This commander of the bend is not to be broken!

Everything is just like a dream, Fu Xiaohan lives in the old house of Fu's family, and has not returned home for many years, but the servants take good care of him, the flowers are still in full bloom, and the plantain leaves are not a little thinner.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, misty, his shirt collar was half open, he had a casual look, his hair was short and strong, and the little five followed him, standing by with his hands down, silent.

The moonlight is just right, the addiction to cigarettes is even stronger, I take a bite in my mouth, as if I have forgotten everything, and I want to order a drink, but I know my own drinking capacity, once I drink, it will be a bad thing.

Look, after so many years, even though the capacity for alcohol has improved a lot, the quality of the wine is still extremely poor. When drunk, he either falls asleep or tries to escape to that person desperately.

He was in Chongyang, separated by the sea, drunk many times, every time he wanted to take a small boat, run to Qingzhou, take Cheng Yuchun away, and return to the mountains and forests from then on, ignoring worldly affairs.

The fifth son persuaded him, "Master, it's time for you to rest."

It was almost the time of the child, and he was always full of dust after returning to China, so he had to have some free time this evening.I seldom sleep, I always sleep lightly, and I tend to have nightmares when I fall asleep.

He still smells like Cheng Yuchun, who belongs to a big man, and smells like rouge and powder all over his body. He knows that he is in this line of work, especially since he is a hot female role, every day he is stained with makeup, and occasionally his face is nothing more than plain To accompany some wealthy and powerful people who spend a lot of money.Lots of pickles.

He has a calm face, and he doesn't take everything to heart, that's the most abominable thing, let that disgusting Boss Su defile his body like this, he regards it as a precious treasure.

He has a calm face, and he doesn't take everything to heart, that's the most abominable thing, let that disgusting Boss Su defile his body like this, he regards it as a precious treasure.

Adjutant Deng advised him: "Don't forget why the young master came to Qingzhou this time."

He lowered his head, without opening his eyelids, and replied lightly: "Of course I won't forget."

Adjutant Deng hesitated to speak, and wanted to show him how he looked like, but he looked like Fu Xiaohan who was planning a strategy.

The crabapple blossoms were in full bloom, and the scent of flowers in the yard was so strong that I don't know what kind of flowers they smelled. The little Wuzi yawned. Fu Xiaohan got up, and the stone stool nailed to the ground had been covered with heat by him. It was cold, he turned his head and walked to the study room, the little five asked him: "Young Master, aren't you going to bed yet?"

Fu Xiaohan said: "There are still some matters that have not been dealt with, and I can't sleep."

Little Wu: "Then I will accompany you."

Fu Xiaohan said: "No need, you go and hug me the quilt. If I'm sleepy, I'll just rest in the study."

The little five agreed to say goodbye, went to the bedroom to hug the quilt, and put it in the study, Fu Xiaohan sat in front of the desk, and two pots of evergreen leaves were placed on the Duobao Pavilion, all the antiques and curios were loved by the ancestors of the Fu family Things.

He still remembered Cheng Yuchun's body, he had never seen a woman's body before.When I went to study in France two years ago, I saw the red-light culture in Paris. The plump women's bodies were shamelessly exposed in front of men. The light tulle was completely different from Chinese women, showing a bumpy spring. Sometimes It also makes him tempted.

Those of his classmates urged him to go, they have all been there before, and the group will never accept a person who is not of my race.He responded lightly, thinking it would not be a difficult task, women, what's the difference?

Before he met Cheng Yuchun, he never thought he would like a man.

The woman's name was Rose, and Fu Xiaohan called her Rose.He seduced her heart with his fluent French, not to mention his handsome appearance.She probably never thought that she would fall in love with a foreign man.She is an asshole.As long as whoever gives the money, you can have a good time with him.

Rose has helped him a lot, even though he is abroad, he is still in control of domestic affairs.The Shanxi General Soldier sent people to assassinate him many times to no avail, and finally became furious, and prepared to hire many killers with a lot of money to take his life.

During that time, he had been living with Rose, and it was also during that time that he learned to smoke.Rose said: "Han, you should smoke. Those hands of yours can't be more tempting to hold a cigar." Rose smokes, but Rose prefers to see him smoking. He always frowns, sucks lightly, and spits out half a smoke ring.

Then Rose went to seduce him, unbuttoned his shirt, exposed his strong chest, and kissed his ears with flaming red lips, Rose took off her large outer skirt, and her plump body was close to him.

He didn't allow her to kiss his lips.

And Rose never made it because he couldn't.

I don't know why, but I don't seem to be interested in any woman.

But he knew that nothing was wrong with him, so Rose looked at him with subtle eyes, as if sighing.

Where was Cheng Yuchun at that time?Luxuriant, when he was haunted by nightmares day and night, he fell among the men and let them do anything to him that was out of bounds.

When the sun just rose into the sky, the little five hurried into the house: "Master, Master, Boss Cheng is sick!"

Fu Xiaohan: "What's the use of talking to me when you're sick?"

Little Wuzi knew that his young master had always been like this, he didn't care about it, but he felt distressed, so he said again: "No, Boss Cheng is already talking nonsense, the fever is serious, and he keeps calling your name."

Fu Xiaohan frowned: "Prepare the car."

Cheng Yuchun was always alone, so no one found out that he was ill at home all night, and he was so confused that he couldn't go to the hospital by himself. Fortunately, Fu Xiaohan arranged a manpower, even though it was a secret surveillance, it saved his life.

When Fu Xiaohan arrived, Cheng Yuchun's fever was already indistinct, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, he could only stare at Fu Xiaohan's face, his forehead was hot, Fu Xiaohan sat beside his bed, testing the temperature of his forehead with his hands.

When Cheng Yuchun caught cold, he held his hand in a daze and refused to let go, wanting to put his hand on his chest, it was terribly hot there, Fu Xiaohan's expression was not good: "Did you call for a doctor?"

Little Wuzi quickly replied, "I've already invited you, and I'm on my way here."

Cheng Yuchun murmured Fu Xiaohan's name, Fu Xiaohan lowered his head to listen, his eyes became very gentle at this moment, he looked at Cheng Yuchun's sleeping face with good eyesight, Cheng Yuchun seemed to be at ease and slept soundly.

Fu Xiaohan unconsciously touched his face and burned his hand, he retracted, Cheng Yuchun pouted like a child, Fu Xiaohan put his hand back, Cheng Yuchun went to touch that hand, holding it was very reassuring a feeling of.

Fu Xiaohan lowered his head to kiss his lips, which was a little pale at the moment, but very beautiful.His eyebrows are gentle and stubborn, which makes him mostly angry, but he is not willing to be angry with him.

He blamed himself for being reckless last night, but he and Cheng Yuchun couldn't go back after all, Cheng Yuchun could only get his tenderness when they were both unconscious.Because he is no longer Fu Xiaohan, he is the son of Fu's eldest son, and he is a dignified man.

Cheng Yuchun woke up, Fu Xiaohan froze for a moment, and wanted to take back his hand, Cheng Yuchun blinked, and touched Fu Xiaohan's cheek like a raving: "Fu Xiaohan, is that you?" He smiled wryly again: "It's too late for you to hate me Well, it must be a dream."

But this dream was too real, he saw Fu Xiaohan leaning over to kiss his lips, at first he just pecked lightly, then as if trying to suck his whole body dry, he grabbed the air in his mouth.

Cheng Yuchun popped out the word Fu Xiaohan from his lips, intermittently, when Fu Xiaohan stopped kissing him, he quickly took a big gulp of air.

"Fu Xiaohan, don't..." Cheng Yuchun's voice was like a mosquito, Fu Xiaohan didn't say a word, he just kissed harder, but at least he knew the seriousness of it, so he didn't kiss on the bed.

Cheng Yuchun: "Fu Xiaohan...um...I don't want to pass the wind and cold to you." Spring water was already in his eyes, very moist, and he was very weak, lying on the bed, as if At the mercy of others.

"Fu Xiaohan, you are finally back."

He buried himself in Fu Xiaohan's shoulder blades, tears flowed out again, wet Fu Xiaohan's clothes, it was damp.Fu Xiaohan took out a cigarette from his pocket, walked to the window, lit it, and smoked it by himself.

"Cheng Yuchun, I'm fucking dead by your hands."

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Oh my god, I've double updated, so what should I do tomorrow╭(°A°`)╮

Things happen for a reason and a chapter is broken.It doesn't have to be made up tomorrow.Just sauce.