How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

"Ah Zhan," Chen Zhou nuzzled the side of Lu Zhan's face. Seeing that he didn't object, his mood instantly brightened up, and his voice was unspeakably gentle, "She should be looking for my signature."

Lu Zhan glanced at him unhappily, with an expression that said, "What are you explaining to me?"

Chen Zhou was in a very good mood because of Lu Zhan's change in attitude.

He rubbed Lu Zhan's head, stood up and put him back on the chair, "You sit down first, I'll be there soon."

Lu Zhan snorted, but still sat down obediently.

His eyes followed Chen Zhou's back, moving away little by little.

When Miss Xia saw someone outside, her eyebrows curved:

"Doctor Chen, I need your signature before I can be discharged from the hospital. I just forgot."

"Ah."

Lu Zhan followed behind him obediently, and Chen Zhou felt much more relaxed.

He took the pen, quickly signed his name, and returned the item to the other party.

"Thank you." Miss Xia smiled and poked her head towards the room obscurely. "Have you reconciled with your lover?"

"No, not at all."

Chen Zhou didn't expect her to add this sentence, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Miss Xia's voice was not loud, but Lu Zhan, who was only a few steps behind her, would definitely hear it.

"I think it's fine," Miss Xia stood on tiptoe and shouted inside, "I wish you a happy marriage~"

After saying this, he left quickly without caring how petrified the two people in the room were.

"spouse?"

Lu Zhan repeated blankly, feeling a current running through his body.

So just now, Chen Zhou said that he was not his friend, but his lover...

He blinked, and his first reaction was not surprise or joy, but shame for having burst into tears because of this matter just now.

It was as if it was only natural for Chen Zhou to say that she was his lover.

It is really shameful to make a fuss about it and cry about it!!

"I--"

Lu Zhan stood up suddenly, his cheeks burning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, "I have something else to do, I'm leaving now!"

How could Chen Zhou let him go?

He locked the door, raised an eyebrow and turned around.

When Lu Zhan took the first step, he stopped him in the waist and pulled him into his arms.

"Azhan," Chen Zhou rubbed his nose against the side of Lu Zhan's face, and couldn't help but licked his cherry-like earlobe.

"Is that why Zhan is angry?"

The joy in Chen Zhou's heart overflowed little by little, because he found that Lu Zhan seemed to care about him.

Lu Zhan shrank in Chen Zhou's arms, the heat beside his ears making his whole body begin to heat up.

"You, can you speak properly?"

Lu Zhan twisted his neck, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Zhou chuckled, his low and hoarse voice carrying a bewitching magnetism, "Azhan, are you willing to be my lover?"

The two men were pressed tightly together. As Chen Zhou said this, he opened his mouth and bit Lu Zhan's neck.

"hiss--"

Lu Zhan's heart almost jumped out of his chest because of Chen Zhou's words.

There was a sudden pain in his neck, making him gasp.

"Are you a dog?"

Lu Zhan couldn't push the man away, so he gave up and twisted Chen Zhou's waist and abdomen as a punishment.

Chen Zhou was amused by Lu Zhan's little action. Although it was called twisting, it was actually lighter than a cat scratch.

Not only did it not hurt at all, it was like a small brush, causing ripples in Chen Zhou's heart.

"Ah Zhan," he covered Lu Zhan's hand and led him directly into his shirt. "You can touch it, and you can twist it if you want."

Lu Zhan felt the hard and well-defined abdominal muscles under his hands and rubbed them subconsciously with his fingers.

Not to mention, Chen Zhou’s abdominal muscles were very hard, and even when Lu Zhan poked them with his fingers, they didn’t sink into anything.

He was having so much fun that he didn't notice that Chen Zhou's eyes were gradually becoming deeper and darker when he looked at him.

"Azhan," Chen Zhou's voice was hoarse and full of lust, "I've given it all to you, you have to be responsible."

"Oh."

Lu Zhan poked Chen Zhou's belly and responded softly.

No explanation was needed. Chen Zhou gasped and covered Lu Zhan's lips in an instant, as if he had received some instructions.

He didn't care which question Lu Zhan had just agreed to.

Chen Zhou only knew that his Azhan was responding to him.

The person I have been thinking about for so many years finally gave me feedback.

His heart was overwhelmed with joy, and Chen Zhou plundered wantonly like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, with great aggressiveness.

"Um...you..."

Lu Zhan didn't even have the chance to speak. By the time he reacted, he had been bullied by Chen Zhou and pressed on the desk.

"No, no, this is—"

Lu Zhan was a little panicked. This was a hospital, why didn't Chen Zhou have any intention of stopping? !

"Azhan," Chen Zhou finally let go for a moment, and the two of them snuggled together tightly.

Chen Zhou's eyes were dark, but it was not difficult to see the joy in them. He curled his lips and looked at Lu Zhan, speaking word by word.

"On the desk. I thought about that, too."

After saying this, he pressed down again.

……

In the ward, Mo Yang opened his eyelids boredly and saw that the clock on the wall pointed to three o'clock, but there was no sound of fighting outside.

Mo Yang clicked his tongue in disdain, grabbed his coat and went out.

At this hour, Hongxuan is almost off work. This Lu Zhan guy has no conscience.

As soon as Mo Yang left the hospital, he sent a message to Hong Xuan, asking him to go home directly after get off work.

He Hongxuan had just finished his work for the day. When he saw the news from Mo Yang, he was happy at first, but the next second he couldn't help but start thinking about Mo Yang.

He Hongxuan didn't know why, but he always worried about Mo Yang like an old father, and would start to think about him when he couldn't see him.

I wondered if he would get into trouble, if he had a fight with anyone, if he would eat well at noon, if he looked aggrieved when he didn't see me...

Before, He Hongxuan always felt that Mo Yang was clingy to him, but after they broke up, he realized that he was not much better than him.

He sat at his desk, sighed deeply, packed his things and rushed home.

This is another new and strange feeling.

In the past, He Hongxuan went home just to rest, to give his body and mind a chance to catch their breath and to regain the energy to face the next day.

But today is different. There is someone at home that He Hongxuan wants to see. He has never felt so eager to go home.

Along the way, He Hongxuan had already begun to imagine what Mo Yang was doing at home at this moment. When he saw him come in, would Mo Yang pounce on him?

But He Hongxuan still guessed wrong.

He Hongxuan didn't see the dog cub until he entered the room. He thought something had happened to Mo Yang and rushed to the bedroom.

When passing by the kitchen, He Hongxuan saw a figure swaying back and forth behind the glass door, and his heart finally settled down.

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang opened the door and poked his head out, smiling with his eyebrows bent, "Go change your clothes, the meal will be ready soon."

"Your injury—"

"It doesn't affect it."

When He Hongxuan came out again, three exquisite stir-fried dishes and a bowl of pork rib soup were neatly placed on the table.

In order to finish work early, He Hongxuan did not take a lunch break or eat at noon. Only when he sat down did he feel his stomach was empty.