Being recovered, the loss can be described as heavy.

Even though Su Yang tried his best to say that she was familiar with the matter and knew nothing about it, and some fans were defending him, he still couldn't just live with the changes and accusations of the vast majority of people, after all, the dead are the most important.

Now, even if Su Yang exposes Young Master Du's abuse of the backstage, it is not one ten thousandth of the crime of planning him to kill someone. Looking at the enlarged photo of himself on the screen, Wang Ziji turned off the computer, Turning around to look at Jin Yaoze who was sitting on the bed with a cold face, he picked up a dragon fruit and threw it on his shoulder:

"What are you thinking? Don't think about it, let's eat a fruit first?"

Jin Yaoze took the dragon fruit, put it in his hand and spun it to look at it, slowly spun it, but still didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Wang Ziji got up and stretched his muscles and bones: "I've been busy these few days, so I haven't eaten anything properly."

He shook Jin Yaoze's shoulder: "Where does your family find food? This young master is going to faint from hunger, why doesn't auntie come to cook?"

"Don't look for it." Jin Yaoze finally spoke without looking at him: "The matter is so big, the scouts have been watching me very closely these two days, and I can't just let my aunt in. There are ingredients in the refrigerator. I'll make you something to eat."

"Let me do it." Wang Ziji smiled: "How dare you cook for me, I don't want to look worthless."

Besides, after finishing talking, I rolled up my sleeves and went to work in the kitchen.

Speaking of cooking, the two elder and young masters who have been pampered since childhood are not very good at it.

Wang Ziji took out the vegetables and pigeon breast from the freezer, and suddenly found that there were several boxes of Korean spring water cold noodles in the inner layer of the freezer.

When they were filming before, their schedule was full, and they often got up early to rush to leave after a night of lingering in the villa, so they basically prepared this cold noodle, which tastes good and is convenient.

It's just that I didn't expect Jin Yaoze to be tired of eating...

Roasted the pigeon breast and threw the cold noodles into the boiling water pot. Footsteps came from behind Wang Ziji. Jin Yaoze walked over, took out a few bottles of wine from the ice cellar, opened a bottle while walking, and went around The living room went.

After Wang Ziji put the pigeon breasts on a plate and sprinkled the seasonings, he fished out the small noodles and carried them to the living room. There were three or two empty bottles on the dining table, and Jin Yaoze's habit of drinking more and more.

Come on and drink, it's better to drink until you die of alcohol poisoning!Wang Ziji clamored in his heart, put the dishes on the table, and reminded him "kindly":

"Eat something, if you want to be a drunk, you have to eat enough, right?"

Smelling the aroma, he finally raised his hand, grabbed the wine glass in front of the wine bottle and served it to Prince Ji Man.

"Have a drink with my brother."

Wang Ziji snorted helplessly and could only clink glasses with him.

"Nansheng..."

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sudden cry, Wang Ziji almost thought it was a hallucination.

What's going on?Could he recognize me...he's already hidden enough.

Raising his head, Jin Yaoze was still pouring a glass of wine, and didn't pay much attention to him. It should have been pure gibberish just now.His natural aristocratic temperament made him obviously drunk, and his gestures would still not make people feel uncomfortable. Only the light red bloodshot eyes represented his hysterical mood.

"You still have the face to call him, why don't you die with him?"

Now that he knew he was drunk, Wang Ziji simply cursed him wantonly, and then remembered the doctor's advice to Young Master Jin not to drink while the wound was healing, so he had to get up to grab his glass:

"Get out, if you miss him, you die with him, what are you talking about in front of me!"

"Nansheng, can you come back..."

The man was still talking to himself and shouted his name in a deep voice, one after another, feeling that someone was coming to help him, his dark eyes raised to reveal a scarlet slit, and when he saw the haunted face, he immediately stretched out his hand. He hugged him tightly, and pressed his fingers hard into his lean back muscles, no matter who the person in front of him was, he murmured without any scruples:

"...Why are you so stubborn? You clearly know that Susie and I are only for those on the table, and the only one I love is you..."

Hearing this, Wang Ziji frowned, but showed no mercy at all. He reached out and grabbed the wine glass on one side and poured the red wine on top of his head. Watching the dark red liquid flow down his handsome face, he spoke harshly:

"Du Nansheng is dead, sober up, young master! You betrayed him, and he won't even glance at you in his next life with a dog!"

"Really?" Hearing this, Jin Yaoze smiled, the corners of his eyes were wet with the smell of alcohol: "I really deserve it..."

"Yes, you deserve it!"

Halfway through the talk, he realized that his throat was tight and flustered, and he helped Jin Yaoze to the bedroom. He had only one thought in his mind - to walk away quickly, look back at the cold food on the dining table, and sneered in his heart, wondering if Jin Yaoze found out This is the last lunch I cook for him, don't you think it's a pity.

"You are dead! If you dare to call me by my name again, you will be stunned!"

Throwing the dead drunk man on the bed, Wang Ziji put down his harsh words and was about to get up, when Jin Yaoze behind him suddenly opened his eyes, and hugged him aggressively from behind.

As soon as Venus appeared in front of his eyes, Wang Ziji felt dizzy being pressed on the bed, his body sank into the mattress, and when he woke up again, the man was already pressing on him, and the smell of alcohol mixed with male hormones filled the surroundings:

"You want to run after scolding me? Did I give you face?" Jin Yaoze's eyes were stained with evil, and he sneered like a bloodthirsty demon king, catching the prey he was thinking about day and night.

The drunk person was very heavy, Wang Ziji couldn't get up even if he tried to struggle, he could only watch his shirt being torn apart and turned into a murder weapon to shackle him, he could only curse endlessly: "I'm so fucking! What do you want?! You give this young master a quick death?"

Seeing Jin Yaoze twisting the broken clothes into long strips and tying his hands to the bed rails, he realized that things were not refuted. He had encountered this kind of situation before, and it was once he disappeared while playing with Jin , that sour...

031. Don't Blame Me For Making You Regret

"Jin Yaoze." Although facing a drunk man who is not sure whether he is conscious or not, Wang Ziji still calmly warned him: "I advise you to let me go now, I feel very disgusted by your behavior now, otherwise don't blame me for doing it. Things you regret."

That's right, he accepted the identity of this "stand-in" at the beginning just to use Jin Yaoze to get a stepping stone in the entertainment circle, so that he could take revenge in the future. Now that Su Xi has been exposed, he had already planned to distance himself from Jin Yaoze and stop dealing with this person. Entanglement, anyway, he no longer has any feelings.

But if Jin Yaoze wants to force him to keep him, then don't blame him for doing more cruel things.

As if he couldn't hear his threats at all, Jin Yaoze only cared about his own movements, and fixed his eyes on him.

"You really...don't regret..."

He began to call Du Nansheng's name continuously, until finally, the obsessive voice disappeared, Jin Yaoze was silent, or Wang Ziji lost his hearing at all and passed out.

……

I felt like I was in muddy water and couldn't struggle, I could only get stuck in the mud and almost suffocated. When Wang Ziji woke up, he only felt the long-lost dull pain exploding all over his body.

The quilt was covered in his lower abdomen, but it was still difficult to cover up the traces of shame on his body. He and Jin Yaoze had a hearty love affair. He was never shy but proactive and enthusiastic. He never thought that he would use the adjective "shame" to come. Describe the clear brand on the body.

Now it seems that there is nothing more ironic than this.He who was crushed under him last night did not give any return to Jin Yaoze, who had invested too much, but was always planning how to do bad things that made the other party regret it.

He suddenly had an idea, since Jin Yaoze has never recognized him, and still misses him so much when he is "dead", he wants Jin Yaoze to fall in love with him again, that is, fall in love with him as Prince Ji, and make him fall into betrayal Wang Ziji and shamed Du Nansheng's infinite contradictions and pain.

Jin Yaoze had already got up, and the clear sound of water flowing from the bathroom made Wang Ziji angry and shouted impatiently: "I'll go! You washed it yourself first, why don't you wash it for me first?"

After shouting for a while, Jin Yaoze came out wrapped in a bath towel, probably because the pain after sobering up made him look bad, so he threw a wet towel on his body and asked him to use it to wipe his body.

Jin Yaoze was already fully awake, and he probably realized that the person who had sex with him yesterday was not his sweetheart at all, and he was so ecstasy and selfless, so he felt very contradictory and uncomfortable.

Wang Ziji saw him sitting shirtless on the wooden floor next to his bed. This posture was about to turn into a statue. Just as he was about to move, his arms were so sore, he couldn't help shouting on purpose:

"I said young master, last night was my first time anyway, I gave you all my morals, even if you want to miss your old lover again, why don't you take care of me?"

"It's your first time?" Jin Yaoze was stunned for a moment. He thought it would not be very clean to enter the entertainment industry. Just to be a companion, because I missed Nansheng so much last night, that's why I fell in love with such a similar face.

Jin Dashao still had a conscience, and he had already got up and approached carefully, lifted the quilt and covered him with his hands, and took a closer look.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Ziji glared at him, trying to cover himself tightly with the quilt, but the quilt dragged his arm and pulled it out.

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