Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo moved his finger a few times, it was a little sticky, and he didn't know whose it belonged to.

Just as he was about to get out of bed to wash, the man turned over and got out of bed first, went to the bathroom to get a handkerchief, and wiped him one by one.

Then he lifted the quilt and wiped off the dirt on his stomach, and when he took his hands away, he paused.

Fang Zhuo raised his head and looked down, the man was staring at his lower abdomen in a daze.

Just wondering, I suddenly heard the other party ask, "Does it hurt?"

The slightly cool fingertips scratched the skin on the stomach, like ants crawling over, causing a crisp itching.

Fang Zhuo subconsciously took a deep breath, his stomach deflated, he bent his body to avoid it, and said with a blushing face, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a little bit..."

What is that, he was embarrassed to say, but just blinked vigorously, and it was written all over his face that you understand.

Gu Chen lowered his eyelids, covering all his emotions, "How could it not hurt?"

"It really doesn't hurt." Isn't it just being rubbed on the belly a few times, at most it's a little hot, it really didn't hurt.

The man didn't seem to hear what he said, and leaned over his stomach, kissing the red spot.

As soon as the dragonfly touches the water, Fang Zhuo's heart rippling, it is more blush and heartbeat than being pressed on the stomach, being fucked by a man.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached down and touched the man's head.

Gu Chen's hair is hard and smooth, and generally speaking, it feels good to the touch.

One couldn't hold back, touched it a few more times, and said in a low voice, "Don't do this, it makes me very embarrassed."

Gu Chen kissed him on the stomach again, and went into the bathroom.

Fang Zhuo lifted the clothes on his stomach again, and patted it a few times, making a crackling sound.

He asked the system, "Big brother's attitude just now was so strange, those who didn't know thought they were pregnant with a baby."

233 felt nothing, "Maybe I think you are weaker."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

He rolled up his sleeves and raised his arms, his muscles were not obvious, hey, he had to get fatter.

The room was quiet, there was a slight splashing sound of water, probably because of the physical and mental refreshment, Fang Zhuo fell asleep not long after.

The not-so-spacious bathroom looked cramped because of the man's tall body.

Water was dripping on Gu Chen's face, and a red light flashed across his pale pupils. He leaned forward, and the tip of his nose was almost touching the mirror.

The eyes of the person in the mirror are full of tyranny, anger, and pain.

How could it not hurt, he thought.

The flesh was torn apart abruptly, and the Yuan Dan, which was connected by blood, was pulled out. How could it not hurt?

He still remembers the scene when the blood gushed from the young man.

There seemed to be a hole in the heart, and the injury quickly festered and spread.

Gu Chen closed his eyes and took a breath. The turbulent emotions in his chest still could not be calmed down. It was like a volcano that had reached the edge of eruption. Once it erupted, everything around it would be destroyed.

The clenched fist creaked, and suddenly, it hit the mirror.

The mirror cracked and fell off along the wall, but when the fragments were about to hit the basin and make a sound, they floated up and glued back to the wall.

There are countless small numbers, letters, and symbols on the cracks. The code they form is like a repairman, busy sewing.

In the blink of an eye, the mirror surface was as clean as new, as if the cracks just like spider webs were just an illusion.

Gu Chen lowered his eyes to look at his raised fist, the fuzzy flesh and blood had already recovered.

He turned around, wiped off the remaining drops of water on his face with a square towel, and walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

The person on the bed was sound asleep, and there was a slight snoring sound.

Gu Chen touched his forehead, brushed his fingers over the brows and the corners of his eyes, and lay on his side, gently pressing him into his arms.

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When Fang Zhuo woke up, the man was lying on his side.

Even though this person was asleep, he still had a serious expression, with a small word Sichuan between his brows, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he had a bad dream.

He raised his finger, rubbed it between Gu Chen's eyebrows, lifted the quilt, quietly went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face with the smallest movement, and left the room.

It's still early, but seven o'clock.

Two roommates are sitting in the dining room having breakfast.

Fang Zhuo had just arrived and made a belated self-introduction to the two of them.

The roommates are all nice, I briefly introduced myself, and asked him if I want to sit down and have breakfast together.

The first meal afterwards must be eaten with the boss, Fang Zhuo declined, took the keys and wallet, and went downstairs for breakfast.

Not far from the corridor, I met Uncle Chen who was walking back with soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Seeing the little brother's eyes light up, Uncle Chen walked over with a smile, "It just so happens that I bought too much today, so you can make do with two and eat, so don't go out."

Fang Zhuo took out one and bit it down. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Chewing carefully, he could taste the sweetness of flour on the tip of his tongue.

Uncle Chen took one when he saw him, and wanted to take it again, but was stopped by Fang Zhuo, "No need, you can keep it for yourself. My friend came last night. He has a big appetite. Give me everything in your pocket." I probably can't feed his stomach enough."

Uncle Chen was taken aback, a little excited, "It's a woman, a woman..."

"Men, male friends." Fang Zhuo ate fried dough sticks, and added, "Very important friends."

Uncle Chen smiled, "I know you?"

Fang Zhuo said, "If you don't know each other, I have the opportunity to introduce you to each other."

Uncle Chen has met all of Fang Zhuo's friends, including David, who works together in a convenience store. Uncle Chen nodded knowingly when he heard that he didn't know each other. This is my new friend.

Ever since he decided not to burden Fang Wei's life anymore, the little brother's life has changed drastically.

The quality of life has improved, with a new social circle, people seem to be more cheerful... Uncle Chen is really happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

He patted Fang Zhuo on the shoulder and gestured, "I'll go up first."

Fang Zhuo watched people leave, and when he finished eating the remaining half of the fritters, he happened to walk to the breakfast shop outside the gate of the community.

I ordered two servings of porridge, a basket of soup dumplings, and two braised eggs, and then turned into the supermarket next door to buy a new set of toothbrushes and towels for the man.

When he got home, Gu Chen was sitting on the sofa alone, and his two roommates were still sitting at the dining table not far away.

It's just that the two of them ate with very dignified and reserved expressions.

The boss's aura is too strong, and the air-conditioning is too strong, which scares people.

The corner of Fang Zhuo's mouth twitched, he closed the door with his backhand, and threw the toiletries in his hand, "Wash your face and brush your teeth first, and I'll make breakfast."

As soon as Gu Chen left, the condensed atmosphere in the living room and dining room became lighter.

Fang Zhuo poured the porridge into a bowl, and cut the marinated egg. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he turned and went out to ask his roommate for two toothpicks.

The toothpick is passed through the small end of the two halves of the marinated egg and fixed to form a peach heart.

He tilted his head and looked at it for a while, as if he was insane, and suddenly laughed.

"..." 233 interrupted his madness, "If you keep rubbing it on, things will get cold."

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips a few times, finally held back his smirk, and calmly took out the breakfast and put it on the dining table.

The two roommates stared blankly at the two heart-shaped marinated eggs, and looked at each other. At that moment, they both saw surprise and understanding in each other's eyes.

The little white-collar worker in a black and white professional suit couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Boyfriend?"

Fang Zhuo didn't shy away, "Yes."

The little white-collar worker covered his mouth and smiled, winking at him, "You are tall and handsome."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a click on the diagonally opposite side, and the door of Fang Zhuo's room opened.

The little white-collar retracted his body, sat upright, stuffed the bun into his mouth in twos and threes, and the soles of his feet were smeared with oil.

As soon as she left, the teacher also lost the courage to stay. After drinking the soy milk with a grunt, he also left with a polite sound.

After glancing at the anti-theft door that slammed shut, Gu Chen walked to the table and sat down on Fang Zhuo's right.

When his eyes touched the marinated eggs on the plate, he raised his thick eyebrows and smiled slightly.

Fang Zhuo's face was flushed, he lowered his head and sipped his porridge.

If I had known earlier, I would not have engaged in such petty thinking. Now it is fine, and I was ridiculed.

He raised his eyes, pretended to glance to the right unintentionally, and almost choked the porridge into his nasal cavity.

Gu Chen ate very meticulously, and his movements were very elegant. He first ate the two halves of the egg yolk, and then began to bite the egg white into his mouth from the edge.

I don't know, I thought it was a food documentary.

And for some reason, he felt inexplicably terrified, as if his own heart, liver and lungs had been taken out and placed on a plate for the boss to savor and enjoy.

Fang Zhuo silently glanced at his plate, suddenly couldn't eat anymore.

He pushed the plate over and said while observing Gu Chen's reaction, "I just met Uncle Chen downstairs, and I ate a deep-fried dough stick from him. I can't eat this egg. You should eat it."

Gu silently picked up his chopsticks again, and speeded up his meal. After eating, he licked the egg yolk from the corner of his mouth and glanced at Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo was caught in a war, and asked the system in a low voice, "Do you think the big brother's eyes are weird?"

233 said yes, "It's as if you are that egg."

Fang Zhuo touched the back of his neck, feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis, and suddenly remembered what the boss said last night, which implied a warning.

The next time we share the same bed, I think it's time to send flowers.

"What time do you go to work?" The other person suddenly asked.

Fang Zhuo knew that this was the rhythm of sending him to work, so he hurriedly said, "08:30."

Gu Chen raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was still early, "I'll drop by and give you a ride."

After eating, Fang Zhuo went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Gu Chen went back to his room to put on his coat. When he picked up the bedside watch, his fingertips trembled, turned a corner, and landed on a wooden gift box above.

The gift box is very new, and there is still half of the price tag that has not been torn clean.

Inside the box was a wooden fountain pen. Upon closer inspection, there were many wear marks on the fountain pen, which was obviously used for a long time.

Below the pen is a letter.

After Fang Zhuo finished washing the dishes, he found that the living room and his bedroom were quiet. He asked the system, "What are you doing, boss?"

233 had experienced the sudden black screen last time, and felt a little more apprehensive towards Gu Chen, "I don't know."

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to see it by himself.

The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly, and through the gap, one could see the man with his back turned to him, looking down at something.

After lightly rubbing the old pen body a few times, Gu Chen suddenly turned around and looked over.

Having been caught peeking, Fang Zhuo simply opened the door and walked in.

He glanced at the small wooden box in the man's hand and said, "It was given to me a long time ago, but unfortunately I don't know who that person is."

Gu Chen opened the cap of the pen, and the nib inside was intact, with black ink stains that had been soaked for many years and could not be washed clean.

"Want to know who he is?" he asked.

Fang Zhuo looked at the envelope lying quietly in the box, and thought softly.

That person said to wait for him to come back, but who he is and when he wants to wait are all mysteries.

He was full of curiosity, and at the same time wanted to say thank you in person.

Gu Chen put the pen back, and before closing the lid, he said in an inexplicable way, "You will find him."

Along the way, Fang Zhuo had these words in his mind.

Strictly speaking, wanting to know who the other person is and whether he wants to find that person are two different things. The big boss didn't understand what he meant by "thinking", or did he mean something else...

He tried hard to recall the man's expression at that time, his eyelids were half drooped, his lips were slightly pursed, and there seemed to be something hidden in his eyes.

Something flashed into his mind suddenly, but Fang Zhuo didn't have time to catch it.

When I was about to go back and think about it, the car stopped, the thoughts in my mind were interrupted, and I slipped away completely.

The logistics department is responsible for delivery and installation, and they are basically ordinary families. There are not many people who buy cars at home, but it seems that men love cars by nature. No matter whether they have money or not, they will pay attention to some private car brands.

Therefore, when Fang Zhuo got out of the car, someone yelled, "Damn it, what a luxury car."

As soon as the voice came out, the rest of the eyes all looked over in unison.

Under the eyes of everyone, Fang Zhuo got out of the car stiffly. As soon as he approached, he was dragged by the arm and gossiped, "Xiao Fang, who brought you here? The car is quite luxurious."

"Friend." Fang Zhuo said a word, and was about to move forward, but was dragged back.

"Tell me, how does it feel to ride in a luxury car?" the man asked.

Fang Zhuo thought for a moment, "It feels like flying."

The rest let out a sigh of disappointment, and joked with him, "If you really want to get rich one day, don't forget our brothers."

"Go, go, go, Fang Zi is developed and cares about your business."

Uncle Chen pushed aside a group of people, rescued Fang Zhuo, pointed to the path next to the warehouse and said, "Fang Wei is here."

Fang Zhuo suddenly had a headache, all the good mood he had in the morning was gone, he was really a brown candy that couldn't be shaken off.

He winked at Uncle Chen, "Check in for me, I'll take a look."

Fang Wei was pacing in the alley, going back and forth, extremely agitated, and his external image was a bit decadent, where he still had the arrogance he used to have.

As soon as he heard footsteps, he restrained his impatient expression, turned back, "Brother."

Seeing that expression full of attachment, Fang Zhuo felt nauseous.

He wondered if it was time to change his job, or leave the city altogether, only in this way would it be possible to get rid of this person completely.

But soon, he dismissed the idea.

He didn't do anything wrong, why should he leave his hometown for this idiot? If he doesn't leave, he won't leave.

Fang Wei came here this time with full preparations, holding a paper bag in his left hand and an insulated barrel in his right.

In the bag were old clothes that he couldn't wear out of the closet and were still new.As for the meat and vegetables in the thermos, he bought them from the school cafeteria.

In Fang Wei's opinion, his performance today is enough to flatter his brother.

He took a step forward and stuffed things into Fang Zhuo's arms, "I specially brought you some food and clothing, don't be dazed, hurry up and continue."

This person is so annoying, his face is torn, why did he take the initiative to lean in front of him, admiring him.

Fang Zhuo's face was tense, he took a step back to avoid him, his cheeks twitched, "Take it back, I don't want it."

Fang Wei's face froze for a moment, and then a more ingratiating smile appeared, "I have brought everything, so don't be polite to me."

"I'm not being polite to you." Fang Zhuo looked indifferent, "We have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Even the names are not on the same household registration book, so if they have to be involved, there is only a little blood relationship.

Fang Wei hung his hands down, but his smile didn't fade, he muttered like a baby, "Why are you still angry, didn't I apologize last time?"

Fang Zhuo's goosebumps fell all over the ground, and he felt ridiculous again, "I accept your apology, and it does not conflict with my severing relationship with you."