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Chapter 37

Fang Youzhong's face changed, and seeing Zheng Zhi's expression that completely lost his will to live, he said with a little worry, "The airport notified you? Could it be that you made a mistake?"

"How could it be a mistake?" Zheng Zhihe smiled, God knows he was the one who sent them to that flight in person, when he saw the flight serial number of the accidental plane on the news when he flew in later, he felt powerless He started to dial Zheng Shouyi's phone frantically, but the phone was turned off.

But the reminder at the airport...?Zheng Zhi looked at the mobile phone that he smashed to pieces on the ground, and the fixed line that he had thrown to the other side, and seemed to have some hope, but Zheng Zhi didn't dare to have that kind of hope. Hope, the result is even more disappointing.

"Zheng Zhi..." Fang Youzhong really didn't know how to comfort others.

Zheng Zhi sat up, didn't care whether his upper body was naked or not, and looked at the floor with half-closed eyes: "If it wasn't for me...and you," he looked up at Fang Youzhong, and suddenly took a deep breath: "I guess they also I won’t say on a whim that I’m going to France for my honeymoon and relax.”

"Actually, it's not just a whim. It will take some time to get the visa, Zheng Zhi." Fang Youzhong disagreed, squatting halfway beside Zheng Zhi: "Don't take these things on yourself."

Zheng Zhi was startled, then smiled wryly: "You really know me fucking, Fang Youzhong."

"Then... what do you do now?"

"What else can I do?" Zheng Zhi let go of Fang Youzhong's hand, and threw himself on the sofa again, looking at the large chandelier on the ceiling, his eyes narrowed but became moist at the same time.

"They fell into the sea, and they didn't even get their bodies out."

Fang Youzhong choked for breath, but suddenly held Zheng Zhi's wrist with his backhand, Zheng Zhi looked at him, and Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi with that expression, as if he had felt this pain a long time ago.

In the end, Fang Youzhong could only squeeze out two words: "Sorry."

Zheng Zhi smiled slightly, but the amount of the smile was negative. He sighed and no longer pretended the pain in his heart: "Sorry for what you said, I haven't said thank you to you yet."

He forced himself to joke: "Without you, I might have died."

But that smile was really ugly, Fang Youzhong looked at that smile for a moment and didn't know if his literary accent was overflowing, he said: "Zheng Zhi, actually I don't mind if you cry, if you don't cry at this time , I really despise you."

The whites of Zheng Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he heard him say: "...shut up, Fang Youzhong." After saying this, he turned his head away, but from the body that tried to hold back the trembling, Fang Youzhong knew how uncomfortable Zheng Zhi was. .

Fang Youzhong retracted his eyebrows, and didn't know how to comfort Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi sighed: "Leave me alone."

But as soon as Zheng Zhi's words came out, Fang Youzhong knew that he really couldn't just leave Zheng Zhi alone like this. According to Fang Youzhong's experience in picking up girls, often when his partner said this, it was actually the time when he needed someone the most.

Fang Youzhong gripped Zheng Zhi's wrist even tighter, then pulled Zheng Zhi down, and held Zheng Zhi in his arms. He pursed his lips, and his voice was suppressed and low: "Zheng Zhi, cry out, would be better."

Zheng Zhi just suppressed his bloodshot eyes, and was hugged fiercely by Fang Youzhong dumbly.

Fang Youzhong knew that now must be an opportunity for Zheng Zhi to quickly fall into his control, but this kind of opportunity really made Fang Youzhong a little embarrassed, but forced by his own desire, Fang Youzhong still spoke.

Fang Youzhong said: "It's okay, isn't there me?"

Zheng Zhi with a hoarse voice disagreed: "What's the use of having you?" He barely held back the soreness in his nasal cavity, and said in a smiling voice: "Could it be that you can stay with me forever?"

"If you want." Fang Youzhong tried to make his voice sound sincere, but when he said it, he realized that he didn't need to pretend at all, everything was so smooth.

Perhaps he has long been obsessed with Zheng Zhi?Fang Youzhong didn't know.

Zheng Zhi didn't feel that Fang Youzhong could have any feelings for him at all. He pushed Fang Youzhong away, straightened his body, and then looked at Fang Youzhong very calmly: "You are just a charity, Fang Youzhong."

"If I say, this is not charity? Zheng Zhi." Fang Youzhong half-kneeled on the ground, looking up at Zheng Zhi: "If I say, in fact, I have already had the idea of ​​wanting to take you fiercely?"

Zheng Zhi looked at Fang Youzhong and didn't know how to describe the feeling of hunger in his heart, so he could only say, "Are you really fucking deceiving me as a three-year-old girl? Fang Youzhong's classmate." But then he smiled: " However, to be able to do this, I, Zheng Zhi, have a friend like you, so it's worth it."

Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi's gradually calming expression and his eyes gradually recovering, and thought to himself that as long as there is someone to accompany him to vent, human beings can really cheer up.

Fang Youzhong, whose posture remained unchanged, looked at Zheng Zhi: "Actually, Zheng Zhi, smiling may not bring you good luck, but if you smile, you won't die, will you?"

"Besides, you haven't received the notification from the airport, have you?" Fang Youzhong looked at the mobile phone and fixed line that he smashed to pieces on the ground, and said, "When you don't get a clear answer, don't ask me to give you an answer." give up."

Zheng Zhi touched his nose and said, "Even if it is, it doesn't matter, I will live as they said, live a good life, and live a very comfortable life."

But after saying that, he suddenly sneezed.

Fang Youzhong stood up, pushed him back on the sofa, and while pulling the quilt on him, he picked up the towel that fell on the sofa and threw it back into the basin: "I don't know how long you slept, But student Zheng Zhi, are you really not hungry?"

How could Zheng Zhi not be hungry, in fact his stomach was beating, but seeing Fang Youzhong's turning around, his brain hadn't reacted yet, his body instinctively grasped Fang Youzhong's hand.

Zheng Zhi pursed his lips: "What you just said...is it true?"

Fang Youzhong turned around and looked at him, looking at the look in Zheng Zhi's eyes that seemed to urgently need to regain warmth, he didn't show any smile, on the contrary, he looked at Zheng Zhi very seriously.

Then he knelt on the sofa with one leg and looked down at Zheng Zhi who was pushed onto the back of the sofa with a slightly condescending look. His forehead just pressed against Zheng Zhi's forehead which was obviously still hot, and his breath intertwined with each other. Looking at Zheng Zhi: "What do you think? Zheng Zhi, is what I said true or false?"

Zheng Zhi swallowed, he didn't know if it was because of the fever or what, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, but before he had time to say anything, Fang Youzhong's lips had already landed on his lips.

Compared with his hot lips, Fang Youzhong's lips looked a little cold. After being so stimulated, Zheng Zhi raised his hand to press Fang Youzhong's neck down even more, and then began to roll around Fang Youzhong furiously.

Fang Youzhong has been watching Zheng Zhi's actions, he can only secretly sigh that Zheng Zhi is turning grief and anger into sexual desire?

But his fingers walking on Zheng Zhi's body are not slow at all, exploring his hot body bit by bit, savoring the explosive vitality under Zheng Zhi's tight skin, and at the same time His own legs were embedded in the legs of Zheng Zhi, who had already been stripped of the quilt by him, and his whole body was naked.

But at this moment, Zheng Zhi was obviously a little wilted, and he pushed him away not long after kissing.

Fang Youzhong, who didn't care about being pushed away by Zheng Zhi, breathed messily, and then leaned forward to lick Zheng Zhi's red and swollen lips, his eyes were deep.

Zheng Zhi pressed his face: "Fang Youzhong, you really..."

"Yes, I was bent by you, Zheng Zhi."

The author has something to say: Fang Youzhong: I was bent by you, Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi: Wasn't that something you... had premeditated?