[Quick Travel] Black Moonlight Whitening Plan

Both hands were held tightly by Fu Hanjiang's big hand, Lu Chuan didn't even have room to resist.

Lu Chuan ignored Fu Hanjiang's words, and just said softly, with a bit of aggrieved coquettish tone: "My meal is cold, I want to eat siu mai, and I want to eat the wonton you pinched."

This is the first sentence that Lu Chuan has spoken to him since he has been here alone for so long.

Fu Hanjiang opened his hands to support himself, but was pulled by the force behind him.

Lu Chuan looked at Fu Hanjiang nervously: "Where are you going?"

"Don't you want to eat the wontons I made? Be good and go make them for you."

Fu Hanjiang rolled his Adam's apple, his voice was steady.

Lu Chuan let go, and he watched Fu Hanjiang leave step by step, but this time, he didn't take the lighter from the table.

The warm orange light illuminated a small space, and Lu Chuan looked at the fluctuating flame of the lighter on the table, and his mind started to work.

[Cuihua, I don't want to do the task anymore, it doesn't matter if I don't go back. 】

[Now the big devil condensed from all the planes of resentment is waiting for you at the terminal. If you can't decompose and cleanse yourself one by one, you will die even if you don't go back. 】

As soon as Lu Chuan heard this, he bounced off the blanket, only to be dragged down by the chain around his neck.

He has to rely on Fu Hanjiang now, so any so-called "game" is not advisable, only if he really falls in love with him, he will settle down with himself.Recalling the blurry fragments in the dream, Lu Chuan only felt that his mind was clearer than ever.

Isn't it just about falling in love?

Lao Tzu is at the Sea King level! !

Fu Hanjiang was wearing an apron, and his whole body exuded a cold abstinence style. He was holding a wonton in his hand, and his expression was a little dark.

Those emotions that have not been expressed gradually emerge from the mist and are exposed to the air.

When was the last time you made wontons for Luchuan?

At that time, he was still a worthless piece of trash, and he devoted all his love and sincerity to the person who did everything he could to treat him well.

But what did Lu Chuan give him in return?

He turned around and gave his carefully wrapped wontons to Lin Zibei, and Lu Chuan shared his love with others without hesitation, even throwing it away like a pair of shoes.

The wonton skin is thin, the filling is thick and the size is moderate. After the broth is boiled, put the wontons into the pot.

Fu Hanjiang looked at the steaming heat in the pot, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth in his heart.

Pour the wontons into the bowl, and Fu Hanjiang was about to sprinkle the chopped coriander on it, but he paused with his fingers and stopped in mid-air.

Lu Chuan doesn't like coriander.

Seeing the sporadic coriander powder falling into the bowl, Fu Hanjiang returned to the basement with the bowl in his hand.

Since you don't like it, it's time to change it.

Pushing open the heavy door, Fu Hanjiang saw the thin figure in the basement.

Wearing a pure white shirt that could barely cover his buttocks, a golden necklace tucked around his neck, and his feet wrapped in thick gauze, Lu Chuan curled up and sat there obediently, like an obedient slave.

Lu Chuan was a little dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until the aroma of the wonton filled his nostrils that Lu Chuan came back to his senses, his eyes were shining with a slight light, and he was staring closely at the wonton in Fu Hanjiang's hand.Fu Hanjiang put the wontons on the table beside him, turned off the lighter, and turned on the small warm lamp on the table.

The light from the small warm lamp was brighter, the wontons were steaming on the table, and the aroma diffused throughout the basement.

Lu Chuan swallowed calmly.

Fu Hanjiang sat on a chair and looked at Lu Chuan playfully with his head propped up: "Want?"

Licking his chapped lips, Lu Chuan nodded almost uncontrollably.

"Lu Chuan, why don't you want the bowl of wontons I made for you back then?" Fu Hanjiang's expression suddenly became paranoid, and his sticky eyes clung to Lu Chuan: "When you gave that bowl of wontons to Lin Zibei, did you Didn't you think you would have today?"

Lu Chuan looked away from the bowl of wontons, and began to listen to Fu Hanjiang silently without a word of excuse.

A mistake is a mistake. The harm he caused to Fu Hanjiang for his own purpose is irreparable, so he deserves some retribution.

Holding the wonton, Fu Hanjiang stood in front of Lu Chuan.

"Want to eat? Yes, if it makes me happy, I'll give it to you."

A huge shadow enveloped Lu Chuan, the invisible pressure forced his nerves, Lu Chuan swallowed his throat, and his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Chuan's beautiful eyes flowed, his lips parted slightly, and his tone was soft: "Master..."

Fu Hanjiang's heart skipped a beat. Lu Chuan was chained here with a neck chain, and his body and feet were covered with hickey marks and pains that he had bestowed on him. The legs are like sparrows.

Throat tightened slightly, Fu Hanjiang hooked his lips, squatted down and grabbed Lu Chuan's chain, forcing him to lean to his side.

Lu Chuan knelt on Fu Hanjiang's body, the pain of being squeezed in his ankle made him hum softly.

As if he didn't hear it, Fu Hanjiang picked up a spoon and scooped up a wonton.

Lu Chuan opened his lips and held the wonton carefully, the heat was bubbling in his mouth, and Lu Chuan was so hot that he burst into tears, but the delicious taste exploded in his taste buds.

The unique taste of coriander was mixed in the wontons. Lu Chuan's expression remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth again after swallowing the wontons.

"Why, do you like coriander again?" Fu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows, his tone was teasing and sarcasm.

The tip of Lu Chuan's tongue moved, licking his numbed mouth: "People change, I don't need to like coriander, but I can also eat coriander for you."

Fu Hanjiang's hands scooping up wontons paused slightly, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu Chuan, and finally his tone was unclear.

"Really? Then let me see how big your changes can be."

Lu Chuan ate up a whole bowl of wontons, even the soup.

His mouth was so hot that tiny blisters formed, which were very painful, but Lu Chuan didn't dare to think about how painful the blisters in his mouth were.When Fu Hanjiang cooked wontons for himself, the entire back of his hand was scalded by boiling water.

At that time, in order to force Fu Hanjiang to blacken, he just told him to take the medicine properly, then turned around and continued to distance himself from Lin Zibei.

After eating the wontons, Fu Hanjiang was ready to leave with the bowl.

"When are you coming back?" Lu Chuan asked suddenly, looking at Fu Hanjiang's back.

"Who knows." Fu Hanjiang said so, and left the basement without looking back.

There was a muffled sound from the heavy door, and Lu Chuan's world became quiet again.

Looking at the small warm lamp left on the table, Lu Chuan's heart also warmed up.

It seems that what he is doing now is not in vain.

Qiao Ke knelt on the cushion with a disgusted and unconvinced expression.

"Is it wrong?" Lu Yanfeng squinted at Qiao Ke, and his eyes wandered wantonly on his skin with tattoo stickers on his thighs in shorts.

Long time no see, more and more lawless.

Qiao Ke sneered and looked at Lu Yanfeng stubbornly: "Wrong fart! It's none of your business how I like to dress?"

Lu Yanfeng's desire to control him is almost outrageous. This man knows all his movements every day, as if someone has placed a pervasive monitor around him.

This feeling simply made his hair stand on end.

All his skills were taught by Lu Yanfeng, he can't beat this man.

But even if it was disgusting, he would disgust Lu Yanfeng to death.

To control his life, and now want to control everything about him?No way.

"Aren't you wrong? That's fine." Lu Yanfeng seemed to be looking at an ignorant child. He stood up, tugged on his tie dignifiedly, and then approached Qiao Ke.

The threat in those eyes was real, he squeezed Qiao Ke's chin and smiled at Yan Yan: "Perhaps, you prefer me to fuck you again? Just like... that night."

The memories that had been suppressed in the depths of the memory and tried their best to forget them all fell apart in Lu Yanfeng's words, and were reassembled again and again.Qiao Ke held his head in pain, and his head hurt even more as if it was about to split open: "Don't...don't!! Get out, get out!!"

He shouted heart-piercingly, but Lu Yanfeng looked cruel.

"I hate children who are beyond my control, so, are you going to behave yourself?"

Qiao Ke's gaze was dull, and then the hand that pushed Lu Yanfeng gradually lost its strength, and finally stopped.

Lu Yanfeng was about to pick him up when there was a knock on the door.

"Think about it for yourself." Lu Yanfeng dropped those words, turned around and went to the entrance.

Fu Hanjiang stood at the door, covered in cold air, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Why, what's the matter?"

"I'm thinking, maybe Lu Chuan will stay there for the rest of his life, so that I can feel at ease."

After lighting the cigarette, Fu Hanjiang's throat rolled and heaved, and the mist rose and blurred the original sharp facial features, which was seductive and deadly sexy.

"Admit it, you still love him." Lu Yanfeng's tone did not fluctuate, as if he had expected Fu Hanjiang's words.

Fu Hanjiang's eyes glanced at Lu Yanfeng, the corners of his mouth curled up, but there was a strong sarcasm in his eyes.

"My love for him has never been worth anything. Since he has abandoned my love, it's okay to support it with hatred."

Lu Yanfeng leaned against the door and hit the nail on the head: "If you really thought so, you wouldn't come to me."

"You have to understand that the people who make you sad can make you truly happy."

Fu Hanjiang's eyes flickered, and then the obscure and complex emotions rolled, and finally they were tightly suppressed in his eyes.

"Locking up Luchuan is already my last concession."

Having said that, Fu Hanjiang's eyes became clearer, he turned around thoughtfully, did not stay any longer, and left Lu Yanfeng's residence.When Lu Yanfeng returned to the second floor, the originally closed windows were wide open, and the person kneeling on the cushion had long since disappeared.

The curtains fluttered in the wind, and the room was filled with a cold, dead air, which was strange.

Lu Yanfeng recalled what he had just said to admonish Fu Hanjiang, and clicked his tongue a little irritably.

"Disobedient, still not matured, several times in a few days should be enough to know how to be soft."

The author has something to say

Not cruel? ! !Isn't it cruel! !

The attack of IJcp is not a normal person either!The old man is a king, he is very good at unblocking others, and he is more ruthless than anyone else.

The next chapter of Chuanchuan may be in danger with Keke.