After I fell in love with the boss, I became popular all over the Internet

Being taught by Lu Heng to fight like this, it was as if he had returned to his previous life in a trance.

I don't know how many times he was thrown face-on by Lu Heng on the soft cushion. Chu Qing was dripping with sweat as if he had been fished out of the water. Looking at the incandescent lamp above his head, he felt dizzy, and his breathing became faster and faster, " Hoo... hoo..."

Lu Heng is worthy of being the commander of the CYO. At this time, not even a strand of hair is messed up. The shirt is still in good condition, and the top button of the collar is still well tied, looking quite calm.

He looked at Chu Qing and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Are you still coming?"

Probably aroused a bit bloody, Chu Qing slammed the ground, jumped up from the cushion again, "Come on!"

But the ending still cannot avoid being beaten to the ground.

The air in the basement smelled of sweat and hormones. I don't know if it was because of punching or too close contact, as if some invisible barrier had been broken.

Chu Qing lay on the sofa and let Lu Heng massage the bruises on his body with his palms. His Adam's apple rolled twice and he suddenly shouted, "Ah Lang..."

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows in response, but did not speak.

By this time, Chu Qing's heart was as clear as a mirror, and she asked what was on her mind, "Won't you stop me?"

Why don't you stop me from getting into the ring?

Why teach me fighting skills almost indulgently?

Why keep everything in your heart but keep it silent?

Who would have thought that Lu Heng smiled lightly, "There is no need to stop."

He stared at Chu Qing closely with a pair of affectionate eyes, his fingers slowly slid across the bridge of the nose, and finally stayed on the plump lips, "Chuchu...fly up as much as you want."

It was as if there was a real match of heart and mind, and Chu Qing's heartbeat was unavoidable at this time.

Facing the throbbing heart in his chest, he had to admit a fact.

He likes Lu Heng.

"You..." Chu Qing suddenly grabbed Lu Heng's hand with a snap, and looked at him with burning eyes, his breathing was a little short, "Can you... can you wait for me for a while?"

At this moment, he didn't know what to say at all, but the blood surging in his chest urged him to say something, "When I get out of the octagonal cage... I will..."

just what...

Chu Qing trembled and closed his eyes, he really didn't dare to say anything.

He was afraid that his love was too despicable and not worthy of such a good Lu Heng.

Clinker At this moment, a kiss landed on his eyelids, and Lu Heng's low laughter sounded in his ears, "Okay."

Lightly and lightly, it seems that the first snow has fallen in winter.

Probably love will always give people the courage to charge forward. When Chu Qing learned that he successfully appeared on the final list of the show in the audition, his first feeling was that he was hot-blooded.

Now he can finally stand upright in front of his enemies and seek justice for his adoptive father.

Going to the basement is even more diligent.

Steward Ye watched Chu Qing come out of the basement with grinning teeth every day, and couldn't bear it any longer. He took advantage of the meal time to remind Lu Heng obliquely, like a child is still young, so you must not be indifferent to things.

Lu Heng ate slowly, and couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard the words, "The child is not young anymore."

While eating, he suddenly received a call, looked at the caller ID and immediately got up and went to the study.

"Boss." Pei De's voice came from the other end of the phone, "The doctor in the nursing home said that the equipment has been used and has already seen initial results. It is estimated that people will wake up soon."

Lu Heng nodded, "Yes."

"If Xiao Chu finds out..." Pei De's voice could not help but reveal joy, "You buy that set of consciousness recovery treatment equipment and anonymously donate to his father, I don't know how happy you will be."

"Don't tell him yet." Lu Heng put a cigarette in his mouth, "He's going to play a game during this time."

Pei De quickly agreed, "Okay, okay."

"Book a table for two for me." Lu Heng thought of something again at this moment, "On the day of the finals."

He stared at a sketch of a ring on the table, his fingers fumbled with the paper and made a rustling sound. He had been waiting for this moment for two lifetimes, "Please help me contact the jewelry studio, I have prepared the design. "

"Boss, you..."

"Pei De." The corner of Lu Heng's mouth twitched slightly, "Even if he is a little older, the moment when the man holding the diamond ring kneels on one knee should be very attractive, right?"

But all of this was going on behind the scenes, and Chu Qing didn't know anything about it. He was like a seed trying to get out of the frozen ground, trying his best to take root and germinate this winter.

In the arena, the blazing lights were shining on the body, making people sweat profusely after a while, and all the hustle and bustle fell silent in the ears. Chu Qing looked at the white male sitting on the referee seat almost expressionlessly, Secretly clenched his fists.

The host is introducing to the outside with an enthusiastic voice, "Let us welcome the contestants——"

"Doctor—!"

Then the host handed the microphone to Chu Qing's mouth, "May I ask the contestant doctor, what is your purpose for coming here?"

"I..." The scorching breath made a slight noise on the microphone, and Chu Qing said almost without thinking, "I'm here to prove..."

"The white race is not the uncrowned king of the octagon, nor is anyone born a champion."

Saying this sentence was like a provocation, causing the Great White Shark on the referee's bench to frown slightly, staring carefully at the slender young man in front of him.

It's like deja vu.

The host was still enthusiastic, "Then let us look forward to the wonderful performance of the physician contestant—!"

And in the corner of the venue where the cameras couldn't scan, Gu Suye sat on the seat with his legs crossed, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, listening to Gu Cheng's report, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What? Neither of them came?"

"Yes..." Gu Cheng swallowed deeply, "Second Master Lu and Director Fu did not attend."

"It's rare..." Gu Suye rubbed his chin with his slender fingers, and smiled subtly, "The two of them will miss such a wonderful match."

He suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, snapped a photo facing the octagonal cage, and then sent it out.

With a bang, the vibration of the mobile phone on the desktop made Fu Xiaozhu frowned deeply, and then raised his head to look at the subordinates in front of him, all of them were trembling with fear, which made him even more angry.

As if he was kind, he said, "Go away."

The executives literally crawled out of the chairman's office with the shit out of them.

"Boss Fu..." Yi Yan seemed to be facing a storm, and came forward to fill Fu Xiaozhu's coffee cup, "Mrs. Fu is still waiting for your reply. Today, Miss Tang cooks herself..."

However, Fu Xiaozhu didn't want to hear this at all, and stared at him with blood red eyes, "Shut up if you don't want to die."

He turned on the phone, only to see a text message on the screen, and the sender's name made his eyes look even deeper.

[Gu Suye]: "The show is about to begin."

Also attached a picture.

Fu Xiaozhu narrowed his eyes and opened them. Inside the octagonal cage, Chu Qing's upper body was naked, revealing his thin and flexible muscles. The appearance of his fists wrapped in bandages almost made his lower abdomen burst into flames.

In the next second, there was a loud bang, and the phone was suddenly smashed to the ground by him, "Gu Suye, what does he mean—!"

Yi Yan was a little dumbfounded by the sudden rage, "Director Fu..."

In the past few days, Fu Xiaozhu was almost tormented by the thoughts in his head, and he couldn't stop falling asleep at night. He grabbed Yi Yan's neckline with both hands, and asked recklessly, "What do you mean by the surname Gu now?" ? Could it be that one or two of them are going to grab my things——!”

The word "something" awakened Yi Yan in an instant, and he realized that it must be someone who sent Chu Qing's news to Fu Xiaozhu, which caused him to go crazy now, "Fu Dong..."

Fu Xiaozhu's eyes were red, like a wild beast, "Didn't I ask you to kill that little thing?"

"Yes..." Yi Yan's neck was tightly strangled, and he could hardly breathe, "It has been arranged...just tonight..."

Fu Xiaozhu suddenly let go of Yi Yan, and after hearing the word "tonight", she looked a bit lost, "It's better to kill...I'd better die..."

The smile on his face looked quite strange, "If I die, no one will be able to grab my things again... It's best to die..."

Yi Yan looked at Fu Xiaozhu's crazy appearance from such a close distance, and felt extremely terrified in his heart. He took two steps back, leaned in the corner, and secretly sent a message on his mobile phone behind his back, "Hurry up."

"Tonight, kill Chu Qing."

At the same time, in the arena, Chu Qing didn't care about the opponent's face at all, and kicked three people out of the octagonal cage in succession, which can be said to have killed the Quartet.

However, he felt that something was very wrong. Logically speaking, most of these matches were performances, and the opposing player should have no serious background, but in reality, the fights became more and more difficult.

In the locker room, Chu Qing glanced casually but didn't want to see an indigo tattoo on a player's lower back, and his heart skipped a beat.

It turned out to be a Southeast Asian.

He quietly observed the fighters around him, either from their posture, or from their faces, or from their accent, never expecting that he would be surrounded by fighters from Southeast Asia.

Standing like this in the corridor between the dressing room and the bathroom, Chu Qing couldn't help but clenched the towel tightly in his hand, his Adam's apple was rolling with difficulty, and a big, big bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and shoved his shoulder hard, "Why are you standing here if you don't take a shower?"

Chu Qing's palms were covered with wet and sticky cold sweat in an instant, and he stood there like a sculpture, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.