canary dressed as a disabled villain

Li Qiubai was naturally terrified, she had experienced He Mingda's vicious methods 28 years ago.

After He Mingxuan's death, it's not that she never thought of bringing little He Zhuo back to Li's family to live, but He Mingda, under the banner of Mr. He, blocked her way ahead of time.

Now that Li Qiubai thinks about it, He Mingda's move must be to let her and He Zhuo live in a place he can control, and if there is any change, he can easily get rid of it.

During those years in the He family, she tortured little He Zhuo from time to time, preventing him from eating and clothing, and preventing him from reading and studying.

One is because He Mingxuan's genes are too strong, and when she sees He Zhuo, she instinctively feels resentment towards He Mingxuan.

The second is because she is jealous of He Mingda, afraid that He Zhuosheng will be too good and attract He Mingda's attention, which will lead to death.

But he never thought that when he woke up again after being in a coma for ten years, the shadow of fear for He Mingda once again loomed over him.

When He Mingda was young, he liked to wear white shirts. When the news anchor announced his arrest warrant in a serious manner, Li Qiubai looked at the pale walls of the room and felt that there might be He Mingda's hiding places everywhere.

She hid herself in the quilt, trembling all over, and her voice trembled, but it was shrill, like the wailing of a ghost in hell: "Help! Let He Zhuo come and save me! I'm his mother! He can't Do this to me!"

However, the TV seemed to be possessed by a devil. No matter how tremblingly she stretched out her hand and picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, the TV would automatically turn on again in the next second.

The same play was played over and over again. In the play, a pair of childhood sweethearts and fairy lovers were murdered by a cruel woman. Since then, the woman has been haunted by ghosts and cannot live in peace.

Li Qiubai is afraid of death, but every day of life is not easier than death.Afterwards, she couldn't tell at all whether it was she who was screaming every day, or the woman on TV who was screaming.

Li Zhu frowned as he watched the video sent by the nurse. Li Qiubai looked haggard, with his shawl hanging out, and his face was pale.

After reading it, he sent a message to the other party.

He didn't bother Mr. He who was watching a movie with Mr. Zhuang with such a trivial matter.

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"Woooooooo... The little dog is really healing. Woohoo, I also... want to raise a dog." Zhuang Jianning kept his eyes on the big screen, and did not forget to eat the French fries on his lap.

He Zhuo turned his body sideways and wiped the tears and tear stains on his face with a handkerchief. When he heard Zhuang Jianning's last words, his gentle and funny expression suddenly changed, and his tone became cold: "No raising."

With half of the French fries still in his mouth, Zhuang Jianning turned his head suddenly and stared at him with eyes red from crying: "Why not?"

He Zhuo bit off the french fries near his mouth, his eyes wandering: "I, I'm allergic to dog hair."

Zhuang Jianning unceremoniously exposed him: "You are talking nonsense, you touched the plush dog that my little fan gave me this morning."

After finishing speaking, he was a little guilty, the fur of the plush toy dog ​​is different from that of a real dog, who knows that He Zhuo didn't catch this point, he pinched his face angrily and said: "You still know how to lift plush? Dog? Hold on to it every day and never let go, if I get another real dog..."

Before he finished speaking, He Zhuo tasted something wrong, his mouth was tightly closed, and he was about to turn his head away.

Zhuang Jianning grabbed his neck, blinked her red eyes, and smiled: "Boss He is jealous of a dog... um..."

He Zhuo was like an aggressive cheetah, lowering his head and fiercely covering that small mouth.

The ambiguous sound of water and snoring lingered in the auditorium for a while before He Zhuo let go of Zhuang Jianning.

His eyes were redder, his lips were red and swollen, and the tears on his face were still wet. This pitiful look made him want to be bullied even more.

He Zhuo caressed his long eyelashes that were wet and stuck together, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still raising them?"

Zhuang Jianning had long forgotten about raising dogs.

He stood up, lifted his long legs, sat on He Zhuo's lap, straightened his chest, lowered his head to find He Zhuo's lips, and murmured with blurred eyes: "Itch. Brother Zhuo, you are messing with me."

"Crack!" It was the sound of two glasses of Coke rolling to the ground at the same time, followed by the sound of Coke liquid gurgling out from the narrow mouth of the straw.

The movie had been over for a long time, Li Zhu and the theater manager looked at each other, no one dared to knock on the door of the movie theater.

It wasn't until more than an hour later that the door was pushed open from the inside. Mr. He seemed to be in a very good mood, and held tightly to Mr. Zhuang, who was wearing a cap and mask with his head bowed.

Li Zhu was very emotional. Since Mr. He had the company of Mr. Zhuang, he seemed to have changed. He was no longer as lifeless as before, but he became more popular and energetic, and his temperament became gentle and clear.

Feelings are emotions, and he didn't forget the business, he personally cleaned up the monitoring of the cinema hall.

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On the way back from the movie theater, Zhuang Jianning asked the driver to turn a corner. The Chinese herbal medicine for the medicinal bath was almost gone, so he had to go to Qin's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Chen Mo has been living in Zhuo Ning Mansion for a while now, and he is very busy with recruiting the team, making rules and so on.Zhuang Jianning didn't dare to bother him, so he contacted Mr. Qin in advance.

Before getting off the car, He Zhuo still held him by the hand and thought for a while: "I'll go with you."

"Okay!" Zhuang Jianning was naturally happy.

Before knocking on the door of Old Master Qin's room, he kept thinking, since everyone is here, he has to think of a way to get He Zhuo to agree to let Old Master Qin see his calf.

Also let the authoritative person test the effect of unshakable medicated bath massage three times a day recently.

Maybe it's because he and He Zhuo made an "unfair" declaration, maybe it's because the two spend more and more time together with skin-to-skin contact.If He Zhuo has any words or thoughts, he will tell him a little bit.

The two of them stayed at home during this time, except for making love, sleeping and dealing with work, other times, even when eating, they would chat endlessly.

Zhuang Jianning didn't know how the two of them had so much to talk about. Although most of the time they talked nonsense, he enjoyed this state very much.

He Zhuo's attitude towards his calf has always been very casual, but Zhuang Jianning can feel that He Zhuo's desire to stand up is very strong. He usually doesn't mention it, or pretends to be casual, just because he is more afraid than anyone else, and he never No hope of standing up.

Now that He Zhuo thought, even if it was only a little bit useful, he would try his best to do it.

At first, Mr. Qin thought he was coming alone, but when he opened the door, he saw two people, and greeted him with a smile, "Come in quickly."

"Grandpa, this is my lover, He Zhuo." Zhuang Jianning introduced, then turned to look at He Zhuo.

He lived alone for ten years, and none of the relatives who accompanied him before he became an adult treated him sincerely, and some even thought about how to put him to death.

Zhuang Jianning understands He Zhuo's resistance and rejection of strangers very well. Putting these experiences on any one person will only be stronger than He Zhuo's stress response.

He knelt down, took He Zhuo's hand, and said softly, "This is the old man Qin I mentioned to you, Chen Mo's grandfather, you can call him grandpa with me and Chen Mo."

If Zhuang Jianning has children, he must be an excellent and patient father.But He Zhuo doesn't even want a dog, let alone a child who takes up more time and energy.

He took a deep look at Zhuang Jianning, and when he raised his head again, he suppressed all the hidden emotions in his eyes, like a coaxed and obedient child, obediently called: "Grandpa is good."

"Hey, good good good good good! They are all good boys! Stop standing at the door and come in quickly." Mr. Qin said with a smile.

After the three of them chatted for a few days, He Zhuo saw that Zhuang Jianning looked at his calf from time to time, and he said, "Grandpa, can I trouble you to look at my leg?"

Zhuang Jianning was worried that he didn't know how to speak, but he didn't know that He Zhuo would take the initiative to mention it.

The joy was beyond words, and he stood up immediately, wringing the fingers of his two hands excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes, grandpa, help me take a look."

Mr. Qin has seen many patients in his life, and he had several exchanges with Zhuang Jianning before, so he has already guessed about He Zhuo's situation.

He walked up to He Zhuo, and half-jokingly said: "Xiao Zhuang's prepaid medical fee is quite enough, not to mention looking at it, it is enough to provide systematic acupuncture and massage at home."

Zhuang Jianning was bending over to help support He Zhuo's legs on the stool next to him. He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't expect Mr. Qin to say that, so he quickly raised his head to look at He Zhuo.

He Zhuo couldn't stand Zhuang Jianning looking at him with hope and begging eyes, but felt his heart soften, and he responded in a strange way, "Thank you, grandpa, then let's make an appointment, and I will send a car to pick you up."

Old Master Qin responded with a smile, then lowered his head to look at He Zhuo's calf muscles.

Seeing that He Zhuo's limbs were slightly tense, Zhuang Jianning squatted beside He Zhuo, took his hand, squeezed his five fingers into his fingers, and held it firmly, while stroking his knee with the other hand, feeling He Zhuo His body slowly relaxed, but he still didn't take his hand away.

Mr. Qin pressed several acupoints, and saw a slight twitch of a certain muscle. He became interested and asked He Zhuo: "Do you feel a little bit?"

Before He Zhuo could speak, Zhuang Jianning answered for him: "He said he couldn't feel it, but after taking the medicinal bath, the nerves in his calf did have some reaction."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, called up the memo, and handed it to Mr. Qin devoutly: "Grandpa, take a look. I remember the changes after each medicinal bath and massage."

Old Master Qin raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, his face was full of surprise and touch, he took the phone and flipped through it, and saw that from the day when the medicinal materials were taken away for the first time, until today, the medicated bath massage three times a day has never stopped, What's even more rare is that the various subtle reactions are written in detail and comprehensively.

Mr. Qin looked at it carefully, and then carefully checked the condition of his calf, straightened his waist and said: "Although it has been delayed for a long time, the situation has been developing in a better direction."

He walked to the traditional Chinese medicine cabinet, ready to adjust the prescription again, but still couldn't help sighing: "Xiao Zhuang has a heart, now it is difficult for a child as young as you to have the concentration and patience like you."

Zhuang Jianning was embarrassed by the praise, and also a little guilty. The two were addicted to sex and love occasionally, but they didn't care about it when they were doing it. It was also possible to compress the time of the two medicinal baths to three or four hours.

With red ears, he carefully placed He Zhuo's legs on the ground, and was half squatting to help him roll up the trouser legs of his trousers, when a white hand suddenly pinched his chin, exerting a little force.

Zhuang Jianning raised her head with all her strength, and her lips were embraced by the warm thin lips.

The sound of old man Qin opening the medicine cabinet to grab the medicine was not far away. He knew that the other party was facing the two of them, but Zhuang Jianning's heartbeat was still accelerated by this sudden kiss.

It's like being in the classroom, behind the back of the teacher and classmates, hiding under the desk and secretly kissing.

Wonderful, exciting, mixed with a shame that can't be stopped.

He wanted to turn his head to see if Old Master Qin had noticed, but He Zhuo refused, pinching his chin, controlling him, sticking his tongue in and deepening the kiss.

It wasn't until they heard a "click", like the sound of closing a drawer, that the tongues of the two tangled together quickly separated.

He Zhuo's lips followed the corners of Zhuang Jianning's mouth and slid all the way to his red, bleeding ears, and said softly: "When it is sunny, there are clouds, and when it is cloudy, there are rains."

Zhuang Jianning was puzzled, and blinked at him with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, "Huh?"

With a smile on his face, He Zhuo was gentle and affectionate, "I have you."

-

He Zhuo has frequently taken Zhuang Jianning out recently, one is to imagine going on a date like a normal couple, and the other is to see if he can dig out any clues about He Mingda.

Li Zhu raised his security level, expanded the monitoring area, sorted out all suspicious clues, and finally reported: "Mr. He, there is no trace of He Mingda around you and Mr. Zhuang."

He Zhuo knew that this old fox was insidious and cunning, but he still didn't relax his vigilance.

When Zhuang Jianning started to prepare for the Yuan family's charity party, he asked Li Zhu to be Zhuang Jianning's personal assistant, and sent more than a dozen bodyguards, explaining that no matter where Zhuang Jianning went, he had to follow Zhuang Jianning not far or near.

On this day, Zhuang Jianning went upstairs to change his clothes just after seeing off old man Qin who came over to give He Zhuo acupuncture during the lunch break.

Wearing a well-tailored British-style light summer suit on him, he looked like a noble and handsome little prince preparing to marry a princess.

He Zhuo's eyes were hot, and he was a little stuffy. He pulled the handkerchief on his chest, "It's so hot, why are you wearing such tight clothes? It's not a formal dinner."

Today Zhuang Jianning mainly went to visit the venue where the Yuan family held a charity dinner, and then confirmed the jewelry style and preferences with the female guests attending the dinner.

An Lan sent him a message, saying that not only her parents will be there, but also several famous monopoly giants in the imperial capital will be there.Naturally, Zhuang Jianning couldn't dress too casually.

But seeing He Zhuo like this, he raised his neck, wrinkled his nose, and looked very fanciful, "We went out to dinner yesterday, I was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, you said that my collarbone and calves were exposed, today I'm wearing a suit, you It’s too strict, why is it so difficult for you to speak?”

He Zhuo recalled yesterday's clothes, pinched his puffed cheeks: "You have hickey marks on your collarbone and calf, so naturally you can't give it to..."

Zhuang Jianning opened his hand, blushed and glared at him, "You want face or not."

He just couldn't figure it out, even if it was on the collarbone, chest, and thighs, why it was even on the calves? Is this person a goldfish? Just sip if you have nothing to do.

When He Zhuo saw that his voice had turned up, he lost his arrogance. Feeling guilty, he folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into his breast pocket, and said lazily, "What time do you finish? I'll pick you up."

"Then when I start school, will you pick me up from school every day?" Zhuang Jianning was a little funny, and after thinking about it, he said, "I want to eat meat dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse at night."