The tyrant and his petite flower

Gu Yuan sat on the sofa and looked at Yuan Shi, and stood aside with folded arms, watching him throw the dart, and then hit the red heart firmly.

Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Hey, this concentration is fine. Don't be impatient, when did you become so calm?"

Yuan Shi rolled his eyes at him, got up and went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of Coke.He casually threw a bottle to Gu Yuan, then unscrewed the cap and drank it.

"Because I know that sooner or later, he will return to me willingly."

Gu Yuan pursed his mouth and took a big sip of Coke: "My family Rong Lin helped you, and he enlightened Chen Moyun a few words, saying that he looked very sad. He also said that Chen Moyun wanted to break up, so basically he would eat weights with bastards. Pretty much—that's a determined mind."

Yuan Shi put his hand on Gu Yuan's shoulder, and snorted disdainfully: "Gu Yuan, have you heard the fable about the sheep?"

"I have been poor in Chinese since I was a child, as you know."

"A group of sheep abandoned by their owners ran to a high mountain. When the hungry wolves come, what do you think will happen to them?"

"Scatter and run away?"

"No." There was a dim fire in Yuan Shi's eyes, "The sheep that are used to being raised in captivity are used to the owner feeding them, so they just stand still and wait for the owner to find them."

"You mean..."

"Compared to fear, they are more confused about being abandoned. What if the owner drives away the hungry wolves for them at this time? What do you think will happen?"

"Yuan's second child." When Gu Yuan looked at Yuan, he forcibly turned his peach eyes into apricot cores, "I really, feel how scary you are."

"Why are you afraid of me?" Yuan Shi glanced at him sideways, "I won't fall in love with you again."

"Fuck you." Gu Yuan looked at the time and stood up, "I'm going home, Rong Lin will be angry again when I go back later."

"Hurry up, let's go." Yuan Shi kicked him out, then pushed him outside the door, smiling, "No."

As soon as Gu Yuan walked for a while, he felt that the house seemed to be quite empty.

Not at all popular.

Usually Chen Moyun is at home, sweeping the floor, drying quilts and washing clothes every day.Now that he is gone, the house is a mess, and the clothes are thrown on the sofa, on the bed, everywhere.At that time, I was too lazy to find a cleaner, so I just stayed at home, and suddenly felt a little out of breath.

Glancing at the calendar, Yuanshi raised his eyebrows, it should be time.

Sure enough, within a few minutes the call came.

"Brother Yuan, the old man has already been fooled, and the next plan is proceeding normally?"

"That's right. Dadong, please show me. You can't make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, Brother Yuan, it's not the first time I've done this kind of thing."

"That's good." After he hung up the phone, he opened the phone book again, frowned, and lit a cigarette.

In a row of contact categories called "Snacks", I randomly clicked on the name of a pleasing person and dialed: "Come over to my house now."

Ten minutes later, a tall young man with a well-rounded appearance looked at Yuan Shi with a flattering expression, and stood in the living room with his back straight.

"Cheng Yu." Yuan Shi glanced at the name on the phone, patted the sofa, and signaled him to come over.

Cheng Yu took off his shoes, put his coat on the shelf, and sat obediently beside Yuan Shi.

Seeing him squinting his eyes and not moving, Cheng Yu began to beat his back without saying a word, and chatted while beating: "Brother Yuan, you should pay more attention to rest. Your back is as hard as a rock."

Yuan didn't speak at the time, letting his little hands gently rub his shoulders.

Slightly closing his eyes, Yuanshi touched that smooth and delicate little hand, and then pressed it against the bulge on his trousers.

Cheng Yu obediently helped him unzip his trousers, squatted down, and stretched out his hands to help him hold it.

Yuanshi was lying on the sofa with his head up, no matter how Cheng Yu teased him, he didn't respond at all.

Cheng Yu was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he used his words and hands to use all his life's best skills.

Yuan Shi looked down at him lazily, Cheng Yu raised his head and showed him a flattering smile, and then teased him harder.

Yuan Shi tried to imagine the person in front of him as Chen Moyun, and when that delicate face first appeared in his mind, he was caught off guard by Shi Geng.

Cheng Yu was overjoyed, and moaned softly, making a swallowing sound in his throat.

Yuanshi grabbed his hair, closed his eyes and called out Chen Moyun's name.

A white light flashed in my mind, reaching its peak.

Yuanshi hugged Cheng Yu from the ground and threw him directly onto the big bed.

After half an hour.

Cheng Yu was sore from the torment, he put on a piece of clothes, got up satisfied and tired, and went to the kitchen to boil water for a drink.

He was his big client at the time, and he always gave the most tips, at least ten times more than others.

This client hadn't looked for him for a while, and just when Cheng Yu thought he was completely abandoned, he suddenly called him again today.

Cheng Yu plugged in the electric kettle, poured down the glass, and sat in the living room waiting for the water to boil.

Seeing the mess in the living room, Cheng Yu couldn't help but bent over to tidy up, folded his clothes and pants, and put them on the sofa.

"You're back?" Yuan Shi came out suddenly, with a joyful tone, and hugged him from behind, "Ah Mo."

Cheng Yu straightened up in embarrassment, and smiled at Yuan Shi: "It's me."

Originally seeing clearly that the person in front of him was not Chen Moyun, his eyes darkened instantly.

He let go of his hand and pulled Cheng Yu's collar, his voice was as cold as ice: "Who told you to wear this dress?"

Cheng Yu glanced down at the white shirt on his body, only then did he realize that he shouldn't be wearing it, and said tremblingly, "I...I just took it off, I didn't see clearly just now."

Yuan Shi directly unbuttoned him, and took it off for him with a wave of his hand.

Then he pinched the face that was [-]% similar to Chen Moyun, with a cold light in his eyes: "How do you say you apologize?"

"Me." Cheng Yu twisted his body, looked up at Yuan Shi uneasily, "I will serve you comfortably later."

Yuan Shi took a deep breath expressionlessly, faced his lips, closed his eyes, and kissed him hard.

Chen Moyun lived across from Cheng An'an's house, accepted two scripts, and his life is still passable for the time being.

Occasionally, he would help Cheng An'an clean up, and in his free time he would code at home.

Xiao Mu's salary was not low, and he was asked to adapt the script of an ancient costume martial arts drama in the near future.

Therefore, Chen Moyun's current job is to study history, and he is afraid that if he misses any details, it may be edited by netizens into goofy scenes and treated as jokes.

"Hey, I have a friend who is coming to stay at night, so why don't you buy some food and let's cook together?" Cheng Anan stood at the door, knocked on the door twice, and said, looking at Chen Moyun who was typing at his desk.

"Okay. I'll go to the supermarket right now." Chen Moyun finished writing the last word and closed the computer.

He bought some pork belly, beef, and a fish, remembering that Cheng Anan's house still had leftover dishes from last time, so he could cook five or six dishes in total.I thought this was almost the same, so I walked back.

Cheng An'an's house didn't lock the door, Chen Moyun put the dishes on the table, and was about to call for someone, when he heard a coquettish hum from the bedroom.

He frowned, couldn't help but feel strange, and walked two steps closer to Cheng Anan's bedroom.

The door was ajar, and Cheng An'an, who was in messy clothes, was pressed under a woman, his face was flushed, both of them were panting and moaning intermittently.

Who was the person covering Cheng An'an's body? Chen Moyun didn't see clearly, but somehow he felt familiar.

He didn't have time to think, his face turned red, and he quickly backed out.He quickened his pace and walked home.

An hour later, Cheng Anan sent him a message asking if he was back, and Chen Moyun opened the door and walked straight over.

At this point, the two of them were already dressed.

Seeing the bright and moving face of the woman sitting next to Cheng An'an, Chen Moyun was taken aback, looked at her in disbelief and said, "Fang...Fang Qin?"

A flash of panic flashed in Fang Qin's eyes, and then he smiled brightly: "What a coincidence, Ah Mo."

Cheng Anan excitedly held Fang Qin's hand: "You two know each other?"

"Yes, he is a well-known talent in our company." Fang Qin smiled slightly, and glanced at the dishes on the table, "Ah Mo, let's go to the kitchen to wash the vegetables."

Chen Moyun nodded, picked up the basket and walked to the kitchen.

Standing in front of the sink, Fang Qin peeled off the onions, pinched the heads and tails, with clean movements.She lowered her eyes and snorted expressionlessly: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect everyone to know each other, so happy."

Chen Moyun hummed, and the scene of Fang Qin and Cheng Anan being entangled in his mind couldn't get rid of it.

It seems that Cheng An'an and Xiao Mu don't know each other's existence at all.

And Fang Qin, what was he thinking?

"Let me help you." Cheng Anan rolled up his cuffs, stood beside Fang Qin, smiled at her, then put his hands in the water, splashed some water on Fang Qin.

"An'an!" Fang Qin glanced at her coquettishly, and wiped the water from his forehead.

Cheng Anan still ignored her feeble scolding, and continued to splash her with water.

Fang Qin returned it without showing any weakness, and both of their chests were wet in an instant.

Chen Moyun felt a little embarrassed, and sat in the living room with his head bowed.

Cheng Anan reached out to touch Fang Qin's drenched clothes, and sighed: "Sister Qin, don't catch a cold, go and change into my clean clothes."

Fang Qin leaned close to her ear and smiled, "Okay, come with me and change it for me."

Chen Moyun blushed slightly, coughed, and pretended not to see anything.

The author has something to say:

So what, you fathers who read the official, like to order a collection!In fact, Xiaoxiao, I saved several chapter drafts, and basically saved the word count for next week.But, why I don't update every day, it's because I'm waiting for the list!So, no update tomorrow ~ update the day after tomorrow ~