The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Song Xiaolou, open the door."

"Knock knock..."

Still knocking on the door.

But he locked the door on the bumper from inside the house and Cheng Ze couldn't get in.

Song Xiaolou held a pillow and sat cross-legged on the beige sofa, looking up at the door directly opposite.

He didn't know what to say to Cheng Ze at this moment.

I wanted to pretend I was asleep and avoid it.

Just like escaping abroad that morning, escape in this way.

But it was obvious that the person who blocked him in the room did not intend to let him go this time.

After the knocking on the door paused for a few seconds, he heard Cheng Ze calling the security department.

"I, Cheng Ze, come to the sixth floor to unload the door."

Depend on!

Song Xiaolou jumped up from the sofa, took a few steps to the door and opened it.

"Why are you opening my door? Are you done yet? I can't sleep even if I want to? What do you want, come to my room even if you haven't scolded me enough in the restaurant..."

He stood at the door, only holding it half open as he yelled.

The tone was overtly tough and covertly cowardly, with a hint of forcefulness and no hesitation in the tone.

But after shouting, there was no sound.

Because he saw that Cheng Ze's other hand, which was not holding the phone, was holding a blue medicine box.

The people standing in the corridor also changed their clothes.

Wearing a round-neck light beige housecoat, gold-rimmed glasses were also worn on his face. His eyes behind the lenses were light-colored and looked cold due to his bad mood.

The tone was deliberately controlled and calm.

Cheng Ze said: "There are a lot of bacteria on human teeth, and inflammation must be eliminated if the skin is broken."

He put down the phone.

Only then did Song Xiaolou realize that the phone had never dialed a number at all.

Okay, I'm trying to scare him again.

We just had an argument in the restaurant, it should be considered a quarrel.

Song Xiaolou's tone was awkward. He lowered his eyes and reached out to receive the medicine box. He had no intention of letting Cheng Ze in.

"....Oh, then I'll handle it myself."

"I won't ask anymore." Cheng Ze said.

Certain emotions were tightly suppressed in my heart, and I deliberately kept my tone relaxed.

"Who you want to fall in love with is your freedom and has nothing to do with me. I won't ask again."

He came with a medicine box.

Just like any previous injury to Song Xiaolou, I came to help him deal with the bite marks on his hands, the bite marks left by others.

I don’t want to care about it, but I really can’t let it go.

It's cheap.

Cheng Ze also despised himself like this, but what could he do.

Just be cheap, as long as you can see this person.

Even if they are still friends, at least they can see each other.

Cheng Ze pressed the door with one hand and said, "It was my fault in the restaurant. Maybe I was too tired just after coming out of the plane. I didn't control my emotions well at that time. I apologize to you."

"..."

Now that the words have been spoken, Song Xiaolou can no longer block the door.

"Hey, no need to apologize, I'm not that stingy."

After muttering, he let go of the door handle, turned around and walked back to the sofa.

Cheng Ze stared at his back and took a deep breath for a few seconds.

Then he closed the door and went to the living room.

"Hey, where is Qianqian?" Song Xiaolou asked.

He put a pillow in his arms and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Cheng Ze didn't look at him. He bent down and pulled the low stool over. He skillfully placed the blue medicine box on the coffee table and opened the lid.

"Go back to the room. She said you took her to play games all night last night and she needs to catch up on her sleep now."

Lin Qian has been living in the female hunter's dormitory next door for the past few days, and there are many vacant rooms there.

"Oh," Song Xiaolou's expression became more relaxed after chatting for a while, and a smile appeared on his face, "Hey, your cousin is quite interesting. She played the game very well. Our results last night were amazing! Even better than when you took me... ....”

"..."

Song Xiaolou kept chattering.

Cheng Ze took out the ointment and cotton swabs, and then his eyes fell on the boy on the sofa.

But the next second—

His vision suddenly froze.

Then, the overwhelming anger that I couldn't hold back, overflowed directly from the brows and eyes!

Cheng Ze gritted his teeth and shouted, almost vibrating.

"Song, Xiao, Lou."

"Ah?" The smile on Song Xiaolou's face was not heartless.

But his purple-stained arm stretched out from the cuffs of his white T-shirt, stretched across the pillow, and placed it right under Cheng Ze's nose.

There are at least four teeth marks on the arm!

There are also scars similar to those from a belt, which are strip-shaped, red and swollen, and the scars are crisscrossed!

And that's just on the arm.

He was covered with clothes, but as you can imagine, he wasn't much better.

She wore black shorts on her legs, only reaching above her knees.

Both legs were curled up, and there were traces of wax burns near the thighs. There were many round marks on the calves kicked out by pointed high heels, and the bruises were overlapping with blue and purple.

All are new injuries, all caused recently!

Cheng Ze stared at these injuries, his eyes quickly becoming bloodshot and red.

Anger surged up but he still suppressed it, making his voice tremble. He stared at Song Xiaolou and asked.

"What's going on, huh?"

"Oh, these..."

Song Xiaolou laughed twice, looking embarrassed.

He wanted to hide his arms behind the pillow, but Cheng Ze had already grabbed his wrist and held him back!

The more Cheng Ze watched, the more he wanted to kill someone, and he roared so hard that his eyes were splitting.

"I'll let you talk! I've only been away for a few days and you've been working as a fucking sex slave! Really?"

He is still a dom with ridiculously bad skills and is irresponsible!

"?"

What a sex slave.

"What did you say!"

Song Xiaolou was shocked when he heard this, and his long and narrow peach blossom eyes were so round!

"I didn't! It was Zhou Ya who did it. She just... had a bad temper. I didn't do anything to her!"

"Speak clearly." Cheng Ze exerted force in his palms, and soon Song Xiaolou grinned.

Song Xiaolou was immediately frightened, and his eyes turned red with frustration.

"Really not, just, ever since she drugged me, I, I just, hey, I can't react to her..."

"..."

After being drugged last time, he seemed to be psychologically affected by Zhou Ya.

Except for working hard that day at the factory, it was to deal with an emergency and my mind was empty.

But after he reconciled with Zhou Ya this time, including the time when he took people abroad.

He couldn't get hard on Zhou Ya at all.

The two of them just went abroad for a tour and did nothing.

It is also because of this that Zhou Ya becomes more and more...

She repeatedly asked Song Xiaolou if he loved her. Song Xiaolou coaxed her into saying that he did, but she didn't believe it.

So I started to mess with Song Xiaolou.

If she doesn't do it, she won't do it, but she likes to see Song Xiaolou frowning in pain.

"I didn't lie to you, she just beat me, what kind of sex slave...I have never done anything with her!"

Song Xiaolou's eyes were filled with water, half humiliated and half painful from being pinched.

"How did you fight? Please tell me in detail."

"It's really nothing... Just let go first! She just asked me to wear women's clothes, some kind of short skirt, stuffed balls into my mouth, handcuffed me to the bedside... and beat me , and burned me with wax oil... Ah, stop holding on! My wrist hurts... Well, also, she also said some strange things, like contract instructions, anyway, she was mumbling... ..."

"?"

Cheng Ze's teeth were almost broken.

"It's nothing to fucking say! Song Xiaolou, are you an idiot!"