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

The video will have a format when saved on the computer.

You can vaguely see the blurry image inside, and you can recognize it as him.

He didn't ask to see the video.

I don't want to see it, it's disgusting.

Zhou Ya didn't say she wanted to show it to him.

Song Xiaolou had only seen the picture Zhou Ya sent him that day, threatening him to get back together.

A screenshot in video format.

Then he went crazy!

I went to Zhou Ya to get the video back, but Zhou Ya’s house called the police.

He was so panicked at the time that he didn't dare to let Tang Yan and Cheng Ze know about it, so he could only send text messages to other friends for help.

But once they heard that he had kidnapped women and the police already knew about it, no one dared to care about him.

Only Jiang Nan rushed over to help him.

Later, he 'reconciled' with Zhou Ya, and was suddenly kissed by Cheng Ze.

Distraught, he hid abroad.

When he took Zhou Ya abroad, he wanted to coax Zhou Ya to hand over the original video.

The first two days were spent playing normally, but Zhou Ya's behavior became more and more abnormal...

It means that Song Xiaolou has never seen the video mentioned by Zhou Ya. ’

But he never doubted it.

Because there must be a video to have that screenshot!

"...I asked her for the original video, but no matter what she said, she wouldn't give it to me and just asked me to listen to her words..."

Thinking of the torture during this period, and the scene of being handcuffed to the bedside and beaten.

Song Xiaolou was miserable and helpless, and fell straight forward.

He put his head on Cheng Ze's belly, and the tip of his nose was next to the soft cotton home clothes, which were still stained with the faint smell of lavender lotion.

This familiar scent made him feel much more at ease, and he sobbed softly.

"I know that I can't let her lead me. I wanted to tell you when you came out of the plane, but you scolded me in the restaurant as soon as you came out..."

There are many people in the restaurant.

How could he tell Cheng Ze that he was threatened by a video like that?

"I just saw you bring the medicine box over here. I knew you still care about me. I was wondering how to tell you..."

But before he said anything, Cheng Ze told him that Zhou Ya didn't just hit him.

It is to treat him as a slave to satisfy evil desires.

"...I just thought, I have to go find Zhou Ya and die together. I'll resign first and then go, otherwise you will definitely protect me with Brother Yan."

"I want to die quietly outside..."

"Brother, I'm afraid I'll hurt you, and I can't bear to let you follow me to embarrass yourself."

Song Xiaolou broke away from Cheng Ze's hand pinching his face. His palm was really warm.

He closed his eyes and pulled the person closer, hugging her waist.

Like a little bird that was wronged outside and flew back to seek warmth.

Tears rubbed onto Cheng Ze's light beige sweater, but he couldn't care less at the moment.

He wanted Cheng Ze to know that he didn't bother Cheng Ze taking care of him at all.

"I just said that I won't let you control me. It's all a lie. I'm a bastard. You are the only one who cares about me..."

"Brother, Brother Cheng..."

Song Xiaolou buried his face in Cheng Ze's abdomen, his shoulders shaking from sobs.

This kind of thing is really embarrassing.

"What should I do? I can't let her send it to my home..."

"..."

Cheng Ze's heart melted when he shouted "Brother".

Song Xiaolou sobbed and breathed out hot breath, which sprayed all over his abdominal muscles through his clothes.

His face was soft and his tone was soft.

Two arms were wrapped around his lower back, holding the clothes in his palms, and he could clearly feel the curling of his fingers.

This was the first time that he was held so tightly by Song Xiaolou, and his body was stiff.

You can see the furry head when you lower your eyes, and the hair is bumpy from crying. It is no longer as bright and public as usual and likes to be a hedgehog.

Originally, he wanted to use this incident to scare Song Xiaolou.

But just, alas.

Cheng Ze cursed in his heart and cursed himself for being soft-hearted.

"...Okay! Ask her to send it."

Song Xiaolou was pushed away from his arms while his head was pressed, still sobbing stupidly.

"What, how did you-"

"I have cleared the original documents a long time ago. She has nothing in her hand. She lied to you."

Cheng Ze pushed him into the sofa, sat back on the low stool, reached for the tissue box and threw it into Song Xiaolou's arms.

"I cried so dirty that I was covered in snot."

"...?"

Song Xiaolou held the tissue box blankly.

He had just thought about tying Zhou Ya to the rooftop, and he would ignore it even if the police came.

As long as Zhou Ya didn't hand over the original document, he would throw Zhou Ya away, and then he would surrender himself and accept being imprisoned.

But I never thought that Zhou Ya didn't have the original document.

"You, are you serious? Brother Cheng!"

"real."

Cheng Ze lowered his eyes to take the cotton swab, and skillfully opened the iodine with his long knuckles.

"I contacted her on the day of the accident, watched her delete it through remote control, and gave her a compensation."

At that time, Cheng Ze didn't know that Song Xiaolou had not cheated on any of his best friends. He thought Zhou Ya was an emotional victim.

Who makes Song Xiaolou change his girlfriend frequently? It’s not like he has never had a seamless connection. When asked, which part of the relationship is true love?

Even if we just sit and have a meal together, it is still true love.

It's like a child playing house.

"It's true," Song Xiaolou put his palm on Cheng Ze's knee, and the scars on the back of his hand and arm were wiped with iodophor.

But at a certain moment, he was suddenly stunned!

"...Remote control, have you seen it?!"

"..."

Lie or tell the truth.

If the lie is exposed one day, there is no way to explain it.

"Well," Cheng Ze quickly made a choice without raising his head, "You think I'm as stupid as you are. Of course you have to take a look at it before deleting it to make sure it's the original."

In fact, I took more than one look.

But there is no need for Song Xiaolou to know this.

"..."

Cheng Ze has seen it.

Song Xiaolou's head buzzed!

In the screenshot sent by Zhou Ya, he was lying down with his pants removed, and his lower body was naked.

He stared blankly at the person sitting on the low stool.

Cheng Ze lowered his head slightly and was rubbing iodine on the tooth mark on his arm, his eyebrows focused and serious.

The sunshine outside the window shone warmly into the living room, falling on the light beige casual sweatshirt that had just been stained by his tears, giving off a soft golden light.

Like the gentle brother next door.

No, not like.

Cheng Ze is indeed a very good person. There is no one in the entire office who does not praise Captain Cheng and Instructor Cheng.

He is gentle and handsome, and speaks elegantly.

He always has a friendly smile on his face, and his temperament is like a pot of clivia in the sun, which always makes people unable to help but rely on him and trust him.

Even makeup artist Sister Hua dared to joke with Captain Cheng because she knew Cheng Ze had a good temper.

But he is a person who smiles gently to everyone and has no other expressions.

Now when he saw the scars on his body, his expression was condensed and he frowned slightly.

His eyes, which were always as warm as the spring breeze, were lifeless.

It seemed to be worse than him.

At a certain moment, Song Xiaolou began to stare at Cheng Ze's mouth inexplicably.

The lips have elegant lines, thin and sexy.

Is it this mouth?

That kiss on the forehead...

!

Realizing what he was thinking, Song Xiaolou felt a heat burning from his ears to his neck!

Cheng Ze noticed something strange about him at this moment and glanced at him: "Does it hurt?"

The pressure on the cotton swab is already very light.

But if Song Xiaolou felt pain, he could be gentler.

Song Xiaolou's brain was in a state of confusion, so what he said was also confused, and he continued to talk nonsense about the topic just now.

"No, I'm wondering if that video is good?"

what.

The cotton swab suddenly trembled!

The two of them were wailing in their hearts at the same time——

F-fuck.