C4 Chapter 4

Although computer tables and short cabinets were not considered heavy, but adding on the weight of a man was definitely not light. Yan Ruo gritted his teeth and treated it as if he was pulling a pig from behind. If he sent the pig over, he would be able to earn 500 yuan. After thinking it through, he gathered his strength and started boarding the train.

Yan Moxiao didn't mind losing face, and Yan Ruo felt that he didn't need to care about it anymore.

The tricycle trembled as it moved forward. It took it a few meters before it found the right speed. Yan Ruo had only underestimated the destructive power of the two men and the tricycle.

Outside the gates of the furniture city, they rode out onto the street and in less than a minute they had attracted almost all the attention of the passers-by. That look was no different from watching a monkey ride a bike and bring someone around. It was fresh.

However, even more of them were tall and handsome men sitting on a broken car. That kind of feeling was difficult to accept no matter how one looked at it.

Yan Ruo thought he didn't care, but as more and more curious and playful eyes swept over him, he felt a little overwhelmed. He turned around to see how Yan Moxiao was doing. When he looked back, he found that the latter was enjoying the scenery. It was like being on a Rolls Royce instead of a tricycle.

Seeing him turn around, Yan Moxiao smiled and asked, "Are you tired?"

Yan Ruo gouged him with his eyes, turned around and continued to ride the bike, moving even faster than before.

After riding for half an hour, Yan Ruo felt like half a century had passed.

"Where exactly is your home?" He panted and asked Yan Moxiao, who was standing behind him.

When Yan Moxiao heard him ask that, he shifted his gaze to the person in front.

The lines on the man's back were very nice. His T-shirt was stuck to his body due to the sweat. As he rode, his muscles could be seen to be floating. This body, no matter how Yan Moxiao looked at it, looked familiar. He suddenly felt annoyed and disgusted. He coldly asked, "Where is my home? Don't you know?"

"I don't know shit! I don't even know you, how would I know where you live! " Yan Ruo kicked forward forcefully. Although he really wanted to stop and scold the man behind him, but pulling something with this kind of physical work, if you stopped when you were tired, it would be hard for you to get up again.

Yan Moxiao's expression changed as he slowly reported the address.

"F * ck!" Why didn't you say so earlier! It's all over! " Yan Ruo finally could not hold back his curses. Just as Yan Moxiao wanted to jump out of the car and yell that he wouldn't do it, he was told to add another 100 yuan. If he poured it all back, it would only be a kilometer. Wu Tie endured it once again after thinking about the six hundred yuan.

When he adjusted the engine, Yan Moxiao's butt seemed to have grown on the car, so he didn't move at all, let alone get off. Yan Ruo cursed the man a million times in his heart before turning around and riding back.

When they finally arrived at their destination, Yan Ruo looked at the villa complex in front of them and let out a sigh of relief. The tricycle carried Yan Moxiao and a piece of furniture, riding through the villa complex's elegant gate in a very "unsightly" manner. Although the security guards at the entrance could not understand, just looking at Yan Ruo and his car would definitely result in him being classified as a garbage collector. However, with Yan Moxiao sitting behind the car, it was a different story.

He entered the villa and five minutes later he arrived at Yan Moxiao's place. By the time he stopped the car, Yan Ruo was already sweating profusely.

Yan Moxiao jumped off the car, walked to the door and opened it with his key. He didn't even turn around, he directly said to the person behind him: "Move in."

Yan Ruo was so angry that he wanted to kick the thing out of the car into pieces. But in the end, he managed to hold it in.

Fortunately, the computer desk and the cupboard were not too heavy, so it didn't take much effort. Yan Ruo lifted it and finally moved it into the house.

The buildings in the center of the city were worth every inch of money. There was also a villa on the second floor, and there was even a roof. The decorations inside definitely matched his price. Yan Ruo didn't have the heart to appreciate it. When he put down the cabinet and stood up, sweat dripped from his chin onto the shiny wooden floor.

Yan Moxiao sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at him.

Wiping his face with a towel, Yan Ruo gasped at the man, "Is that okay?"

Yan Moxiao didn't say anything as he looked at Ye Zichen, while his eyes revealed a weird look. Yan Ruo didn't think too much about it, nor did he want to.

"Can you give me the money? I have to get back to work. " This was the only thing he wanted to do right now.

"How long are you going to keep pretending?" The person who had been silent all this while finally opened his mouth, as if he was already at the limit of his patience.

Yan Ruo frowned, "What are you pretending for?"

"Is this game really that fun?" Or do you think you can avoid me just by pretending that you don't know me? " Yan Moxiao suddenly stood up and walked towards Yan Ruo. Standing in front of the latter, he bit his teeth and said, "Yan Zhixiao, since when did you act like a coward like this?"

Yan Ruo was finally angry after being complained about so much.

"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm not that Yan Zhixiao, my name is Yan Ruo! "

A godly disease was a godly disease! No matter what you said, it didn't make sense.

"Yan Ruo?" Yan Moxiao frowned and said sarcastically: "Don't you think changing your name is better?"

"I'll f * * king change you! When my parents gave birth to me, they immediately gave me that name. Why would I change that name? " Yan Ruo shouted, "Are you sick!? I already said I don't know you! "How many times do you want me to tell you before you believe me?"

"No matter how many times you say it, I won't believe it!" Yan Moxiao shouted loudly for the first time. He didn't have his usual calmness and calmness, as if he had been forced to the point where he couldn't endure it any longer.

Yan Ruo was stunned, or rather, frightened by him. He stared at Yan Moxiao blankly for a while and then reacted as if he had realized something. He glared at Yan Moxiao and said: "You deliberately came to cause trouble, right? It's just that I saw you fooling around with a man that night. If you dare to do it, then you must be afraid of others watching! "

Yan Moxiao was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something, but quickly recovered. He looked at the man in front of him and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Now that you mention it, you should remind me …"

Yan Ruo frowned. What?

"If you say you don't know me, then let's ask the body whether it knows you or not..." Yan Moxiao sneered and grabbed Yan Ruo's wrist unexpectedly, pulling the man towards him.

Yan Ruo was shocked by Yan Moxiao's actions. It was only when he combined the two of them and their conversation did he realize what Yan Moxiao might be up to. His face instantly turned pale.

"Let go! I'm not interested in doing that with men! "

"Not interested?" Yan Moxiao pushed the man onto the floor, pressed him down on Yan Ruo and said with a smile, "You didn't say that before when I was about to climax!"

Yan Ruo slapped Yan Moxiao angrily, but just as he was about to hit Yan Moxiao, he was stopped.

"You weren't so wild in bed before..." Yan Moxiao stared at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"I said it wasn't that person! Let go! Bastard! Are you even f * cking human? " Yan Ruo struggled.

Yan Moxiao, who was trying to untie his pants, stopped for a moment. Then, he looked at Ye Zichen with a smile as if he heard a joke.

"In your heart, I haven't been human for a long time, have I?"

Just when Yan Ruo was panting and glaring at Yan Moxiao, with a "ripping" sound, his white T-shirt was torn into pieces. His body was instantly exposed to the air, and he subconsciously winced.

Yan Moxiao saw the tattoo on his neck and felt another wave of anger rising slowly.

"Is that how you want to be a rapist?" The man lying on the ground suddenly said. Yan Moxiao looked up at Yan Ruo.

"If you want to rape her, then just say so. There's no need to use other people as an excuse." Yan Ruo's eyes were cold, without any anger or uneasiness. He looked completely different from before.

Yan Moxiao was confused by the sudden turn of events.

Previously, Yan Zhixiao had treated him like this without any response.

Closing his eyes, Yan Moxiao asked, "What do you want?"

"Give me the money. I want it back."

"How will you recognize me?" This game of "strangers" was not fun at all.

Yan Ruo said expressionlessly, "I don't know you."

Being denied once again, Yan Moxiao felt like he was being dumped like a monkey.

There was nothing more vexing than being ignored. At the same time, there was nothing he could do. Yan Moxiao did not like this feeling and had never felt this kind of feeling too much. However, today, his mood was not as stable as usual.

"You want money, don't you?" Yan Moxiao narrowed his eyes at the man. That face, that voice — Yan Moxiao took out a stack of bills from his wallet and threw it at Yan Ruo's face.

"It's done. This money is yours. Last night's MB wasn't so expensive, but your looks … "He sized up the man with a nasty smile," Not even half of his looks.

When the money hit Yan Ruo's face, his eyes were shocking. At that moment, Yan Moxiao felt as if he had returned to the past and a voice told him in his heart that he shouldn't have done that. However, when he looked at the person in front of him, he could only feel that oppressive sensation from a man called Yan Zhixiao.

Yan Moxiao stretched out his hand to touch Yan Ruo's face. The latter showed an undisguised expression of disgust that he had never seen before.

"You …"

"Yan Moxiao, what are you doing?" Another voice suddenly interrupted Yan Moxiao's action.

Just as he was about to raise his head, he was pulled away from Yan Ruo by a man who suddenly barged in.

"Yan Moxiao, are you crazy?"

Seeing Yan Ruo being helped up by the man, Yan Moxiao frowned, "Cheng Sen —"

Cheng Sen ignored him, and helped Yan Ruo up before taking off his jacket and putting it on the latter, "Are you alright? Are you hurt? "

Yan Ruo glanced at the man, took off his clothes and stuffed them into the man's hands. Then he bent down to pick up the towel he dropped and picked up a few bills, exactly 600 yuan. He deserved all of this. He did not have the guts to exchange the money that he might not be able to earn even after half a month for this so-called pride.

After taking the money, Yan Ruo left without looking back, not even glancing at Yan Moxiao.

Yan Moxiao didn't stop him. Cheng Sen looked at Yan Ruo and then looked at Yan Moxiao.

"What's wrong? You didn't want to use force just now, right? "

Yan Moxiao was silent.

"Yan Moxiao, is there something wrong with your head?" Why did I have to do this to him when I finally got him back? and you want him to -- "

Yan Moxiao didn't hear what the man said after that. He kept recalling the look in Yan Ruo's eyes when he looked at him. It was familiar. But even stranger.