On the Routine of President Wen

Just after taking a shower, he couldn't help but feel a little thirsty, Fu Yihuan poured a glass of red wine and drank it down, poured another glass, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "President Luo specially brought red wine here to talk all night long? "

Luo Heng then drank the red wine in the glass. Hearing this, the hand pouring the wine paused for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look at Fu Yihuan: "Isn't the second master Fu planning to drink this wine alone next month?"

"Huh?" Fu Yihuan suddenly looked at the wine bottle in Luo Heng's hand, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart. He didn't buy red wine, and he didn't see the wine when he returned to his room. come in, then there is definitely something wrong with it.

Combined with Luo Heng's statement that he came in because the door was open, and there is almost no possibility of him lying, then the red wine was probably brought in by someone who secretly opened the door while Fu Yihuan was taking a bath.

Fuck, this wine is a huge problem!

"Luo...Mr. Luo, do...do you feel...what's wrong? For example, want to go to the bathroom?" Looking at the half-empty wine bottle, Fu Yihuan asked hesitantly.

Hearing this, Luo Heng lowered his hand holding the glass. He frowned and looked at Fu Yihuan, and said coldly, "Why do you ask that? Could it be that this wine has laxatives? Did you forget that you also drank it?"

Fu Yihuan's eyes widened suddenly, staring straight at the cup in his hand.

I have a go!I forgot about it in a hurry, the glass I drank just now was filled to the brim!

After feeling it silently, he didn't feel any abnormality in his body. Fu Yihuan was a little at a loss, and...wrong again?

"How does Boss Luo know that I'm here? What can I do for you?" Thinking that he drank anyway, and he couldn't get it back any more, Fu Yihuan simply turned his attention away, put down his glass and asked.

"All the contestants live here, so it's easy to get your room number from the organizer." Luo Heng didn't mind at all, and took another sip of wine, "My grandfather asked me to come to you."

"Old Mr. Luo?" Fu Yihuan resisted the urge to step forward and take the cup from Luo Heng's hand.

"Well, he and Ah Cheng went to the temple fair, so he called and asked me to give you this." Luo Heng threw the box on the bed and motioned for Fu Yihuan to open it, "It's a meeting gift."

Opening the box, there was a high-end and elegant watch inside. The diamonds around it almost blinded Fu Yihuan's eyes. This thing is a must-have for home and travel!

"There are only three watches in the world, and Ah Cheng has one. He originally wanted to give this watch to me, but now it's yours." Luo Heng said this without any reluctance, as if he didn't want this watch at all. .

Fu Yihuan noticed something faintly hidden in his sleeve with sharp eyes, and said jokingly: "The one on Mr. Luo's hand is probably not the only one in the world, right?"

Luo Heng generously opened his sleeves, and showed Fu Yihuan the watch on his wrist, looking at the watch with tenderness in his eyes: "The watch is not the only one, but the person is the only one."

Fu Yihuan rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Oh, I see, Fu Yaya gave it to you, right?"

Hearing the word "Fu Yaya", Luo Heng smiled: "Yes, it was from Yaya."

"Boss Luo, please go, I won't see you off." Fu Yihuan didn't plan to keep Luo Heng down to listen to him and Fu Yaya show off their affection in the air. When Fu Yaya had a showdown, she kept having fun to herself, which made Fu Yihuan unbearable.

Seeing that Fu Yihuan drove him away without any tact, Luo Heng didn't respond, he stood up silently, but the next moment he fell heavily back on the sofa, making Fu Yihuan a little confused, pouring another glass?No, he wouldn't be able to drink so much if he had to pour a glass, and no one forced him, so could there really be something wrong with this wine?

Seeing Luo Heng collapsed on the sofa, with his right arm in front of his eyes, panting with his mouth slightly open, Fu Yihuan sighed, walked over, lightly kicked Luo Heng's leg, and asked, "Boss Luo, are you drinking?" How old is it? Which room is yours, and I will take you back?"

Luo Heng didn't respond, but his panting became more and more rapid. Fu Yihuan bent down, reached into his pocket, and tried to find a mobile phone to call the person named Zhao Bo. I remember it should be an assistant, and it was perfect for him to handle it.

I reached into my trouser pocket, and just touched something hard, a cell phone?

Before Fu Yihuan realized what it was, his hand was held down, and now he knew what it was.

Luo Heng's face was flushed abnormally, his eyes were blurred, and he stared at Fu Yihuan in a daze. Then he pulled Fu Yihuan into his arms with force, and turned over suddenly, pressing him down.

This is not the first time this happened, Fu Yihuan calmly patted Luo Heng's face, and said coolly: "President Luo, open your eyes wider, I'm not Fu Yaya."

"Nonsense!" Luo Heng growled, and then whispered softly, "Yaya, I...I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Heng eagerly kissed Fu Yihuan's lips, half-licking and nibbling, both hands firmly pressing on his shoulders, with such strength that he could not tolerate the slightest resistance.

Fu Yihuan became a little anxious. The source of his urgency was not this inexplicable kiss, but a sudden hot wave in his body. The heat kept coming up, his breathing began to be obviously disordered, and his face seemed to be so hot that it was almost like a pancake.

Something is wrong, something is wrong!That wine must have had an aphrodisiac!

Fu Yihuan was completely panicked. This situation was completely different from the previous episode of being drunk. The key point was that he couldn't help but respond to Luo Heng. He wanted to calm down, but his body couldn't cool down, let alone calm down.

Luo Heng's kiss continued to spread, causing a burst of numbness rising from the tailbone, defeating Fu Yihuan's last line of psychological defense.

Consciousness was not distracted, he remembered the knock on the door, the slight trembling of goosebumps on his skin exposed to the cool air, he remembered Luo Heng's scorching hot body that was covered without any gaps, he remembered the intrusion He remembered the weirdness and discomfort, as well as the shaking of the impact and the thrill of birth.

He remembers everything.

He still remembered that when Luo Heng opened his mouth to say something, he blocked his mouth in time.

I did everything I shouldn't do, at least I should stop what I shouldn't listen to.

This night was unbelievably long...

"Boss Luo, I was the one who was bitten by a dog, why do you have such an expression?" Fu Yihuan sneered, his voice hoarse.

The tingling sensation in his throat made him frown, and there was no place on his body that was not uncomfortable. This kind of experience was not the first time, but it was much more vivid than the last time. His body was unbearably hot, which was different from the scorching heat of last night , It should be a fever.

Fu Yihuan's eyes drifted to the direction of the kettle, his throat was dry, he wanted to drink water, but he didn't have the strength to walk over, and Luo Heng hadn't left yet, so he didn't even want to get out of bed.

"You and I are both responsible for this matter, and you probably don't want others to know." Luo Heng poured a glass of water and handed it to Fu Yihuan, his voice also a little hoarse.

Fu Yihuan smiled ironically, took the water and drank it slowly without speaking.

Luo Heng bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, and walked towards the door. The moment the door opened, a terrified voice sounded: "Brother? Why are you here?!"

Immediately afterwards, when Fu Yihuan was completely unprepared, a large group of people rushed in, and Luo Heng was also pushed back into the room.

Such a scene made Fu Yihuan completely figured it out. The person who caused this incident was probably Fu Yaya. He sent someone to sneak in and put the wine in. After the medicine was poured, he would then let people in to do the same thing as Luo Heng. The knock on the door should be the person she sent to spread the news to the reporters in the hotel, to catch a traitor in bed, to reveal the chaotic private life of the talented painter, to disappoint those who admired him completely, and to trample him into the sewage.

It's just that Fu Yaya didn't expect Luo Heng to appear by chance, and the person she sent instead performed the task perfectly.

"Yihuan, you..." Luo Weiming followed the crowd and finally walked in, saw the scene in the room clearly, and understood everything in an instant.

He took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions, looked around, and said, "This is a family matter, please go out."

"May I ask what is the relationship between Mr. Luo and Mr. Fu?" A reporter asked boldly.

"Since you asked, the Luo family won't hide it anymore." Luo Weiming turned around and faced the reporter, announcing loudly, "Heng'er and Yihuan will hold a wedding in three days, and everyone is welcome to join us."

As soon as this heavy news came out, it not only caused a commotion in the audience, but also caused Luo Heng and Luo Cheng to shout loudly: "No!"

After pushing everyone else out of the door, Luo Weiming picked up his crutches and slammed Luo Heng hard on the back. He staggered a step and gritted his teeth without making a sound. Fu Yihuan silently looked at the slightly shaking water in the glass. Preoccupied.

Now that the matter has come to this point, all he can say to himself is one sentence: fake, all fake.

It wasn't until Luo Heng was beaten to the ground that Fu Yihuan said, "Old Mr. Luo, please help me find out who came to the door of my room last night."

"Yihuan, what do you mean..." Luo Cheng clenched his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "Someone planned all of this?"

"Who?" Luo Wei threw the cane off Luo Heng angrily, and looked at Fu Yihuan, "Who do you suspect?"

Fu Yihuan glanced at Luo Heng, then shook his head: "Not sure."

"Well, I will definitely get him out." Luo Weiming walked to the bedside and put the back of his hand on his forehead, distressed, "The doctor should be here soon, don't worry, our Luo family will take care of you Yes. After you get married, I will transfer all the shares I own to you."

"No way, I..." Fu Yihuan quickly refused.

Luo Weiming rubbed his head, his face full of guilt: "So, your grandfather has saved my life, these are what I promised him at the beginning, you must accept them!"

In this way, Fu Yihuan became a member of Rockwell's board of directors.

What?How does it feel to hold hundreds of billions of assets?

Oh, fake, all fake.

When Luo Heng put the ring on Fu Yihuan's finger in front of Fu Yaya and others with a serious face, Fu Yihuan had mixed feelings in his heart.

The president just doesn't want a divorce?

No, looking at his expression, he wants to leave every minute.

At the end of the wedding, Fu Yihuan turned his face and smiled at Fu Yaya.

He would definitely find an opportunity to explain to Luo Heng what happened back then, if it was his, it should be completely his.

That night, when Luo Heng was drunk and thrown into the new house, Fu Yihuan glanced at him, ignored him, and got into the other side of the quilt to sleep on his own.

"Fu Yihuan, are you proud?" Luo Heng said suddenly, "I can't marry Yaya, you will only be her substitute."

"Really?" Fu Yihuan had expected such a result, and acted very calmly, "Then I hope you will always keep your original intention."

The author has something to say:

Xiaoqi [shivering]: Huanna, you have suffered!I don't know if you are satisfied with the title of Rock's shares, [-] billion assets and Mrs. Luo?

Fu Yihuan [polite yet embarrassed smile]: Fake, all fake.