flammable relationship

Many guests couldn't help shivering when they received the wedding invitation from the heir-to-be of Aofeng Group.Wrap up your clothes and shirk it, the other party is the Aofeng Group, no matter how many people spend money, they can't get into the relationship, and the relationship between people must never be broken; It's not very cost-effective to have a bad leg at the wedding.

The Zhou family obviously also considered the problem of the long distance and bad weather, and tried their best to achieve the ultimate in humanized service. The private plane is free to pick up and drop off, and the medical team is on call. When you arrive at the place, you will be equipped with a professional guide to accompany you to see the scenery of the Snow Country. , but also painstakingly, can be regarded as full of sincerity.

When the plane landed, the cold wind, wrapped in snow particles, poured in forcefully, piercing into the collar of the collar, and the little warmth on the body dissipated in an instant.

Zhou Ao was wearing a thick wind-resistant jacket. When he saw Fu Yiheng, he came up with a warm hug. After hugging and parting, he saw the accompanying family members who were begging for nothing. His eyebrows were raised three feet high.

"President Zhou is one of the dragons and phoenixes, and he has long admired his name." Wei Ran offered to extend his hand with a smile on his face.

Zhou Ao shook hands with a smile on his face: "Mr. Wei is young and promising, with thunderous tricks, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times."

"Mummy Mummy."

"you are welcome."

Very official greeting.

Zhou Ao: "Mr. Wei is deep in the abyss, planning strategies behind the scenes. Mr. Zhou is so admired. I will definitely ask you for advice when I find time."

It seems that Aofeng Group has fully figured out who was responsible for the unreasonable decline in the stock price.

Wei Ran pretended to be innocent: "I don't dare to ask for advice, Ah Heng's friends are my friends, so I have something to talk about."

Fu Yiheng listened to their fight, wondering whether there might be something wrong between the two secretly?Before he could cast a questioning look at Wei Ran, Zhou Ao pulled him past, took a few strides and whispered.

Zhou Ao's face was deep: "Your family's leader?"

"Ah." Fu Yiheng nodded, "Didn't I tell you the first time?"

"I was lucky. Damn, what my wife said is the truth. I didn't believe it when Rao Rao said that you would either die alone, or you would have to be folded in this kid's hands. Now you are slapped in the face. "Zhou Ao hissed and really covered his face. He secretly glanced at Wei Ran, who was looking at this side with a smile on his face, and tugged at his ears with a sad face. "Old Fu, your little friend is not a pure and kind person. Little white rabbit."

What do you need to say?Fu Yiheng gave him a look that I understood.

Zhou Ao poked him: "Taste his eyes, he has a gun and a stick, I think he may be a little prejudiced against me, maybe he is still holding grudges for the thing I took you away at the school gate before. Damn it , I am most afraid of encountering this type of gentleman who will take revenge for ten years."

Fu Yiheng smiled: "Brother, you think too much."

Think more farts!How much wool do you think he got from Aofeng?Dude, speaking out scares you to death.

"Well, don't care if I think too much about it, you explain it to me in front of him, and say a few nice words." Zhou Ao sucked his frozen red nose, "Little classmate is a rare talent now, if you Brother, if you can poach me a corner, even if you name it as an investment consultant in the company, I am grateful."

"Is he so good?" Teacher Fu was a little surprised, because usually Wei Ran would either hang out at school or wander around him, and didn't see how this man was serious about the project.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ao cast a look of disdain, what are you talking about, big brother, what rank is your wife, don't you understand?

Fu Yiheng scratched his nose embarrassingly. He said this with the feeling that no one knows the beauty of his wife. He really deserves a beating.

Zhou Ao let him go and greeted other guests.

There is still a distance from the airport to the venue where the wedding is reported, and you have to take a snowmobile or snowmobile to go there. Of course, you can also choose other means of transportation, such as dog sledding.But Mr. Zhou doesn’t trust Siberian huskies. After all, the image of the three idiots in the sled is too popular. Although the dogs are purebred professional dogs, they are not guaranteed to run wild suddenly.Most of the guests attending the wedding are either rich or expensive, and no mistakes can be tolerated.

The older people chose stable snowmobiles, while the younger generation mostly put on moisture-proof and warm jackets, eager to try the lighter and more exciting snowmobiles.

A motorcycle is equipped with a professional rider, and only one person can sit in the back seat.Wei Ran carefully inspected Fu Yiheng's clothes, turned up the collar of the beige turtleneck sweater for him, tied the scarf, wrapped it tightly several times and tied a knot, put on the gloves, and shyly went to put Zhou Ao A fleece hat with earmuffs was brought over, looked at it for a long time, and finally put on the oversized goggles uniformly distributed by the motorcycle team.

This is a relief.Wei Ran exchanged simple greetings in English with the rider in charge of Fu Yiheng's snowmobile, handed him a cigarette, kissed Fu Yiheng's warm cheek, and then walked towards his own motorcycle.

everything.

The rider turned his head, gave Fu Yiheng a friendly smile, made an ok gesture and said something in local dialect, which meant to reassure him.

Fu Yiheng nodded, thinking that I am quite relieved, and that person probably has nothing to worry about, just seize the time to show affection.

Wei Ran's motorcycle started first, and then the engine let out a roar, and Fu Yiheng's body began to bump and shake. The motorcycle has handles, and the passengers in the rear seat can maintain their balance without hugging the rider's body.

The convoy started one after another, leaving the bare concrete flat and entering the snow as thick as a down quilt, and then the motorcycle climbed up the first gentle slope obliquely.When you come to the top of the slope, you can see the scenery of the snow country at a glance. The endless snow field spreads out in front of you. The sun is shining, and the snow field is as white as flawless porcelain. Squinting his eyes, physical tears were forced out of his eyes.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help shaking at the same time, and then ecstasy surged, and their hearts opened up like never before.The desert, the sea, the snowfield, the shocks that they bring to people are mostly interlinked. The root cause is the vastness of the other, and the insignificance of the other, suddenly enlightened, and ashamed.

The motorcycle was moving steadily, and there was the whistling sound of wind in my ears, and the snow particles whipped on the exposed skin, causing slight pain, as if being gently whipped with a thin cane, Fu Yiheng wiped his face and tightened his grip Scarf, enjoying the rare snow scene.

After watching for a while, out of the corner of his eye, the parallel motorcycle stopped slowly. Fu Yiheng turned his head and looked back. Wei Ran got out of the car, brushed off the snow on his body, his rider also got off the car, and the two talked. After a few words, when he stepped into the car again, Wei Ran was replaced by Wei Ran to drive the motorcycle.

Fu Yiheng choked for breath, and his heart suddenly beat wildly.

The stability and safety of driving a snowmobile depends on whether the rider can change the center of gravity of the body in the correct way at the right time to ensure the correct driving route. Every time the speed is increased and the brakes are turned, it is a test of skill.As far as he knew, Wei Ran didn't even have experience in riding ordinary motorcycles.

But he still underestimated the well-developed athletic cells of the physical education teacher.

When Wei Ran whizzed by, raised his goggles, and blew a whistling whistle at him presumptuously, Fu Yiheng felt that he was just eating carrots and worrying, so he curled up the corners of his mouth and laughed silently.

No matter how old this person is, he is still like a child.

There was a steep and long slope in front of him. The rider of Fu Yiheng's motorcycle should be a cautious and honest man. He obviously slowed down his speed and gradually distanced himself from Wei Ran.

Fu Yiheng watched as Wei Ran half-bent kneeled, bent his body, and rushed up the slope at full speed, pouring cold sunlight on the top of the man's head and body, reflecting the boundless snow.At that moment, the man's outline was blurred, his figure was ethereal, and he seemed to rush towards nothingness without hesitation, and leaped into the lonely and silent blank area.

Time froze for a second.

A burst of terrifying heart palpitations struck, Fu Yiheng's lips covered under the scarf squirmed and half opened, as if screaming silently.

The blue sky suddenly exploded with a bang, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and nine thunderbolts fell.

The motorcycle stopped, and the rider babbled and cursed a series of local swear words, but Fu Yiheng couldn't hear him at all. He flipped off the motorcycle and fell down with a thud just as he took a step in the snow.The rider kindly came down to help him, but before he could put his hands on him, the man sat upright, stood up in a daze, and walked forward with deep kicks and shallow kicks.

Down the hillside, parts of the motorcycle were broken all the way. The unlucky rider was dizzy and struggling to get up. Wei Ran was lying beside him, motionless, as if he was dead.

Fu Yiheng's knees softened, and he felt that his heart, which had been beating violently just now, suddenly stopped, and it was only two seconds later that he realized that it was not his heart that was broken, but his tinnitus, and he couldn't hear the beating in his chest.

It was as if the sound had been muted all around.

He thought he was walking too slowly, so he took off his goggles, and ran down the slope with a short body, rolling and slippery. Before he could breathe out, he rushed to Wei Ran's side, grabbed the collar and lifted him up, without saying a word First, he slapped his hands left and right.

The person didn't wake up, and closed his eyes tightly.He gasped for breath, and touched his breath with trembling hands.Not breathing.I touched my face again, it was cold.He opened his mouth and couldn't even call out his name. When a person is terrified to the extreme, he can't make a sound, and can only shake the person in his arms desperately.

After shaking for a while, I finally remembered to touch the carotid artery.

Before reaching out, the corpse-like person suddenly burst into laughter, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the astonished Fu Yiheng, hugged him tightly, and fell into the snow together.

Fu Yiheng's tinnitus got better again, and when he heard Wei Ran's indeterminate laughter, he realized that the other party was pretending to be dead, making fun of him, and blushed with anger.He pushed Wei Ran away, got up and kicked his ass, with a livid face, and walked back without saying a word.

"Hey, are you angry?" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wei Ran patted the kicked butt and chased him from behind, "I just lay down and rested for a while, I didn't get angry when you came up and slapped me on the mouth, why are you angry?"

Fu Yiheng ignored him, just walked away with his head buried, his whole body was terrifying.

"Fu Yiheng." Wei Ran called out several times, went to pull his arm, begging for mercy, "Can't I be wrong?"

This pull was stopped, but Fu Yiheng turned around and pushed him, Wei Ran was caught off guard and fell to his butt in the snow and squatted, his face full of astonishment.That's not counting, Fu Yiheng bullied him, sat astride him, pressed his shoulder with his right hand, grabbed a handful of snow with his left hand, and wiped it on his face.

Wei Ran was also angry, and grabbed the wrist in front of him: "What the hell are you playing..."

Before the evil fire came out, it completely lost its momentum, and it was completely extinguished with a puff.Because he saw the two distinct black and white eyes protruding from the top of the scarf, staring at him, and the surroundings of the eyes were all red.

Obviously wronged.

All the nerves in Wei Ran's head tensed up, and he hugged Fu Yiheng.Fu Yiheng pushed him, but he didn't let go, and he gnawed on his lips when he pushed again, prying open the tightly closed jaw and wrapping it around, imprisoning him, and stroked his back like a hair, until Fu Yiheng was exhausted and lost his temper, After calming down, he reluctantly withdrew his lips and tongue.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Wei Ran's voice was hoarse as his forehead pressed against his forehead, "It will never happen again."

Fu Yiheng drooped his eyelids, and hadn't recovered from the shock, he asked coldly, "Where did you go wrong?"

"I shouldn't be joking with you like that." Wei Ran pecked at his cold eyelids, "This is not fun at all, it just makes you frightened, I'm not a thing."

"No." Fu Yiheng shook his head, he got up, his brows were still tightly knitted.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran looked up at him, his expression was full of flattery, "You tell me, I'll change it, I will definitely change it."

"What you're really wrong about is that you shouldn't be riding that motorcycle." Fu Yiheng stared at him with terribly serious eyes, and condemnation in his tone, "You shouldn't take risks, you're not alone now, you have me, you have a little boy Xi, there are millions, so many concerns, how dare you take risks easily? What is going on in your mind? Are these things not important to you at all? If something happens, you let what should we do?"

Facing the question, Wei Ran froze.

"Think about it for yourself."

Fu Yiheng put down a word, turned around and left, walked five meters but couldn't bear it, turned back, kicked Wei Ran's calf with the tip of his toe: "Let's go, settle down somewhere and think about it behind closed doors."

Wei Ran stared at him motionlessly, with strange eyes and solemn expression, not knowing what he was thinking about.

After getting angry, Fu Yiheng took a deep breath, and became concerned again with a blank face: "By the way, you fell off the slope, did you hurt yourself?"

The author has something to say: rest tomorrow.

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