Fu Hangce stopped talking with color on the corner of his mouth, and the more he looked at the extremely beautiful and enchanting Yu Yanzheng, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Hangce frowned and asked.

Yu Yanzheng replied with a lack of interest: "It's okay." ”

It's strange, as soon as he heard Yu Yanzheng's hoarse voice, Fu Hangce didn't believe him.

"Is the wound infected?"

Yu Yanzheng narrowed his eyes: "It's none of your business, what's the matter?" ”

Fu Hangce snorted, obviously holding on, he raised the handbag in his hand: "Send you moon cakes." ”

Yu Yanzheng blushed and looked at him with disdain.

Fu Hangce pushed the door: "Let me in." ”

Yu Yanzheng turned around and walked into the house.

Fu Hangce sneered and lowered his hand, it seems that his shots yesterday were not in vain.

Consciously turned over a pair of shoes in the entryway, like guest home shoes, three rows of the same shoes, took out a pair casually, and Fu Hangce unceremoniously changed it.

The two of them sat down on the couch.

Fu Hangce put down the moon cakes ruffianly: "Handmade moon cakes, they taste very good." ”

Yu Yanzheng lifted his eyelids.

Fu Hangce saw his unsteady breath, and he could really hold on: "I'll pour you a glass of water." ”

Yu Yanzheng frowned.

Fu Hangce had already walked to the kitchen out of sight.

Wait until he poured two glasses of warm water.

Yu Yanzheng asked impatiently: "If you don't say anything, just leave." ”

Fu Hangce consciously sat on the sofa on his right: "Can you help me find Rong Qing?" ”

"I can't." Yu Yanzheng refused.

Fu Hangce sat up straight: "Why." ”

Yu Yanzheng's voice was deep: "I'm not familiar." ”

Fu Hangce looked at him: "Jiang Xiao said that Rong Qing wanted to take you with him yesterday." ”

Yu Yanzheng's peach blossom eyes were gloomy: "I don't know." ”

Damn, he opened his eyes and said nonsense, and after looking at Yu Yanzheng's blushing face, Fu Hangce frowned and asked, "Do you want me to take you to the hospital." ”

Yu Yanzheng still cherishes words like gold: "No." ”

"Is this still hard?" Fu Hangce looked unhappy.

Yu Yanzheng didn't speak.

Fu Hangce snorted and asked, "What do you think are the chances of Jiang Xiao's subordinate Qi Lin surviving at Rong Qing's hands?" ”

"Zero." Yu Yanzheng's eyes were blunt.

Fu Hangce clenched his hands.

Yu Yanzheng looked at him: "He didn't do it on the spot, he may still have a hand." ”

Fu Hangce lowered his voice: "Help me come out once, I owe you a favor." ”

Yu Yanzheng looked at him with a low fever, thought of Ni Yao's other identity, and asked, "Can you do anything?" ”

Fu Hangce glared angrily at Yu Yanzheng, who took advantage of the fire to rob the glamorous and scorching Yu Yanzheng: "On the principle of killing-people-arson-fire." ”

Yu Yanzheng looked at him, already close to his bottom line: "Okay." ”

Damn, Fu Hangce reminded him: "Don't play with fire." ”

Yu Yanzheng ignored him: "Ahem." "Peach blossom eyes are red and heavy.

Fu Hangce stood up: "How long do you want to hold on?" ”

"You don't have to."

Damn, he's in charge, and he has a lot of responsibility for being shot in the dog.

Fu Hangce was about to use Ni Yao to stimulate Yu Yanzheng.

"Jingle bells." "Jingle bells." The doorbell rang again.

Fu Hangce put his hand in his trouser pocket: "It seems that the person who cares about you is here." ”

Yu Yanzheng looked at Fu Hangce coldly.

Fu Hangce snorted coldly, this skin: "I'll help you open the door." ”

As soon as Fu Hangce opened the door, Qi Tianyu and Jing Qi were shocked.

Jing Qi was surprised that the door opened so quickly.

Qi Tianyu and Fu Hangce looked at each other, and the two of them had colors hanging in the same direction on their faces, but Fu Hangce was much more serious.

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"Ho."

Qi Qianyu licked his teeth: "Why are you here, what kind of heart do you have?" ”

Fu Hangce was not angry or annoyed, and said in a dragging manner: "Kind." ”

"What a fart."