You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Walking out of the bar, Chen Ke felt a lot more comfortable being blown by the cold wind.But the joints were still a little weak, and he couldn't exert his strength. He didn't want to worry about Saturday, so he didn't say anything, only said to go back to the room to rest for a while.

"Are you really okay?" Saturday doubted, "It's really not, don't go to tonight's seminar."

"It's okay, you can go." Chen Ke said.

When passing by the silver-gray sports car, Saturday said to Chen Ke: "Wait for me for a second."

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Chen Ke watched Saturday walk by, picked up a steel bar on the ground, and started to draw it along the rearview mirror of the silver-gray sports car, all the way to the rear of the car, making a squeaking sound along the way, what fell off was not paint, but money, gold.

After doing that on Saturday, toss the bars into the roadster and slap the filings off your hands.The sports car honked harshly, and walked back to Chen Ke calmly on Saturday, and helped him into the hotel across the street.

"I'll ask someone to buy the camera at the entrance of the bar later." Chen Ke said helplessly.

"No, let him sue. When he wins the sue, I won't be here anymore." Saturday raised his eyebrows.

Back in the hotel, I opened a room for Chen Ke on Saturday, helped him lie on the soft and clean white sheets, and took off his shoes for him. six.

It was rare to see Chen Ke showing such a weak look. On Saturday, his heart was about to break. What should he do to relieve Chen Ke's pain a little?

"Come on, take off your clothes." Saturday felt that this matter must have something to do with this weird red wine, Chen Ke became like this only after being splashed with that glass of red wine by that idiot Feng Ming.

Chen Ke raised his body and asked Saturday to peel off his shirt, revealing his strong and fair upper body. Chen Ke's skin was already delicate, and taking advantage of the beautiful muscle contours, he looked like a marble statue of a Greek god. At this moment, his skin However, the surface was flushed abnormally, his chest heaved, and his breathing was slightly shorter than usual.

Chen Ke lay there with half-closed eyes, feeling distressed watching Saturday, he rolled up the clothes that had been splashed with red wine and stuffed them into the trash can.

No, if there is something wrong with the red wine, then what remains on this dress may be the hallucinogenic potion that Feng Ming gave Chen Ke.

I called the front desk on Saturday and asked a doctor to come up. The hotel is equipped with various departments to take care of all kinds of problems that guests may encounter. Although the doctor is not professional, it is okay to see a headache.

"You said he became hot all over after being splashed with red wine?" The doctor looked up and asked Saturday after checking Chen Ke's condition.

"Correct."

The doctor picked up the clothes, fanned the smell with his hand, smelled it, and frowned: "It seems to have the ingredients of aphrodisiac, but the effect is not so strong."

"Could it be mixed with something else, like an aromatherapy called Roman Baths?" asked Saturday.

"Roman Baths?" The doctor shook his head. "You can't judge anything just by the name of the fragrance. Those names were chosen by the perfume manufacturer as a gimmick. But what you said has some truth, it may be the effect of multiple substances acting together." , It may also be related to his own allergic constitution."

"Allergies?" Saturday was confused, he didn't know what allergies Chen Ke had.

"Was he able to drink before?" asked the doctor.

"Yes, he is much better at drinking than me." He drank a large glass of Xiongshen wine and did not pour it.

"The most likely thing now is that he is allergic to this fortified red wine." The doctor said, "But to be diagnosed, he needs to be sent to the hospital for a set of physical examinations."

"Okay, I'll call an ambulance now." Said Saturday, picked up the phone and walked out.

However, Chen Ke held back Saturday: "Don't cry, I don't feel so uncomfortable now, just lie down for a while, and there will be a seminar later..."

"What kind of seminar, it doesn't matter if the seminar is not held, do you know that you are like a boiled shrimp now!" Saturday raised his voice and shook off Chen Ke's hand. He was very angry, really angry, allergic People will die, but Chen Ke doesn't take it seriously.

Chen Ke was taken aback by Saturday's fierce side. After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, "Would you like to call a private doctor? Aren't you going to play the plot? I'm going to the hospital now, what kind of plot is it?"

"Private doctor?" It suddenly occurred to me on Saturday that Chairman Liang assigned his son a private doctor of the highest quality, and he knew Chen Ke's physical condition better, "Okay, where is the phone number?"

Chen Ke was relieved: "The second one in the phone book."

On Saturday, I opened the phone book of Chen Ke's mobile phone. The first one in the list was Wife 0, and the second one was Doctor 1. I couldn't help but blush on Saturday. The doctor called, and the other party asked about the situation, saying that it was likely to be an allergy, and then asked about the location, saying that he would arrive within an hour, don't move Mr. Liang for now, don't give him food or drink, and wait for him to come.

The doctor at the hotel heard that a more professional private doctor had arrived, so he said goodbye to Saturday and had to go back to duty. Saturday thanked the doctor and sent him out.

"How do you feel now?" Sitting on the head of the bed on Saturday, he touched Chen Ke's forehead, his face was still hot.

"I fully understand the feeling of meat on the grill," Chen Ke still joked at this time, "It must be retribution for eating too much barbecue in the past two days."

"Damn Feng Ming, if I had known he was here, I would have—" Saturday was furious.

"It's just a coincidence, and it has nothing to do with Feng Ming. With Feng Ming's IQ, he can't think of combining several things to drug me. Maybe my constitution is really allergic to these things." Chen Ke said, " Apart from being hot, I don’t feel anything else right now, so you’d better go and participate in the seminar.”

"I don't." Saturday resolutely refused.

"Who knew the righteousness back then and said that he was afraid of exhausting me and going through the plot?" Chen Ke laughed.

"You—" Saturday gasped, "Then I'll make a call and tell them that the seminar will be changed tomorrow morning."

"The shooting progress will be pushed back again." Chen Ke reminded Saturday.

"Anyway, we can't see the day when the filming ends." Sat retorted.

When Chen Ke thought about it, it made sense. After all, he only released 30 anti-theft badges, and his days here are coming to an end. At most, he can see the influence of the promotional video.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"What, is it uncomfortable again?" Seeing that Chen Ke's expression changed on Saturday, he immediately asked, this time he simply bent down, put his forehead against Chen Ke's, and held his face with both hands, "It's so hot. , can't it be an allergic fever?"

On Saturday, the slightly cool breath fell on Chen Ke's face, and his cool hands were pressed against his cheeks. Chen Ke suddenly felt a hot, unbearable surge up. His heart beat faster and he felt dizzy again.

"Well... don't touch me yet." Chen Ke gasped in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, I won't move you." Saturday hurriedly straightened up, habitually tucked the quilt for Chen Ke, and accidentally touched his body with his fingers, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, staring at Chen Ke nervously. face to see.

Chen Ke couldn't stand being teased by him. If the quilt wasn't soft enough, the changes in his body would have been exposed, but on Saturday he didn't realize it at all. He really thought he was purely "allergic".

"You—go to the director and tell him face to face that there is something urgent and the seminar will be changed to [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. Everyone have a good rest tonight. I will bear the loss caused by the delay." Chen Ke said.

Saturday hesitated, he didn't want to leave Chen Ke alone.

"Go, it's okay, the doctor will come later." Chen Ke pretended to be calm and said to Saturday, God knows, if Saturday continues to appear in front of him, whether he can hold it.

"Okay... I'll be right back." Gritting his teeth on Saturday, he turned around and ran out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Chen Ke was the only one left in the hotel room. Chen Ke took a deep breath, slowly propped himself up and sat up, and lifted the quilt. He didn't need to look at it. He knew that the changes in his body could not be covered up. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, he might as well do it himself.

"Hmm..." Chen Ke panted heavily, rolled over from the bed, and slowly moved to the bathroom while leaning on the wall, waiting for a piece of paper to solve the problem——

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

A young girl stood at the door, her palm-sized face was full of haggardness, and her makeup was all over.

Chen Ke: "...?"

Xiao Baihua is the third young lady of the Xiao family. Although the saying of concubine and concubine is not used in modern times, Xiao Baihua's mother is the mistress of Xiao Cheng, the head of the Xiao Group, who has no status. Originally, the Xiao family Xiao Baihua has no share in the family property, but her mother died at a special time, which left a good impression on Xiao Cheng as "gentle and pitiful". Therefore, Xiao Baihua was also blessed by misfortune, and was brought back home by Xiao Cheng. Become the third miss of the Xiao family.

However, she is called Miss San in name, but in fact she just enjoys the luxury and good food. When she reaches the age of marriage, she has no choice at all. She is about to marry an old man who is twice her age because of her own interests. Xiao Baihua didn't want to anymore, she was determined to escape from Xiao's house and find her own happiness.

However, the outside world is not as friendly as imagined. Xiao Baihua, who has been spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, does not touch the spring water with her ten fingers. How can she have the ability to support herself?After several days of eating discounted bread from the 24-hour convenience store, Xiao Baihua finally decided to take the risk and sell her virginity for 1000 million.

"I'm a decent young lady. The Xiao Group is only a little bit worse than Liang and Wang. My overnight expenses can't start from one, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight figures."

Xiao Baihua read several president's articles and accumulated some theoretical experience, so he set a suitable price for his virginity.

However, the heroine in the president's article always opened the door casually, and she could meet a president who was about to have sex after drinking, but she searched for half a month before she locked the door of this hotel.

Hard work pays off, as long as you work hard, you can always be ambushed by her to the drunk president. Just now, she saw the famous president Liang Chenxi being helped into this door by an assistant, and a doctor was invited. It seems that he was so drunk. Not lightly, I just hope that the other party still has the fighting power. It is best to let her run with a ball. In the future, she will act like a genius son, pretty mommy. After meeting Mr. Liang, she can justifiably become Mrs. Liang, her genius son You can also inherit all the property of the famous Liang Group, and then you will slap the top relatives of the Xiao family in the face. Today you ignore me, and tomorrow I will make you unable to climb high. The hypocrite who feeds her up is really a villain. One day, she will kneel down and cry in front of her, and she will feel very happy. This plan is perfect.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Wait, why won't the door open?

Xiao Baihua didn't believe in evil, so she pushed it a few more times, and she found that the door had been put on an anti-theft chain from the inside.

A man with bare chest and dark eyes was standing at the door, staring at her coldly: "Who are you?"

Xiao Baihua was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. Believe it or not, she was only one door away from the drunk president, but was blocked by the anti-theft chain—there was no such plot in the president's article?