After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

Cheng Zhan's whole body was restrained by Cheng Wenzhuo, his rough lips were savagely biting his collarbone and shoulder.

Cheng Zhan was numb from his scalp to his toes, and the medicine gradually took effect, making his skin more and more sensitive to touch.

"roll!"

Cheng Zhan bit his lip hard, and a gust of blood rushed into his nose, which woke him up a bit.He raised his knees vigorously and hit Cheng Wenzhuo's abdomen hard.

"Hold!"

Cheng Wenzhuo's hair was on his head, he didn't notice Cheng Zhan's movement at all, and was kicked away by him.

"Cheng Zhan! It's you who courted death!"

Cheng Wenzhuo wiped his face, grabbed Cheng Zhan's belt and pulled it out, about to peel off his pants.

Cong He retreated to the side, with evil on his face, this kind of scene of men and women entangled together really disgusted him.

However, disgusted, he still held up his mobile phone and recorded all the actions of the two of them at the exact second.

Cong He glanced at the dialog box, Luo Qisheng's news had not arrived yet.Since he didn't give up, he sent a few more photos in succession.

Especially in the latest one, Cheng Zhan was forced to press against the wall by Cheng Wenzhuo, and most of his shirt was torn open.

Cheng Wenzhuo leaned over to bite Cheng Zhan's lips, Cheng Zhan turned his head away in disgust.

"Hide your mother!"

Cheng Wenzhuo's five fingers became tiger claws, he pinched Cheng Zhan's cheeks from his chin, and pulled his face back, trying to keep his mouth shut.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, the wooden door was pulled open from the outside.

An old man with a strong figure and a straight back strode into the room, his eyes were piercing, and he glanced around.

"grandfather?"

In an instant, the blood flowed back from Cheng Wenzhuo's body, his whole body was imprisoned, his mind was shut down, and he froze on the spot.

Cheng Yuanzhang approached in a few steps, picked up the belt that had fallen on the ground, and pursed the corners of his mouth, his thin lips stretched out into a rage.

"Snapped!"

Cheng Yuanzhang flicked his wrist, and threw a belt viciously on Cheng Wenzhuo's back.

The man let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground.

The belt pulled out gusts of wind, like a gust of wind and rain, and slammed on Cheng Wenzhuo's body crazily, causing him to hold his head tightly, his body curled up into a ball, and trembling non-stop.

In the whole box, only the whistling of the whip and the unbearable wailing of this man could be heard.

Cheng Beishan came in with Cheng Yuanzhang, at first he saw that the old man had no intention of stopping at all, Cheng Wenzhuo's whole body was whipped into a mess, half of his face was swollen and red after being scratched by the whip.

Cheng Beishan couldn't bear it: "Dad, if you hit him again, you'll kill him."

"Just kill him!" Cheng Yuanzhang slammed Cheng Wenzhuo's thigh again.

Cheng Wenzhuo gasped again and again, tears fell down his face in pain, and he whimpered: "Grandpa, I knew I was wrong, Dad... I knew I was wrong."

Cheng Yuanzhang stopped, threw the belt in his hand towards Cheng Beishan, and said solemnly: "You have taught me a good son."

Cheng Yuanzhang walked up to Cheng Zhan and saw his shirt was torn into a mess, so he took off his black velvet coat and wrapped him tightly.

Cheng Yuanzhang supported Cheng Zhan, brought him to his side, and said in a deep voice, "Ah Zhan, grandpa is here, everything is fine."

"Grandpa." Cheng Zhan opened his eyes and shouted in a daze.

Cheng Yuanzhang was about to take Cheng Zhan away, but this person wobbled away his support.

Cheng Zhan walked towards Conghe with heavy steps.

"Where's the phone?"

Cheng Zhan's eyelids were half drooping, and his voice was weak, but he shuddered when he heard Cong He suddenly.

Conghe decided to pretend to be stupid to the end, tremblingly said: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

Cheng Zhan picked up a bone plate on the table at an extremely slow speed.

"Whoa!"

With a sudden knock, the bone disc shattered into pieces.

Cheng Zhan held a broken piece of porcelain and pressed it against the artery on Cong He's neck. Cong He found that he was forced by this man's aura, and his legs couldn't move.

Cheng Beishan who was present was also dumbfounded.

Only Cheng Yuanzhang stared at Cheng Zhan unmovingly.

Cheng Zhan snorted softly: "Conghe, before today, he just wanted you to leave Naijia, but now, you can't leave even if you want to."

Cong He's leg went limp, and he fell to the ground, and the phone fell beside him.

The chat box between him and Luo Qisheng was also displayed on the screen, in which several photos of Cheng Zhan being molested were sent.

Cheng Zhan picked up the phone, glanced at it twice, and laughed at himself indifferently: "It's so ugly."

He stuffed his phone into his pocket and walked back to Cheng Beishan: "Grandpa, let's go."

-

The car drove out from the outskirts and passed the crossing into the toll station in the city.

A solid black Mercedes-AMG pulls up on the side of the road flashing a double jump.Seeing the Cheng family's car passing by, he honked the horn for a long time.

Luo Qisheng leaned against the car door, holding a cigarette between his fingers, watching the car stop in front of him, and the door opened.

Cheng Zhan supported the door frame and got out of the car. His footsteps were sloppy, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on water, his legs fluttering.

Luo Qisheng walked up to him quickly, and hugged him tightly: "Senior, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Cheng Zhan patted him on the back: "You actually yelled at Grandpa."

Luo Qisheng received a message from Cheng Zhan earlier, asking him to keep an eye on Cheng Wenzhuo.

He found that the place Cheng Wenzhuo went to was the same location as Cheng Zhan sent him, and Cong He was there.

At that time, Luo Qisheng was still on his way back to Jiangcheng. He was afraid of being delayed, so he found Cheng Yuanzhang.

What Luo Qisheng said was very simple: "If something happens to Cheng Zhan, the whole Sheng Zhe will collapse immediately, and the Cheng family will definitely be kicked out from the upper circle, and their face will be wiped away."

Cheng Yuanzhang thought twice and decided to go in person, but he witnessed Cheng Wenzhuo actually wanting to rape his own brother.

Cheng Yuanzhang wished he could kill this shameless bastard on the spot.

……

Luo Qisheng supported Cheng Zhan, and nodded to Cheng Yuanzhang who was sitting in the car: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yuanzhang's eyes wandered around the two of them, and he asked meaningfully: "Boy Luo, you haven't been coveting Ah Zhan since then, have you?"

"Yes." Luo Qisheng admitted frankly.

"Oh, your father didn't beat you to death."

Luo Qisheng: "Almost killed."

Cheng Yuanzhang sighed quietly: "Are you the president of Nigasen now?"

Luo Qisheng: "Asia-Pacific and Africa."

"Asia-Pacific and Africa... Ha, Asia-Pacific and Africa." Cheng Yuanzhang turned his head and stared at Cheng Wenzhuo, who was shivering on the chair, embarrassed and embarrassed.

Cheng Yuanzhang shook his head, pressed the door switch, and said to the driver, "Drive."

There were two teenagers who lived in the Cheng family back then, one was the eldest grandson that the Cheng family held in his hand, and the other was more like a boarder under the roof of the Cheng family.

At that time, a group of children in the compound liked to surround Cheng Wenzhuo, yelling with him in the neighborhood and tying him up.

Except Luo Qisheng.

The boy from the Luo family is notoriously eccentric. He always keeps a straight face when he sees everyone. Only when he sees Cheng Zhan, his face will show a little more expression.This person would only follow behind Cheng Zhan, calling him "Senior" in a daze.

For more than 20 years, that high-school kid who was idle and idle was still accomplishing nothing.

And the other two, lonely teenagers who were once spurned and excluded by other peers, have become leaders in Jiangcheng's business circle.

A few words are far from enough to describe their transformation.

In the dark night, the taillights of Cheng's business car gradually disappeared under the pale cold moon.

Luo Qisheng tightened his arms, hugged Cheng Zhan, and said in a displeased tone, "I'm going back."

"Angry?" Cheng Zhan couldn't lift his strength, almost hanging in this man's arms.

Luo Qisheng helped him into the car, pulled the safety belt considerately, put one hand on the edge of the seat, and the other on the upper edge of the car door: "Knowing that there is something wrong with you, you still take risks, just in case...in case... ..."

Luo Qisheng choked suddenly.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to Cheng Zhan if something happened to him, whether he would be crazy enough to kill those two people.

Cheng Zhan stepped into the seat and said guiltily, "Isn't there something wrong? Drive quickly, I'm going back to take a shower, I was touched twice by Cheng Wenzhuo, I'm so disgusted."

"!"

Luo Qisheng's expression changed, "I touch?! Where did I touch you!"

Cheng Zhan played tricks and put on a vulnerable expression: "Little chess piece, I feel bad."

Luo Qisheng: "..."

Back to the villa.

Cheng Zhan went straight to the bathroom, and just as the shower was turned on, Luo Qisheng squeezed in.

"You, you... get out." Cheng Zhan retreated to the wall of the shower room, "I came out after washing, why did you come in?"

Luo Qisheng was also wearing a white shirt, but after being wet by the spray, it was so vacuum that it couldn't be any more vacuum. The transparent cloth clings to his body, vaguely outlining the man's fine texture under the shirt. .

Like a half-hidden fairy, swaying in front of Cheng Zhan, getting closer and closer.

On the contrary, Cheng Zhan at this time, the real trace. Not Guigui, he was already taking a bath.

Under Luo Qisheng's pressing step by step, Cheng Zhan lowered his head shyly, avoiding the man's scorching gaze on him.

"Qisheng, can you go out first?"

"Where did Cheng Wenzhuo meet?"

"Uh?"

Luo Qisheng pressed some shower gel in his palm, and asked again: "Where did he touch?"

Cheng Zhan was blocked by the wall by him, and the water from the shower blurred his eyes.Cheng Zhan put his hand on his shoulder and pointed at the part of the collarbone: "Here."

Immediately afterwards, when his shoulders felt cold, Luo Qisheng's palms covered him, and he wiped the foam carefully and gently with the foam from the shower gel.

The foam brushed past and was washed by the hot water, making Luo Qisheng's palm even hotter.

Cheng Zhan's mouth was half-opened, and his breathing was a little short. The effect of the medicine that had been cooling down seemed to be surging again.

"Luo Qisheng..." Cheng Zhan's voice softened, "I'll do the rest myself."

"No." Luo Qisheng insisted, "You came here by yourself today, and something happened almost."

"Hey, are these two things?"

"the same."

Luo Qisheng took down the shower, rinsed off the foam, then slowly leaned over and said hoarsely, "The moment I received the photos from Cong He, I wanted to kill them."

Cheng Zhan closed his eyes and leaned against the wall behind, with warm water dripping down his face, he didn't notice Luo Qisheng at this time, his eyes were full of desire that was about to burn.

"Well, I think too, to make me look so ugly... ss... ah!"

"Chess Sheng!"

Cheng Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, Luo Qisheng was buried in his neck, and his lips touched the skin on his collarbone, which was exactly the part Cheng Wenzhuo touched.

The temperature of the hot stickers made Cheng Zhan tremble all over.The numb feeling suddenly penetrated from the bones to the heart.

Cheng Zhan hugged Luo Qisheng tightly, almost unable to stand.

After a while, Luo Qisheng raised his head, looked at the crimson hickey marks on the skin in front of him, and was quite satisfied: "Ah Zhan, you are only allowed to leave my mark on you."

"Yeah." Cheng Zhan glared at him lacklustrely, panting, "Take a good bath, and it's up to you to torment."

"It's a reward for the senior." Luo Qisheng's fingertips twitched repeatedly on the mouth, "That recording is enough to drive Conghe out of Naga."

"How can it be enough just to get rid of it?" A drop of water fell into Cheng Zhan's eyes, and he blinked.

Luo Qisheng rubbed off the drops of water hanging on his eyelashes: "Well, it's too cheap to drive out Naijia."

In the bathroom, the heat was steaming, and behind the frosted glass of the shower room, a large white mist filled the air, blurring the figures of the two people.

"Senior."

"what."

"Has your medicine expired?"

"It should be over."

"Already relieved?"

"……What do you want to do?"

"I want to help you."

"unnecessary!"

"Well, I'll be slower."

"Luo Qisheng! I said I don't need it! Woohoo..."