The jungler always wants to gank me

When Teng Chong woke up, he felt a burning pain behind him, dry mouth, dizziness and heavy eyelids.

Thinking of what happened last night, he almost wanted to strangle himself to death. He was so dizzy that he actually provoked a drunk and violent milk dog.

Teng Chong opened his eyes, and the curly-haired milk dog was still eating his thumbs and sleeping soundly. His eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to beat him, but the fist landed weakly and lightly on a curly hair, which made the little curly hair I struggled a bit and complained: "I can't move... my back is sore..."

Teng Chong's eyes darkened, and his anger rose from his heart. He, who has always been only the top, was forced to be the bottom one last night, and he didn't complain. When he was in a good mood, this idiot actually said that his back was sore and he was about to go to the top. Arrived, hanging up and down!To put it bluntly, this idiot untied him and moved by himself.

"Ugh……"

Teng Chong sighed deeply, and now he can only blame himself for being so obsessed. It's true that even if you walk too much at night, you can meet ghosts. This time, it really happened.

He struggled to sit up, dressed himself, washed his face, at least he didn't look so embarrassed, he looked at the sleeping person on the bed with a sullen face, took out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and put them on the bedside table, as if Whoring a duck!

He went out without looking back.

The lady at the front desk was very surprised when she learned that he was going to check out, and repeatedly confirmed with him: "Mr. Teng, are you sure you want to return the presidential suite in room 666? If you check out, the auction amount will not be refunded!"

Teng Chong looked at the elevator impatiently, afraid that someone he knew would come: "Do I still care about this little money? Check out! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

The lady at the front desk helped him return the room with a low eyebrow. Teng Chong was worried, and said: "If someone asks who owns room 666, remember to protect the privacy of the guests, do you understand?"

The lady at the front desk nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice!I thought to myself, didn't all the local tyrants in Jincheng know at the auction that Mr. Teng of Tenghuang Group bought room 666 of Shenglong Hotel.

Teng Chong tugged at his crumpled collar. Living in a hotel is much more comfortable than living at home. He almost lives in a five-star hotel all year round. This is his own private space, but now...

Let's go back.

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Not long after Teng Chong left, Little Curly woke up.

Huang Qifeng rubbed his eyes and sat up, the curly hair on the top of his head curled up in a mess, he rubbed his waist sleepily and looked around.

yeah?That beautiful young lady, oh, what about my little brother?

"Is anyone there?" Huang Qifeng shouted around, but no one answered him.

He hurriedly lifted the quilt and searched everywhere, no, no, nothing!

But there's a wad of money on the bedside table!Brand new!

Huang Qifeng cherished turning over the coins page by page, but there was no number!

"Alas..." He sat on the bedside and propped his chin and sighed. Before last night, he always thought he liked women, but now, the little curly hair thinks that the man last night is really good-looking, and, also quite It's comfortable, the man seems to be good too...

"No! What am I thinking?!" Huang Qifeng shook his head, and said in his heart: I am a straight man. Although I haven't been in a relationship for 18 years, I am still a straight man. I'm still a straight man, although the guy from yesterday was so good-looking, active and enthusiastic, but I'm still a straight man.

right!That's it!

After brainwashing, Huang Qifeng got up and put on his clothes. Looking at the pile of brand-new coins, he took two tissues by mistake, wrapped them carefully and put them in his pockets, and set foot on the journey back to the country of corruption with a huge amount of cash. On the plane, during the security check, the security staff looked at him suspiciously for a long time, and he had to explain several times before he could board the plane.

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two months later.

"Boss, we're at the clubhouse."

"Hmm." Teng Chong sat in the back seat of the car and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He didn't open his eyes until the driver told him the destination. His complexion looked much better.

He walked into the golf club with his own golf equipment. This is a very large golf club with multiple golf courses. Each course covers an area of ​​75 hectares and has 18 standard holes. Most of the fairways are north-south. , The green space is lush and the environment is good.

As soon as Teng Chong entered the door, the reception lady stepped forward to lead the way respectfully: "President Teng, Mr. Teng is already in the clubhouse."

"Yeah." Teng Chong nodded casually. Since he took office, his father has retired and traveled around. Today, he came here because of a priceless piece of land. Contact the clubhouse for feelings.

According to Teng's father, the owner of this piece of land is an entrepreneur from Fangcheng who started as a home appliance manufacturer in the 70s. The real estate value of the company is far higher than that of the company itself, not only in Fangcheng, but also in Jincheng. , The two had a very happy conversation and have been in contact for a long time. Today, we just made an appointment to have a talk.

Teng Chong changed into his sportswear in the locker room. He looked like a college student. He did warm-up exercises, put on his equipment and walked to the court.

From a distance, he saw his father chatting happily with a middle-aged man, he walked over gracefully and called out: "Dad."

Father Teng wore a mustache and introduced to the middle-aged man with a smile: "Brother, this is my son Teng Chong. I mentioned it to you several times before. Chonger, this is Mr. Huang. , you have to study hard.”

While Father Teng was introducing, Teng Chong looked at Mr. Huang quietly. The middle-aged man was a little fat, but he could be seen to be in good condition. His eyes were squinting, and he seemed to be smiling all the time. But the eyes belonged to the businessman, and the hair on his head was still black and thick, and there was no sign of baldness, just a little curly?

Teng Chong smiled politely, and stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man: "Boss Huang, I have long admired you."

"Hello, hello." Mr. Huang shook hands with Teng Chong with a smile: "Young man is really a good-looking talent. I heard from your father that various investments have been done very well. It was you who started the Yunxiu Holiday Villa, which is resounding all over the country. Unbelievable, if my kid has a tenth of you, I can wake up from my dreams with laughter!"

Teng Chong said with a smile: "I dare not take it."

Mr. Huang suddenly turned his head and asked Father Teng: "Eh? Is your kid going to be 30 this year?"

Teng's father said with a look of disgust: "28, it's almost the age of [-], and we haven't brought a girlfriend home, we are almost dying of worry!"

Mr. Huang smiled and said: "Well, the young people nowadays are no more interesting than we used to be. My boy just turned 18 not long ago, and he was sent abroad when he was in his teens, but this Whenever I am not by my side, I am always worried that he will learn badly, but fortunately, I will earn enough credits in a short time, and I will come back to help, and the burden on me will be lightened."

Teng Chong lowered his eyebrows and seemed to be obediently listening to the two elders, looking at the turf under his feet, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Xiao Teng."

"Chong'er? Chong'er!"

Teng Chong came back to his senses, and replied: "Dad."

Teng's father glared at him, "Going to play." Then he approached him and whispered, "Boss Huang's son is coming soon, he's on his way, 18-year-old kid, how much do you want to coax him? Mr. Huang appreciates you very much now, maybe you will get the land once you come and go."

Teng Chong replied lightly: "I know."

The weather in Jincheng in May was neither cold nor hot, and the three of them sweated a little after playing golf in the warm sun for a while. Teng Chong scored a hole-in-one again, and Mr. Huang clapped his hands: "Good! Well played! "

Teng Chong smiled: "Thank you."

Mr. Huang's phone rang suddenly, and he glanced at it and answered it: "Hello, are you here? Where are you? The door, right? Ask the receptionist to take you to Court 1. We're all here, so don't run away." No? If you dare to run away again, your pocket money for this month will be gone!"

Not long after the phone was put down, a tall and thin boy walked over from a distance. He was wearing a black and white long-sleeved sportswear with contrasting colors, and his yellow curly hair was particularly conspicuous. "

Mr. Huang snorted: "Hmph, it's rare to come back once, so come out more often, don't play games all day long!"

"Understood." Huang Qifeng said sullenly, the distress on his face gradually turned into shock when he saw Teng Chong, and then ecstasy, and he wanted to recognize each other with his mouth: "You, you, you... "

When Teng Chong saw him, he secretly thought that it was not good. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Before he could say anything, he went up to shake hands with a smile and said, "Hello, I'm Teng Chong, what should I call you?" ?”

Huang Qifeng was so happy that he was speechless, "I, my name is Huang Qifeng!"

Teng Chong grinned, and thought in his heart, I got it, little curly hair.

Huang Qifeng looked at Teng Chong obsessively. As early as a month ago, he asked Yu Jingchuan to check room 666. He knew Teng Chong, but he had never met him before and had no contact information. He didn't know where to find him. I was happy to be called by my father, but I got to know him by accident.

During the four of them playing golf, Huang Qifeng kept watching Teng Chong secretly, insisting that he wanted to learn golf, and Teng Chong felt nervous watching, afraid that the two elders would see something.

Huang's father was smiling all the time, and he seemed to hope that Curly and Teng Chong would learn from each other, and Teng Chong thought to himself, if he knew that they had already rolled into bed, he didn't know what expression he would make.

Teng Chong put down his club, took a sip of mineral water, took a chance and went to the bathroom, and the little curly hair followed him.

Teng Chong locked the bathroom door with a slap, pushed him to the door with a slap, and supported the door with one hand, asking sullenly, "What do you want to do?"

"I, I, I." Huang Qifeng looked at his face so close, his heart was beating out of his chest, and after a long time, I finally managed to choke out a sentence: "I like you."

Teng Chong was stunned for a moment. There were already a lot of people who liked him. For some reason, he felt that what Little Curly said was very sincere. When he came back to his senses, he snorted coldly: "Like me? Like my face, it looks good. ?"

Huang Qifeng was stunned, nodded and murmured: "It's pretty, very pretty, I haven't seen anyone prettier than you."

Teng Chong sneered, bent over and laughed.

Huang Qifeng didn't understand why he looked at him and smiled, always thinking that he looked really good-looking when he smiled!

Teng Chong laughed for a long time, then looked up and saw the little curly hair staring at his lips, he raised the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Want to kiss me?"

"Yeah." Huang Qifeng nodded slightly, he couldn't take his eyes off those moist thin lips, he still remembered how soft and hot these two lips were that night.

Teng Chong narrowed his eyes: "I won't give you a kiss."

Teng Chong looked at the little curly hair from a close distance. The 18-year-old boy in sportswear is really full of youth, his face looks good, and his eyes are extremely clear. When he looks at you, he looks like a puppy who has just opened his eyes. , figure... Thinking of that night, Teng Chong's eyes sank, and his figure was not bad, it would be even better if he could suppress it.

Little Curly was not angry, but looked at the sweat dripping from his temples and said, "You are sweating."

"so what?"

"uncomfortable."

"It's quite comfortable." Teng Chong said deliberately the other way around, and shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care.

"Uncomfortable." Huang Qifeng took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped it off for him, saying very persistently.

Looking into his eyes, Teng Chong really felt that sweating would be uncomfortable, so he wanted to wipe it off for him. The seriousness made Teng Chong feel a little scary, and he looked away in panic.

After confirming that Huang Qifeng really didn't have any bad intentions, he felt that the matter was even more difficult.

Teng Chong rubbed Huang Qifeng's curly hair, and coaxed and said: "You are not allowed to tell what happened that day, you know? Especially your father, my father, and your mother can't say anything. Can't say, if you let me know that you told others, I will... I won't play with you. "

"Yeah!" Huang Qifeng's expression froze, and he nodded like clockwork, as if it was a deterrent thing if he didn't play with him.

Teng Chong himself cleared his throat in embarrassment, not knowing why he also became childish, and threatened others with "I won't play with you anymore".

"Come on, go out."