On the Routine of President Wen

"Stop pretending, I know you're here." Fu Yihuan moved his head, trying to wipe off the black cloth covering his eyes.

His hands and feet were tied with cloth strips, and he was placed in a large shape on the bed. The mattress was very soft, and there was nothing on his back. It was the filaments pulled out from the blindfold that brushed against the tip of his nose. If it wasn't for this kind of itchy but unscratch torture that tortured him, he wouldn't have opened his mouth.

After a long silence, Fu Yihuan keenly heard a slight sound coming from the right side, the mattress was crushed and collapsed, and then a person sat on his waist, and seemed to notice that Fu Yihuan was blowing on the tip of his nose with difficulty. The man stretched out his hand and accurately pulled out the filament that was tormenting Fu Yihuan.

Fu Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief, wrinkled his nose, relieved the residual itching, and said, "Luo Heng, is it interesting? How old are you still playing kidnapping like others?"

"I didn't kidnap you, I just snatched you back." Luo Heng's voice could not hear any emotion, and his fingers slid across Fu Yihuan's face.

Blindfolded, Fu Yihuan couldn't see Luo Heng's expression, and couldn't figure out his mental state, but was amused by his words, bit Luo Heng's finger with his mouth, and asked vaguely with his teeth gritted: "Ah How about doing it?"

Luo Heng took a breath, stretched out his other hand to pinch Fu Yihuan's jaw, and forced him to loosen his jaw with a little force.

Three seconds later, Fu Yihuan almost wanted to die, and this pervert actually stirred his mouth with his fingers!The salty smell was mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, which literally turned Fu Yihuan's head into a mess.

After twisting his head and struggling for a long time, Luo Heng slowly pulled out his finger, licked Fu Yihuan's lower lip, and said, "Don't worry, Luo Cheng, I'll send someone back to Luo Zhai."

It seems that Luo Heng is not going to be blackened, and Fu Yihuan is relieved to take Luo Cheng's knife, and he doesn't speak anymore.

"Yihuan," Luo Heng whispered while gently pecking Fu Yihuan's face, "You say I don't love you, then how much do I have to love you before you can feel it, you tell me. "

Fu Yihuan tried his best to restrain his restlessness, and tried his best to breathe smoothly, but he didn't speak.

Luo Heng, who didn't get an answer, turned his head and bit his right neck with a sense of punishment. The pain made the corners of his eyes twitch, and a vein popped out on his forehead. Swallowing back into his throat.

After the bite, it was lightly licked, like a poisonous snake stretching the snake letter to arouse the panic of the prey, and clearly felt a kind of electric shock-like numbness spreading under the licking, Fu Yihuan held his breath, Recite the Great Compassion Mantra silently.

I want to ascend to immortality, with boundless mana, pure-hearted and ascetic, lawless...Emma, ​​what is this mess!

When the button was unbuttoned, Fu Yihuan finally couldn't help but said angrily: "Luo Heng! You're damming enough! Can you stop putting all your brains down!"

Luo Heng chuckled: "Yihuan, I'm a man."

"Who the fuck isn't?!" Fu Yihuan yelled, "Could this be an excuse for you to be a hooligan?!"

"He's a man, so it's easy to be irresistible in front of the one he loves." Luo Heng kissed all the way down, "What's more, I don't have enough concentration."

Fu Yihuan almost rolled his eyes to the sky, and angrily pretended to be a corpse, thinking that maybe Luo Heng would feel bored and lose face if he didn't get a response, so he gave up.

Facts have proved that Luo Heng doesn't feel bored at all, let alone lose face, he doesn't care whether Fu Yihuan responds at all, and just sets fire to Fu Yihuan on his own.

Fu Yihuan confronted him, holding his breath and not saying a word.

As a result, the two were in a strange state. They were clearly doing the most intimate thing, but they both kowtowed silently. The whole process was unbelievably quiet. Gritting teeth overflowing...

In the early morning, the sound of "crashing" waves mixed with the cries of seagulls drifted into Fu Yihuan's ears from the window. He opened his eyelids with great effort and found that the black cloth and the cloth strips binding his limbs had been untied. Looking out of the window, you can see the golden sandy beach and the rolling sea in the distance.

Throwing off the quilt, he was about to get out of bed with both feet on the ground, when a pair of hands stretched out from behind, wrapped around his waist unexpectedly, and pulled it back, the next moment, Fu Yihuan's back leaned against a warm chest, A fluffy head rested on his shoulders, and a lazy voice sounded in his ears: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Fu Yihuan parted the hands around his waist, pushed his head away from his shoulders with his backhand, turned around, and said calmly, "Are you divorced?"

The smile on Luo Heng's face froze, his face sank, and he said in a firm voice, "Never leave."

With the expected answer, Fu Yihuan got off the bed with a calm expression, and moved into the bathroom a little bit with his waist supported.

While eating breakfast, Fu Yihuan found that apart from the two of them, there was a middle-aged couple in this sea-view villa who were responsible for taking care of their daily life. When Luo Heng talked to them in a language he could not understand, Fu Yihuan He gave up the idea of ​​borrowing mobile phones from the two to contact the outside world.

After dinner, Luo Heng took Fu Yihuan for a walk on the beach to digest food, pointing at the beach with his back to the sea and said to Fu Yihuan: "I bought this island as a gift for you, do you like it?"

Fu Yihuan glanced at Luo Heng, then walked along the beach in silence.

Luo Heng froze on the spot, lowered his eyes and clenched his fists, and immediately followed him, talking to him ramblingly, but Fu Yihuan was determined not to respond.

In fact, Fu Yihuan kept telling himself in his heart: It's almost over, forgive him, turn the page, come to a big ending, and then leave this world, and just do the task with the brainless president saygoodbey, don't play with your temper, In the end, it was still me who was being dragged.

However, at every critical moment, the image of Luo Heng walking towards Fu Yaya in the fire scene would pop up in his mind, and in just a split second, he ruthlessly snuffed out the thought of forgiveness.

snort!Why do you just make Luo Luo feel at ease, hang him, and piss him off!Wait until his intestines are so green with regret, then think about other things!

In the next few days, Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng will only have a conversation when they open their eyes in the morning.

"Divorce?"

"Never leave."

This state lasted for a week, Fu Yihuan also admired himself, he never thought that he could hold back so much.

When he got up that day, Fu Yihuan asked as usual, "Are you divorced?"

This time, Luo Heng didn't refuse without thinking, but said softly after a long silence: "Okay, divorce."

Fu Yihuan looked at Luo Heng in surprise, moved his lips, but finally stood up without saying a word and walked out of the bedroom.

While eating breakfast, a helicopter landed outside the villa. In the rolled up sand, Fu Yihuan saw Luo Weiming walking over with Luo Cheng's support.

"Grandpa, Ah Cheng? Why are you here?" Fu Yihuan put down his spoon and greeted him.

"I sent people to search for your traces, and finally found this place." Luo Weiming said with a sigh.

It was only then that Fu Yihuan remembered that he was forcibly kidnapped. After Luo Yong woke up, he must have been very anxious, looking around for news about him.

"Ah, hug..." Fu Yihuan was about to say something to Luo Cheng, when he suddenly rushed behind him, and immediately kicked Luo Heng to the ground.

"Luo Heng! I'm really ashamed of you!" Luo Cheng pointed at Luo Heng's nose and shouted.

Fu Yihuan was stunned for three seconds, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Luo Cheng away.

Luo Heng was knocked down to the ground, suddenly burst into laughter, got up covered in sand, half crying and half laughing, watching Fu Yihuan's heart clenched into a ball.

"Heng'er, you..." Luo Weiming approached him worriedly.

Luo Heng's laughter dropped, and he waved his hand at Luo Weiming: "Grandpa, I'm fine, let's go back, we will divorce when we go back."

When Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng finished the formalities and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun had not completely set. Fu Yihuan held the divorce certificate in his hand, feeling empty in his heart.

They...really divorced?

Well, really divorced.

Realizing this, Fu Yihuan's eyes widened in astonishment, an urge to rush forward and grab Luo Heng by the collar, and questioned, "It's agreed that the president won't get a divorce".

But he didn't rush forward, obviously his heart was in a turbulent state, but his face was extremely calm.

He couldn't help but have a guess: Is it, it's not over yet?

Luo Heng opened the car door and said, "Grandpa and the others said they want to have a meal with you, shall we go?"

Fu Yihuan nodded, leaned over and got into the car, and replied, "Okay."

The car stopped in front of the gate of Luo Zhai, and the two got out of the car. Fu Yihuan saw Lin Min standing on the second floor waving to him from a distance. He smiled, and just as he raised his hand, he was pushed from behind. Open, the moment he fell to the ground, there was a sound of a wooden barn, and Luo Heng fell down in front of Fu Yihuan with a muffled grunt.

After the woman's shrill scream, all the voices disappeared, and Fu Yihuan saw Fu Yaya run out of the grass and fell to the ground in a trance, then turned his gaze to Luo Heng, and saw him clutching his left chest between his fingers When the bright red blood kept overflowing, Fu Yihuan's eyes turned black, he shook his head vigorously, and slowly crawled to his side.

There was a relieved smile on the corner of Luo Heng's mouth. He touched Fu Yihuan's face, coughed, and said with a smile: "Originally...I planned...to divorce first...and then chase you... .Now...you've got rid of me completely..."

Fu Yihuan's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth tremblingly and said, "This...it's not right...you...you won't die...you won't die..."

When Luo Heng's aura completely disappeared, Fu Yihuan seemed to lose his soul, and couldn't stop muttering: "How could this happen? What about the halo of the protagonist? How could he die? How could the protagonist die? This is wrong..."

Afterwards, Fu Yihuan fell into a blank world. Mr. Rabbit floated out from nowhere, slapped him on the face twice, and seeing that he had a reaction, he said: "Mr. Fu, Xiaosheng once said that the plot will be based on The development of your words and deeds, this is the ending you choose, but this is also the expected ending of the main system. Congratulations, you have completed the mission of the third system world!"

Fu Yihuan smiled wryly: "Really? From the very beginning, it was planned to end in tragedy, so couldn't you guys let me know in advance? I... am a caring person..."

After a day of mental work, Fu Yihuan dragged his exhausted body and Leng Jue out of the company. Just as he walked down the steps, he saw a black Maserati blocking their way. Just as he was wondering, the window of the co-pilot was lowered. , Luo Heng in the driver's seat glanced at them, and said lightly: "Come up."

"How did Cousin Luo know that my car broke down? He came in time!" Leng Jue waved to Fu Yihuan and opened the car door.

Luo Heng frowned and said, "I didn't let you get in the car, Fu Yihuan, come up."

"Huh?" Fu Yihuan was stunned.

"I don't want to say it a third time." Luo Heng's brows frowned even deeper.

When Luo Heng followed Fu Yihuan into his shabby apartment, Fu Yihuan came back to his senses, breaking out in a cold sweat, and asked hesitantly, "I don't know Mr. Luo..."

"System World" Luo Heng squinted at Fu Yihuan, "The person inside is you, right?"

Seeing that the other party made it clear directly, Fu Yihuan bit the bullet and nodded: "Well, it's me..."

"Clean up and let's go."

Hearing this, Fu Yihuan almost cried. Does this make him pack up and leave?Or should it be like this, the system world is the system world, does it have to be related to the real world?Mr. President, one size counts for one size, and leave my broken job!

Fu Yihuan was still thinking about how to persuade Luo Heng not to fire him, Luo Heng said again: "Just bring a few clothes you usually wear, there is everything there."

"Ah?" Fu Yihuan couldn't understand Luo Heng's meaning at all.

"Pack up your clothes and live with me, don't you understand?"

Fu Yihuan shook his head again and again: "Why?"

"In order to facilitate the discussion of the plot direction of the system world and better complete the task, understand?"

Fu Yihuan nodded in a daze: "Oh."

Stepping into Luo Heng's apartment, Fu Yihuan seemed to have truly recovered his soul. Just before entering the bedroom that Luo Heng had prepared for him, he stopped and asked softly, "Boss Luo, is your system 2.0?"

"No, will the system be upgraded? Mine is the first generation, is there any difference?" Luo Heng asked behind him.

Fu Yihuan shook his head, without turning around to look at him, said "nothing, good night" and walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

The author has something to say:

Thank you "Yueminga" and "Old slightly" for throwing mine~

The Luo Heng in this world couldn't get together with Huanhuan in the end, and he was still GG. I still feel sorry for him, but fortunately, Huanhuan is rational, and the system and reality should not be confused.

tip:

There is an essential difference between System 1.0 and System 2.0, that is, Fu Yihuan's character design, words and deeds are all chosen by him, while Luo Heng's character design is fixed, and the system will set corresponding tasks according to Fu Yihuan's choice.

Didi Da ~ The next system world is about to open...

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