Strategy to Attack the System

When he is busy, Jiang Fu eats irregularly, so he instructs the maid to prepare the meal regularly and put it away. When he eats, he heats himself up. (((Cartino Novel Network www.ltnovel.com)))

When Yuan Chen walked into the small kitchen, Jiang Fu was chewing on a snack, waiting for the meal to heat up. Although the western-style stove he bought was not as advanced as Starcraft's equipment, it was also very convenient.

Yuan Chen's voice rang from behind.

"How long have you known about Vice Cheng?"

Jiang Fu stared at the hot Western-style stove without lifting his head, chewing on the snack and said vaguely.

"About two years ago, I originally planned to wait and pierce him again, because I am now understaffed and I am not sure that I can completely knock him down. But now that you are here, it's fine. I don't have to worry about anything."

The trust and dependence in his words made Yuan Chen bend his lips. He walked to Jiang Fu and hugged his pliable waist, and said with regret.

"Originally, I wanted to settle the matter of Vice Cheng first, as a gift to you, what a pity."

"Come on, if you don't torture people half to death, it's a gift to me."

Jiang Fu casually said that based on his understanding of Yuan Chen, how could he not mind that Cheng Fu had been watching him near the water for so many years.

Although Vice Cheng did not dare to do anything, Yuan Chen was dissatisfied to tolerate such a person staying beside Jiang Fu.

The food in the Western-style stove was hot, Yuan Chen passed him and brought out the slightly hot dishes, Jiang Fu wiped the debris from his mouth, took two sets of bowls and chopsticks and followed him.

"Let's eat together."

Yuan Chen Yiyan sat across from him, and suddenly asked after a few seconds of silence.

"Who is Du Qi?"

really.

Jiang Fu tried to describe Du Qi's existence very plainly. He said casually while picking up dishes.

"It's one of those upstarts who has troubled me several times."

"for example?"

"For example, when I was out on errands, I suddenly pulled me out for a drink, and then secretly towed my car away, taking the opportunity to send me back, etc."

Yuan Chen's face sank, put down his chopsticks and stared at him and continued to ask.

"anything else?"

Jiang Fu was inexplicably guilty by his sharp gaze. He tried to pretend to be troubled and unable to remember, chewing food to talk about him.

"I don't even remember, and it's not an important person. I have a really bad memory."

Yuan Chen didn't speak, and suddenly stood up after sitting for a while.

Jiang Fu asked subconsciously.

"where are you going?"

Yuan Chen replied calmly.

"I'm not familiar with the contacts here, so I just interspersed with the staff and went to find out the news."

Jiang Fu's scalp numb when he heard it, he suddenly got up and took Yuan Chen's arm, staring at him and commanded.

"Sit down for me! Now you are obediently eating and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Yuan Chen pressed his lips tightly and looked at him unhappy.

Jiang Fu sighed helplessly, and had to explain it honestly.

"It's really nothing big, just that he touched me several times, but I beat him back severely."

Young and beautiful people are naturally easy to be loved, and when they are crowned with big names, they become more and more invincible. Such an elusive look will only make people grow ridiculously longing for those who are superior. Crushed in the palm of the hand wantonly play.

But Jiang Fu had resisted alone in Beicheng for so long, and it was not just Du Qi who was all around him.

Yuan Chen frowned slightly, as if he especially cared about the years he was unable to accompany Jiang Fu in the past few years, so he felt extremely repulsive and jealous of those who took the opportunity to get to Jiang Fu.

Looking at his increasingly ugly expression, Jiang Fu hurriedly pulled his sleeves.

"Big deal next time you go with me, no one would dare to disturb me if you were there."

Yuan Chen's unyielding expression was wrapped in unconcealable self-blame. He hugged Jiang Fu sullenly, and kissed him on his white neck. His low, hot nose concealed his long and deep longing.

"Second Lord, can I hold you?"

Without Jiang Fu's permission, he didn't have any extra actions, but the obvious expectation was hot.

Jiang Fu hesitated, his gaze passed him to the western-style clock in the seating area. It was already half past one in the afternoon. The sky outside was blue and white. Through the hollowed-out windows, you could see Yuan Chen's men guarding the door. Straight back.

Unfamiliar, but at ease.

Jiang Fu pushed him gently, and muttered softly as he watched his suddenly lost face.

"At least let me eat first."

After realizing the indulgence in his words, Yuan Chen was stunned.

His request was absurd and surpassing, but he tentatively revealed an inch of sharp claws deep in his heart, but what he got was unconditional indulgence.

No, you can't do this.

The more you indulge me, I will only get into it and ask you more greedily until I completely eat you bite by bite.

The sky in the north city settled very early, and the thin twilight slowly shed like scattered egg yolks, and the diluted orange exuded the soft warmth as thin as cicada wings, which stretched into the whole city.

The black car coming outside Wen's mansion was stopped, and the rear-seat window lowered to reveal a gentle face. He looked at the strange guard intercepted by the black-lacquered carved door in confusion, and asked politely.

"Is the second master inside?"

Unlike in the past, people will answer honestly, and the hard-line guards will interrogate them as usual.

"May I ask what your name is? I'll go in and ask for you."

The face of the man in the back seat sank slightly, but he still replied.

"Du Qi."

The guard turned and walked into the mansion. Du Qi looked at the mansion with a completely different atmosphere through the car window, his expression flashing suspiciously, and then he politely asked another guard at the door.

"Did the second master have a new batch of guards? This little brother, I don't seem to have seen you before."

The guard replied with a firm face, neither humble nor humble.

"I just transferred here. It's normal if my husband hasn't seen me."

Du Qi nodded, an extra layer of disapproval between his brows.

He has been to this mansion many times, although every time he was stopped by someone sent by Jiang Fu, sometimes he can enter the mansion grandiosely after being stuffed into the mansion by the guard.

Although Erye would replace the guards who were bribed/bribered later, no matter how loyal the guards were, they couldn't stand the temptation of money. This time he didn't need to say that the clever driver had already gone to Sai Dayang.

Only unexpectedly, the guard refused with expressionless expression, and looked like an impenetrable iron wall without saying a word.

The driver said good things to the guards for a long time without success, so he ran back sweating profusely to inform Du Qi.

Du Qi's face sank, grabbed Dayang and got out of the car and walked in front of the guard, then patted him on the shoulder politely, and said with a gentle smile.

"My second master and I are good friends. He is a very short-term man, so he sometimes deliberately plays such tricks. You guards are very hard, and I will treat you for him."

Hearing this, the guard raised his eyes and glanced at him and asked actively.

"Are you and Erye good friends?"

"Yes."

Du Qi unilaterally admitted without hesitation.

The guard said nothing.

The guard who entered the door just now walked out of the mansion, but there was a handsome man with long legs in front of him.

Du Qi entangled Jiang Fu for so long and had never seen a young man other than Cheng Fu in his mansion, so he never cared much.

Now suddenly there was someone who could enter and leave the mansion at will, and it could even be said to be a well-matched opponent, and he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

"You are Du Qi?"

The man took the lead to ask him, his faint tone revealed a natural superior posture.

Du Qi is also an upstart in Beicheng anyway. In the past, he was used to the kindness and politeness of others. The first time he encountered such a straightforward interrogation, he was dumb for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. Sven's face showed some unpleasantness. Annoyed.

"Who are you? Second master, I have something to tell him."

He went straight past the man and walked inward for himself. The man didn't move, and the guard on the side had stepped forward neatly and blocked Du Qi's path, which was tall and solid like an impenetrable wall.

"I and Erye are friends! Who dares to stop me!"

The man had a meal and repeated his words with a smile.

"You and Erye are friends?"

Just now, Du Qisai Dayang's guard walked to the man's side in small steps and whispered a few words in his ear.

After listening, the man's eyes fell into the ocean in Du Qi's hand, revealing undisguised mockery.

Suddenly, Du Qi felt embarrassed. He subconsciously covered Da Yang with his sleeves, and rushed to the man to speak harshly.

"It was the second master who invited me to come, you guys who don't wink, get out of me!"

The man lowered his eyes slightly because of his height, and his force was like a huge rock over the top. Du Qi wanted to retreat and escape in an instant, and this was an instinctive fear in front of the stronger.

His face suddenly turned pale, but he heard the man whisper.

"Second Lord is very tired now, and I don't have the strength to see you."

"Tired? What did he do?"

The Jiang Fu Du Qi saw was always calm and calm, and he rarely showed his fatigue. In the past, even if he was disturbed by Du Qi, Jiang Fu would coldly let him roll through the black lacquered carved door. .

But Du Qi didn't mind, as long as he could see Jiang Fu, he would be satisfied, but now not only did he not show up, but he was so tired that he didn't even have the time to see people.

As if deliberately led him to ask here, a subtle smile slowly appeared on the man's face, like a mockery of disdain, and like a triumphant demonstration.

Only the two of them could hear the low voice.

"Second Lord, he is now my stuff inside and out. From afternoon to evening, how can you say he is not tired."

Du Qi was stunned for several minutes before he suddenly reacted. The shock and anger on his face were mixed with the unwillingness to be snatched away, as if the delicious pastry that had been drooling for a long time had been secretly bitten by someone.

His face was almost distorted, his chest was violently ups and downs with anger, and the words squeezed out of his teeth trembled, wishing to cut the man thousands of times.

"You beast! You dare to take advantage of my absence"

"you are wrong."

The man's face changed in an instant, he grabbed Du Qi's neckline tightly, and said every word.

"Second Lord is mine, what kind of thing are you."

After speaking, he pushed Du Qi to the side lightly, and then looked at him who was almost staggered and fell, and coldly ordered the guards in front of him.

"Next time he dares to come over and disturb the second master, he will break his leg."

The guard responded without hesitation, and then stared at Du Qi blankly, as if a lifeless puppet strictly enforced the master's order, it was really hostile and murderous.

Du Qi stared at the man bitterly for a long time, then shivered all over and pushed the frightened driver away, and said angrily as he got into the car.

"You wait for me!"

The black car ran away quickly, and the man sneered and turned his head to order.

"From now on, no matter who comes, stop, and don't disturb the second master when you tell me."

"Yes."

When I opened the door, the strong smell in the bedroom hadn't completely dissipated, as if it was filled with every inch of air between the wings of the nose, making people feel like a drum, and wanting.

The slightly bulged quilt showed a bit of dark messy hair, which was poking out anxiously.

Yuan Chen walked over and pulled the quilt down, leaned over and kissed the red corner of Jiang Fu's tears, and asked warmly.

"what happened?"

Jiang Fu opened his eyes in a daze and looked at him, his jet-black eyes were soggy, as if the beautiful obsidian could not cover the brilliance even if it got wet.

The little voice was soft and soft, with a hoarse nasal sound like acting like a baby.

"I heard someone coming outside, who is it?"

"Just a person asking for directions."

Yuan Chen rubbed his sweaty wet temples and naturally changed the subject.

"Is there anything uncomfortable, can I rub it for you?"

Before Jiang Fu could answer, his hands had already penetrated under the quilt, kneading his flexible waist lightly or heavily.

Jiang Fu rubbed the soft pillow, muttered a muffled grunt, his frowning eyebrows gradually expanded after a moment, and then he narrowed comfortably.

After a while, he stretched out a hand from under the quilt, gently tugged Yuan Chen's sleeve, and said.

"I'm hungry."

Yuan Chenen let out a cry, touched his cheek, and said softly apologetically.

"But I can only have porridge tonight, what I want to eat tomorrow."

Jiang Fu was a little unhappy, but still sullenly responded.

After thinking about it, he warned again with a stern face.

"Today is the first time I forgive you, but you are not allowed to do this again in the future, I'm so tired."

Yuan Chen couldn't help laughing, and said jokingly.

"Obviously I'm doing my best. Where is Orange Tired?"

Jiang Fu's face flushed slightly, then he glared at him vigorously, gritted his teeth and muttered.

"You bad guy taking advantage of others."

When he was halfway there, Yuan Chen suddenly remembered what Jiang Fu had said a long time ago, so he immediately coaxed him to name another unknown name.

Jiang Fu's crying entire face was wet, and his trembling nails were on his back, intermittently scolding him for taking advantage of others.

Yuan Chen just asked gently.

"Aren't you happy?"

Actually I have another name, no one has ever called it. Do you want to know?

miss you.

If you want to know, you have to work **** your own. Let me tell you if I am happy.

Jiang Fu really had no choice but to whimper and scold him while grumbling out the secret name of Yuan Chen's dream.

Orange orange.

It turned out to be my orange.

The ultimate pleasure is like the trembling feeling that the soul finds the perfect fit, wishing to crush the beloved person into his own bones and blood, and never separate.