mandatory agreement

"Sir." Sara was everywhere and accompanied his master all the time.

"What's the matter?" Champion is dealing with military-related work—more than 1 people were killed or injured in the Second Army a few days ago, and almost all high-level officials were forced to "leave". Dou has been unable to determine the candidate for a long time.Soldiers needed treatment and comfort, punishment and rewards, and daily military affairs also needed to be dealt with urgently. The candidates went around a lot, and finally fell on Champion for a short time.

Champion's past experience is good enough. The best part is that he had a blood feud with the Second Legion, and there is no possibility of him taking it for his own use and fighting side by side.

Champion, as expected by the council, only does his own business, and seems to be a very useful transitional pawn.

"Mr. Zhou Xing has been sitting quietly in the old house all morning."

"How is he doing?"

"Not so good, I lit the lighter a few times and it went out again."

"He probably wanted to burn my painting."

Champion hit the Enter key, put the computer aside casually, straightened up, and said, "Prepare the car, I'll pick him up."

"Sir." There was a hint of hesitation in Sarah's voice.

"So what?"

"You just mentioned 'my painting'."

"That is indeed my painting." Champion took a scarf and put it on his wrist, "I am Lu Zheng, and Lu Zheng's painting is of course mine."

——But in the past, you always tried to separate Champion and Lu Zheng. You have always played different characters. I even suspect that you have a slight schizophrenia.

Sara silently deleted this sentence from its memory, and it realized that Zhou Xing was more important to its owner than it had predicted before.

Champion was sitting on the back seat of the car. He was screening the theme layout of the wedding, and he saved several proposals and forwarded them to Zhou Xing's mailbox.

"Perhaps you should remind Mr. Zhou Xing to check his email?" Sara reminded tactfully.

Champion smiled and said, "He wouldn't want to see these things."

"Perhaps you could choose to tell him the whole truth at this point?"

"Sarah, people's feelings are very fragile," Champion stroked his watch, "Zhou Xing's liking for Lu Zheng is fragile, and my concern for Zhou Xing is also the same."

Sara didn't agree with this sentence, it thought its owner was just being stubborn, but it wouldn't say it directly to make its owner feel unhappy.

Through the analysis of existing evidence and comparison of databases, it insists that its owner is the most powerful man in the alliance, but also the most pitiful man in the alliance.

Everything its owner does is correct, even if it is wrong, it is due to a different perspective.

But it also seems to have developed some "emotions", and it expects its owner to be happy, to have happiness, and to have his wishes come true, and this "emotion" is not programmed.

After driving for several hours, the car gradually stopped. Champion woke up from a nap, his eyes were clear, and he stepped out of the car with long legs.

He was wearing a dark blue military uniform today, and the custom-made gloves fit his hands perfectly. It didn't look like he came in a hurry, but he seemed to be carefully preparing to go on an appointment with his lover.

The lawn around the villa was a bit barren, the sun was setting, but the lights of the villa were not on, and it turned out to be pitch black from a distance.

"Is he alright?" Champion asked softly.

"It hasn't gotten any worse," Sarah replied cautiously.

"Go get some food and light all the lights."

"Mr. Zhou may be suspicious."

"As his legal partner, you have to listen to my orders."

"Okay, sir."

As soon as the voice fell, the windows of the villa lit up one by one, and after tens of seconds, they became brightly lit. Champion stepped on the soft light, pushed open the door, and shouted, "Zhou Xing?"

As expected, Zhou Xing did not answer.

"Where is he?"

"In your former studio."

Champion looked cold, he went upstairs, clasped his hands and knocked on the door three times, but the people inside were silent, barely audible breathing.

Champion pushed open the door of the studio and saw the scene in front of him—Zhou Xing fixed all the paintings in the studio on the brackets, and arranged the brackets around the recliner in a semicircle, while he himself was wearing a thin And the old shirt, with a bulging belly, lying silently on the recliner.

Champion walked around the easel and walked to Zhou Xing's side. Following Zhou Xing's gaze, he set his sights on the painting facing the reclining chair—this painting is no accident, it really is Zhou Xing's half-naked that one.

Champion didn't call Zhou Xing's name, but took off the glove of his right hand, and slowly stretched towards the painting—just before his fingers touched the drawing paper, Zhou Xing asked abruptly, " what you up to?"

"What do you want to do again?" Champion asked calmly.

Zhou Xing struggled to move his body, his hands supported his belly like a shell that had lost its soul.

"daydreaming."

"I called Sarah's permissions and it said, you're trying to burn these paintings."

Zhou Xing rubbed the bracelet on his right hand, as if he was comforting Sara. He didn't resent, because he knew a long time ago that Champion was not something he could resist, and he had no ability to protect the most important thing Lu Zheng gave him. gift.

"You have given me these paintings, and I can dispose of them according to my wishes." Zhou Xing's voice was very soft, not a rebuttal, but a compromise.

"Your body is more important, and there are certain risks in igniting a fire. Why don't you just shred it with a shredder." Champion seemed to be simply offering a suggestion.

Zhou Xing's toes curled up slightly, he retched a few times, and said with a pale face, "No, I don't want to."

"Since you don't want to part with it, then keep it well. If you want to see it, you can come and see it at any time, and there is no need to stay for a whole day."

Champion looks very gentle, but Zhou Xing has been with him for several months, and he has already noticed the deep displeasure under the other's appearance.

Zhou Xing lowered his head and forced himself to speak: "It won't be like this in the future, sorry."

"Have you eaten yet?" Champion casually started a new topic, exposing the incident.

"not yet."

"Eat more at that time, the child will never be hungry with you."

"it is good."

"Can you get up by yourself? Let's go to the restaurant."

"it should be OK."

Zhou Xing supported his stomach, stretched out his legs carefully, and went to explore the slippers on the floor. Just when his thumb touched the upper of the shoe, Champion sneered and hugged him.

"Appropriately showing weakness is good for yourself and good for your children."

Zhou Xing didn't refute this sentence, he lay in Champion's arms, but kept staring at Lu Zheng's painting until Champion closed the studio door.

"Did the child move today?"

"Moved."

"The month is here, you should be able to do genetic testing." Champion seemed to mention it casually.

Zhou Xing pursed his lower lips, raised his hands, put them around Champion's neck, and said softly, "Don't do this, okay?"

"Are you afraid that this child belongs to Lu Zheng, and I will force you to get rid of it or not pay alimony, or are you afraid that this child belongs to me, and you will completely lose your concern and reason for living?"

Are afraid.

Zhou Xing was afraid of Champion's insightful words, and he was even more afraid of stepping into the trap set by Champion step by step.

He vaguely guessed why Champion suddenly made this suggestion. It was nothing more than that he had angered him, and there was only one most effective way to change that person's mind.

Zhou Xing raised his head, kissed Champion's chin lightly, and whispered, "Please..."

"Eat enough today and have a good night's rest. I'll be on vacation tomorrow." Champion's eyes wandered over Zhou Xing's body, and landed on his abdomen for a long time, "The doctor said that you are in good health, and you should fulfill your duties as a wife." duty."

"……it is good."

The dinner was unexpectedly sumptuous. Champion and Zhou Xing sat on both sides of the table. Zhou Xing tried his best to stuff the food into his mouth. He was not hungry, but he was afraid that the child would be malnourished.

Champion's gaze would occasionally fall gently on Zhou Xing, but when Zhou Xing raised his head, he returned to his indifferent and steady look.