ferocious

Zhu Guining stretched out his fingers and pressed a series of codes on the electronic lock, and the door of the villa opened in response.

What came over us was the cold smell of the air conditioner. Compared with the beach in late autumn, the temperature in the villa was even lower.Zhu Guining frowned, tugged at the collar of his sweater uncomfortably, and walked into the room.

Zhu Suying was lying sideways on an imperial concubine chair, with a thick and long fur wrapped around her waist, her two slender white legs were bare, and the nails on her feet were painted blood red.

She didn't seem surprised by the fact that Zhu Guining skipped class and went home. She remained motionless, resting her chin on her right hand, glanced in the direction of the gate, then beckoned to Zhu Guining, calling him to come and sit down.

Zhu Guining lowered his eyelashes, his fingers huddled in the sleeves of the sweater were clenched tightly, and the joints were even faintly white.Even so, he kept walking until he stood in front of Zhu Suying, and seemed to randomly pick a nearby off-white sofa to sit down on.

Zhu Suying got up, sat on the edge of the chaise longue, and wrapped the fur around her shoulders to block the scenery in front of her chest.

She lit a slender tobacco, turned her head, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring in the direction where Zhu Guining was not there, then turned around and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Zhu Guining's head.

Zhu Guining made a big dodge, not letting those white and soft fingers touch him, and made no effort to hide his intention to resist the touch of his biological mother.

Zhu Suiying fumbled for nothing, but she was not too surprised. Instead, she raised her bright red lips, and her eyes revealed helplessness and tolerance. She shook her head like a real loving mother, and said angrily, "Ning Ning has grown up. I don't like letting my mother touch it."

Zhu Guining looked at her coldly, not being moved by the superficial performance of the woman.

Compared to worrying about gains and losses in front of Yin Shanyue just now, Zhu Guining at this moment is more like a curled up hedgehog, burying his soft belly in the deepest part, and showing others only the hard and sharp spikes The thorns, like armor, made him cold and invulnerable.

Zhu Guining turned his head to ignore her, but out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of a Sony camera on the crystal coffee table, and next to it was a removed memory card, black, the size of half a palm.

The veins on Zhu Guining's forehead twitched.

At this time, the door of a certain room on the second floor of the villa was suddenly unlocked from the inside and pushed open, making a "squeak".

The two people downstairs were attracted by the noise, and their eyes followed the escalator and subconsciously cast upstairs.

Zhao Yibin seemed to have just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, his whole body was naked and naked, and a white towel was put on his neck which was better than nothing.He didn't expect Zhu Guining to come back at this time, with a hint of surprise on his face.

Zhu Guining sat on the sofa and did not get up. He turned his eyes back and stared at the white marble floor tiles on his toes. His throat moved a few times, and his voice was hoarse and vague:

"……dad."

The man standing upstairs looked about 35 or [-] years old, but when he heard Zhu Guining's voice, there was a half-smile expression on his face.

He took a few steps forward, stood behind the railing on the second floor, picked up the white towel around his neck to wipe off the drops of water falling from his chest, nodded at Zhu Guining, and stopped walking the bird under Zhu Suying's eyes. Then he turned and went back to the previous room.

The lady's cigarette between Zhu Suying's fingers was more than half burnt, and the burnt tobacco smell was mixed with a little citrus aroma.By coincidence, the woman thought of the phone call from the chef of the hotel two days ago, and began to talk to Zhu Guining: "Why doesn't Ningning eat the lunch that mom usually ordered for you?"

"..." Zhu Guining didn't think that Zhu Suying would start with such a trivial matter, he frowned and didn't answer.

Zhu Suying shrugged her shoulders boredly, with an innocent expression on her face.She bent down, dragged a silver ashtray from the middle of the crystal coffee table, and put out the cigarette butt on it, and a thin wisp of smoke floated up.

The shape of the ashtray is very unique, made into the shape of layered lotus petals, but it is full of cigarette butts, which destroys the beauty of the ashtray itself.

The atmosphere in the room was very stiff, Zhu Guining and Zhu Suying were not like a mother and son, but more like two strangers.

"Let's talk," Zhu Suying no longer detoured, and pulled out an exquisite handmade custom-embroidered handbag from the crack of the chaise longue, unscrewed the buckle on it, put her white and slender fingertips half on the edge of the handbag, and said to Zhu Guining : "How much do you want your mother to give you this time?"

"..." Zhu Guining raised his eyes and met her eyes: "Donate a multimedia center to our school."

"Small things," Zhu Suying grinned, smiling easily, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case again, put it between her lips, but didn't light it up: "But baby, you have to tell mom, why did you do this all of a sudden?"

Zhu Guining's eyes flickered a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Zhu Suying didn't make things difficult for him, and smiled: "You never liked to talk to your mother since you were a child."

The matte lipstick on the woman's lips today is exquisitely selected, which makes her look good. With a face that has been piled up with countless skin care products and medical beauty methods, she doesn't look like a 48-year-old mother:

"Mom promised you, after all, mother loves you so much."

Zhu Guining was unmoved, thinking of Feng Yuanhang's face in front of the villa just now, his heart tightened for a while.

"Dining at home?" Zhu Suying asked.

Zhu Guining was silent for a long time, but still shook his head, he was very stingy towards Zhu Suying, cherishing words like gold: "No."

Zhu Suying didn't force it, but stood up, put on a pair of rabbit wool slippers on the carpet, walked to the wine cabinet next to her, opened the storage layer, and picked out three or five pieces of bird's nest and ginseng from inside The tonic, came back and put it at Zhu Guining's feet, and said softly:

"I'm too tired from reading, Ningning took these back and ate them to replenish my body."

"...Just beg you as a mother, huh?"

Standing beside Zhu Guining, Zhu Suying stretched out her hand again, and stroked the child's soft and fluffy forehead.

Zhu Guining was sitting on the off-white sofa, his bare legs were getting goosebumps from the cool air of the air conditioner in the room, his whole body was like a piece of wood, stiff and straight.

But she didn't refuse Zhu Suying's touch again.

The moment Zhu Suying took his hand back, Zhu Guining closed his eyes fiercely, randomly grabbed three or two bags of supplements, stood up "Teng" and walked out the door, even saying goodbye in a very loud voice. Vague.

The youngest son came and went in a hurry, seeing him, but it seemed that he was just asking for money, and he was so perfunctory that he didn't even want to tell her the reason—even if it was fabricated.

Zhu Suying didn't have any temper, she held the third cigarette she had just lit, turned her head slightly, and kissed a lingering kiss to Zhao Yibin, who came down from upstairs at some time and was naked from the upper body.

It's just that the sound of closing the door when Zhu Guining left hadn't settled yet, but Zhu Suying's cell phone in the embroidered handbag rang a notification that she had received a message, and it rang like a clear spring.

Zhu Suying took out the phone, and tapped the screen with her index finger painted in bright red Kodan.

As the text message from the unknown number was successfully loaded, a very clear photo suddenly appeared on the screen——Zhu Suiying's lustful appearance jumped out abruptly, with more than a dozen posters stacked on top of each other, pasted on the bulletin board in Lingzhong Above, a group of high school students in school uniforms gathered in a circle, with weird expressions, pointing at the poster.

Swipe down, followed by another photo.

It seemed to be the student information form in Lingzhong. The registration information of Feng Shun and Feng Li was specially selected and placed side by side on the solid wood desk. On it were the ID photos of the two people's student ID cards, two identical faces, four One eye stared straight ahead.

What people care about most is the column of parents' contact information. The father just signed Feng Yuanhang's three flamboyant characters, while the mother's side is much more detailed. quite complete.

Zhu Suying's eyes staring at the screen became subtle.

She stretched out her slender fingers and tapped a certain place on the screen with her rounded nails. Looking at the names of the two brothers and mothers of the Feng family, she lost her mind for a moment.

Zhao Yibin bent down, poked his finger inside Zhu Suying's skirt, kissed and bit Zhu Suying's neck a few times.It's just that when he inadvertently saw where the woman's finger was pointing at, he was obviously taken aback, and subconsciously blurted out: "Zhu Suiman?"

Zhu Suying was brought back to his senses by his voice, chuckled lightly, held Zhao Yibin's palm, and answered the wrong question: "Ningning is angry."

Immediately, as if she was amused by her own words, the woman stuffed the cigarette butt into Zhao Yibin's mouth, clung to it, rubbed against the man's strong chest, and said vaguely:

"...I'm still a child after all."

***

The moment Zhu Guining closed the door of Zhu's villa, the calmness that he had pretended to fall apart in an instant, the blood on his face faded away, and he stood there and took a deep breath of air-conditioning.

He walked out, his back was drenched in cold sweat, it could almost be called fleeing.He strode across the iron gate of the courtyard attached to the villa, and as soon as he turned a corner, he flung himself into an embrace in a daze.

Yin Shanyue waited behind the wall of flowers, and now that Zhu Guining had thrown himself into a trap, he was unceremonious, wrapped his arm around the other's slender waist tightly, and pulled it into his arms.

Zhu Guining's pent-up breath was completely released in an instant, he tightened his grip on the corner of Yin Shanyue's clothes, and only after he relaxed did he feel a little ashamed, his nerves were too tense, so he became sensitive and fragile.Finally returned to the safe zone he believed, no matter how hypocritical at this time, the implication of making a fuss out of a molehill is completely obvious.

Yin Shanyue hugged him, apparently getting used to taking care of his younger sister who was still in elementary school, and reached out to touch Zhu Guining's back—children are hyperactive, and the autumn clothes they wear in autumn and winter are prone to sweat, Therefore, they often have to change the cloth towels on their backs, so as not to catch cold after they calm down.

Touching Zhu Guining's cold sweat with his fingertips, Yin Shanyue sighed in a low voice, commenting that he was "uneasy".

"Be good, don't be afraid," Yin Shanyue's voice paused, and then he held Zhu Guining's face in his hands, kissed the corner of his forehead a few times, and patted Zhu Guining's back comfortingly , coaxing him: "Brother will take you out to play later, huh?"