The plane crashed and fell into the virgin forest. He Sizheng gritted his teeth because he had to go back alive——
For that squeamish pretty little fool.
"Husband, when are you going to take a shower?"
Fang Lun was wearing an apron and a maid uniform with layers upon layers, and her waist was narrowed by a bow tie, like a sweet and delicious little cake.
Even though he was covered in injuries, He Sizheng couldn't help but twitch his Adam's apple.
Just as he was about to answer, a strange male voice sounded: "Baby, don't worry."
He Sizheng:? ?
The divorce agreement was drawn up that night.
It was no use how long Fang Lun cried.
"Just leave! But you are not allowed to leave until your new husband arrives at work!"
Only then did He Sizheng realize that he was just the guardian designated by Mr. Fang.
What the young master needs is the identity of a husband.
As for the choice - it doesn't matter at all.
"Okay, you want a husband, right?"
He Sizheng loosened his tie and his eyes became colder.
"I'll help you choose it myself."
Mommy boy, control freak, cheapskate, Neptune...
Fang Lun was exhausted by the continuous bizarre blind dates. Finally, after a certain date, he got into He Shizheng's car and sobbed with red eyes.
"They... Are so scary."
He Sizheng slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with an indifferent tone.
"I told you before, no one can stand you except me."
Fang Lun stubbornly refused to believe in evil, but every blind date ended in failure.
The new blind date failed again, and he was frustrated.
The blind date said goodbye politely and turned towards a black luxury car on the side of the road.
The car window lowered, revealing He Sizheng's stern face.
"Boss, I've finished the performance as you requested."
"——The balance payment should be made through the company account?"
Fang Lun finally got angry and threw the blind date information on He Sizheng's face.
"I regard you as my husband, but you dare to play tricks on me!"
While the pages were flying, He Sizheng grabbed his wrist and pushed him down on the desk:
"Want to find a new husband? At least learn how to please a man first."
"I'll teach you."
*
Ten minutes before the morning meeting.
Fang Lun wore He Si Zheng's shirt and got under the desk, his fingers wandering between the seams of his trousers.
The pen that suddenly fell rolled to the side of his legs, and a suppressed gasp came from above his head.
"Who did you learn this from?"
"You."
Fang Lun pressed against the inside of his knee, "Hubby, the method you taught me... Seems to be only effective for you."
[Straight is an attitude towards life· Attack x I cried, I pretended· Accepted]
Reading Guide
1. Shuangjie HE, 1v1, the blind date is not considered cannon fodder, but it is not impossible.
Intention: Slowly understand love
