Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan ruthlessly waved Fu Zechuan's hand away, remained indifferent to his words, and his tone was still cold, "Snoke brought you in last night, and he couldn't bear to see you die outside, so he just let me keep you. As for me, what do you think? Do I care about your life?"

Fu Zechuan held his hand and shook his head repeatedly, "No, you lied to me, we just kissed, you obviously..."

Ji Fanfan cut off his words, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at an irrelevant person, "I just regarded you as Snoke, Mr. Fu, you have to have a limit for being passionate, don't be so shameless."

He turned sideways and stopped looking at him again, "Since the illness is cured now, please leave, you are not welcome here."

As he spoke, he took a step, but was suddenly pulled into his arms by Fu Zechuan, "I won't go, don't drive me away, Fanfan, please forgive me, I really know I was wrong, you asked me to do anything Yes, even if I marry you, I am willing! I will make it up to you!"

Ji Fanfan clenched his hands tightly, getting married?Do you want to use that fake thing to trick him again!

He said coldly: "Let go!"

"I won't let you go, I've already lost you once, and I won't let you go again!" Fu Zechuan leaned on his shoulder, sniffing his breath greedily, the pain in his eyes was so obvious.

But Fu Zechuan had just been ill after all, and the strength of the confinement was not strong. Ji Fanfan made up his mind, forcefully opened the hands on his waist, and then turned to face Fu Zechuan, his cold eyes were three points cooler than the rain outside , "You don't want to go!"

He took a step back and said softly, "Okay, I'll go."

Seeing his determination, Fu Zechuan panicked, "Fanfan, Fanfan, don't go...I beg you not to go..."

When he caught up unsteadily, Ji Fanfan had already opened the door and stepped straight out of the house that made him feel suffocated.

Ji Fanfan also has the keys to Snoke's house. The bunch of keys that Snoke gave him at the beginning included the keys to both apartments. It is a beautiful name for Ji Fanfan to bring food to feed him.

Ji Fanfan decisively opened the door, entered Snoke's room, and closed the door before Fu Zechuan chased him.

Fu Zechuan slapped on the door heartbroken, "Fanfan, Fanfan, don't leave! Don't leave me, forgive me..."

Snoke was woken up in a dream, and the pink fluffy pajamas were put on his tall body, which was strangely coordinated.

With a sleepy face on his face, he hugged the pillow and looked at Ji Fanfan dully, then yawned loudly, "Fan, it's not a solution for you to always avoid him like this..."

Ji Fanfan sat on the sofa with his head down, his hands tangled together, and he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, but I really don't know what to do."

His eyes were red and his thoughts were confused, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, I will find another place where he can't find it."

Snoke blinked in response to his words, then slapped his thigh, angrily said: "How can it be!"

He continued angrily: "Although I don't know what happened to you before, I probably guessed something in the past few days."

His hand wrapped Ji Fanfan's cold hand warmly, and looked at him seriously, "Fan, since you have pretended not to know him, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting your identity if you leave now?"

He suddenly raised his head and looked outside the door confidently, "Don't worry, I have a way to make him retreat!"

Ji Fanfan frowned, and asked uneasily, "What can I do?"

Snoke said with a sad face, "Then you may have to make some sacrifices, but I'm the one to lose!" He wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, "Anyway, no matter what happens for a while, you just stay obediently. "

"……it is good."

Seeing Ji Fanfan's response, Snoke took Ji Fanfan, whose palms were covered in cold sweat, to the door.

Ji Fanfan asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do?"

Snoke raised a confident smile, held his hand on the doorknob, and then opened the door with a click, and then, under Ji Fanfan's bewildered eyes, pressed him against the wall and kissed him.

Ji Fanfan was stunned, and his brain immediately went into a shutdown state. He didn't expect that the method Snoke said would be like this!

Fu Zechuan's hand was already pressing on the door, and as soon as the tightly closed door was loosened, it was pushed open in an instant.

It's just that the scene in front of him completely stunned him, but in the next second he was so angry that he was about to explode, he pushed Snoke away violently, and roared angrily, "What are you doing?! "

He desperately wiped Ji Fanfan's lips with his sleeve, stared at the person in front of him angrily and painfully, and shouted: "I can't! I can't! I can't! I can't! Did you hear that?! "

Ji Fanfan's lips hurt so much from being trampled by him, he pushed him away with all his strength, then quickly went to help Snoke who was pushed, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Aggrieved, Snoke leaned into Ji Fanfan's arms, crying, "Woo, it hurts..."

Ji Fanfan looked at his scratched hands with a distressed face, and comforted him softly, "Hey, I'll take you to apply some medicine, and the pain will be gone soon."

Fu Zechuan looked at the two people clinging to each other with grief, but he was the one who was abandoned, and he was the one who was redundant.

However, it was obviously not like this before, Ji Fanfan would coax him and accommodate him before, his embrace was also his, and his people were also his.

But now, in front of him, he was kissing and hugging other people!

Fu Zechuan stared fiercely at Snoke who was retracting into Ji Fanfan's arms. His strong jealousy, anger and unwillingness made him wish he could pull this person out and whip his corpse.

Snoke hugged Ji Fanfan's neck, buried his whole head in his arms, and said coquettishly, "He's so fierce, I'm so scared."

This scene was too dazzling, it was like making up for Fu Zechuan's heart, he cried and angrily pulled away the hypocritical person, "Go away, he is mine!"

"Fu Zechuan, have you had enough trouble?!" Ji Fanfan hugged the person in his arms comfortingly, and said in a deep voice, "You scared my lover."

Fu Zechuan clenched his hands tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were throbbing violently, and bitter tears filled his red eyes, "You have never called me that before, Fanfan..."

He tried to redeem and wanted to touch the person he was thinking of, but the other party avoided him.

Ji Fanfan turned his head, leaving only four heartless words, "Please leave."

The embarrassing tears dripped down, and Fu Zechuan stubbornly stretched out his hand to wipe them away. He stood up in embarrassment, "Ji Fanfan, a year ago you asked me if I had a heart... Now, I will return this sentence to you... "

Ji Fanfan's fingertips trembled slightly upon hearing this.

Fu Zechuan was disappointed but at the same time he was very unwilling, "I will come again, whether you admit it or not, whether you like it or not..." He clutched his heart in pain, his chest was severely blocked, he was like a dying fish struggling on the shore, unable to breathe.

He took a step back, turned and walked out of the place in a daze.

Fu Zechuan just walked away one second, and Snoke got up from the ground the next second. He let out a breath of relief, "The plague god is finally gone."

Ji Fanfan fell to the ground, looking a little dazed.

Snoke patted his shoulder lightly, "Fan, are you alright?"

Ji Fanfan stared blankly at the hand on his shoulder, lowered his head again, and said in a low voice, "From now on...don't do this, it's not good for you."

Snoke patted his chest indifferently, "Isn't it just a kiss, what's the matter? What's more, my orientation is different from yours, so you don't have to worry about falling in love with me."

Ji Fanfan couldn't even force himself to smile at his intentionally enlightening words.

He forced himself up, but shook again, his shoulder hit the wall, it hurt, but he didn't want to pay attention to it.

Snoke quickly supported him, and comforted him with concern, "Don't forget that you are F now, the invincible and strong F, don't be bound by the past."

Ji Fanfan clenched his hands vigorously, Snoke is right, he is no longer the Ji Fanfan he was back then, he will face Fu Zechuan sooner or later, he will not and can no longer escape, he is now the F who can live well on his own, The turmoil caused by Fu Zechuan in his heart should be smoothed over.

Ji Fanfan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes became firmer. He stood up straight, and smiled slowly at Snoke who was worried about him, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

He strode back to his home, and then threw all the things about Fu Zechuan into the trash can, and even disinfected the whole house, completely making Fu Zechuan's breath disappear from here.

After that day, Ji Fanfan started to get busy. He almost stayed at home and started translating "Dimension Separation".

But Fu Zechuan would still come to him, and he would still linger at his door lingeringly.

It's just that Fu Zechuan is not as embarrassed as before. He is well-dressed and his hairstyle is well-groomed. He will knock on Ji Fanfan's door with a bouquet of flowers or some amusing gadgets.

Ji Fanfan would occasionally open the door and drive him away sarcastically. Occasionally, he would not even open the door, just plug in the earphones and turn up the music to the loudest, pretending not to hear the knock on the door outside, and continue to work on his own business.

But no matter how he treats Fu Zechuan, the other party will leave flowers and gifts at the door.

"hiss."

The pen in Ji Fanfan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the black ballpoint pen rolled on the ground for a long distance before struggling to stop.

At this moment, he was clutching his throbbing right hand, fine beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose.

Ji Fanfan looked through the calendar, it turned out that he was so busy with work these days that he even forgot the follow-up appointment for his right hand.

He gently rubbed his right wrist, hoping to relieve the pain a little. After finally enduring the most unbearable pain, Ji Fanfan leaned on the back of the chair, resting his left hand on his forehead, while letting his right hand hang down.

A white loose T-shirt was put on him, and as he leaned back, the hem of the T-shirt drooped empty, revealing his lean waistline. ?