Laughing, the host always wants to escape

After a long time, until Tang Cuo was a little out of breath, Jian Rong slowly let go of his hand.

He lowered his head and looked at him, the lust in his deep eyes had not yet completely subsided, "This mouth seems soft, but why are all the words that come out of it so cold?"

After escaping from his control, Tangcuo leaned back in a chair beside him, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air.

He slowly raised his head, his big eyes filled with mist, "Jian Rong, do you know what you are doing?"

"I am clear-headed and understand clearly that from now on, don't let me know that you have any special connection with Mo Mian or Duan Nanxing, otherwise I can't guarantee what I will do to you." Jian Rong stretched out a finger and rubbed it along his lips.

"It's fine to keep going like this, Tangcuo. I've said it before, we will keep fighting till death."

[The system detects that the attacker's hatred value has dropped to 32%. Please keep up the good work, host.]

Tang Cuo turned his head to look out the car window and ignored him.

After returning to the villa, Jian Rong grabbed Tang Cuo's arm tightly and took him back to the bedroom.

"Tang Cuo, remember every word I said to you today..." After saying that, Jian Rong did not stay any longer and turned to go to the study.

There was a day's work piled up that he still needed to deal with, but compared to before when he had suppressed his emotions, he felt a lot more relaxed now.

The efficiency of processing work is also surprisingly fast.

Tang Cuo lay quietly on the bed, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, "Xiao Ye, isn't Jian Rong's progress a little too fast today?"

[Well...normally, it was a bit fast, but it is also possible that the host and Duan Nanxing were talking, which stimulated the attacker, so he made such a move.]

"Good fellow, so he is a masochist?" Tang Cuo said, folding his hands and resting them on his head. "If he knew that I was going to elope with Duan Nanxing, wouldn't I... lose my integrity?"

[Host, don't worry. No one else can see it except you and the Captor. It's okay.]

Thank you, I'm not comforted at all...

"Then I will study carefully how to defeat the enemy with one blow." As he said this, a smile appeared on Tangcuo's face.

At the same time, Duan Nanxing looked at the black-clad bodyguard leaving, his eyes becoming increasingly stern. He carefully took out the note left by Tang Cuo from his pocket.

[The prisoners are under guard in Qianyue Bay Villa. Do not act on your own. Wait for my news...]

The words on the note were very concise, but Duan Nanxing still understood what he meant. Tang Cuo wanted to go and rescue him himself, but he had not yet decided on a time.

Thinking of this, Duan Nanxing's eyes darkened: relying solely on his own abilities, he might not be able to rescue Tang Cuo safely, and this matter really required him to think carefully.

He walked towards the garden gate, then raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the figure in the moonlight.

Meng Zhuo stood in the moonlight, looking at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Duan Nanxing approached him, lowered his head silently, and called out, "Uncle..."

Hearing his voice, Meng Zhuo turned around and glanced at him, "Let's go back after we're done shopping."

"No, uncle, actually I have something I want to ask you for help with." Duan Nanxing swallowed. In fact, he didn't know what kind of feelings his uncle had for Tang Cuo, but the arrow was on the string, and he could only take a gamble.

"What's wrong?" Meng Zhuo was a little confused.

"Uncle, I like Tangcuo..."

"What did you say?" Meng Zhuo's face darkened a little, and he looked at him in disbelief, "You like Xiaocuo?"

"Yes."

"You want my help because of him?"

"Yes."

"He doesn't like you? Or do you want me to bring you two together?" Meng Zhuo came back to his senses. "You know no matter which one it is, I may not be able to help."

"I will tell him in person about my feelings for him, but he is imprisoned by Jian Rong in his private villa, so I can't see him..."

"You want me to help you get him out?"

"Yes." Duan Nanxing pursed his lips.

"Is this your idea or Xiaocuo's?" Meng Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked at him with scrutiny.

"It was my idea, but Acuo didn't want to stay with Jian Rong. Even though there's a blood feud between them, Tang Hong is dead, and Xiaocuo took a bullet for him. He shouldn't hold a grudge against him for everything." Duan Nanxing's tone was a little angry when he mentioned this.

"Besides, he seems to have some different feelings towards Tangcuo."

"What do you mean?" Meng Zhuo asked in confusion after hearing his words.

"It turns out that in the rainforest, I asked him indirectly what he thought of Xiaocuo, and he said that he was just playing with him and would hand her over to me after the matter was completed. But when I brought it up again this time, he denied it..."

Meng Zhuo thought for a while, took a few steps forward, then turned to face him and said, "In a few days, the upper class will hold a few more banquets, and Jian Rong will also attend them. This is just your chance.

But I can't show up in this matter. If there is any movement on my side, he will get the news."

"I know, uncle, I will seize the opportunity."

"During this period, Xiaocuo should contact you on his own initiative. If he doesn't contact you, you should not take the initiative to contact him, otherwise it will expose you." Meng Zhuo sighed, "I watched Xiaocuo grow up. No matter what Tang Hong is like, he is not wrong..."

"I understand, little uncle. After I rescue him, I will take him abroad and settle down with him in a place that no one knows."

"We'll talk about it later..." Meng Zhuo looked up at the dim moonlight in the sky, "You go back first, I'm tired."

"Okay, then uncle, you should go to bed early." After saying that, he walked out of the villa.

The next morning, Tang Cuo opened his eyes again and found that Jian Rong was not beside him. He felt relieved.

He got out of bed, walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and then stretched, "Xiao Ye, has Jian Rong left the villa?"

[According to system detection, the attacker has left the villa.]

"Hey, I really have a lot of tasks today. First of all, I have to trick Jian Rong into giving me a cell phone. Since he caught me, he even confiscated my cell phone.

Besides, I have to find a chance to visit my brothers today. Jian Rong has not told me any news about them, and I am a little worried. "

[The host is really a diligent little angel.]

"Okay, stop flattering me. I know I'm very hardworking." Tang Cuo couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Then he turned around, opened the door, and walked down the stairs. The hall was empty. Apart from a few bodyguards standing very straight, there was no one else in sight.

Tang Cuo walked slowly towards the kitchen, then watched the chef busy cleaning up with a mysterious smile on his face.