Chapter 33 (1/2)

Su Zui finished talking and discovered what he had just said, and his heart suddenly thumped.

To mention another man or woman's name at this time was basically seeking death.

And don't even mention that Yang Yuanhang and him were actually together before.

Although these matters were the original's problems, but after he had transmigrated into the original's body, he can only accept the consequences.

Even if he had determinedly made their relations.h.i.+p into that of a person subsidizing an artist afterwards, it wouldn't prevent Fu s.h.i.+jun from thinking too much.

”s.h.i.+jun,” his voice was hoa.r.s.e and with a headache, he tried to explain: ”I'm not——EN!”

His sentence wasn't finished before he groaned due to the sudden movement by the person behind him.

”You calm, calm down a bit.”

He saw the man's eyes from the reflection in the gla.s.s. That expression made his head turn numb.

The man's eyes were dark with a thunderstorm caged inside. The expression can be said to be ferocious.

Not like a human but more like a wolf, whose food had been stolen and was fiercely planning on how to bite a piece of meat from his body.

Su Zui: ”......”

He extended his hand to grip the man's arm, which was pressed on his waist. His palms touched the veins that were bulging out. Even without looking, he knows just how nervous the other person is.

His hoa.r.s.e throat became tight. With his body also not in his control, his ability to talk was also not stable. A single sentence was interrupted a few times before it could be said completely: ”You, you don't......don't imagine things.”

After a few seconds, a manly hoa.r.s.e voice sounded in his ear: ”I'm not imagining things.”

Su Zui: ”......”

President Fu's ability to lie without blinking is becoming stronger and stronger.

Fu s.h.i.+jun used his movements to prove that he wasn't ”imagining things.”

The pile driver doesn't stop, but it seems that the wire had short circuited and turned it into a forever moving machine.

Su Zui almost thought that he will never see the sun ever again. Midway, he fell asleep due to tiredness, but was awoken again due to the lively movement. In a state of half-sleeping half-awake, tears fell down as if showing that he couldn't live up to the expectations.

In the end, he didn't know what he had said but Fu s.h.i.+jun kissed his ears and carried his to the bathroom.

Fu s.h.i.+jun's movement couldn't be considered rough and was very considerate to him just like before. This was the tactic understanding the two had developed after two years. They didn't need to pay special attention and they could still find the most comfortable method for the other.

It's only that the pleasure flooded one's senses enough to make the other fall apart.

Even the first time between him and Fu s.h.i.+jun wasn't this tiring.

In the end, Su Zui laid in the bathtub like a salty fish corpse before suddenly raised his head and bit the back of Fu s.h.i.+jun's hand, leaving a set of teeth marks to represent the anger in his heart.

”Be obedient.” The man's eyebrows didn't wrinkle a single bit. He used his thumb to lightly rub against Su Zui's jaw and used a husky voice to coax him: ”It was me that wasn't good. Shower first and then sleep. You can be angry tomorrow.”

Yang Yuanhang.

He slowly repeated this name in his heart and his eyes flashed with a coldness that would make a person tremble in their heart. ————————

Yang Yuanhang's life wasn't as well as he had wished for.

After he had been kicked out of the villa by Su Zui, he had attempted to retrieve the lover that had been docile and obedient to him.

But very quickly, people appeared to threaten him that if they were to see him at A City ever again, they would destroy his reputation and make him completely fall from grace.

Reputation was the only thing he hasn't lost. Yang Yuanhang didn't dare to take this bet and can only unwillingly leave A City.

But he was also unwilling to return to that poor mountain village. After sending his mother home, he took his card, which contained a few thousand yuan, and rented an apartment in another city and continued to sell art as a living.

It doesn't matter, he thought. Even without other people's help, he can still rely on both of his hands to make a living.

Yet in reality, his art was actually very limited.

Before, it was because the original had liked him that he had spent money to ask his friends to buy his art works to make him happy, that it caused him to create the misconception that his artworks were very welcomed.

Once he left the original's a.s.sistance, his actual level was exposed.

For an ordinary artwork, he would price it to over ten thousand. If there were people actually buying it, then they had probably saw a ghost.

Not only did his work not sell, it had also been posted to a professional forum.