Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Fu Zechuan glanced to the side. A tall, slender man with a good face was standing next to him. He had an impression of this man, but he didn't intend to talk to him.

The man still had a glass of wine in his hand. After seeing that he really did not recognize the wrong person, he turned around and waved to the people waiting for him at the table behind him, and then sat down opposite Fu Zechuan.

He has a gentle appearance, and his smiling eyebrows are particularly pleasing. He is a person who people like at the first sight. He greets Fu Zechuan politely. His attitude is not very enthusiastic, but it will not make people feel cold. "I and I My friend lost a bet, and they asked me to come over and have a drink with you, but I didn't expect it to be an acquaintance."

Fu Zechuan raised his eyebrows, and shot his unhappy eyes at the other party. His tone was indifferent, without any emotion, "Who told you to sit down?"

The man was still smiling, and the lavender light hit his face, making the outline of his face look softer, "Is Young Master Fu in a bad mood?"

Fu Zechuan didn't answer him, but just took a drink from his glass.

The man didn't ask him further why he was in a bad mood, he beckoned the waiter and ordered another bottle of wine.

The waiter quickly delivered the opened wine to their table.

The man reached for the bottle of wine. His hands were very white, with long fingers and healthy pink nails. Under the dreamy light, he had a different kind of charm.

He poured a glass of wine and gently pushed it in front of Fu Zechuan, "This is a new wine released this year. It has a clear taste when you first drink it, but it will feel hot when you drink it in your throat. You should like it."

Fu Zechuan lazily raised his eyelids to glance at him, then moved his eyes indifferently, picked up the glass of wine and took another sip.

The man just looked at him with a friendly smile, and asked softly after he drank, "How is it?"

The boredom on Fu Zechuan's face dissipated a little, and he only blurted out an extremely plain word, "Poor."

The man pursed his lips and smiled softly, his smile was like water, "Fu Shaogui often forgets things, but you should still remember my name?"

Fu Zechuan's cold eyes fell on that smiling face, "Andy, you should know that I don't like people pestering me."

The man named Andy shook his head slowly when he heard the words, his smiling peach eyes sparkled, "Young Master Fu, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know people, you know. It's just that you haven't been to the club for a long time, we I haven't seen you for a long time, and to be honest, I miss you a bit, and I just met here again tonight, so we just chatted."

After he finished explaining, he immediately turned to this unpleasant topic, "What has Young Master Fu been up to lately?"

Fu Zechuan's gaze just fell on the empty wine glass, and Andy over there poured him wine almost at the same second as if telepathic.

His eyes moved along the glass to his soft face, and Andy was one of the few people he had ever dated, who he could still remember and had a good impression of.

Andy looked up to meet his gaze, the streamer in those smiling eyes glides, inexplicably seductive.

He picked up his cup, got up, went around and sat down beside Fu Zechuan, his cherry-like lips opened and closed slightly, with a secret temptation, "Today I will risk my life to accompany the gentleman, and accompany Fu Shao until I get drunk, so that your mood can be better." Is it better?"

The song in the Qing Bar has been changed for some time, but it is still so lingering and beautiful. With the slowly changing lights, the picture is particularly beautiful.

Andy's wine glass touched Fu Zechuan's wine glass on the table, and the clear and crisp impact was exciting, "I'll do it first."

He raised his head, and the soft and slender neck curve was gracefully displayed in front of Fu Zechuan's eyes.

As the wine slipped into his throat, he could clearly see his Adam's apple rolling up and down, exuding an irresistible charm.

He drank the wine in one gulp, looked at Fu Zechuan with a smile on his face, and said in a moist and charming voice, "It's your turn, Young Master Fu."

Fu Zechuan looked at him deeply, and tapped his fingers lightly on his thigh.

He didn't even need to say a word, and Andy already understood. He stood up, sat sideways on Fu Zechuan's lap, and wrapped his hands around his neck naturally.

Andy slowly approached the other party. Although the other party's face was still cold, he did not refuse.

The soft lips touched each other, arousing the deepest desire in the bottom of my heart and the long-forgotten sense of presumptuousness.

Andy knows this man too well. He spent three months studying Fu Zechuan's preferences thoroughly, so he can understand what he wants just by observing a little change in Fu Zechuan's expression. Also know what to do to make him happy.

His skills are very good and skilled, and his provocative meaning and deliberate flattery are constantly conveyed to the opponent through his movements.

Fu Zechuan backed away a little distance from him, and his eyes were covered with mist because of his drunkenness.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the face in front of him. After being with Ji Fanfan, he guarded himself like a ghost, but he didn't need to be like this at all. Ji Fanfan didn't even know how good he was to him. He has never been kind to anyone, but Ji Fanfan dared to mention such a ridiculous thing as marriage to him.

He angrily entangled with the person in front of him again.

Andy naturally endured it, and his tender white hands stayed somewhere under the table, looking at Fu Zechuan with eyes like water, "Young Master Fu, do you want to change the place?"

Fu Zechuan's complexion was somber, and he replied in a low voice: "Okay."

Andy smiled knowingly when he heard that, he stood up, but accidentally knocked over the box of ginger tea on the table, and the ginger tea fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Andy bent down and put the deformed ginger tea box back on the table, and asked curiously, "Why did Young Master Fu bring this?"

Fu Zechuan thought of Ji Fanfan who was probably still waiting for the answer in the room, he looked away angrily, and threw out four words in displeasure, "Don't worry about it."

Andy stared blankly at his depressed expression, which was obviously angry with someone, and then quietly put the box of ginger tea back on the table.

In a certain room of the hotel, clothes were randomly thrown aside, and Fu Zechuan treated the people in front of him without mercy, as if taking revenge on Ji Fanfan, he was particularly vicious.

However, even if his actions are rough, Andy will still try to curry favor with him, but Ji Fanfan has never been like this, he is always jerky and shy, looking at him pitifully with those crying red eyes.

Fu Zechuan is used to being flattered and flattered by others, but Ji Fanfan has nothing to do with these two words, but just because of that little liking, he pampered him so much, and even made him feel uncomfortable. realistic fantasy.

Ji Fanfan, do you know how much I tolerate you?I am so good to you, why are you still not satisfied!It would be great if you just stay by my side obediently, how dare you make such a request!

With tears in his eyes, Andy begged in a hoarse voice, "Young Master Fu, can you... be gentle?"

"If you can't stand it, get out!"

Andy fell silent after being yelled at by him. Facing Fu Zechuan's anger, he could only grit his teeth and bear his vent silently...

Ji Fanfan obediently stayed in the room waiting for Fu Zechuan, tightly clutching the lost and recovered precious necklace, but he was so tired that he almost exhausted all his strength when looking for the necklace, he waited and waited, no matter what. Consciously fell asleep on the sofa.

He had a dream, the dream was very beautiful, he dreamed that Fu Zechuan was standing in the sea of ​​blooming flowers, his eyes were full of tenderness, holding a ring in his hand, and then he knelt down on one knee like a gentleman.

He took his hand, slowly pushed the ring into his ring finger, touched his upper and lower lips, and said the three most beautiful words in the world, "I love you."

Ji Fanfan was so moved that tears filled his eyes. He opened his mouth and wanted to respond to the other party, but he couldn't make a sound. He anxiously wanted to hold Fu Zechuan's hand, but he couldn't hold it. When he raised his head again, he was stunned—— —

It was someone else who proposed to Fu Zechuan, and the ring was worn by someone else's hand, and like an outsider, he witnessed the happiness that did not belong to him...

Ji Fanfan woke up instantly, drenched in cold sweat.

He looked around in a panic, he was still in the same place, and the scene just now was just a dream, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There was the sound of dripping water from the bathroom, and Ji Fanfan walked slowly to the door of the bathroom, only to see Fu Zechuan's clothes thrown around indiscriminately at the door, it turned out that he had already returned.

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, his mind was still confused, he forced himself to stop thinking about it, he comforted himself that Fu Zechuan's avoidance today was just because he was too impatient, and he didn't give the other party a little mental preparation, he should take it step by step and discuss it with him coming.

Ji Fanfan adjusted his mood, and after suppressing his heavy emotions, he bent down and picked up the clothes that Fu Zechuan had thrown on the ground. Just as he was about to put the clothes in the laundry basket, the red marks on the collar of his shirt made him stunned.

He held his breath, his mind went blank, and slowly spread out the red marks on the collar of his shirt, and a bright red lip mark hit his eyes!

His hands were shaking badly, and his eyes darkened for a moment.

There was a soft sound of the doorknob being turned, and Ji Fanfan threw the clothes into the laundry basket in a panic, and just as he turned around, the bathroom door opened behind him.

A misty, doubtful voice sounded faintly behind him, "Why are you standing here?"

Ji Fanfan clenched his hands vigorously to keep calm. He didn't dare to look at the people behind him. He bit his lip and said in a stuttering voice, "Didn't you say, buy ginger tea...why, no, see..."

Fu Zechuan simply replied with two words, "Forgot."

When the warm body behind him approached, Ji Fanfan subconsciously stepped forward, "I, go to rest first..."

He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what it was. He walked fast, as if fleeing from something. He told himself that it was just a misunderstanding, and he told himself not to think too much, but tears burst out of his eyes.

He fled back to the room, covered the quilt and pretended nothing happened.

The position next to him suddenly sank a bit, but it was Fu Zechuan lying down beside him, and he said lightly, "I just met an acquaintance, so I came back late, sorry."?