Silent Reading Chapter 91: Verkhovinski (1)

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Luo Wenzhou usually lives in the guest bedroom—because the guest bedroom and its bathroom are closest to the door, so if he gets up late in the morning, he can lift the cat on his face, put on clothes, and All the tasks of washing up and launching out.

So when he used the master bedroom as a guest room and put the new bedding on Fei Du's shop, Fei Du was obviously wrong.

Before Luo Wenzhou had time to straighten up, a familiar wood incense sticks up from behind him, then he was hugged from behind, a very dishonest hand hooked his waist, and another One hand swept his neck lightly, pressed his lips, and then blew into his ears.

There was a buzz in Luo Wenzhou's ear on one side, and his body had already burned half of it without asking for instructions. He grabbed Fei Du's wrist and felt that his palm was too hot to see anyone.

Luo Wenzhou: "Don't mess around."

Fei Du discovered that Luo Wenzhou had little resistance to wood male fragrances, especially when only a little tail was left, so he asked his assistant to bring a bottle before he was discharged from the hospital. At this time, he was weak against Luo Wenzhou. Turning deaf ears, he asked the other person to grab his wrists, and licked them along the back of his neck: "Brother, fake and serious."

Luo Wenzhou shuddered, and was caught off guard by Fei Du leaping against his knees and rushing onto the freshly laid quilt.

Fei Du’s freshly washed hair was wet, and the tips of his hair were condensed into drops of water. Under the dim bedside lamp, it was dazzling. The drops of water suddenly formed and dripped, and Luo Wenzhou’s throat rolled. For a moment.

Fei Du added with a non-smiling smile: "But I like your "false seriousness" that draws wolves into the room like this. The taste is generally very good."

"Go down," Luo Wenzhou lived like a Chinese soft-shelled turtle spirit possessed, burning in his heart, still stretched out his hand to push him, gritted his teeth and said, "Did you die as soon as you left the hospital?"

Fei Du saw that the enemy's resistance was very depressed, and he let him push without evasive. Sure enough, Luo Wenzhou's hand strength is not much heavier than Luo Yiguo. He just pulled it slightly, and Fei did not back down. , So Luo Wenzhou's hand on his chest changed its taste, as if he was not rejecting, but taking advantage.

Luo Wenzhou encountered Fei Du’s heartbeat. I heard that there was a sudden stop there, so when Fei Du first came out of ICU, he always couldn’t help listening to Fei Du’s heartbeat, and then wondered, when can I let this happen? The weak and slow heartbeat became lively again, letting him do anything.

...Now that he is lively, Luo Wenzhou regrets a little bit, and wants to eat back what he said at the time.

Just when he was distracted, Fei Du leaned close, Luo Wenzhou's muscles suddenly tightened, and his breathing was stagnant.

Fei Du first touched the corner of his mouth, and then with a little nasal sound, he said with a sigh: "You can die on you. This is a beautiful ending."

Luo Wenzhou really didn't want to hear the word "death", and suddenly changed his color: "You Hu..."

As soon as he got up with a pitiful "nonsense" reprimand, he was sealed by Fei Du.

This time there is a faint lemon scent between the lips and teeth-his new toothpaste.

Fei Du gave him a live show of "smart teeth" that can tie the cherry stems, and stirred Luo Wenzhou, who believed that he had "no distracting thoughts", into a pot of porridge, and dried up his last reason. When Luo Wenzhou came back to his senses, he already kissed him unbearably. He subconsciously pressed Fei Du's back, his hands removed from the control of his brain, and began to explore Fei Du's body under the control of other organs...until he was not careful Met Fei Du's back shoulder.

It happened to be crushed by the wound, and Fei Du was obviously painful. However, this person is really a man. For some unspeakable purpose, he actually did not say anything. Luo Wenzhou woke up in an instant and couldn't laugh or cry.

Suddenly he used a dexterity, turned over unexpectedly, and swiftly pressed Fei Du on the fluffy quilt. Before Fei could react, his wrist was cold. He only heard a "click", his left hand Was handcuffed to the head of the bed.

Luo Wenzhou calmed down his violent heartbeat, and twisted his stiff neck with a stern face: "Be honest."

Fei Du shook his head and his wrists, and the handcuffs made a crisp clashing sound. He laughed improperly: "You plan to be so intense at the beginning?"

The taste of "false seriousness" is indeed the best, well-deserved reputation.

Luo Wenzhou gave him a blank look, grabbed a handful of his messy hair irritably, stood up and shook the quilt, pulled out the quilt held by Fei Du, and wrapped him in threes and fives. A large silkworm chrysalis was removed, and then it flicked on Fei Du's head.

Fei Du: "..."

No, this direction seems a bit wrong.

Luo Wenzhou finished playing his head, and then selflessly patted him through the quilt: "Sleep."

Total Fei never expected that the police officer Luo, who claimed to be framing his nude/photograph, was actually a "true scripture." He seemed to have encountered a state-level protected animal on the street in the downtown area. He was taken aback for a while in shock, and stretched out his hand in disbelief in the handcuffs locked on the bedside: "Luo Wenzhou, you let me sleep like this? "

Of course, Luo Wenzhou didn’t think so. After a while, he walked in again, carrying a hair dryer, turning it on to maximum power, and facing Fei’s “sexy dripping” head, there was a “buzzing” chaos. Blowing, the action is exactly the same as blowing hair on Luo Yiguo after bathing.

Hearing this familiar movement, Luo Yiguo glanced in from the crack of the door, and found that the shoveler was performing "non-cat abuse" on another person. He felt very sad and worried about the next one. When it was his turn, he quickly propped up the mat and ran away quietly.

Fei always got confused by his long hair. He had to eat his hair when he spoke, so he had to shut up.

Luo Wenzhou was a skilled worker doing this. In less than five minutes, he took care of Fei Jingui’s head easily and quickly. He grabbed a handful of it without gentleness and was about to turn the bedside lamp: "This It's okay to go back, go to sleep."

Fei Du quickly stretched out his remaining free hand and grabbed Luo Wenzhou: "Brother, I was wrong, you let me go, I promise not to mess."

Luo Wenzhou looked at him expressionlessly. The TV in the living room was playing back the sketch, and a line for the occasion floated in the door: "They are all foxes for thousands of years, what are you playing with me!" /

Fei Du: "..."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

The two people looked at each other for a while with the weird situation and weird background sound, and finally realized the amusement of the situation and laughed at the same time.

Fei Du lay down on the pillow, dumbfounding—the pillow was very soft, with a sweet smell.

I don't know if Luo Wenzhou spilled some sleep aids on it, or Fei was tired from tossing himself. As soon as he touched the pillow, his eyelids tended to close. He raised a free hand to the soft light of the bedside lamp, half-covered his eyes, and said vaguely: "Then why are you letting me come to your house?"

Luo Wenzhou sat by his bed in silence for a while: "I want to take care of you, can't you?"

Fei Du had a meal, and his eyes that had been almost closed opened silently again: "Didn't you take care of them for two months?"

Luo Wenzhou turned around, put his elbows on his knees, supported his head and looked at him: "Do you think I take care of you because you blocked a bomb for me?"

Without waiting for Fei Du to reply, he slapped Fei Du across the quilt: "You bastard."

Fei Du lightly moved, and the handcuffs on the bedside made a "crack". He wore his hair that was fluffy and soft by Luo Wenzhou, and looked at Luo Wenzhou helplessly, not knowing who was the bastard.

Luo Wenzhou suddenly remembered something and asked: "On the day you went to catch Zheng Kaifeng, what was your'personal question' you wanted to ask me in the car?"

Fei Du thought for a while, put his palm down, and directly covered his eyes: "I forgot to be in the hospital, or I will think about it again. For example...what kind of posture do you like?"

"This was not what you wanted to ask at the time." Luo Wenzhou said affirmatively, and when Fei Du thought he was going to go around this question, Luo Wenzhou actually answered seriously.

He said: "I like the one that can see the face from the front-this kind of question that you will know the answer after a try is too worthless. Mr. Fei, are you so inattentive when you are in business? Closed? How about I give you another chance to trade?"

Team Luo forced to buy and sell. Fei Du did not say good or bad, and was silent for a while under the warm bedside lamp. He said: "Xu Wenchao...it was the kid who kidnapped and murdered the child. He threw the body. The site belongs to a project company under the'Glory Fund'. Because some procedures could not be completed, the project has been delayed, and the site has become a deserted and safe cemetery-you already know this. Let me say something you don’t know. Well, the project book for this project was once sent to Fei Chengyu. He wanted him to inject capital, but Fei Chengyu didn’t do it because he didn’t have a mature profit model."

Fei Chengyu is Fei Du's father, the founder of their family group.

The words "no mature profit model" sounded nothing unusual, but Luo Wenzhou heard something more creepy in Fei Du's tone. He straightened up subconsciously: "Your dad is also in contact with Guangyao Fund?"

"I used to be a very close partner," Fei Du stretched out two fingers, indicating that this is the second question. "I found out after I took over the company. He used to give back to a charity fund owned by Guangyao. I have donated a lot of money. In the early days, the company’s management was not standardized and the accounts were difficult to check. However, according to the information left behind, this Guangyao Fund has a long history and almost no money is made in all the projects that they have cooperated with—"

Luo Wenzhou's eyes twitched.

"I understand Fei Chengyu, who is very greedy, shrewd and cold," Fei Du said slowly, every word seemed to be stuck in his throat, and it was very heavy. "At that time, the investment in some projects The name is ridiculous at first sight, and he will lose at first sight. He will take medicine over and over again. I really don’t believe this."

Luo Wenzhou thought for a moment in silence: "Anything else?"

"Nothing," Fei Du shrugged. "Do you think it is easy for a'young master' to mix in the complex group that he left behind? I just want to check the company's core encrypted files and it took nearly two Year."

There is a stumbling block to strengthen the company.

Fei Du swallowed the last sentence back, pretending to be excited, and sat up against the head of the bed: "It's time for me to ask you. You..."

Luo Wenzhou stretched out his hand to press his lips: "Would you like to think about it? Don't waste any more chances. I really can't remember. I can repeat what we said in the car that day."

Fei Du was silent for a long time. The peachy eyes that seemed to be somewhat frivolous became calm. After a long while, he said: "The first time I met a player who answered questions so positively."

Luo Wenzhou watched Fei Du's eyes tightly.

He could feel that when Fei Du asked him to use * to exchange information, it was not entirely joking. He really wanted to ask something in his heart, but he soon regretted not wanting to say it. It happened to be Zheng Kaifeng’s cargo at the time. The car appeared and gave him a step down--if Fei Du just wanted to make a nasty joke, he could track it while talking, and the situation at the time was not so urgent that there was no time to say a word.

The corners of Fei Du's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Luo Wenzhou waited for a while, his eyes were a little dim, and his voice slowed down: "Okay, or you can tell tomorrow..."

"I wanted to ask..." Fei Du hurriedly spoke, halfway through, and laughed again. "This question is even more boring. If you hadn't asked me to ask, I would have forgotten it - you didn't say, Aren’t you a scumbag who turned your head and suspected the other party just after you confessed? I just wanted to ask, when did you confess, why didn’t I know?"

"You don't know?" Luo Wenzhou raised his eyebrows, "I don't think I'm not very vague. You, someone who is good at digging out other people's punctuation, actually said you don't know?"

"Are you really confused or pretending to be confused, Fei Du," Luo Wenzhou sighed and stroked Fei Du's chin. "You still plan to say, you don't understand why my mother went to the hospital to give you food, right? Wrong?"

Fei Du: "..."

Luo Wenzhou squeezed his chin and asked him to raise his head: "Also, you came with me today, just planning to sleep with me. You never thought about staying with me for a long time, right?"

Fei Du was speechless for a while.

It was clear that he was the first to use his hands and feet. It was his temptation to get in and out on the edge of the mine first. But when someone dragged him in, he was at a loss and instinctively wanted to escape.

But instinctively wanted to run, but didn't want to run in his heart. The two overlapped, and he was in a dilemma for a while, so he had to froze there full of panic.

Luo Wenzhou pinched his other way with a sneer.

Luo Wenzhou said: "You want to be beautiful."

Then he came over with a quilt by himself, threw it beside Fei Du, put a little cotton on Fei Du's handcuffs, and turned off the bedside lamp: "At night, I remembered that I asked me to unlock you and go to bed at night." /