The privately pregnant man of the black-hearted president

"Although I think so, I really don't want to admit that you are sick. To be honest, I have been tortured hysterically by you now. As for the pain you think I caused you, I think it is quite enough." Ye Relying on her natural eloquence, Zi Yang began to speak at length.

Su Yuntian's face suddenly became indifferent.

He remembered the taunt the boy had made in the same tone two years ago.

"Fair enough?" Su Yuntian twisted his neck.

"If it doesn't match, if you really do that, I believe that your dick will be caught." Ye Ziyang took a breath, threatening and self-protecting the words he spoke.

"The more I listen, the more I want to try it!" Su Yuntian quickly stepped forward and pulled Ye Ziyang up. At this moment, the thought of charm has all disappeared, replaced by the sporadic anger.

Then, it will be severely rectified.

The cost of getting rid of anger is high anyway.

Therefore, the strength used was enough to tear Ye Ziyang's clothes apart.

………………

A month later.

Similar to the front of a cage.

Mu Qianfeng lowered his head and leaned against the wall.

"Let's eat. The food is very good. I heard that President Su cooked it himself. His cooking skills in the army are very appreciated."

Ye Ziyang wrapped himself in the quilt into the shape of a hill, and sat tremblingly on the bed.

The hair color is as golden as before, but the roots are gradually replaced by black.

Compared with the past, the skin is more dazzling and pale.

The whole body, except for the exposed cheeks, became emaciated, and the eyes looked abnormally hollow under the dark bags.

"Do you believe that sissy said it?" Ye Ziyang covered half of his face again.

"Believe it."

"I don't want to believe it."

"Well, in my opinion, you are stronger than many people and don't care about many things, right, Ziyang."

Suddenly, a thin mist appeared in the eyes of both of them.

"You said I look like your younger brother, then how did he... die?"

"Eat, you are stronger than him." Mu Qianfeng raised his heavy head.

"When God gave me so much money to spend, he didn't say that I would be punished. Even if he did, he didn't say that it would be like this. I admit that I played with many people, but it was only for a short time to make him lose face. There is no such thing. Well, I'm just... I'm just bored, extremely bored, looking for fun, is it very wrong, very wrong, is it very wrong?" Ye Ziyang changed from sobbing to howling, just like his smile, his facial features were covered It's very loose, a kind of crying that doesn't belong to a 20-year-old at all, like a child's grievance and helplessness.

Tears and snot flowed down together, even though his face was ugly, he still didn't mind, let it be like this.

"This at least lets you know, don't be naughty in the future, the meal is going to be cold, eat quickly."

"I don't want to eat the food cooked by that stupid guy. I really hate him to the bone. I hate that bitch. I don't think I'll let that bitch go!!" Ye Ziyang roared with tears and curses.

"Since I believe there will be a future, then you will. Don't starve yourself, just prepare for the future." The butler picked up the rice through the iron fence and signaled Ye Ziyang to come and eat.