Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

"Xingyun, Xingyun! Look at me, I'm uncle!"

Fu Xingyun opened his eyes in a daze, and Fu Cheng's anxious eyes were in his sight.

His shoulders were violently shaken by his uncle, and he had a headache. The comfort brought by the coolness just now was dissipating, which made him feel a little regretful.

"Uncle, don't shake it, I'm fine." He replied in a low voice, his eyes already unconsciously searching around.

Red and blue lights flashed in his eyes. Not far away, two police officers in patrol uniforms were holding two people in another racing car beside the police car for questioning. One of them had already put on a hat and mask, and covered his face. Block it tightly.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"Passing by."

"Passing by?" The police officer obviously didn't believe it. "We received a report that there is an illegal underground racing car here. You..."

"Hey, how dare you! We'll just go out to do some errands and go for a drive." Zhu Zi straightened up with a playful smile, took out a cigarette and handed it to the patrolman, but was blocked back.

The patrolman glared at him: "There is an abandoned airport in front of this road. If you go for a drive at the airport at night, are you stupid or am I stupid?"

The other patrolman obviously had a short temper, and couldn't help but "cut": "Why are you talking so much nonsense with them, just take them back for interrogation!"

At this moment, the person wearing the mask said: "Comrade policeman, you misunderstood, we are really passing by."

The man's voice was pleasant to hear, like a clear spring passing over a stone, with some comforting power.Fu Xingyun turned his head to look at him sensitively.

He is still slowly explaining: "Old Zhang, who is watching the venue next to the abandoned airport, has a chronic problem with diabetes. He asked me to prescribe some insulin for him in City A. No, I'm here today, and I plan to send it there."

He brought two patrolmen to Subaru, and took out a small ice box from under the passenger seat, which contained twenty insulins and a latest needle-free injection pen.

The patrolman took out a small flashlight, looked carefully at the ice box, and at the two of them: "Then why did you stop here?"

"Didn't you see the McLaren?" Zhu Zi laughed again, "Who wouldn't want to take a closer look at such a deep car parked on the side of the road?"

The traffic policeman turned his head and glanced at McLaren, but he was concerned, and immediately hit the pillar with a stick, "We are also afraid that something will happen to the owner of the car, so we went to take care of it."

"Yo, isn't that going to give you a Good Citizen Award for Caring for Others?"

Several people laughed.The patrolman was originally helping Mrs. Fu today, although he still had doubts at the moment, he didn't want to make matters worse, so he let them go with a wave of his hand.Before leaving, another round of cigarettes was sprinkled on the pillars. This time the patrolman picked them up and told them that it was dark and the road conditions were bad. Remember to go early and return early.

Back in the car, Shen Mochen started the engine, and Zhu Zi took out his phone. Two or ten minutes ago, Brother Long sent a text message, "Inspection, don't stop when you get there, just go."

"Fuck, we were still at the speed of life and death at that time, who can see the text message!"

Subaru slowly drove across the road and passed by McLaren. Fu Xingyun was still standing in front of the car talking to his uncle, looking at them.

The two strangers and enthusiastic citizens drove straight past without even glancing at the rearview mirror.

Fu Xingyun's gaze followed Subaru, watching the black car disappear into the distance of the road, he lowered his head and continued to bear his uncle's anger without saying a word.

Fu Cheng was frightened by him today, so he yelled and yelled. Now he calmed down and thought about it, he shouldn't be so anxious. He reached out and pushed his nephew's shoulder, "Go, I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

Fu Xingyun turned back to pull the car door, but was stopped by Fu Cheng: "I still want to go racing! Go and take my car!"

The person being yelled at raised his eyebrows, nodded in good temper, turned around and got into Fu Cheng's car.

The uncle and nephew sat in the back seat, and no one made a sound for a long time. Finally, Fu Xingyun said, "Little uncle, don't be angry. My hands are itchy today. I want to run for a while to get some air." After speaking, he stretched out his hand , and gently pulled Fu Cheng's sleeve.

"Breathable, are you breathable? Running on the mountain road in the dark sky, I didn't see your shadow all the way here. How fast are you driving?"

Fu Xingyun bent his eyes and smiled innocently: "It's not that fast, it's about 150, just a little bit over the speed limit."

This is bullying his uncle who doesn't know how to drive.

Fu Cheng followed the rules all his life. He really had no idea about racing cars, and he didn't drive much himself. He was relieved and began to struggle with another question: "Where's your mobile phone? Why can't you get through?"

Fu Xingyun innocently took out his phone with a black screen: "I forgot to charge it last night."

Fu Cheng was speechless. In this society where power bank can be rented everywhere, his nephew would let the mobile phone run out of power, and he didn't know how he lived abroad.

"Okay little uncle, don't be angry with me, okay, okay?" Fu Xingyun pulled Fu Cheng's sleeve, blinking his eyes, just like the teddy at home.

Fu Cheng's face was still smelly, but his heart had softened.This child has been the pistachio of the family since he was a child, and he likes to act like a baby in front of him, but he didn't expect...

His eyes softened, and he rubbed his nephew's head: "It will make people worry! What are your plans when you return to China this time? Oh, by the way, what are you doing in Qinglian City if you don't go home?"

Seeing that he had calmed down, Fu Cheng relaxed, and leaned on the back seat of the car with frowning eyebrows: "I cooperated with my former classmates and opened an outreach training base, which is in the southern suburb of Qinglian City. Military training is not popular now. Is it related to expansion, my classmate can get the land."

Fu Cheng nodded: "What about Yale?"

"Oh, after gapyear, don't worry, classes can resume at any time."

"Okay." Fu Cheng was tired all day, and closed his eyes to rest his mind. "You have always been a child with your own opinions, so you can handle it yourself."

The car quickly returned to the hotel. Fu Xingyun happily said good night to his uncle and went back to his room.

The tension brought by the adrenaline has completely subsided, and the hidden anxiety in my heart began to stir again.Fu Xingyun soaked in the warm bathtub, trying to recall the exciting scene just now.

The roar of the engine, the vibration of the tires, and the pleasure brought by high-speed sports still have a beautiful aftertaste, supporting him to spend the time before going to bed.

Before going to sleep, he dug out a piece of Valium from the small medicine box, poured some water and swallowed it.

While laying down under the quilt, Fu Xingyun suddenly remembered the clear smell after reaching the finish line, and there was a faint scent of medicine in it, which seemed to touch some long-term memory of him, but he couldn't remember it.

In the midst of entanglement with memory, Fu Xingyun was brought to sleep by drugs.

The next morning, Fu Xingyun was woken up by the ringing of the phone. He touched the bedside table, unplugged the charging cable, and connected it.

"Xingyun is me, Pei Xucheng, something happened to me, I can't see you today."

"What's wrong?" Fu Xingyun's voice was still hoarse when he woke up.

"It's nothing, I just got injured while walking, and I'm still in the hospital right now. If you can come...well,...you should come here, there is something urgent in the company."

"Okay, send me your location, and I'll be right over."

When he arrived at the hospital, Pei Xucheng was already lying on the hospital bed, with a thick cast on his right foot.

Fu Xingyun raised his eyebrows.

"Don't ask!" Pei Xucheng crossed his arms and covered his eyes, "Ask is when the skateboard encountered gravel while going up the mountain."

Fu Xingyun smiled knowingly, the two of them have been fighting against the gravel road for the past two days.

There was some noise outside the door, a little nurse came in blushing, glanced at the hanging bottle in Pei Xucheng's hand, took off the infusion slip, made a record and hung it back, and went out blushing again.

Pei Xucheng glanced at the flushed little nurse with great interest, winked at Fu Xingyun, and asked softly, "Do you think she came to see you or me?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Fu Xingyun watched the little nurse close the door, dragged a chair and sat by the bed, "Didn't you say that the company is in a hurry?"

"Over there, over there, in my bag."

Fu Xingyun turned his head and took Pei Xucheng's backpack on the small table. Inside was a stack of contracts printed on A4 paper.

Pei Xucheng seemed a little embarrassed: "So, in order to promote our base, I signed up for a variety show."

Fu Xingyun spread out the contract, and on the cover was written five big characters "Life's Great Challenge".

"You see that I am already like this, can you go for me?"

Shen Mochen set off from the north of Qinglian City early in the morning, and arrived at the downstairs of the Century Entertainment Building before nine o'clock. Just as Zhang Heng rushed over, the two got on the elevator together.

Zhang Heng opened his mouth to work: ""The Great Challenge of Life" has already been negotiated. There will be five episodes in the first season. You are a resident guest. Except for the training session that will start soon, other recordings are divided into extreme challenges and life challenges. The extreme challenge is recorded in a single month, with a rhythm of one to two weeks at a time. It is said that there are two episodes abroad, and I will help you look at the passport. The challenge of life is to find themes from daily life and work."

Zhang Heng got used to it quickly. After finishing one thing, he immediately explained the next thing non-stop: "Furthermore, I discussed with Mr. Du that although you are undergoing a transformation, the model business cannot be easily given up. Today The main thing we are talking about is going to be a mentor in a model talent show variety show, this is your old job, so it should be very easy."

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, the two stopped talking, and a vague voice came from the crack in the elevator door.

"Boys, your elder brother Luo Qingyu is here. Look, this is the building of our company headquarters. Isn't it very luxurious?"

The elevator opened, and a young man was standing in front of the door with a selfie stick in his hand.

When Luo Qingyu saw Shen Mochen and Zhang Heng, he immediately reached out to block the camera: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm about to enter the elevator. Boys, wait for me and be right back!"

Throwing a wink at the screen, Luo Qingyu paused the live broadcast, as if he didn't see Shen Mochen and the others, he lowered his head and held his phone, not knowing what he was watching.

On the contrary, the assistant behind him was embarrassed, and bowed to the two of them and said hello: "Hello, brother Chen, hello, brother Heng!"

When Shen Mochen reached the [-]th and [-]th floors, Luo Qingyu got off the elevator and turned on the live broadcast again: "My dears, I'm back. Talking about the modeling industry, it's really a job for youth, and I still rely on it when I'm old. Yes, it’s all overreaching..."

That's right, the modeling industry is very cruel, and a good figure and expressiveness are the basic requirements. Shen Mochen is born to eat this bowl of rice, but his popularity is due to his face.

Shen Mochen has an ever-changing face that netizens call a once-in-a-lifetime look. With bangs down, he is the elder brother next door, with slanted parts, he is a vicious evildoer, and with golden eyes, he is a gentle scum. The azimuth satisfies women's and even men's fantasies of the perfect lover without any dead ends.

Luo Qingyu has always been dissatisfied, thinking that he is young and educated, and his appearance is in line with the current aesthetics, but he has to bow his head in front of the facts. His current strength is indeed no match for Shen Mochen, but this does not prevent him from secretly stepping on his feet from time to time.

For example, say someone is old.

The elevator door closed, cutting off Luo Qingyu's tea and tea conversation. Zhang Heng stared at the crack of the door displeasedly: "What kind of virtue! It's just that you won an award in a domestic model competition, and you are defiant. When he won the three consecutive championships, he was still holding his mother and crying!"

The author has something to say:

I made up the model contest or something!

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