Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The morning light had just broken through the horizon, and the sky was still a little dark.

Xing Sen put on clean pants, washed up quickly, and planned to make breakfast for the man himself before he got up.

The relationship between people is mutual, if you treat me well, I will treat you well.If he stands still and waits blindly for the other party to pay, sooner or later the relationship will go wrong.

What's more, he doesn't like the current model of fatherly kindness and son filial piety. He desperately hopes that the relationship between the two can break the family relationship and get closer.

At this time, the villa was still very quiet, on the first floor, only the figure of the aunt who was cooking in the kitchen was shaking.

Xing Sen went into the kitchen and took the things from Auntie.

Twenty minutes later, he left the kitchen and headed upstairs, to the third floor for the first time in years, and knocked on the man's door for the first time.

house.

Fang Zhuo slept like a dead pig, with his limbs spread out, his mouth slightly open, probably because he was too tired yesterday, and there was still a slight snoring sound.

Xing Sen waited at the door for a while, but there was no response, he turned the handle lightly and walked in.

The room was slightly dark with heavy curtains drawn, and a thin ray of light came in through the gap between the curtains and fell at the end of the bed.

He walked to the bed, and he could see the person in his dream last night.

"Lu Xun." Xing Sen called out in a low voice.

Fang Zhuo didn't respond, turned over, his clothes rolled up, revealing a white waist.

Xing Sen pulled down the piece of clothes, and brushed his fingers casually over his skin.Fang Zhuo felt itchy in a daze, thought it was a mosquito, slapped it with his backhand, rubbed his clothes off, scratched a few times and continued to sleep.

"Dad is so cute." The young man murmured in a low voice, with his hands resting on both sides of the man's head, "Dad, it's time to get up, I've made breakfast."

With just this little voice, it is impossible to wake up people.

Fang Zhuo was dreaming, dreaming that he lost the cheat and put it on Xing Sen.

The good boy was so happy that he was crazy, he hugged him tightly and kept shouting, "Papa, I love you, Papa, what?"

gorgeous.

It was so beautiful that he laughed out loud.

Seeing the man's grinning mouth gradually, Xing Sen's eyes changed, as if he was bewitched, he leaned over a little bit.

At [-]:[-], Fang Zhuo was woken up by his mobile phone, he pressed the alarm clock in a daze, and struggled to sit up.

As his mind gradually cleared up, he scratched his head in doubt, "I didn't set the alarm clock yesterday."

233 opened his eyes and said nonsense, "You are determined."

It can be seen that the probability of the protagonist and the delivery person developing a relationship is about [-]%. This involves side missions, even if he watched the whole process, he can't say.

Fang Zhuo believed in the evil of the system, and without thinking about it, he lifted the quilt and walked into the bathroom, and looked at himself in the glasses.

Her lips were rosy and moist, and after a few swipes, there was still a smell of toothpaste.

Fuck, did I sleepwalk in the middle of the night and get up to brush my teeth?

"The original owner has sleepwalking?"

Sleepwalking is very dangerous. If you get up in the middle of the night and go to the kitchen to bring out a kitchen knife, it is possible to chop up the entire villa. Fang Zhuo is really afraid that he has this problem.

233 didn't expect him to have such a big brain hole, and quickly said, "No, no, don't think about it."

Fang Zhuo was still very worried, "Then what's the matter with the toothpaste smell in my mouth?"

And it's not the taste I usually use, it's really weird.

233 Sigh, you son of a bitch, you idiot.

Fang Zhuo was frightened, "What do you mean by sighing?"

233, "It's boring, you're really not sick."

Fang Zhuo, "Really?"

The system stopped talking, Fang Zhuo could only bury his doubts in his heart, and started to wash.

There is something unusual at home today. The kitchen aunt is not busy in the kitchen, but stands at the kitchen door.

Fang Zhuo stopped on the stairs, bent down and looked into the kitchen.

Unbelievably, Er Zai actually cooks for himself.

Seeing him going downstairs, the aunt in the kitchen smiled and said, "Xing Sen made breakfast at almost six o'clock, went out for a run, and you still haven't got up when you come back, no, it's reheated again."

Fang Zhuo was moved, seeing his son turn around with something, he immediately reached out to take it.

Looking down, it was a bowl of porridge, the rice was sticky and rotten, besides lean rotten meat, there were also diced carrots and vegetables, just smelling it made my index finger move.

Not to mention the taste, Fang Zhuo almost licked the bottom of the bowl clean, the taste is superb.

"You're hiding something, kid." Fang Zhuo finished his meal, rubbed his belly and thought about it. This culinary skill surpassed him by more than [-] blocks.

He took out a few candies from his pocket and put them into Xing Sen's hands, "Good boy, this is your reward from Papa."

Xing Sen looked down at the colorful fruit candies, and tightened his pockets like a baby.

Lu Yan came down from upstairs, just heard the last sentence, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhuo immediately blew up his good son from head to toe.

Lu Yan sat in the first seat, took a sip from the bowl brought by his aunt, "It's not bad."

Fang Zhuo was happier than he was being praised, and his face was full of smiles, but Xing Sen didn't say anything, and sat beside him quietly, without even raising his eyes.

Seeing that it was almost time, Fang Zhuo patted Xing Sen on the shoulder, signaling that it was time to send him to school.

As soon as the two stood up, Lu Yan said, "The Song family treats you tonight."

Fang Zhuo refused without thinking, "I won't go."

Lu Xun came out for love back then, and he didn't tell who he loved. Mother Lu didn't know, but Lu Yan, who was Lu Xun's spiritual pillar and had heard him confide in his heart, knew it all.

The relationship that has persisted for so many years, there is no reason to just stop it.

Lu Yan asked him, "Have you had any conflicts with Song Guangyue recently?"

Fang Zhuo wanted to give him a supercilious look, don't you want to sever ties with the Song family yourself?

He said honestly, "It's broken."

Lu Yan put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, "Why did it break?"

It seems that if he doesn't break the casserole today, he won't be able to leave. Fang Zhuo took out a banknote from his wallet and handed it to Xing Sen, "I won't see you off today, I'll take a taxi to school by myself."

Xing Sen avoided, "I'll wait for you."

Fang Zhuo gave a "tsk", "Be obedient."

Xing Sen still said the same sentence, probably thinking of the man's worries, and added, "I have good grades, so it doesn't matter if I miss a quarter or two."

Fang Zhuo: "..." After hearing that, he wanted to hit someone.

"Okay." Lu Yan interrupted impatiently.

Fang Zhuo shuddered and gave up persuasion.

Anyway, Lu Yan wouldn't ask anyone for proof, so he should be a good person and help Song Guangyue express his feelings.

"He has been using me to get close to you, and he doesn't treat me as a friend at all, and calls me an idiot. For so many years, he has been playing with me."

Having been deceived by others for so many years, pain is necessary. After the electric shock, Fang Zhuo's eyes turned red, and his mouth was flattened if he wanted to cry or not.

Seeing that his younger brother was still in such an unpromising state, Lu Yan lowered his expression, "Okay, what does it look like for such a big man, and he is not afraid of being laughed at by the younger generation."

Xing Sen looked at Fang Zhuo's wet eyes, and licked his lower teeth.

Combining what I heard last night and this morning, I can basically imagine the man's emotional life over the years.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, really wanting to take that man out of the man's heart and throw him on the ground, then crush him hard.

Suddenly feeling chilly on the back of his neck, Fang Zhuo touched it with his backhand and asked Lu Yan, "Brother, can I go?"

Lu Yan nodded.

Because he was in a hurry, Fang Zhuo drove a little faster today, and his attention was more focused, and he hardly spoke to Xing Sen.

When approaching school, Xing Sen suddenly said, "Dad, I want to go."

Fang Zhuo was stunned, "Where do you want to go?"

"Didn't Uncle say that the Song family is treating guests tonight?" Xing Sen blinked his thick black eyelashes, "I want to go."

The car stopped at the school gate, Fang Zhuo turned off the engine, and asked him, "Why?"

Xing Sen said, "There is no reason."

The protagonist must have his own reasons for doing everything. Fang Zhuo pondered for a moment, then reached out and touched his son's head, "Okay, Dad will take you there."

The main purpose of the Song family's treat was to persuade Lu Yan to cooperate again.

The A3 project has been going on for many years, and it has already been half successful, but the later it is, the more financial, manpower, and material resources will be consumed.

It's not that the Song family doesn't have money to support A3, it's just that it's too stupid to invest all their money in one project. It's better to find someone to invest in and cooperate with, reduce the risk, and have more working capital for other projects.

Today's banquet was very grand, and the Song family specially invited a special chef from a high-end restaurant.

When Fang Zhuo picked up Xing Sen and arrived, Mama Lu and Lu Yan had already arrived, one was chatting with Mama Song, and the other was doing Tai Chi with Papa Song Zhenting.

Lu Yan is a very cautious person, and he is willing to choose. No matter how Song Zhenting persuaded him, he did not nod his head in agreement.

Therefore, when dining, the table is harmonious on the surface, but in fact, the undercurrent is surging, and the atmosphere is weird, and there will be a cold scene every three to five minutes.

In order to be affected by the atmosphere, Fang Zhuo asked the system to play soft music in his head, and the whole table was the most delicious food for him.

Song Guangyue, who was sitting directly opposite him, couldn't help looking up at Fang Zhuo after taking a few mouthfuls.

Apart from the fact that the other party is eating deliciously, nothing can be seen.

He really couldn't figure out what Lu Xun meant. He called him an idiot yesterday and wished he could never see him again, but today he came to the door anxiously.

It's hard for him not to suspect that all the bad words before are just new dramas that the other party wants to attract his attention.

Compared with the previous small fights, Lu Xun did manage to attract his attention this time.

Song Guangyue put a chopstick of vegetables into the bowl, stretched out his legs, leaned on one leg without accident, and rubbed up and down lightly.

After Fang Zhuo finished eating a bowl, he added another bowl. Xing Sen sideways picked up vegetables for him, and handed him a tissue to wipe the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.

Song Guangyue frowned, except Fang Zhuo saw the word "foodie" on Fang Zhuo's face, nothing else.

He stretched out his leg again, touched that leg again, and was about to retract it, when the other side suddenly reacted and rubbed against him.

Song Guangyue smiled, gave Fang Zhuo an ambiguous and disdainful look, put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and left the table.

Xing Sen glanced at the direction Song Guangyue left, stood up immediately, and whispered in Fang Zhuo's ear, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Fang Zhuo was eating crab claws, he didn't have time to open his mouth, and nodded to indicate that he heard.

In the public restroom on the first floor, Song Guangyue waited anxiously.

Lu Xun was out of his mind, and didn't know whether he understood his hint, until he heard footsteps, and a gentle smile immediately appeared on his face.

When Xing Sen came in, Song Guangyue was bending over to wash his hands, and saw a leg stepping in, without raising his head, he said, "I thought you were really going to quarrel with me, you heard about our company at the dinner table, go back Help to speak nice words in front of your brother..."

"Have you said enough?" A cold voice interrupted him.

Not Lu Xun?Song Guangyue straightened up and looked towards the door, his face darkened, "Why are you?"

Xing Sen also had a gloomy face, "What do you think?"

What else is there to say, fuck the wrong leg!

Song Guangyue said impatiently, "I'm not looking for you, you can go."

As he said, he took a paper towel to dry his hands, and was about to leave the bathroom. Xing Sen crossed his legs and blocked the door, leaning his shoulder on one side of the door frame. There was not enough space left for an adult man to leave.

Song Guangyue had a premonition and took a step back, "Get out of the way."

Xing Sen said, "Don't call Lu Xun's attention again."

Song Guangyue almost laughed out loud when he heard that, Lu Xun always chased him like a dog, "You think too much, I have no interest in your father at all."

As soon as the words fell, a mocking chuckle was heard.

"If you want to strengthen the relationship between the two families, you can use other methods, but you choose to use Lu Xun's feelings for you..."

Xing Sen's eyes gradually turned cold, "It's really not worth it for my father, I wasted my youth, and I like a scum like you."

"Xing Sen!" Song Guangyue blushed, annoyed and angry, "What the hell are you, you're just a bastard that no one wants."

Wild species, miscellaneous, and mourning star, Xing Sen has heard many words like this since he was a child, and he has long since stopped fighting with each other angrily like he did when he was a child.

But Song Guangyue was different. He was pampered since he was a child, and he was used to being superior, but he didn't have enough experience and calmness. If this kind of words were put on him, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Xing Sen intentionally provoked him, and whispered two words, "Scum."

Being scolded like this in his own territory, Song Guangyue didn't care about his demeanor anymore, and just punched him out.

In the dining room, the servant rushed over and exclaimed, "It's not good, the two young masters fought in the bathroom."

Fang Zhuo dropped the crab legs, and when he rushed to the bathroom, Xing Sen and Song Guangyue had been forcibly separated by the servants and bodyguards at home.

One of the two panted heavily with a cold face, and the other spat viciously.

Seeing Fang Zhuo's arrival, the latter did not forget to sarcastically say, "Lu Xun, your son is really well raised."

Fang Zhuo looked at Xing Sen, the old injury has not completely healed, and a new injury has been added, which can really cause trouble for Papa.

Not long after, the other members of the Song and Lu families rushed over.

Song Zhenting stared at his son and reprimanded him, and asked the servant to take Xing Sen to the guest room to treat the wound. Fang Zhuo followed behind, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and his desire to eat melon was very strong.

He asked the system, "What's going on?"

233 played it back for him, and Fang Zhuo was amazed to see it. He didn't expect that Song Guangyue, who is usually gentle and gentle, would act like a madman when he beat someone up.

The strangest thing is Xing Sen, who is obviously provoking and provoking the other party.

Fang Zhuo was so fascinated by watching, he didn't pay attention to the road, and bumped into the strong back in front of him, causing a headache.

Xing Sen rubbed his forehead for him, "What are you thinking?"

Since there were other people around, he didn't show too much intimacy. He let go of his hand after rubbing it a few times, and took the medicine box from the servant's hand, "I can handle it myself."

The servant nodded, made two cups of tea, came in, and left the room.

Fang Zhuo didn't help him, and sat on the sofa with his arms folded, with "Dad is very angry, Dad is not happy" written all over his face.

Without any explanation, Xing Sen stood up suddenly and took off his coat.

Fang Zhuo's expression suddenly collapsed, and he was inexplicably nervous, "What are you going to do?"

"Stay here and don't move, and don't open the door if anyone knocks." After Xing Sen finished speaking, he jumped out of the window directly!

Fang Zhuo: "!!!"

Don't play like this, Papa, I'm not really angry with you, as for apologizing with death!

He jumped to the window in horror, looked down, and made a false alarm.

Xing Sen was stepping on the extended window sill and jumped onto the window sill on the second floor.

Seeing the man looking down at him, he did not forget to make a gesture, motioning him to retract his head.

Fang Zhuo didn't know what Er Zai was going to do, but it must be a big deal anyway.

He obediently sat back in front of the sofa and figured it out. Xing Sen and Song Guangyue's fight was intentional, and he wanted to take this opportunity to avoid everyone's eyes.

"Third brother, can you start a live broadcast?"

233 ruthlessly refused, "I can't."

Fang Zhuo asked, "The main thread?"

233 didn't say a word, that's the default.

Xing Sen's life is only one-fifth, and in this period of life, his biggest hurdle should be losing his family.

Thinking of something, Fang Zhuo's pupils constricted suddenly, "Is the Song family related to the death of Xing Sen's parents?"

233 has no way to disclose, keep silent.

Fang Zhuo changed his question again, "What kind of project is the Song family? Did Xing Sen's parents work for the Song family?"

233 said, "Yes."

The system will not hide things that can be found in one search.

No wonder he felt that the man surnamed Jiang in the dream looked familiar at that time, the original owner must have seen that man in the Song family...

This kid is too courageous, to be a Spider-Man in the enemy's territory, does he think his life is not long enough?

Fang Zhuo stood up and paced to the window, worried about being discovered, so he had to retract his head.

After going back and forth like this, the worry in my heart didn't decrease but increased, so I could only keep pouring tea into my mouth in an attempt to calm myself down.

"Second Young Master Lu." There was a knock on the door.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the sofa. He subconsciously held his breath and pretended to be asleep.

The servant yelled a few more times, but seeing that there was still no answer, he told the people behind him, "The second young master may be sleeping, or in the bathroom, look..."

"Lu Xun, it's me."

Calm and powerful, kind and strict, it's not who Lu Yan is.

Fang Zhuo was so anxious that he got into bed and covered his head tightly with the quilt.

In the next second, the entire Song family suddenly sounded a sharp siren.

Fang Zhuo jumped up from the bed with a carp, and just rushed to the window with bare feet, just in time to see Xing Sen's head popping out.

The boy moved very nimbly, grabbed the window frame with both hands, and jumped in with a push.

Fang Zhuo grabbed his ear, gritted his teeth and asked, "What happened to the alarm, what did you do?"

Xing Sen was pulled to the side of his head, and complained, "Father is really a murderer."

How fierce are you, how fierce are you?

Committing crimes through the window in broad daylight scared me to have a heart attack!

Fang Zhuo's stomach was full of anger and before he had time to vent, he suddenly covered his stomach and let out an ouch.

Xing Sen grabbed his arm, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Zhuo's face twisted in pain, and finally he uttered three words, "Stomach hurts."

After speaking, he pushed Xing Sen away, rushed into the bathroom, and vomited.

Outside the door, Lu Yan ran out of patience, asked the servant to bring the key, opened the door and walked in.

There was no one in the room, following the sound to the bathroom, an unspeakable smell made Lu Yan retreat.

"what happened?"

Xing Sen didn't dislike him at all, he patted the man on the back gently, and said without looking back, "Daddy has a stomach upset."

After Fang Zhuo vomited, he stood up, angry like a silk, "Go to the hospital, I'm going to die."

He rolled his eyes and almost fainted from the pain.

Xing Sen didn't say a word, and directly picked him up.

Fang Zhuo's stomach hurts, and he was almost frightened by this action, struggling with shame, "Put me down."

The boy seemed to have grown a little taller recently, his legs were also longer, and his steps were big and fast, and he reached the downstairs in the blink of an eye.

In the hall, Song Zhenting was interrogating the bodyguards, seeing Xing Sen come down with Fang Zhuo in his arms, and walked over calmly, "What's wrong with my nephew?"

Fang Zhuo was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, Xing Sen said on his behalf, "My dad is not feeling well."

Song Zhenting didn't want to let him go. Although the surveillance in the study didn't capture anything, he was more suspicious of Xing Sen than ordinary thieves. Everything in front of him must be a getaway scene written and directed by the kid himself.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Zhuo didn't cover his mouth and spit it out.

Song Zhenting's face turned green when he saw the filth on his suit, but the Lu family couldn't offend him now.

He suppressed his anger, "Then don't delay, go to the hospital right away."

Fang Zhuo went to the hospital, and the examination results showed that it was because he drank a lot of tea after eating too many crabs, which caused acute enteritis.

The younger son was sad because of his mouth, it was nothing serious, Mother Lu took Lu Yan home after the lecture, Xing Sen didn't leave, and asked to stay with him on the bed.

Since it was a single ward and there was no extra bed, Xing Sen could only take off his coat and sleep on the sofa with his body curled up.

Fang Zhuo saw his long legs curled up in pain, moved his butt to the side, and lifted the quilt, "Come up and sleep."

Xing Sen turned his back to him and said, "No need."

Fang Zhuo was so sleepy after taking the medicine, he yawned and urged, "Hurry up, this bed is big, two people can sleep well."

"Just right..." Xing Sen sat up, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and he repeated his confirmation, "Are you sure?"

Just take a nap, why are you so tired.

Fang Zhuo clicked his tongue, "Hurry up, I'll count to three, 1..."

2 Before the exit, Xing Sen walked over.

The tall and straight figure stood in front of the bed, and the shadow cast by the light behind could almost completely cover the person on the bed.

Fang Zhuo was inexplicably nervous, and his soul regained consciousness.

Just as he was about to say forget it, Xing Sen lifted the quilt with his slender fingers, and said in a low voice, "Then I won't be polite."

Fang Zhuo spoiled, "Silly son, why are you being polite to me?"

Papa's whole body is yours, so it's nothing to divide half of the bed.