Qin Zhongxian

A month later.

The wind is clear and the sun is sunny, the hustle and bustle of the city, the crowds coming and going on the street, the chatting and laughing at the dinner table, everything is running smoothly according to their respective life trajectories, it seems... There is no difference.

Hengyuan Security Company, in the CEO's office on the sixth floor, the man sitting in front of the desk is not Zhang Fan, but Gu Mo, who looks helpless and takes things seriously. The sign in front of him reads four words - Acting President.

The phone next to him rang suddenly. He put down the mouse and picked up the phone to answer the call: "Hello?"

"What? Did you send it home?...It's fine, let him have a good sleep, and don't need to send anyone over there again. That's it, I'll go and have a look in the afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Mo sighed wearily.

To talk about why he became the acting president, we have to start after the fire in the abandoned factory in Wanfengling a month ago.

That day he forcibly knocked Zhang Fan unconscious and brought him back, only to find out that Hongyu was inside at that time, and Zhang Fan was going to go back to save him, but was stopped by Gu Mo, so...

Most likely, Hongyu had been buried in the sea of ​​flames, because after they went back to the burned factory to search for it, there was no one except for the charred beams and pillars that were burned and some tin cans that exploded and rolled to the ground.

It was an oil factory, and there were many discarded oil tanks piled up in it. Yu Yan brought the fire under his hand, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. Oil was added to oil, and everyone was probably burned to ashes.

Sighing, he turned on his phone and added today's new itinerary to his calendar.

——July 7, Room 10, Guangsheng Hotel, Van Gogh.

Gu Mo, who was worried about Fan Ge who was hurt by his family, didn't notice that behind him, a wisp of red smoke gradually dispersed in the air...

At this time, Guangsheng Hotel, in a room on the fourth floor.

Zhang Fan was hungover at the bar last night, and was found by his subordinates and sent to the hotel in the morning. He got up dizzy after two hours of sleep, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Standing under the shower, drenched in hot water, his drowsy mind gradually woke up. Zhang Fan closed his eyes, reached out and punched the wall in front of him hard, and his emotions became more and more difficult to control.

He should have gone back then, he should have turned back desperately and brought Hongyu back with him.

Later, he personally went to the abandoned factory to find someone, and even searched the whole Wanfengling, but there was no red figure anywhere, as if...he was just passing by in his life, just like that What you see every day is normal, anytime, anywhere, it will turn into a wisp of cloud and dissipate away.

Yu Yan surrendered himself to the police station that day. At that time, his hands were taken off by someone, and they were hanging limply by his side, without any flexibility at all. Just like a person who has gone mad and lost his mind.

Although I don't know why he suddenly thought about it and took a group of his men to the police station to surrender, but Zhang Fan still felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger. He should hand them over to himself and torture them severely. No, torture them for the rest of their lives. Because they let themselves lose the most important person...

Just as he was falling into memories, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a soft body sticking up behind him. Then, a pair of slender hands wrapped around his slender waist, and that person's breathing came from behind his ears.

Zhang Fan immediately opened his eyes, a cold light flashed in them, his expressionless face looked a little scary.

In the days that followed, he had no intention of managing the company, so he dumped the business to Gu Mo, and Gu Mo, in order to let him get out of his emotional pain as soon as possible, often sent people to his bed to give them away, and the gifts were all good looks. Delicate, clean, and soft-figured little boys, let them wear red clothes, and tried their best to seduce Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan looked down, and the man's hands around his waist revealed a white wrist, and the sleeves... were really red.

He sneered in his heart, thinking that it was Gu Mo who sent him to his bed again, and he threw him out of the room every time before, but this time someone posted it directly, and he really didn't give up.

He ignored the man, directly clasped the white wrist, and flung it aside rudely without tenderness at all.

The floor of the bathroom was wet and slippery, and the air was full of damp water vapor. The man's body was light and fluffy, and he was thrown to the ground by his rough movements. There was a plop, and then he didn't move.

Zhang Fan was a little impatient. After hastily rinsing, he turned off the shower, reached out and tore off the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist. Then he turned around and wanted to open the door to go out, but the moment he turned his head, his gaze was fixed.

I saw that the person lying on the ground was dressed in red clothes, and his complexion was as fair as snow. With one hand propped on the slippery ground, he raised his upper body, pursed his lips and looked at himself resentfully.

This this……

Zhang Fan couldn't help being startled, and rushed forward to embrace him in his arms. He was so excited that his arms around him were trembling. He stroked the other's soft long hair over and over again, and asked in disbelief: " Baby, is that you, I am not dreaming."

What responded to him was the pair of soft and boneless hands around his waist, Hongyu gently snuggled into his arms, hummed softly, as thin as a mosquito.

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, was both happy and surprised. He hugged him tightly for a while, and then walked out of the bathroom with him in his arms. He put him on the bed and pressed him down. With a small face, I was still a little dazed and afraid.There was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes: "It's really you?"

Hongyu snorted, took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, and asked unhappily, "Who else do you want?"

Sensing his lover's little emotions, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned down and hugged her tightly against his wet chest.

The two cuddled together for a long time, and Zhang Fan asked about what happened after that, and Hongyu told him one by one——

It turned out that Yu Yan wanted to escape from the factory after arson, but Hongyu chased him out. After removing his hands on the spot, he used some tricks to get him to take someone to surrender.

"Then why did you come to see me for a month?" Zhang Fan lowered his head and gently kissed his cheek while asking.

Hongyu flicked her legs coquettishly and hummed: "I used too many spells, and I couldn't recover all at once. When I went out of the suburbs to find you, I could only find a piano shop, and I would possess myself in it to cultivate first."

"Anyway, it's good that you are by my side." Zhang Fan hugged him and kissed him, like treating some lost and recovered treasure, and never let go.

"Will you disappear suddenly in the future, like this time?" Zhang Fan couldn't help asking with lingering fear.

Hongyu shook her head, clasped his shoulders tightly, and said softly and obediently: "I just want to be with you."

Zhang Fan pursed his lips into a smile, couldn't help lowering his head to cover his lips, and kissed him lightly and tenderly.

The sweetness of the two reunited after a long absence, disturbed by the sudden knock on the door, Zhang Fan frowned impatiently, just about to get up, but was held by Hongyu's arm, he blinked playfully, stretched out Point your finger in the direction of the door, and with a click, the door lock opens.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and soon heard the sound of the door being pushed open from the outside, and a footstep came in with no hesitation, and saw two people sticking together on the bed, the person below was still in a suit. When wearing red clothes, he was taken aback immediately.

"Fuck, I didn't ask him to find someone to come over, fuck..." In the middle of speaking, Gu Mo saw a head protruding from Zhang Fan's shoulder. Looking at the face, it wasn't...

"sister in law?"

Hongyu smiled at him, and soon Zhang Fan pressed his head on his chest, turned his head and said displeasedly: "Get out soon."

Gu Mo was stunned for a moment, oh oh twice, turned around with his left foot mixed with his right foot and ran out of the room, he didn't forget to close the door before leaving.

As soon as the person left, Zhang Fan was about to settle accounts. He pinched the face of the servant under him with one hand, stared at those bright eyes, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did you laugh at him just now?"

"Huh?" Hongyu blinked her eyes, as if she hadn't reacted, and didn't understand what he said at all.

Seeing his innocent face, Zhang Fan could not help but tighten his eyebrows, and warned in a low voice: "In the future, if you smile like that at others again, I will..."

"Huh?" Hongyu looked at him fixedly, waiting for the next article.

"I'll kill you on the spot..." As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and pulled off the man's clothes. At the same time, he lowered his head and kissed the white neck...

The end

The author has something to say:

I finished writing. I originally wanted to finish writing ten chapters, but now they are beyond expectations. I also saw the comment of a reader named "Chu Xi" in the previous chapter, but I don’t know why it was deleted. I went to the background to check it out. There is no button to restore comments. It may be deleted by the website, and some sensitive words are involved. Anyway, thank you for your support~ The short stories will still be published irregularly in the future. A wave of advertisements for "Three Souls and Seven Souls of the Rival in Love" was originally launched this month, but due to the author's laziness and cancer, the article was unplanned on March 3, and the copy was posted.

Copywriter:

Because she unintentionally tied her life with her rival's life, so that after the other party lost her head, Shen Zhiyue had to bring back his three souls and seven souls to avoid the tragedy of dying with him.

System: [Your task is to find the three souls and seven souls of your rivals, sign a soul contract with them, and bring them back to the real world for rebirth. 】

So, Shen Zhiyue took out a pen and paper to the three souls and seven souls: "Come on! Sign the soul contract!"

Aipo lowered her eyes, with a sad expression: "...I treat you as my subordinate, but you want me to fuck you?"

The villain gritted his teeth: "Bitch, lie down!"

Aipo rushed over ecstatically: "Actually, I have admired you for a long time, come on baby!"

Yupo smiled charmingly: "... Finally couldn't help it?"

There are other three souls...

Shen Zhiyue clutched her butt and wanted to cry, "I just want to sign a soul contract, this is not the result I want!"

System: [I've never been ashamed to say it, but signing a soul contract is actually...]

PS:

1. Gong is Feng Zongcheng, after the rebirth of the three souls and seven souls, he will be him

2. The manuscript is already being stored, and it is planned to publish it on March 3, and the copy has been screenshotted and posted on the blog