Rebirth: Don't fight for gold

Chapter 82

This is a house that Yue Le has never been to. Before rebirth, Fu Heming also took Yue Le back to the residence, but not here.

The Roman-style three-storey small western-style building looks half-new and not old. Fu Heming has been tightly protecting Yue Le until the bedroom on the second floor.

Hot water was already placed in the bathtub, and the aroma was lingering. Fu Heming took off Yue Le's coat, and said softly, "Hey, I'm home, let's take a bath first."

When Yue Le was lying tired in the bathtub, Fu Heming gently closed the door. In the lobby on the first floor, the leader of the bodyguard who escorted Yue Le back was standing there. Seeing Fu Heming coming down, he bowed his head respectfully, In a low voice, he explained what happened in detail.

Fu Heming remained expressionless the whole time. After listening, he patted the man on the shoulder: "Thank you."

"Mr. Lin has also arrived home." After the airport left, Lin Li was escorted home by a special person, and he was already home at this moment.

Fu Heming nodded, then went upstairs.

From receiving Yue Le's call to now, within a few hours, he hurried over from the imperial capital, feeling guilty all the time - he was too careless, how could he let Yue Le go out with only Lin Li at ease?

Back in the room, before Yue Le came out of the bathroom, Fu Heming stood at the door to calm down, and then opened the door to go in. Yue Le had already fallen asleep with his head tilted and his eyes closed.

Fu Heming picked up the bath towel and picked him up, wrapped him tightly and put him on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover him.

The sleeping Yue Le was completely different from her usual calm and self-confidence, her lips were tightly pursed, and her aggrieved appearance made people feel distressed.His soul-stirring eyes were also closed, his whole face was quiet and pure, after all, he still looked young in his early twenties.

Fu Heming gently touched his face, he was on top of his heart, for fear of making him angry, so he let everything go according to his temperament, but the darkness of society, how can young people who are not deeply involved in the world be able to deal with it? As expected, he was inexperienced, and he himself was negligent. It really shouldn't be!

With deep self-blame, Fu Heming fell asleep lying on the bedside.

The next day, when Yue Le woke up, he saw Fu Heming's sleeping face. In one night, Fu Heming's chin was black and blue, and his short beard sprouted like bamboo shoots.Yue Le is a person with light hair. At this moment, he couldn't help being envious of Fu Heming's thick male hormones. He stretched out his hand and pulled his beard as a prank. The beard was too short, so he could only pinch it with his nails. Yue Le hesitated for a while. , After all, he didn't want to pull that beard off.

Fu Heming pressed his hand with his eyes closed, rubbed his chin against his palm, and said lazily, "Is it fun?"

The beard was piercing, and the faint pain and itchiness spread from the palm of his hand to his heart. Yue Le couldn't help but leaned forward, hugged his head and kissed him.

Fu Heming immediately raised his legs to get on the bed, lifted the quilt and pushed in, grabbed Yue Le's hand and leaned down on him, not being honest: "Touch here, it feels better."

Yue Le chuckled lightly, but was not angry, and leaned lazily in his arms, "Where is this?"

"Our house." Fu Heming took his hand and rubbed it gently, "Move here to live, okay?"

Of course, he has more than this one house in Shanghai. He used to be promiscuous, so naturally he has another residence, a newly built high-end apartment, which is where Yue Le went to in his previous life.Fu Heming was really moved now, and of course he brought Yue Le to his serious home. However, he would never have thought that the person in front of him had been reborn and had something to do with him in his previous life. , who has been to his other place.

Yue Le played with his lifeblood, and squeezed it lightly: "How many families do you have?"

Fu Heming was startled, and suddenly felt that this was not right, and answered carefully: "Two, one in the imperial capital, where there are parents

Of course it is home, and there is another one here, where you are also home. "

This love sentence was ingenious, Yue Le's eyelids twitched, and he smiled vaguely, then felt that he was too narrow-minded.Now that he has decided to stay with him properly, it would be too unfair to deal with He Ming by revisiting those old accounts from his previous life.

Thinking about it this way, the movements of his hands are much gentler, and Fu Heming is enjoying and nervous at the same time, the feeling that his life is in the hands of others is too much a test for his little heart.

Although he never intentionally concealed the black history in the past, Fu Heming was unwilling to continue to be under Yue Le's scrutiny - there were too many black histories, and each of them was enough for him to drink a pot.Fu Heming also wanted to see Yue Le's little appearance of being jealous of him, and was worried that he would be offended, and he would be the one who would feel distressed at that time.

After weighing the matter, Fu Heming quickly changed the subject: "What are you going to do about what happened last night?"

Yue Le immediately raised his brows, and said coldly: "Why are you even mentioning this!"

Fu Heming reached into the quilt, pressed Yue Le's hand, and gently pulled his hand out. He was worried that Yue Le would pinch his eggs in a fit of anger, and the loss would outweigh the gain." If you are an old hooligan, you have to teach him a lesson."

Yue Le shook off his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, and frowned slightly: "I'm afraid my hands will get dirty."

Fu Heming pinched his nose and said, "That's too cheap for him."

"Forget it," Yue Le asked himself. With his own ability, he couldn't help Fei Yu, and he didn't want Fu Heming to offend more people because of this. "It's fine if we don't deal with each other in the future."

"Listen to you." Fu Heming rested his chin on his shoulder, "I will give you some bodyguards."

"Okay!" Yue Le readily agreed, "Please help me, I will pay for it."

"You..." Fu Heming frowned and knocked on his head, "I really don't know what you're thinking, what's mine is yours."

"Then mine is not yours." Yue Le put his arms around his neck, "Don't argue with me about this, so I can feel at ease."

Fu Heming kissed him in this position, stuffing last night's worries and current hilarity into Yue Le's mouth: I've never seen such a child, who can count any money with him clearly.Fu Heming knew the details of Shen Wencang, and also knew that Yue Le shared the box office of "Parking Lot", so he naturally knew that Yue Le was not short of this little money, so he didn't insist on it.However, he couldn't be as clear as Yue Le, so Fu Heming took Yue Le to the mall brazenly, picked out a few new clothes, and said bluntly, "Give it to me."

Before Yue Le could react, Fu Heming had already taken out his credit card from his pocket and handed it to the shopping guide: "Swipe it."

"Sir, please enter the password."

Yue Le was about to go forward to enter the password, but Fu Heming stopped him, and confidently pressed the six-digit number, amazingly, he passed it!

Yue Le's face turned red all of a sudden, while Fu Heming smiled smugly, and deliberately said unhurriedly: "I really didn't expect that I guessed it right."

He can guess right, because the password of the credit card is based on his birthday. The feeling of happiness of being cared for almost fills his whole body. Go, "What else is my birthday? Laptop? Cell phone? It's all my birthday."

Yue Le scolded: "The villain gets his ambition!"

Fu Heming couldn't help laughing out loud, "I'm a villain".

After speaking, he held Yue Le's hand, raised it in front of him, and said, "Only such a big villain can live in your heart forever."

Being in public, Yue Le was really not used to flirting with him, but the tiresome love words made him feel sweet, "What else do you want to buy?"

Fu Heming thought about it deliberately, and said, "Go and buy a watch."

Fu Heming picked out a watch with a black dial, and brought it to Yue Le's ear, "How about one piece for each person?"

Yue Le nodded, and Fu Heming handed his credit card to the shopping guide.

"I'm sorry sir, the amount is not enough," the shopping guide swiped it, and said apologetically, "Do you have any other cards?"

"Forget it, take a piece." Yue Le took out his wallet and looked at it. He didn't bring much money when he went out. He didn't expect that Fu Heming would ask him to buy it.

Xi, the pocket money stored in the card is less than 10 yuan, which is far from enough for two watches.

Fu Heming unhurriedly took out a card and handed it to the shopping guide: "Swipe this card."

Yue Le glared at him, now he understood that Fu Heming was deliberately teasing him.

"Sir, please enter the password."

"You go." Fu Heming pushed Yue Le down, "You know the password."

Yue Le really wanted to slap him, but he held back and said with a smile: "Forgot the password? Forget it, I won't buy it."

After speaking, stand up and go out.

Fu Heming quickly grabbed him, entered the password with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Okay, others are watching."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything. When the two shopping guides heard his words, they immediately blushed and looked at Yue Le with ecstasy: "Is it Yue Le? Can you sign for us?"

Yue Le: "..."

Fu Heming put his finger on his lips and said in a low voice, "Shut up, bring it quickly."

The shopping guide took out the paper and pen, and Yue Le quickly signed it, but the shopping guide turned his attention to Fu Heming: "Is it Young Master Fu?"

Fu Heming was taken aback, how did he recognize him?

This shopping mall is owned by the Fu family, but Fu Heming has always been very low-key, and has never been in the mall in a ostentatious manner. The two shopping guides are very unfamiliar. He collected himself and pretended to be surprised and said: "Fu Little? You have misunderstood the person. I am Mr. Yue's assistant."

"We've seen you!" one of the tall shopping guides said with a blushing face. "We all have your photos."

"What!" Fu Heming was even more surprised, "Where did it come from?"

The shopping guide lowered his head and smiled, "The one with the upper hair and the lower hair said that Young Master Fu likes to come and inspect the work the most, so he sent us a photo and asked us to be more polite when we meet you."

Yue Le couldn't help laughing. In his previous life, Fu Heming really liked to go shopping in his own shopping mall. His proud peacock's tail could be lifted up to the sky. He was afraid that others would not know that he was the young boss. He was very arrogant.It's rare to keep a low profile for a while now, but it's a pity that others still regard him as a second-generation ancestor, so it's no wonder he is unhappy now.