I refuse this box lunch

Du Hengyu was the No. [-] bully in the school district in middle school. He had an unruly temperament and was rebellious. Not long after he entered the first grade of junior high school, he became the leader of the boys with the strength of his fists. No one dared to provoke him easily.

Since he bears such a reputation, if he encounters any unacceptable bullying on the road, he will take care of it and implement this reputation.

Du Hengyu is good-looking, and his temper is not strictly bad. There are only a few touchpoints for girls at that age to germinate, so soon, more people have a crush on him.

But this person's sinus seems to be blocked by nature, no matter how good-looking or excellent a girl stands in front of him and confesses, she won't take a second look.

What school beauty is not school beauty, has long been wiped out of Du Hengyu's memory, without even thinking about it, I know that it was Feng Zhun and the others who made it up, trying to help him get out of the order.

It's a pity that he didn't get any confirmation about Destiny's Peach Blossom until today, more than ten years later.Just across the wall, not far away.

Fu Wo's CT examination results came out, the bump on the head was just a skin trauma, just use some blood-activating spray.

Du Hengyu asked more: "He is still dizzy, what's going on?"

Today is the weekend, and the public hospital is extremely busy, even if there is special treatment, you can't just dawdle.The doctor on duty was not too old, but he had a deaf problem. His colleagues asked him to look after him carefully, but he didn't hear clearly. He vaguely knew that Du Hengyu was a public official, and he was a little unhappy in his heart. You shouldn't jump in line with your relationship.

At this moment, even if the king of heaven is here, don't even think about wasting his time. He quickly signed the list and waved his hands: "Young man, hangover, drink less alcohol, just go home and lie down for a while. By the way, help I called Ms. Liu from No. 105, here she is."

Du Hengyu took the form to pay the fee: "...OK."

Fuhe looked at the man's darkened face from the side, the corners of his mouth wanted to turn up, but he didn't.

"Laugh if you want to."

"No...haha." Fuhe couldn't hold back in the end, after all, it is rare to see a man look deflated.

Du Heng cast a gloomy glance at him, then continued to walk forward, and really helped to call the number.The middle-aged woman in a red sweater gave him a naive look, and said in Mandarin with a strong dialect accent, "Thank you, brother."

"No thanks." The tone was light.

Fuhe followed behind the man step by step, and the person walking in front deliberately slowed down, and the two gradually became parallel.

From Du Hengyu's point of view, the young man still looked happy, which caused him to raise the corners of his lips: "Do you think it's weird?"

Fuhe thought for a while, touched his nose, and said honestly: "A little bit. But it's okay, you are usually very approachable."

He is clearly a bully, with food, clothing, housing, and transportation all exuding a simple taste, going deep into the grassroots, and quite positive energy.

Du Hengyu didn't comment on his argument and just raised his eyebrows casually.

When paying by card, Fuhe said in a low voice: "I can't pay the money I borrowed from you for the time being. When I find a job in the future, I won't renege on it."

Regardless of whether it will be returned in the future, in short, the beautiful words will still be left here.

Du Hengyu glanced at him with the end of his eyes, and said a light "good" word from his lips.

Instead of lingering too much outside, they bought a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray, and the two continued to set off for their new residence.

The private underground parking lot is full of limited-edition luxury cars. Fowle overlooks the expensive villa area in front of him in the slow rise of the visual elevator, and decides to withdraw his previous words for the time being.

Simple or something, overthrow it all.

I don't know who Du Hengyu is looking for, the moving business has reached its peak, and it really moved all the things in the original house intact, even turned over a few dead leaves in the potted plants, and it was 100% complete reduction.

"Uh." Fuhe touched the only yellow leaf left on the green plant, desolate and pitiful, "It seems to be dying."

Sin, drowned by self-watering too much.

Du Hengyu is not a real plant lover, so he said indifferently after hearing the words: "Leave it alone, it will grow again next year."

The fingers with sharp joints pinch and twist, the hot hands destroy the grass, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.

The corner of Fuhe's mouth twitched slightly, and he scanned several rooms in the two-story villa from top to bottom, and automatically changed the address: "Boss, which one do I live in?"

Du Hengyu's footsteps stopped, and he couldn't help but feel throbbing about the word "boss".In a town he once visited, "boss" is what a wife calls her husband.

Lifting her lips imperceptibly, "Whatever you want."

Fuhe properly expressed how flattered he was, and then he moved into the private mansion of the Du family's heir without incident.

Mi Chong's life has been successfully upgraded.

The living place is more spacious. If you are happy, no one will care even if you live in rotation every day.Du Hengyu looked extremely big-hearted, as long as Fuhe didn't knock over the roof of his house, it wouldn't be a big deal.

All the housework is done by machines that automatically wash dishes and sweep the floor. Meals are reserved for a long time in advance. You just need to select a menu every day and have it delivered to your door by someone. Whether it’s dinner or afternoon tea, it’s all packaged beautifully and tastes great. of.

Everyone knew that Mr. Du's family lived here, but they didn't know about the other one left in the mansion.According to the conclusion of Jinwu Zangjiao, she has become a little beauty who is loved all the time by default, after all, she has no sense of disobedience.

The beauty stayed at home most of the time, and because she didn't go out, she wandered around in the villa in loose pajamas.Occasionally, when people in the opposite house see it, they will "tsk tsk" with emotion: such a good girl has shaved her prickly hair, most likely she is sick, she is young, what a pity.

As a result, there were times when Du Hengyu met his neighbor Mrs. Fu on the road, and he would receive a round of sympathetic gazes.

He doesn't understand the mentality of these middle-aged women who enjoy playing mahjong every day, and they don't understand it at all.

Asked Fuhe, he scratched his head and said: "I have seen it a few times on the open-air balcony, and they called me to play."

Du Hengyu judged others by himself, and felt that women had no resistance to young people, so he turned black and was not angry: "They are a group of women, why call you to play alone with a man?"

Fuhe said he didn't know, "I guess it's just for drinking tea. There are three missing ones in mahjong, but I'm not interested."

Du Hengyu's face softened visibly: "Then don't go."

After a pause, "If you feel bored staying here every day, I will come back from get off work earlier."

Fuhe was looking forward to this, and nodded repeatedly.Where is the current plot going, and some key information needs to be obtained from him.The rumors on the Internet are not exhaustive, so it would be best if you spend a little effort to get something out of the man's mouth.

Du Hengyu saw that the young man was so well-behaved, and he was so upset that he basically didn't hide anything he could say.

For example, the Luo family has sold more than half of its equity and real estate, and the leader of Yangdu has collapsed. All parties are thinking about getting a share of the former top chaebol.

For example, Luo Yuantao was seriously ill and was hospitalized. There was really no real success among his children. He was flustered and could only leave all the mess to Luo Xuyang.

Another example is that Ji Sha'er, who fell in love with her own uncle, couldn't stand the pressure of public opinion. After taking too many sleeping pills at home, she wanted to cut her wrists and commit suicide. After being discovered, she managed to rescue her.

In a mess of blood, Ji Sha'er's biological mother, Luo Yuantao's second wife, appeared, and she actually confirmed in front of the public that Ji Sha'er was not Luo Yuantao's biological daughter, but the product of her love with her American lover.

There is a paternity test as proof, whether it is true or not, Luo Yuantao is shrouded in green light, and his condition will get worse no matter what.

"He was so angry that he was almost sent to the ICU, but his psychological quality is not bad, and it didn't take long for him to think about it." Du Heng frowned, "Luo Xuyang has a good talent for decision-making, and he knows how to cut his tail to survive. Shifting the company's focus to overseas markets has gradually stabilized Luo's market value and is actively attracting more capital."

"It means..." Fuhe saw the fatigue of the man, stood behind him and slapped his shoulders and back, "Can they make a comeback?"

When he spoke, his breath blew across his neck, Du Heng raised his long legs uncomfortably, and could only answer: "It's hard to say."

Fuhe also knows that this kind of matter cannot be concluded casually, and everything depends on time.If you want to bring down the male lead's camp, the possibility is very slim in terms of the necessary elements to maintain the operation in the small world.

In the original plot, the male protagonist and the male second had to fight for a woman, because all kinds of love and hatred are on the verge of breaking out. Now there is no competition. The general direction of the plot development has changed, and everything is very mysterious.

Although Fuhe has now entered a safe comfort zone, hidden crises still exist.The stagnation of points is a good explanation

It was hard for him to remain disease-free and disaster-free in this world. It would be great if he could overcome all difficulties and live in peace and stability for decades.

The thoughts in my mind quickly turned, and the strength in my hand was placed at a very suitable degree, "Is it comfortable?"

Du Heng closed his eyes, the muscles and bones of his back were wrapped and pressed by a warm force, and his voice became languid: "It's comfortable."

Fuhe raised his eyebrows: "It seems that my craft is worth learning."

Du Hengyu was surprised for a moment: "Specially learned?"

Fuhe rubbed the man's shoulder slowly with his elbow, and said seriously: "Yes, I will continue to go back to the [-]th District to have a meal in the future. Looking for a job is not as comfortable as being a boss after all, how about it? Has it reached the standard for opening a store?"

Hearing this, Du Hengyu slowly sat up straight, and locked the word "Chuan" on his brows.

Young people want to open a massage shop by themselves, which is self-employment and self-reliance. He could not argue with such a positive starting point.But when I think of the mess behind the similar occupations gathered in the seventeenth district, I can't accept it from the bottom of my heart.

Fuhe didn't get a response right away, so he let go of his hand, deliberately messing around: "Why, boss, I eat with my hands, I don't steal or grab, don't you want to see this?"

Du Hengyu frowned even deeper, not because he didn't want to see him, but because he couldn't bear it and felt distressed.

Going a step further, if young people treat others like him, he will feel sad.

"Your skill is very good." Dry, he came up with such a proposal to shoot himself in the foot, "Take a few professional certificates, go to a high-end club, the management is not lenient, and the treatment will be good." Very impressive."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Hengyu wanted to slap himself.

How many decent people can there be in upper-class clubs? Young people who are outstanding in all aspects are very likely to be eaten up to nothing when they first enter.

Unless, he can stand behind and escort him all the time.

At that time, what identity will I have?

Unexpectedly, Fu He's eyes lit up after hearing the suggestion: "That's not bad. Are they all like Yuan Se? There are so many beautiful ladies and sisters in it." His face was regretful, "I left in a hurry and panic that day , I didn’t even have a chance to communicate with them properly.”

Du Hengyu's heart was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "No."

Fuhe raised his head curiously and asked: "Where is that place? Boss, please do me a favor and introduce me?"

There is a posture of not giving up asking if you don't answer.

Du Hengyu turned his head away, looking at the young man with gradually deep eyes, filled with too many unexpressed emotions.If he didn't say anything else, this person's thinking could be deviated even more outrageously, and he himself would explode in anger.

I want to press the annoying ghost in front of me on the sofa, like this, and then like that, just like in a dream...

Thinking so in my heart, I couldn't help doing it.

When he just pressed his hand on Fuhe's chest, he was stunned for a moment, the original rough strength was withdrawn, and he gently supported Fuhe's shoulder.

Facing those eyes full of confusion, Du Hengyu smiled wryly to himself, then stretched out an arm, hooked the young man's neck with an irresistible force, and quickly shortened the distance between the two young faces.

Nose to nose, eye to eye.

"I……"

"you……"

"You go first." They said in unison.

With a smile, Fuhe said softly: "You should talk first." It seemed that he didn't think too much about the current posture of the two of them, and he was frank and frank.

Actual heart: "Boom, boom!"

System: "I see, I see."

Du Hengyu felt that he was really going back from living longer, and he was wading through mountains of swords and seas of fire, holding back a few words in his mouth, thinking about things like a kid all day long, just because he was afraid of being rejected.

Straight men don't like the same sex, if Fuhe knew what he was thinking, he might feel that he was a psychopath from the bottom of his heart.

But...he still couldn't help it, and really wanted to keep him by his side forever.

The deep and pleasant voice slowly sounded in the silent hall, and it was also conveyed to Fuhe's ears closely and intuitively.

"When the turmoil outside subsides, you can still continue to live with me."

"The black household has no identity certificate, and I can help you with everything."

"All the money and things owed are also written off."

"I will help you pay attention to work matters. If you are still interested in Entertainment Jiwen, Dushi has a similar business module."

Fuhe suppressed a smile in his heart, and asked blankly: "Why? Treat me so well."

Obviously it was Du Hengyu who took the initiative first, but he didn't dare to grab the young man's waist any further, almost at a loss, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Because I like you."

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