Chapter 2

When Fu Zheng met Yuan Yi for the second time, he was not as well dressed as he was the first time.He stood naked in front of the refrigerator door, studying in front of a neat row of cold beers.

When Yuan Yi pushed the door in with great momentum, he looked at the strange and young face and realized that the person who came was not kind.

Of course he didn't remember having a brief intersection with Yuan Yi on the subway before, but he could still roughly infer the identity of a young man who could hold the key to the house and break in with confidence.

Fu Zheng smiled, closed the refrigerator door, held Ting Xilin in his hand, and shook at Yuan Yi: Do you want to drink it?

Yuan Yi's face turned red.

The man in front of him was really shameless to reach a certain level.

You... Yuan Yi bit his lip and closed the door vigorously with his hands. You put on my clothes first!

... Fu Zheng took a sip of beer, nodded, and swayed around in front of Yuan Yi, and walked straight to the bedroom.

Men have a very good figure, long legs and thin waist, clear lines, and strong but not redundant muscles.

His attitude was so open and honest that Yuan Yi hesitated for a moment...

However, when the young man woke up, he rushed into the bedroom like another gust of wind.

The man's clothes were still thrown all over the floor in a mess, without moving at all.

Fu Zheng wrapped himself in a quilt, laying on the bed and flipping through the magazine, with a beer can placed on the head of the bed, and there was a box of Okamoto unpacked next to it.

Get up for me!Yuan Yi threw her backpack on the ground and rushed over and roared.

What's wrong?The man raised his arm and turned his head to look at him.

What's wrong you said!Yuan Yi raised his voice excitedly, Who are you?What are you doing here?Why are you...

Yuan Yi shivered and tears were about to fall.

How could there be such a person in the world? He is obviously here to catch a villain, but he is ignored to this extent.Do you really think he is a soft bun and is easy to bully?

Who are you?Why should I answer your question?Fu Zheng knew the question and looked up and down at the angry young man with a curious look.

I'm... not right!You are in my house now!Why can't I ask you!

Oh, Fu Zheng turned over, do you live here?

I don't live here...but...but this is my house too!Yuan Yi was almost trampled into the ditch by him and quickly revealed his identity.

Fu Zheng laughed: What's your relationship with Mao Rui?

...That's my mother.Yuan Yi lowered his eyes and his gaze floated to the other side of the bed. The frame that should have had his family photo was now buckled on the table.

Fu Zheng seemed to have just understood his situation, so he sat up, the quilt slid from his chest to his waist, and finally the hair under his crotch was faintly exposed.

Yuan Yi distracted her eyes from her.

May I have your name?Fu Zheng lit a cigarette, leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the young man's red cheeks.

He and Mao Rui don’t look similar, and the woman’s gorgeous facial features did not inherit the boy.

Yuan Yi is not particularly outstanding, but she exudes the unique vitality and sunshine of young people, making people feel very comfortable to watch.

Fu Zheng spat out a mouthful of smoke, and the mist spread faintly throughout the room.

Yuan Yi did not answer him and asked back: Why are you... with my mother...

Fu Zheng dusted the cigarette in the ashtray at the head of the bed: Your mother is a very rich woman.

Yuan Yi's fist was blown hard with the wind.

Fu Zheng didn't pay attention and punched him in the face, bloodshot flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Yi was able to get the hand, and his blood was getting more and more rushing, and he continued to pounce on him, using both hands and feet.

Fu Zheng was beaten to the point of his eyes and quickly reacted, hugging and capturing his hands, pressing his knees towards the young man's lower abdomen, and then raising his hand to hook his neck.Soon the situation turned around and Yuan Yi was pressed on the bed by a man.

Let me go!Scum!

Yuan Yi yelled in anger, but his hands were cut behind him and he couldn't use any strength.

Fu Zheng picked up the half of the cigarette butt from the bed and put it in his mouth again.He sat on the young man, looking thoughtfully at the black hair on the back of his head and the bright red under his fair neck.

Scum!brute!

Yuan Yi was still cursing endlessly. Fu Zheng listened with interest, finished his last breath of cigarette and pressed it into the ashtray.

The young man's voice gradually became weaker, and Fu Zheng was very dissatisfied.

Keep going, why don’t you continue?

you……

What's wrong with me?

Yuan Yi shook his head in panic: What are you doing...

What's wrong?You said Ah.Fu Zheng lowered his head and chuckled in the young man's ear.

...changed...perverted!Yuan Yi's face turned even more outrageous.

Fu Zheng hummed without hesitation and pressed his erect lower body against Yuan Yi's waist: You continue, I like to listen.