After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Rong cooked a bowl of tomatoes and eggs, and the doorbell rang.

Lu Rong got up and opened the door, and saw Feng Xinglang standing at the door, he was stunned for a while and entered the avatar, his eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly dragged him into the room.

"Why are you here?" Lu Rong blinked and stared at him, his excitement blooming like ripples.

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows: "I'm not welcome?"

Lu Rong hugged his neck, sat on his lap, cast a wink and said, "Touch it, I'm so excited, how could you not welcome me?"

Feng Xinglang let out a muffled laugh, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, as if to prevent him from sitting unsteadily and fall, but also as if he wanted to hold him tighter in his arms, and glanced at the tomatoes on the dining table that he had just eaten a few bites face, the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against his forehead, "Have you eaten yet?"

Lu Rong tried his best to show a look of hunger and thirst, and licked his lips very appropriately, "I don't want to eat anymore, I just want to eat you."

The smile on Feng Xinglang's face flashed, he stared at Lu Rong intently, supported him by his waist with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Let's eat noodles first."

Lu Rong shook his head and did not move, leaned close to Feng Xinglang's ear, blinked and said, "Can you repeat what you said today, I want to hear it."

Feng Xinglang grabbed his fidgeting hand and held it firmly in the palm, "Which sentence?"

"It's the sentence you introduced me in front of them." Lu Rong looked at him with a smile, "You tell me, and I'll listen to your words and eat noodles, otherwise I'd have to..."

Feng Xinglang slammed him on his lap, his deep pupils flashed, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Otherwise, what would happen?"

Lu Rong stretched out his hand to caress his lips, and wanted to open his mouth several times to finish the unfinished sentence, but it was really difficult to speak.

I can't tell him, otherwise I won't eat noodles, I want to eat under you, right? !

This is too shameful!

And isn't it a bit too much to speak insincerely?

Lu Rong decided not to say that sentence, and instead looked at him with a rippling face, and silence speaks louder than words.

A sudden call rang, and the two frowned in unison.

Feng Xinglang wrapped his arms around Lu Rong's waist with one hand, took out his cell phone with the other hand, and found that it was Xu Xiaojing's call, looked up at Lu Rong, cut off the cell phone and threw it back on the table.

Lu Rong had already spotted Xu Xiaojing's call, and hugged him even tighter, "Aren't you going to answer her call?"

Feng Xinglang asked back, "You want me to pick it up?"

"Of course I don't want to." After dawdling for so long, Lu Rong already had a feeling, and pressed against Feng Xinglang without leaving any gaps, his hands were unfamiliar and he slowly lit the fire, "I'm just curious what she called you for, she It seems that I like you very much, but I like you more than her."

Feng Xinglang hugged him and lay on the sofa, his breathing gradually became heavy.

Lu Rong blushed with excitement, shyly supporting Feng Xinglang's young and hard chest, his voice trembling slightly, "I'm on top?"

Feng Xinglang smiled and asked, "Don't you like it?"

Lu Rong shook his body cooperatively, "It turns out that Xiao Langlang likes this posture, okay, just lie down and don't move, I'll do it."

The hot breath blends together, like a stirring movement.

Lu Rong was exhausted and paralyzed, but Feng Xinglang seemed to have just eaten an appetizer, picked up the initiative that Lu Rong had discarded, and continued to develop his own territory.

I don't know how long it took, and finally died down.

Lying on the bed smelling of sweat after washing, Lu Rong was exhausted into a ball of ooze.

Feng Xinglang kissed Lu Rong's trembling eyelashes, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, go to my house for lunch."

Lu Rong forcibly opened his sleepy eyes, and rested his head on Feng Xinglang's arm with attachment. Hearing this, his eyes widened in surprise: "Go to your house for dinner?"

Feng Xinglang hummed and nodded.

Lu Rong grabbed Feng Xinglang's arm and looked at him nervously and worriedly, "But your mother..."

"It was my mother who asked you to go." Feng Xinglang interrupted Lu Rong, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm here for everything."

Lu Rong seemed relieved, reached out to turn off the light, and closed his eyes to sleep.

I slept until after eight o'clock, and then woke up leisurely.

Glancing at the empty bed next to him, and hearing noises from the kitchen, Lu Rong was stunned, and couldn't help laughing.

The laughter was overshadowed by the ringing of a bell, and it was obvious that someone was calling.

Lu Rong recovered from his daze, picked up the phone and put it to his ear: "Sister Tan, why did you call so early today?"

"Are you kid still sleeping?"

Lu Rong cleared his throat, "Get up."

Sister Tan scolded with a smile, "Today there is an appointment form to be made, and the appointment starts at [-]:[-] a.m., don't you forget?"

Hearing the three words of the appointment form, Lu Rong suddenly remembered that he had work to do today.

Customers who make an appointment to get their nails done are either rich or expensive, and it is not a last resort to change the scheduled time.

Lu Rong hung up the phone with a sigh, quickly changed his clothes, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then walked lightly to the kitchen, and hugged Feng Xinglang, who was wearing gray home clothes, from behind.

Lu Rong kissed his neck and said, "Xiao Langlang, I have some work to do today, and I can be back at noon."

Feng Xinglang turned off the fire, turned around and asked Lu Rong, "Okay, go after breakfast."

Lu Rong looked at the fried poached eggs regretfully, "I can't eat any more, I'm in a hurry, save it for me, I'll come back to eat at night."

Feng Xinglang patted his hands hugging his waist: "If you're in a hurry, go, I'll make it for you anytime you want."

Lu Rong smiled so hard that he closed his mouth, and kissed him hard on the lips, "Xiao Langlang, you are so kind to me."

Feng Xinglang wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Call me when you're done, and I'll take you to my house for dinner."

Lu Rong: "Then I won't drive."

There are still 26 minutes to nine o'clock, almost in time.

Lu Rong took a car to the nail salon, and the customer had just arrived.

This is a woman in her early forties. Lu Rong recommended a simple and stylish transparent manicure style based on her skin tone and dress.But even if it is simple, you have to work hard for at least an hour.

Since meeting Feng Xinglang two days ago, Lu Rong felt as if his heart had grown wings and flew away, and he was not at work at all.

Not right!

He is acting as a character, why is it getting more and more fake?It may be easy to act out profligacy, but how can feelings and love be pretended if you want to?

Lu Rong forced himself to calm down and do his nails, which could have been done in an hour, but it took half an hour more.

After the customer paid and left, Lu Rong sat down on the sofa in the reception room and took out his mobile phone to call Feng Xinglang, but at this moment, the door creaked open.

The clerk led a man in a suit in, smiled at Rongrong and said, "Brother Rong, Director Feng is looking for you."

Feng Dong?

Damn, Feng Xinglang's father found him so quickly? !

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