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With his arms in a horizontal position in front of the refrigerator, Fu Mingcheng remained expressionless, his heart sinking to the extreme.

The cheesecake he put in it last night disappeared again.

If the day before yesterday he just had doubts about his memory, but last night the cheesecake was obviously arranged by himself, and he even chose an angle on purpose.

Now it turns out that a thief really sneaked into the house.

The man walked around the room and pondered, "I'm still a thief who only steals sweets."

Fu Mingcheng quickly contacted the security guards in the community. In less than 5 minutes, the security guards arrived quickly. After explaining the situation to the security guards, Fu Mingcheng asked to check the surveillance cameras in the community.

The residents living in this community were either rich or expensive, and the security guard couldn't afford to offend him, so he hurriedly led Fu Mingcheng to the monitoring room, and reversed the video captured by the camera last night.

After watching the video, no one passed by the door of Fu Mingcheng's house all night long. He lived on the fifteenth floor. It is even more impossible for a thief to choose to escape through the window in such a high place, unless the other party wants to die.

After leaving the video surveillance room, Fu Mingcheng went straight to the company.

On this day, Hengmeng's staff found that their boss was in a very bad mood, and even the innocent secretary who went in to deliver coffee was somehow picked on.

The boss is strict and reticent. Unless something goes wrong at work, he generally won't find fault with others.

Just when everyone was praying not to work overtime tonight, Fu Ming received an invitation from a party organizer.

After Fu Mingcheng finished handling the work in hand, he drove to the address of the reception with a bad complexion under the warm farewell of the staff.

The traffic was very congested during the time after get off work, and the exhaust fumes from the cars floated into his nose faintly, which made Fu Mingcheng faintly irritable after a day of tension.

He raised the window and stared indifferently ahead.

The inexplicable loss of sweets for two consecutive days made Fu Mingcheng feel terrible.

The step-by-step rhythm of life was broken, and he still couldn't catch the thief who broke it, and he didn't even know how the thief sneaked into his home.

Accustomed to being the active side who controls everything, this is the first time he is on the unknown passive side, Fu Mingcheng feels that his majesty has been challenged.

The fingers controlling the steering wheel gradually clenched, Fu Mingcheng thought that he must catch the thief on the spot.

If you dare to steal his sweets, be prepared to be punished!

Fu Mingcheng's dull and reticent personality is not suitable for the scene of drinking and drinking, so he rarely attends various receptions and banquets. If the person who invited him this time was a friend he met in college, he would rather work overtime in the company until late at night. don't want to come here.

Fu Mingcheng's attire today is not much different from usual.

A dark gray high-end handmade suit wrapped his tall and strong body, his hair was combed back to reveal a full forehead, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were like torches.

He stood on the spot and glanced at it lightly, without needing to speak, he already made people feel an invisible oppression.

Not angry.

Although Fu Mingcheng was a low-key person, many people in the reception still recognized him.Seeing that he was alone, many graceful women in long skirts walked towards him very quickly.

The reception started, everyone toasted and drank, talking and laughing.

When Fu Mingcheng was chatting with his university friends, many people around him were sending eyeballs here.

The friend blinked at him, and said narrowly: "Look, you've only been here for less than half an hour, and you've already received a lot of goodwill. It's a pity that my master's limelight has been robbed by you."

Fu Mingcheng shook his head slightly, apparently not wanting to elaborate on this aspect.

"Seriously, why don't you just make do and find a companion. The scene is good right now. Look, there are so many elegant and graceful women, men can also be men. If you have a companion, someone will stand by for you when you come out. .”

Fu Mingcheng drank up the red wine in the glass, and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for your sake, do you think I would come over?"

The friend waved his hand and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay. I thank Mr. Fu for looking up to me." He smiled and said: "There are still people over there. I have to say hello. If you sit here, I won't bother you." is you."

Fu Mingcheng glanced at his friend lightly, naturally he didn't stop him.

The friend left, and there was no companion by his side, and the person he left behind just now continued to stick to Fu Mingcheng.

Fu Mingcheng drank a few glasses with everyone with a blank face. His alcohol capacity was not considered good. After a few glasses, the night wind blew, his brain was slightly smoky, and he felt a little drunk.

After a few more polite words, Fu Mingcheng withdrew and left the reception.

He drank and planned to find a place to rest for a while before going back.

There is a special room in the villa for guests to rest. As soon as Fu Mingcheng entered, a servant led him.Fu Mingcheng came to the door, waved slightly to the servant, and opened the door.

As soon as he entered, before the lights had time to turn on, a warm and naked body fell into his arms, and someone reached out to hug him.

Fu Mingcheng gradually got used to the darkness in the room, he pulled away the person who jumped at him, the smooth feel between the tentacles made his stomach a little sick after drinking.

"Stand still." Fu Mingcheng said lightly, and reached out to turn on the light in the room.

It’s a boy, his bones haven’t grown like a mature man’s, and his body has green lines between a teenager and a young man. I don’t know if it’s the lighting effect. The boy’s whole body is light pink, his lips are moist, and his eyes are full of affection. /want.

Fu Mingcheng sat on the edge of the bed and gently pinched the center of his brows. A few minutes later, he looked up and saw that the boy was still standing beside him, completely naked and not afraid of the cold.

"Fu, Mr. Fu..." He looked ashamed when he wanted to speak.

Fu Mingcheng nodded slightly, and said without thinking: "Fu Mingzong called you here."

"Yes..." The boy quickly added: "I am willing too."

"Go back."

"Mr. Fu!" The boy suddenly screamed. He didn't know where the courage came from. He even seemed to take the lead. He threw himself at Fu Mingcheng's feet, lowered his head, and buried his steaming face through his pants. At Fu Mingcheng's place.

The boy was very young, and his whole body was shaking.

Fu Mingcheng's face gradually turned cold, and he pulled him up forcefully.

Through the fabric, you can feel the grand scale there, but there is no reaction.

The boy's face was flushed, he squeezed the hands hanging on both sides, and stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't do well enough."

"Go back." Fu Mingcheng frowned tightly, his face was gloomy, and he was very irritable.

Before the boy could react, Fu Mingcheng had already got up and left the room first. While walking, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed Fu Mingzong's number.

The call was connected almost immediately.

"Hey, like me to send you-"

"Fu Mingzong."

Usually when Fu Mingcheng called his brother's name by first and last name, it meant that he was already angry.

Fu Mingzong wisely kept silent, and found an excuse to cover up: "Well, Xiao Lang wants me to tell him a bedtime story, so I'll take care of the children first."

"In the future, if you send people to my side again, I will use the same method to send people to you."

Putting the words aside in a deep voice, Fu Mingcheng hung up the phone and ignored Fu Mingzong.

He walked out quickly with a cold face. After being so teased by the boy, according to a normal man, his lower body/body has probably reacted.But Fu Mingcheng didn't respond at all. The reason why he didn't find a lover or even a bed partner was a big reason that only Fu Mingcheng knew.

He was cold, or to put it worse, impotent.

The street lights along the way outside the car window quickly reversed, and when the substitute driver drove the car to Sweet, Fu Mingcheng asked the other party to stop the car.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, when Fu Mingcheng opened the door and went in, the clerk was dozing off on the cash register.

Hearing the sound and seeing that it was Fu Mingcheng, the clerk smiled and said, "Mr. Fu is a bit late today."

Fu Mingcheng raised his chin slightly, perhaps because he came here every day, the clerk would leave two fresh desserts for him, and he could pack them up and take them away as soon as he came in.

After returning to the apartment, Fu Mingcheng carefully put one of the sweets in the refrigerator.He stood staring at the piece of strawberry mousse for a while before going to the living room to eat another piece.

The silky taste and the faint strawberry fragrance slipped into the throat, and Fu Mingcheng looked as usual, but he was actually immersed in the satisfaction of enjoying the dessert.

After eating, he glanced at the refrigerator in the kitchen, and walked upstairs while unbuttoning his shirt.

Tonight, he must catch the thief.

This kind of almost stubborn thinking is really too naive for a 28-year-old man.

Fu Mingcheng could find bodyguards to lurk at home and wait for the thief to appear, but he didn't know which nerve was wrong. He knew that the thief only stole his sweets, and he didn't want others to know about it for the time being.

Fu Mingcheng was addicted to sweets, and he was certain that the thief was only interested in his sweets, and suddenly he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It's subtle anyway.

This subtle feeling was enough to cause ripples in Fu Mingcheng's unchanging life. He suddenly wanted to see this thief very much.

This thief is as addicted to sweets as he is.

The wall clock on the wall showed that it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Fu Mingcheng was lying on the sofa in the living room covered with a blanket. He deliberately relaxed the ups and downs of his breathing, and kept his eyes open in the dark without any sleepiness.

Time passed bit by bit, and he waited quietly. In the blink of an eye, it was two o'clock in the morning, and the living room was quiet.

Fu Mingcheng felt that he was probably really crazy, and just as he was about to get up and walk upstairs, there was a slight sound from the direction of the upstairs study.

Fu Mingcheng paused when he got up, he held his breath, lay motionless on the sofa like a ferocious beast waiting for an opportunity to catch its prey in the forest.

The thief he was waiting for is here.

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