Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chu Luo didn't want to obey, he shook his head firmly again.

Xing Chen looked at him and asked tentatively, "You didn't sneak out to drink wine and didn't dare to let your family know?"

Chu Luo shook his head again in confusion.

deny.

Xing Chen thought about it and turned to look at Zheng Ziwan.

"Brother Zheng, let's leave him here for now. Your men are not allowed to touch him. Let's go to the bathroom inside, and I'll take him away after we're done."

Zheng Ziwan nodded readily.

"no problem."

He put his arm around Xing Chen's waist and was about to take Xing Chen to the bathroom.

But at this time Chu Luo was not satisfied.

Chu Luo grabbed Xing Chen's hand and refused to let go no matter what.

Blue Hair was annoyed with him and came up to drag him away.

Chu Luo silently punched him accurately on the bridge of his nose, and Lanmao's nose immediately started bleeding.

"fuck your mother!"

Lanmao wiped his nose, roared and pounced towards Chu Luo.

Xing Chen quickly pulled Chu Luo behind him.

"Just try hitting him!"

Chu Luo was behind Xing Chen, and looked at him in surprise as he pulled his hand.

He just pulled me over here so easily when I was ready to go?

Lanmao glanced at Zheng Ziwan beside him, gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and put his hand down angrily.

Xing Chen took Chu Luo's hand and smiled at Zheng Ziwan in a playful manner.

"Since he wants to come along, Brother Zheng can take him along."

Zheng Ziwan was just asking for it, this was the best thing in the world!

He smiled and led the two into the bathroom.

The bathroom in this box, if I were to describe it, is like everything except a bathroom.

However, in order to justify the matter, a toilet was installed.

After Zheng Ziwan came in and closed the door, Xing Chen considerately locked the door.

"It doesn't matter. They won't come in without my permission if they hear any noise."

Xing Chen smiled slightly: "That's good."

Zheng Ziwan was dazzled by his smile. He pushed him towards the door and wanted to pounce on him and kiss him.

A cold light flashed in Xing Chen's eyes, and with a movement of his fingertips, a stream of transparent air strangled Zheng Ziwan's neck.

When he raised his foot to kick Zheng Ziwan away, Zheng Ziwan's head suddenly tilted back, and then he was pulled away with great force and fell heavily to the ground on his back!

Xing Chen looked up and saw Chu Luo turning around and smiling sweetly at him, then putting the coat he had just taken off over his head!

Xing Chen's eyes went dark: "......"

No, baby, what are you going to do?

Kids are scary.

Drunk kids are scarier!

Xing Chen wanted to pull off the coat covering his head when Chu Luo's breath suddenly approached.

Chu Luo held his hand, and whispered in his ear through his clothes:

"Sister-in-law, the following scene is not suitable for viewing."

Xing Chen: “…”

What the hell!

Big big...sister-in-law?

Xing Chen's scalp tingled when he heard the voice full of taboos, and his body inexplicably went limp.

After Chu Luo let him go, Xing Chen leaned against the door and actually didn't move.

The coat was full of Chu Luo's scent.

The private room was filled with smoke and he had been drinking, but there was still a hint of cool fragrance on his clothes.

Xing Chen thought that he would ask him what laundry detergent he used later.

Xing Chen lowered his eyes and saw Chu Luo pulling out Zheng Ziwan's belt through the gap under his coat, and then he heard the sound of clothes being torn.

Xing Chen raised his hand and untied the restriction on Zheng Ziwan's neck, but while he was taking a deep breath, he stuffed the tangible airflow into Zheng Ziwan's mouth.

The sound of a belt whipping rang out all over his head, and Zheng Ziwan wailed again and again, but his throat was blocked so cleverly that the wailing suddenly had a different flavor.

It really pollutes the ears.

Xing Chen listened carefully to the noise outside. Apart from dealing with Zheng Ziwan's voice, he did nothing else.

Zheng Ziwan is tall and strong, nearly 1.9 meters tall. Apart from being a little taller than him, Chu Luo does not seem to have any advantage in terms of physique.

But at this moment, Zheng Ziwan was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back.

It seems that Chu Luo not only practices shooting, but also boxing.

Xing Chen felt relieved, and even his posture leaning against the door became lazy. He folded his arms and let Chu Luo perform.

After Chu Luo finished beating the guy, he came over and took out the cell phone from his coat.

After getting it in his hand, he stood in front of Xing Chen without moving.

Xing Chen asked, "What are you looking at?"

Chu Luo gently touched him on the head.

"There's grass on my coat."

"Can I take it off now?"

"It's dirty to your eyes, don't look at it."

Chu Luo said this and walked away.

Xing Chen was a little curious, so he blew gently on the corner of his coat, and the corner of his coat quietly lifted up a little.

He looked closely and saw that Zheng Ziwan's body was covered in blood, his hands were tied behind his back, and he was now kneeling on the ground with his head pressed into the toilet.

Chu Luo was holding his mobile phone and preparing to take a photo.

Xing Chen: “…”

He quickly lowered the corner of his clothes and pretended not to see it.

As a sunny and cheerful big boy, everyone has a rebellious period.

It's normal to do something during the rebellious period.

Absolutely normal.

Chu Luo was busy for a while, probably trying many different poses to take pictures of Zheng Ziwan. In the end, there was no movement at all, and he walked back to Xing Chen.

Xing Chen saw him standing in front of him.

"Fainted?" Xing Chen asked.

"Yeah." Chu Luo responded softly.

"Have you thought about how to explain when you get out?"

"Just explain, sister-in-law."

"Don't call me sister-in-law."

"Don't you like Chu Yi? Why don't you want me to call you sister-in-law?"

"...Maybe it's more correct to call him brother-in-law?"

Chu Luo laughed softly, "Sister-in-law, why are you so well behaved?"

"What?"

Chu Luo stretched out his hands and slowly lifted the coat that was covering Xing Chen's head.

His movements were very slow, as if he was appreciating Xingchen's chin, mouth and nose tip bit by bit.

Finally, the two men looked at each other, and Chu Luo maintained that posture and did not take off his clothes for a long time.

Xing Chen looked at him, and at that moment he suddenly had an illusion.

He felt that Chu Luo's movements were so solemn as if he was lifting the red veil with his own hands.

Xing Chen thought, I really have a tendency to let my imagination run wild.

Xing Chen pulled off his coat and stuffed it into Chu Luo's arms, then started to use the same old trick again.

He raised his hand and tore his collar, messing up his hair, then squinted his eyes and pinched his neck, leaving red marks.

Chu Luo understood his plan at a glance and grabbed his hand.

“The hits I gave him on the head left no marks, but I can guarantee that when he wakes up he will forget everything that happened.

Also, just in case, I took lots of pictures.

People like Zheng Ziwan value their reputation more than anything else. Even if he remembers it later, these photos can be used to threaten him."

Xing Chen was not surprised at what he said.

I just feel that this kid probably took a lot of weird electives besides his main subject of shooting.

"There is no conflict," Xing Chen tried to pull his hand out of his grasp. "When you are in a weak position, even if you are sure to win and you win beautifully, don't forget to pretend to be a victim."

Xing Chen looked at his iron-hooped fingers.

"This is a free lesson for you today, let go."

Chu Luo did not let go.

He looked at Xingchen's neck with a serious look.

"So, just put a little hickey on it, right?"