Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

Fu Xingyun had a reception that night.

Fu Cheng had just recovered from a serious illness, and he really felt that it was too hard for him alone, and his nephew was willing to help, so he naturally would not miss this opportunity. He took him to many parties these days, and he knew him well in the circle.

After a round of greetings, Fu Cheng was pulled to talk about the end of a cooperation. Fu Xingyun walked to the dining table and looked at the dazzling array of desserts.

A Christmas-themed dessert caught his attention.

Thinking of the little snowflakes on Shen Mochen's temples that day, I feel that the little cake with snowflake icing should be good.

He picked one up to taste, the inside was matcha flavored, which happened to be his brother’s favorite. When he was in Maiden Castle, he only picked matcha cakes to eat.

Fu Xingyun stood in front of the dining table, seriously considering the possibility of finding a box to pack.

"Today's dessert is 'Sugar Crumb' from Jiangbei Road. His shop is open 24 hours a day. You can go shopping later."

Fu Xingyun turned around, Huang Qiushan was standing behind him, accompanied by a handsome boy.

He only glanced at the boy and then looked away. In his impression, he should be the second male lead in a recent web drama, which was heavily publicized a while ago, and he is a popular little fresh meat.

"I didn't expect Mr. Huang to be so good at desserts!" Fu Xingyun smiled.

"It's not because of this greedy cat!" Huang Qiushan pinched the face of the boy beside him, "I don't even eat dim sum in five-star hotels, so I only pick this one!"

The boy was a little embarrassed in front of Fu Xingyun, and blushed and protested softly.

Fu Xingyun suddenly wanted to know what expression Shen Mochen would have when he ate this dim sum.

Xiao Xianrou was sent by Huang Qiushan to get the wine. The man leaned on the dining table and asked Fu Xingyun: "Last time, the young master was very powerful. I heard that when you made a move, you calmed down those entertainers. remember?"

Fu Xingyun's eyes flashed sharply, but his tone was still gentle: "It's also a misunderstanding itself, and it's not worth reporting."

Huang Qiushan smiled: "You don't have to be too modest. A tiger father has no dogs. Everyone still remembers Fu Xian's thunderous tactics back then. I think your father's shadow is in your work. Your uncle is still too cautious."

At this moment, the little star came back, walking and looking around.

Huang Qiushan took the wine glass and patted Xiao Xianrou's waist: "Why, did you see your former benefactor? So nervous!"

The little star blushed with embarrassment: "Mr. Huang, don't talk nonsense, how can you do that!"

Huang Qiushan stretched out his hands and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, teasing him until his legs were weak, but his mouth was cold and calm: "He used to talk to Zhao Decai, the older brother of Zhao Deli who was fired by your company, he is a guy who likes to drug people Nouveau riche! Don't worry, they are at Jingshang's side today, oh yes, the youngest son of the Cheng family should have gone too."

Fu Xingyun felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that Zhao Deli and the Cheng family were there, but he didn't care too much thinking that Zhang Xiaoxian was still following him and would inform him if anything happened.

After chatting for a few more words, Huang Qiushan met some old friends and opened a room to play mahjong together. Fu Xingyun politely declined and stayed in the hall.

Today's banquet is not low-standard, and the people who come are all bigwigs from the business world, and most of the companions are beauties and handsome men.

Extremely prosperous, but full of loneliness.

Fu Xingyun didn't drink, and after eating two small cakes, he stood by the dining table with a glass of non-alcoholic Mojito.

Looking at the smiling faces, either sincere or hypocritical, he just wanted to go back to the apartment quickly, maybe in time for his brother to help cook the noodles.

Thinking of the aroma of noodles during military training, Fu Xingyun felt warm from heart to body.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat. Huang Qiushan's words just now came out of the darkness again.

Looking down, it turned out to be Zhang Xiaoxian.

Since Zhang Xiaoxian started working for him, he was sent to collect information on Cheng Qufan's whereabouts. Why did he call him so late?Fu Xingyun pressed the call button.

Zhang Xiaoxian's voice echoed, and he should use the car bluetooth.

"Brother Xing, I followed Cheng Qufan to Jingshang just now, but I didn't expect Brother Chen to be there. I thought maybe it was a normal gathering and I didn't report to you. Just now Cheng Qufan and a group of people came out of it, but I didn't see Brother Chen."

When Zhang Xiaoxian said the word "Brother Chen", Fu Xingyun had already put down his cup and began to walk quickly out of the hall.He listened to the phone as he walked quickly down the corridor between the lobby and the parking lot.

"I was worried, so I asked Xiao Leng to follow Cheng Qufan, and I stayed for a while longer. I just saw Brother Chen and Zhao Decai coming out. Brother Chen seemed a little drunk. When he came out, Zhao Decai was holding his arms."

Fu Xingyun suddenly stopped, and then ran: "Where are you now? Where are they?"

Zhang Xiaoxian drove through an intersection with flashing yellow lights, "I'm on Changlin Street, following Zhao Decai's car. Wait a minute, I'll share the location with you."

It took a while for Fu Xingyun to receive the location sharing from Zhang Xiaoxian's other mobile phone. At this moment, he had already driven the McLaren onto the road.

"I'm sorry Brother Xing, there are too few red lights at night and it's hard to stop for a while." Zhang Xiaoxian explained over there, and then asked him, "If you want to rob someone, can I call some buddies over? "

At this time, Zhao Decai's car had already driven into the lobby of the Fortune Garden Hotel. Zhang Xiaoxian slammed on the brakes, parked the car beside the fence facing the hotel, picked up his mobile phone and ran over.

"Where have you been?" Fu Xingyun's voice came from the phone.

"Fuyun Garden Hotel on Changlin Road."

There seemed to be a low sneer coming from the other end of the phone, "You don't need to call someone, just keep an eye on them."

Zhang Xiaoxian slowly walked into the lobby of the hotel, sat down on the sofa in the rest area, holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if waiting for someone, but kept staring at Zhao Decai, who was negotiating with the front desk, out of the corner of his eyes.

In less than 2 minutes, a big man suddenly sat on the back-to-back sofa behind him, and handed over a room card: "Room 1603, you wait here for the young master, let's go up first."

Zhang Xiaoxian nodded and took the room card. He was one of the bodyguards he had seen in the cafe last time.

He blinked in confusion, Fu Xingyun is not a god, how could there be bodyguards staying in this hotel?

Not far away, Zhao Decai and the driver helped Shen Mochen into the elevator, and immediately three burly men walked in.

When the elevator door closed, Zhang Xiaoxian stared at the hotel's logo on the door for a long time in a daze before he came to his senses, "Fu Yun, isn't this the fucking hotel owned by the Fu family?"

If you do evil and make it right for the owner, they deserve it! !

Five minutes later, the roar of the McLaren sounded at the door of the hotel. Fu Xingyun casually threw the key to the doorman and walked in quickly.

Zhang Xiaoxian got up and ran two steps, came to the elevator, and pressed the up button.

Fu Xingyun was wearing a black haute couture suit, his tie had been lost somewhere, and two buttons were loose. His usually gentle and soft youth appearance had long since disappeared. His frowning brows showed a bit of fierceness, and even his eyes were dark. Some redness.

Zhang Xiaoxian couldn't help but took half a step back, the person in front of him seemed to be burning with fire, and anyone who got close would be burned to ashes.

The elevator stopped on the 16th floor, Zhang Xiaoxian quickly ran two steps to 1603 and opened the door first.

As soon as the door opened, a scream was heard.

Zhao Decai was tied to a chair, his face was already swollen, and the corner of his mouth was cut, dripping blood.

When the bodyguards saw them coming in, they punched the man in the stomach again and let out a cry of pain.

Fu Xingyun didn't even look at him, he walked directly to the sofa in a corner, and squatted down to look at Shen Mochen who was curled up on it.

Seeing that his clothes were intact, Fu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Like an instinctive self-defense, Shen Mochen sat on the sofa with his arms around his knees, curled himself up tightly, even his chin was tucked behind his knees, only his eyes were exposed, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Zhao Decai's cry of pain startled him a bit, he closed his eyes and shrank back again.

Fu Xingyun's eyes were on Shen Mochen, and he ordered without turning his head: "Don't let him make a sound!"

The bodyguard stopped, took out a ball of unknown cloth, and stuffed it into Zhao Decai's mouth.

"Brother." Fu Xingyun gently put his hand on his, but Shen Mochen shrank back as if he was frightened.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, I'm Xingyun!" Fu Xingyun persuaded softly.

I don't know how many times I said it before Shen Mochen made a sound: "Xingyun?"

"I'm here." Fu Xingyun tried to touch his hand again, this time, Shen Mochen didn't dodge.

"Xingyun, there are bad guys!" I don't know if it was the effect of the medicine, but Shen Mochen looked like a frightened child.

"Brother, don't be afraid, the bad guy has been caught."

Shen Mochen was still shaking his head, with frightened and helpless eyes.

There was a fire in his heart, but he was afraid that the person in front of him would be frightened, so Fu Xingyun could only suppress his anger and comfort him in a soft voice: "Then let's not be with the bad guys and change the room, okay?"

After thinking for a while, Shen Mochen nodded.

Fu Xingyun stood up and reached out to pull him.

The person curled up on the sofa raised his eyes and stretched out a hand.

This situation made Fu Xingyun suddenly have a sense of time and space confusion. The little boy who shrank under the streetlight ten years ago is now standing, looking down at the little boy who tenderly helped him back then.

This time, let me help you.

Probably because he was too nervous, Shen Mochen was very painful when he stood up.

The extremely tense muscles are still tense and refuse to relax.

Fu Xingyun squatted down again, slowly rubbing his calf and thigh muscles, followed by his waist, back and shoulders.

"Good boy," he leaned over Shen Mochen's ear and coaxed softly, "I'll hug you, and you stand up, okay?"

He stretched out his hands, passed through Shen Mochen's armpits, and gently hugged his back.

A pair of arms were wrapped around the back, so tightly that it trembled.

Even the cool breath that came close was a little unsteady.

Fu Xingyun suddenly felt his eyes a little sore, he tilted his head and gently kissed the hair behind Shen Mochen's ears: "Shall we stand up?"

The shoulder was lightly poked by the man's jaw, and the slightly cool tip of his nose swept up and down the pinna.

When he helped Shen Mochen up, Fu Xingyun could still feel his stiffness and trembling.

The bodyguards had already turned the bound Zhao Decai around, and the three of them stood side by side, blocking him tightly.

Fu Xingyun took Shen Mochen's hand and slowly walked out of the room. The doctor from the Fu family had already arrived and was waiting in the side room.

Seeing a stranger there, Shen Mochen trembled again, and subconsciously squeezed towards Fu Xingyun.

"Don't be afraid, it's a doctor," Fu Xingyun felt very distressed, he held his hand and rubbed it lightly, "The doctor is a good person, he will make you feel comfortable, okay?"

When the doctor was examining Shen Mochen, a bodyguard came over and brought a phone number and the name of the medicine: "Zhao Decai recruited, and the medicine given today is Fatty Wang from Xincai. I checked the name of the medicine, and the main medicine is GHB. Mixed with some other hallucinogens." [1]

Fu Xingyun glanced at the doctor and handed over the note: "Can you solve it?"

The doctor shook his head: "GHB is easily absorbed. Mr. Shen has taken the drug until now, and the drug has reached the peak blood concentration in his body, and it will be metabolized after three to four hours. Although it is a bit uncomfortable, if you can Go to sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Fu Xingyun frowned: "GHB is a sedative drug, why is he so nervous?"

Shen Mochen, who was lying on the bed, had begun to lose consciousness. He frowned tightly, moaned uncomfortably, and curled up again, like a frightened little animal.

The doctor gently massaged his arm: "It's probably the effect of hallucinogens. But hallucinations vary from person to person. Maybe it's recalling some bad experience and falling into hallucinations."

What kind of memory should make him so nervous and frightened?

"Please look at him, I'll go out for a while." Fu Xingyun got up and covered Shen Mochen with the quilt, and walked out of the room.

Reaching out to support the wall of the corridor, Fu Xingyun took a deep breath.

The image of Shen Mochen shrinking into a ball in horror and moaning in pain played repeatedly in his mind.

That's the person he's been taking care of all the time, and he'll feel sorry for him even if he loses a single hair!

That's the softest place in his heart, the one who makes him worry about just watching and frowning casually!

That is the person he respects and loves, and even if he is burning with desire/fire, he dare not have the slightest thought of infringing on him!

How dare they!?How do they match!!?

Fu Xingyun only felt that the strings in his brain were snapped one by one, and his anger burned uncontrollably.

Cheng Qufan is currently in the private room of Xingyao Karaoke, holding a seventeen or eighteen-year-old princess in his arms, and pouring wine to the girl glass by glass.

Fatty Wang sat next to him, a pair of salty pig hands walked up and down the other girl, making him gasp.

On the couch at the side, men and women were even more rotten, and some suspicious white powder was scattered on the table.

He glanced at Cheng Qufan, who had a gloomy face, temporarily stopped his movements, leaned over and said with a smile, "Why, you can't bear to part with your big baby?"

Cheng Qufan smiled, and forced half a glass of red wine into the girl's mouth: "I'm really reluctant, I haven't tasted it yet, it's cheap for Lao Zhao!"

"Don't!" Fatty Wang winked, "Isn't he just a man? He's getting old too..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and twisted the soft flesh on the girl's body: "Aren't these little girls delicious? How about I find you two more little boys?"

"Sweet, of course!" Cheng Qufan grabbed the girl's long hair and pulled it back.

The girl groaned softly in pain, revealing her fragile neck.

The man bit up like a beast.

The room was dimly lit, filled with lewd panting sounds and the girl's thin cries of pain.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the door of the private room was kicked open.

Before Cheng Qufan could react, the girl on his body was pulled away, someone grabbed the collar of his shirt, and immediately punched him in the face.

Only then did the brain paralyzed by alcohol and desire become alert, but the second and third punches had already fallen.

There was severe pain on his cheek, and the powerful blow made his mind go blank, and Fatty Wang screamed, "What are you doing, do you know who he is? Uh—"

Probably because someone covered his mouth, Fatty Wang's voice weakened.

"Who is he?" A clear voice rang in my ears, "Young master of the Cheng Group, the youngest son of Cheng Donggu, no, it should be said, he is an illegitimate son..."

Cheng Qufan usually hates being said that he is an illegitimate child, but now in front of so many people, being said out in front of so many people, he couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment.

But before he could squeeze his fist, someone had already squeezed his throat.

The air flow was restricted, and his brain swelled up quickly. There was a little golden light in front of his eyes. He stared hard, and saw Fu Xingyun's face amidst waves of dizziness.

The gentle young master didn't have any vicious expression at the moment, he could even be called calm, but his eyes were as cold as ice, without any warmth.

The fingers in his throat tightened even more, and Cheng Qufan could hear a gurgling sound in his throat. At this moment, he had no doubt that Fu Xingyun wanted to put him to death now.

Fatty Wang on the side was still struggling, and the men and women on the couch were also controlled by bodyguards, but no one came to persuade Fu Xingyun, as if it was not a big deal even if he strangled Cheng Qufan here today.

This realization caused Cheng Qufan to fall into infinite panic, and his hands and feet began to struggle.

But struggling was useless, Fu Xingyun seemed to have infinite strength, regardless of his movements.

At the moment Cheng Qufan was about to fall into a coma, Fu Xingyun let go of his hand suddenly.

Fresh air poured into his throat, he coughed violently for half a minute, the blood in his body was rolling, and his eardrums were throbbing.

Fu Xingyun's voice was clear: "Those who dare to touch me must have the courage to bear the consequences!"

Cheng Qufan wanted to open his eyes but couldn't open them for a while, all the bones in his body seemed to be broken.

The door of the private room slammed, and Fu Xingyun seemed to have left.

"Ha, hahahahaha," Cheng Qufan laughed like a lunatic, "Why bear the consequences, he still doesn't dare to kill me..."

Fatty, come here. He helped him up, swearing: "Look at how good the young master is on the show, Damn he beats up so hard."

"Hmph!" Cheng Qufan's voice was hoarse, and he could hardly speak, "It's not that he dare not kill people. After watching me..."

Before the words were finished, the door of the VIP room was opened again, and the lights were brightly lit.

A group of people rushed in, and someone stepped forward quickly to check the powder on the table.

"This fucking..."

Before the fat man could say a word, he was already twisted.

"Anti-narcotics Brigade of City A, we have received a report that there are people gathering to take drugs here, all under control! Search!"

A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Qufan, whose nose was bruised and face swollen from the beating, was also twisted into a police car on the street with flashing red and blue lights.

He was quite proud now, the corners of his mouth were swollen and he yelled inarticulately: "Look, I will come out tomorrow!"

In the black Honda car beside the road, Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes and flipped through the information on the tablet.

"Time is a bit tight, there are only so many at present..." Zhang Xiaoxian was a little apprehensive, and secretly looked up at Fu Xingyun.

"After sorting out the information, send it to the police. As for the media, all the news platforms will send the news one by one, so that the public relations director of Xingyun will watch it in person. The marketing account of the company has a good rhythm, and immediately counterattacks those who withdraw popular searches. Let Cheng Qufan monopolize the number one most searched for this week..." Under the dim light of the tablet, the normally gentle young master pursed his lips slightly, making Zhang Xiaoxian a little terrified.

He thought it was a pity that the young master only beat him up when he came to the door. Could it be just to vent his anger?Unexpectedly, Fu Xingyun had already collected a lot of criminal information about Cheng Qufan, plus the ones he had investigated by himself these days, the illegitimate son of the Cheng family would at least be sentenced to life if he was not shot this time.

"Now these evidences are enough for Cheng Qufan to stay in prison and cannot get out. Whether it is in the business world or the entertainment circle, everyone is pushing the same wall, let alone the Cheng family who has made countless enemies?" He returned the tablet to Zhang Xiaoxian. , "According to the plan, you continue to check, and you will find that starting tomorrow, there will be many people who want to tell you the secret!"

The lights of the police car went away, Fu Xingyun got off the Honda, and the bodyguards had already driven a Cayenne.

At two o'clock in the morning in City A, the streets were deserted, and the light from the street lamps blurred the world.Fu Xingyun sat in the back seat, and his heart, which had been raging with hatred just now, slowly calmed down.

As if burned by a raging fire, eagerly longing for coolness and reassurance.

And his coolness...

"Hurry up, go to the Garden Hotel!"

The room was very quiet, only the sound of shallow breathing.

The family doctor was still on the sofa beside the bed, dozing off bit by bit.

Fu Xingyun's footsteps were very light, and there was almost no sound when he stepped on the carpet. The doctor didn't wake up until he walked to the bedside.

Making a thank you gesture, Fu Xingyun watched the doctor pack up his things and walk out of the room.

The light from the night lamp was dim yellow, gently shining on Shen Mochen's face, and the slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting shadows under the eyelids.

He didn't sleep well, muttering something in his mouth.

Fu Xingyun leaned down, put his ear close to his lips, and listened to him many times before he could hear his voice clearly, but he froze on the spot.

Shen Mochen's mind was very confused, maybe it was because of his tired body, but his mind was full of excitement as if compensating for it.

He thought of many people and many things, spinning in his mind in a mess.

He even remembered some old things that he had deliberately forgotten.

At that time, he was only a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The boy was not short but very thin. His thin wrist was held by a tall man, and he was half dragged to a hospital in city A.

He was sitting outside the door of the doctor's office in the inpatient department, and there were faint voices of men's conversations coming from the door.

"How about it, have you read it? Is the child with leukemia rich in his family?"

"Rich!" The other party lowered his voice, "The super rich ones! Just pulling out the roots is enough for us to eat for several years."

"That's a good thing! Tell me, what should we do?"

"Regret to donate! Just tell them that your child's health is not good and you don't want to donate!"

"If that's the case, will they just give up?"

"It's so easy for you to match a bone marrow transplant! Let me tell you, the child has been matched for three years before being matched with you. His body is about to die, and he will definitely beg you to donate when the time comes..."

"Oh~~~Understood!" The man's voice was full of greed, "When the time comes, it will be as much as I want, and as much as they will give me!"

The two laughed for a while, and the strange voice said again: "You have to take care of your nephew, don't let him run away."

"Don't worry, speaking of it, my sister is married to a good family. That child has been well-bred since she was a child and has no temper. Since she followed me four years ago, she has been convinced by me. She usually dares to be rude, but as long as I , look at him, sitting outside now, he doesn’t dare to move, haha!”

The laughter was like the whisper of a devil, making him tremble involuntarily.

The scene in the dream was chaotic, he seemed to be living in a rented room next to the hospital for a few days, and his uncle would go to the hospital every day, and when he came back, he proudly told him that the child who matched him was about to die, and his parents would definitely take the money to change.

The teenage boy attaches great importance to life and death, and he feels that if something happened to that child, it must be because of him.Finally, one day, my uncle drank too much wine at dinner and fell asleep early. Shen Mochen walked out of the rental room trembling, and came to the inpatient department of the hospital by memory.

Under the street lamp in the backyard, he picked up a little child. The memory of that period has been very vague, and he doesn't even remember what the child looked like.

Just the first time he saw that little boy, he felt that this was the child who would be connected with him by blood.

The child's small body curled up under the street lamp, so pale and fragile.

He walked over quietly and saw a string of small blue stars hanging on the little boy's clothes.

The dream that followed was shattered, as if he had been caught by his uncle, cursing and beatings ensued.

The body is very uncomfortable, and the heart is also very panic.

This state lasted for a long time, so long that his memory became confused, and he didn't even have a complete impression of whether he saved the child in the end.I only remember that after returning to Qinglian from the hospital, he had a serious illness, and after he recovered, he couldn't remember the previous things even more.

At the end of the dream, for some reason, the picture suddenly became clear. The little child was squatting under the street lamp, looking up at him with his big eyes wide open.

This time, he finally said what he wanted to say:

"Little Xingxing is not afraid, brother will definitely save you..."

The author has something to say:

Well, so there was a reason why they didn't recognize each other at first.

【1】The efficacy of GHB comes from Baidu.After reading some relevant information, this thing works quickly and is very harmful, and if the dosage is not accurate, it may even cause death.Girls must be vigilant when eating outside, and don't go to places where bad guys haunt.

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