Convincing others with appearance

When Fu Runian saw Wen Yanming's words, he immediately imagined Wen Yanming's expression now, he must be frowning, looking irritable, and maybe cursing him.

Hmm... Maybe he will write bad things about him in the small notebook.

Fu Runian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

But Wen Yanming is really 20.

The possibility of the same length is actually very high. After all, there are so many men in this world, and there are only so many sizes. Moreover, this is a book, and the author can write as long as he wants. The same is also possible. of.

It's just that Fu Runian just received the text message yesterday, and subconsciously believed it.

What he is doing now is just verification.

Fu Ruqing smiled, turned on the voice, and said in a low voice: "Yes, I am the devil. But if I don't say that, how can I find out that you are lying to me, you are really bad..."

After sending this voice, Fu Runian fell into deep thought.

Cen Yiyan and Wen Yanming have completely two personalities, and they are also two different individuals in the book, and they can even appear at the same time, hostile to each other, unexpectedly they are the same person.

Are their identities similar to 'actors'?

Or is it that a certain part of the body is completely identical?

Fu Runian was very curious about them.

Also very curious about the definition of 'same person'.

He thought for a while, and sent a text message to the previous number: Can you tell me why they call the same person?Is there another world besides this world?

The text message reply was delayed.

Fu Runian also knew that the 'god' on the other end could not tell him all the answers casually, so he threw the phone aside, turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the aunt Cen Yiyan was talking about came.

She knocked on the door, and said to Fu Ru Nian with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I bought some light breakfasts. You can get up and eat."

Fu Runian agreed, got up slowly, washed up, and sat down at the dining table.

Aunt put breakfast in front of him.

He yawned, thanked him, and ate.

After finishing all this, the aunt said that she had to rush back to make lunch for her grandson, so Fu Runian let him leave.

Sitting alone at the dining table in the villa, Fu Runian turned on his cell phone without a single text message.

Fu Runian was not in a hurry either.

In the afternoon, Fu Runian was lying on the sofa playing a mobile game, when a text message popped up suddenly, it was from that number.

There was a slight movement in his heart, he didn't even have time to play the game, so he clicked on it directly.

——These questions you asked can only be told to you in the future. You just need to know that they are all the same person. As long as you follow what I said in the future, I will give you the answers to these questions that you don’t know. answer.

Fu Runian carefully read the words sent by that person, and frowned.

Do as he says...

But since Fu Runian knew it was a book, what he hated the most was that his actions were controlled by others.

That text message sent by some kind of ghost directly touched Fu Runian's back.With a cold expression, he deleted all the text messages between the two of them, as if this incident never happened.

Of course, Fu Runian really wanted to know what was going on, but for him, freedom was more important.

If others need to direct everything, then Fu Runian would rather not know anything, but also ensure that every step he takes after that is what he wants to do, not forced to do.

After a while, Wen Yanming called: "Since you already know my length, we should go to the hotel, right?"

Obviously, Wen Yanming didn't feel that anyone in this world could outlast him.

"Did you forget something?"

Fu Runian said, "I said, I don't talk to younger people..."

Wen Yanming immediately interrupted: "...fuck your mother, did you hear me, fuck your mother."

Fu Runian: "...Come on, I'm an orphan, and I've never even met my mother. If you fuck my mother, you might as well fuck me."

"You fucking don't give a fuck!"

Wen Yanming finished yelling and hung up the phone.

Pay like a happy year.

He lazily got up from the sofa, didn't book a hotel, but turned and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing, Fu Runian looked in the mirror.

There were faint traces left by Cen Yiyan on his body, but Fu Runian felt that Wen Yanming would not care about these, and even, judging by his identity, he might be even more excited.

Fu Runian chose a silver-gray suit from the cloakroom, and asked the driver to drive him directly to the company.

At this time, Wen Yanming should be in the company.

If not, it can only be said that he is out of luck.

Fu Runian hadn't come to the company for a few days. When he arrived, Wen Yanming happened to be in a meeting.

Fu Runian was idle and bored, so he sent a text message to Wen Yanming, asking him to call him after the meeting.

While sitting in the hall playing with his mobile phone, Fu Runian suddenly remembered that Wen Yanming lied to him about having a height of 22cm.

He touched his chin.

Wen Yanming is so bold that he still has to lie to him about this kind of thing. Wen Yanming can't get it so smoothly.

Thinking of this, Fu Runian went to a convenience store near the company to buy more than a dozen different types of condoms, disassembled them all, kept only one of each, and threw the rest away. Bulky.

He looked at the time and went to buy two more cups of milk tea, one for the young lady at the front desk and one for himself.

The lady at the front desk blushed slightly, and looked at Fu Runian: "I, I, I... Actually, I am your fan!"

Fu Runian was taken aback.

He chuckled, "Thanks."

Seeing that it was almost time, Fu Runian went upstairs.

It just so happened that Wen Yanming had just finished the meeting, and the two met in the corridor. He didn't seem to have seen Fu Runian's text message. When he saw Fu Runian, his originally cold face instantly twisted.

Obviously remembering what happened before.

Fu Runian guessed that if there were not too many people around, Wen Yanming would have rushed to beat him.

Fu Runian smiled, and he stood in front of Wen Yanming openly, without any intention of apologizing for the things he did before, but whispered: "Mr. Wen, I have something I want to talk to you about. Let's discuss it."

Wen Yanming looked unhappy.

He stared at Fu Runian's eyes.

At this time, Fu Runian had a faint smile on his face, which made his entire face look extremely coquettish. His body was white and clean, as if he had never been outside in the sun.

I don't know if it's Wen Yanming's illusion, but he always feels that Fu Runian looks better than before.

Wen Yanming looked at it for a while, then said lightly, "Come in."

Fu Runian followed Wen Yanming to the office.

No one is in the office.

As soon as Wen Yanming entered it, he wanted to trouble Fu Runian, but as soon as he turned around, Fu Runian hugged his waist very actively.

Fu Runian raised his head and looked at Wen Yanming with a smile: "Yanyan."

After shouting, he directly kissed Wen Yanming's chin.

The soft lips were printed on the skin, and the scent of Fu Runian's shampoo and shower gel filled his breath. Wen Yanming's body paused, and his mind went blank in an instant.

Originally, he wanted to mock Fu Runian according to the little book he had written, but now he was afraid that Fu Runian would get angry if he said it, and the duck in his mouth would fly away, so he could only hold his breath.

Thinking of this, Wen Yanming recalled the scene where Fu Runian played tricks on him before.

He stretched out his hand to press Fu Runian against the door, and kissed Fu Runian's lips forcefully.

The tongue penetrated into Fu Runian's mouth and began to attack the city.

Fu Ruyou made a muffled snort.

Wen Yanming is a very irritable person, which is mainly reflected in the kiss with him.

Fu Runian only felt a pain on his lips, and knew that he was talking again. He frowned immediately, and said vaguely, "Why are you biting again?"

Wen Yanming said triumphantly, "It's you who bit me, and made you play me all the time."

Fu Runian was aggrieved and said, "Who played you? I obviously gave you the conditions directly. It's you who didn't live up to it."

Wen Budouqi Yan Ming took a deep breath.

Fu Runian's words were really hurtful, and he even poked them in the heart. Wen Yanming felt that his chest was congested, and he couldn't breathe, and his heart was tight.

He pinched Fu Runian's waist fiercely: "How do you talk?"

Fu Runian blinked.

He didn't answer, but took Wen Yanming's hand and felt in his pocket. He smiled and asked softly, "Yanyan, what did you find?"

Wen Yanming could feel the small circles with one touch, and immediately his Adam's apple rolled.

Fu Runian locked the office door with his backhand.

His fingers slid down Wen Yanming's chest and asked, "Have you ever done it with Qiu Chao?"

"No." Wen Yanming frowned almost imperceptibly, "Why mention him?"

"Will First Young Master Wen marry Qiu Chao?" Fu Runian asked again.

Wen Yanming buried her head in Fu Runian's neck: "If you divorce Cen Yiyan, I will break off my engagement with Qiu Chao and marry you."

Fu Runian raised an eyebrow.

He smiled: "You misunderstood, I just asked casually."

Wen Yanming's eyes became a little darker.

Here it comes again... This person can never take his words seriously.He was a little happy when he heard Fu Runian's words, but now he was all angry.

Wen Yanming directly reached out to hug Fu Runian, and just as he put Fu Runian on the desk, planning to send a message, he heard Fu Runian say, "It seems that Young Master Wen hasn't answered my previous question."

Wen Yanming was taken aback, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered what Fu Runian said just now.

He casually replied: "What else is there, isn't it just a trick?"

Fu Runian held Wen Yanming down and touched his pocket hand again, and said, "Let's make a game. I bought many types of condoms, and I only kept one of them. Some of these models are very suitable for you. , and some are not suitable. Mr. Wen can only touch one out of his pocket at a time, and there is a time limit of one second. There are five opportunities in total. If you touch something that can be worn, you will do it once. Just go eat. How about? Look, if you're lucky, you can fuck me five times."

Wen Yanming: "..."

devil!