Rarely fascinated

After more than ten minutes, Fang Zhihuan realized that there was a car following him behind him. His body paused for a moment, and then he continued to walk forward as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Fei Luo sighed while sitting in the car, but he didn't get out of the car to grab Fang Zhihuan in, but drove slowly behind Fang Zhihuan.

After walking for a while, Fang Zhihuan found a stone bench by the side of the road and sat down. He subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but Fei Luo wouldn't let him smoke it, and he wouldn't let him take it with him. After that, Fang Zhihuan frowned slightly in displeasure, then "tsk", and took his hand back.

Fang Zhihuan's eyes didn't know where the focus was, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He sat motionless on the bench, and Fei Luo was also patient. He parked the car not far from Fang Zhihuan, and then looked at Fang Zhihuan's side face with his chest folded .

What can I do now.

For the first time, Fang Zhihuan became confused about the status quo. Although it was difficult for him to kill Fei Luo alone, it was not impossible, but after killing Fei Luo?Fang Zhihuan didn't know where Fei Luo put the videotape that looked like a drug, and even if he killed Fei Luo and fled back to the country safely, Fei Luo's people would definitely create endless troubles for him.

Fang Zhihuan was not afraid, but felt that it would be annoying.

He was isolated and helpless in this strange place in Italy, oh no, he used to have a helper, but he had been driven back to the country.

Fang Zhiyuan.

Every time Fang Zhihuan thinks of these three words, different emotions will flood his heart. After such a long time, he no longer knows whether he "likes" Fang Zhiyuan or just "an obsession that cannot be obtained". Thinking of this name, Fang Zhihuan probably only felt relieved and guilty when he thought of this person.

Do unto others, do not impose on others.

Fang Zhihuan has personally and deeply felt Fang Zhiyuan's disgust for him, but Fang Zhiyuan can always resolve it again and again, and he can only choose to bear it.

Fang Zhihuan sat there for half an hour. He glanced at Fei Luo's car, then slowly got up and walked over.

Ferrola pulled back, opened the car door for him, looked at him and said, "Back?"

"En." Fang Zhihuan replied, then sat on the co-pilot, put on his seat belt and put it on.

"Go straight home?" Philo asked, looking him in the eyes.

"Whatever." Fang Zhihuan is used to Fei Luo's ups and downs. One second he pretended to be warm and affectionate, and the next second he was furious. People like Fei Luo... huh.

In fact, Fei Luo's temper is really not very good. Which gang boss's temper doesn't explode like a gunpowder keg. He has tried his best to control himself in front of Fang Zhihuan, because he knows that he will only lose when he gets angry. Moreover, Fang Zhihuan was most likely the one who was seriously injured. Fei Luo didn't want to hurt his baby again.

He admitted that he was only a little interested in Fang Zhihuan in the past, and simply wanted to get him into bed, but Fei Luo didn't know when he found out that he seemed to like this arrogant Fang Zhihuan who rejected everyone thousands of miles away but was very fragile in his heart up...

Although Fang Zhihuan "accidentally injured" himself in the fuss today, the fight with Fei Luo was still very enjoyable, and he let go of the anger he had accumulated on Fei Luo in the past few days, so after returning home, he also It's rare that he didn't deliberately stimulate Fei Luo again, and he looked obedient. Of course, that was just a look. In fact, he didn't want to talk to Fei Luo at all, so he didn't bother to talk to him.

After finishing the meal, Fei Luo half dragged Fang Zhihuan to the bed, and took off Fang Zhihuan's clothes with a few strokes. Fang Zhihuan's body stiffened slightly, and then his expression returned to normal. He raised his neck and silently accepted Fero's kiss like a wolf and a tiger biting him.

In fact, Fei Luo just kissed him today and touched him a few times. Fang Zhihuan's leg was still wrapped in a bandage. He wasn't so beastly, doing that kind of thing to a sick patient, so he let Fang Zhihuan go after he kissed him with a wave of evil fire.

He put his hands in Fang Zhihuan's hair, rubbed his side face lightly, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Fang Zhihuan was already prepared to be bitten by a dog, but when he heard this sentence, his eyes showed a bit of surprise.

Seeing the rare expression on his face, Fei Luo chuckled, "You don't really think I'm such a beast, do you? Your legs are already like this, how could I still do it?"

Fang Zhihuan's complexion slowly sank, he pushed Fei Luo away, and half sat up with one arm propped up on the bed, half of his chest was exposed to the air, and that little spot of strange color had just been Fei Luo rubbed a little red, and now she looks extraordinarily gorgeous and attractive.

Fei Luo felt his lower abdomen on fire, his voice became low and hoarse, "I'm going to the bathroom, you go to bed first."

"Fei Luo, what do you mean." Fang Zhihuan's voice was slightly angry, "Have pity on me? Pity me? Pity me?"

For Fang Zhihuan, the pity that Fei Luo gave him was more unacceptable than the humiliation that Fei Luo gave him. When did he need others to pity him, and when did Fei Luo take his turn to sympathize with him? The feeling of being pampered is simply too disgusting, and Fei Luo acted as if the two of them were a close couple, making Fang Zhihuan sick.

Fei Luo froze for a moment, and then explained to him, "I don't sympathize with you, I just don't want to hurt you." After finishing speaking, he blinked ambiguously, and leaned into Fang Zhihuan's ear and said, "Wait for your leg The injury on my body is healed, and it's useless to cry and beg me not to let me fuck."

Fang Zhihuan stared at Fei Luo's face, as if he wanted to stare a hole in his face. After a while, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, with an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in an almost mocking tone, " Philo, are you going to tell me that you like me?"

Fei Luo looked at him calmly, "So what?"

"It's better not." Fang Zhihuan said in a very vicious tone, "Otherwise I will definitely use this reason to kill you. Let me tell you, it's best that in your eyes I'm just a useless inflatable doll after playing, In my eyes, you are the same, if you have any thoughts about me, I will gouge your eyes out."

Philo likes him?

That's disgusting.

"Then you are an inflatable-doll." Looking at him, Fei Luo suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he said coldly, "I don't want to fuck today, is this a good reason? You will never beg me to fuck-you Bar?"

Fang Zhihuan snorted coldly, then turned around and lay down, pulling up the quilt.