The Strongest Division [Quick Transmigration]

However, Zhao Mingze's kissing skills were not much better. He was rude, jerky, reckless, totally unable to flirt, at best, he could not bite anyone.

But the eyes that were always cold and arrogant and full of hostility were closed, which made him look a little more gentle at this moment, as if he was extending an invitation.The already handsome and provocative eyebrows and eyes, in this way, are almost as seductive.

Zhou Zhao breathed heavily, lightly pressed the back of Zhao Mingze's head, and responded skillfully, leading the young man with poor skills to toss and turn to deepen the kiss.

Accidentally touched the wound on Zhao Mingze's tongue, which caused him to grunt in pain. Zhou Zhao instinctively stopped, but Zhao Mingze tightened his injured hand and held Zhou Zhao closer, who was about to pull away.

Feeling Zhao Mingze's persistence, Zhou Zhao finally no longer hesitated, closed his eyes, unconsciously put his hands down from the back of Zhao Mingze's head, and hugged Zhao Mingze's shoulders tightly.

The loose sick clothes slipped away slightly from Zhao Mingze's shoulders, and the warmth under the palms of this young man with a cold appearance and thorns all over his body made Zhou Zhao, who had a very high self-control, lose control for a moment, completely Revel in this precious gift of thanks.

It wasn't until there was a sudden knock on the door that the two separated.

Zhao Mingze was panting, his usual indifferent and numb handsome face was congested and flushed from the passionate kiss just now.

"So the young master is so easily shy?"

There was a startling knock on the door, but Zhou Zhao was still in the mood to laugh and tease.He touched Zhao Mingze's hot cheek, helped Zhao Mingze arrange his hospital clothes carefully, and then walked slowly to open the door.

Zhao Mingze sat upright and wiped his face with his bandaged hands, a little annoyed.

A big man who can fucking blush after a kiss like this is simply more embarrassing than a little woman who just kissed someone proactively!

But... Zhao Mingze's eyes sank.

All these years he has looked like a flirt, but he has never actually kissed anyone actively, let alone such a warm and even tough invitation to invite a gay guy who already coveted him and even threatened to have sex with him.

If there is no knock on the door, one can imagine what will happen in the future.

Thinking of Zhou Zhao's more and more indulgent and outrageous movements when he pushed him down, Zhao Mingze unconsciously covered the lower half of his face, and the tips of his ears were completely red.

"Little, Ozawa."

Zhao Mingze was immersed in the atmosphere just now, and suddenly came back to his senses.

He didn't know how long he hadn't heard such a call, and he didn't realize that it was calling him. He looked outside the door, and saw a woman standing outside the door with an insulated lunch box.

Mrs. Chu was a little cowardly at first, hesitating whether to come in, but when she saw Zhao Mingze's head wrapped in gauze and the thick bandages on his hands, she couldn't help crying, and rushed in regardless.

Standing a little closer to Zhao Mingze, Mrs. Chu stopped awkwardly, still a little afraid to approach this fiery nephew.

"Ozawa, are you feeling better?" Mrs. Chu asked softly. "You, why is your face so red? Did the injury last night bring on the fever?"

Zhao Mingze coughed sullenly, put down his hands, and quickly adjusted his mood, but he was still a little absent-minded, and said, "No, I'm fine."

Mrs. Chu looked at Zhao Mingze's indifferent look, but felt even more uncomfortable.

This child has suffered so much torture before, anyone who saw it at the scene felt that it was horrible, he really didn't know how to love himself.

Mrs. Chu looked at her, shed tears again, and said, "Thank you! Thank you, you child did this for us. Aunt really doesn't know how to repay you!"

Zhao Mingze paused for a moment. He had suffered a lot of cold faces before, but he was not used to being thanked by others. He instinctively said stiffly: "No need. I just don't want to owe you..."

"Don't say that!" Mrs. Chu couldn't help interrupting him when she was excited, and said, "Xiao Ze. If your father's grievances have nothing to do with us, what does it have to do with you as a child? We owe you all the time After your mother left, your uncle and I really cared too little for you as elders!"

Mrs. Chu tried her best to restrain herself, and carefully observed Zhao Mingze's face with tearful eyes. Seeing that she was not upset because of her hastily interrupting her, she whispered to him: "You, can you forgive aunt? Aunt, you are not a great A woman is just an ordinary mother and wife."

Zhou Zhao knew what Madam Chu meant.

Although Chu Zhiqing had always been displeased with Zhao Mingze's lackluster appearance, Mrs. Chu doted on children very much, and she didn't think much of it when she saw Zhao Mingze, but felt that he was spoiled and inevitably rebellious and grumpy.But in the past, my husband didn't dare to care about him much.

Mrs. Chu's words actually had another meaning, that is, when Zhang Fengquan pointed his gun at Chu Yiran and threatened Zhao Mingze, Mrs. Chu called out Chu Zhiqing who insisted on blocking Zhao Mingze out of desperation.Although Mrs. Chu actually couldn't bear Zhao Mingze's humiliation at that time, she was a mother after all, so how could she be willing to let her child die?

Seeing that Zhao Mingze didn't speak, Mrs. Chu thought that he was unwilling to forgive herself and was a little embarrassed, but she heard Zhao Mingze's serious expression, and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't need to apologize, I understand."

Madam Chu looked at him in surprise, paused for two seconds, and suddenly burst into tears.

Zhao Mingze looked at Mrs. Chu, but this time he really didn't know what was wrong with her. He thought he had said something wrong and was a little at a loss. "you......"

"My child, I have suffered for you all these years!" Madam Chu cried loudly.

Zhao Mingze stopped and looked at Mrs. Chu.

Mrs. Chu cried: "We are sorry for you! If we were smarter and found out about your father, how could we have left it to you alone. Not only did we not help you, but because When you fight against your father everywhere, you treat you coldly, which hurts you even more."

Zhao Mingze couldn't help being moved when he heard Mrs. Chu say this, but his personality has always been rather cold, and he didn't know how to comfort others for a while. He wanted to help, but when he moved, he couldn't help but get involved in the wound, so it was Zhou Zhao who went to support Mrs. Chu Yes, sit aside.

Mrs. Chu wiped her tears and said: "Actually, your uncle is a little dull, but your aunt can feel it faintly. When you were young, you were obedient than Ranran. Where is your instinct so bad? It's just that you have experienced too much pain in these years , suffered too much torture."

Zhou Zhao comforted: "Madam, don't worry, it's all over. The young master will definitely get better and better in the future. Isn't it?"

Zhao Mingze raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Zhao, who smiled at him.

He recalled just now, his mood suddenly became a little confused, he looked away unconsciously, lowered his head, and said solemnly: "...Yes."