After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

Hearing the commotion, the shop manager ran out of the kitchen in a hurry, saw the pile of overturned tables and chairs on the ground, and was taken aback for a moment, then saw Jiang Fan standing beside him, and subconsciously asked, "Jiang Fan, is this you?" made?"

Jiang Fan didn't look at him, his eyes still fell on the faces of the two girls.

The cold expression on his face caused the two of them to huddle together, their eyes full of guilt.

"If you dare to say a single word of what you just said in front of him," he spit out the words chillingly through the gap between his teeth, his eyes like sharp arrows, "I promise that your mouth will never be heard again." Can't speak."

Meanwhile, another city.

Dining room, dining table filled with a good dinner vibe.

Zhou Cheng sat in his usual position, picking up and eating food quietly.

Thinking of the girl he met during the day, he stopped his chopsticks and looked at the man across the table, "By the way, I have a question for you."

He Xiao raised his eyelids, raised his eyebrows, and signaled him to continue with his eyes.

Zhou Cheng organized his words slightly, "Is the girl who comes here in the morning come to clean every Saturday? It's always her?"

He Xiao paused when he added food, "What's the problem?"

"Uh... It's not that there's a problem," Zhou Cheng carefully examined the expression on the man's face for a while, and decided to say it clearly, "It's just that before I went out this morning, she saw me coming out of your room with a very strange expression. ...Uh, you seem surprised...you didn't tell her about our relationship?"

He still remembered the look in her eyes at that time, that kind of contempt and disgust completely appeared in her eyes, without any concealment, just like looking at a thief.

It's certainly uncomfortable to be stared at by someone like this, and he doesn't have the cheek to explain the truth to her, so he can only pin his hopes on the man.

Otherwise, do you want him to go out every Saturday to avoid it?

It could be, but it would be a bit troublesome. He couldn't just set the alarm clock to get up early and leave early because a housekeeper came to clean the house, as if there was something really shameful about it.

"Is there such a need for an insignificant person?" The man replied calmly, as if he didn't think it was a problem in his tone.

Zhou Cheng, "..." It seems hopeless.

After dinner, Zhou Cheng went back to his room to practice the piano as usual, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The weather was getting colder and colder, thinking that men would usually work in the study until midnight, he filled the bathtub with water and sat in it.

Originally, I just wanted to soak in the bath comfortably for a while, but after soaking in it, I fell asleep unknowingly.

In the study room, He Xiao's tall and tall figure stood by the window, with a black mobile phone clasped on his knuckles.

He looked faintly at the night outside the window, and quietly listened to the voice coming from the receiver.

After the voice on the other side fell, he replied casually and clearly, "Got it."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Back at the table, I habitually opened the drawer and took out the cigarette case inside, but I didn't see the lighter.

Thinking of the last time he smoked, he got up and walked out the door, turning straight to the end of the corridor.

When He Xiao pushed open the door, he found that the light in the room was on, but there was no one there.

Looking around, he saw that the bathroom door was closed, so he walked over and knocked.

no respond.

He frowned slightly, and without hesitation, he opened the glass door with a "wow".

The bathroom was filled with white mist, and a wave of moist and warm water vapor rushed towards the face.

Despite the fog, he still saw the person sitting in the bathtub at a glance.

His handsome brows were subconsciously frowned, and his long legs stepped straight in, "Zhou Cheng."

Still no response.

Under the light, Zhou Cheng closed his eyelids, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub, his cheeks were flushed by the steam, and his long and curly eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes.

He Xiao frowned tightly, clasped his arms on the edge of the bathtub, and brought him out of the bathtub. He didn't mind that his underwear was wet by the water he brought out, and picked him up and walked out of the bathroom .

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes in a daze in the man's arms, but before he realized what was going on, his eyes first met a pair of deep black eyes.

Most of my mind became sober at once.

He Xiao looked down at him, and calmly walked to the bed, "Are you awake? I thought you passed out."

He bent one knee and pressed on the bed, and put the person in his arms on it, and the dripping water quickly wet the white mattress.

As soon as the man's body temperature left the skin, Zhou Cheng immediately realized that he had fished him out of the bathtub, and quickly pulled the quilt to cover his naked body.

His heartbeat was as fast as dense drumbeats, and even the sound that could be heard in his ears was occupied by the heartbeat. His whole body was naked, but his body seemed to be on fire. Even if he didn't look at it, he knew it. I am now red from head to toe, just like a freshly baked and steamed shrimp.

The clothes and pants on He Xiao's body were almost wet, and the water droplets falling from his body under the soles of his shoes merged into a puddle of water stains.

Seeing Zhou Cheng wrapped himself up airtightly, he couldn't help but draw a faint smile on his lips, "Should I see it, I've seen it all, it's too late to cover it up now."

When he first walked to the bathtub, he admitted that for a moment, his eyes stopped on his body submerged in the water.

It was a very young body with a slender and well-proportioned physique. Although he could usually see that his skin was fair, at that moment, there was nothing on him. The large areas of skin irritated his eyeballs, and some parts were pink. It's so tender that it's hard for him to ignore it.

Zhou Cheng clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, his wet and limp hair drooped on his forehead, and he didn't speak for a while, his whole body seemed to be wandering because of the huge stimulation.

Knowing that he was thin-skinned, He Xiao didn't bother him anymore, turned around and took out a bathrobe from the closet, and went into the bathroom.

Not long after, the sound of drizzling water was heard.

Hearing the sound of water coming from inside, Zhou Cheng hurriedly pulled off the quilt on his body, jumped out of bed and dug out the clothes in the closet. Several times, because he was too nervous, his arms could not be put into the sleeves for a long time, and the whole person was in the closet. The front shivered like a sapling in a rainstorm.

After finally putting on the clothes, his head, which had just turned around just now, fell into a blank again.

Frozen in place for a few minutes, he looked at the mess on the carpet and the bed, realized it after a while, found a cloth, and wanted to clean it up.

He took apart the mattress and quilt, and seeing the large water stains on the mattress, he gave up and threw the mattress and quilt back.

I will definitely not be able to sleep on this bed tonight. Fortunately, there is still a bed in the guest room, but it is just an ordinary double bed, far smaller than this bed.

Thinking that after going through the embarrassing thing just now, he would still have to sleep in such a "narrow" bed with a man tonight, he slumped on the single sofa and looked in the direction of the bathroom, as if waiting for death sentencing.

Chapter 39 He Xiao bit his neck lightly. He Xiao came out of the shower and saw the mess on the bed, but the person who was sitting on it was gone. He frowned and walked straight to the door with his long legs.

After walking a few steps, they found Zhou Cheng who was making the bed in the room closest to the bedroom.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhou Cheng turned around, uncontrollably glanced at the baggy white bathrobe on his body, and his eyelids twitched.

He showed a dry smile, gesticulated twice with his hands on the made bed, and explained with trembling lips, "...the bed over there was wet, so I tidied it up casually and slept here at night, Tomorrow I will take out the quilt to dry in the sun."

He Xiao tore off the towel for wiping his hair, casually put it aside, and approached him leisurely and leisurely.

Sure enough, he saw that his face suddenly became pale, he pursed his lips and looked away, as if he was facing an enemy and couldn't move.

He sneered, his handsome face softened a bit, he reached out and rubbed his drooping head, the soft hair under his hands could still feel a little wet, "Why are you so nervous? I don't know how to eat about you."

Although, he does have the desire to "eat" him now.

Zhou Cheng really doesn't repel his contact now, but he definitely doesn't like it, so he subconsciously tilts his head away, "You still have work, right? I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to sleep first."

"and many more."

The man turned and walked out of the room.

Zhou Cheng didn't know why, so he took off his shoes and got on the bed. Just as he lifted the quilt and was about to lie down, He Xiao went back and forth with a hair dryer in his hand.

"Come here." He plugged the plug into the socket and beckoned to him.

Zhou Cheng curled his lips, although he was not that willing to ask him to help, but he didn't say anything, moved his buttocks and sat on the side of the bed, and let the man turn on the switch to help him dry his hair.

In the brightly lit room, only the humming sound of the hair dryer breaks the silence.

Zhou Cheng drooped his eyelids, feeling the man's slender knuckles passing through the roots of his hair, and carefully and considerately dried every strand of hair for him. The warm wind made the nerve endings comfortable and comfortable, and the tall and straight body of the man protected him again. To the harsh overhead lights.

Zhou Cheng didn't want to admit it, but he was so comfortable that he was drowsy. It wasn't until the buzzing in his ears stopped suddenly that he realized that he was leaning on the man's abdomen, and hurriedly sat up straight.

Before he had time to say thank you, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, lifting his chin.

In the next second, the lips were covered.

Warm, wet, mixed with a strange breath.

His brain was blank, his eyes were wide open to the extreme, without blinking, and he even forgot to breathe.

All the senses in the body seemed to be blocked, only the touch on the lips remained, and the warm kiss was infinitely magnified in his mind, so big that it filled the entire brain capacity, even the function that made him respond are completely lost.

It wasn't until the man was no longer satisfied with this superficial kiss, and clasped his chin with his fingers, trying to make him open his mouth so that he could drive straight in, that Zhou Cheng reacted in horror and pushed him away suddenly.

But within a second, his hands were clasped, and his whole body was pressed on the bed, covered with a strong body, which pressed against him airtightly, making him unable to move.

"He Xiao!"

The extreme fear made his voice hoarse and sharp, and the crying mixed in it could be vaguely heard.

He Xiao stopped a few centimeters away from him, his breathing became turbid and rapid after being aroused with lust, and his deep eyes rolled with strong lust, without concealment, so naked that it was shocking.

He looked at the pale face below him, and those eyes with tears stained and red rims, and gradually overlapped with the previous imagination in his mind to form a complete and real picture.

Almost instantly, the uncontrollable reaction below him almost broke his sanity.

Countless bodies that he has been obsessed with day and night are under him at this moment, and the three words "possess him" are crazily clamoring in his mind.

Zhou Cheng was taken aback by his burning eyes, and wanted to run away, but if he moved a little, the man would use more force to suppress his body.

Time is passing by second by second, so long that it feels like years.

In order not to see the man's face, Zhou Cheng simply closed his eyes.

In the end, even if he intentionally ignored it, he couldn't help but stare at the object on his stomach in embarrassment, "Can you let me go first?"

He Xiao stared at his gradually blood-colored cheeks, raised his eyebrows, and rubbed against him maliciously, "No."

Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, and stared at him viciously. If a stare could make a hole in the man's body, he would probably be relieved.

The two stalemate in silence for a while.

It wasn't until the heat in the man's eyes gradually faded that Zhou Cheng's high-hanging heart fell back to its original place. At least he no longer needed to worry about him breaking his promise and forcing them to have sex tonight.

Just now, he once thought that a man would do this.

He Xiao stared at him all the time, so he naturally saw his relaxed expression, a faint smile appeared on his thin lips, and he let go of his hand.

Seeing the man making gestures to get up, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but just as he let down his vigilance, a sore pain came from the side of his neck.

He Xiao lowered his head and nibbled on his fair neck, and at the end, kissed the branded mark, and then got up.

Zhou Cheng was taken aback by the slight wetness, and as soon as the body that was pressing on him left, he turned over and got under the quilt, even his head was retracted inside, covering him tightly.

He Xiao stood by and watched for a while, then turned off the light with a smile, and left.

Feeling that the surroundings were completely quiet, Zhou Cheng slowly pulled off the quilt covering his face, and sat up in the dark.

Touching the bitten place on his neck with his fingers, he couldn't help shivering when he thought of the man's snort on the side of his neck.

The two days of the weekend passed quickly.

On Sunday afternoon, Zhou Cheng went back to school by car.

What happened that night, after waking up the next morning, the two tacitly agreed that neither of them had advanced, as if it had never happened.

After spending the morning in peace, after He Xiao went to the company, he didn't go back to eat at noon, which made Zhou Cheng heave a sigh of relief.

After eating lunch alone, I hurriedly packed up my things and went to school.

Back in the dormitory, it was rare that Jiang Fan didn't go out to work part-time in the dormitory.

The two chatted for a few words, and Zhou Cheng noticed that he was a little silent, and his face was obviously ugly.

After asking a few words, he said he was fine, so Zhou Cheng didn't ask any more, only thinking that he was in a bad mood.

It wasn't until after dinner that Zhou Cheng asked if he needed to go to the coffee shop to help, Jiang Fan watched him silent for a while, and then told him that he didn't work there and found another part-time job.

"No? Why?"

Zhou Cheng couldn't figure it out, he just said that it was close to the school, it was very convenient, and the hourly salary was okay, that's why he introduced him.

How can this not be done.

Chapter 40 School Celebration Jiang Fan had no expression on his face, and answered casually, "It's my own fault. I had some disputes with customers in the store at work. I didn't want to embarrass the boss, so I resigned."

Arguing?

If he was someone else, Zhou Cheng would have believed his words.

But he is not.

After two years of acquaintance, Zhou Cheng can be said to know his temper well.

In the eyes of many people, Jiang Fan is a handsome boy without losing his grace. Although his family background is poor, he has always been neither humble nor overbearing in his dealings with others. Because of this, he has gained a lot of fans at school. He has a good personality and a good temper. Almost synonymous with him.

It is absolutely impossible for him to argue with others unless he steps on his bottom line and makes him intolerable.

But what Zhou Cheng didn't know was that what the girl said in the store that day was mercilessly trampling on his bottom line, that's why he was so angry that he lost his mind.

If he was the one being slandered, he wouldn't be as knowledgeable as that girl, but what she was talking about was Zhou Cheng... He wouldn't allow it no matter what.

"Did something happen?"

"It's okay," Jiang Fan forced a comforting smile, "I've already found another part-time job, so don't worry."

He paused, "If you want, you can continue to work there part-time. The store manager actually didn't blame me, and you won't be involved."

Zhou Cheng is not worried about this, as a friend, he just hopes that if he encounters any difficulties, he can help him, no matter how bad it is, a qualified confidant is always possible.

But Jiang Fan obviously didn't want to bring it up, so Zhou Cheng naturally didn't ask any more questions.

Time has come unhurriedly to Friday.

On this day, the school had a big holiday for all grades. As the leading art school in China, the school celebration was naturally held grandly and lively.

In addition to graduating from here, outstanding alumni who are already well-known in various industries, many elites from the business world were also invited to participate, most of whom are entrepreneurs who have donated to the school.

He Xiao was naturally among those invited.

When the black Bentley drove into the reception venue specially set up by the school, as a member of the welcoming volunteers, Zhou Cheng watched the familiar car slowly approaching, and his whole body was in a bad mood.

The two had a phone call last night, but the man didn't reveal at all that he would be here today.

How could he come?

Before he could figure it out, the car had already stopped firmly in front of the red carpet.

Zhou Cheng was wearing a shirt and trousers uniformly arranged by the school, with a red ribbon on his shoulders, and walked over to open the rear door.

He Xiaojing sat in the carriage, seeing that he was the one who came to open the door, he couldn't help but raise his lips and raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Cheng met his eyes with a thin smile, and suddenly regretted being assigned to this job. It was only because the director of the department thought that his appearance was better, and he was very suitable for the job of welcoming guests, so he was pushed away. Up to here, although there are other students together, the current situation is really too dramatic.

He coughed twice, followed the basic etiquette and bowed slightly to the man, "Welcome distinguished guest."

He Xiao smiled even more when he heard his formulaic tone, and then stooped and walked out of the carriage.

The blue suit paired with a white shirt and trousers that were ironed without a single wrinkle made the man's tall figure even more straight, and his noble and cold temperament overflowed from the inside out.

Just stepping down from the car immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Soon, the school leadership team heard the news and came out of the room, as if surprised by his arrival, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Mr. He, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come here. Welcome, please come inside."

The man was greeted by a group of people and entered the room. Before leaving, Zhou Cheng caught a glimpse of his eyes and looked at him.

He pursed his lips, and quickly stood back to his original position, feeling a little dazed.

After a while, another student standing beside him suddenly approached him.

"Hey, I said who was that man just now? It was such a big show, did you see the expression on the director's face just now? I really haven't seen him greet anyone with such a smiling face before. It's strange."

Zhou Cheng's throat was astringent, and when he was considering what to answer, a voice answered before him.

"Damn, you don't know about him? Don't you guys pay attention to financial news at all? The boss of BR Group, haven't you heard of the legendary upstart in the financial world?"

The one who spoke was a girl standing opposite, also dressed as a Miss Manners, she was not in the same class as Zhou Cheng, but in the same department, and had spoken to her several times.

"Cut," the boy snorted coldly, with a very disapproving tone, "What financial news, I think you only pay attention to him because he is handsome and rich, right? You are a nympho."

"Hey, it's true that he looks handsome and mature, right? You're talking about sour grapes because you can't eat grapes."

"I advise you not to think about it. People of this level will not look at you, and you don't look in the mirror. They are so rich, and they don't have any suitors. If you get along, you will definitely humiliate yourself."

"Haha, that's not necessarily true. Maybe he covets the youthful beauty of me, a female college student?"

"Xu Lulu, you really have a thick skin, bulletproof shield, you..."

Because of this topic, the two rows of welcome teams opened up their conversations, men and women joked with each other, only Zhou Cheng stood in his place and remained silent.

Hearing a bunch of people talk about his benefactor made his scalp tingle with embarrassment, so he pretended he didn't hear anything and pretended to be mushrooms aside.

After the welcome work was over, Zhou Cheng returned to the dormitory. In the evening, he was going to perform on stage as a representative of the department, so the school did not arrange other work for him.

After standing for a whole morning, his legs were a little uncontrollable. After returning to the dormitory, he climbed directly into the bed and lay down.

After a while, Jiang Fan also came back from outside, holding a lunch box in his hand.

Seeing him resting on the bed, he raised the bag in his hand, "You are in the dormitory, just right, I heard from the etiquette team that you haven't eaten at this point, I packed a copy for you, you Come down and eat."

As he spoke, he took the lunch box out of the bag and opened the lid.

If he didn't say anything, Zhou Cheng didn't feel hungry yet. Only when he smelled the aroma of the food did he realize that he was too hungry and was almost unconscious.

He sat up from the bed, watched Jiang Fan put the food on his table, and stretched, "Thank you, I forgot I hadn't eaten if you didn't tell me."

After finishing speaking, he climbed out of the bed. Just as his feet stepped on the ground and before he had time to put on his shoes, the cell phone thrown on the bed suddenly rang.

Zhou Cheng sighed, resigned himself to climbing up again, picked up the phone, and glanced at the screen.

It's not that Uncle Xiao didn't think about changing the remark before, but he didn't think it would apply to the current relationship between the two of them, so he didn't make any changes.

Zhou Cheng looked at the caller ID, his face turned pale, and he didn't want to make it too obvious, so he pursed his lower lip and answered the call anyway.

Chapter 41 is when Tang's call is connected, He Xiao is on a secluded balcony on the campus, his bony palms rest casually on the railing, looking down at the students coming and going on the campus.

The weather is good today, the climate in late autumn is dry and pleasant, the sun is not as hot as Xia Yang, and it shines warmly on the body.

Hearing the deliberately low voice coming from the receiver, his thin lips raised slightly, "Are you done?"

"Well," the tone on the other end was still low, "what can you do for me?"

The smile on He Xiao's lips deepened. It was hard for him not to notice the clue of his deliberate and clumsy tone, "Let's have a meal together?"

In the student dormitory, Zhou Cheng came down from the ladder. When he heard the man's words, his eyes met Jiang Fan's questioning gaze, and his heart suddenly missed a beat.

He subconsciously looked away, and walked towards the balcony of the dormitory, "Don't you have to eat with the school leaders?"

He Xiao laughed softly, "It's almost three o'clock, do you think they haven't had lunch yet?"

Zhou Cheng, "..."

Really, except for the group of students who worked as coolies for the school celebrations, they haven't had time to eat yet, and the others probably have already had lunch.

I guess it's been a while since I heard his reply. On the other end of the phone, the man's magnetic voice came again, "Why, don't you want to? Or will there be work later?"

"No."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhou Cheng regretted it, but it was hard to stop. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, before agreeing, "Okay then... where can I find you?"

After hanging up the phone, he walked into the dormitory.

Jiang Fan was sitting at the desk operating the computer to draw pictures, heard his footsteps, turned to look at him, and saw that he looked depressed and didn't look very happy.

He subconsciously asked, "Did the director ask you to help again?"

Zhou Cheng shook his head and saw the steaming food on his table, "I have something to go out, please put away the food for me..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that He Xiao came to him for lunch, and changed his words, "Forget it, I shouldn't come back to eat. If you are hungry, eat this meal. I'm leaving."

"Zhou Cheng!"

Without thinking about it, Jiang Fan stood up and grabbed his arm. An indescribable emotion was churning in his heart, and he almost blurted out the words that had been held in his heart for a long time, but when he saw his turned face, he stopped abruptly. .

Zhou Cheng gave him a puzzled look, "What's wrong?"

Under his gaze, the violently fluctuating emotions in Jiang Fan's eyes gradually calmed down, he gritted his teeth, and let go of his hand, "No, it's okay, you remember to eat, and you have to perform on stage at night."

Zhou Cheng smiled, patted his arm, "Got it."

When he turned and walked out of the dormitory door, Jiang Fan looked at the boxed lunch on his dining table, and a trace of frustration suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, occupying his whole heart.

Why he couldn't ask, he knew very well in his heart, he was just afraid that the truth would be what that girl said, and the person he cared about had long been unbearable and became a plaything of money.

Jiang Fan re-covered the meals laid out on the table, and then threw them into the trash can, just like he bought the meal with his intentions, and it was thrown in together.

……

After Zhou Cheng left the dormitory, he walked straight to the place given by the man.

A black Bentley was parked beside the boulevard, and because it was a holiday today, there were many people passing by on this road.

Originally, such a luxury car parked there alone was enough to attract attention. Zhou Cheng was not bad at school, and he met many acquaintances on the road.

Afraid of being seen by those people, he hurried to the car after saying hello, opened the back door and quickly sat in.

He let out a sigh of relief when the car door was closed.

He Xiao was leaning on the back of the chair with his legs crossed and looking at the documents. When he saw him sitting in, he licked his lower lips, "You're so afraid of being seen, why don't you let me wait for you outside the school?"

Zhou Cheng looked back at him, embarrassed to say that he had been hungry for most of the noon and couldn't walk anymore.

She curled her lips and replied, "Aren't you going to eat?"

He Xiao paused for a while to organize the files, and narrowed his deep eyes as he stared at him, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

I don't know if it's because the weather is fine today and the air conditioner is not turned on in the car, so the cabin is a bit stuffy, or because Zhou Cheng felt a thin layer of sweat on his body because he walked a short distance just now.

He felt a little dizzy, so he leaned back on the chair back like a man, closed his eyes, and replied weakly, "...I haven't finished my work and have no time to eat. Telephone……"

He Xiao noticed his strangeness, his sharp eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his slender and clean fingers stretched out to cover his forehead.

Body temperature is normal.

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes, watched his movements, and asked blankly, "What are you doing?"

He Xiao withdrew his hand and looked at him, "Your face is ugly, what's wrong with you?"

"I do not……"

Before he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly turned into a large snowflake intermittently.

Only then did Zhou Cheng realize that what he was sweating was not hot sweat, but a layer of cold sweat. He had no strength in his hands and feet, and his head was very dizzy.

Remembering that this happened before, he said weakly, "Is there any water in your car? I might have hypoglycemia..."

To help him get up early in the morning, he just ate some casual breakfast. After seven or eight hours, he had already digested everything.

He Xiao frowned, with a serious expression on his face, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhou Cheng closed his eyes and shook his head, his delicate face was so pale that there was no blood, "No need, I'll be fine after dinner, I don't want to go to the hospital."

He Xiao was silent, watching his jaw tense for a while, then got up and took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage box, opened it and handed it to him.

Shen Yan steered the steering wheel smoothly in front, and glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time.

Suddenly, thinking of something, he opened the small drawer on the center console, and sure enough, he saw a pack of unopened toffee stuffed inside.

He hurriedly said, "Uh, Mr. He, here is a pack of toffee that Miss Daisy left behind last time. If you have low blood sugar, eat some candy and you will recover faster. Do you want to..."

"bring here."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Shen Yan hurriedly passed the bag of sugar behind him.

Zhou Cheng was very dizzy. After drinking the water, he leaned back on the seat to rest. His ears were buzzing all the time, and he couldn't hear what the two said clearly. He only vaguely caught the word "Miss". Forced to open his mouth, before he could react, a ball was stuffed into his mouth.

Sweet, with a rich milky aroma.

It's sugar.

He barely opened his eyelids, the man's blurred face was against the light, he seemed to be laughing, and asked him softly, "Is it delicious?"

"It's too sweet." He replied subconsciously.

The man snorted and didn't speak any more. He took out a few tissues to wipe off the sweat on his face, and picked up the document again to read it.

Chapter 42 After a while, Zhou Cheng felt his physical strength recovered a bit, but after drinking half a bottle of water just now, his stomach was empty again, and he finally felt a little hungry.

After finally getting to the restaurant, he walked tremblingly to the chair by the table with two weak legs and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair without even the strength to flip through the menu.

After He Xiao finished ordering, he glanced at him with a dull look, handed the menu to the waiter, and then ordered, "Please give this gentleman a glass of juice before serving."

"OK, just a second."

Zhou Cheng sat with his eyes closed for a while, and the waiter brought over a glass of orange juice and put it in front of him, "Sir, please use your juice slowly."

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes, glanced at the glass on the table, and then raised his eyes to meet the man's gaze.

The afternoon sun was quietly falling from the window. Under the bright light, the man's handsome and mature facial features seemed to come from the hand of a god. Every stroke was just right, outlining a noble and delicate atmosphere.

He Xiao leaned comfortably on the chair, saw him look over, and asked with a mellow smile, "Very hungry?"

Zhou Cheng picked up the glass and took a sip slowly, then asked an irrelevant question, "Why did you come here?"

"A temporary decision, come here when you think about it," the man leaned sideways, with one elbow resting on the armrest of the chair, and his slender knuckles unconsciously rubbing his chin. "Do you need a special reason?"

Of course it is not necessary.

It's just that he didn't mention it at all during the call last night, which made Zhou Cheng a little concerned.

Such a sudden meeting is not a surprise.

As the saying goes, don't do bad things in your life, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. He has bad things in his heart, and he is even more afraid of these things being known.

Zhou Cheng put the half-drunk orange juice back on the table, and didn't speak any more.

After a while, the dishes came to the table one after another.

Zhou Cheng was hungry for a long time, and he didn't care about putting on airs like before, so he simply let go of eating.

Halfway through eating, a female voice suddenly came from the side.

"Senior Zhou Cheng?"

The two people who were eating stopped at the same time when they heard the sound, and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Seeing that it was really him, the two girls were overjoyed and walked to the table happily.

"What a coincidence, I thought I was wrong, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhou Cheng knew these two girls. When they were working in a coffee shop, they often went to buy coffee.

He was a little embarrassed, and pulled the corner of his mouth, "Are you coming to eat too?"

There were very few people in this restaurant, and there were only a few sparse tables. This must be the reason why the man didn't book a box, but just found a seat in the lobby.

I didn't expect to be recognized just once in a while.

The two girls looked at each other and smiled sarcastically, "Senior, you really know how to joke, how can we afford such a place to eat, and help the director do something."

As he said that, one of them cast his eyes on the man in a suit and leather shoes, exuding a noble temperament, "Who is this?"

Since the two of them approached, He Xiao lowered his head and continued to eat with nothing to do with himself. Even though the two of them were full of curiosity about him at this time, they didn't see him give him a look.

Zhou Cheng was afraid that the two people would see something, so he coughed twice and hurriedly replied, "Mr. He is the distinguished guest invited by the school today, because I haven't had lunch yet, so I will accompany him..."

"That's it, then take it easy, we still have something to do, so let's go first."

The girl's face was filled with a passionate smile, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes inadvertently. Before leaving, she looked at the man who hadn't raised her eyes. The perfect profile of the profile was so cold that it made people's heartbeat.

"Mr. He, goodbye."

After walking a few meters away, the two couldn't help sneering, and murmured in a low voice, "Did you hear that, the distinguished guests invited by the school, this kind of fake public benefit..."

"Hey, be careful, don't be overheard!"

"What are you afraid of, I'm telling the truth..."

After the two left, He Xiao put down his chopsticks and saw that Zhou Cheng had changed from eating the rice just now, and seemed to have no taste for the rice. Jun Yan smiled lightly, "Are you afraid of being discovered?"

Zhou Cheng frowned, and asked nah nah, "Aren't you afraid?"

The man smiled lowly, "What do I have to be afraid of, I'm alone, it's strange to have a little lover?"

Zhou Cheng was a little uncomfortable by his candid tone, "Then do you know what will happen to me when this news gets out? I still have studies, and I'm not as rich as you. It's too late for others to flatter you, of course I won’t discriminate against you, but I’m different, I spend most of my time at school, can you bear being stared at and made fun of every day?”

He Xiao didn't take it seriously, just looked at him and chuckled, as if