Dressed as the fiance of the protagonist of the revenge essay

Feng Cheng handed over the cup, "Help me hold it."

Jiang Wu reached out to take it, but as soon as his fingers touched the wall of the cup, he was shivered by the cold temperature, and almost dropped his hand to the ground.

Fortunately, Feng Cheng took it back in time.

Good ice.Jiang Wu flicked his fingers, noticed his bare feet stepping on the ground with his eyes, and quickly reminded: "Hey, the ground is dirty."

Feng Cheng didn't seem to hear it, and went straight to the sofa, holding a water glass, and nestled on it in the posture of a late old man.

His eyelids were half drooping lazily, as if he could never get enough sleep.

Jiang Wu walked over and sat opposite the young man: "Why did you play with me before?"

The old accounts that should be turned over still have to be turned over. This person owes himself an explanation.

Feng Cheng raised his finger and clicked on the void, showing the optical brain interface in front of him, "Role-playing, your favorite."

I saw the man in the picture wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, excitedly gestured towards the camera and said, "Today, let's play a game between a patient and a nurse. It's good to have a kiss..."

Like mentally handicapped.

Jiang Wu twitched the corner of his mouth, although he didn't want to admit it, but that face was indeed his, no, to be precise, it was the original owner's.

But, "Who is Ah Yin?"

Feng Cheng rubbed his fingers against the cup, but didn't answer, his gray eyes were darker, and there were some smile lines on the corners of his lips.

"A Yin is you." Jiang Wu could tell from his expression.

Feng Cheng nodded, "My name used to be Feng Yin."

"That's still better than Wind Orange."

The young man blinked his eyes, and the smile on his face became more real. He took a sip of the drink in his hand and suddenly asked, "Are you short of money recently?"

"Lack of money?" Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and then realized what the other party was referring to: "It's not really a lack of money, I just want to get my money back from my elder brother."

Feng Cheng looked at the man suspiciously: "Why?"

Jiang Wuchao raised his eyebrows at him, and said with a smile, "Buy a wedding house."

Feng Cheng's face was slightly red, and she lowered her eyes and said, "It's too fast..."

"If you don't want to go so fast, I can push back the matter of buying a house." Jiang Wuchun was just teasing him. He really couldn't afford the money to buy a house in a short time. He was about to find himself a step down when he saw the young man open Guangnao, poked and tapped it with long and slender fingers.

The real estate company's sales interface jumped out.

"I've taken a fancy to a forest apartment from Fantasy Company. It's located at Mengluo Star, and the price is only [-] million. Brother Wu, what do you think... Brother Wu? Brother Wu!"

Feng Cheng looked worriedly at the man sitting across from him, covering his face and bowing his back: "What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Wu raised his face and said with difficulty: "No, I just... yes, my stomach hurts a little." I really couldn't think of any good excuse.

"Let me see." Feng Cheng got up and walked over, and sat beside him.

Jiang Wu only felt a faint fragrance of lotus coming to his nostrils, and pressed his cold fingers on his abdomen through the clothes, rubbing gently and slowly.

"feel better now?"

"En." Jiang Wu looked at those sincerely concerned eyes, and inexplicably despised himself, he took Feng Cheng's hand and held it tightly in his palm: "Continue to look at the house."

His palm was very warm, Feng Cheng squinted his eyes, and squeezed his fingers inward with some greed.

"Which one should I buy?" Jiang Wu raised his hand and clicked on the interface, and then deliberately swipe to the side. The prices of some houses on the right are more than half cheaper than those on the left.

As a man with a family debt of one billion, even if he slaps his face swollen right now, he can't be fat.

"This set." Fengcheng's attitude towards buying a house is very tough, and he stretched out his hand and swiped the interface back: "It's only [-] million, very cost-effective."

Jiang Wu was silent for a moment, retracted the hand holding the young man, and covered his face again: "The stomach started to hurt again."

Feng Cheng glanced sideways, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled silently.

"Brother Wu has a stomachache, why do you cover your face?"

"The face also hurts." The face is slapped, can it not hurt!

Jiang Wu is now regretful, extremely regretful - if he knew this earlier, why bother to owe it!

"I like this set." Feng Cheng stretched out his hand, grabbed his sleeve with his fingertips and pulled it off slightly.

Jiang Wu looked aside with the almost imperceptible strength, met those clear eyes full of hope, his heart trembled - so cute, so cute!

"Don't look at me like that." I couldn't stand it.Jiang Wu hardened his heart and turned his face away, choosing to cover his wallet tightly.

"Do you not want to marry me?" the young man asked aggrievedly.

Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help turning his head again, but what he met was a pair of red eyes.

Feng Cheng lowered his eyelashes, blocking the tears in his eyes, he likes to drink Coke when he is sad, especially this time, he actually drank half a cup into his mouth in one go.

Swallowing with difficulty: "Then let's cancel the engagement, let's go, now... hiccup." He burped a little.

It is more embarrassing than ever to make a fool of yourself in this situation.

Feng Cheng's eyes widened, stared at the man in a daze for a while, and suddenly cried, with big tears rolling down his face: "You, don't you like me anymore?"

He cried beautifully, Jiang Wu explained with distress: "I like it, why don't I like it." Facing this face, who can hate it.

Feng Cheng bit her lip, tears still kept falling.

Jiang Wuyi gritted his teeth: "Buy!" Buy it and fuck it!

Feng Cheng's tears stop as soon as they say they stop, and Jiang Wu's wallet falls as soon as he says it will.

After he paid the money, he turned around and saw that this guy was eating fried chicken happily. Except for a pair of slightly red eye sockets, there was no trace of crying at all on his face.

"... Where did you come from?" Jiang Wu felt that he had been deeply deceived.

Feng Cheng licked his lips, and stretched out the half-eaten chicken nugget: "Do you want it?"

Jiang Wu had no physical obsession with cleanliness, so he bit his hand into his mouth, just chewed it a few times, and caught a glimpse of what the people next to him were eating from the corner of his eye.

If you look closely, it is a complete big chicken leg.

Jiang Wu: ...

Fill your belly.

Feng Cheng glanced at the man who was eating leftovers without saying a word, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and a warm smile stained his brows.

"How are you going to get the money back from your brother?"

The hem of the clothes was carefully torn.

Jiang Wu put down the chicken bones that he had gnawed clean, and said confidently: "I have a way."

Feng Cheng blinked half-understood, thought of something, and suddenly looked at him fixedly.

Jiang Wu touched his face strangely: "Is there something?"

Feng Cheng nodded.

Jiang Wu had no choice but to get up and go to the bathroom.

Feng Cheng stared at his back until the other party completely disappeared from view, then lowered his head, clicked on the family chat group that was constantly beating, and threw a message about the explosion in it.

[Wind Orange]: I'll take someone home.

[The eldest sister Feng Luo who is often cold and group]: Why did you bring a human back? ? ?

[Wind Orange]: See the parents.

[Dad who came here with a 40-meter machete after hearing the news]: I allow you to run 39 meters first (with kind eyes)

[Mom with flowers inserted in cow dung]: Alright, mom will definitely treat (grind) him kindly~

[The style of the second sister who loves and misses all kinds of thoughts]: Is it a man or a woman!It's old and it's young!It's fat or it's thin!Is handsome is ugly!Is it salty or sweet, spicy or sour?

[Third Brother Fengche who loves to tell the truth]: How much enmity do you have with that human being...

[Wind Orange]: It's over.

[The elder sister Feng Luo who is often cold and group]:? ? ?

[The father who came to hear the news with a 40-meter machete]:? ? ?

[The mother of flowers inserted in cow dung]:? ? ?

[The second sister's style of broken thoughts and thoughts]:! ! !

[Third Brother Fengche who loves to tell the truth]: I may not be human, but you are a real dog_(:з」∠)_

After Feng Cheng bombed the family group, he was in a good mood and blacklisted everyone, and blocked all group messages.

Jiang Wu came out of the toilet with water dripping all over his face, his hair was still wet, dripping water dripping down.

The cloth on the shoulders soon became wet and flesh-colored.

At this time, Feng Cheng was lying on the sofa, with his eyes closed and a little drowsy.

Suddenly, the body sank, and a warm body came up from the calf.

It was Jiang Wu, who was sitting with his back to Feng Cheng, trying to use his legs as a cushion for a while.

Just a few seconds after he was comfortable, he was kicked out mercilessly.

Jiang Wu jumped forward and lay down on the low table.

The brain was very confused, before it could react what happened, a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed his arm and pulled it back again.

Their eyes met, and the two stared at each other for a while.

Jiang Wu said: "...what's wrong with you."

"Don't come near me when I'm sleeping." Feng Cheng looked at him with an apologetic face.

Jiang Wu sighed, and didn't want to argue with the other party.

"Just now, a strange communication account suspected of being your parent suddenly forwarded 1000 million to me, asking me to leave you."

That's why he suddenly came out halfway through washing his hair.

Feng Cheng's eyes widened, and he said nervously: "Then you..."

Jiang Wu waved his hand: "Of course I don't agree."

Feng Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little moved.

I heard Jiang Wu muttering in a low voice: "If there are two more zeros, maybe I will think about it."

That pretty face instantly darkened, and when the man raised his eyes, he returned to his normal expression.

"What should I do with the 1000 million yuan?"

Feng Cheng reached out and stroked Jiang Wu's drenched hair, with a warm smile on his lips, "Just hold it."

With his permission, Jiang Wushou felt at ease, he smiled, raised his hand and wanted to rub the young man's head back.

Brother Wu has been eyeing this Bling Bling's soft fur for a long time.

It's a pity that before his hand could touch half of the opponent's hair, he was beaten down heavily.

Very loud sound.

The big hand with well-defined bones was directly swollen, and he stared at the young man in disbelief, "What's wrong with you!"

This time the man was obviously angry, his eyebrows were raised angrily, and his volume was much louder than before.

Feng Cheng was also expressionless, pressing the line of her lips and warning coldly: "My hair can't be touched randomly."

"I don't care about it, sir." Jiang Wu was really angry this time, his chest heaved violently, pointed to the door, and said with disdain in his eyes: "Get out."