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A handsome boy stuck to Zhou Cong's body all of a sudden, clung to Zhou Cong's arm tightly, and touched Zhou Cong's body with his other hand.

"Hehe." Seeing this person's obsequious look, Liao Han couldn't help but think that this person is also one of them, counting from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, right?

"That's right, there's no money to come, Brother Zhou's family is bankrupt, don't you know?" Zhou Cong didn't turn his face, but said lightly.

"Those rumors are true." The little boy left all of a sudden, pouted and said unwillingly, "Brother Zhou used to be a fool."

Zhou Cong felt pain when he thought about the money he spent in the past. He really didn’t know how expensive he was. He spent tens of thousands on such a thing, which was enough to buy a better harvester for Liao Han.

"You also said that was in the past, but now you are working for this person, and you don't get paid every month." Zhou Cong said half-truthfully.

Upon hearing this, the little boy's eyes were glued to Liao Han's body, his big eyes looked innocent, and his eyelashes fluttered unnaturally like a small fan.

Liao Han only felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end, no matter men or women, such a pretentious posture is really uncomfortable.After much deliberation, Zhou Cong is better, at least he is normal.

This kid met Liao Han for the first time, and he couldn't understand Liao Han's temper. In addition, Liao Han's body was strong, and he looked like a stranger, so he didn't dare to get too close to Liao Han for a while.

"Zhou Cong." Liao Han called Zhou Cong in a low voice, expressing his dissatisfaction. Zhou Cong took a sip of wine and said to the little boy, "Let's find another target, this person is angry."

"Brother Zhou, I'll go first."

Liao Han also took a sip of the wine, but felt that the whole mouth was a little spicy. He frowned and asked, "What kind of wine is this? So spicy?"

"The signature wine of this store, Heart of Flames, how about it, is it strong enough?"

"enough…"

Before Liao Han could finish his sentence, he just lay down on the table at the bar. Zhou Cong slapped his forehead, how could he forget that Liao Han couldn't drink enough.If I knew it earlier, I would have ordered him a fruit wine that girls like to drink. It has a low alcohol content and is not so exciting.

Zhou Cong half-dragged and half-carried Liao Han to the hotel room. He was so tired that he threw Liao Han on the ground and went to take a bath first.Unlike Zhou Cong who was drunk and drunk, Liao Han slept peacefully when he was drunk, and he was not troublesome at all.

After taking a shower, Liao Han still fell to the ground, but his shirt and tie were torn apart by himself.

Liao Han's pectoral and abdominal muscles were evasive in his shirt, Zhou Cong swallowed secretly, and put him on the big bed with extreme restraint, he didn't touch Liao Han, just felt like he was sweating again after taking a shower.

Taking off Liao Han's clothes, Zhou Cong was inexplicably embarrassed and wanted to stay away from Liao Han.Who knew that Liao Han grabbed Zhou Cong who was about to get up, held him in his arms, and muttered: "Don't go."

"This stupid big guy only has a lot of strength left." Zhou Cong struggled a lot, but to no avail, he broke away the bathrobe instead, exposing the entire skin.

After a busy day today, Zhou Cong was also tired, so he simply fell asleep like this.

Liao Han quietly opened one eye, seeing Zhou Cong who was asleep, his heart was full of satisfaction.It was true that he was a little dizzy after drinking the wine just now, but Liao Han regained consciousness after a while.Feeling Zhou Cong's care, Liao Han simply pretended to be drunk, feeling Zhou Cong's tenderness at this moment.

The room was well heated, so Liao Han still put the quilt on Zhou Cong's body to prevent him from catching a cold.Zhou Cong's body was slippery and cold, Liao Han hugged Zhou Cong contentedly, and the hearts of the two people who were close to each other were also pressed together.

The two slept until it was almost check-out time, and they would not have woken up if the front desk hadn't come to ask if they wanted to renew the room.After lunch at the hotel, Zhou Cong and Liao Han drove home slowly.

On the way, Zhou Cong kept his face sullen and didn't speak. It was obviously Liao Han who held him last night and told him not to leave. The first thing this stupid guy said when he woke up in the morning was: "Is my arms so warm?"

Not only that, but he also refused to admit his rogue behavior, saying that he drank the fragments and couldn't remember.

Is this still the dull and bullying Liao Han?

"Are you still angry? Well, well, let me force you to hold you." Liao Han said deliberately.

"What do you mean by 'it's okay'?" Zhou Cong was almost dizzy, if he was not driving, he would definitely have a good reasoning with Liao Han, "If your eloquence was used in the right place, we would have already Make a fortune!"

Liao Han didn't speak, thinking what he was talking about with others, how interesting it was to tease Zhou Cong.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the village, Zhou Cong drove steadily, and said with a little pride: "You see, the road is really different after repairing, and the driving is so stable."

"Yeah, this road is really right."

The car drove not far from home, Zhou Cong narrowed his eyes, and asked uncertainly: "Hey, do you think those people are gathered at the door of our big tile house?"

Zhou Cong parked the car a little far away from the crowd, looked carefully at the crowd, and made sure that it was at the door of his big tile house. When he opened the car window, he could hear someone talking loudly among the crowd.

"Folks, my wife Zhu Shasha is at this man's house now!" Zhao San stood in the center of the crowd with a sad face, spreading rumors, "I've been cuckolded!"

"Aren't you Zhao San from the next village!" Someone recognized him, because Zhao San came here a few days ago and beat Zhu Shasha to the hospital, and it is still being discussed.

"It's me. Why did I hit that bitch? It's because she gave me a cuckold, and I didn't come home all night last night," Zhao San said as if it was true. I, I saw that bitch here, and I was kept in the dark!"

"This is Liao Han's family, you are right!" Uncle Ma disagreed at first, he knew the Liao family boy, he was very upright, how could he do such a thing.

"Hey, old horse, it's not certain. During the Chinese New Year, I watched that girl from Zhu's family come here often."

"No, I've seen it before. I even introduced my niece to Liao Han. I really misjudged him."

Seeing that he had stirred up public opinion, Zhao San was even more proud. He splashed the red paint he had prepared long ago on the wall of Liao Han's courtyard, and kept pounding on the door with stones, yelling: "I know you two dogs I'm in the house, come out quickly!"

"Why are you like this? If you are looking for someone, you will find someone. What are you doing with the paint?" Uncle Ma wanted to step forward to stop him, but Zhao San held a big iron rod in his hand, and let anyone come to stop him if he had the guts The posture of opening the scoop.

Uncle Ma shook his head, splashing paint and other underworld tricks were used, and Zhao San was not a good stubble.

"Young man, are you sure you're at home? Why hasn't there been any movement for so long?" asked the onlookers.

Zhao San was a little guilty. He came here on impulse. He didn't think about what to do if no one was at home, so he yelled, "They are at home. They are afraid of being caught in bed by me, so they don't come out!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to step on the iron gate and climb over the wall to enter.

Liao Han was about to explode in anger. He helped Zhu Shasha with the divorce every day in the past few days.The Public Security Bureau, the hospital, and the court ran back and forth to several places. While preparing materials, Liao Han knew how shameless Zhao San's family was.

Zhu Shasha has been domestically abused more than five times in the police station’s records. At the beginning, the police were very protective of Zhu Shasha, but she couldn’t do without her again and again. Warning handling.

In the worst case, three of Zhu Shasha's ribs were broken and she had to recuperate in the hospital for several months. Taking advantage of this time, Zhao San found a young girl outside and took her home.

Later, Zhu Shasha took her children to live in her natal home, and Zhao San was allowed to mess around at home.

The divorce lawsuit finally came to fruition, and of course it also touched the interests of the Zhao family. The reason for the trouble now is obviously to punish Liao Han.

"I'll go down and argue with them, you're in the car." Liao Han said in a deep voice.

Zhou Cong grabbed Liao Han, gave him a blank look, and said, "In a society ruled by law, if you can call the police, don't do it yourself."

Then Zhou Cong dialed 110, his face was normal, but his tone was that of a frightened victim, "I, I want to call the police. Someone, someone surrounded my house."

"Sir, don't worry, how many people are there? Where are you now?"

"I was hiding outside the house, and there were more than 30 people on the other side! They were all holding sticks."

"Sir, your position is..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Cong looked at the red paint all over the wall with a sullen expression, thinking that you dare to mess with my house, you are really impatient.

As soon as the police heard that there was a gang riot, they immediately dispatched several police cars to the scene.Seeing the police coming, Zhou Cong got out of the car with Liao Han.

Zhao San had just climbed to the top of the wall of the big tile house, when several policemen saw the leading man climbing over the wall in broad daylight, they shouted angrily like thunder, "What are you doing! Come down!"

"The police are here." The onlookers backed away when they saw the police, for fear of getting involved with Zhao San.

"Ah!" Zhao San didn't know what to do when he was riding on the wall, but when he heard the voice of the policeman, his legs became weaker, and he fell off the wall all of a sudden.

Several policemen stepped forward to control Zhao San, seeing that he was an old acquaintance, they were even annoyed: "Isn't this Zhao San? Why, instead of beating his wife, he climbed over the wall instead?"

"Who called the police?" the policeman asked, and the villagers shook their heads, not daring to breathe.

"Comrade police, I called the police." Zhou Cong and Liao Han appeared behind the crowd, "My cousin and I went to the urban area to participate in the agricultural exhibition yesterday, and we just came back this afternoon. Surrounding my house and splashing paint, it scared the two of us."

When the onlookers heard this, they all felt a little hot. There was no one at home, and they believed Zhao San, a man from outside the village, who told him nonsense.

"What evidence do you have that you are not at home?" Zhao San was still uneasy, struggling and shouting.

"We have plenty of evidence, so there's no need to tell you." Zhou Cong said indifferently, "Fellow folks, can you really do that kind of thing when you saw Liao Han growing up?"

Uncles and aunts were a little annoyed, they knew what kind of child Liao Han was, who didn't think about it at the beginning, if only their children were half as filial as Liao Han.

When the village chief heard about this, he rushed over from the village committee immediately. Seeing the paint all over the walls of Liao Han's house, he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

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