?"

Fu Juehan pursed his lips into a straight line, skipping this question.

"Can't get up?"

Meng Yi shrank back again, rubbing his hot face, "Can't you please...I want to stay like this for a while..."

A series of electric currents suddenly exploded at the fingertips, causing the heart to tremble like a drum. Fu Juehan closed his eyes and barely erected the last line of defense.

"stay How long."

"Stay till you sweat..."

"Sweaty, but not too dirty."

"Not dirty..."

The fresh sweat had no peculiar smell, on the contrary, the woody fragrance on his body was more obvious, not to mention that Fu Juehan was now the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, Meng Yi didn't dare to dislike it.

He closed his eyes and sucked in two big mouthfuls, his whole body was warmed immediately, his bones were crispy, and his sinful claws lifted Fu Juehan's hem uncontrollably, revealing his sweaty and strong muscles.

He put his face directly on it.

Not only do you have to rub it, but you can't help but sigh like a kitten: "It's not dirty, it doesn't smell bad, it's just your own smell..."

"It's really... so comfortable..."

"..." Fu Juehan cursed in a deep voice, and suddenly went crazy.

"Hey! What are you doing! It's too close..." Meng Yi was so frightened that he couldn't do anything, and pushed him hard, and You Qi's scorching gasps came and went rough, as if he was stepping on his heartbeat.

"What do you say I want to do?"

He is like a beast that suddenly exploded, with amazing strength in his arms, pressing the back of his head with one hand, and tightening his waist with the other, his movements are rough and powerful, his voice is so hoarse that he almost gnashes his teeth——

"Hugged, touched, teased and seduced a few times, and I even refused to get close to me who deliberately crossed the line. Are you pretending to be stupid or really don't know what I want to do?"

He lowered his head and held Meng Yi's face, and stared at him compulsively, his eyes were reddish, and the deterrent power of his tightly pursed lips was simply chilling.

Meng Yi regretted coming to his place to commit suicide, and got up in a panic while propping up his legs, "I'm going down first, porridge, porridge should be cold..."

But as soon as he took two steps, an arm came up in front of him, Fu Juehan directly picked him up by the waist, and pressed him on the back pusher.

"I only want to run now, it's too damn late."

In the next second, the lips and teeth were pried open by a force, and Fu Juehan's kisses were overwhelming, rushing in fiercely with an undeniable force.

The author says:

Fuck him, Brother Han! supermarket him!