The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

When Fang Chen called again, there was a tight beeping sound, he frowned, and hurriedly called Yang Yifan's driver again.

After connecting, Fang Chen asked eagerly, "Where's Fanfan?"

Driver: "Master Xiaofan met his friend, and now the two of them are playing in Master Fan's Linjiang apartment."

"Which friend?"

"It's that fair-looking, short-bodied person named Xia Yu."

"understood!"

Fang Chen hung up the phone, frowning.

He listened to Yang Yifan's words yesterday, but his original intention was not to imprison Yang Yifan's freedom.The last life of the two had a miserable ending, and Fanfan suffered too much grievance along with him, so in this life, his desire to protect and possess Fanfan was also extremely inflated.

Xia Yu likes Fanfan, and has liked it for many years.

But Fanfan didn't know.

He didn't want to break Xia Yu's mind with Fanfan, but he also watched their friendship from childhood to adulthood, and didn't want Fanfan to lose a friend.And as long as Xia Yu doesn't do anything, Fang Chen has no plans to do anything to him.

But if Xia Yu is dissatisfied with her desire...

Fang Chen walked downstairs and called Pete: "Go, go to the Linjiang apartment!"

Yang Yifan threw away the beer can in his hand, threw away the game controller in his hand, stood up unsteadily, and muttered in a low voice: "I lost again! I'm not playing anymore!".

Xia Yu leaned close to Yang Yifan's body, supported his arm with both hands, looked at his face, and asked: "Brother Fan, did you drink too much, I will help you to rest on the bed?"

Yang Yifan instinctively rejected the aura that didn't belong to Fang Chen so close to him, and he pushed Xia Yu away impatiently, "Hey, stay away from me."

Xia Yu gritted her teeth, lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Brother Fan still doesn't like people being so close to you."

Yang Yifan drank too much, and lost a few games in the game. He staggered to kick the game CD on the floor. Hearing Xia Yu's mosquito-like humming sound, he asked with a big tongue, "Huh? What did you say?" ?”

"Can Fang Chen do it?"

Yang Yifan's mind was in a daze, when he heard Fang Chen, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he leaned back on the sofa and murmured: "Fang Chen..."

Miss him, want to give him the amulet.

Yang Yifan reached out to find his mobile phone, "Where is my mobile phone?"

Xia Yu saw that he was obviously drunk, but immediately showed such an expression after hearing Fang Chen's name. The jealousy in his heart became more and more intense, and he said with a sigh of relief: "Fang Chen, why should he! He just It's only been two months, and I've been with you for so many years, Brother Fan, I really can't take it anymore, you don't even know how much I like you...I've loved you for so many years. ..."

His voice was getting lower and lower, and Yang Yifan, whose brain was already in a state of confusion, couldn't listen to Xia Yu's words at all. He held the phone and muttered, "Why is it turned off?"

Xia Yu couldn't take it anymore, he yelled out the words he had kept in his heart for many years with tears in his eyes: "Brother Fan, I like you!"

Yang Yifan turned on his phone and clicked on the picture of the psychopath, and he smiled even more happily.

While editing a text message to Fang Chen, he asked Xia Yu back: "Didn't you always like me, from elementary school to now, for so many years, we are good buddies."

Xia Yu sat beside him, said with red eyes, "I'm not talking about this kind of liking! It's..."

He looked at Yang Yifan who was lying on the sofa, and with a smile on his face, he sent a message to Fang Chen with his mobile phone, and finally he couldn't control himself and bent down, hugging Yang Yifan's head and was about to kiss him.

Yang Yifan woke up suddenly, and pushed him away forcefully: "What are you doing?!"

Xia Yu fell to the ground, her eyes instantly turned red: "Brother Fan, I...I can't take it anymore, I like you, obviously I've been by your side for so long, why can't you like me too. …”

Yang Yifan was startled by his words, sobered up a lot. Looking at the wine bottles on the ground, thinking about Xia Yu's abnormality in the afternoon, he suddenly came to his senses.

He was slightly startled, he had been drunk before, and his body was out of control at all, when he looked into Xia Yu's eyes, there was an expression he had never seen before, a dangerous kindness

If Xia Yu wants to do something at this time...

He stood up staggeringly with his body supported, pulled Xia Yu and pushed towards the door, yelling fiercely: "Get out!"

Xia Yu struggled to break free from Yang Yifan's hand, and said eagerly: "Brother Fan, you heard about me, I know you like Fang Chen, and I also know that I can't compete with him, but, if you satisfy me once today, we will make a deal, and we will end later. I don't think about you anymore."

Satisfy you once?

The hairs all over Yang Yifan's body stood on end.

His head was swollen and painful, but his rationality let him know that Xia Yu is very dangerous now, he has to be thrown out, and he cannot be alone in the room with him.

He dragged Xia Yu even harder, but he couldn't control his body at all. Xia Yu broke free, and the two lost their balance and fell to the ground. Xia Yu was pressed under Yang Yifan's body.

Being in such close contact with people other than Fang Chen, Yang Yifan only felt extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to get up quickly, but Xia Yu from below grabbed him tightly, and his voice choked: "Brother Fan, I really like you. I fell in love with you from the beginning, but now I can't take it anymore, Brother Fan..."

"You let go!"

Yang Yifan roared, and then punched heavily back and forth, hitting half of Xia Yu's face.

Even Yang Yifan, who was drunk, did not lose the strength of his fists at all. Xia Yu's head was turned to one side, his ears were buzzing, and there was a slight smell of blood in his mouth. The hand holding Yang Yifan also instinctively let go.

After Yang Yifan got up from him, he still couldn't stand upright. He was light-headed and groggy, as if he would fall unconscious in a second.

The only thing she understood was that her good buddy Xia Yu deliberately got herself drunk and tried to do something to him.He bit his tongue, stared at his eyes and shouted: "Xia Yu, I don't want to do anything to you anymore, you get out..."

Unsteady, he stumbled and fell on the back of the sofa. His consciousness became more and more blurred, but he saw Xia Yu standing up from the ground with tears in his eyes, looking at him, showing no intention of going out at all.

Yang Yifan tried his best to stay awake: no, no, Xia Yu is still there, I can't sleep through it, no...

"Ding Dong" sound.

Doorbell rang.

Is it Fang Chen? Yang Yifan was pleasantly surprised, no matter who it is, as long as someone can stop Xia Yu, he staggered and wanted to open the door, and he was hugged by Xia Yu just after taking two steps. "Brother Fan, don't, don't treat me like this..."

"You let me go!"

Yang Yifan broke Xia Yu's hand hard, struggling to get rid of him, but the unevenness of his body made him unable to break free, and he shouted loudly: "Fang Chen! Fang Chen! Come in!"

The door was opened, and Fang Chen appeared in front of Yang Yifan and Xia Yu with an angry face.

When Yang Yifan saw him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his body couldn't support him and softened, and the moment he fell to the ground, Fang Chen hugged him by the waist.

Then I saw Xia Yu being kicked to the ground by Fang Chen, rolled a few meters away, and stopped after bumping into a corner of the wall.

Yang Yifan put his arms around Fang Chen's neck and urged him eagerly: "Fang Chen, don't, don't hurt him, he didn't do anything..."

Yang Yifan was carried to the bed, stripped of his underwear, changed into comfortable pajamas, poured him a glass of water to feed him, and finally covered him with the quilt. Fang Chen kept a cold face and didn't say a word during the whole process.

The remaining bit of consciousness let him understand that Fang Chen was really angry, and he really blamed himself for being careless, being given so much alcohol without knowing it.

He pulled Fang Chen's arm, and his voice was soft: "You are angry, I will coax you...I will coax you until you calm down..."

But Fang Chen was really angry, and he stopped kissing himself...

With this thought in mind, Yang Yifan fell into a coma.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning. The headache after a hangover and the burning sensation in his stomach made him frown.

The pillow was empty, but there were traces of Fang Chen's sleeping, and the bed beside him still carried the warm Fang Chen's breath.He subconsciously checked himself, it was clean and fresh.

Lost, obviously said that she wanted to coax him, but she didn't do anything to herself.

In fact, he did it, but when he was sleepy, he heard Fang Chen softly calling Yang Yifan to take anti-alcohol medicine, but his body was too heavy, he couldn't even open his eyes, so he didn't respond to Fang Chen at all.

In the end Fang Chen fed him, using his mouth.But I remember the taste very clearly, a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

Yang Yifan rubbed his head, leaned on the bed and continued to think about what happened yesterday.Xia Yu, he really didn't expect Xia Yu to have that kind of thought about him all the time, that's why he unknowingly drank so much alcohol. If Fang Chen didn't come over yesterday, Xia Yu would...

Yang Yifan felt nauseous in his stomach, he got up and went to the bathroom, vomited dryly for a while, but didn't vomit anything, the noise he made attracted Fang Chen over.

Fang Chen patted him on the back lightly and asked, "Is it very uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Yang Yifan shrank his body, and asked with some guilt: "How is your injury? Did you bring medicine, I'll apply it for you."

Fang Chen said lightly, "Take care of yourself first."

Yang Yifan leaned against the washstand, tugged at Fang Chen's arm, and said softly: "Fang Chen.....I told you that I can coax you..."

Fang Chen looked down at him and said, "Really? Do whatever you want?"

Yang Yifan's face was slightly hot. Ever since he came back from the island, although he didn't say anything, he had already identified Fang Chen in his heart. Coupled with the events of his previous life, Yang Yifan felt that the relationship between the two could be closer, so he did it last night. Say something like that.

But after all, my mind was not clear last night, and I knew that I would fall asleep soon, so I was not afraid at all, but now I invite you again, but I feel panicked.

Having the experience of the two being together in the previous life, Yang Yifan's heart is quite shadowed, and Fang Chen is self-willed in that kind of thing, he must be satisfied before letting others go.

I wanted to make people happy, so I mustered up the courage to invite, but I was actually very scared in my heart.

So when Fang Chen twisted his shoulders and pushed him against the cold tiled wall of the bathroom, his eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't help asking: "You, what are you going to do?"

Fang Chen approached him with a half-smile, and asked, "Didn't you mean to coax me? Lift up your clothes yourself."