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Zheng Zhaonan was taken aback: "Jingjingjingjingan, what's wrong with you?"

Jing An let go of his hand.

Zheng Zhaonan withdrew his hand and took two steps back abruptly.

Jing An leaned on the sofa, his body, which was obviously thin a month ago, had quietly become firmer at some point.He crossed his legs, opened his eyes slightly, and the delicacy that was deliberately hidden on weekdays suddenly burst out from those eyes, making it impossible to ignore.

Jing An's slightly squinted eyes scanned the surroundings slowly, and finally fixed on Zheng Zhaonan, his thin lips parted slightly: "Whose idea?"

The music had already been turned off, and the swaying colored lights had also stopped long ago. A beam of white light hit Jing An's sharp-edged and handsome face, making his gaze around him slow and clear.

Everyone he looked at felt their scalps go numb and their legs go limp.

Zheng Zhaonan was the first to react: "No one, no one's idea."

Jing An looked straight into his eyes.

Zheng Zhaonan felt a little weak in his legs.

He suppressed the desire to surrender in his heart, and after a long time, he whispered: "...my idea."

Jing An stood up slowly and walked in front of him.

The coercion from the ten-year emperor caused Zheng Zhaonan to shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

How did Jing An become like this?Is it just like this or a second personality?Or is this not him at all?If he wants to do something to me, can I resist?

the answer is negative.Zheng Zhaonan has been more sensitive to danger than others since he was a child.

Only then did he feel regret.Regret to let the beast out of the cage and the tiger out of the mountain.

In fact, he has always known that Jing An is not as harmless as he appears on the surface, but why did he forget it today?

Jing An looked at him for a long time, put his hands on his shoulders, and whispered in his ear with that deep and sexy voice like Blue Mountain Coffee: "Don't be afraid. Forget it this time, don't make an exception next time." .”

After finishing speaking, without seeing Zheng Zhaonan's reaction, Jing An picked up his coat, put it on his right arm, and walked out slowly.

When the sound of leather shoes gradually faded away, Zhang Yue tremblingly asked Zheng Zhaonan at the side: "Zhao... Zhaonan, this...isn't this Jing'an? Huh?"

Zheng Zhaonan didn't look at him, his eyes were still on the sofa that Jing An had sat on before, his face was a little red, his eyes were a little blurred, but what he said made people feel extremely horrified: "What happened today, if I put it in other people's mouth I heard that, then everyone present, and your parents and family members, please leave City A as soon as possible."

Jing An slowly took out the key from his coat and opened the door.The lights in the hall on the first floor were still on.

Gu San sat on the sofa for an unknown amount of time. When he saw him coming in, he didn't even look at him. He just sneered coldly and said, "You still know how to come back? I thought you died on Zheng Zhaonan's bed." .”

Jing An didn't speak, changed his shoes, and walked to the front of the sofa.

The tall figure blocked Gu San, and the unconcealable smell of alcohol hit his face, irritating his nerves. He got up and grabbed Jing An by the collar, and said angrily, "Are you drinking? Who did you drink with? You and Zheng Zhaonan asleep?"

Jing An pushed him onto the sofa.

Gu Sanqi's eyes were red, and when he was about to get up, Jing An pressed him firmly, and then clasped his chin.

Jing An raised his chin, looked into his eyes, and said in a flat tone, "Do you know that your mouth is really annoying?"

Gu San's eyes widened, unable to believe it: "You...what are you talking about...uh..."

Jing An blocked this mouth that would only appear less annoying when kissing.

Just a kiss, Jing An knelt down and carried Gu San on his shoulders.

"You fucking let me down! You put me down! Jing An, you bastard, you have no conscience! Zheng Zhaonan is my nephew, do you know? You actually slept with your own nephew! You are shameless!"

Jing An threw him onto the special big bed in the master bedroom, and leaned over to press him.

Gu San: "Jing An, don't go crazy."

Jing An couldn't listen to what he said, in fact, after drinking that glass of wine, he saw this person again.His behavior was out of control, and the things that he didn't seem to care about on weekdays were amplified a little bit, making him start to do everything according to what his subconscious really wanted to do.

Gu San's voice gradually changed: "Jing An, you...you're crazy...stop."

Jing An couldn't listen to anything, his body was moving, changing postures, changing patterns that had been etched into his bones after ten years of practice.But there is only one single thought in his mind, conquer him, tame him, so that he will never have the strength to say such ugly words again.

In the middle of the night, Gu Sanye, who hadn't exercised much all year round, was forced to pass out.

Before passing out, Gu Sanye gritted his teeth and said with the last of his strength: "Jing An, I...I won't let you go."

Jing An, who was half awake from the wine, felt a bit of coldness, but he was also very tired, his mind went blank, and he quickly fell asleep after letting go of Gu San.

The next morning, Jing An, who had never had a cigarette addiction, lit a cigarette he found in a drawer, sat on the edge of the bed, frowned, and puffed.

"System, can you tell me what happened last night?"

Why did he see such a situation when he woke up in the morning.

Gu San was lying on his side in a mess, his legs were spread wide, and there were some bruises all over his body, as if he had been severely abused.The sheets were torn apart by Gu San last night, which shows how strong the resistance was.

But he felt that no one would dare to treat Gu San like this.

There is only one possibility.

"System, why don't I have any impression?"

The mechanized voice of the system is impersonal: "At about 08:30 last night, the system automatically turned on the defense function due to your excessive alcohol intake."

Jing An paused, and said: "...you mean to say that last night it was the defense system and Gu San..."

His tone paused, and for some reason, he couldn't continue.

The system couldn't understand why the host asked such a question, but it still answered: "Alcohol triggers the defense system, and the defense system stimulates the host's true inner self to protect the surface self that may be harmed."

Jing An raised his eyelids: "...You mean, it's my true self that made Gu San look like this?"

"It may be that the usual host wants to say and do things that have been accumulated for too long before this happens."

Jing An was very suspicious.Could it be that his true self is so hungry?

He was a little unacceptable.

It can't be... right?