Doggy players have no desire to survive

The next morning, Zhou Zheng fulfilled his promise.

Zhou Zheng turned on his mobile phone that had been turned off overnight, hugged the person in his arms, ignored a bunch of messages, opened Weibo, clicked a few times, took a photo to make a picture, and then sent it.

The movement of him taking pictures startled Shen Yao, Shen Yao turned his head to the side, muttered impatiently, buried his head in Zhou Zheng's neck, and there were a few light red marks on his shoulders exposed outside the quilt, like A few plum blossom petals falling on the fresh snow happened to be captured by Zhou Zheng.

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I know that someone must ask me to be a fan after this Weibo is posted, so I will reply to "Three Conditions Needed to Be Sleeped by Dad" in advance——

First, at least one championship.

Second, she looks better than me.

Third, you are Shen Yao.

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In the photo, Zhou Zheng's golden-brown hair is scattered on the bed sheet, one arm is around Shen Yao's shoulder, and the other hand is holding up the mobile phone to himself. The lines of the face are soft, and if you look closely, you can still find dry tears in the corners of the thin red eyes.

EG powder and EG black were fried together.

Zhou Fan and Zhou Hei stopped pinching each other.

The number of Shen Yao's fans has exploded.

And the CP fans who carnivaled and preached everywhere all night completely froze.

——Happiness comes too fast like a tornado, and it is impossible to escape without leaving the storm circle.

Manager Chen, who had just been lying down for an hour, was woken up by a phone call from the head of the public relations department. The minister begged her to check Weibo with a sobbing sound. Manager Chen suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Chen Meiyi opened Weibo with trembling hands, and her eyes turned black.

Then she jumped out of bed, screaming through the sky, howling louder than the heroine who found the body in "Detective Conan", and almost attracting the hotel's security personnel.

Before fainting, Chen Meiyi had only two thoughts——

The first one is: Zhou Zheng is quite trustworthy, and there is really no need for them to do public relations about the team's voice.

The second one is: Is this bastard trying to piss off my old lady? !

On the sofa in the small living room of the suite, Su Luoyan Xiyue sat in a row of fruit fruits, each with an apple, while browsing Weibo.

Su Luo: "Oh! Someone is already guessing the body position!"

Yan Xiyue: "Wow! Fans and people have been drawn! Awesome!"

Su Luo sighed and sighed: "God, this little pornographic article is so popular! I'll keep it as a respect! Shall we do it together, dear?"

Yan Xiyue covered his stomach and laughed and collapsed on the sofa: "Hey, there is another Aite who asked me to listen to the corner of the live broadcast next time. I didn't say it. The two of them ran to any corner to open a room. The world is so big. Where can I find it?"

Su Luo smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Contestant Brook, you have to believe that nothing is difficult in this world, as long as there is a heart."

Zhao Huachao who just walked in: "..."

Zhao Huachao bent his index finger and tapped the tablet computer in his hand. With a straight face, he asked sternly, "What are you doing? Don't know about the replay in the morning? Where's the manager?"

"Report to the coach." Su Luo raised her hand, "The manager fainted. I just helped her to the bed. She woke up half a minute ago, with an expression as if she was about to confess her last words. She drank two sips of water and fell asleep again."

"Having fainted? What's going on? Hypoglycemia or high blood pressure?" Zhao Huachao was taken aback, "Why didn't you call an ambulance?"

"Report to the coach." Yan Xiyue held up his mobile phone, "It's not hypoglycemia or high blood pressure, it's because the captain was angry."

After Zhao Huachao looked at the page Yan Xiyue was browsing, he was silent for a while, and said in the expectant eyes of the two: "When did Zhou Zheng come back? There is still an hour to resume."

Yan Xiyue: "..."

Su Luo: "..."

Convinced.

Your coach is still your coach.

Sure enough, you can't expect this person who is full of serious things to join the gossip army.

Zhao Huachao was uncomfortable being stared at by the condemning eyes of the two people. After thinking about it, he also felt that he was a little unreasonable, so he changed his mind and said: "Forget it, anyway, I will send a text message to Zhou Zheng and tell him to change the replay to Afternoon."

Su Luo suppressed the urge to tell the truth.

After sending out this text message, hundreds of millions of innocent little lives in the world will be destroyed by those two men.

She unfortunately guessed right.

Zhou Zheng received the text message from Coach Zhao, and after only one glance, he happily threw the phone aside, tilted his head close to Shen Yao, and his disheveled golden-brown hair was entangled with Shen Yao's slightly longer hair tail.

The ringing of the mobile phone woke up the sleeping Shen Yao, he opened his eyes in a daze, and it took him a long time to realize that Zhou Zheng was biting his lips.

"You... cough cough... you belong to a dog?" Shen Yao coughed twice, his voice was hoarse, his body was too tired and even his voice was weak.

"I belong to the dragon." Zhou Zheng let go of Shen Yao's lips, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that there are no two dragons..."

"Shut up!" Shen Yao interrupted him in time, he was a little anxious when he spoke, and coughed again, tears were coughed up, and he looked like he was angry.

Something seems to have gone wrong in the evolution process of Zhou Zheng, which made Shen Yao suspect that he has some kind of relationship with Teddy - because some very threatening objects are poking his legs, the sense of presence and temperature are incompatible ignore.

Shen Yao is also weird, he forgot to count how many times Zhou Zheng did it last night, why is he up again now?

It can only be said that this man is really talented.

Anyway, Shen Yao asked himself, and felt that if it were him, it would be impossible for him to react in the next two or three days, otherwise he would really die.

Zhou Zheng slowly patted him on the back, and said in a reproachful tone: "Look at you, I told you not to listen, did you have a sore throat today? I'll ask the hotel to cook you a pot of Chuanbei Sydney pear soup later. By the way, I have to let them run errands and buy some ointment..."

"Go away and I'll be fine!" Shen Yao couldn't bear to push Zhou Zheng's hand away, and struggled to get out of the bed, but his legs were weak, and he staggered on the carpet, almost falling headfirst. He was supported by Zhou Zheng in time.

"Last night, I yelled happily at a good brother, but today I don't recognize him because I put on my pants." Zhou Zheng supported Shen Yao from behind.

Shen Yao is thin and thin. It seems that due to malnutrition in his youth, he developed later than his peers. His body is still between teenagers and young adults. The imprint left by the madness on him can easily make people feel guilty, but they can't help it. Stay for more.

It was rare for Zhou Zheng to feel guilty, so he reached out and rubbed Shen Yao's waist, then pulled him onto the bed and asked him to lie down, "Lie down, I'll put hot water for you."

Shen Yao was stuffed under the quilt by Zhou Zheng, he turned over with great effort, lay on his side on the bed, and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

The bathroom in this hotel has a glass wall. Zhou Zheng turned his back to Shen Yao and stretched out his hand to test the water temperature. There was a window next to the bathtub, and the sunlight streamed in, giving his silhouette against the light a circle of gold.Shen Yao stared at his back in a daze, and traced Zhou Zheng's outline through the air with her thin white fingertips. It wasn't until Zhou Zheng turned around that Shen Yao remembered that they were both naked now.

——Yes, not even wearing underwear.

So much so that the second brain that swells up with the heart in a certain morning has a very visual impact.

Zhou Zheng's position caused his swollen head to face Shen Yao's face, and Shen Yao instinctively became alert, "Don't come over!"

"Okay, I won't go." Zhou Zheng raised his hands in surrender, "Then how do you plan to come over? Climb over?"

The two of them simultaneously thought of last night when Shen Yao struggled with his limbs and crawled towards the bed, and when he was about to escape from the clutches of the devil, Zhou Zheng grabbed his ankle and dragged him back.

Shen Yao's face turned blue and red alternately, and he tried to stand up with his arms propped up, "I can walk by myself, and it's not my legs that are/fucked."

Zhou Zheng shook his head, comforting himself with joy in bitterness: "Okay, it's every man's dream to have a wife who is pure and promiscuous under the bed, and I can be regarded as half of realizing the dream."

"I've only achieved half of it." Shen Yao sneered, with a dense layer of sweat oozing from his forehead, "You're a wave wherever you are."

Shen Yao's legs trembled a little, and he slowly stood up while supporting the edge of the bedside table. He was working hard, and Zhou Zheng looked at it too hard, so he simply stepped forward and hugged him horizontally, "Don't be brave, I will carry you over."

Shen Yao gritted his teeth: "If you have the ability, you can carry me back to review the game later."

Zhou Zheng smiled: "Okay, I'll walk back with you in my arms in the afternoon, and I will broadcast a live broadcast by the way, so that all fans will know that I slept with you."

He hasn't told Shen Yao about the Weibo in the morning, and Shen Yao doesn't usually have the habit of checking Weibo, and the lonely software is left in the corner of the phone, and he has suffered a lot of grievances.

Shen Yao sarcastically said: "I'm afraid that your kidneys will be weak and you will throw me halfway."

"It seems that you didn't experience enough of the power of Seven Kills last night." Zhou Zheng said with a half-smile, "My kidney is not weak, you know it best."

"You forgot to divide by two... Hey! You—"

Zhou Zheng's arm sank suddenly, and Shen Yao was afraid of falling, so he subconsciously wrapped his arms around Zhou Zheng's neck, but his hip vaguely touched something.Shen Yao's scalp was numb, and his arms hugged Zhou Zheng's neck even tighter, his voice was still a little hoarse, it sounded pitiful, "Don't mess around..."

Shen Yao's voice is so nice now, the more Zhou Yue listened to it, the more he wanted to bully him, "Don't mess around? This one is a bit difficult, after all, no one can escape the normal reaction of men in the morning..."

"... dead stallion!"

"My few seeds are enough to feed you alone. I can't be a stallion. I don't have that talent."

Looking at Shen Yao's barely maintained calmness, Zhou Zheng's mouth curled up, deciding to consider the long-term and firmly implement the sustainable development strategy, "It's okay, if you say something nice, I'll let you go."

Shen Yao's skin is very fair, and red is easy to show on his face. When Zhou Zheng asked him with such a half-threatening half-smile, he just opened his mouth and said "scroll".It's a pity that his voice is still a little hoarse, and his soft tone doesn't sound like a threat, but rather like a baby.

Zhou Zheng felt that he was being scolded even more inflated.

"Don't say? Then I can only trouble my boyfriend to check my kidneys in person." Zhou Zheng's arm sank even lower, and he himself was led to lower his head by Shen Yao's arm hooking his neck.

Shen Yao shivered, the scene of nearly fainting last night flashed before his eyes, and he quickly confessed and called "Brother".

After all, life is more important than face.

Gou Mingliu is like a shining star, hanging in the sky of history, never going out of date.

"Isn't it over if you are so obedient?" Zhou Zheng straightened his body in satisfaction, and carried Shen Yao to the bathroom, "I think you have to be fed before you can say something nice."

Shen Yao: "..."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Damn, bear it.

However, Zhou Zheng's mouth is mean, and every punctuation mark expresses the desire to be slapped.Angrily, Shen Yao turned his head and bit Zhou Zheng's collarbone. He was biting on the tooth marks left last night, and the marks that had not yet faded were deepened.

Zhou Zheng gasped, wiped the wet teeth marks, and closed his mouth wisely.

It's okay to be idle, but it's not so good if you overdo it.

After all, it was a little wolf cub in front of him. No matter how much a wolf cub looked like a milk dog, he was still a wolf, not a husky of Yan Xiyue's breed.

After the two rinsed off, they called room service. Zhou Zheng asked the waiter to set up a small table on the bed, and gave him a generous tip to ask him to go to the nearby pharmacy to buy some anti-inflammatory drugs.Shen Yao covered his head under the quilt the whole time, waited for the waiter to leave before coming out to take a breath, and gave Zhou Zheng a hard look.

Zhou just smiled and straightened his messy black hair, like stroking a pet cat, "What are you hiding from? The ID cards in the hotel's check-in records are two men, and you can find them out by just checking."

Shen Yao ignored Zhou Zheng, anyway, it's not a day or two since this guy owed his hand and mouth, as long as he didn't dance on the verge of his anger, Shen Yao would pretend that he didn't see or hear him.He took a few sips of pear soup and felt his throat was better, at least not as painful as when he just woke up.

Zhou was sitting by the side studying the small box of ointment. He didn't know what he was thinking, and the smile on his face gradually became evil.

Seeing his smile from the corner of Shen Yao's eyes, she quickly put down the soup bowl, grabbed the ointment from Zhou Zheng's hand, and said righteously, "I'll do it myself!"

Zhou Zheng looked at him with great interest, "Can you see it?"

Shen Yao struggled to death: "I have long hands."

"Please." Zhou Shen made a "please" gesture in a very gentlemanly manner, but his eyes were glued to Shen Yao's body, and he was reluctant to move a centimeter away.

"...Who put super glue on your eyes?" Shen Yao squeezed the ointment, huddled under the quilt, in a dilemma.

"Of course it's your beauty." Zhou Zheng replied with a smile. He smacked his lips and felt that "beauty" was not enough to describe it completely, so he added: "And the screaming on the bed."

boom--

A pillow hit Zhou Zheng's head, and the world became clean.

Zhou Shen’s training class will start soon, the first course is free, Chinese language, no deception, learning package will be included, looking forward to your listening.

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Shen Yao: Oh, courting death.