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When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the big bed in the master bedroom of House Yu.

Xing Ming first smelled a burst of sweet fragrance, and was scratched by the fragrance, and then woke up from a particularly deep sleep.First, he lowered his head to look at himself, his body was clean and his clothes were tidy, and then he raised his face to look around. Unexpectedly, Yu Zhongye was sitting by the bed.

The fragrant wind comes from the flower garden outside the window. Tao Hongbin planted a field of flowers that bloom all year round, and they are not afraid of the old autumn weather, and they still bloom brightly and brightly.The curtains fluttered with the wind, bringing bursts of fragrance into the room.Yu Zhongye's eyelids were lightly closed, his brows were slightly frowned, looking tired and gentle.

Xing Ming found that his hand was being held by Yu Zhongye, with the palm covering the back of his hand.

It should be late at night now, Xing Ming reckoned that he had slept day and night upside down all day, and looked at Yu Zhongye's face, did he stay by his side all the time?

In fact, Yu Zhongye just closed his eyes and rested his mind. When the person on the bed moved a little, he also opened his eyes.

Yu Zhongye asked him, "Have you had enough sleep?"

"Still sleepy." Xing Ming shook his head, pulled his hand from under Yu Zhongye's palm, and buried his face in the quilt, only showing his eyes.

Yu Zhongye smiled faintly, his eyes were still strange, like charcoal that had just been burnt, with scarlet sparks faintly visible in the pitch black, his finger touched Xing Ming's cheek, his index finger fell between his eyebrows, and followed the eye socket on one side. Contour, trace slowly.

Xing Ming covered half of his face in the quilt, breathing rapidly.

After stroking him for a while, Yu Zhongye got up and left: "Sleep for a while."

The person had already reached the door, and Xing Ming hurriedly got out of the quilt and called him: "Teacher Yu."

Yu Zhongye looked back at him: "What?"

Xing Ming stared, lips pursed, all emotions were waiting to be vented, all emotions were eager to express, but the words hovered around his lips for a while, but finally he only dared to say: "Thank you."

Yu Zhongye also showed no extra expression, and nodded slightly: "Have a good rest."

really gone.

After Taichang Yu left, Xing Ming tossed and turned on the big black velvet bed in the master bedroom for several days, unable to figure out what the other party meant.Yu Zhongye often came to see him during the day, his attitude was like a leader condolences to employees, and he didn't share the bed with him at night. Is it true that this is the end of life, or is he still angry and still angry.

Xing Ming was not sure.

But there is no doubt that this is Master Yu's house. Every brick, gravel, plant, tree, table, and chair are his personal belongings. It's so absurd that it's so ridiculous.

One more thing is also absurd.That day, he had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot. Apart from some traumatic injuries, his heart was no longer beating fast, and his breath was no longer short of breath. Xing Ming thought about it carefully, and came to the most reliable conclusion: he should still be hungry. of.

Phoebe's craftsmanship was as good as ever, and Xing Ming sneaked into the restaurant. There were some common snacks in Southeast Asia on the table, colorful and beautiful.Xing Ming used to have a bland taste and thought Southeast Asian food was too sweet, but this time he escaped from the dead and was fed porridge and vegetables for a few days by a Taiwanese nutritionist invited by Taizhang Yu. These colorful foods suddenly caught the eye.Unable to withstand the pressure of his taste buds, he grabbed the mango glutinous rice cakes and stuffed them into his mouth. One mouthful did not enter the esophagus, and a new mouthful passed through his teeth.

After sacrificing to the Temple of the Five Viscera, he suddenly realized that love is a thing that cannot be fed when hungry, and cannot be kept warm when cold. It is really meaningless except to tease people and drive people crazy in drama scripts.

He was chewing angrily, thinking fiercely, when Yu Zhongye came in from the outside.

Just after coming out of the swimming pool, Yu Zhongye had a bath towel casually draped around his waist, and the drops of water hadn't dried off, as if he had put a layer of bright oil on his strong body.

Xing Ming puffed his cheeks and turned his head. When he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately felt guilty. He turned his back and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.

Yu Zhongye said concisely: "No."

Xing Ming refused to accept, and argued: "But my leader is still waiting to send me on a business trip."

Yu Zhongye said: "I will tell Xiao Luo that you will take care of your body with me."

Xing Ming couldn't find any more excuses, so he could only hang his head down and continue eating.

Yu Zhongye reached out and touched his forehead, and said that if you don't want to go to the hospital, you can ask a doctor to come and see.

Director Yu then announced a name, and Xing Ming was so frightened that he couldn't swallow a mouthful of coconut coffee toast.

This is his mentor when he was an intern at Puren Hospital, the director of general surgery, a well-known cold-faced villain in the hospital, and one of the few people who can scare Xing Ming.

Yu Zhongye seemed to be unaware of this origin, and asked him: "Are you choking?"

Xing Ming couldn't speak, he could only stare and nod, he beat his chest with one hand like he was dredging traffic, but with the other hand he still grabbed the half-bitten toast and refused to let go.

"Slow down, no one will grab you." Yu Zhongye smiled, put his arms around Xing Ming's shoulders, brought him into his arms, and patted him on the back lightly.

Xing Ming gradually calmed down, swallowed the food in his throat, trying to escape from Yu Zhongye's arms.

But Yu Zhongye refused.

Not letting him struggle, not let him resist, not let him run away, he hugged him tightly, his palms slid down his back, touching his spine one by one through the velvet material.

The body that has not been touched for a long time is like a Gu.

"I can't get thinner anymore, my hands." As he spoke, his hands had slipped across his graceful waistline, Yu Zhongye buried his face in Xing Ming's neck, raised his nightgown to expose his thighs, and rubbed his butt vigorously.When the nightgown was crumpled out of shape, his hands went in again, and the underwear was ripped off.

Yu Zhongye's breath became hotter and more anxious, he kissed Xing Ming's neck and chin indiscriminately, and searched for his lips, Xing Ming's neck was tilted back to try to avoid, his body was on the verge of falling, but he wanted to escape more clearly.

Unable to break free for a moment, he was kissed fiercely by the other party.

Yu Zhongye's arm strength was astonishing, he controlled Xing Ming with one hand, sat him on the dining table, and swung his free hand violently, sweeping all the pots and pans on the table to the ground.

Phoebe may have heard the movement, ran in from outside, and shouted, Mr. Yu.

Yu Zhongye had no time to talk to Phoebe, so he waved his hand impatiently to signal Phoebe to go out.His tongue invaded Xing Ming's mouth, sucking deeply, his thigh pushed into Xing Ming's crotch, rubbing and squeezing repeatedly.

Undeterred, Phoebe took a step forward and shouted in half-baked Chinese, Mr. Yu, the guests are already waiting.

There were real voices at the entrance, and Xing Ming finally took the opportunity to escape.

Phoebe!Yu Zhongye roared with red eyes, like a lion in heat who couldn't be satisfied, obviously angry.

Xing Ming tried his best to hold back his laughter, and didn't dare to secretly laugh until he turned his back.A while ago, I was really aggrieved, and it would be a great joy to be able to make Director Yu feel embarrassed for a while.

Being yelled at by Master Yu, Phoebe also felt aggrieved, forced a smile and said, they are all your relatives.

The affection cools down quickly, and in just a few words, Yu Zhongye has completely recovered his unruffled face. He took the nightgown from Phoebe's hand, tied it up casually on his body, and turned his head to hold the punishment bag. He kissed Ming's face, and said in a not-so-obvious command tone, go to the garden, Lao Tao has been looking for you these days, there may be something wrong.

While talking, Phoebe ushered in two guests, both of whom looked not too young, a refined man with wide jaws and bright eyes hiding a knife in his smile, and a gorgeous woman with red lips and fiery aura. After meeting him face to face, he knew that he was Secretary Hong's personal secretary, Pei Feifan.

The latter... Xing Ming carefully scrutinized this woman's face, and finally got a clue from her familiar facial features. This person is Liao Hui's sister, Hong Wanliang's nephew and daughter-in-law, and the real head of Sheng Yu, Liao Jun.The style is aggressive and tough, and the whole business circle is well-known.

Pei Feifan and Liao Jun also saw Xing Ming, they looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, their expressions were very strange, I don't know if it was ridicule or sarcasm.

The soft and greasy Taiwanese woman seemed to be afraid that he would not leave, so she came to lead the way with a smile. Xing Ming smiled at Yu Zhongye very obediently, turned around and followed.

Just turned away for a moment, all smiles disappeared, the fascination and softness just now are like sprouts that have just sprouted, and they quickly retracted into the ground after being beaten by frost.

Xing Ming followed the Taiwanese woman with his head down into the garden of Yu Zhai, occasionally turning his head to glance at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and he could see Yu Zhongye personally entertaining the guests with good tea and chatting happily with them.

After all, it is a family.

After the case of Liu Chongqi, he encountered this difficulty again. He tried his best to keep an innocent person from being wronged. In fact, he was relieved a lot.He knows that people can't get everything they want when they are alive. Liu Chongqi is a grassroots hero, and it is still difficult to reverse the case, not to mention an old case more than ten years ago. The witnesses and evidences have long been buried by time; Yu Zhongye has a lot to do with Shengyu, kinship cannot be broken, and the relationship between government and business can be broken, but it is not clean.

As long as he stalls or even gives up on reversing the case, his career can start all over again immediately, and his love will also be sweet and complete.

This thought flashed in his mind, and Xing Ming scolded himself fiercely, bah!

If a person has been bitten by a snake several times, he will inevitably look at the straw rope and be afraid.The ancient art of war also pays attention to "judgment of the time and appropriateness, and action after consideration." He has lived for more than [-] years, of course he can't live on dogs.

It's just that he can't pass this test, and he can't swallow this one.

Xing Ming walks through Tao Hongbin's well-cared-for pebble path, surrounded by flowers and plants, and birds singing and beeping, but he has a lot of troubles in his heart at the moment, and even if he hasn't seen Tao Hongbin for a long time, he can't force a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, Tao Hongbin was not happy to see Xing Ming, so he told him without talking a few words about his own affairs: "I don't know what's wrong, the child of Old Cui's family woke up one morning and suddenly felt numb under the navel. The onset was fierce, and within two days I couldn't walk at all, and I couldn't even control my bowel movements."

"So serious?" Xing Ming withdrew from his emotions, frowned, "Did you go to the hospital?"

"I went. I went to several hospitals. They all said that it might be caused by a virus infection. What is it called acute... what inflammation?"

Xing Ming has a medical background. After listening to Tao Hongbin describe Cui Haofei's condition, after a little analysis, he helped Tao Hongbin recall: "Acute transverse myelitis?"

"Yes, it's called this disease. The doctor also said that paraplegia is inevitable."

"I have to go and have a look." The house leak happened to be raining overnight, and Xing Ming thought of that radiant genius boy, and felt sorry for him.

"Father and son are in Shanghai at the moment, and Lao Cui took his son there to see a well-known expert across the country. I'm afraid it will take a few days before he comes back." Tao Hongbin shook his head, and then heaved a long sigh, "Father and son depend on each other for life. It’s really not easy. For this reason, Lao Cui’s hair was all white overnight. He looked 20 years older than before, but the child was as sensible as ever. He was lying on the bed and comforted his family with a smile, saying that he was paraplegic, and he was still a genius. .”