Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

For some reasons, Luo Jiushuai doesn't smoke.

He couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes either. He coughed twice and frowned, saying, "Put out the cigarette. It's choking me to death. If you want to sleep with me in the future, don't smoke in front of me."

Huo Cheng put out his cigarette, tilted his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Jiushuai.

It has been many years since anyone dared to talk to him like this.

The two of them started rolling around without having dinner, and Luo Jiushuai's physical strength couldn't keep up.

"Food, clothes, Uncle Huo, can you prepare some for me since you've been messing with me all night?"

The sound was like a broken gong, but Luo Jiushuai didn't care. He just wanted to put on his clothes and eat.

Uncle Huo?

Huo Cheng didn't like this title.

He had an idea in his mind, and he thought he could listen to it in the evening...

He got up from the bed, made a phone call, and then told Luo Jiushuai.

"Dinner and clothes will be delivered in fifteen minutes. You can go take a shower first."

Luo Jiushuai was so quick to follow advice that Huo Cheng almost tore him apart and reassembled him.

This bastard is too aggressive and always tries to kill him. He didn't faint this time, so he admires himself for his evolution.

Twenty minutes later, Luo Jiushuai, wearing silk pajamas, sat in a dining chair and feasted on his meal.

It tastes delicious.

Huo Cheng felt like he had treated someone unfairly...

He was the one who had been exerting all the strength just now, and he wasn't even this hungry...

However, influenced by Luo Jiushuai's good appetite, Huo Cheng, who had never been a big fan of food, ate one more bowl of rice.

After dinner, Luo Jiushuai rubbed his belly and lay down on the bed.

I have to say that the beds in five-star hotels are extremely soft and fit the human body structure.

Huo Cheng couldn't stand this spineless person.

With his brows furrowed, he said in a cold voice: "Doctor Luo, now that we have eaten and drunk enough, can we talk about our relationship?"

Luo Jiushuai turned over and leaned the pillow against his face. He was a little sleepy after a busy day and a late night output.

"What do you think our relationship is?"

Huo Cheng was not familiar with this kind of conversation, and he resisted with a cold face.

Luo Jiushuai was a little distracted, and didn't realize that there was anything wrong with chatting like this. In a university dormitory, chatting with friends at night, isn't it just about doing whatever is comfortable?

Having not heard Huo Cheng's voice for a long time, Luo Jushuai forced himself to stay alert and his eyes became clearer.

"What kind of relationship do you want? A sex partner, a bed partner, or a boyfriend?"

Huo Cheng's desire for control was obviously not satisfied with the first two...

"Then let's be boyfriend."

When Luo Jiushuai heard this, he murmured and repeated it in a low voice, and said in a dreamy voice: "Well, then it's a boyfriend."

Huo Cheng looked at Luo Jiushuai, who closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly, and did not move for a long time.

Finally, he reached out and pinched Luo Jiushuai's face.

Where are the pigs?

Sleep when you say sleep...

Obviously, Huo Cheng underestimated his own abilities...

Huo Cheng stayed in H City for a weekend, three nights.

He slept with Luo Jiushuai for three nights.

Moreover, Huo Cheng appeared in front of him almost on time at night.

After eating too much, Luo Jiushuai felt happy and painful.

In his dream, Luo Jiushuai thought that he must discuss the frequency and intensity issues with Huo Cheng early tomorrow morning...

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes the next day, the person was gone!

Luo Jiushuai breathed a sigh of relief and continued to work.

A week later, Luo Jiushuai hadn't seen Huo Cheng yet.

Half a month later, not to mention the shadow of Huo Cheng, there was not even a single message from him.

It was Luo Jiushuai's day off, and he suddenly realized that apart from a phone number on the bedside table that morning, he knew nothing about Huo Cheng.

Luo Jiushuai dialed the number, and it took a long time for the other end to answer.

"Huo Cheng, you are..."

"I am in a meeting."

Directly interrupted, and then -

Hang up. Disconnected.

Luo Jiushuai stared at the black screen of his phone and chuckled.

Is this also called a boyfriend?

Does Huo Cheng have some misunderstandings about this kind of relationship with his boyfriend?

In fact, Huo Cheng had no misunderstanding, he had no idea at all!

He was busy until late at night. When he lay down in the lounge, he remembered that someone had called him in the morning. It seemed to be Dr. Luo?

Oh, no, it’s my boyfriend.

He looked at the days. He had been too busy with work recently, and the satisfaction it brought him made him temporarily forget the bone-eating pain.

Once the night gets quiet, it becomes a bit overwhelming.

Out of control.

Huo Cheng immediately called Feng Jin and told him that the focus of the work arrangements for the three days after tomorrow afternoon would be before tomorrow morning, and those who could not be moved would be taken away.

Going to H City tomorrow afternoon.

Feng Jin was a full-time secretary trained by the Huo family, on call 24 hours a day. He agreed without asking any questions.

The next afternoon, Huo Cheng asked the driver to drive off.

Feng Jin accompanied me on some work this time.

Before coming, Feng Jin looked at Luo Jiushuai's address. Huo Cheng meant to go directly to Luo Jiushuai's house to look for him.

"Mr. Huo, Dr. Luo is off today. Would you like to call him first and make an appointment in advance?"

Feng Jin's original intention was to remind Huo Cheng not to show up too suddenly, as Dr. Luo might not be at home.

When Huo Cheng heard the word "appointment", he thought it was a secretary's job.

He immediately instructed Feng Jin, "Give him a call."

Feng Jin opened his mouth and said, "No, Mr. Huo, you want me to fight..."

Feng Jin dialed the number and the person on the other end answered it quickly.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, Dr. Luo. I am Mr. Huo's special assistant. Where are you now?"

"Mr. Huo? I don't know him. You called the wrong number."

Feng Jin looked at the phone in his hand that was decisively hung up, and raised his head to look at Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng frowned and looked at Feng Jin with disdain. Can't he even handle such a small thing?

He took out his cell phone and dialed the same number. After two short beeps, the call was hung up.

Huo Cheng: ...

If you don't believe it, call again.

This time the phone didn't even ring, no one answered.

Feng Jin is a professional special assistant. He never laughs when he shouldn't.

But it’s really hard to endure!

So he quickly found something to say: "Boss Huo, shall we go back to the hotel now?"

"No, just go to his house."

So, a Rolls-Royce and a Maybach were parked in a not-so-high-end neighborhood where there was not even a separation between people and vehicles, from the sun setting in the west to the moon rising in the middle of the sky.

Finally, I waited for someone who was so drunk that his steps were unsteady.

Being carried on someone's shoulders with difficulty.

The first time Huo Cheng saw Luo Jiushuai, he opened the car door and took the person from some "weakling".

The person on his back was suddenly kidnapped. Liu Zhe felt relieved and sobered up immediately.

"Who, who are you? Why are you competing with me for the handsome guy?"

When Liu Zhe pronounced the word "handsome guy", the emphasis was on "handsome". Maybe it was the alcohol that made his voice unclear, which added a hint of ambiguity.

Huo Cheng separated the two people coldly and said, "I'm his boyfriend."

The half-drunk Liu Zhe instantly sobered up a little, pointed his index finger at Huo Cheng, staggered around Huo Cheng, and returned to the front.

"Oh~~~, you are the zombie boyfriend of the handsome guy! Tsk tsk, the demeanor of a domineering president. The handsome guy said at first that he didn't like the domineering type, haha, but in the end he fell into the hands of the domineering president..."

Huo Cheng looked at Liu Zhe with a knife in his eyes and said, "Zombie boyfriend?"

Do you mean to curse him to death?

Liu Zhe burped and said with a silly smile, "Yeah, a boyfriend who is invisible when alive and soulless when dead is a zombie boyfriend... He is neither dead nor alive, and he might come back to resurrect at any time..."

The veins on Huo Cheng's forehead were throbbing, if he wasn't holding Luo Jiushuai in his arms, he would have kicked this drunkard to death!

Just as Huo Cheng was about to lose his temper, the person in his arms started to become restless.

Luo Jiushuai sniffed Huo Cheng like a dog, raised his hands to hug the man's neck, and looked up at the man in a daze.

"Brother Huo?"

Without waiting for Huo Cheng to respond, Luo Jiushuai bit him directly, and unbuttoned Huo Cheng's shirt with his restless hands, groping inside, muttering, "Sure enough, dreams can bring about anything. Brother Huo, come on, let's do one..."

Huo Cheng's face turned black.

If he delays any longer, this guy will strip him naked on the spot!

What a shameless thing!

Huo Cheng simply picked up the man and carried him upstairs. He soon reached Luo Jiushuai. He grabbed his finger and quickly tried out the fingerprint password.

Open the door and enter the house.

At the door, Feng Jin respectfully handed over a small bag and stuffed it into Huo Cheng's arms, leaving a sentence, "I just bought it nearby, Mr. Huo should be able to use it later..."

After that, he ran faster than a dog and escaped.

Huo Cheng had the mischievous Luo Jiushuai in his arms, and he only took a glance at the things inside.

Suddenly, a crack flashed across his cold face.

What the hell is this!

Huo Cheng had never taken care of anyone before. If one had to say how well he could take care of Luo Jiushuai, it would be good enough if he didn't send him to hell.

As soon as he entered the room, he fumbled to turn on the light and threw the person directly on the sofa.

"Ow..."

Luo Jiushuai held his waist and let out a wail in his drunken dream, sobering up a little.

He found himself lying on the sofa with tears in his eyes, and thought dazedly, this damn sofa given as a gift by the decoration company is so hard that it is hurting his old waist.

After a brief moment of pain, Luo Jiushuai struggled a few times and then closed his eyes again.

Huo Cheng walked around the house. It was so shabby and small. What a pitiful thing it was.

He searched for a long time before he found the air conditioner remote control. He had to turn on the heating in the living room and the rooms one by one. It was really troublesome!

I turned on the light in the master bedroom and saw that the bed was only about 1.8 meters long. It was so small, how could it be enough for two people to sleep on?

Huo Cheng's eyes were full of disgust.

The bathroom was even smaller!

I turned the water temperature to the highest and started to drain the water. It took a full ten minutes before the bathtub was half full.

He walked back to the living room and the heat had just been turned up quite a bit.

Huo Cheng stripped Luo Jiushuai of all his clothes, carried him into the bathroom, and threw him into the bathtub.

Luo Jiushuai entered the water face first——

"Cough cough cough-"

This choke was a matter of life and death, and he hovered on the verge of death for a moment. Even if Luo Jiushuai was drunk, he sobered up.

He wiped his face and saw a ferocious black shadow in front of him. His hair stood on end.

“Help, wuwu…”

The scream was strangled in the throat before it could even get louder.

Huo Cheng covered Luo Jiushuai's mouth and said in a deep voice: "It's me, Huo Cheng."

Huo Cheng?

Who is Huo Cheng?

The brain circuits of people who are overwhelmed by alcohol are a bit slow.

Oh, boyfriend!

Luo Jiushuai blinked and nodded, indicating that he understood and asked to be let go.

Huo Cheng added: "Don't shout anymore!"

It's like killing a pig, he has no interest in it!

Luo Jiushuai nodded again.

"Huh...how did you get into my house?"

Luo Jiushuai had just recovered from the shock, and in the middle of the night, a murder scene was staged in my house...

Huo Cheng leaned against the bathroom wall, all wet, and crossed his arms over his chest, saying, "You called me during the day."

"Oh."

I called you, so I came over in the evening?

Where is Shenlong? You need to be summoned before you can come.

Luo Jiushuai was too lazy to complain and ordered, "Go to the closet outside and find me a set of pajamas."

"Need not."

"what?"

"Are you awake now?"

“Hmm…mmmm…”

The mouth was blocked and the body was controlled.

Is this the only waste in the brains of primitive animals?

Luo Jiushuai looked at him with disdain but at the same time called him "brother" happily.

The water in the bathroom splashed everywhere, as if happily telling Luo Jiushuai that you bought the right piece of furniture...

It's another night of indulgence.

Luo Jiushuai collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

When there was drought, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked; when there was flood, he was almost drowned in the tide.

When Luo Jiushuai saw Huo Cheng again, he wanted to vent the anger he had felt for more than a month, but it was too late and he was too sleepy.

Forget it, just rest up first, he will have a good talk with Huo Cheng tomorrow morning!

The sun was at its zenith. Luo Jiushuai opened his eyes and turned his head. There was nothing next to him.

Depend on--

Ran away again!

Luo Jiu washed, changed his clothes and opened the bedroom door.

huh?

"Huo Cheng?"

Luo Jiushuai glanced at his living room. Is this still his home?

The dining table was temporarily converted into an office desk. Of the four leather dining chairs, only one was left with the dining table, and the others were... abandoned on the balcony.

A strange man was holding a folder and reporting something to Huo Cheng in a neither loud nor soft voice. I could vaguely hear something like... East China... Project...

As Luo Jiushuai appeared, Huo Cheng looked up and the man turned his head.

"Hello, Dr. Luo. I am Mr. Huo's special assistant. My name is Feng Jin, and I mean endless progress."

The beginning of this sentence sounded familiar. Luo Jiushuai seemed to have heard it somewhere before...

"Um, you called me yesterday?"

Feng Jin smiled and said, "Yes, Doctor Luo, nice to meet you."

An approachable face and a polite handshake.

Luo Jiushuai was a little confused.

He pointed at Huo Cheng and asked, "Mr. Huo?"

Feng Jin bowed and said, "Yes, I am Mr. Huo's special assistant. Mr. Huo has been a bit busy recently, so I would like to borrow your restaurant temporarily to work. I hope you don't mind."

Luo Jiushuai laughed dryly, probably because he was too hungry and was hallucinating.

He sat down on the hard sofa and asked Huo Cheng, "Are you hungry? I'll treat you to a meal."

He can't cook.

When he was a child, he had a kind mother and a strict father, and he was always a treasure with everything he had.

I ate in the cafeteria when I was in college, and after graduation, I worked in the hospital, and still ate in the cafeteria.

On weekends he ordered takeout and hung out in the cafeteria, leading a very carefree life.

If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.

Suddenly there's Huo Cheng, so let's go out for a meal or have a date or something.

Eat, watch a movie, have a midnight snack, and then have some fun.

Hmm, nice idea.

Until Huo Cheng's voice sounded: "Assistant Feng brought breakfast, which should be enough for you."

Huo Cheng's "should"... is really a bit modest...

In the next ten minutes, Luo Jiushuai watched Feng Jin bring out plates and plates of breakfast from a precisely crafted, layered cylindrical food box, just like performing magic.

They are all carefully made, and I don’t know which hotel Assistant Feng packed them from.

A beautiful breakfast that looks good and tastes delicious.

Luo Jiushuai was full and just remembered some important business.

He walked over to the dining table and knocked on it.

"let's talk?"