The leather sofa seat sank slightly, Zhuo Huan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then closed his eyes. He coughed gently, and Fucheng asked, "Teacher Zhuo, have you caught a cold?"

Zhuo Huan let out a dull hum from his nose: "Yes."

Old Joseph: "It seems that Reid has been catching a cold for several days, right? I heard you always humming before."

Fucheng was a little surprised: He didn't notice it?

Old Joseph squeezed his eyes: "It was probably the time when he was on the rooftop, the wind was frozen."

Fucheng was stunned and recalled that night in front of him.

That's right, wearing only one shirt, you are brave enough to stand on the roof of the Boston beach to have a breath of wind. It's still Boston in February. This is no longer a big heart, it's just waiting to get sick.

Without making any noise, his hands were put in his pockets. Fucheng listened to the old Joseph, Su Fei and others chatting happily.

The fingers in the pocket moved gently, as if they touched the man's cold body temperature again.

After thinking about it, Fu Cheng turned his head slightly and said softly: "I should take off my coat for you."

Zhuo Huan opened his eyes and looked at him.

Fucheng: "My health is better than you. If you blow the wind, you shouldn't catch a cold."

Zhuo Huan: “…”

Depend on.

"You can do it." After throwing a gritted teeth, Zhuo Huan stood up and walked to Su Fei: "Go over and change your position with you."

Su Fei: "What? Why?"

"Do not change."

Su Fei was confused and changed seats with Zhuo Huan. He didn't care where to sit. Anyway, even if it was an extended luxury car, it was only that big in total, so it was convenient to chat wherever he sat.

After sitting down, Su Fei whispered to Fucheng: "What are you doing? Did you make RIP angry?"

Fucheng showed a gentle and harmless smile: "I just told the truth." His voice was neither high nor low, just enough for everyone in the car to hear it.

Zhuo Huan turned his head and closed his eyes to rest. He heard this: "..."

The next moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Fucheng with an expressionless face.

Fu Cheng seemed very surprised and looked at him seriously. His handsome face was confused and puzzled: "Teacher Zhuo, is there anything wrong?"

Zhuo Huan was angry and laughed.

He stood up again and walked to Su Fei's side: "Turn back."

Su Fei: "..."

"You are sick! After a while, I will listen to your orders? Do you know that you are driving and you can't walk around casually?"

Zhuo Huan: "Take you to the bar to play."

Su Fei: "Ah?"

Zhuo Huan lowered his head and said to Lina: "Go to the bar, it's still early today, so I won't go back to the hotel."

Lina looked at Zhuo Huan and Fucheng, and smiled and said, "Okay."

Su Fei stood up and sat back to his seat excitedly. Zhuo Huan snorted lightly, put his hands in his pockets, first looked down at Fu Cheng, then turned sideways, and sat down without hesitation. His legs were too long and spread to both sides, and he almost squeezed Fu Cheng's legs to the side, and it was obvious that it was intentional.

Fucheng hadn't seen such a childish person for a long time. He was about to speak when his head suddenly leaned against his neck.

The soft and long hair fumbled through her naked neck, and Fu Cheng's body froze. The words reached his mouth but could not be said.

It happened to pass by a tunnel and the light suddenly dimmed.

In the closed tunnel, the sound of the buzzing traffic echoed on the walls on both sides, becoming even more noisy, suppressing all the sounds. The sound of Su Fei and Old Joseph chatting couldn't help but raise a little so that it could be heard clearly. And there was no sound in the world of Fucheng.

Today he wore a very thick white down jacket with his coat, so the inner mat was a little thinner, just a wool sweater.

The open collar made the young man's beautiful collarbone exposed, and the man leaned against his head was slightly raised bones. It was not soft and good pillow, but it was so sexy that it was suffocating. He was stiff and did not dare to move, trying to avoid the man and stay away from him, so the slender neckline was immediately stretched out, and the flashing tunnel lights shone down, emitting a layer of glossy luster.

Zhuo Huan looked at it for a while, suddenly raised his head and lowered his voice, and said in the young man's ear: "Fucheng, I'm sick."

Slowly, the feathers twitched over the ear drums, Fu Cheng's lips moved, and he couldn't help but look down at him.

The next moment when his eyes met, Zhuo Huan curled the corners of his lips.

"So, don't seduce me..."

The last two words were not spoken out, but the man looked at Fucheng and deliberately used his mouth to slowly and ambiguously describe the shape of the two words. After saying that, Zhuo Huan smiled first. Instead, he leaned on the young man's shoulder, looked at the slender collarbone that was close at hand, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

The illness was more unbearable than **. He couldn't help coughing, and his warm breath spewed on the young man's naked collarbone.

After a long time, Fucheng raised his head and looked at the starry sky top with its special features.

The stars in the sky are like diamonds, shining brightly on the ceiling of the car.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Knowing that he shouldn't have been, and knowing that there was no reason, how could this happen, but his heart was still pounding in his chest. He didn't push the man away, and even subconsciously refuted the sentence. Instead, he replaced it with the more hot blood in his blood vessels and the suddenly extremely awake soul for more than 20 years.

When he arrived at his destination, Fucheng sat in the most outer position, and he got off the bus with a calm expression.

After entering the bar, Zhuo Huan seemed to be really tired because he was sick. He took off his coat and covered him on his face, lay down to rest. Lina asked if she wanted to send him back to the hotel first, but he refused: "I'll sleep for a while, you guys will play first."

Zhuo Huan stared at him with dark eyes. After a long time, he laughed, stood up and ran to Su Fei. Before he could speak, Su Fei directly said: "RIP, you want to change your seat, can you not just stare at me? You can find Lina and Old Joseph!"

Zhuo Huan's face was so bad that he snorted coldly.

Su Fei: "..."

OK, he has a lot of them.

After the two changed positions, Zhuo Huan did not ask for a change back this time.

When he returned to the hotel, Mr. Zhuo didn't care who was sitting near the car door, so he took a big step and got off the car first.

Su Fei looked at Fucheng: "Why did you mess with him?"

Fucheng did not answer. He looked at Zhuo Huan's back as he was gone for a long time.

While waiting for the elevator, Fu Cheng took out his cell phone, turned the album to the top, and deleted the two photos expressionlessly.

The next day, UAAG members came to Logan Airport and prepared to return to China.

Su Fei secretly glanced at Zhuo Huan: "I think RIP still seems to be very unhappy."

Lina first glanced at Fu Cheng, then smiled and said, "Reid is always like this. There are so many things that can make him unhappy, so there is no need to worry too much."

Zhuo Huan put his hands in his pocket and threw his luggage directly to the airport VIP service staff. He walked in front of him alone. Halfway through, his cell phone rang. After answering, he sneered: "Congratulations, I will board the plane for another 40 minutes later. Congratulations, I am in a bad mood now. Don't look for me if you have nothing to do, I'm not available."

Luo Wens on the other end of the phone was stunned at first, and it took a while before he realized it. He quickly said, "Patrick, you haven't boarded the plane yet? Just so happen, cancel the flight quickly and come back! The black box was found, yes, you heard it right, it's very likely that the black box of American Airlines 4012 has been found!"

The footsteps stopped.

As soon as Zhuo Huan stopped, everyone following him also stopped.

Zhuo Huan hung up the phone, glanced at his members, and finally stopped on Fucheng. He strode forward, stopped beside Fucheng, lowered his head and said softly: "Let's settle accounts with you again." Then he looked at everyone, "Canceled flight, Lovens' phone number, the black box was found."

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