"But I smashed the man, and he got angry with me." Xiao Li has been thinking about this in his heart.

It was he who brought the bridge back to the bridge, the road to the road, and he didn't interact with each other in the future, so that he didn't disgust him.

Ah Sen didn't know whether to talk to him or not, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still spoke, "Xiao Shao, I have been by his side for so many years, Mr. Fu has always been pure-hearted, and it is rare to see him have any warmth, or he is used to being cold, and he is also used to being high, no one dares to touch it, but you are different." ”

"Last time, you came to the castle to question him, and left in a fit of anger, Mr. Fu stayed in your room for a long time, in order to adapt to you, he learned to smoke as a person who can't smoke, and in order not to let you detect his thoughts, he hid a lot."

"He knows that the world, especially your country, rarely accepts same-sex love, so he doesn't dare to cross the line, he takes everything to be good to you, probably as long as you laugh, he is happy."

"And last time, you smashed Anthony's head, not that he was angry with you, but that Anthony is very stingy, and he will repay him, and he is afraid that he will do something to you."

Xiao Li's face became more and more solemn, and he crossed his hands in front of him, "Fu Luo is missing, I'm afraid that Anthony is moving faster than me, you go and check, I don't believe that Brother Luo is dead." ”

"Yes."

After Asen left, Xiao Li lay down in his lounge and rested for a while.

Fu Luo left, the castle and Changfeng needed to be managed, and he was tired to death in the past two days.

In his snort was his clear smell, Xiao Li sniffed, groggy and fell asleep.

In the dream, he had a nightmare.

I dreamed of Fu Luo, lying on a big court bed, he walked over and touched him cold, no matter how he screamed, he couldn't wake up.

Suddenly, a scene shifts, and he is confined to a dilapidated prison, and he sits in a decadent manner and apologizes to him through the fence.

He said: "Xiao Li, I'm sorry, don't come to me, forget about me......"

Almost instantly, he was awake and gasped for breath after sitting up.

The heart pounds.

He made him forget, huh, is it that easy to fucking forget someone?

He received a week of psychotherapy that didn't make him forget, and he Xiao Li was so easy to forget and forget.

"Fu Luo, if you die, Lao Tzu will not let you go!"

Xiao Li slammed his fist on the bed.

He got out of bed and sat back down at his desk, and the assistant put some report stuff on his desk.

Xiao Li was irritable: "Have these been reviewed?" ”

The assistant replied, "Yes." All you need is a final review and signature. ”

Xiao Li looked at it and asked, "Can Fu Luo pay for it?" ”

Assistant: "......"

"Mr. Fu has never lost money."

"Oh, that's what I've been earning, then I'll rest assured, pay him a sum, probably it doesn't matter."

He signed in style.

Then handed it to the assistant, "If Fu Luo comes back, this project is lost, and he will go back on his word, anyway, it is not signed by him, and it will be invalid." ”

Assistant: "......"

How can you be a scoundrel like this?

Xiao Li finished his company's affairs and returned to the castle.

The night is long and silent.

He listened to the wind outside the window, stood in front of the window, and stared at the scenery outside.

Fu Luo was not there, and he instantly felt that something was missing from the castle.

No one is born indebted, but he, invisibly, owes him a lot.

Late at night in London.

Country S is eight or nine o'clock.

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