I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]
Chapter 88 Zhou Jinyuan×Yuan Shaoyang
The first moment he opened his eyes, Yuan Shaoyang thought he was beaten by some grandson.
He groaned in pain, his whole body ached like he had been run over by a wheel, especially an unspeakable part of his body—wait a minute!
A muscular arm was slung across the hideous green and red chest, and he looked slowly along the source of the arm, and a handsome sleeping face came into view.
In the blink of an eye, fragmented chaotic scenes poured into his brain one after another, and Yuan Shaoyang cursed with a headache, "I! Fuck!"
He raised his sour hand and shook the arm on his chest away forcefully, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, "Zhou Jinyuan! What the hell did you do to me!"
The thick black eyelashes moved, and Zhou Jinyuan finally opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the angry little face, "Are you awake?"
"I'm fucking asking you what did you do to me!" Yuan Shaoyang raised his foot and was about to kick him, but halfway through kicking, he grinned his teeth in pain.
The warm palm firmly held the straight and slender calf, Zhou Jinyuan's eyebrows were curved, and his beautiful thin lips spat out nasty words: "Isn't it obvious, Yuan Er Shao? I fucked you."
Yuan Shaoyang's eyes widened in disbelief as if someone had pressed the pause button.
The man completely pulled away the tender legs with the gesture of his hands, turned over and pressed them heavily, "Can't you remember? Do you want me to help you recall memories, huh?"
Last night, Zhou Jinyuan had a routine dinner party at an entertainment club.After drinking for three rounds, an inexplicable hot feeling suddenly surged in his body, and it quickly gathered towards a certain part.
He said badly to himself, these people probably put something in the wine for fun.
He pushed away the goblins who came up to him, and walked out steadily.
As a result, as soon as he went out, he recklessly ran into a person in his arms.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the second young master Yuan.
"Yuan Er Shao is throwing himself into his arms?" He stared at the blushing little face, and couldn't help but tease him.
A young man who is usually as fierce as a little devil, with water in his drunken peach eyes, seems not to understand what he is talking about, and only knows to hug him and rub his hands.
Zhou Jinyuan was immediately enraged, and just as he was about to pull him away, Sun Yaowen chased after him impatiently, "I'm sorry, Boss Zhou, Yuan Er Shao drank too much, I'll take him away!"
The little demon king in his arms was panting and clinging to him tightly, "Don't, don't go..."
Zhou Jinyuan frowned, this Sun Yaowen is notoriously lustful, he eats both men and women, he is so bold, it is possible that he is really so bold...
Thinking of this, his face turned cold, he wrapped his arms around the person in his arms, turned around and walked towards the exit.
"Boss Zhou, keep him here!" Sun Yaowen stepped forward hurriedly, reaching out to grab his shoulder, but his arm was twisted backhand and sent out violently, almost falling like a dog.
"Didn't you hear that people don't want to go with you?" Zhou Jinyuan glanced sideways at the other party, and said in a very cold tone, "Sun Yaowen, you and I know what your plan is. But since you met me today, don't Sorry, I just want to take him away."
Sun Yaowen's face turned green and pale, but in the end he didn't dare to rob the Zhou family forcibly.
I had no choice but to watch the duck with its beak fly away like this.
Zhou Jinyuan just took the opportunity to get away, carried Yuan Shaoyang directly out of the clubhouse, and stuffed him into the back seat of the car, "Second Young Master Yuan, a good man will do his best, and I will send you home."
The driver was driving steadily in front, only to hear the dreamy panting sound from behind, and after a while, the boss said in a low voice, "Sit down, don't mess around!"
"Hot... so hot..." The flesh-pink fingers tugged at the clothes on his body indiscriminately, and the little devil became extremely aggrieved when he was pushed away, "Fuck... it's so uncomfortable..."
Zhou Jinyuan's gaze couldn't help but moved along with his fingers, falling on a large piece of rosy white skin on his chest, and the hotness in his body rushed upwards one by one.
He closed his eyes patiently and moved to the window.
As a result, within three seconds, the person beside him entangled himself like a snake again, and this time he gnawed on his lips directly.
Zhou Jinyuan was stunned.
Yuan Shaoyang gnawed at him indiscriminately, trying to absorb the thirst-quenching fluid from his mouth, and at the same time opened the hem of his shirt and got in, with hot palms against the skin that was not much better, groping vigorously.
There was a "boom" in his mind, and Mr. Zhou, who has always been praised for his gentlemanly demeanor, officially announced his departure rationally.
He hugged him onto his body, "Lao Li, go back to the house in Yanchao Lake."
Then it was a struggle to the death, the two stumbled back to the house, in the living room, in the bathroom, on the big bed in the bedroom...
The original second young master is usually a small firecracker at one point, but he is still a choking pepper in this matter.It was obviously a consensual matter, but while half drunk and half awake, he rolled from bed to under bed, stupefied with the sound of a life-and-death fight.
Fortunately, Zhou Jinyuan was a bit of a trainer, so he wouldn't be punched into his concussion while he was in his body.
"Remember the details, Yang Yang?" Zhou Jinyuan pointed at him a little obscenely, "Yang Yang, that is me, can cure your medicine and get out of your body."
Yuan Shaoyang's face turned red instantly, and he punched that hateful handsome face in anger, "Zhou Jinyuan! Don't fucking call me Yangyang!"
"Why can't you call it, Yangyang?" Zhou Jinyuan tilted his head, wrapped his small fist with a warm palm, "Didn't you like it very much before, Yangyang?"
***
The original second young master's arrogance and difficulty can be traced back to a long time ago. When he was in high school, he was a well-known little devil in the world.
With a superior appearance and the glory of the group's second-generation heir, plus the fact that the original second young master is a bit of a mess, he never plays bullying. He is very popular in school and has many followers. He even has the title of school grass, which can be described as a real man of the hour.
Until Zhou Jinyuan also transferred to Ningyuan International, in the new forum selection contest, he defeated the original Shaoyang by one vote and became the new school grassroots.
This pissed off the little devil, and while he was sulking angrily, he wanted to see what the man who defeated him looked like.
But one of them is in class [-] and the other is in class [-], with two buildings between them, and even the flag-raising ceremony is ten classes away, so it is difficult to find a chance to meet someone quietly, and the little devil Can't bear the shame to take the initiative to find someone else.
So for the entire semester of the second year of high school, Yuan Shaoyang was forced to hear countless times about the various deeds of the newly promoted school girl, such as being blocked by girls in the men's bathroom to confess his love, but he never faced it head-on.
But as the saying goes, if you plant flowers deliberately, the flowers will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will make shade.After an unremarkable day in the second semester of high school, Yuan Shaoyang patted a basketball and came to the playground, and found that the brothers from Class [-] were arguing with a group of people opposite.
"What are you doing?" He was lazily holding a lollipop in his mouth, and the basketball hit the ground repeatedly. "You play basketball with your mouth?"
As soon as he heard his voice, the people in Class [-] automatically divided into two rows, and someone shouted: "Second Young Master Yuan! Obviously we came first, and Class [-] insisted on giving up the space!"
"Fuck? Open your eyes and talk nonsense, buddy? It's obvious that we occupied the venue first, and the brothers just went to change their shoes, and you're already occupying the magpie's nest?" The thirteenth class shouted back not to be outdone.
However, Yuan Shaoyang got excited when he heard "Class Thirteen", his peach eyes turned like radar, and he scanned the crowd opposite.
"Okay, I won't fight today, let me treat everyone to dinner." A clear and gentle voice came from behind the crowd, and then the class [-] also stepped aside.
Yuan Shaoyang was caught off guard by a pair of obsidian eyes.
The boy was dressed in a clean white sportswear, his jet-black hair was slightly messy, and his handsome facial features showed their sharpness, but were dispelled by the corners of his smiling lips.However, the advantage of height made him unconsciously look down on people when he looked at them.
Yuan Shaoyang was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly he crushed the lollipop with his sharp teeth, chewing it crunchy.
The strange silence lasted for a while, and he spat out the stick of the lollipop, "Fuck, if you have the guts, the game will be decided."
Class [-] was planning to go down the steps given by Zhou Jinyuan, but when they heard this, they immediately rolled up their sleeves, "Fuck! Whoever loses is the grandson!"
Adolescent boys are always so energetic and have nowhere to vent, always ready to have a big fight.
An inexplicable ball game started like this.
The number of people in the two classes is about the same, and Yuan Shaoyang plays small forward.
His original intention of playing this game was to hold back his strength to compete with the person who stole his school's name, so he didn't have any rules in the fight, and he was focused on scoring goals, but in the end, he accidentally hit and bumped the score higher.
And Zhou Jinyuan is a defender, who handles the ball and scores with ease.But if you pay a little attention, you can find that he is not playing this game very seriously, as if he deliberately let the water go, or he is just simply careless.
The original second young master suddenly felt that he had been insulted, so he became ruthless, and led the third class to widen the gap all the way.
The class thirteenth class is in a hurry now, it's about whose grandson is who, but their boss is still looking carefree!
At the same time, Yuan Shaoyang scored faster and faster. As long as the basketball is in his hands, no matter how tricky the angle is, he can accurately hit the basket. This basketball game has almost become his personal show.
Seeing that the game was about to be lost, the people in class [-] also became impatient. A tall man rushed towards the basket with the ball, but was intercepted by Yuan Shaoyang again.
He firmly controlled the ball, turned around lightly, avoided the opponent's block all the way, and ran to the rebound.
Just when he was about to end the game with a perfect jump shot, the tall man who was intercepted just now rushed over and tried to grab the basketball back, but unexpectedly, he was too strong and directly knocked Yuan Shaoyang to the ground.
"Fuck!" The third class exploded in an instant, "Wori, you are a fairy! A bunch of grandchildren can't afford it, can they!"
People from both camps pushed and shoved cursingly, and the flames of war were on the verge of breaking out.
So no one thought that Yuan Shaoyang was still sitting on the ground, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath.
In the chaos, a slender jade-like hand appeared in front of his eyes, "Are you okay? Where did you hurt?"
Yuan Shaoyang couldn't help raising his eyelashes, under the crimson glow of the sky, the boy's brows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dreamy tenderness, and he was bending over and staring at him intently.
The ears became hot for no reason, Yuan Shaoyang replied fiercely: "None of your business!"
"Heh." Zhou Jinyuan smiled softly, grabbed his hand directly, and held his shoulder with the other hand, and helped the little devil to his feet gently yet firmly.
"Hiss..." As soon as he stood up, there was a heart-rending pain from his feet. Yuan Shaoyang grinned and lowered his head, "Isn't Master's feet broken?"
"No." Zhou Jinyuan patted him on the back reassuringly, "Can I go? I'll carry you to the medical room?"
His fair skin blushed again, and Yuan Shaoyang cursed, "Get lost!"
"Maybe...you want me to hug you?" Zhou Jinyuan thought about it seriously, and actually hugged him horizontally.
The original Shaoyang was instantly petrified.
He, a boy who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, was hugged by such a princess so easily?
"Damn it! Take a look!" Someone in the scuffle was the first to notice the strangeness between the two of them.
The two groups of people who were beating wildly stopped immediately, their pupils trembled, and their mouths were opened so wide that they could stuff eggs.
Zhou Jinyuan smiled slightly: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other. Why don't you all have a meal together tonight, and I will pay for the audience."
The others looked at each other in blank dismay, what a fart!The bosses are all hugged together!
The author has something to say: real bed fights hehehe~ (manual dog head)
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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 2 rich brothers who pushed the pit and planted grass; 1 for Yu Zian;
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yunxiu and Xiaoxiao; 3 bottles of vionysus; 1 bottle of Chenxing in the sky;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
He groaned in pain, his whole body ached like he had been run over by a wheel, especially an unspeakable part of his body—wait a minute!
A muscular arm was slung across the hideous green and red chest, and he looked slowly along the source of the arm, and a handsome sleeping face came into view.
In the blink of an eye, fragmented chaotic scenes poured into his brain one after another, and Yuan Shaoyang cursed with a headache, "I! Fuck!"
He raised his sour hand and shook the arm on his chest away forcefully, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, "Zhou Jinyuan! What the hell did you do to me!"
The thick black eyelashes moved, and Zhou Jinyuan finally opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the angry little face, "Are you awake?"
"I'm fucking asking you what did you do to me!" Yuan Shaoyang raised his foot and was about to kick him, but halfway through kicking, he grinned his teeth in pain.
The warm palm firmly held the straight and slender calf, Zhou Jinyuan's eyebrows were curved, and his beautiful thin lips spat out nasty words: "Isn't it obvious, Yuan Er Shao? I fucked you."
Yuan Shaoyang's eyes widened in disbelief as if someone had pressed the pause button.
The man completely pulled away the tender legs with the gesture of his hands, turned over and pressed them heavily, "Can't you remember? Do you want me to help you recall memories, huh?"
Last night, Zhou Jinyuan had a routine dinner party at an entertainment club.After drinking for three rounds, an inexplicable hot feeling suddenly surged in his body, and it quickly gathered towards a certain part.
He said badly to himself, these people probably put something in the wine for fun.
He pushed away the goblins who came up to him, and walked out steadily.
As a result, as soon as he went out, he recklessly ran into a person in his arms.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the second young master Yuan.
"Yuan Er Shao is throwing himself into his arms?" He stared at the blushing little face, and couldn't help but tease him.
A young man who is usually as fierce as a little devil, with water in his drunken peach eyes, seems not to understand what he is talking about, and only knows to hug him and rub his hands.
Zhou Jinyuan was immediately enraged, and just as he was about to pull him away, Sun Yaowen chased after him impatiently, "I'm sorry, Boss Zhou, Yuan Er Shao drank too much, I'll take him away!"
The little demon king in his arms was panting and clinging to him tightly, "Don't, don't go..."
Zhou Jinyuan frowned, this Sun Yaowen is notoriously lustful, he eats both men and women, he is so bold, it is possible that he is really so bold...
Thinking of this, his face turned cold, he wrapped his arms around the person in his arms, turned around and walked towards the exit.
"Boss Zhou, keep him here!" Sun Yaowen stepped forward hurriedly, reaching out to grab his shoulder, but his arm was twisted backhand and sent out violently, almost falling like a dog.
"Didn't you hear that people don't want to go with you?" Zhou Jinyuan glanced sideways at the other party, and said in a very cold tone, "Sun Yaowen, you and I know what your plan is. But since you met me today, don't Sorry, I just want to take him away."
Sun Yaowen's face turned green and pale, but in the end he didn't dare to rob the Zhou family forcibly.
I had no choice but to watch the duck with its beak fly away like this.
Zhou Jinyuan just took the opportunity to get away, carried Yuan Shaoyang directly out of the clubhouse, and stuffed him into the back seat of the car, "Second Young Master Yuan, a good man will do his best, and I will send you home."
The driver was driving steadily in front, only to hear the dreamy panting sound from behind, and after a while, the boss said in a low voice, "Sit down, don't mess around!"
"Hot... so hot..." The flesh-pink fingers tugged at the clothes on his body indiscriminately, and the little devil became extremely aggrieved when he was pushed away, "Fuck... it's so uncomfortable..."
Zhou Jinyuan's gaze couldn't help but moved along with his fingers, falling on a large piece of rosy white skin on his chest, and the hotness in his body rushed upwards one by one.
He closed his eyes patiently and moved to the window.
As a result, within three seconds, the person beside him entangled himself like a snake again, and this time he gnawed on his lips directly.
Zhou Jinyuan was stunned.
Yuan Shaoyang gnawed at him indiscriminately, trying to absorb the thirst-quenching fluid from his mouth, and at the same time opened the hem of his shirt and got in, with hot palms against the skin that was not much better, groping vigorously.
There was a "boom" in his mind, and Mr. Zhou, who has always been praised for his gentlemanly demeanor, officially announced his departure rationally.
He hugged him onto his body, "Lao Li, go back to the house in Yanchao Lake."
Then it was a struggle to the death, the two stumbled back to the house, in the living room, in the bathroom, on the big bed in the bedroom...
The original second young master is usually a small firecracker at one point, but he is still a choking pepper in this matter.It was obviously a consensual matter, but while half drunk and half awake, he rolled from bed to under bed, stupefied with the sound of a life-and-death fight.
Fortunately, Zhou Jinyuan was a bit of a trainer, so he wouldn't be punched into his concussion while he was in his body.
"Remember the details, Yang Yang?" Zhou Jinyuan pointed at him a little obscenely, "Yang Yang, that is me, can cure your medicine and get out of your body."
Yuan Shaoyang's face turned red instantly, and he punched that hateful handsome face in anger, "Zhou Jinyuan! Don't fucking call me Yangyang!"
"Why can't you call it, Yangyang?" Zhou Jinyuan tilted his head, wrapped his small fist with a warm palm, "Didn't you like it very much before, Yangyang?"
***
The original second young master's arrogance and difficulty can be traced back to a long time ago. When he was in high school, he was a well-known little devil in the world.
With a superior appearance and the glory of the group's second-generation heir, plus the fact that the original second young master is a bit of a mess, he never plays bullying. He is very popular in school and has many followers. He even has the title of school grass, which can be described as a real man of the hour.
Until Zhou Jinyuan also transferred to Ningyuan International, in the new forum selection contest, he defeated the original Shaoyang by one vote and became the new school grassroots.
This pissed off the little devil, and while he was sulking angrily, he wanted to see what the man who defeated him looked like.
But one of them is in class [-] and the other is in class [-], with two buildings between them, and even the flag-raising ceremony is ten classes away, so it is difficult to find a chance to meet someone quietly, and the little devil Can't bear the shame to take the initiative to find someone else.
So for the entire semester of the second year of high school, Yuan Shaoyang was forced to hear countless times about the various deeds of the newly promoted school girl, such as being blocked by girls in the men's bathroom to confess his love, but he never faced it head-on.
But as the saying goes, if you plant flowers deliberately, the flowers will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will make shade.After an unremarkable day in the second semester of high school, Yuan Shaoyang patted a basketball and came to the playground, and found that the brothers from Class [-] were arguing with a group of people opposite.
"What are you doing?" He was lazily holding a lollipop in his mouth, and the basketball hit the ground repeatedly. "You play basketball with your mouth?"
As soon as he heard his voice, the people in Class [-] automatically divided into two rows, and someone shouted: "Second Young Master Yuan! Obviously we came first, and Class [-] insisted on giving up the space!"
"Fuck? Open your eyes and talk nonsense, buddy? It's obvious that we occupied the venue first, and the brothers just went to change their shoes, and you're already occupying the magpie's nest?" The thirteenth class shouted back not to be outdone.
However, Yuan Shaoyang got excited when he heard "Class Thirteen", his peach eyes turned like radar, and he scanned the crowd opposite.
"Okay, I won't fight today, let me treat everyone to dinner." A clear and gentle voice came from behind the crowd, and then the class [-] also stepped aside.
Yuan Shaoyang was caught off guard by a pair of obsidian eyes.
The boy was dressed in a clean white sportswear, his jet-black hair was slightly messy, and his handsome facial features showed their sharpness, but were dispelled by the corners of his smiling lips.However, the advantage of height made him unconsciously look down on people when he looked at them.
Yuan Shaoyang was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly he crushed the lollipop with his sharp teeth, chewing it crunchy.
The strange silence lasted for a while, and he spat out the stick of the lollipop, "Fuck, if you have the guts, the game will be decided."
Class [-] was planning to go down the steps given by Zhou Jinyuan, but when they heard this, they immediately rolled up their sleeves, "Fuck! Whoever loses is the grandson!"
Adolescent boys are always so energetic and have nowhere to vent, always ready to have a big fight.
An inexplicable ball game started like this.
The number of people in the two classes is about the same, and Yuan Shaoyang plays small forward.
His original intention of playing this game was to hold back his strength to compete with the person who stole his school's name, so he didn't have any rules in the fight, and he was focused on scoring goals, but in the end, he accidentally hit and bumped the score higher.
And Zhou Jinyuan is a defender, who handles the ball and scores with ease.But if you pay a little attention, you can find that he is not playing this game very seriously, as if he deliberately let the water go, or he is just simply careless.
The original second young master suddenly felt that he had been insulted, so he became ruthless, and led the third class to widen the gap all the way.
The class thirteenth class is in a hurry now, it's about whose grandson is who, but their boss is still looking carefree!
At the same time, Yuan Shaoyang scored faster and faster. As long as the basketball is in his hands, no matter how tricky the angle is, he can accurately hit the basket. This basketball game has almost become his personal show.
Seeing that the game was about to be lost, the people in class [-] also became impatient. A tall man rushed towards the basket with the ball, but was intercepted by Yuan Shaoyang again.
He firmly controlled the ball, turned around lightly, avoided the opponent's block all the way, and ran to the rebound.
Just when he was about to end the game with a perfect jump shot, the tall man who was intercepted just now rushed over and tried to grab the basketball back, but unexpectedly, he was too strong and directly knocked Yuan Shaoyang to the ground.
"Fuck!" The third class exploded in an instant, "Wori, you are a fairy! A bunch of grandchildren can't afford it, can they!"
People from both camps pushed and shoved cursingly, and the flames of war were on the verge of breaking out.
So no one thought that Yuan Shaoyang was still sitting on the ground, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath.
In the chaos, a slender jade-like hand appeared in front of his eyes, "Are you okay? Where did you hurt?"
Yuan Shaoyang couldn't help raising his eyelashes, under the crimson glow of the sky, the boy's brows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dreamy tenderness, and he was bending over and staring at him intently.
The ears became hot for no reason, Yuan Shaoyang replied fiercely: "None of your business!"
"Heh." Zhou Jinyuan smiled softly, grabbed his hand directly, and held his shoulder with the other hand, and helped the little devil to his feet gently yet firmly.
"Hiss..." As soon as he stood up, there was a heart-rending pain from his feet. Yuan Shaoyang grinned and lowered his head, "Isn't Master's feet broken?"
"No." Zhou Jinyuan patted him on the back reassuringly, "Can I go? I'll carry you to the medical room?"
His fair skin blushed again, and Yuan Shaoyang cursed, "Get lost!"
"Maybe...you want me to hug you?" Zhou Jinyuan thought about it seriously, and actually hugged him horizontally.
The original Shaoyang was instantly petrified.
He, a boy who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, was hugged by such a princess so easily?
"Damn it! Take a look!" Someone in the scuffle was the first to notice the strangeness between the two of them.
The two groups of people who were beating wildly stopped immediately, their pupils trembled, and their mouths were opened so wide that they could stuff eggs.
Zhou Jinyuan smiled slightly: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other. Why don't you all have a meal together tonight, and I will pay for the audience."
The others looked at each other in blank dismay, what a fart!The bosses are all hugged together!
The author has something to say: real bed fights hehehe~ (manual dog head)
-----------------
Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 2 rich brothers who pushed the pit and planted grass; 1 for Yu Zian;
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yunxiu and Xiaoxiao; 3 bottles of vionysus; 1 bottle of Chenxing in the sky;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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