mask

When he came out, he had no choice but to lie without blinking, "Maybe it was the cold wind blowing from the window when we were riding in the car. It will be fine tomorrow."

"It's like this, and you're still running around with wet hair," Zhao Cheng frowned, "Go, let's blow dry your hair."

As he spoke, he dragged Mo Zhu to sit in front of the bed, plugged in the hair dryer, and dried his hair.

The "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer spread throughout the space, and the heat wave gradually penetrated into the body from the top of Mo Zhu's hair. He stared blankly at Zhao Cheng, who was concentrating on himself. Blow your hair? What are you doing baby looking at me so touched?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mo Zhu's mouth, he opened his arms and said, "I want you to hug me."

Zhao Cheng was unmoved, "Blow dry your hair first."

Mo Zhu tilted his head in doubt, and said, "You don't want me as much as before..."

Zhao Cheng smiled, but didn't speak.Mo Zhu stared at him fixedly, Zhao Cheng didn't realize it, and quietly dried Mo Zhu's hair, put away the hair dryer, then stood in front of Mo Zhu, bowed his head and kissed him.

Mo Zhu closed his eyes, put his hands on the bed, and accepted Zhao Cheng's kiss in a half-up position.

Zhao Cheng didn't kiss for long, and within a moment, he withdrew from Mo Zhu's mouth, looked at Mo Zhu, chuckled lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "What kind of hug do you want, baby?"

Mo Zhu stared at him blankly, opened Zhao Cheng's clothes, stretched his slender hands in, and slid irregularly on Zhao Cheng's abdominal muscles, hinting in a trance: "The kind that can make me hurt like hell..."

Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes in obscurity, pushed Mo Zhu down, then lay down beside him, hugged him and said, "Baby, something is not right today."

Mo Zhu woke up suddenly, leaned over, pecked Zhao Cheng's face little by little as if covering up, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"You used to be very afraid of pain, why are you so conscious now?"

Mo Zhu forced a smile, and began to gently circle Zhao Cheng's abdominal muscles with his hands, saying, "Husband...don't you like it?"

Zhao Cheng gasped violently, pulled Mo Zhu's hand off, and said, "Don't interrupt, what happened?"

"Nothing." Mo Zhu's hands were pulled off, and he pouted in an aggrieved manner, "I just want to have sex with you, can't I..."

Zhao Cheng felt that he was thinking too much, so he had no choice but to put aside this thought first, and teased: "Okay, of course, I wish you could take the initiative every day."

After speaking, he leaned over to bite Mo Zhu's earlobe, Mo Zhu instantly softened his body, Zhao Cheng smiled: "Baby is too sensitive today."

Mo Zhu panted, "I miss you so much..."

Zhao Cheng stretched out his finger and wiped Mo Zhu's lips, saying: "The mouth is as sweet as ever."

Mo Zhu smiled confusedly, and suddenly slipped out of Zhao Cheng's embrace, sat up on his knees, and took off his pants for Zhao Cheng.

Mo Zhu lowered his head until the thing that was soaring in his crotch was exposed, and Zhao Cheng stepped back abruptly, saying, "I haven't taken a shower yet."

"It's ok…"

The last word was buried between Mo Zhu's lips and teeth, Mo Zhu opened his mouth and swallowed the thing in one gulp, Zhao Cheng hissed softly.

He cheered up and backed away again, withdrew from the warm mouth, raised Mo Zhu's face, and asked, "What's the matter? Why did you suddenly think of giving it to me?"

What mouth means to Mo Zhu is more like a kind of humiliation or punishment than interest.Only when he was not married, did Mo Zhu need to do this kind of thing often, and he never did it once after marriage, so suddenly, Zhao Cheng couldn't help thinking about it.

Mo Zhu pursed his lips and said, "I thought you would be happy with this."

"...I'm quite happy, but you..."

Mo Zhu heard him say he was happy, so he ignored it, pulled Zhao Cheng's hand away suddenly, buried his head and started to move again, before Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he was so excited by Mo Zhu's action that he abruptly changed his tune, and for a while I can't speak anymore.

He thought about it carefully, how could anything happen to Mo Zhu?No matter how big things are, he can always take care of them, right?Therefore, he didn't care about it any more, and stroked the person's hair with one hand, enjoying it with peace of mind.

This is a fierce sex/love, Mo Zhu is very sensitive and fearless, so active that Zhao Cheng thinks he is a different person.He almost never did it, sitting on Zhao Cheng, straightened his waist, raised his head, raised his waist up and down, each movement was very deep, Zhao Cheng even saw his own outline in his lower abdomen, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Zhu , Mo Zhu frowned, his face was crimson, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, the light shot from behind Mo Zhu, his upright body seemed to be offering sacrifices.

He subconsciously didn't like Mo Zhu like this, so he pulled Mo Zhu's wrist. Mo Zhu was caught off guard, and when he fell on Zhao Cheng, the thing in his body was turned abruptly, which made Mo Zhu shiver immediately. He called out, but was gagged by Zhao Cheng before he could finish the call.

Zhao Cheng turned over and pressed Mo Zhu down, teasing, "For things like physical labor, I still have to let my husband do it."

Mo Zhu looked at Zhao Cheng in a daze, and finally stretched out his legs, wrapped around Zhao Cheng's back, and said tremblingly: "My husband loves me..."

Zhao Cheng felt that he was going to be tortured mad by Mo Zhu, how could he say those four words with that amorous face and such a seductive tone?The violence in his heart was unreservedly aroused, Zhao Cheng slammed into it hard without saying a word, and Mo Zhu's leg almost slipped from the collision, and he opened his mouth to let out a few impatient groans.

He wrapped his hands around Zhao Cheng's neck, pulled Zhao Cheng down, raised his head and kissed his side face, and was instantly exhausted by being pushed from behind, fell down on the bed, covered his eyes, and cried softly.

Zhao Cheng gently pushed away Mo Zhu's hand covering his eyes, lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corner of Mo Zhu's eyes, and said softly: "Don't cry, baby, I love you."

Even though he was speaking the most beautiful love language in the world, Zhao Cheng's movements were not gentle at all, he entered and exited Mo Zhu's pink mouth viciously, Mo Zhu's whole body shook slightly with that movement, and he cried even louder, Say it with difficulty: "No...no...not..."

not what?After all, he couldn't finish this passage completely, but under Zhao Cheng's attack, like a helpless paper boat, he gradually sank in the dense deep sea until it fell apart and even his body was dissolved.

After one round, Mo Zhu was extremely tired, and such intense exercise also exhausted his physical strength, Zhao Cheng wanted to get out of his body, but was caught by Mo Zhu.

"Don't...don't go."

Zhao Cheng leaned down and kissed Mo Zhu's forehead, then sent himself back, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I won't go."

He put his arms around Mo Zhu and said, "Baby is too clingy today."

"Um…"

Mo Zhu responded meaninglessly, closed his eyes, contracted the acupoint/mouth, and quietly felt its existence.

Zhao Cheng's thing gradually hardened during Mo Zhu's stretching and contracting movements. He lightly patted Mo Zhu's buttocks and said, "Be quiet, don't move around."

Mo Zhu pretended not to hear, and continued to move stubbornly.

Zhao Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, he forcefully pushed Mo Zhu to the ground, and gave him a punitive blow deep into his body. Mo Zhu let out a muffled snort, and he wanted to have no fear, and even tilted his ass to swallow himself deeper.

Zhao Cheng hissed lightly, and scolded with a smile: "Little goblin. Do you want to suck my yang energy dry?"

Mo Zhu propped himself up, turned his head to look at Zhao Cheng, and said seriously: "Are you willing?"

Zhao Cheng's eyes deepened little by little, he put one hand on Mo Zhu's chin, leaned over and kissed him, stirring crazily in Mo Zhu's soft mouth, while his lower body moved in and out slowly and regularly.

Mo Zhu responded with difficulty, and being tortured by Zhao Cheng made him very impatient, the corners of his eyes were red and tears were streaming down, but all the gasping sounds fell into their respective mouths, and they had no way to vent.

This look of being completely controlled by himself made it even more difficult for Zhao Cheng to control himself. He suddenly slammed into Mo Zhu's small mouth fiercely. When it hits it, it will make a splashing sound.

Mo Zhu couldn't bear it anymore, he took the initiative to end the long kiss, lowered his head and cried, tears leaking little by little, he said tremblingly: "Husband... light... light... forgive me..."

Zhao Cheng didn't pay any attention to it at all, and hit the ground even harder. Mo Zhu couldn't support his arms and fell down all at once.

Zhao Cheng turned him over and continued to fuck/fuck, Mo Zhu gasped in pain, Zhao Cheng leaned over to his ear, "Do you want to be gentle?"

Mo Zhu's mind was confused, he nodded subconsciously, and then quickly said: "No...no...be more ruthless...fuck me...uh..."

Zhao Cheng gave a hard push as if venting his anger, and interrupted Mo Zhu, "How can I have the heart to spoil you?"

Mo Zhu cried again, hugged Zhao Cheng tightly, and faced him close to body, the temperature and sweat of each other's bodies merged, like alum dissolving in water. After a few minutes, he tilted his head to look at Zhao Cheng's head leaning on his shoulder, leaned over and kissed Zhao Cheng's sweaty hair little by little.He licked his lips, the strong salty taste was bitterer than the tears on his face.

He cried and clasped Zhao Cheng tightly, and reached the climax first under the psychological satisfaction.

Because of the movement in front of it, the back/acupoint tightened all of a sudden, Zhao Cheng wanted to back up, but was stopped by Mo Zhu's bent legs, "Don't...it's inside."

Zhao Cheng looked at Mo Zhu's unrecoverable face, gave up persistence, and after a dozen collisions, he left all his children and grandchildren in Mo Zhu's body.

After venting this time, Mo Zhu finally calmed down, and kept Zhao Cheng unattached. Zhao Cheng lay down and stretched out his arms to embrace Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu nestled in his arms obediently. Zhao Cheng looked at the person in his arms and smiled, " The baby's mood on the bed is getting better and better."

Mo Zhu rubbed against his arms, but did not respond to Zhao Cheng's teasing.

Little Obedient Rebel 15

Mo Zhu had a bad cold the next day.Zhao Cheng frowned and touched Mo Zhu's forehead with the back of his hand, he still had a little fever.

Mo Zhu's whole body was buried under the quilt, only his head was exposed. He looked at Zhao Cheng wearily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to work quickly, I'll be fine if I lie down."

"Nonsense." Zhao Cheng was a little annoyed, "Look at your appearance, do you seem to be able to lie down?"

He called the family doctor, went downstairs and ordered the auntie to cook the porridge, and then brought a cup of hot water himself, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, and brought it up. He wanted to help Mo Zhu up, but Mo Zhu pulled it down laughingly. He held his hand, got up and sat on the head of the bed, and said: "I have a cold, and it's not a serious illness. You are too nervous."

Zhao Cheng had no choice but to put the water on the cabinet, got up and took a thick coat, wrapped it around Mo Zhu who was only wearing thin pajamas, and said: "You don't care about it, you don't know how long it takes to catch a cold. That's good."

Mo Zhu gathered his clothes together, and showed a gentle smile to Zhao Cheng, then took the water and drank slowly.

The family doctor came fairly quickly, and Mo Zhu arrived just after dinner. He gave Mo Zhu an antipyretic injection, prescribed some medicine, and left.

Mo Zhu finally got up from the bed, dressed Zhao Cheng, and said, "Hurry up and go to work, you've been late for so long."

Zhao Cheng worriedly told him to take the medicine several times, until he pushed Mo Zhu away, and then reluctantly left.

Not long after arriving at the company, before the office chair was warmed up, Zhao Yi searched for it. Zhao Cheng frowned and called for someone to come in.

After Zhao Cheng left, Mo Zhu packed himself up and went out.

The two of them will soon be married for four years. These years, they get together less and leave more, and they have no conditions to celebrate their wedding anniversary or the like.Since we have been together this time, we must not give Zhao Cheng some surprises.

Wearing a mask, he drove by himself to a personal jewelry design studio. This is the most famous independent studio in the domestic fashion circle. The orders are always small and precise. A young actor was brought here by the benefactor, presented him with a necklace, and bragged in front of him for a whole month. He didn't care about these at first, but he remembered them unconsciously.

Of course, Zhao Cheng often gave him gifts at that time.The most common one is to invite him to drink milk in the rest room when no one is there, and the kind that needs to be sucked out by him on his knees.Because of this, his dressing room was always alone, and he suffered a lot of jealousy for no reason.

Of course, those who hated him must not know what kind of life he lived behind his back, otherwise they would not hate him, but would laugh at him.

He had no intention of revealing his scars for others to see. People in the circle always thought that he was a canary who was raised and favored by the patron, but they didn't know that Zhao Chengcong didn't have the so-called self-consciousness of being a patron.Except for finding some resources for Mo Zhu regularly, he never did any other behaviors such as sending clothes, accessories and car money that the donor needs to do.

Of course, Zhao Cheng didn't need to do those face-saving projects.He is a cheap dog by Zhao Cheng's side, even if he is abused by Zhao Cheng all day, he dare not leave him, and he has to wag his tail happily.

Zhao Cheng didn't need to bother to please him at all.

Although at that time, in order to maintain his ridiculous arrogance, he rarely went for Zhao Cheng's favor.

He had always vaguely known what Zhao Cheng wanted, but he refused to give it to him.He is having a hard time, and he can't make others too proud.Even if he is the one who suffers in the end, so what?He has nothing to lose, and he has nothing to fear.

Sometimes Mo Zhu felt that his whole life would be ruined like this.As a man's accessory, there is no dignity, waiting for the day when Zhao Chengzhen gets tired of playing games, and then throw him out like garbage.This is actually the best ending he expected, and he hopes that Zhao Cheng will get tired of him as soon as possible, and then let him fend for himself.Even if he didn't finish high school, he could support himself, come home, and beg his parents to forgive him.

However, Zhao Chengyuan was crazy than he imagined, so he dragged him directly to get married.

He thought marriage would be his death, but he didn't want it to be his turning point.

After being sent abroad by Zhao's father, he had a weakness in his body.Some things have been lost for a long time, so I thought I would never think about them.But when the opportunity came in front of him, he still couldn't help but want to keep it. He cherished this opportunity, so he had to cheer up and coax the big Buddha at home.

When Mo Zhu entered the office, the designer had already prepared the finished product and showed it to him.

Mo Zhu opened it and took a look. He ordered a pair of diamond stud earrings. The designer fulfilled his request very well. One was designed as a clip-on earring, and the other was designed as an in-ear earring.

Zhao Cheng has no such thing as pierced ears. He is the only one who has been in the aisle and became a star. For packaging, he had to have pierced ears. In those years, he always wore earrings on his ears. Over time, the pierced ears could not close together. I haven't worn anything for four years, and I can still feel that tiny bump, like a mark carved into my bones and blood.

He settled the final payment and walked out of the business building.While walking in the direction of parking, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Mo Zhu!"

Mo Zhu turned around, and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, with his hands on his knees, his head bowed and struggling to breathe.

He frowned suspiciously, not knowing the person in front of him.He suspected that he had heard wrongly, and looked around, but no one stopped except him.

The person in front of him waved his hand at him and said, "No, no, no, I'm old, and I'm so tired that I'm out of breath after running such a short distance."

As he said that, he raised his head, Mo Zhu opened his eyes wide in shock, and recognized the person at a glance:

Ling Zifeng.

He became taller, lost the impulsive and reckless temperament when he was 17 years old, and became a lot more stable.

He looked at Mo Zhu with a smile and said, "Do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember," Mo Zhu said with a sudden ups and downs in his heart, "You have changed a lot."

"I was afraid that you would forget me." Ling Zifeng's eyes were full of surprise, "I thought it was you at the elevator entrance just now, so I hurriedly chased you out. Fortunately, you walked slowly."

Mo Zhu smiled quietly, but didn't speak.

"Let's have a cup of coffee and catch up."

Anyway, there was nothing wrong, so Mo Zhu agreed.The two went to a nearby coffee shop, and Ling Zifeng ordered a dessert for Mo Zhu on his own initiative, and asked: "These few years... How have you been?"

He still remembered what Mo Zhu said to him when they met for the last time, so such an ordinary greeting was a bit heavy.

Mo Zhu was quite relaxed, "Very good, Zhao Cheng and I are married."

A puzzled expression appeared on Ling Zifeng's face, "Zhao Cheng?"

"Oh, I forgot you don't know his name yet," Mo Zhu shook his head, "It's the one you saw me kissing him before."

He sized up Ling Zifeng, changed the subject and said, "You seem to be doing well, what are you doing?"

"I started a small company and worked so hard to get business every day, so it's glamorous on the surface." Ling Zifeng complained like a fake, and then said cautiously, "What about you? What are you doing? Or nothing Do?"

"I'm working as a financial officer in Zhao Cheng's company. Zhao Cheng gave me a game that I can skip work at any time."

Ling Zifeng was at a loss for words for a moment, Mo Zhu looked at his expression, he couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Okay, I'm really doing well, you don't need to be that embarrassing."

Ling Zifeng didn't know how much he should believe in Mo Zhu's words, and Mo Zhu didn't force him to believe, and he dug into the dessert in front of him.At this time Ling Zifeng's phone rang suddenly, he apologized to Mo Zhu, got up and went to a remote corner to answer the phone.

He covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was afraid that others would hear the conversation, and Mo Zhu knew it when he saw his appearance.

The love of youth is a glass of strong wine. After drinking a glass of wine, it will burn your heart and bones, and you will lose all reason. However, the alcohol will eventually dissipate one day, and such intense love will eventually have a day of relief.

Mo Zhu smiled lightly, and now he dared to open his heart to face Ling Zifeng.

After Ling Zifeng hung up the phone and came back, Mo Zhu asked with a gentle smile, "Girlfriend?"

Ling Zifeng nodded embarrassingly, and showed the ring on his middle finger, "I'm engaged, and I'm going to get married next month. Many high school classmates will be there. You should go too. Everyone hasn't seen you for a long time. Let's join in the fun .”

Mo Zhu was surprised, and quickly blessed: "Congratulations! I don't have any presents to offer now, I'm so sorry."

"What are you talking about?" Ling Zifeng laughed, "It's fine as long as you can go, and then I will make up the gift at that time."

Mo Zhu laughed suddenly, "Okay, I'll make it up when the time comes, remember to let me know when the date is confirmed."

"must."

Ling Zifeng switched the phone to the dialing page and handed it to Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu saved the phone numbers of both parties, and then handed it back to Ling Zifeng.

Ling Zifeng stood up and said, "Then let's do this for today. My girlfriend is urging me, so let's go first."

"Well, you go first," Mo Zhu said, "I'll leave after eating this."

Ling Zifeng saw that a large piece of dessert was missing in front of Mo Zhu, and sighed: "Sure enough, no matter how you change, your favorite things will not change."

Mo Zhu smiled, in fact, he was really a picky kid in the past, he didn't like anything with high sugar content, but he preferred to eat desserts.But he's a boy, so it's embarrassing to hang out in dessert shops all the time, but he doesn't eat it often.But once a girl gave him a gift, which happened to be the one he liked, so he couldn't help but eat some. Ling Zifeng bumped into him, and bought them from time to time to share with Mo Zhu.

The relationship between the two used to be very strong, they treated each other, and made appointments to play a lot. Although it was only less than a year ago, Ling Zifeng almost touched his preferences.

Not like Zhao Cheng, even now, he doesn't know what he likes or dislikes.

He sighed silently in his heart.Naturally, Ling Zifeng couldn't hear his sigh, and still smiled and said: "If you need anything in the future, you can call me, and I will do my best to help where I can."

Mo Zhu smiled restrainedly, looked at him and said, "I really want to ask you something."

Little Obedient Rebel 16

Mo Zhu returned home, put away the gift for Zhao Cheng, took the medicine and took a few pills casually, his energy had reached the limit, he went to bed directly without looking at the time.

I slept for hours at a time.When Zhao Cheng came back, he saw Mo Zhu sleeping obediently on the bed, so he also sat down beside the bed.

He looked at Mo Zhu's sleeping face inexplicably, moved his hand up, and pinched Mo Zhu's neck, which was slightly slender for a man, and the sleeping person didn't notice it.

Mo Zhu had a nightmare, dreaming that his leg was broken by Zhao Cheng, and he was locked in a dark room, without any light or sound, extremely quiet and dark, which made him feel as if he was dead.Only the sound of hollow footsteps can be heard when the food is delivered, and a faint light can be seen coming in through the small opening.He could no longer walk, and could only rely on his hands to crawl to Xiaokou little by little, eating like an animal.

He woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Cheng's extraordinarily indifferent eyes. The dream and reality were miraculously connected. He suddenly screamed, and most of his voice was blocked in his throat.

He finally noticed the hand on his neck, realized something for a moment, and stared at Zhao Cheng in panic, not daring to say a word.

The chest of the man under him rose and fell sharply, and his eyes were full of weak prayers.Zhao Cheng smiled, but the smile was not warm, and asked Mo Zhu: "Where did you go yesterday?"

Mo Zhu was instantly out of his wits.He barely steadied himself, and replied, "Send Hanhan to his grandfather, then went to Zhao Yi's house, and brought back some seafood."

Zhao Cheng's hand suddenly exerted force, and Mo Zhu's head was forced upward, with a pained expression on his face, his eyes were tightly closed, and he refused to say a word of begging for mercy, and he gasped in vain with his mouth slightly open.

Until the face of the person under him gradually turned red, he couldn't hold it anymore, and stretched out his hand weakly to pull his veined hand. Zhao Cheng was startled by Mo Zhu's slight resistance, suddenly regained his senses, and let go of Mo Zhu suddenly. bamboo.

Mo Zhu walked around before the gate of hell, and immediately turned around, coughing and breathing hard, tears streaming down his face.

After the cough gradually subsided, Mo Zhu turned his head and looked at Zhao Cheng, unable to utter a word.

Zhao Cheng returned to his usual appearance, stroked Mo Zhu's forehead gently, and asked, "Is the cold better?"

The pain in Mo Zhu's throat was still very strong, he didn't dare to say no, he could only swallow his saliva with difficulty, and replied: "It's much better."

"En." Zhao Cheng's hand touched Mo Zhu's face along his forehead, Mo Zhu closed his eyes, Zhao Cheng continued: "The cook said you didn't eat at noon, are you hungry?"

Zhao Cheng's neurotic appearance made Mo Zhu very uneasy, even his voice was trembling, "Yes...a little bit."

Zhao Cheng sighed and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

Mo Zhu got up cautiously, changed his clothes, and stood in front of Zhao Cheng.Zhao Cheng took Mo Zhu's hand and pulled him over, and Mo Zhu fell on top of him.

He pressed Mo Zhu's head, pressed Mo Zhu firmly onto his shoulder, with a very solemn expression, leaned into Mo Zhu's ear, and warned in a low voice: "If you sleep with other people, I will kill you with my own hands. "

Mo Zhu's legs went limp for a moment, frightened by Zhao Chengyin's harsh tone, he let out a sobbing "Mmm", and Zhao Chengcai finally let go of him.

Mo Zhu was terrified all night.He knew that Zhao Cheng knew about his little tricks, but he didn't understand how much Zhao Cheng knew, where did he get the news, and how...how would he treat him?

He recognized how he treated him, and he only hoped that Zhao Cheng would not think of his family at this time.But if he thinks about it, what should he do so that Zhao Chengfan only focuses on him?

He was restless all night, but Zhao Cheng was very calm.Except for almost strangling Mo Zhu to death when he came back, the rest of the time was no different from usual.

Before going to bed, he brought a cup of warm water, watched Mo Zhu take the medicine, then put the cup aside, went to bed and embraced Mo Zhu, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Mo Zhu waited all night, but he didn't wait for Zhao Cheng to deal with him, so he couldn't help feeling anxious, so he called in a low voice, "husband?"

"Don't call me that."

Mo Zhu fell silent for an instant.

He lay in Zhao Cheng's arms, silent for a while, then carefully stretched out his hand, poked into Zhao Cheng's pajamas, and slowly teased upwards.

Zhao Cheng closed his eyes and asked, "How many people have you touched with these hands?"

He opened his mouth so unexpectedly that Mo Zhu collapsed in fright. He withdrew his hand abruptly, turned over and knelt on the bedside, and said, "It's gone...it's gone...really..."

The gentle moonlight projected in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating Mo Zhu's side face, and the silver-white flashes flashed across his face, and Zhao Cheng realized that he was crying.

He stared at Mo Zhu blankly, without opening his mouth.Mo Zhu also knelt all the time, his back was straight, and his knees stretched into a straight line.

As time passed, the moonlight shining through the window became narrower and narrower, and Mo Zhu's figure became dimmer and dimmer as the full moon rose.

It wasn't until the moon rose into the sky and the moon shadow in front of the window completely disappeared that Zhao Cheng said, "I didn't say anything. What are you so nervous about? Come in."

Mo Zhu climbed into bed carefully, his legs were still numb, but he didn't care about it at all, and took the initiative to pillow Zhao Cheng's arm.

Zhao Cheng folded his arms and said, "Sleep."

Said and closed his eyes.Hearing this, Mo Zhu also closed his eyes.

A sleepless night.Zhao Cheng opened his eyes in the middle of the night, and the two of them still maintained their original sleeping positions, unchanged at all.

He touched Mo Zhu's face in the dark, leaned forward to kiss it, and cursed softly: "Bastard."

Isn't it an asshole?After being nice to him for four years, it was so good that people believed that they were really defenseless, but once they betrayed him, they were so... defenseless.

When Zhao Yi confessed to him, he still didn't quite believe it. If Zhao Yi hadn't spoken clearly and given Qi Ji's contact information, he would have been kept in the dark and didn't know anything.

When he learned about the relationship between Mo Zhu and Qi Ji, his anger almost consumed his reason, he got up almost immediately, and wanted to go home and question Mo Zhu.

However, Zhao Yi stopped him.He hated Zhao Yi so much at that moment, so he didn't show any mercy, and directly fought with someone.Zhao Yi was not good at exercising, and he hit him hard for several times without letting go, almost begging him to calm down with tears in his eyes.

He panted for a while with red eyes like a trapped animal, and then managed to calm down, and went back to the office chair, feeling tired and dazed for a moment.

He is really tired.Every time he thought he could settle down, Mo Zhu would always give him a heavy blow.

He was stunned for a long time, and finally said to Zhao Yi: "If there is anything wrong with your sister-in-law in the future, I will drive you out of Zhao's house directly."

Zhao Yi opened his mouth, but was too painful to speak for a moment.He felt that he was cheated by his sister-in-law, Zhao Cheng like this, how can he look like he wants to care about brotherhood with him?

Zhao Cheng didn't care about Zhao Yi's dumbfounded expression, and continued: "In the future, when Mo Zhu and Qi Ji meet, you must be present for the whole process. I don't want to hear any more things like yesterday."

Finally, he waved his hand and said wearily: "You go, I want to be alone for a while."

Zhao Cheng looked at Mo Zhu who was sleeping soundly beside him, frowning slightly, and felt that his heart had never been so empty.

The person next to the pillow who has slept with him for nine years, he thought that the two had already given each other their lives, but it turned out that they had always been in the same bed with different dreams.

Same bed, different dreams.

He never thought that one word would be so lethal one day.

He didn't know how long he and Mo Zhu would have different dreams.He could only think that if Mo Zhu dared to betray him once, there would be a second and third time later.He can suppress Mo Zhu once, but he won't be so lucky every time to be told the truth in advance.It's better to just ignore it and let Mo Zhu do whatever he wants.

He closed his eyes with angina, and said quietly: "I can't shut you up..."

Little Obedient Rebel 17

The next day, Mo Zhu's cold didn't get better, but it got worse, so he could only stay at home.Zhao Cheng didn't say anything, he said coldly and had a good rest at home, and left.

After Zhao Cheng left, Mo Zhu lay on the bed, thinking about what went wrong.

First of all, it will definitely not be Qi Ji.He and Qi Ji still maintain a cooperative relationship, and he has not taken any action to make Qi Ji suspicious. There is no need for him to do so.Even if it was really him, he would definitely send his nude/photos to Zhao Cheng directly. If Zhao Cheng was provoked, he would definitely be severely punished.

Second, it will not be Zhao Cheng's eyes and ears.Otherwise, he would know that he had a private meeting with Qi Ji that night.And every time they meet they are in a closed space, there is no way to be monitored, Zhao Cheng will not know that he touched someone else.

After thinking about it, there was only one person left.He called Zhao Yi, but it took a long time for Zhao Yi to answer.

He asked, "Where are you?"

Zhao Yi glanced at Zhao Cheng, who was sitting next to him like a respectful woman, and said carefully, "Are you at home, sister-in-law?"

"Last time you said that you met a few rich second generations in a nightclub, who can get you all kinds of things. Are there any illegal drugs on the market?"

"I... I can ask for you, what does sister-in-law want to do?"

"Of course it's the way of the person, and treat the body of the person." Mo Zhu sneered, and said: "Oh, yes, you don't know yet, in fact, Qi Ji forced/raped/I failed that day, and I was afraid that I would leave He took control and took a few photos of me, naked."

The sound of cups shattering suddenly sounded on the other end of the phone, and Mo Zhu closed his eyes, knowing that he had guessed right.

He took a deep breath, and continued: "Of course I can't let it go. It's better to be fair about things like this."

After saying this, he hung up the phone, the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, he didn't care, and looked at the complicated and gorgeous ceiling on the ceiling in a trance.

Zhao Yi shivered in the office.He secretly looked at Zhao Cheng carefully.Zhao Chengyin's face was gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly he stood up and walked towards Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's heart was ringing with alarm bells, afraid of being used as a punching bag, he hurriedly got up, and said like a cannonball: "Brother, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so I left first and bye."

Then he slipped away without stopping.

Standing in the empty office, Zhao Cheng closed his eyes and let out a heavy gasp. The sense of powerlessness emerged from the deepest part of his body, and then spread to his whole body.He kicked the coffee table hard, and the coffee table made a heavy muffled sound, and moved forward several centimeters.

In the evening, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yi sat on the bar in the private room.The bartender quietly mixed a glass of wine and brought it to Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng nodded coldly and took it.

This private room is very spacious and luxuriously decorated. It can accommodate a dozen or twenty people and it will not be crowded at all. There are several small rest areas with dim lighting and excellent privacy. It is an excellent place for some people to hold a large party .

It was very noisy all around, with deafening pop music playing, Zhao Cheng was playing with the cup boredly, behind him was a group of men and women who indulged themselves.

Suddenly Zhao Chengbao's mobile phone rang, he took it out to have a look, and hung up the phone casually.

Zhao Yi glanced over there secretly, Zhao Cheng's phone rang again, and Zhao Cheng hung up.Ring again, hang up again.

After repeating it three times, it stopped there.After a while, Zhao Yi's cell phone rang.

Zhao Yi hurriedly took the phone, glanced at it, handed it to Zhao Cheng, and said awkwardly, "Sister-in-law, do you want to pick it up?"

Zhao Cheng glanced casually and said, "Hang up."

A troubled expression appeared on Zhao Yi's face, and he said, "Aren't I exposed like this?"

"You really think you're a double agent," Zhao Cheng said sarcastically, "You're so exposed in front of him that you don't even have your underpants."

Zhao Yi: "???"

"Do you really think he's talking about the photo for you?" Zhao Cheng said indifferently, "He's talking about it for me."

Zhao Yi was shocked for a moment, thinking that these two are devils?How did the cousin come to this conclusion?

However, Zhao Cheng had no intention of explaining, and stared blankly at the beautiful cocktail on the bar.

Zhao Yi hung up the phone, but the phone didn't ring again.

At this time, the person they were waiting for arrived, and the other party greeted Zhao Yi very warmly, and Zhao Yi responded with a smile.The other party looked at Zhao Cheng curiously and vigilantly, and Zhao Yi hurriedly explained: "Brother Yue, this is my cousin."

"That's it." Brother Yue looked at Zhao Cheng cautiously and said, "Then let's talk while we play."

He beckoned to the waiter and said, "Choose a few good ones and come over to accompany you for a drink."

The waiter took the order, and the three of them switched to the sofa in the center of the private room.

Brother Yue leaned on the sofa leisurely, and said to Zhao Yi with a smile, "What do you ask me to do?"

"What can you do to find Brother Yue?" Zhao Yi smiled mysteriously, "Don't you just want something?"

"What do you want?"

"Some psychedelic drugs, some drugs that can relax muscles, and aphrodisiacs."

Brother Yue looked at Zhao Yi in surprise, "Why do you want to be drugged?"

"Recently, I fell in love with someone new," Zhao Cheng said casually, "I'm not very obedient, I want to teach him how to behave."

Brother Yue nodded, and then suddenly became excited, "I guess you are the reason! I like a man like you! Come on! Cheers!"

Zhao Cheng: "..."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yi, meaning what kind of strange things are your friends?Zhao Yi was embarrassed.

He clinked glasses with Brother Yue as usual, and Brother Yue began to talk about the women who had been conquered by him like that.

Zhao Cheng almost went in his left ear and out his right ear, half of his mind was not on Brother Yue.A moment later, the accompanying wine called by Brother Yue arrived.He was interrupted by the soft jade Wenxiang who offered to throw himself into his arms, and immediately remembered the business, and asked: "There are several types of aphrodisiacs, I don't know which one you want? For men, for women, Or can I use both?"

Zhao Cheng paused, and asked, "Is it okay to use 0?"

Brother Yue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled brightly, "So you are so good, brother, but I misunderstood what you meant."

He called the woman next to Zhao Cheng and said, "You, go and change to a beautiful boy."

The girl got up knowingly, Zhao Cheng hesitated for a moment, but didn't stop her.

Brother Yue flirted with the heavily made-up man in his arms, and said, "I can get you any drugs, let alone a small 0 for reminder/love? Brother, don't worry, I will deliver the things the day after tomorrow. "

"Then I'm here to thank you first, do I need to pay a deposit first?"

Brother Yue waved his hand and said, "What's money? It's okay!"

Zhao Cheng stopped talking, and patted Zhao Yi's hand under the table, indicating that the next thing would be left to him.

Zhao Yi was a bit on pins and needles. He and his cousin had always been friends of gentlemen. To put it bluntly, the relationship between the two of them was weaker than water. There is an embarrassment of being masturbated by my mother.

He talked with brother Yue calmly on the surface, but he kept slandering his cousin in his heart, what is it not just a matter of saying something?If you insist on following, what is this called?

Zhao Cheng drank on his own, and after a while the little boy who accompanied him came and sat quietly beside Zhao Cheng, pouring wine for him.

Zhao Cheng glanced at the little boy's face in a dazed way, with delicate features and a small appearance, Zhao Cheng asked, "How old is it?"

The little boy was not angry at being treated so impolitely by Zhao Cheng, his bright eyes were slightly bent, and he said, "Eighteen, sir."

"nonsense."

The little boy smiled happily, picked up the red wine on the table, and handed it to Zhao Cheng's mouth. Zhao Cheng didn't ask him to serve him, but took the glass by himself, sipped it slowly, his eyes were empty, and his thoughts flew to nowhere .

The little boy asked considerately: "Sir, it seems that you are not very interested. Is there something bothering you?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head, and held out the half-drunk wine in front of the little boy. The boy understood, lowered his head to hold the wine glass, and slowly drank it down.

Zhao Cheng thought of something, and felt even more depressed. He used force unconsciously and crushed the goblet. The boy didn't hold it, and the glass fell to the ground immediately, making a sound of shattered glass.