Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

Cheng Yan's home is in a high-end residential area, with three bedrooms and one living room. It is spacious enough for one person, and just right for two people.

Ever since Cheng Yan brought Xu Heng into the elevator, Xu Heng's complexion was not very good.

Especially after the elevator stopped on the 13th floor, Xu Heng's unhappiness reached its peak.

He watched Cheng Yan's iris unlock, and asked slowly, "Your family lives here?"

Cheng Yan had a bad instinct and asked him with his eyes.

Seeing Xu Heng walk to the opposite side, Iris unlocked the door.

"I live opposite you."

Cheng Yan's heart skipped a beat.

It's over, how should he explain it?

"The host don't ask me, I don't mind you telling the whole story." 009 didn't care.

Seeing Cheng Yan's surprised look, Xu Heng didn't seem to be fake, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

For five years, he has been living in the house left by Cheng Yan. He waited for five years, but there was no news of this person, so he moved out in a fit of anger.

He has lived here for more than four years, but he has never met his neighbor who lives right across the door.

He thought the door opposite him was unoccupied.

It turned out that the person I was looking for was always by my side.

It turns out that no matter how close you are, if there is no fate, you will never meet.

"It's over 009, I'm a scumbag." Cheng Yan groaned from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay host, the villain will lock you up at most."

Before Cheng could say anything, Xu Heng pushed the door open and entered his house, looking around unscrupulously, trying to find some traces of his own existence.

Cheng Yan's house is very clean, without extra decorations, and there is no trace of a second person.

Standing in the living room, Xu Heng looked back at the man who followed, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the past nine years, Cheng Yan didn't have himself at all in his world.

Does he really remember himself?

Xu Heng had deep doubts about this question.

Cheng Yan walked up to him and looked down into his dark eyes, "Would you believe me if I said that another Cheng Yan lived these nine years?"

Xu Heng asked instead: "How old were you nine years ago?"

Cheng Yan pursed his lips, "24."

"What about this year?"

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, "24."

Xu Heng didn't ask any more, just looked at him with those dark eyes, as if he wanted to see his heart through his eyes.

He understood that they had indeed met for the first time three days ago.

The memory of nine years ago happened only one day ago.

Cheng Yan three days ago was not Cheng Yan at all.

He has no fate with that Cheng Yan, that's why he hasn't seen each other for four years.

It turned out that this was what he said was force majeure.

"Are you still going to disappear?" he asked, staring into his eyes.

"No." Cheng Yan replied immediately, the firmness in his words was like a carefully forged shield, indestructible.

"You better not." Xu Heng ordered angrily, "I'm hungry."

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll do it!" Cheng Yan immediately revived with full blood.

Xu Heng stared at him quietly, leaned over and grabbed his head and kissed him.

The cold room was suddenly filled with ambiguous pink bubbles, and the air heated up instantly.

Xu Heng was young after all, and soon Cheng Yan took the initiative.

The two walked towards the bedroom while kissing. As soon as they entered the door, the curtains were drawn and closed by Cheng Yan's remote control.

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In the past two days, Cheng Yan and Xu Heng got so tired of being together every day that he was so happy that he forgot that he still had a boxing match to fight.

"Ding--"

When the phone message sounded, Xu Heng casually glanced at it, then stopped suddenly.

【Ten o'clock tomorrow night, don't forget】

Xu Heng frowned, and looked towards the bathroom door. Does this guy have a dog behind his back?

Cheng Yan, who was taking a bath, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He had only felt this feeling of being watched on one person.

How did he provoke the little kid again?

Or is he not satisfied with the length of today?

Before Cheng Yan could come up with something, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Through the hazy water vapor, Cheng Yan met Xu Heng's gaze, and suddenly smiled.

He turned off the shower, pulled the person into his arms, and said with a muffled laugh, "I thought you were tired."

He could see at a glance what the little kid saw and misunderstood him.

Misunderstanding Well, easy to solve.

"Are you going out tomorrow night?"

Xu Heng avoided the kiss that came up during the performance.

Cheng Yan's mind quickly searched for his plans for tomorrow night.

"There was a boxing match, and it was over in an hour."

"Must go?" Xu Heng suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Cheng Yan thought of the 5000 million, "Well... to earn money to support the family."

"I don't need you to support me." Xu Heng said calmly.

"Don't want me to punch?"

Xu Heng is very frank, "Everyone is watching you when you punch."

"Then I won't go. If you want to watch it in the future, let's play at home." Cheng Yan rubbed his smooth hair.

Xu Heng didn't expect him to be so straightforward, but hesitated instead.

He didn't want Cheng Yan to give up what he liked because of him.

But he is so dazzling, every time Xu Heng sees his vigorous appearance, he wants to hide him.

Xu Heng buried his face under Cheng Yan's shoulder and neck, took a deep breath, and it took a long time before he said, "I'll go with you."

Cheng Yan frowned, "Don't force yourself, I'll tell you not to go over there in a while, I'll stay with you at home..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked by Xu Heng.

……

An underground boxing arena.

Lu Zi followed her brother into the infield, and she couldn't help being stunned by the scene in front of her.

This place can be said to be chaotic. There are all kinds of people of all ages. The explosive music fills the eardrums, and the whole brain seems to vibrate accordingly.

Everyone is releasing their emotions to their heart's content. This place is like a melting pool, which can absorb all the unpleasantness.

Although Lu Zi came from a wealthy family, she has been to high-end clubs since she was a child, and she rarely saw such scenes.

Her brother is even more serious, she can't imagine him coming to this kind of place at all.

Lu Zi followed Lu Yan closely, for fear of losing her attention if she lost her mind.

Many people stopped their gazes when they saw her, and just as they were about to tease her, they saw the man next to her exuding a strong aura, all of a sudden withdrawing their gazes in unison.

It wasn't until she walked into the VIP room that the voices in her ears subsided. Lu Zi seemed to have landed from the bottom of the water and was finally able to take a deep breath.

"Brother, you won't owe me a debt, will you?"

Lu Yan glanced at her, the look in his eyes clearly showed his helplessness.

"I heard that the Peng family bullied you?" Lu Yan sat on the sofa with a dignified and elegant posture.

"Ah?" Lu Zi was taken aback, then nodded heavily, "Yes, you just bullied me."

Bullying Yi Yao is equal to bullying her, Lu Zi.

"Then watch the game carefully, the blue side belongs to the Peng family."

Lu Zi turned her eyes to the window. The view here is very good, and she can clearly see the scene on the ring, and there is a high-definition screen next to it for real-time broadcast.

She suddenly fixed her eyes and followed the people who came.

A clear cry came to her ears——

"Fuck, it's Cheng!"

"Damn Cheng is so cool!"

"Cheng Yan?" Lu Zi's eyes lit up, isn't this a good person who helped Yi Yao? !

"You know him?" Lu Yan raised his eyebrows.

"I know, he's super powerful!" Lu Zi nodded heavily, and suddenly thought of something, "Brother, you found him?"

"Brother, let me remind you first, although Cheng Yan is handsome and cool, but he has a boyfriend."

Lu Yan turned his eyes away speechlessly, not wanting to talk to this younger sister who diverted her thinking anytime and anywhere.