After running with the online dating boss

Ai Yumu looked at Fang Yuan quietly, her lips were tightly closed, her heart seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, and she couldn't breathe.

For some reason, she was nervous, but also a little excited, as if a good thing that would make her happy would fall from the sky.
But this kind of good thing made her a little scared. The feeling of wanting to know but also afraid was really tangled and uncomfortable.

Her expression changed several times, none of which escaped Fang Yuan's eyes.

He took out a cigarette again. He didn't know whether it was because he was too tired or because he was bored. In fact, he was not relaxed.

After a long silence, boundless bitterness spread from the corner of his mouth, and his expression became lonely and sad.

"Miss Ai, can you tell me why you want to know about Gao Bahu?"

".I don't know either. It's just that there is a voice in my heart that wants to know about his past."

Ai Yumu twitched the corner of her mouth, which was also full of bitterness. She also expressed her mood at the moment, looking at the cigarette butts all over the place, she suddenly wanted to taste the smell of cigarettes.

"Brother Fang, can you give me a cigarette? I see you smoking one after another, it seems that smoking can relieve stress."

Fang Yuan was slightly taken aback, looked at the cigarette with the cat's eye on his fingertip, shook his head quickly, and said with a smile: "I can't give this to you, if Mr. Han finds out, I will definitely be fined a hundred army sticks by him. And this cigarette It doesn’t taste good at all, and smoking is just to refresh your mind.”

"Okay. Let me just say that, in fact, every time I smell the smoke, I feel that the thing is like burnt coal balls, so choking, and I don't know how you inhaled it."

"Haha, Ms. Ai, your adjective is really interesting. But the taste is really pungent, but for men, this feeling is really addictive, just like me now, after smoking one, want to Another one."

Ai Yumu twitched the corners of her mouth, still unable to understand the joy of smoking, but watching the light smoke being sucked into the nasal cavity and then exhaled again, the picture is still very beautiful.

She tilted her head, waiting for Fang Yuan to continue telling the story.

The man felt her anxiety, smoked his last cigarette and threw it on the ground, then collected his thoughts and began to tell the story that happened later.

"What did I just talk about?"

"A note, that Xiao Gao threw you a note with a stone."

"Well, I remembered. I don't think I need to tell you the story behind it. You should have guessed it. I am a very curious person, and Xiao Gao has already said that he is my savior. I No matter what, I should repay the favor. So after everyone fell asleep at night, I took the basic medicine and some dry food and went to the swamp to find him."

"I didn't expect that guy to sleep on a tree tens of meters high. I yelled several times before waking him up. He is really a big-hearted guy."

Thinking about it, Fang Yuan seemed to think of the scene at that time again, his eyes filled with smiles, and the warmth of happiness spread out, one can imagine how deep their relationship is.

Seeing him like this, Ai Yumu listened more attentively, curious why Xiao Gao left.

"Miss Ai, the story behind this is actually very simple, and there is nothing to explore. In the end, I repaid Xiao Gao's kindness and rescued him. We became good friends who talked about everything when we got along. This When I think about it now, the plot is really a bit like a romance novel, but fortunately my sexual orientation is normal, otherwise I might really fall in love with Xiao Gao."

"I have to train and hide food during the day, and then go to the back mountain to deliver it to him at night. This lasted for as long as a month, until one night, everything changed. It is also me, if I leave every night , carefully check the surroundings, and you won’t be followed, which will harm Xiao Gao.”

Fang Yuan's voice trembled slightly, thinking of bad memories made him unable to bear it again, so he covered his face and cried.

Ai Yumu felt distressed when he saw it, and picked up a tissue and walked in front of him.

The dignified seven-foot man cried until his shoulders trembled, and his hoarse crying made people feel heartbroken.

Women are inherently motherly. Seeing such a reaction, they instinctively wanted to reach out to give him a hug, but they hung in the air and felt that it was inappropriate. Instead, they put it on his shoulder and patted him lightly.

"If he can choose to trust you, he must regard you as a true friend and will not blame you."

"I know he won't blame me, even when he died, he thought of me, but I will blame myself!"

Fang Yuan suddenly let out a low growl, that sad voice made people feel very sad.

Ai Yumu stood in front of him, seeing him crying sobbing, feeling a bit at a loss, not knowing how to comfort him.

If she was facing Han Lingyu at this time, then it would be fine to extend her hand to give him a firm hug, and then say that I am here.

However, the two of them were not close friends, even if they were friends, they couldn't reach the limit. Judging from Fang Yuan's attitude towards her, it was more like a subordinate treating a boss.

Therefore, under such a relationship, she couldn't reach out her hand, and could only stand quietly where she was.

At this moment, a pair of big hands stretched out from behind the little girl, and suddenly hugged her slender waist like lightning, and the speed of the other hand was even more astonishing, quickly placed on her mouth,

Just like that, Ai Yumu didn't even have a chance to scream for help, her thin body flew into the air, was caught under the arm, and was taken away like a briefcase.

"Woooo."

With a loud grunt, she thought she had been kidnapped, and kept waving her limbs, beating the kidnapper until she had to stop.

"Hiss—you, a woman, can't you be weaker? You look like a woman, and you are clearly a female King Kong. Let me tell you, if you dare to beat me like this when we two get married in the future, I will sue you Domestic violence."

A man's voice of pain came from above his head, and after complaining, Ai Yumu finally calmed down.

She immediately jumped forward with joy on her face. Fortunately, the man reacted quickly, and with one hand, he hugged her firmly into his arms.

"Hey, you little fat pig, come down quickly, I can't hold you back." Although Han Lingyu's voice was still full of air, but when he listened carefully, he found that there was a kind of forbearance in which he gritted his teeth.

Ai Yumu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Fang Yuan said before: In order to see you, the boss must go back to China regardless of the danger, even if he is injured.

"Are you hurt?"

She grabbed the man's arm worriedly, looked around carefully, trying to find where the wound was.

But this kind of action seemed to hit the man's point of laughter invisibly. For a moment, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you doing? Don't cover it up with laughter, show me quickly, where is your injury, and what's more, didn't you go to find that Li Dongjun, why are you here again?"

"What an idiot, it took such a long circle to discover the key point. It's really hard for people to take you."
Han Lingyu pampered the woman's small face, then gently wrapped her arms around her waist, sniffing the faint fragrance greedily, feeling that he had melted into a puddle of water, and was reluctant to leave.

"Don't change the subject, answer my questions one by one, first tell me where you hurt?"

"Honey, who said I was injured? I'm healthy. Look, I'm alive and well." After speaking, he raised his arms to show off his beautiful biceps.

But even so, Ai Yumu still didn't feel at ease, so he simply started to look for the wound by himself.

She was also very smart. First, she recalled the actions of Han Lingyu when he left her just now, thinking that it was very likely that when he swung his fist, he accidentally touched his wound, which made him gasp in pain.

Thinking about it, she suddenly looked at the man's shoulder, trying to pull up his sleeve, but was held down by a big hand.

"Honey, what are you doing here? So many people watching, how embarrassing."

Ai Yumu was taken aback for a moment, followed Han Lingyu's eyes to look back, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his old face instantly turned into Guan Gong's, red all the way to his neck.

At some point in the back, there were more than a dozen black cars parked. Among them were four-seaters and eight-seater commercial vehicles. Every window was open.

It's dark now, and I don't know how many people are in the car, but those eyes glowing in the darkness are really permeating, and then layers of cold sweat are forming on the back.

The woman took a deep breath and asked with a trembling voice, "Are you all back?"

"Yeah, someone over there has already arrived earlier than us. We have no place to use force, so we can only come back." Han Lingyu smiled wickedly and shrugged innocently, but his expression was clearly that of a joke.

Feeling ashamed, Ai Yumu stretched out her hand without a trace, grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and signaled with her eyes to talk in a place where no one was around.

"Haha, Yu Mu, how can you be so cute. But if you want me to talk later, it's fine, but don't touch me again, or I'll sue you for molestation."

"Smelly shameless, who wants to molest you."

The two seem to be fighting, but in fact they have understood each other's thoughts. ,

They only have each other in their hearts, and they are full of worries, but it is also because of their concern that they are both afraid.

I am afraid that the other party will show a sad expression when they see that they are unhappy or hurt.

This may be the reaction that love will have when it is deep.

The two held hands, and under the watchful eyes of dozens of pairs, they walked to a deserted space.

Ai Yumu frowned, and cast her gaze in the direction where Fang Yuan was, wondering if he had controlled his emotions well, and she hadn't finished hearing her story yet.

Han Lingyu seemed to see her thoughts, put his hand gently on the little furry head, and said softly: "Do you really want to know the story of Fang Yuan's past?"

"Well, I want to know."

The man frowned, and the smile in his eyes gradually receded, but was replaced by a heavy depression that couldn't be resolved.

"Maybe his story will change your life for you, are you still willing to listen?"