I should have known that you were a jerk!

"Well, the airport is very close." As he spoke, Lu Feng stepped forward and was about to enter the house, but there was no sound of footsteps behind him. Looking back, he saw Lu Zechuan with a blank expression. He looked like he was standing outside the door, looking in this direction—if he followed his gaze, besides the living room inside, it was Fu Zhifeng who opened the door for him, "Why don't you come in... do you know each other?"

He turned his head to look at Fu Zhifeng who was on the side, his eyes flickered a little, he was probably reckoning that if the two of them knew each other, they would develop more relationships.

The two were still in a daze: "..."

Seeing that the two people didn't answer for a long time, Lu Feng glanced back and forth between Fu Zhifeng and Lu Zechuan, and then said slowly in a semi-commandative tone without thinking too much: "If you know each other—"

"I don't know." Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Lu Zechuan's voice suddenly appeared and interrupted him, "You think too much."

Before Lu Feng turned around to look at his expression, he lowered his head and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, then took the container in Lu Feng's hand with a natural expression, and walked into the small villa with his luggage.

Looking around, he walked towards the luxurious sofa placed on the left side of the living room.

After putting the luggage on the side of the sofa, Lu Zechuan even leisurely changed the shoes under his feet into summer sandals--a very proactive gesture, and he was not polite--and it was done Shoes, he leaned on the sofa and raised his head to look at the two people still standing outside the door, blinking innocently: "Why don't you come in?"

After finishing speaking, he raised one eyebrow, showing a somewhat playful mocking expression, and dragged out his tone: "What's the matter? Are you going to stand there forever?"

Lu Feng kept looking at Fu Zhifeng, but ignored him: "I really don't know you?"

The most obvious doubts about what Lu Zechuan said.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zechuan, who was sitting on the sofa not far behind, had dark pupils of pure black. It seemed that he was disgusted by men's words, and his playful expression suddenly restrained a lot, but who of the two people standing by the door Neither noticed.

Tsk, nasty businessman.

He curled his lips in disdain.

"I don't know." Shaking his head, Fu Zhifeng casually glanced at Lu Zechuan on the sofa, noticed the movement of his lips curled up, smiled, and then resolutely denied it.He turned around and walked into the room, walking slowly and gracefully. As he walked, he said in a normal tone: "I just thought it looked familiar, but I misunderstood it."

Well, one reason was passed.

Lu Zechuan rolled his eyes vaguely, and then typed a draft of the next lie in his heart.

"...What about you?" The middle-aged man closed the door and turned to look at Lu Zechuan.Sitting on the sofa, Lu Zechuan pretended to stop looking at Fu Zhifeng, and slowly shifted his gaze to Lu Feng, raising his eyebrows: "What?"

"Why were you in a daze just now? The wind of cooperation?"

"You talk a lot. Before you attend a wedding, you have to check your household registration, don't you?"

With a sneer, Lu Zechuan didn't look at the man and fell back on the sofa, with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed, he glanced at the man standing by the door mercifully, and then blew his eyes with three white eyes. With the broken hair in front of his forehead, he said slowly: "It's just a surprise to find out that his child is a mixed race."

After finishing speaking, he cast his eyes on Fu Zhifeng who was sitting on the opposite sofa, blinked his eyes twice, and silently swallowed the words "he's still a good-looking half-breed who doesn't look like him at all", and pulled it off. Pulling the corner of his lips, he showed Fu Zhifeng a typical superficial smile.The latter didn't seem to mind his expression at all, and after a smile, he shook his head slightly.

Shake your head?

Lu Zechuan was stunned.

What are you shaking your head for?What's the meaning?

"—His child is of mixed race, is there anything surprising?" The deep voice of the middle-aged man suddenly reached his ears again, without anger or questioning, it seemed that he was simply amused .

Lu Zechuan looked at him: "What?"

Obviously he didn't like Lu Zechuan's habit of distracting himself when others were talking. The man standing by the door frowned slightly, and asked again: "Why are you surprised? What can surprise you?"

After thinking about it, Lu Zechuan gave an inexplicable answer: "Probably because... he is of mixed race?" His tone of voice was uncertain, with some obvious hesitation and doubts that shouldn't exist—well, this is very Obviously an unreliable and far from the real answer.

"..." Knowing that asking further questions might cause a quarrel, Lu Feng, who had no desire to ask further questions, gave up asking, but his idea of ​​letting Fu Zhifeng and Lu Zechuan cultivate more relationships did not change.

He walked towards Fu Zhifeng, raised his hand and patted the flaxen-haired young man's shoulder - Lu Zechuan noticed with sharp eyes that Fu Zhifeng frowned quickly, as if he didn't hate Lu Feng, but just disliked him. It is often used in the actions of elders to juniors or high-ranking people to low-ranking people-choose to introduce one by one to your son: "Let me introduce, this is Fu Zhifeng, the son of your Uncle Fu. You two played together when you were young (lu Zechuan showed a somewhat surprised expression, Fu Zhifeng shrugged at him, what exactly did he mean Lu Zechuan said that he didn't understand) Although he is the same age as you, he is not his son."

Lu Zechuan crunched and bit the lollipop, facing the dissatisfied gaze of the middle-aged man with a calm face: "Oh."

There seems to be no intention of introducing myself.

After a pause of two seconds, Lu Feng withdrew his gaze from Lu Zechuan, looked at Fu Zhifeng who was beside him with a calm expression, recalled the usual polite style of the flaxen-haired boy, pursed his lips, and realized that he had to admit that his parents' respect for their children The effect was greater than he imagined, and an indescribable sense of guilt suddenly surged in his heart—this was not the first time he felt this kind of feeling, in fact, he also felt that this kind of guilt was not uncommon for Lu Zechuan— —Resisting the urge to raise his hand to rub the center of his brow, he exhaled, and was about to introduce Lu Zechuan to him—

"Hello, I'm Fu Zhifeng." The flaxen-haired boy beside him stood up, smiled gently and extended his hand to the black-haired boy with typical oriental features sitting on the sofa, "You are Uncle Lu's Let's meet for the first time, kid."

"..." The movement froze for a moment, Lu Feng had no choice but to look at Lu Zechuan who was on the sofa with a blank face, and waited for his reaction without any hope.

The flaxen-haired boy didn't seem to notice the stiff movements of the elders around him. He slightly lowered his head and looked down at the sitting Lu Zechuan, enveloping him in the shadow he created.

Part of the light in front of him was covered, and suddenly dimmed a lot, making Lu Zechuan blink uncomfortably: "... um."

Slightly raising his head to look at Fu Zhifeng, the black-haired boy found that Fu Zhifeng's smiling expression was not gentle at all against the light, on the contrary, he felt a little cold.

Staring at those blue eyes, he turned his head and spit out the lollipop stick in his mouth. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and held Fu Zhifeng's hand slowly - the same as the quick and perfunctory way of meeting for the first time. It's the same, with a pitifully weak sincerity——said indifferently: "Lu Zechuan."

While talking, Lu Zechuan glanced at the hands of the person in front of him—well, the same as before, the fingers are slender and beautiful, the nails are neatly trimmed, and they seem to be regularly trimmed, yes, and they are so white that they tend to be pale His skin was not only pale, but more like the complexion that a Caucasian would have. His eyes paused for a moment, and he looked up at Fu Zhifeng again, grinned perfunctorily, and was about to withdraw his hand.

Fu Zhifeng smiled gently all the time, his eyes stopped on his face, and he didn't look at the movements of Lu Zechuan's hands.

However, before he could even pull out his hand, Lu Zechuan felt a force that was so huge at this moment that he had no time to react and break free, pushing him——to Fu Zhifeng Pull it over!

"!"

——Although from the perspective of other people, it was more like Lu Zechuan suddenly pounced on Fu Zhifeng who was standing in front of the sofa—in a very active gesture of throwing himself into his arms.

Then Fu Zhifeng, who was attacked by surprise, didn't react. The sudden weight made him fall on the sofa, his back hit the soft back of the sofa heavily, and his body hit the back with a muffled sound.

"Heh." Lu Zechuan heard Fu Zhifeng close to his ear and let out a chuckle that only the two of them could hear. It wasn't much of a smile, it was as cool as ice.

Lu Zechuan grinned at him with bared teeth - it's not that Fu Zhifeng didn't notice Fu Zhifeng's malicious intentions, but he didn't care much about it.

Probably based on a mentality that just accidentally fell up and nothing can happen.

however--

"... Lu Zechuan, what exactly do you want?"

The middle-aged man who witnessed the whole process couldn't help but do what he wanted to do for a long time - raised his hand and rubbed his slightly sore temples - looked at the black-haired boy kneeling on Fu Zhifeng with a headache, "Hurry up rise--"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.Pursing his lips, he picked up the phone and looked at it, then put the phone back in his pocket and said to the two people who were always in the same posture, "How do you two get up?" Then he turned around and opened the door to leave the building. It wasn't long before he came in the small villa that gave him a headache.

The sound of the quiet door closing echoed in the living room, which seemed unusually quiet at this moment.

With Fu Zhifeng and his own breathing next to his ears, the black-haired boy looked at Fu Zhifeng and tilted his head.

What does it look like?

What's the meaning?Isn't it just pounced on?

What else could be wrong?

Turning his head and looking at the postures of the two people, Lu Zechuan immediately understood what Lu Feng said - he knelt on Fu Zhifeng's lap, clasped his fingers in a vulgar way, and their faces were very close , and... the position of his butt card is a bit subtle.

"... Fu Zhifeng, you should take medicine."

Fu Zhifeng didn't respond to this sentence at all, even without shaking his eyelids, he just stared at Lu Zechuan with those beautiful dark blue eyes like the surface of the sea for a moment, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up. Say nothing.

"..." The sight was a little creepy, Lu Zechuan shook his shoulders, ignored him, just moved his hands, trying to break away from the pair of white hands that were holding his wrists tightly, and then... at last he didn't know what to do. Looking at Fu Zhifeng with a face, "Let go."

"No." The handsome young man smiled and refused resolutely.

When he said this, his tone was gentle and gentle, his voice was deep and pleasant, and his words were directly unbearable.

"...You must be sick." Lu Zechuan stared at those blue eyes, forced a smirk from his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't just rely on me being greedy for your appearance, you can do whatever I want!"

When he finished speaking, he suddenly found that the person in front of him seemed to be genuinely smiling, and then he took a closer look, only to see Fu Zhifeng looking at him expressionlessly, and also increased the force in his hands maliciously, forcing The distance between the two became closer, and the hot air from talking could easily spray on the black-haired boy's cheeks, and then he heard Fu Zhifeng's faint voice: "Why did you pretend that you didn't know me just now?"

"………………ha?!"

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