The Strategy of Courting The Straight Boss

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Fan fangting remembered that he was still angry with fan Fangcheng before, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

When he saw the bruise on his face, he felt heartache again in his eyes and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"Chengcheng, does it hurt?"

Fan Fangcheng ducked his hand, got up in silence and went out.

Fan fangting's hands were stiff in the air.

It took a long time to collect it.

With his head on his chin, he had no ferocity in a fight. His mouth was pursed, and his expression and voice were chubby.

"I've been fighting for you to the police station. I'm still angry Fan GUI, Fang Cheng

The door opened again with a creak.

Fan Fangcheng came in with medicinal wine and cotton swab, and skillfully began to give him medicine.

"Who did you fight with? There were so many people at that time, couldn't the race be over? It's just that we've got so much trouble to let our parents wipe our ass. If we didn't have some money in our family, what would you do in the future if you left a record about it? "

The tone was cold and indifferent, but it made fan fangting's heart melt warm just now.

He snorted and muttered, "who asked him to push you? I can't bear to move a finger of yours

"Push it. What's wrong? It's not a piece of meat. "

"No way!"

Thinking of fan Fangcheng's frown when he was pushed to the ground, fan fangting's heart "rubbed" a ball of fire, staring round his eyes.

The next second, but again "ouch ouch" to call up.

"Fan Fangcheng, can't you start lightly? Murder your brother

Fan fangting's arrogance was immediately extinguished by a light glance from the opposite person.

The one meter eight big man sat on the bed with his legs bent, curled up like a big dog, obediently allowing fan Fangcheng to take medicine.

Fan Fangcheng does not like to exercise at ordinary times, his arms are very thin, almost no muscle, and his skin is very white. This is in sharp contrast to fan fangting's dark, muscular arm.

His black eyelashes, which were as black as crow feather, hung quietly and pursed his lips slightly, which reminded fan fangting of the time when he was working on the topic.

The same expression, the same seriousness.

The room was so quiet that only two people could breathe.

At this moment, those secret thoughts hidden in the bottom of my heart that did not dare to publicize them to the public came out quietly, which made fan fangting's breath a little short.

He looked down at him with a greedy, almost different temperament.

Eyelashes, nose, mouth

"Fan fangting."

The black eyes suddenly raised.

Fan fangting, like a child who was found guilty, immediately turned away his eyes, and his voice rose several times because of his guilty heart.

"For what?"

After a moment's silence, fan Fangcheng's voice softened.

"Don't get hurt again, OK?"

Fan fangting was stunned.

When he looked up again, fan Fangcheng had already left the room with medicinal wine.

[Ding, fan fangting's popularity increased by 2 points, and now it's 94 points. 】

after returning to his room, Jiang Yan was so angry that he threw himself on the bed and beat his pillow.

"How can the popularity be improved by two points? It's not scientific! "

What else do you want? Besides, the starting point of this mission world's popularity is high, and it's not so easy to improve. 】

Jiang Yan sighed melancholy and rolled on the bed as if venting.

After a while, he suddenly said, "888, what do you think of Ricky?"

[he looks very handsome -]

as soon as he finished, 888 suddenly realized something and became alert: [wait, why do you ask this? 】

however, with a smile, Jiang Yan buried himself in the quilt and stopped talking.