Obsessed with Qin

Zheng Hao only felt a chill in his chest from the smoky beacon-like aura, and somehow felt a sense of disobedience for being stared at by a beast.

Zheng Hao smiled awkwardly, and was about to speak, but Qin Zhao spoke first, pointing to Zheng Hao's coat and asking, "What brand is it?"

Zheng Hao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "Jack Jones."

Qin Zhao nodded, and a warm smile suddenly appeared on his lips, soft and very good-looking: "I said it looks so familiar, my brother likes this brand very much, he has a good figure, and looks good in everything he wears. "

Zheng Hao has seen someone who doesn't play cards according to the routine, but he has never seen such a ruthless one, so he can only follow Qin Zhao's words and flatter him: "Young master is really good-looking. Mr. Qin, the big brother, will be overshadowed."

The smile on Qin Zhao's lips was as illusory as ripples on the water, and it dissipated in the blink of an eye. He slightly closed his eyes and let out a smoke ring. The blue smoke accentuated the contours of his facial features, making him look even more terrifying.The palms of his hands were full of blood foam, sticky and greasy, Qin Zhao shook his hands and said, "Okay, since I look familiar, you can give it to me directly, and let Zhou Tan buy you a better one later. "

Zheng Hao's heart was like rolling over a group of colorful mud horses. He didn't know where to start complaining. He quickly took off his coat and handed it to Qin Zhao, saying politely: "No matter how many people want to give you something, they can't find it. When it comes to the door, I'm still climbing high!"

"The mouth is quite sweet, like the person brought out by Zhou Tan!" Qin Zhao took the coat handed over by Zheng Hao, rolled it up like a rag, and wiped all the blood scum in his heart.Zheng Hao only felt that the team of grass-mud horses running past his heart seemed to grow a bit stronger, which gave him a faint urge to scold the country.

After Qin Zhao finished wiping his hands, he threw the clothes by his feet without blinking an eye, then raised his right foot to step on it and rubbed it vigorously.

Zheng Hao saw it, rubbed his molars silently, and thought, after wiping your hands and shoes, why don't you take off your underwear and rub your dick!

After rubbing his right foot against his left foot, when Qin Zhao cleaned up the messy blood on his body, the cigarette in his mouth just burned to the end as if a timer had been set. Hao resignedly took out his cigarette and lighter and lit it for him.

Zheng Hao was probably really angry. He pressed the lighter four or five times before the flame came out. Qin Zhao leaned over to light the cigarette, and just as Zheng Hao was about to withdraw his hand, he snatched the lighter from his hand. Throw it into the house.

Zheng Hao only heard the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, and then a clump of flames sprang up. He was stunned for three seconds before he remembered that there were still five big living people tied up inside, and subconsciously wanted to rush in , Qin Zhao pressed his shoulders and slammed him against the wall.

The subordinates who gathered on the roof of the Santana car to drink jumped down one after another. One of them scolded his mother and reached out to pull Qin Zhao's back collar. Zheng Hao had no time to stop him. After a cold, I stretched out my hand to touch it, and touched the blood stains on my hand.

The man realized belatedly that Qin Zhao's knife was aimed at the artery!

This man is crazy!

Zheng Hao closed his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and said to his opponent, "Don't move anyone!"

Thick smoke poured out from the newspaper-covered window, with a pungent burnt smell. Qin Zhao flicked the blood drop from the Swiss Army Knife, inserted it back into his waist, and looked into Zheng Hao's eyes He said: "Do you smell it? The smell of charcoal roasting human flesh! This time Zhou Tan is willing to help me, I am very grateful, what is he thinking, God knows, he knows and I know. You go back and tell Zhou Tan, Qin Zhao has never been a mermaid, if others respect me, I will pay him ten feet back, and vice versa, the five of them are examples!"

Qin Zhao let go of Zheng Hao, turned around and looked at the subordinates who surrounded him, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were sharp as if they were real.Those people stared at Qin Zhao for a while, and then slowly dispersed to the sides, leaving Qin Zhao a way out.

Qin Zhao moved his neck and shoulders in satisfaction, and walked a few steps forward along the path that everyone gave way to, then turned around and said to Zheng Hao as if he remembered something, "I only charcoal roasted the main criminal, and the four accomplices are beside me. They are tied up! Although the fire can’t burn them, they are probably scared out of their wits, so send them to rescue them now, and they should still save their lives!”

Zheng Hao didn't know what expression to use to face Qin Zhao, he closed his eyes and shook his head at his opponent: "Go in and drag those bastards out to see if the charcoal-baked one is still alive, If you are alive, you can make a knife, if you are not, you can bury it on the ground!"

Afterwards, when Zheng Hao reported the whole process to Zhou Tan, the latter had a completely expected calm expression, and even smiled and asked Zheng Hao, "Do you think Qin Zhao is scary? Are you afraid of him?"

Zheng Hao hung his head in silence for a while, then nodded reluctantly, and only said one word: "I'm afraid."

He is a guy who really doesn't play by routine. In his eyes, the rules and bottom line of the world are useless. He has half an eye for an angel and half an eye for a devil. He thinks about hell and the world. He has his own principles and laws in his heart.He can be kind or vicious, he can smile softly, and he can take the lives of the same kind quietly. He wraps himself in an ordinary shell, and under the mask is a bloody background.

The smile on Zhou Tan's lips deepened. He handed Zheng Hao a glass of vodka to shock him. He patted Zheng Hao's shoulder and said, "He's scary because he's bloody, and what I like the most right now is just It's the blood in him!"

After leaving the abandoned repair shop, Qin Zhao was not in a hurry to go back to the hospital. He found a random sauna club and rubbed himself from head to toe.He dared to return to Qin Jin's side only after washing away the bloody and harsh smell. He didn't want his little boy to see his other self, that cruel, vicious, perverted, ghost-like Qin Zhao, That was another face that even he himself was unwilling to face.

When Qin Zhao walked into the ward, Qin Jin woke up and was being fed by the nurse. Both of his paws were injured, and he had to be fed by others to drink. He was no different from a second-class disabled.

The food in the hospital has always been inhumane, Mr. Qin wrinkled his nose while eating, like a kitten, Qin Zhao couldn't help but think about it, the hostility in his eyes disappeared the moment he saw Qin Jin.Perhaps the most amazing thing about love is that it can return all evil to good.

Qin Zhao took the spoon from the nurse's hand and said, "I'll do it, please."

The nurse turned and went out, only the two brothers were left in the ward, the quiet air diffused, and even the heartbeat softened a bit.Qin Jin raised his head and said to Qin Zhao: "Brother, come closer, I will tell you a secret about the nurse!"

Qin Zhao smiled, bent down obediently and approached Qin Jin, and said, "Are you a mobile gossip recycling bin? You can find leftovers wherever you go, you..."

Before Qin Zhao could say anything, Qin Jin's lips pressed against each other, kissing softly, with the tip of his tongue gently touching the tip of his tongue. Qin Xiaojin always started like a tiger and then like a sheep. Slightly opening the distance between the two, he breathed unsteadily and said: "The food in the hospital cafeteria is really terrible. If I don't try to add some condiments to myself, life will be impossible!"

Qin Zhao was a little helpless: "Do you use your brother's mouth as a seasoning box?"

Qin Jin smiled with his eyes bent, pressed Qin Zhao's lips again, and said vaguely: "It's not a seasoning box, it's a candy jar filled with chocolate! Hmm...very sweet..."

(84)

The environment of Qin Jin's ward is quite good, with air conditioner, TV, separate bathroom and two small sofas, which are prepared for visiting guests.Qin Xiaojin ate and drank happily and lay dead. He briefly recalled the past few months when he and Qin Zhao had been very intimately mixed together, and found that he did not do shameless things a few times, but went to the hospital several times.If the medical insurance card has an annual VIP, it is estimated that he must be a gold diamond member, and the points can be exchanged for small gifts.

No matter how blunt his mouth is, Qin Xiaojin is a patient after all. It is the most basic common sense to eat a light diet, go to bed early and get up early. No matter how much Qin Zhao pampers him, he can't let his temper go at this time.As soon as the hour hand pointed to eight o'clock, Qin Zhao turned off the TV and the main light, squeezed Qin Jin's chin to let him close his eyes and go to sleep, even if he couldn't sleep, he had to count sheep with his eyes closed.

Qin Jin looked pitifully at Qin Zhao who was sitting on the accompanying bed, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I want to share a bed with you..."

Qin Zhao turned around to take off his coat, did not make any eye contact with him at all, and blocked all Qin Jin brand language offensives by the way—just kidding, a hospital bed is three feet wide, and two 1.8-meter-old men lie on it, Chest on top of chest, flesh against flesh, and still use a gun to go off?It's a spontaneous combustion!

No matter how clean the hospital is, it is still a public place. Qin Zhao has no spare clothes, so he can only lie down in a shirt and trousers, pull the quilt over his head together, and make Qin Xiaojin sleep quickly.Qin Zhao's refusal was too straightforward, causing Qin Er Shao to suffer a devastating blow both emotionally and to his face. His head was so hot that he wanted to win or lose, so he threw Qin Zhao's body under the quilt that was completely covered by him. , and jumped onto the ground with bare feet.

Qin Jin's mind was getting hot, and he forgot that he was still a sick patient. Both his ankles were injured. The moment he landed on the ground, he let out an "ouch" in pain, tilted his body, and ran his head towards the iron frame of the accompanying bed. Just hit it.

Qin Zhao knew what kind of virtue his younger brother was, so he was afraid that he would not