Chapter 3

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The next day, before Yan Yun even opened his eyes, the pain all over his body hit him first.

When I slept that night, my body felt like it had been run over by a car.

Yan Yun rubbed his head with a headache. Sure enough, he shouldn't have drank too much. How could he have forgotten his death in the last life?

He secretly despised himself. Just as I was about to sit up, I noticed something was wrong - I seemed to be wearing clothes before going to bed last night, right? Moreover, the uncomfortable parts of the body did not seem to be caused by excessive drinking, but rather seemed like...

He turned his head sharply and met a pair of deep eyes.

! ! !

Why is there someone next to him? !

Yan Yun looked down again and caught a glimpse of the clothes thrown on the ground beside the bed. All these seemed to mean something.

The dignified young master of the Yan family never expected that he had never been in love in his previous life until his death. In a different world, within a few days, his progress was like a rocket, and he rushed straight to the last step.

Fu Yan looked at the shocked and confused young man beside the bed and felt a little funny.

He was satisfied in his heart, and had an idea that he had never had before - if he was sensible, it would be good to have such a little boyfriend.

Fu Yan has always scorned the behavior of patronage in the circle.

Although Yan Yun appeared in his room last night for unknown reasons, President Fu didn't mind. After all, this man couldn't pull any tricks.

It was a bit regretful that a glimpse at the headquarters of "Pure Wind" made him think that Yan Yun was extraordinary. Now it seems that he is just a follower in the circle.

Fu Yan's mind wandered for only a moment. When he came to his senses and looked at Yan Yun again, he saw that the man had already gotten out of bed, holding up his pants and heading out the door. There was a room card in his hand, and the expression on his face seemed to be about to cry.

? Where to go?

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Yan Yun was about to disappear at the door, Fu Yan couldn't care about anything else and quickly stood up and asked.

"Go home." Yan Yun comforted himself in his heart. He was blind and mistook "2650" for "2506". He was his fault. He had a good face and a good figure. He liked the look, so he treated him as a female. You're a pretty man, it's not a loss either.

As for that person, if nothing else, with his face, that person is not at a loss, let's just call it an even tie.

go home? Why is this different from what he thought?

Fu Yan was prepared for Yan Yun to ask the lion to open his mouth, but now he was a little unable to react.

Is it playing hard to get?

No, not like that.

Fu Yan read countless people and quickly rejected this speculation. Seeing that Yan Yun had packed up his clothes and was about to go out, without even having time to put on his clothes, he stepped next to Yan Yun in three or two steps and held his hand: "Just leave like this. Did you?"

Yan Yun turned back to look at him, his eyes clearly expressing what he wanted to say - "What else?"

Fu Yan was speechless at this look and couldn't find the words to say.

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