Don’t Be a Kept Man

Huo Yuanguang still thought that he was hiding well, but he did not know that he secretly embezzled public funds to purchase shares from shareholders privately and bought Zhang Zhiqiang and his wife had long been known by Huo Mingcheng. Now Huo Mingcheng only needs to wait. The longer the time, the more panic the other party will show.

Huo Mingchen is now ordered to live at home and cannot meet Lu Qi often. The two can only make video calls in the room.

Lu Qi's face is very photogenic, because the facial features are very correct, no matter how you look at it, you can't pick out the flaws. The commonly known 360-degree has no dead ends. He came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, his ink hair was slightly damp, and when he suddenly appeared in the camera, Huo Mingchen had to admit that he was handsome.

He sat back a bit so that he could appreciate Lu Qi’s face in all respects. His eyes were aggressive, as if he was looking at his belongings.

"Your family has good genes, do you follow your mother?"

"Ayuan looks like my mother, I may follow my dad."

Lu Qi's father died before he was born. He had never seen him before, and there was no photo at home. Mother Lu had never mentioned a word about him to her two children, and Lu Qi was too lazy to ask.

Huo Mingchen put his chin on again and looked at him closely.

"Did you miss me these days?"

Lu Qi asked back while wiping his hair.

"What do you think?"

Huo Mingchen pointed his finger at his forehead and flicked the computer screen, as if he was the only way to relieve his hatred.

"I don't think you will feel bored until you are alone! Say something nice to make me happy and you will die."

"Aren't you a fool, you can't hear the truth."

Lu Qi leaned slightly, swiping his fingertips across the screen, and stroking the strokes on his lips-this action was so frustrating that he only listened to his low and magnetic voice.

"I'm not lying to you, you should be happy."

The person who is deceived by him usually has no good end. Has the fool on the other side been deceived enough in his life?

Hearing this, Huo Mingchen rubbed his chin for a while, tilted his head to look at him for a long while, and finally blinked and said something irrelevant--

"I want to kiss you."

Lu Qi hooked his fingers,

"Then come here and I will let you kiss you."

"I will be able to go back in a few days when things are done here."

No one knows what abacus Huo Mingchen is making in his heart, maybe apart from Huo Yuanguang, an old fox, he still has other things hidden in his heart, but Lu Qi can't see it for a while.

Huo Mingchen vaguely heard movement downstairs, and didn't know who was back. He got up and locked the door behind him. Only then did he sit back and chatted.

"You said, if you spent the rest of your life with me, how would it feel?"

Lu Qi opened a bag of potato chips and spit out four words in the longing eyes of the other party.

"Life is better than death."

Huo Mingchen was not angry, so he asked again.

"Then what if, I mean what if, what if you are to spend the rest of your life with a man who is richer than me and handsomer than me?"

In the second half of life? That means going to bed with another person, then kissing him, kissing him, and transferring all tolerance and consideration for Huo Mingchen to that person...

After hearing the words, Lu Qi thought about it seriously and found that it was impossible and he was a little resisted, but he always felt that if he said the answer, Huo Mingchen would be very proud, so he avoided talking.

"Wait until you find that person first."

Huo Mingchen has the hard work of Lu Qi for two lifetimes. He will never treat another person like Huo Mingchen. This kind of feeling is very complicated, so complicated that Lu Qi, who has always been curious, can't understand it.

Huo Mingchen laughed when he heard the words, bit his lower lip, raised his eyebrows and looked awkward, with a little sigh in his pride.

"I'm telling you, those who are richer than me are old men. They are handsomer than me, and handsomer than me. Without me, even if they have money, they must be gay."

In summary,

"That kind of person doesn't exist at all, give up your heart, you can only follow me."

Two people create a pair of evils, internal digestion can be regarded as a kind of benefit to society.

The heating was on in the room. Huo Mingchen was only wearing a shirt on his upper body. He seemed to feel a little hot. He unbuttoned the buttons seven or eight, revealing a large white collarbone and chest. He didn't know if he was too tired recently. The thin ones are a bit skinny.

Lu Qi stared at the screen for a long time, and finally determined that the other party was deliberately seduce him. He slowly lifted his eyelids and said nothing. Huo Mingchen bent his leg and put his hand on his knee lazily, with a slight lust. Lifted his chin at him,

"Hmm, do you want to kiss me?"

Like a peacock scratching its head.

"I don't want to."

Even if I thought, I wouldn't say it.

Lu Qi ordered a takeaway in front of Huo Mingchen's noodles, sauce-flavored duck collarbone, and successfully defeated the peacock on the other side, and the other party gave out cruel words gloomily.

"The next time I meet Lao Tzu, I will keep you out of bed for three days!"

"Oh, I'm so scared."

Lu Qi spread out his hands needlessly. This unsalted or indifferent response was a provocation. Huo Mingchen was angry and helpless.

"I never seem to have seen you angry or sad. Are you born like this?"

"Want to see it?"

Lu Qi pulled out a napkin, his eyes were a little red from the duck collarbone.

"I'm crying for you now."

Huo Mingchen mumbled,

"Who wants to see you cry."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the time and found that it was late. He remembered that Lu Qi stayed up all night and had little sleep time. Suddenly he couldn't bear to pull him to continue talking, and said unwillingly.

"It's late, you can rest early."

And exhorted,

"Be sure to sleep before two o'clock in the morning."

Lu Qi drank a glass of cold water and drank his stomach. The five internal organs were cold, and even the spiciness was lightened. He nodded, his voice was gentle, and his black pupils were more than a little softer.

"Well, you should rest soon."

Huo Mingchen seemed to be about to turn off the computer, but he didn't know why, so he leaned over and kissed him across the screen, then he put his cheek to watch him stop talking, and his lips gradually turned red.

Lu Qi smiled so that his eyebrows were bent, so he said in a leisurely manner.

"Did you know that there are a lot of bacteria on the screen?"

Huo Mingchen stared at him, snorted heavily from his nose, then wiped his mouth vigorously with his sleeve, as if it could wipe off the bacteria.

"Forget it, it won't be erased."

Lu Qi seemed to be about to turn off the computer. Huo Mingchen saw him stand up, everyone was out of the screen, but suddenly he came back and kissed the screen.

"Tweet~"

There was a flash of water, and Huo Mingchen didn't even see his face, and Lu Qi quickly went offline.

"Fuck..."

Huo Mingchen cursed dumbfounded, and then suddenly laughed slowly again after a while.

"Men Sao!"

I don't know who it is.

I don't know if it was caused by the stimulation. Uncle Zhang's recovery was faster than expected. After a few days, he could barely speak some words, and moved from the intensive care unit to the general ward. Huo Mingcheng has a special status, and every move is secretly watched. Some things can only be left to Huo Mingchen.

He motioned the nurse out with his eyes and closed the door by the way. Huo Mingchen pulled a chair and sat on the bed with a grin, and smiled.

"Uncle Zhang, how is your body?"

The eyes of the person lying on the hospital bed were dull, his complexion was yellow, his arms and head were bandaged, it was really not good. Uncle Zhang saw that it was him who came, his eyes flashed with a guilty conscience, and his throat intermittently said.

"Thank you...Second Young Master cares...have...had been fine..."

The hospital did not allow smoking. Huo Mingchen could only play with the cigarettes one by one. The brown tobacco dropped all over the place. He looked at Uncle Zhang with a smile.

"It's okay. Your son and daughter-in-law said a few days ago that they would take you back to enjoy Qingfu. He almost didn't lift the roof of the hospital. At that time, you just had an operation and it was difficult to move..."

He said as if thinking of something, he looked down at his watch.

"Ah, I said at the time that they would come to pick you up in seven days. It's almost exactly today."

Uncle Zhang opened his lips when he heard the words, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. There was a cloud of turbid tears in his eye sockets gradually condensing, and finally slowly shed, soaking a small piece of gauze next to the corner of his eye.

Huo Mingchen just didn't see it. Poor people must be hateful. Uncle Zhang is crying on the hospital bed now, but he is just making himself suffer. If Huo Mingcheng had a shortcoming, it would be Huo Mingchen and Elder Huo who were crying now.

He asked abruptly,

"My brother is okay with you?"

Uncle Zhang closed his eyes and couldn't hide his face with shame and pain.

"The chairman... is very good to me... Seeing that I am older, he doesn't dislike me, but takes care of me everywhere..."

Having been with Huo Mingcheng for so long, it was even more **** damn to do this kind of food and drink with the favor of the Huo family.

Huo Mingchen's eyes were invisible for a moment. He closed his eyes and continued to talk slowly and leisurely.

"Uncle Zhang, you've been driving for more than ten years, and you've never had any troubles. How come your car suddenly lost control."

"me……"

When Uncle Zhang heard this, his breathing suddenly rose, and the hand on his side tightened and loosened. He didn't utter a word for a long time. Huo Mingchen raised his eyelids and brought so aggressiveness.

"Say, what happened that day?"

Uncle Zhang stopped talking. He just realized that Huo Mingchen should have known something before asking like this. The warm sunlight outside the window came in, and his heart suddenly felt ashamed.

"I'm sorry for the chairman..."

He only said this sentence, and said nothing.

Huo Mingchen sneered, leaning against the chair, in a relaxed and winning gesture.

"Do you think that if you don't say it, no one knows who instigated it?"

He threw a recording pen on the table, and a conversation that came out of it turned Zhang Shu’s dead heart into embers.

"It was the little **** Chen Liandong who instigated me. He asked me to take Dad back, and then... Then he said don’t let him live for too long, he would give me a sum of money to help me pay off my gambling debts after it’s done. , It’s really nothing to do with me, please don’t send me into the game! I’m kowtow to you!!"

Accompanied by Zhang Zhiqiang's tears and crying, Uncle Zhang suddenly opened his mouth, his chest undulating, and shouted hoarsely.

"This! This **** thing--!"

Huo Mingchen turned off the recorder and looked at him in his spare time, his eyes were cold, without mercy.

"You know, only the mouth of a dead person can't speak."

"Even if you didn't die in that car accident, you will die in his hands sooner or later."

The clocks on the wall are still walking ticking, accompanied by Huo Mingchen’s kindly reminding voice, it is tantamount to a reminder,

"In one hour, your good son will pick you up and leave the hospital."