Gold Class Fighter

Chapter 18

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Yang Lei leaned on Fang Yu's body and calmed his breath.

When he finally recovered from his orgasm, Fang Yu had pushed him away, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

"… "

Yang Lei woke up, found a piece of toilet paper and wiped his lower body indiscriminately, sitting by the bed feeling uneasy and a little overwhelmed.

When the energy of the orgasm passed, he knew it had gone too far.

Fang Yu came out of the bathroom. Before Yang Lei could see his expression clearly, Fang Yu had already reached out to turn off the video, and the room was suddenly pitch black.

Fang Yu didn't say anything, just lay on the bed and pulled the quilt.

"… "

Yang Lei looked at him, not knowing what to say.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

“… House Yu”

After a long time, Yang Lei whispered to him.

Fang Yu didn't respond.

"...Are you unhappy?" Yang Lei didn't feel down, looking at Fang Yu's back with his back to him.

After a while, Yang Lei heard Fang Yu's voice.

"sleep."

Fang Yu said.

There is no emotion in the voice, neither anger nor not being angry.

But Yang Lei knew very well that Fang Yu's lack of emotions meant that he had emotions. When Fang Yu was really unhappy, he showed nothing and was completely indifferent.

"..." Yang Lei was distressed, he began to regret being too impulsive just now, he was worried that Fang Yu would hide from him like a cat in the future.

"...I'm just...impulsive..." Yang Lei was incoherent, "I really have no other meaning..."

His usual shrewd lip service didn't come in handy either.

"...I just want to be a little more exciting...I've been playing a bit too much..." Yang Lei could only say that.

Fang Yu responded. Fang Yu suddenly raised his voice.

"Are you playing like this?!"

Fang Yu is really on fire.

Yang Lei knew that he must be angry, but Yang Lei was still unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Don't you think it's weird?"

Fang Yu's voice was rough. Yang Lei felt like he was being pricked by a needle.

"If you're not happy, beat me up."

Yang Lei said sullenly.

"It hits you until you're relieved."

Fang Yu suddenly turned around and stared at Yang Lei.

Yang Lei, who was sitting on the bed, met his gaze, and Fang Yu's gaze made him feel guilty, nervous, and a little helpless.

Fang Yu suddenly kicked him, this kick was unequivocal, and Yang Lei's leg almost didn't cramp.

"… If it was someone else today, I'd fucking throw him out of here"

Fang Yu said that Yang Lei didn't know whether to be happy or uncomfortable when he heard this.

"...Don't play like this in the future!"

Fang Yu finally said restrainedly.

After that day, Yang Lei still often went to Fang Yu's place, but he didn't stay for the night much.

Although neither of them mentioned that night later, Yang Lei knew that some things were not mentioned on the surface, but they passed.

Fang Yu didn't hide from him as he was worried, he still treated him as always, and his attitude has not changed, but Yang Lei didn't know if it was his psychological effect or what, he just felt that it was not the same as before.

When the two of them are alone, especially when they are alone in Fangyu's room at night, they are always a little embarrassed.

Yang Lei later consciously went home as soon as he arrived, and Fang Yu did not leave him.

Yang Lei sometimes thinks bitterly. In fact, to put it bluntly, isn't it just two people masturbating to each other, but it's just a little too hot. It's normal for a man to play this kind of thing and get off the hook. Who can control it at that time

He didn't know what Fang Yu thought about that night. He wanted to ask several times, but stopped again.

Lying on his own bed, Yang Lei thought of that night countless times.

He thought about it, his breathing became heavier, and he couldn't help stretching his hand to his lower body...

Thinking of Fang Yu's face when he climaxed, Yang Lei burst out...

Fang Yu became the general manager of the Century Restaurant, and he was several times more busy than when he was in the bright billiards room. After all, the restaurant is a serious business, not a gangster. There are too many places to take care of.

When Luo Jiu handed over this restaurant to Fang Yu, he completely trusted him, and let Fang Yu handle all matters with full authority.

The Century Restaurant has a good location, a good market, good quality of dishes and services, and both gangsters and baidus are in attendance. Can the business be bad? It was full every night, and people waiting to turn the table were queuing outside. In those days, it was rare to have a line outside a restaurant for dinner. Century Restaurant was one of them.

Yang Lei entered the restaurant at night and saw Fang Yu standing behind the manager's desk at a glance, explaining things.

Fang Yu was still wearing a crisp white shirt, which he habitually tucked into his trousers, with a remarkably strong waist and strong long legs.

Yang Lei went over to say hello and waited in the manager's room on the second floor. Fang Yu came in after a while, looking tired.

Fang Yu came in and sat on the sofa, looking tired.

"You are too busy to lose weight." Yang Lei could see the slightest change in Fang Yu's body.

"It's okay if you're not busy, there are too many things to do. But the business is really good." Fang Yu was very tired, but his eyes were bright. He really likes doing this.

"Of course it's good, and it doesn't matter who the general manager is?" Yang Lei felt distressed when he saw Fang Yu's tired look, and walked over to see Fang Yu rubbing his shoulders.

"I'll pinch you."

Fang Yu put his back to him, and Yang Lei massaged him.

"My eldest brother's company has taken over the project and is about to get busy. I may not have time to come here for a while."

Yang Lei said.

"how long?"

"I don't know, maybe a month or two." Yang Lei deliberately extended the time.

"I still have to go to the provincial capital. Big brother said that if things go smoothly, I will stay there permanently, it is estimated that it will be half a year younger."

Yan Ziyi did mention it to Yang Lei, but Yang Lei still didn't want to be so separated from Fang Yu, and Yan Ziyi really didn't think about whether to let this powerful man go to the provincial capital, so this matter is actually just to talk about.

"You won't be able to see me anymore, hurry up and meet me." Yang Lei wanted to see Fang Yu's reaction.

Fang Yu really took it seriously.

"when are we leaving?"

"Next week."

"So fast?"

"You're busy anyway, let's see you in half a year!"

"..." Fang Yu was silent.

Yang Lei observed Fang Yu's expression and felt a little happy.

"Look at what you mean, you don't want me, President Fang?" Yang Lei really saw Fang Yu's loss at that moment.

"Don't, I still take time to come back from time to time!" Yang Lei was really happy.

"Get away from you!"

Fang Yu frowned.

"Come to me on Saturday. I'll take you off."

Yang Lei went there on Saturday, riding Fang Yu's motorcycle.

Yang Lei asked Fang Yu to borrow the motorcycle to run errands. On Saturday, he went outside to do some errands, and he rushed to Fang Yu's place as soon as it got dark. Ever since he thought Yang Lei was going to leave, Fang Yu called Yang Lei whenever he was free, but nothing happened on the phone, just chatting.

"Aren't you busy?" Yang Lei looked at his watch. "Isn't this a meal?"

"Follow step by step, nothing special and not busy. What's the matter, can't talk to you?"

"Okay, you can say whatever you want." Yang Lei smiled. He knew Fang Yu could not bear him.

Yang Lei quickly rode his motorcycle to Fang Yu's place, thinking about how Fang Yu would look when he told Fang Yu that he wasn't leaving. It is estimated that Fang Yu has to deal with him again, but he just wanted to see how Fang Yu changed his emotions for himself.

Yang Lei began to gradually understand what he wanted, and he gradually understood how to do it.

As soon as the motorcycle turned, it galloped forward. But just as Yang Lei was riding normally on the road, a large truck on the opposite side suddenly lost its direction and rammed towards Yang Lei.

Yang Lei's mind was stunned, his hands and feet reacted faster than his brain, he instinctively leaned to the right and wiped the ground, the fallen motorcycle wheel had been hit by a large truck, Yang Lei had already rushed to the side, the sharp sudden braking sound and the crowd When Yang Lei came back to his senses, the truck driver had already come down. Seeing Yang Lei covered in blood, his face turned pale with fright.

Yang Lei also found that he was full of blood, and there was blood all over his body, but he wondered that it didn't seem to be particularly painful. Looking closely, when he jumped down, he just knocked over a chicken stall on the side of the road, and several large pots of chicken blood. All on the ground.

Yang Lei stood up by himself and checked it. There was nothing serious, but a large piece of skin was rubbed on his arm.

But in the eyes of the onlookers, this scene was very terrifying.

Yang Lei stood covered in blood, and when he stood up, he was still dripping blood on the ground. He was a man of blood.

The motorcycle was knocked over and was severely deformed.

The truck driver was so frightened that he fainted.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Yang Lei also comforted the truck driver.

There happened to be a traffic police nearby, so they rushed over to deal with it. When he saw Yang Lei, he was also frightened. Regardless of Yang Lei’s claim that he was not injured, he asked the truck driver to take Yang Lei to the hospital for inspection.

Yang Lei was pulled into a police car and taken to the hospital, thinking about Fang Yu's motorcycle, which seemed to be completely scrapped.

"I'm fine, but you have to pay for that car." Yang Lei said to the driver. "If I can be in trouble, the car can't be in trouble!"

"Brother, as long as you're okay, I'll pay for anything!" The driver knew that if he killed someone today, he would have to go to jail for the rest of his life.

After an examination at the hospital, the blood was all chicken blood, and Yang Lei was fine except for the large piece of frayed skin.

"You guys are capable!" The doctor sighed when he heard the situation. "The reaction is clever enough!"

"Can I leave, doctor? I really have something urgent." Yang Lei was still thinking about Fang Yu who was waiting for him.

"What's the hurry? Go to sterile bandage! What's wrong with the broken skin? It's enough for you to suffer from infection and inflammation!" The doctor has never seen such a calm person after such a big event.

She didn't know that Yang Lei was a street-fighting tyrant who came under the knife, gun, and club. Not to mention that it was chicken blood, but even if it was his blood, he would be calm.

Yang Lei had to wait in line for the doctor to deal with.

Yang Lei was lining up at the bottom, and a man rushed in outside the hospital. The man really flew in, and even his bicycle fell directly at the door of the hospital.

He rushed straight to the emergency room, startling the nurse.

"Nurse, did you send it from a car accident, called Yang Lei?"

The nurse reading the question was a handsome young man, but his face was extremely ugly.

"I'll check, don't worry." The nurse smiled at him and flipped through the record book.

When Yang Lei looked back to see him, Fang Yu was sweating and his face was pale.

"Is there any?" Fang Yu's voice rose sharply, almost roaring.

The little nurse was frightened by him.

"...I haven't found it yet... It was sent from a car accident just now. It seems to be dying in the operating room... "

"Fang Yu!"

Yang Lei shouted quickly, but Fang Yu didn't hear him at all. He has already rushed to the operating room.

At the door of the operating room, the red light for the operation was on, and a group of family members gathered outside, crying uncontrollably.

"… "

Fang Yu was stunned. He stood there, motionless.

Fang Yu went out to buy cooked vegetables and found the car accident.

The crash site was not far from his house, and it had entered the confines of the farmers' market, just around the corner. Seeing so many people crowding there, Fang Yu heard that it was a car accident, and he didn't want to watch the fun, but the store where he bought cooked vegetables was just around the corner, and as soon as he walked past, he heard the owner of the cooked vegetables shop ramble: " It's scary! The ground is covered in blood! It must have killed someone!"

Fang Yu glanced at the crowd, and through the gap in the crowd, he saw the motorcycle on the ground.

Fang Yu's heart stopped for a beat.

He slammed away the crowd, walked over, saw the motorcycle on the ground that had been transformed into a pile of scrap metal, and saw the familiar blue seat cushion and license plate number.

"Where's the person? How's the person?!" Fang Yu rushed over and grabbed a traffic policeman.

"Send to the third hospital!" The traffic policeman followed the car to tow the truck later, but did not see Yang Lei at all.

"It's miserable! How big is this big truck! It rushed over like this, and with a 'click', the young man got into the stomach of the truck... oh yo... the ground is full of blood... that blood is dripping... miserable... "

There are always good people who did not see the scene, but added fuel to their rational imagination and told stories to the people around them.

The blood on the ground was there, everyone saw it, Fang Yu also saw it.

"I guess it's not enough to carry it in the car... I'm guilty... I'm young..."

"Hey! What are you doing! Ahh!!"

Someone shouted, Fang Yu grabbed the bicycle of a crowd watching, jumped on it, and rushed out of the crowd.

Now Fang Yu is standing at the door of the operating room, unable to walk a single step.

His face was expressionless, his hands and feet were cold.

Yang Lei ran behind Fang Yu and couldn't catch up with him. He never knew Fang Yu was running so fast.

After finally catching up to the fourth floor, Yang Lei almost collided with Fang Yu when he turned.

He saw Fang Yu froze, standing outside the operating room like a puppet.

The "Fang Yu" that Yang Lei wanted to shout was swallowed by him again.

Seeing Fang Yu like this, he understood everything.

He slowly walked behind Fang Yu and covered Fang Yu's eyes with his hands.

"… Guess who I am?"

Yang Lei asked in a low voice and emotionally.

Fang Yu turned around suddenly.

Yang Lei let go of his hand and smiled at him, with a very happy and brilliant smile.

"I'm fine! It scares you."

Yang Lei lit his arm to Fang Yu.

"It just scratched the skin here! Who am I to hit me? This blood is all chicken blood, so what about the food court... You are running too fast, even if I call you downstairs, you won't be able to catch up with you. ."

Yang Lei was excited and kept talking.

Fang Yu didn't say a word, stared straight at him as if he had never seen Yang Lei.

"It's okay! Fang Yu..."

Yang Lei hugged Fang Yu's shoulder, his heart overflowing with emotion and satisfaction.

"I'm really... oops!"

Yang Lei screamed in agony, and was punched hard in the shoulder. This punch was genuine, and he didn't show any emotion. Fang Yu smashed Yang Lei's shoulder with his fist.

"You fucking…!"

Fang Yu said!

Fang Yu has been accompanying Yang Lei in the hospital to finish all the disinfection and dressing, and then he rides a bicycle and takes Yang Lei back.

Yang Lei sat on the back seat of the bicycle and wrapped his arms around Fang Yu's waist tightly.

The person who was robbed of the bicycle by Fang Yu was still wandering around in depression, and when he saw Fang Yu rushing up, he would scold him. Fang Yu returned the car to him and explained it well to others. That's it! It's fine! Boy, you have a big life!"

Entering Fang Yu's house, Yang Lei was already starving, Fang Yu pointed at him: "Sit there and don't move!" He entered the kitchen.

"I'll help you!" Yang Lei wanted to show off.

"Sit down!" Fang Yu said, and Yang Lei was honest.

He sat honestly at the dining table, watching Fang Yu conjuring up dishes one after another.

Kung Pao chicken, ants on the tree, sweet and sour pork ribs, tomato and egg soup, and Yang Lei's favorite salted duck, all of which are Yang Lei's favorite dishes, and Yang Lei's saliva is drooling.

"You did all this?"

"Can I have this ability? I bought it!"

Fang Yu was about to pour the wine and put it back.

"Stop drinking, eat more food, and replenish blood!"

"That blood is not mine." Yang Lei explained again.

"That has to be made up too!"

Fang Yu's eyes widened, and Yang Lei calmed down. He himself wondered that what he did today was as if he had done something wrong, and he had a guilty conscience.

Fang Yu also ate, but he didn't eat much, so he watched Yang Lei eat meat in large chunks and served him vegetables from time to time.

"Enough is enough." Yang Lei's bowl was piled high.

"Why don't you eat?"

Yang Lei saw that Fang Yu didn't eat much.

"I can't eat it. Eat more." Fang Yu said, put down his chopsticks, and watched Yang Lei eat in silence.

Yang Lei ate for a while, Fang Yu sat on the edge and smoked in silence.

Yang Lei sensed Fang Yu's emotions.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Fang Yu smiled at him. "you eat."

Yang Lei felt that today was thrilling enough, but this car accident also made him a blessing in disguise. He saw Fang Yu's real reaction, Fang Yu knew that he had an accident, and Yang Lei's heart swelled when he thought of it. In the hospital, he really wanted to pull Fang Yu into his arms, and wanted to say a lot of gentle words to tell him that he was fine. When he saw Fang Yu's pale face, he felt more distressed than if he really got into the truck's stomach. Yang Lei knew that he was completely planted. He really can't leave Fang Yu.

"Still thinking about the afternoon? It's all right."

Yang Lei felt that Fang Yu was still because of this.

"It's the motorcycle that is useless, and the driver must pay for a new one. He can't run."

"Am I fucking for the car?" Fang Yu said fiercely.

Yang Lei was stunned for a moment.

"Don't ride so hard next time. You're lucky this time, next time." Fang Yu kept smoking.

Yang Lei felt that these words really didn't look like Fang Yu, who licked blood with a knife, said it.

"Are you still afraid of death?"

Yang Lei's ruthlessness came up again.

"When the stick was standing, the blood was much more bloody than this. What kind of ghost gate has not been broken through, has I ever been afraid of it?"

"Bullshit!"

Fang Yu suddenly got angry and threw the cigarette butt.