I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

When it was almost noon, the sky outside was overcast.

A Yu came back from the garden, hugged Angela who had just been sent over, went around deliberately, went to the small living room to check the situation, and found that the brother was still sleeping, leaning on her body, covered The blanket she brought over before, her indifferent handsome face looked quiet and peaceful.

And Feng Ci leaned back on the sofa, hugged the person with one hand, tilted his head, and was watching TV.

The sound of the TV is not loud, even so low that it can hardly be heard.

The whole picture looks very warm and seductive.

She felt that it was a pity not to keep this picture, so she put Angela down, took out her phone, stood by the door frame, pointed at the two of them, and took a picture.

At the moment when the OK button was pressed, Feng Ci seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes moved over.

Straight into the camera.

Just right.

Although it was found.

A Yu stuck out her tongue at him, put away her phone, picked up Angela again, and walked over lightly, "Brother, you have a good camera."

"It's okay to secretly shoot something."

A Yu giggled, "Record the beauty of life."

She looked at Yan Yuxiu, didn't say anything, and asked Feng Ci, "What do you want for lunch?"

There is everything in the kitchen, and the ingredients are very fresh. She suspects that someone should clean up and replenish regularly, but before asking Fengci, neither of them knows how to cook, so Ayu said that she will do it for the time being, so as not to waste the good food Ingredients.

"casual."

Before Feng Ci could finish his sentence, Angela in A Yu's arms suddenly meowed at him, most likely this reminded him of this cub dad, staring at him with big blue eyes, even poking his head out.

A gesture of begging for comfort.

The person who was sleeping on Feng Ci might have been disturbed and moved a little.

His movements are very light, and he is obviously a person who sleeps quietly and restrained.

but.

The round head of daughter Angela, a purebred Persian cat, quickly shrank back, and nestled into a ball obediently, not to mention meowing, not even squeaking.

Feng Ci, "..."

This cat is really intelligent.

Ayu, "..."

It seems that this brother is indeed a bit scary.

She hugged her daughter and turned around to leave, so as not to blow up her hair later.

After a while, Yan Xixiu opened his eyes. He drank the medicine before, and Feng Ci kept hugging him when he was sleeping. The young man's hot body temperature wrapped him up, and he was covered with a velvet blanket. A light sweat will feel so much better.

The whole person is quite awake.

He sat up, and the blanket on his body slid down with the movement.

"Are you awake?" said Feng Ci behind him.

Yan Yuxiu looked back at him, and when he was about to speak, Feng Ci's cell phone rang.

Feng Ci took out his mobile phone, connected it, and stood up along the way to exercise his sore muscles and bones.

He didn't move for a long time, and leaned against a big man again, he felt like he was about to petrify.

Walking to the window, I heard Lin Bai's helpless and anxious voice from the phone, "Brother, I don't know what to do now."

"how?"

"The paparazzi took a photo of me and Mr. Ling and posted it online, but that was when I broke up with him."

Feng Ci narrowed his eyes, "Break up? When?"

Lin Bai didn't hide it from Feng Ci either, and said in a nutshell, "It's been a long time since I've seen each other in just these two days, but I don't want to be so unclear, I just want to make it clear at the end. Boss Ling didn't object at that time."

"That paparazzi didn't dare Mr. Hei Ling. Now he's saying that I'm gay. He still has photos from the past in his hand, and he will release them later. When I contacted him, he asked for 500 million."

"Well, it seems that someone is blackmailing you, and your manager doesn't care?"

"The manager said that Mr. Ling had to express his opinion on this matter, but I just heard that Mr. Ling had a car accident that day and is still lying in the hospital."

"Well, is it dead?"

Lin Bai was silent for a moment, feeling his brother Feng's serious malice for the first time, "...it should be, not yet."

If you really die, you will not be in the hospital, but in the funeral home.

Feng Ci thought for a while, "Go and see him. If he is still alive, tell your manager when you go back. Mr. Ling said that he must deal with it. There is no need to ask him a second time about such trivial matters."

Lin Bai subconsciously asked, "What if the person dies?"

"Isn't it easier to deal with it after death? Ask the people in the public relations department if the deceased is a big deal. Is it because you want to disband the company by smearing the president's reputation before he dies?"

Lin Bai benefited, "I know."

The phone hangs up.

It was supposed to be like this.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, Lin Bai called again, "Brother, I found something."

Feng Ci was reading a book, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Lin Bai's tone was a little hesitant, but more determined, "I think Mr. Ling may have lost his memory."

Feng Ci, "... Amnesia?"

"Well, he doesn't even know what my name is, and I said a word wrong, and he didn't react. It should be amnesia."

Feng Ci, "..."

What kind of routine is this.

Are you going to have a car accident after breaking up?Amnesia in a car accident? ?

Can you be more bloody.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ci asked Yan Yuxiu, "What will happen to these people after they lose their memory?"

Yan Yuxiu was dealing with official business in front of the computer, his movements were slow and orderly, his eyes fell on the computer screen, and he answered Feng Ci's questions, focusing on two tasks without delay, "So far, the symptom of amnesia is only on you. Appeared, others have not had the chance to be lucky.”

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "It seems that I am special."

The corners of Yan Yuxiu's lips curled up slightly, "Yes."

He asked, "The protagonist broke up with him?"

Feng Ci stared at his side face. This person prefers to wear glasses recently, so he doesn't look too sharp, and the glasses will appropriately divert other people's attention, so that people will not pay too much attention to emotional changes.

He raised his hand and touched the man's beautiful chin, "Who do you think this amnesiac is?"

Yan Yuxiu didn't care about his frivolous actions, "Ling Chenyi, you won't pay attention to other people."

He finally tapped the keyboard, turned to look at him, "You have no intention of playing with him recently, do you need me to help you solve it?"

Feng Ci looked at him, his dark eyes were silent, after a while, "We haven't talked yet."

Said to talk at night that day.

But after that, there was no chance to mention it again.

At this moment, there was a thunderbolt outside, and after the bang exploded, the wind was churning and the clouds were densely covered, and then it began to rain heavily.

The window was open, and a gust of cold wind squeezed in, wrapped in a damp coolness, and the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.

Yan Xixiu looked out the window, "It's raining."

He put the computer on the desktop, imitating the appearance of Feng Ci, hugging a pillow, "When I was in London, I liked the weather there very much. The temperature difference is small, there is a lot of rain and fog. Later, after returning to China, I didn't adapt to the climate here at first. winter."

Feng Ci asked, "Why is it winter?"

"Dry, cold, and long. It snowed several times in a winter, but it didn't fall quickly, hesitating and procrastinating."

Feng Ci took off his long coat and put it on him, "Are you talking about the weather? Or people or something?"

Yan Xixiu raised his hand to grab the collar of the coat, his white fingers lined with the jet-black fabric, it was extraordinarily eye-catching and beautiful, the clothes were still stained with the person's body temperature, and asked Feng Ci, "Aren't you cold?"

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "I don't catch colds that easily," he put on a pose, as if he was listening to a story, "Go on."

Yan Yuxiu continued, "At that time my father was already seriously ill, and before he died, he thought of me, so he asked someone to call me back, thinking to see him a few more times, for the sake of father-son love."

"I was a little annoyed at the time, and I didn't want to see him," said Yanxiu after a pause, "I have a very weak relationship with him, and the number of times I have met is counted, and it is worse than the number of times I have seen your father."

"Wait?" Feng Ci was stunned for a moment, pointing at himself, "You mean my dad?"

"Well," Yan Xiu's voice was very calm, "I knew him very early, and after my father died, I almost never saw him."

He reached out and took Feng Ci's hand, "A Ci, I didn't kill your father."

Feng Ci leaned back, looked at him, and said nothing.

After a while, I asked, "Who did that?"

"The enemy."

"There are not a few people who want him to die. At that time, there were traitors around your father, and everyone died later."

Feng Ci was puzzled, "Then why have Ayu and I been fine for so many years?"

"Not all the people who followed your father died back then. Moreover, your mother is the second young lady of the Song family. Although she left the family, Song Dongling has been looking for you. The Song family is involved in gangsters, and the power is not weak. Few people dare to do it."

Feng Ci tilted his head, "So it's still the underworld fight?"

He glanced at Yan Yuxiu, "What does this have to do with you?"

Yan Yuxiu was slightly stunned, with a trace of helplessness in his eyes, and explained in a low voice, "Yan's house is not a clean place either."

He only explained this sentence, but quietly avoided the key point, picked and picked, and said that although there was not a single lie, it was not the whole truth.

Feng Ci glanced at him, and focused his attention elsewhere, "Second Miss of the Song family? Why did she leave the family?"

His father never mentioned anything about the Song family, and he probably left by then.

Yan Yuxiu shook his head, "This is a private matter of the Song family. Few people know about it, and they kept their mouths shut. But even after leaving, Mr. Song still loved your mother very much, until he passed away not long after feeling unwell."

"Oh," Feng Ci asked, "He doesn't like my dad?"

"Probably not. The two of them are in a normal relationship. When they first talked, the Song family didn't object."

Feng Ci frowned, unable to figure it out for a moment.

Yan Yuxiu sat closer to him, pinched his side face, "Among the people who wanted your father dead, there was a lady from a famous family, do you know why?"

"It won't be because of love and hatred."

"You guessed it right."

"..."

"There are many people who like your father, and even more people are chasing after him, but he only likes your mother, you, and your sister. That famous lady has been waiting for many years without hope, so she wants to drag your father to hell with her."

Feng Ci pondered for a while, then commented, "Attracting bees and butterflies."

Yan Yuxiu cupped his face, "You are also attracting bees and butterflies."

Feng Ci shook his head, "Why are you flattering me if you have nothing to do, I'm not a little girl."

"Because you're so cute."

"What's the matter?"

As Yan Yuxiu said, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "As soon as I see you, I want you."

"Cute doesn't describe a man," Feng Ci said with a serious face, "I hope you'll be careful."

Every time he puts on this expression, the eye shape is particularly obvious, the dark pupils are bottomless, and the color is particularly pure and penetrating.

It will always remind Yan Yuxiu of that photo in his memory.

His heart moved, he followed the trend, lowered his head and leaned closer, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me kiss you."

Feng Ci felt that Yan Yuxiu had recovered from his illness. Really, when he was holding him down, there was an undisguised sense of swallowing him alive, and he almost swallowed him whole.

After the kiss was over, Feng Ci remembered, "I'm not talking about these things."

"Well, you said Ayu."

Yan Xixiu was straightforward, "I am indeed jealous of her."

"She's the one you care about most."

Yan Yuxiu put his hand on Feng Ci's heart, and nodded slowly, "I want everything about you."

This person is so straightforward, but Feng Ci doesn't know what to say, "I think you are sometimes too idealistic."

Meaning, be realistic buddy.

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, withdrew his hand, got up, and just when Feng Ci thought the man was going to leave, he began to take off his clothes.

"..."

Feng Ci glanced outside, it was raining heavily, crackling, raindrops splashed in faintly, the temperature in the room was not high, there were only the two of them in the whole study, and the door was ajar.

It's really an excellent time to have an affair, bah!

Yan Yuxiu's beautifully shaped fingers pulled down, the coat fell off, and fell to the ground in aggrieved way.

Feng Ci's eyelids twitched, "What are you doing?"

After Yan Xixiu took off the second dress, there was only a loose white long sleeve on the upper body, which was very thin, with thin shoulders and straight long legs, which made her figure even taller and thinner.

He bent down and looked directly at Feng Ci, with a seductive gesture asking a child, "Money, power, sex, which one do you like?"

Feng Ci, "..."

"It won't be sex."

Yan Yuxiu took the pillow from his arms and sat on his lap, with a good temper, "It's okay, this is a bonus."

Feng Ci couldn't move at all, unless he pushed Yan Xiu away, he was a little helpless, "Can you fix your character set?"

Isn't it okay to be a pure and cold male god? !

Are you interested in playing? !

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, "Are your hobbies fixed?"

Feng Ci asked, "Why are my hobbies not fixed?"

Yan Yuxiu pinched his chin, with a cold expression, "You only like me, can't you?"

Feng Ci didn't struggle, "I like you alone."

There was a gentle light in Yan Yuxiu's eyes, and he responded to his words, "Well, I like you too."

Feng Ci's Adam's Apple was on his lips, and he said in a bewitching tone, "Just look at me, okay?"

Feng Ci's eyebrows jumped, he didn't push Yan Xiu away, but replied, "Not good."

The fingers holding his hair tightened for a moment. After a while, the man chuckled, "I really want to bite you to death."

Feng Ci's brows and eyes were careless, "Then you bite."

He added emphatically, "It's better to bite neatly and look better, so that it won't be scary if you put it there, or it will be a sin to scare the kittens and puppies in the middle of the night."

Yan Yuxiu pinched the soft flesh on the back of his neck, her voice was very calm, "You care about kittens and puppies, why don't you care about me?"

Feng Ci gave him a blank look, "You killed me, and I still care about you? There is something wrong with me."

He pushed away Yan Yuxiu's hand, "If you don't bite, let go."

Yan Yuxiu looked at him, "I'm serious."

Feng Ci looked back at him, "I'm telling the truth too."

Yan Yuxiu asked, "Even if I'm about to die of illness?"

Feng Ci's eyelids twitched, "Don't talk nonsense."

Yan Xixiu lowered her eyelashes, "I'm dizzy now, do you believe it?"

Feng Ci raised his head and touched his forehead, "It's still burning, put on your clothes quickly."

Yan Yuxiu stood up and looked down at him, "I only have one wish, and that is you."

"I will do whatever it takes to do that."

"Sooner or later," he didn't have a chance to say the rest, because Feng Ci pulled him down with a particularly rough action.

"No day," Feng Ci angrily told him to shut up, picked up the clothes next to him, "raise your hands, put on your clothes."

Yan Yuxiu's thoughts were completely interrupted by him, and immediately after that, Feng Ci put on his clothes one by one, layer after layer.

Feng Ci held him down and didn't let him move or speak until he buttoned his coat tightly and put his long loose coat on again.

Yan Yuxiu, "It's a bit hot."

Feng Ci, "Shut up."

He lowered his eyes and looked around, wearing a four-piece suit, he didn't look fat at all, on the contrary, he became more and more handsome.

He lifted the man's chin, and asked him like a grandpa, "Where's the meat you raised?"

Yan Xixiu thought for a while, and said aggrievedly, "They don't love me."

Since he was a child, he has never gained weight. Although Fengci let him eat every day, it is obvious that it doesn't work at all.

Feng Ci glanced at him, "You're really annoying, do you know how many girls you have fattened up?"

Yan Yuxiu blinked lightly, "You don't like girls who are fatter, do you?"

Feng Ci narrowed his eyes, "I think it's not bad after watching it for a long time."

Yan Yuxiu's eyes darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, deep and gloomy, looking at Feng Ci steadfastly, "Let's lock you up."

Ah.

Feng Ci pinched his chin, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "How do you want to lock it?"

As he spoke, he took the man's hands, pinned them behind his back, pinched his wrist, and Yan Xixiu was wrapped in his arms.

He lowered his head, "Is it locked like this? Huh?"

Yan Xixiu kept looking at his face, and even suggested, "You can use a rope, or something else, to tie it up."

Feng Ci smiled softly, "That's a good suggestion."

He took off the decorative cloth belt on the coat, fixed Yan Xiuxiu's wrist, gently wrapped it around a few times, tightened it, and tied it with a slipknot.

Yan Yuxiu sat there quietly the whole time, letting him manipulate her.

Feng Ci asked, "How do you feel?"

Yan Yuxiu sighed softly, "It made me even more sexual."

Feng Ci raised his chin, with a smile on his face, "Say it again."

Yan Yuxiu looked into his eyes, the darkness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally became clear.

"A Ci, don't be angry."

Feng Ci smiled cleanly and beautifully, "Which eye of yours saw me angry."

He lifted the man's chin a little more, "Say it again."

Yan Yuxiu narrowed her eyes, "Why don't you lock me up."

"Row."

Yan Xixiu, "..."

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