Why? I'm a passerby, why are you locking me up as a second male?

Yan Wenhan's dark eyes suddenly lit up.

His eyes deepened and he said, "Do you have any idea?"

"Of course, after all, my people are with your people, and I have control of his movements. Do you think we can achieve cooperation?"

"Your people?" Yan Wenhan asked.

The palace doctor supported his chin with both hands, and said with a soft evil smile: "Yes, my system, no, it should be said that it is your family's system now. They must have set some tasks to allow him to go back, and this time he goes back , not going back to the place you want."

He paused: "After all, the miracle of his survival is that you personally strangled him, right? My guy and I just brought you all back."

Yan Wenhan's pupils sank slightly when he heard what Gong Yijin said.

"What are the conditions for your cooperation?"

Gong Yijin was completely rude and expressed directly: "Give me money. After all, I can't leave if I don't have money to find a wife. As for the rest, I think you will agree."

"it is good."

Yan Wenhan glanced at Gong Yi Jin, held his hand politely and said, "Happy cooperation!"

The palace doctor took over slightly and smiled with satisfaction: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

In the room, one person and one system were discussing an escape plan, completely unaware of how much the two men outside had calculated about them.

in the living room.

There was a cup of coffee in front of each of them. Gong Yi took a sip and almost spit it out.

"Why are you drinking such bitter coffee?"

The palace doctor thought to himself that this coffee was so bitter that he felt like vomiting.

Yan Wenhan took a sip and said calmly: "Those who have never tasted sweet food only deserve to drink bitter food. I'm sorry, I don't have sweet food here, so you can make do with it."

The palace doctor lowered his head slightly, looked at the corridor, and asked puzzledly: "Can't the people above give you sweets?"

Yan Wenhan didn't take his eyes off him. He glanced upstairs from the corner of his eye and said calmly: "Yes, yes, I can. My brother gave it to me before, but now he won't give it to me. It's not sweet if I insist on it."

Gong Yijin suddenly felt that he had asked too many questions, and looked upstairs again. His mood was completely different, and his playful smile disappeared.

The palace doctor carefully adjusted his suit jacket, stood up, and looked up upstairs reluctantly.

"I won't be with you for the time being, for fear of scaring away the small system. You can weigh it yourself. If they want to run away, it doesn't hurt to put some water in it. I remind you, after a few times, what is your original intention to get Gu Luocheng? ?”

After the palace doctor Jin said these words, he turned his back to Yan Wenhan and waved before disappearing from his eyes.

Yan Wenhan raised his head and looked upstairs, murmuring to himself: "I got my brother's original intention."

I just want to be with him alone. My brother is the candy, the only sweetness to him.

Yan Wenhan looked up at the stairs and dialed a phone number. The prince appeared in front of him.

"Master, is something wrong?"

"Cook a meal and I want to eat it with my brother."

Wang Ziwu smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, Master, please wait a moment, I promise to use the best ingredients to make the most satisfying dishes for you."

Yan Wenhan waved his hand and left the living room with a smile.

"Hahaha, the salary is going to be increased again."

Wang Ziwu said that he was already waiting to receive the money.

When he first came here to apply for a job, he was attracted by the fact that there were fewer people here and there would be less shit. In addition, the boss of a large company was recruiting directly. The salary was ridiculously high, and any good dish would be a bonus.

As a computer science graduate with a minor in medicine, he studied cooking by himself in his spare time, and instantly felt that he was 100% qualified for this job.

Now he feels that he is completely worthy, and one month's salary is enough for him to live in retirement.

Upstairs, Yan Wenhan walked into the bedroom and the moment he sat on the bed, Gu Luocheng, who was pretending to be asleep, felt the bed collapse.

His eyes, which were not asleep at all, moved back and forth unnaturally.

Yan Wenhan lowered his head slightly, tapped Gu Luocheng's forehead and wondered, "I wonder if this will be visible if the head is cut open?"

Gu Luocheng didn't know what Yan Wenhan was thinking. He only knew that Yan Wenhan might cut open his head.

Originally planning to pretend to be asleep, he was very angry. He immediately raised his head and bumped into Yan Wenhan's head and said: "The state education didn't teach you to break the law, isn't it wrong? You still want to cut my head open."

Yan Wenhan stepped aside while Gu Luocheng was speaking, and fell next to the cabinet on the side. His arm pressed on a sharp corner of the cabinet, and the red mark was deep.

He was afraid that Gu Luocheng would really get hurt, so he got up immediately and touched Gu Luocheng's head with concern.

"Is there any injury to Arlo's head? I will never do anything to hurt Arlo again."

Gu Luocheng suddenly heard Yan Wenhan's words and asked uncertainly: "Really?"

Yan Wenhan nodded seriously.

Gu Luocheng asked tentatively: "Can you please stop touching me, especially like that?"

Yan Wenhan remained silent.

Gu Luocheng: "..."

That means not agreeing.

Then, Wang Ziwu's call came, and Yan Wenhan turned around to answer the phone and turn on the speakerphone.

"Master, can we have dinner now?"

Yan Wenhan replied calmly: "Well, come out."

He lightly touched the phone screen with his long, bony fingers and hung up the phone.

At this moment, Gu Luocheng sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, the life of a rich man is beyond his imagination or sight.

To order dinner, I actually had to call to get in touch.

Although he had no family before, he and his colleagues still had dinner together. Even if they went to a very expensive place for dinner, they never had to make a phone call to have a meal.

Gu Luocheng was still thinking in his mind.

Yan Wenhan had already picked him up.

Gu Luocheng was startled.

"Yan Wenhan, put me down quickly. I'll go by myself."

Yan Wenhan looked at Gu Luocheng's legs. There was a trace of redness on the tip of his nose, and he looked a little aggrieved. His light eyes darkened for a moment, and he pursed his lips, "A Luo's legs are not healed yet." , I don’t want to get more injured.”

Gu Luocheng's struggling movements were also attracted by the bruise on Yan Wenhan's arm.

Although he wanted to care about Yan Wenhan, when he thought about him touching him without his consent, he immediately put away the worry in the corners of his eyes.

Huh, bad boy doesn't deserve his attention.

But his eyes would always glance at Yan Wenhan's injured arm from time to time.

Unbeknownst to Gu Luocheng, Yan Wenhan's mouth was filled with a doting smile.

A Luo really cares about him. If it were other people, after experiencing these things, they might be devastated or angry for the rest of their lives, but they could only be someone else's mistress.

And his Aluo is kind, otherwise he wouldn't have attracted him, a piece of trash that shouldn't exist in the world, and he wouldn't be able to let go of him no matter what.

Yan Wenhan held Gu Luocheng in his arms and sat him down in the dining room. The moment he sat down, Gu Luocheng came back to his senses.

Suddenly, Gu Luocheng stared blankly at the hall where he was eating like this.

The dining room can accommodate dozens of people. If it weren't for the convenience of taking care of him, he felt that Yan Wenhan might have to use a loudspeaker to shout from the distance between him and Yan Wenhan.

Wang Ziwu stood aside and gradually brought out the dishes.

When he saw the way Gu Luocheng came downstairs, he felt that he needed to show off. Although it was a little strange, he still said casually: "Master, please have dinner."