The Villain CEO Always Mooches My Melons Ch. 42

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The three people who were having group s** in the back garden suddenly stopped, and a bit of panic flashed across their faces.

Seeing that the three of them had noticed this, Fu Qingchen quickly picked up Zheng Yifei, who was still recording, with his left hand, and An Xia, who was screaming in his heart, with his right hand, and ran out of the reception room with his long legs.

When Chen Bei and the others pushed open the wooden door and walked into the reception room, they only saw a table of uneaten desserts and a glass that had fallen on the ground, but the people in the reception room had disappeared.

The three of them were uneasy, and after putting on their clothes, they hurriedly left the back garden.

Fu Qingchen ran a long way with An Xia and Zheng Yifei, and was relieved when he saw that no one was chasing them.

But just as he was about to slow down, he heard An Xia broadcast the latest news in real time.

[Hey! Bai Shunan is at the next corner! Fu Qingchen will meet love at the corner if he walks a few more steps!]

Ptooey!

F*ck with meeting love at the corner!

Fu Qingchen took a deep breath, turned his heels, and took the two of them to turn 180 degrees, carrying An Xia and Zheng Yifei and running in another direction.

He was very tall, and An Xia was almost half-lifted by him.

1.9 meters and 1.8 meters...

Bai Shunan felt a flash in front of his eyes as soon as he walked out of the corner. A person with an awkward posture was carrying two people with even more awkward postures, and they were walking quickly out of the corridor.

He must have missed Fu Qingchen too much, otherwise why would he think that a stupid weirdo looked like Fu Qingchen.

Fu Qingchen was agile and ran away from Bai Shunan's sight with An Xia and Zheng Yifei.

Zheng Yifei had been fighting poachers in the African savannah for many years, so her physical strength was naturally not a problem. Only An Xia, a corporate slave, was stumbling.

In order to make himself walk faster, Fu Qingchen even carried the "burden" An Xia on his shoulders halfway.

After making sure that Bai Shunan was not chasing him again, Fu Qingchen finally put his heart at ease.

An Xia had been dizzy and nauseous on the way.

[...why do I seem to see my grandmother on the other side of the river waving at me?]

Be careful, your 100-year-old grandma was still alive.

A few days ago, he heard her call to ask An Xia when he plan to go home for the New Year this year.

An Xia's feet finally landed in the air, but he fell back into Fu Qingchen's arms with his knees soft before he could stand firmly.

Xiao Fu was always a particular alpha. He would not let strangers smell his pheromones easily. Sometimes he liked to spray some perfume to cover up his pheromones.

All his perfumes were personally selected and purchased by An Xia.

Buy a dozen at a time, and buy enough for Fu Qingchen for a year at one time.

An Xia buried his head in his chest and sniffed hard. The familiar smell made him feel at ease.

[That's the smell! Less spicy, more meat and less vegetables, and it's best to add two eggs!]

Fu Qingchen: ...

Was there a possibility that this was the smell of the half egg-filled pancake in my arms!

But although he was complaining about An Xia in his heart, his two arms locked the still dizzy An Xia tightly in his arms.

Zheng Yifei, who finally posted all the videos, just looked up and saw two grown men "hugging each other tightly" in front of her.

Miss Zheng smiled evilly, "I didn't know you had such a tender side."

"Not really."

Fu Qingchen had a blank expression on his face, turned around and showed Zheng Yifei the wrinkled collar on his chest that had been grabbed by An Xia, "It's not that I didn't struggle, it's that his grip was too strong."

As he spoke, a trace of hidden pain suddenly flashed across Fu Qingchen's face.

"...he seemed to have pinched my flesh."

An Xia's grip was so strong that he could make Mr. Fu cry out in pain.

Zheng Yifei hurriedly pulled An Xia off Fu Qingchen.

But An Xia, who was already dizzy, burst out with amazing potential at this moment.

The more Zheng Yifei pulled, the tighter he stuck to Fu Qingchen.

Fu Qingchen, who was acting as a human pillow, gradually became numb. At this moment, An Xia had used both hands and feet to hang on him like a sloth.

An Xia frowned and said nothing, but his inner voice was like thunder.

[Ahhhhhhhh! I finally saw a live ATM machine, no one can tear me away from it!]

Mr. Fu, who had been reduced from a boss to an ATM, smiled slightly.

Heartbroken... The real heartbreak was not to make a fuss...

The real disappointment was not to burst into tears...

"Alipay received: 500,000 Yuan."

Huh?!

Rich!

An Xia, who had already played the third round of mahjong with his grandmother, immediately widened his eyes, and his confused mind became clear.

Winning 500,000 Yuan in mahjong, when did his grandmother become so generous?

He quickly took out his mobile phone and saw that the transferor was XXchen.

...ah, it turned out to be his boss who didn't like to treat money as money.

"Have you seen enough? Secretary An."

A low and magnetic voice came from above his head, and An Xia's scalp was numb from the sexy bubbling sound.

When he looked over, it was the boss looking down at him.

It was not until he felt the warmth under his body that An Xia realized how indecent his and Fu Qingchen's posture was.

To be precise, he was forcibly hanging on Mr. Fu and not letting go.

How embarrassing, haha.

An Xia used all his strength to force a flattering smile, racking his brains to think of the most relaxing words he could think of, "Mr. Fu, your double chin is so handsome."

Fu Qingchen narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue.

"Pfft..."

Zheng Yifei, who was watching, finally covered her mouth and burst into laughter.

[In short, the responsibility for this matter is definitely not on me! If you want to blame someone, blame this d*mn plot for going too far.]

At a certain time point that An Xia didn't know, the direction of the plot had already run wild like a wild horse without looking back.

Fu Qingchen not only didn't care about Bai Shunan, but also avoided him like a snake.

The butterfly's wings flapped so hard that it blew An Xia into Fu Qingchen's arms.

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