The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

Yang Yifan had already recovered from the discomfort of running [-]. After taking a shower, he leaned on the bed exhausted and played games with his mobile phone.

Fang Chen went to his bed and sat down: "I'll massage your legs again, it will relieve your muscle pain tomorrow."

Yang Yifan didn't even look at him: "No, go away!"

Fang Chen grabbed his leg and rubbed it: "I provoked you first, and I have to take responsibility."

"You..." Yang Yifan wanted to hide, but one leg was tightly grasped and he couldn't get rid of it. He was too lazy to move, and he didn't have the energy to beat him: "Okay, press it."

Anyway, I am not at a disadvantage, and Fang Chen's pressing technique is really comfortable, and he presses it carefully.

After a long time, Yang Yifan was a little embarrassed, and asked casually, "Do you want me to press it for you too?"

"want!"

Yang Yifan:  …

He was just being polite and didn't really want to press him.

However, he forgot how shameless Fang Chen was, and he climbed up directly, sat on his bed, stretched his long legs, and looked at him innocently: "Actually, my legs hurt too."

Yang Yifan scolded himself for being cheap, and said: "I don't know how to press, if you hurt, don't blame me."

As he said that, he grabbed the leg lying in front of him and roughly pinched it, almost pinching him hard, Fang Chen didn't hide, but frowned slightly.

Yang Yifan lost his temper, relaxed his hands, and imitated Fang Chen's way of pressing himself, and became serious.

At this time someone knocked on the door outside: "Brother Fan, are you there?" Xia Yu's voice.

"Come on." Yang Yifan, who was pressing Fang Chen's legs, responded, and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Fang Chen:

"You rest, I'll go."

Fang Chen opened the door a little, and he could only see his unfriendly face, and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing?"

Xia Yu held a box of patches for muscle soreness in her hand, looked into the room, and asked, "Where is Brother Fan, I'll send him the medicine."

"give it to me."

After snatching the medicine from his hand, "Peng" shut the dark-faced Xia Yu outside the door.

Yang Yifan didn't care what happened at the door, he sat lazily on the bed and picked up his mobile phone to play games. Seeing Fang Chen walking in, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"The one who brought you the medicine, do you use it?" Fang Chen raised the patch in his hand and asked.

"No need, no need."

Fang Chen smiled, and threw the box in his hand aside: "I don't think it's necessary, after all, my massage technique is more effective than medicine."

As he spoke, he went to pull up one of his legs to be pressed.

Yang Yifan broke free from him, and kicked him again: "...What the hell are you talking about endlessly! Go away, don't bother me."

"Don't move!" Fang Chen pressed his kicking legs: "Press for a while."

Yang Yifan struggled but looked at him speechlessly: This is crazy, he is addicted to serving people!

OK, love it!

Yang Yifan simply changed to a half-lying position, enjoying Fang Chen's moderately strong, proficient and comfortable massage service.Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

Had a vague dream, dreamed that someone seemed to kiss his lips, neck, Adam's apple, he felt itchy, snorted, and shook off the person.

Then it was out of control, he dreamed that in the vast wilderness, he was hugging and entangled with a person, kissing frantically, stroking wantonly, feeling each other's hot body temperature.

He hangs his legs on that person, his body is possessed but extremely satisfying. The person wears strange clothes and has a strange hairstyle. The face is:

-----Fang Chen! !

He sat up startled.

His body was very hot, his reaction was very intense, and the aftertaste seemed to still remain in his body, which really made him feel like it happened just now.

Am I crazy!

Yang Yifan tried his best to calm himself down, but the desire to erupt couldn't be found in his body, and he was burning uncomfortably. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, got up and went to the bathroom. When he passed by Fang Chen's bed, he saw One glance at him who was asleep, the scene in the dream immediately surfaced again.

crazy!crazy!

He didn't dare to look at Fang Chen anymore, and walked quickly to the bathroom.A few minutes later, my body was still hot, and I slowly woke up when the cold water washed over my body.

To dream of being like Fang Chen because he pressed his leg today?

Never let him touch you again.

In the second half of the night, it took Yang Yifan a long time to fall asleep. When he woke up in the morning, he sat up tired with big dark circles under his eyes.

Fang Chen asked in surprise: "Didn't sleep well? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Yang Yifan didn't dare to face him: "No need, leave me alone."

"You stand up and walk, does your leg hurt?"

"I told you to leave me alone!"

"The parent-teacher meeting starts at nine o'clock, you, don't forget."

"Go away, I don't want to see you right now."

Fang Chen was flustered in his heart: Could it be that he knew about it.

probably not.

With Yang Yifan's temper, if he knew that he was secretly kissing him while he was asleep, he would probably jump up and destroy himself at that time.

Fang Chen knew that he shouldn't kiss Yang Yifan when he was sleeping defenseless, but he just couldn't control it. Yang Yifan seemed to have a kind of magical power, which attracted him to touch him, and wanted to have a deeper contact.

That's why I kissed him secretly when he was sleeping defenseless. After kissing, I wanted more, more...

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Many parents have already gathered in the classroom, they greet each other, or look at their children's textbooks at their children's desks, and ask about the situation of the children around them.

The teachers were also busy inducing the parents to sit down and talk about the situation of the children.

Yang Zhiming had already arrived and was sitting on Yang Yifan's seat, chatting politely with Xia Yu and Xia Yu's parents. Not far away, he saw Pete and Yang Yifan coming in.

Pete was carrying a big cardboard box in his hand, handed it to Yang Yifan while walking, and said, "Hey, Mr. Xiaofan, wow, you look terrible, are you sick?"

Yang Yifan has long smelled the aroma of baked bread, and these days he also buys bread at school, but it is not as delicious as the one at Fang Chen's house.

He took the carton and asked in surprise, "Is there bread inside?"

"Yes, Chen specially asked me to bake it for you last night, it should still be warm."

He took out another box of muscle pain patches and gave it to him: "Oh, and this one, Chen asked me to buy it for you. Chen said, you ran 5000 meters yesterday, wow, you are really amazing."

Yang Zhiming and Xia Yu, who saw this scene on the side, both looked puzzled:

Yang Zhiming: Is Fang Chen so nice to White-eyed Wolf's son?

Xia Yu: How did Fang Chen's people know Brother Fan so well? !

But Yang Zhiming was in a happy mood, of course he hoped that Fang Chen would get close to Yang Yifan, so he quickly got up and walked to Pete to shake hands and say hello to him.

Pete said, "Chen is in the school hall now, is Mr. Yang going to talk to Chen?"

Yang Zhiming was surprised, and hurriedly followed him out: "Outside? Yes, yes, oh, you know, my Xiaofan has a bad personality, and I'm afraid of offending Chen in some things. As a father, I have to follow him carefully. Chen explained and apologized."

With a smiling face all the way, when he saw the person standing next to Fang Chen in the hall of the teaching building downstairs, his expression turned cold: "Yo, Mr. Wang, why did we meet here by such a coincidence?"

Mr. Wang, Wang Qifeng, the boss of Lingfeng Technology, that is, Wang Zihao's father, he is dressed in formal attire, with a shiny back, and a mature businessman's temperament. Standing beside him is Wang Zihao, who are talking around Fang Chen.

Yang Zhiming changed his flattering demeanor in front of Pete. He originally had the temperament honed in the mall for decades, plus he was tall and walked with wind, and walked in front of Wang Qifeng with a strong aura.

When Wang Qifeng saw Yang Zhiming, his expression was awkward for a while, and then he quickly returned to normal. Yang Zhiming walked up to him and shook hands with him without changing his face, just like two business giants facing each other.

It was Yang Yifan who looked at Shang Fangchen: Mind your own business!

Fang Chen deliberately let Yang Zhiming see Wang Qifeng approaching him, the purpose is self-evident.

Yang Zhiming is also a smart person. When he saw them together, he first suspected that Mr. Pu Wen wanted to change investors.Then think about it carefully, no, the negotiation with Puwen has reached the final stage, even if he wants to go back on his word, he will be notified in advance.

Then the reason why Wang Qifeng approached Fang Chen was that Puwen wanted to invest in Mingshen because he knew about it and wanted to grab the money.

Only a few senior executives of the company know about this, so there must be an inner ghost among the senior management!After Yang Zhiming was startled, he immediately knew what to do.

He adjusted his expression and walked to Fang Chen with a warm smile.Said: "Thank you, Chen, for the bread and wound medicine specially brought to Xiaofan, as Yifan's elder, please allow me to express my gratitude."

Fang Chen smiled lightly: "You're welcome, Fanfan and I are classmates, it's the right thing to do."

Yang Zhiming: "I promised Mr. Puwen that I will take good care of your life here, but I let you help Xiaofan. I'm really ashamed. How about you come to Jingshan with Xiaofan on weekends? I just have time to bring You are playing in S city."

Fang Chen: "Okay, thank you uncle."

Yang Zhiming had a loving face: "You're welcome, after all, I am also a partner with Mr. Puwen now, and it is my duty to take good care of his son."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Qifeng, and then raised his hand to look at his watch: "Oh, the parent meeting is about to start, Xiaofan, you go back to the classroom first, and when the meeting is over, uncle will take you out for a good meal, how about it?"

Fang Chen nodded, and still politely thanked Wang Qifeng: "I'm going back to the classroom, thank you for your kindness."

Wang Qifeng smiled and cheered: "Student Fang Chen is too polite. Anyway, Zihao and you are both in the same school. It is also right for him to take care of his classmates."

Although Yang Zhiming looked like he was bound to win, Wang Qifeng was still not reconciled. With a company of the same strength, he knew that he could get investors from the United States and a huge market.

Isn't it just to take care of a sick son? What's so rare, his family Zihao has more troubles than Yang Yifan.

After Yang Zhiming and the others left, Wang Qifeng pulled Wang Zihao and said, "Don't worry, there is still a chance before it is finalized. I won't give you all the information on Fang Chen's mental illness. You should spend more time to gain his trust." To provoke the relationship between Yang Yifan and the others, if you don’t believe that the American investors will not choose us..."