canary dressed as a disabled villain

With warm embraces and long breaths behind him, Zhuang Jianning opened his eyes to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and it turned out that it was ten o'clock in the morning.

In the past, no matter how late or how hard the two of them tossed at night, He Zhuo would never wake up at 05:30 in the morning.He turned his head and saw that He Zhuo's sleeping face was peaceful and peaceful, guessing it was the effect of the medicinal bath.

What Elder Qin explained was three times a day, Zhuang Jianning gently removed He Zhuo's hand on his waist, and was about to get up and fry the medicine first.

Slowly moved his body forward, Zhuang Jianning's ears blushed instantly with a familiar "boo", and before he could get up, an arm stretched out from behind to hug him vigorously, and then "guji" came from the room voice and two muffled groans.

It's already ten o'clock, and it won't be over for more than an hour. I still have to decoct medicine for massage, and I still have an appointment with Chen Mo at noon.

Zhuang Jianning struggled a little bit: "He... Zhuo, wait until night... okay?"

The "guji" sound continued.

He Zhuo raised his head with his eyes closed, and kissed Zhuang Jianning's neck and ears one by one with his thin lips. His voice was lazily and hoarse in the morning, extremely sexy.

"You have to eat dinner, so don't you want to eat breakfast? You can only leave when you are full."

Zhuang Jianning complained that he had dug a hole for himself, but at the same time he thought comfortably, he and Chen Mo are so familiar, he will definitely not mind if he goes a little late.

He lay on his side with He Zhuo on his back for a while, and was turned over by He Zhuo again, and the two faced each other.

He Zhuo stared obsessively at Zhuang Jianning's milky white face, misty peach eyes, half-open red lips, and the wet tip of her tongue.

He is like an extremely crazy believer, fearlessly dedicating everything he has to the god he believes in, and he wants to firmly nail his beliefs to the god.

Just when Zhuang Jianning was about to lose his mind, He Zhuo held his face, kissed him lingeringly, and sighed comfortably: "The small hot spring is so beautiful, I like the small hot spring."

Zhuang Jianning's whole body was numb, his toes were curled up, and he could die with an "ahha".

He Zhuo's scalp was numb from being imprisoned, the latex mattress bounced violently a few times, and there was a hoarse, beast-like humming sound from the room.

He Zhuo gasped for a few moments, then kissed Zhuang Jianning's lips softly, and reverently boasted while reminiscing: "My little hot spring is awesome."

Zhuang Jianning slowed down the aftertaste for two waves, fearing that he would come again, so she stretched out her hand to push him, her voice seemed to be soaked in honey, soft and sticky: "Go out. I have to go out for dinner at noon."

He Zhuo immediately became vigilant, and grabbed his weak wrist: "Who are you eating with?"

Zhuang Jianning lazily raised her eyelids and buried her head in the socket of his neck.

While asking people to go out, they are also greedy for the warm touch of the skin: "Chen Mo."

He Zhuo frowned subconsciously: "No."

Zhuang Jianning sipped the white piece of flesh on the side of his neck, sucking and biting lightly: "You can't do it if you say no? Why not?"

His warm breath sprayed all over He Zhuo's shoulders, He Zhuo let him make trouble, hugged him tightly, and said domineeringly: "Because you are mine, you can only eat with me."

Zhuang Jianning said with a smile: "Then you go to the deep mountains and old forests to buy a hilltop. I will farm and you weave. There are only two of us in a radius of two thousand miles."

He Zhuo thought about it for a while, and felt deeply satisfied: "I will work hard to give birth to a bunch of little dolls."

"Hey!" Zhuang Jianning clenched his fist and gave him a hammer.

The corners of He Zhuo's mouth turned up, his brows and eyes were full of gentle smiles, he touched his flat stomach unwillingly and said, "Let's take some time to go to the hospital."

Zhuang Jianning was a little nervous, and looked up at him: "Why..." At first he was worried about He Zhuo's leg feeling unwell, but when he saw He Zhuo's smirk, he knew he had nothing good to say.

Sure enough, the old hooligan said, "I've worked so hard, maybe I'm pregnant."

He Zhuo's mind flashed the appearance of a milky white teenager with a pregnant belly, and wearing a red bib...

Before Zhuang Jianning could swear, she instantly felt that she was about to be broken.

He knew that if the trouble continued like this, he might not be able to leave the house for a day.

He twisted He Zhuo's face, and said seriously: "He Zhuo, I want to start a company, do you think I can do it?"

He Zhuo became serious when he heard the words, with a determined face: "Of course!"

He reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table with his backhand: "I asked Li Zhu to..."

Zhuang Jianning scratched him and said while making trouble, "He Zhuo, I'm going to partner with Chen Mo."

He Zhuo recalled the harmonious scene of Zhuang Jianning walking side by side with him, his hands paused, and his brows tightened: "No."

Zhuang Jianning was not annoyed, and counted with him with his fingers: "I know that starting a company is not difficult for you at all, but can you help me find a like-minded partner who understands jewelry and knows the basics?"

He Zhuo thought for a while: "Chen Mo can't do it anyway."

Zhuang Jianning asked suspiciously, "Why?"

He Zhuo was full of resistance and felt a sense of crisis: "Because he doesn't have pure thoughts about you, because he has plans for you."

Zhuang Jianning has learned He Zhuo's childish side today, he feels fresh and happy to be cared about.

He pinched the bridge of He Zhuo's tall nose: "What are you talking about, the debt he owes is already unclear, and he was in a hurry to start a company with me just to avoid people."

Seeing that He Zhuo wanted to say more, he smiled and said, "Although I run the company myself, I still need your help."

He Zhuo was still worried about Chen Mo, and was going to ask Li Zhu to check it out later, so he didn't mention it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Baby doesn't have enough money?"

The three words "private money" are very subtle.

For a moment, Zhuang Jianning had the illusion that the money he earned was his own, while the money earned by He Zhuo was shared by both of them.

It was as if he had eaten honey in his heart, mixed with the shyness of opening his mouth to ask someone for money, and his white face was shy and charming.

Feeling embarrassed, he nodded directly, and he changed the wording: "I only have more than 4000 million in my card, you can lend me some, I will pay you the interest, and let you be the largest creditor of our company."

He Zhuo's eyes flashed, and he repeated meaningfully: "Pay the interest. How can I pay the interest?"

Zhuang Jianning was like meat on a chopping board, without the right to speak, she agreed straight away: "Okay!"

He Zhuo hugged him emotionally: "Then can I pay an interest in advance?"

Zhuang Jianning broke down and yelled: "You bully! The company I haven't opened is about to go bankrupt, and you still mention the interest!"

After speaking, I felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that I also acquiesced to this method of paying interest.

He Zhuo was just teasing him, but he still supported Zhuang Jianning's career wholeheartedly, hugged Zhuang Jianning tightly in his arms, kissed, rubbed and sucked for a while.

He let go of Zhuang Jianning: "Where is the appointment at noon?"

Zhuang Jianning bit her lower lip and let go of the breakfast she had just had.

The two groaned at the same time, Zhuang Jianning said the address in detail, and quickly got out of bed.

Although it was almost twelve o'clock, Zhuang Jianning decided to make a quick decision and give He Zhuo a medicated bath massage again.

Once you make a "forget it this time", you will only find out more reasons later.

If even he couldn't persist at first, what's the point of working so long.

While preparing Chinese medicine in the kitchen, Zhuang Jianning called Chen Mo with his mobile phone under his shoulder, and wanted to discuss with him whether the first meeting of the two shareholders could be postponed for an hour.

The phone didn't connect until it was about to hang up. Before Zhuang Jianing could speak, he heard a very soft and sticky "Brother" from the receiver. He was a little uncertain what the two people on the other end were doing, so in order to avoid hearing anything Shouldn't listen, why don't you hang up the phone.

But no matter whether Chen Mo has that kind of thought for his brother or not, judging by his attitude and his usual style of doing things, it is impossible to touch him easily and provoke him.

Just thinking about this, Chen Mo's voice came from the microphone, a little embarrassed and apologetic: "Jian Ning, I was just about to call you, that, that is, can we..."

Zhuang Jianning pursed her lips and snickered, cut off his words and said for him: "Then shall we postpone or cancel?"

Now Chen Mo said it very straightforwardly: "Is it okay to postpone it for an hour?"

Great!

Zhuang Jianning hurriedly said, "That's it!"

The original appointment time was 12:30, now it is 10:[-], and there is still one hour, five and [-] minutes before the postponed time, Zhuang Jianning did the math, it was more than enough.

The medicinal materials have been soaked, and after hanging up the phone, Zhuang Jianning slowly went to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up.

After He Zhuo washed up upstairs, he ordered Xiao Hei to change all the bedding on the bed.

He drove the wheelchair to the study, and dealt with the He family's affairs first.

Taking the elevator down to the first floor, there was no one in the living room. In the kitchen, I saw Zhuang Jianning who was busy with his back facing him.

Because he was in a hurry to get down, he put on his white silk pajamas in a hurry, and the sleeves were rolled up to his arms, revealing a forearm like a lotus root.

The kitchen is sunny. From this direction, through the thin pajamas, the shape of the small waist can be clearly seen.

The pajamas are so long that they can cover the buttocks, and the slender milky white legs dazzle people's eyes.

so cute.

So sexy.

I miss you so much.

Zhuang Jianning seemed to have sensed it, and turned around with a smile: "Come down? There is breakfast and lunch..." Which kind of meal do you have?

Thinking about it, I always feel that this is not right, it means to seduce and welcome He Zhuo to eat "Chinese food".

He scolded himself secretly, why his mind is full of yellow trash all day long.

He Zhuo didn't think much about it at first, but he stopped when he saw his ears blushing suddenly, so he realized it.

The height of the counter in the kitchen is ideal for breakfast, lunch, and lunch.

Even morning tea, afternoon tea and supper.

He glanced at his legs, what a pity.

For a moment, he even thought that even if there was only a [-]% chance of recovery, he still wanted to fight for it. If the operation failed and the limb was amputated, wouldn't it still be possible to install a prosthetic limb.

According to a prosthesis, it is much better than now.

Zhuang Jianning turned back and stared at the timer. Seeing that the time jumped from 29 minutes and 59 seconds to 30 minutes, he quickly turned off the ignition.

Since Mr. Qin said to fry for 30 minutes, then there should be no more and no less.

There is a first time for everything, and it is much easier to accept it later.

He Zhuo sat on the sofa, with a steaming wooden barrel at his feet.

Zhuang Jianning squatted beside him, looking up at him eagerly.

He Zhuo couldn't bear his expectant and slightly begging eyes, sighed softly in his heart, put his hands on his thighs, and took the initiative to put his feet into the barrel.

Joy flashed in Zhuang Jianning's nimble eyes, and he quickly helped put He Zhuo's other foot into the barrel, lowered his head, and rubbed the acupuncture points on his calf with a cheerful expression.

The medicated bath exudes a unique, slightly sweet and bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

He Zhuo recalled the strong fragrance of flowers and rose jasmine essential oil in the room last night, he kneaded Zhuang Jianning's earlobe, carefully looked at his face, and then shifted his gaze to his slender and beautiful fingers.

As if to reward his hard work, He Zhuo affirmed softly: "Very comfortable."

With the movement of Zhuang Jianning's fingers, the skin on the calf did have a slight touch, like the caress of white clouds.

But... not far enough to feel comfortable.

Zhuang Jianning raised her head abruptly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, with extreme surprise: "Really?"

He Zhuo looked at the little face close at hand, and suddenly remembered the video of Zhuang Jianning winning the championship in the show that his assistant sent him——

When the host announced that he was the champion, or when Mrs. Yuan invited him to be the chief designer of the charity dinner, his expression was very calm, even if he was happy, it was far from reaching the level at this time.

He Zhuo's eyes were slightly sore, whether it was Zhuang Jianning's emotional expression or his joyful expression, only he could see it.

He asked tremblingly, "Why am I so important to you?"

Because you like me too?

He was so nervous that he seemed to be holding a dozen rabbits in his heart, and unconsciously clutched the corner of the pillow, holding his breath, and looked at the person he liked with burning eyes.

Zhuang Jianning tilted her head, seemed to be thinking about it seriously, and then smiled brightly: "Because you are kind to me."

Life is good, very good.

I also want to treat you well.