Rarely fascinated

Since ancient times, it is not the man and the moon that are difficult to have both, but only one between "I love you" and "you love me".

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Fei Luo was provoked by Fang Zhihuan again and again, and he laughed back angrily, "Now you eat my money, live in my flowers and use mine, what right do you have to say such a thing?"

"You think I want to?" Fang Zhihuan smiled, "Even if you beg me on your knees, I don't want to."

I'm afraid that Fang Zhihuan is the only one in this world who has the ability to irritate him with a single word. Fei Luo looked at Fang Zhihuan, who was obviously uncomfortable and couldn't stand up, but still insisted on holding on to him. Somewhere in his heart suddenly softened up.

"Aren't you tired of throwing up all afternoon?" Fei Luo sighed, then picked him up without warning, and walked towards the guest room.

Fang Zhihuan took a deep breath in Fei Luo's arms, resisted the desire to fight with him, closed his eyes and nestled quietly in his arms.

At night, Fei Luo lay on the bed and read international magazines, letting Fang Zhihuan's head rest on his shoulder to read with him.

"Are you so idle every day?" Fang Zhihuan finally couldn't help asking after he wanted to sleep for the third time and was harassed by Fei Luo.

"No, I'm only free when I'm with you." Fei Luo rubbed Fang Zhihuan's ear affectionately from the side, "Wait for me to sleep together."

Fang Zhihuan said softly, "I'm sleepy."

A scheming smile appeared on Fei Luo's face, and he showed his white teeth, "Tell me what you want to do in the future, you know?"

Fang Zhihuan glanced at him expressionlessly, then rolled over directly from Fei Luo's arms, and closed his eyes in a comfortable position.

After kissing and biting his neck a few times, Fei Luo hugged Fang Zhihuan from behind and fell asleep contentedly.

Fei Luo is tall and tall, and Fang Zhihuan's body cannot be seen at all when viewed from behind. He can wrap Fang Zhihuan's entire body.Fang Zhihuan in the darkness slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and piercing, like a sudden cold light in the night sky, he took a few deep breaths, and his eyes slowly dimmed.

He has to try his best to suppress himself, so that he can hold back the desire to do something to Fei Luo...

"Buongiorno!"

When Fang Zhihuan woke up the next morning, he met a pair of blue eyes as soon as he opened his eyes. Fei Luo's face was actually pretty, and his smile was warm, but this had nothing to do with Fang Zhihuan hating him.

"Good morning." Fang Zhihuan was silent for a while, then replied.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"casual."

"Breakfast here usually only has cappuccino and croissant. I don't know if you are used to it." Fei Luo looked at him, "What do you eat when you are in China?"

"Not necessarily." Fang Zhihuan always skipped a few words when talking to him, and didn't want to say any extra words.

"Then let's get the bread." Fei Luo leaned over and kissed his lips, and nodded like a dragonfly on the water, "I'll eat in the living room later."

Fang Zhihuan wiped his lips with his hands in disgust, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

"I'm going out today."

After eating, Fang Zhihuan turned his head to look at Fei Luo, and before he could say anything, he said, "I'm alone."

Philo thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Fang Zhihuan had a slightly surprised expression on his face, he thought that Fei Luo would stalk him anyway...

"Where do you want to go? Do you want me to send you a driver?" Fei Luo was not at all worried that Fang Zhihuan would take the opportunity to escape. If he wanted to leave, he should have left that day...

"No need." Fang Zhihuan said calmly, "I'll just walk around."

Fei Luo took out a card from the drawer of the cabinet and put it in Fang Zhihuan's palm, "The password is XXXXXX, just buy whatever you want."

Fang Zhihuan took the card, squinted his eyes and yawned, then went to the bedroom to change clothes.

Fei Luo raised his eyebrows. He stared at Fang Zhihuan's leaving back for a while, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

When Fang Zhihuan bumped into Fei Luo's dimpled smiling face in the shopping mall, he finally understood why Fei Luo let him go out alone so easily in the morning.

There was a big smile on Fei Luo's face, but that smile was very hypocritical, and he said happily, "Oh, what a coincidence, you also come to this store."

Fang Zhihuan stared at him for a few seconds, then walked directly past him, as if he hadn't seen him at all, and directly regarded Fei Luo as air.

Fei Luo was not angry either, he followed Fang Zhihuan, and introduced Fang Zhihuan wherever Fang Zhihuan went.

"This is Versace. The clothes of this brand look old-fashioned. The style doesn't suit you, but the material is very good."

"This is a GUCCI bag..."

"....this...."

Fang Zhihuan finally turned his head impatiently, "Can you shut up."

"Yes." Fei Luo was waiting for Fang Zhihuan's words, and he grabbed Fang Zhihuan's hand at once, clasped his fingers together, raised the arms of the two people and shook them in front of Fang Zhihuan, and then said leisurely, " let's go."

Fang Zhihuan gritted his teeth and looked at him, but in the end he didn't say anything and walked silently all the way.The figures and appearances of the two of them were too eye-catching, and countless people's eyes fell on them along the way, and they also fell on the hands they held.

After a long time, he finally found a place selling trench coats on the 11th floor. Fang Zhihuan shook off Fei Luo's hand vigorously, and then looked along the rows of trench coats.

Just as he was watching seriously, a hand patted his shoulder abruptly, and he slapped back almost subconsciously.

"Hey!" Fei Luo quickly grabbed Fang Zhihuan's wrist that was slapping him with one hand, "My own!"

"What are you doing?" Fang Zhihuan's voice was a little cold.

"I'll show you a piece of clothing." Fei Luo raised the windbreaker in his hand helplessly, "This."

Fang Zhihuan glanced at it, and said in a cold voice, "No need."

"Hey, go and try." Fei Luo half-undressed and half-coaxed Fang Zhihuan into the locker room. He said confidently, "Trust my eyes."

Fang Zhihuan stood alone in the dressing room, his chest trembled and he let out a deep breath, then calmly put on the clothes Fei Luo asked him to wear, then pushed the door and went out.

Facts have proved that Fei Luo's vision is really good. The dress set off Fang Zhihuan's figure to the extreme. The windbreaker that covered his thighs barely exposed his long and straight legs, and the slightly cinched waist The design accentuates his thin waist. If this dress is worn on other people, it will look feminine, but it is just right on Fang Zhihuan.

The moment Fei Luo saw Fang Zhihuan, his eyes changed, and they suddenly sank.

"How?" Fang Zhihuan pursed his lips.

"It's perfect." Fei Luo praised unabashedly.

"That's it." Fang Zhihuan nodded.

"What else to buy?" Philo asked.

Fang Zhihuan didn't raise his eyes, "Your vision is so good, you can just pick it, I won't buy it."

After speaking, he threw the clothes on Fei Luo, turned around and left.

"...Don't be angry." Fei Luo felt that Fang Zhihuan was exuding a black aura, he touched his nose, and chased after him embarrassingly, "Can't you choose it yourself?"

Fang Zhihuan's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Fei Luo almost bumped into him, but fortunately, he braked in time.

"I said, don't follow me." Fang Zhihuan turned around and pointed at him, saying every word, "Can you understand?"

Fei Luo's complexion also darkened. He wrapped Fang Zhihuan's waist with one hand, and led him staggeringly forward. He tilted his head next to Fang Zhihuan's ear, and said clearly, "Don't be shameless."

Fang Zhihuan's suppressed anger finally broke out under Fei Luo's words. He broke away from Fei Luo's arm in an instant, raised his leg and kicked Fei Luo's lower abdomen.

Fei Luo raised his hand and grabbed his leg, feeling numbness in the tiger's mouth. He twisted Fang Zhihuan's leg to the right, took advantage of the trend, turned his body to the left, and dodged to Fang Zhihuan's side.

Fei Luo's kung fu is also one of the best. Although he may not be able to beat Fang Zhihuan, he will definitely not suffer. The last time Fang Zhihuan succeeded was entirely because of his carelessness. Everyone stepped back in fright, and some girls already screamed.

Fang Zhihuan's fist hit Fei Luo's face and lower abdomen a few times, and there was a strong smell of blood in his mouth. , The shots are all within minutes and seconds.

Fang Zhihuan's kick was dodged by Fei Luo, and he kicked directly on the dressing mirror behind him. At that moment, Fang Zhihuan's leg was scratched by the broken glass and blood flowed across the face.Fang Zhihuan glanced indifferently, then turned around and hit back.

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I'm sorry, because of my personal reasons, I'm not in the mood recently, and I just wrote it here

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