Fu Simian said "hmm" and said again, "University Alumni."

Wang Shunnan had never asked which university Zhou Shike graduated, but he knew that Fu Simian graduated from F University, so his eyes widened, "I can't tell, Wednesday is actually F University too! This kid can't hide it!"

After he finished speaking, he said with regret: "A graduate from F University is idle and idle every day, and is wasting talents!"

Fu Simian glanced at Wang Shunnan with a slightly warning look, "Mr. Wang is worried about the country and the people, it's a pity."

Wang Shunnan didn't hear the warnings and sarcasm in the words at first. When he was about to say where Mr. Fu had won the prize, he saw Fu Simian's dark eyes, like a knife.

He immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing.

He thinks that Mr. Fu and Wednesday should be an alumni with good relationship.

But he was a little puzzled. How could Zhou San, who was lawless and arrogant, have a good relationship with a business elite like Fu Simian? These two people can't even fight together.

What's more, by age, these two people are not from the same class.

Very strange.

Wang Shunnan has been flattering for decades, and it is inevitable that he will make mistakes. He adjusted his mindset and continued, "Mr. Fu, you are..."

Fu Simian looked towards the direction where Zhou Shike's car was driving and said lightly: "Go and tell them, let's be here today, I have something to deal with."

"Okay OK!" Wang Shunnan responded, "I'll talk, I'll talk immediately!"

lU failed to rank among the top five in Beicheng, but it was a popular school to apply for over the years. The reason is that the accommodation conditions are first-class.

However, their major is not bad, and law is their ace major.

Beicheng has no shortage of rich people, no shortage of rich second generations, and no shortage of all kinds of luxury cars, but not many of them appear at the school gate in the middle of the night.

After Zhou Shike parked the car, he leaned on the back of the chair and asked, "What's your name?"

Qiqi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, replied stutteringly, "Wang Xiaoxun."

"Well," Zhou Shike seemed a little sleepy, "Okay, you go."

The car door was unlocked.

Wang Xiaoxun put his hand on, and he also had the card given to him by Zhou Shike in his pocket. He has been working part-time in the bar for almost a month and has seen many rich people. He knew that someone as generous as Zhou Shike was someone they could not find even with lanterns.

They are all human beings, and they are still at the same age. Their status is so different. Wang Xiaoxun's heart is filled with a layer of gloom. He doesn't feel jealous, he just sighs.

He looked at Zhou Shike with his head tilted his head. The other party's side face was more three-dimensional than the front face, with a distinct outline. A pair of narrow eyes were embedded in his slightly deep eye sockets, which he didn't look very close to.

"Thank you, third brother." Wang Xiaoxun whispered.

After saying that, he got off the car.

After Wang Xiaoxun got out of the car, Zhou Shike did not turn around and leave immediately. He leaned on the back of the chair and looked ahead with a little distracted look.

Fu Simian changed a lot, making him feel a little uneasy.

He was not as ruthless as he had been a few years ago, and that was not like him. Now he has settled down, gentle and polite, and his tone is appropriately easy-going and polite. Zhou Shike felt that the other party had risen several dimensions.

Zhou Shike thought that if they met again, the two might start fighting again or be sarcastic, but he did not expect that it would be the peaceful and polite situation today.

It's reasonable and unexpected.

No matter how reluctant he is, Zhou Shike has to admit that Fu Simian is indeed a rare figure.

He sighed and ignited the fire, and was about to go home, when he saw Wang Xiaoxun, who had already entered the school, came out of the school gate again. He stood at the door, looking around, a little confused.

Zhou Shike thought about it and flashed the other party with the headlights.

Wang Xiaoxun's eyes widened, a little surprised that Zhou Shike didn't leave, so he ran towards this direction.

He whispered to the car window, "The dormitory door is locked, and my roommates seem to be asleep. I called them and called them, but they couldn't wake them up. I was going to find a hotel for one night."

He was also wearing a very thin shirt and his face was so cold that it was pale.

Zhou Shike forgot the back seat from the rearview mirror, and there was a wool coat thrown on the seat, which was Zhou Shixun. Zhou Shike reached out and took the clothes and stuffed them to Wang Xiaoxun from the car window, "Put it on, I'll take you to your place to live."

Wang Xiaoxun did not refuse this time. He was careful, for fear of scratching the clothes and getting dirty.

"I have a house in the city, you can live there first." Zhou Shike didn't think too much when he said this. He looked at Wang Xiaoxun with careful look at him, which was a bit similar to his at some point.

I was afraid of being disliked, and I was afraid of being disliked.

Wang Xiaoxun wanted to say no, but he lowered his head and bit his lip, but felt it was unnecessary. Didn’t he make a decision when he was doing this business? Why do you want to go back on your word now?

"Thank you, my third brother." He replied docilely.

If the other party was a middle-aged man with a big belly or an elderly man with a belly full of wrinkles like terraces, Wang Xiaoxun might not be so ashamed and uncomfortable, but Zhou Shike was a peer who was about the same age as him.

Fu Simian followed Zhou Shike and the others all the way.

Zhou Shike stopped at the gate of University L, and his car parked in the dark forest road not far away.

Until the boy who had already entered the school ran out again and got into Zhou Shike's car.

The proud car shadow of the SUV flashed past Fu Simien's car.

Fu Simien paused, fired up neatly, changed lanes, and followed.

Finally, Zhou Shike's car parked at the door of a high-end residence in the city center. After Wang Xiaoxun got off the car, he also got off the car.

A coat that did not exist before appeared on Wang Xiaoxun. Fu Simien's eyes were terrifyingly calm, and he was about to be swallowed by the gloomy emotions.

Fu Simian got out of the car, stood beside the car, looking up at the floor where the lights were on when Zhou Shike and the others went upstairs.

It is true that the first floor lights on at about the same time.

The cold air poured into Fu Simian's breath. He unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt. The calmness and gentleness in the day disappeared. He could do nothing. If he showed a little sign of missing the past and attempting to reunite, he would be violently counterattacked by Zhou Shike.

That's not a clever move.

Fu Simian looked upwards, the lights had not been extinguished for a long time, and Zhou Shike did not appear for a long time.

He stroked Zhou Shike's face, his Adam's apple, his rectal muscles and smooth calves. He had buried deep inside the other person's body. They left traces in the floor-to-ceiling windows, in the bathtub, in the kitchen and on the sofa in the living room.

Zhou Shike thought they had never fallen in love, so he left without giving him any chance to repent and make up for it.

The young man stood by the car next to the street. He raised his head, like a soul plagued by resentment. If he wanted to restore the breathing and vitality of a living person, Zhou Shike would need to leave that floor immediately, immediately, now, leave that floor.

Zhou Shike took the water handed over by Wang Xiaoxun. He lazily leaned on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The curtains blocked half of his body, but his vision could see the scenery below.

When Wang Xiaoxun saw Zhou Shike keep looking downstairs, walked over, and asked tentatively, "Third Brother, what are you looking at?"
Chapter completed!