Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

Zhu Zhang began to avoid Zhang Jinxing, did not answer the phone, did not reply to text messages, and did not even go to the bookstore he used to go to. He dug out all the accounts of Lang Zhu, checked the balance, and the balance of several zeros made Zhu Zhang very upset. Satisfied, he thought that instead of dawdling around every day, he might as well find something to do, so that the first thing he thought of was the little book bar he opened. Compared with a busy life, he prefers to be leisurely and carefree, and to have his own small business. To get by, that's enough.

During this period, Lang Liye once approached Zhu Zhang to inquire about Zhang Jinxing, but was blocked by Zhu Zhang in a few words. They all evaded and said that they didn't know, didn't know, didn't know each other well, and hadn't contacted him again. Lang Liye's face was livid when he was angry. , but helpless.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Chong found Yu Zhaorong and expressed that he wanted to move out of the villa.

Yu Zhaorong had a bitter face, obviously he was very reluctant to leave Zhuang, but when Zhuchang proposed to take her along, she refused.

Zhu Xuan had no choice but to tell her over and over again, and then dragged his suitcase and walked past Lang Ye with an unclear expression.

As for Lang Liye, he himself doesn't go back to this villa very often, and would he care if Zhulong moved out?

So, Zhuzhang smoothly left the oppressive Lang family's half-mountain villa, and ran to live in the small apartment he rented.

Compared with the huge Lang family, Zhu Chong's small apartment is obviously much warmer. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. Zhu Chong even put a small rocking chair on the small south-facing balcony of the apartment, and hung a swaying veil.

However, Zhang Jinxing knocked on the door of this small nest that Zhujiao thought was quiet.

"Won't you invite me in?"

Bamboo pursed his lips, lowered his head to close the door.

Zhang Jinxing squeezed directly into one shoulder, Zhuo lowered his head and closed it hard, he didn't notice Zhang Jinxing's movement, only felt that the door was blocked, and then heard Zhang Jinxing's muffled groan.

Zhu Xi let go of his hand immediately, Zhang Jinxing quickly pushed the door open and came in, then closed the door tightly, leaning against the door panel and rubbing his shoulder with his hand.

Zhu Xun was stunned by Zhang Jinxing's quickness, and when Zhang Jinxing bared his teeth at him again, he finally reacted, grabbed the corner of Zhang Jinxing's clothes, and dragged him into the room.

"Come with me, I'll show you your shoulders."

Zhang Jinxing was dragged by the bamboo stick and followed behind, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he immediately pursed his lips tightly, restoring his serious face.

"Take off your coat."

Bamboo rummaged through boxes and cabinets looking for ointments and sprays. When he bent down, his clothes moved up, revealing a small section of shiny waistline. Zhang Jinxing moved his fingers, and there was an inexplicable longing in his heart, longing for something that he could touch .

Zhu Xi searched for a long time and found a box of ointment, turned around and saw Zhang Jinxing still standing there in a daze, motionless, and couldn't help frowning.

"Undress!"

Zhang Jinxing was obviously in a daze, staring straight at Zhu's waist, and when he heard Zhu's words, he answered subconsciously.

"Ok?"

Zhu Xi followed Zhang Jinxing's gaze to look at her waist, pursed her lips, and went forward to take off Zhang Jinxing's coat.

Zhang Jinxing's gaze followed the bamboo stick all the time, watching him come up to help him take off his clothes, not knowing which string was wrong, he stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo stick's hand, grabbed it to his lips and kissed him, with a hoarse and sexy voice.

"Honey, I can do it myself."

As soon as Zhang Jinxing said that, he went to untie the belt of his trousers. There was a crisp sound of the buckle, and Zhu Tong's eyes widened in shock. He watched Zhang Jinxing slowly pull down the zipper, and shouted: "Zhang Jinxing! What are you doing!"

Zhang Jinxing's black eyes were deep and deep, and when he looked at the bamboo hole, there was a certain deep meaning, and his full lips were slightly hooked, full of temptation.

Zhu Xun's heart trembled, he couldn't help but took a step back, walked back hesitantly, clenched the ointment in his hand, and threw it on Zhang Jinxing's body.

The chubby ointment bottle hit Zhang Jinxing's body, and then hit the ground gruntingly, which also woke Zhang Jinxing up.

Zhang Jinxing's hands were still on the belt buckle that he had already untied. He looked up at Zhu Xie, put on the belt slowly without embarrassment, then bent down to pick up the ointment and handed it to Zhu Xie.

Zhu Xi's earlobe was slightly rosy, and he didn't know whether it was because of anger or what, he turned his head away from looking at Zhang Jinxing, and said in a cold voice, "You can wipe it yourself, and leave as soon as possible."

Zhang Jinxing didn't speak, and didn't object. He silently withdrew his hand and put the ointment beside the bed. He took off his coat slowly, then took off his shirt. As the buttons of his clothes were slowly unbuttoned, Zhang Jinxing was perfectly dressed. The muscles are gradually exposed.

Zhu Xing couldn't help but glanced at it from the corner of the eye, and Zhang Jinxing unbuttoned it even more slowly, his slender fingers slowly unbuttoned it, every movement was full of temptation, but his face was still expressionless.

Zhang Jinxing's shoulder was pinched vigorously by the door, except for a muffled groan at the beginning, he has not uttered a sound of pain until now, but the movement of undressing is getting slower and slower, and his brows are slightly frowned.

Finally, Zhang Jinxing's shirt was also taken off, his body with well-distributed muscles was completely exposed in front of Zhu Chang's eyes, and a conspicuous bruise on his shoulder was also exposed.

Zhang Jinxing picked up the ointment, dabbed it lightly with his fingers, wanted to wipe it on his shoulders, raised his arm, put it down again, raised it again, but still couldn't reach it, but his face was cold, and he didn't say a word .

Zhu Xun endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, she went up and grabbed the medicine bottle in Zhang Jinxing's hand, poured it on her hand, rubbed it vigorously to heat it up, then pressed hard on Zhang Jinxing's shoulder, and rubbed it vigorously.

Zhu Xing used a lot of strength, he obviously felt Zhang Jinxing's muscles twitch slightly, then Zhu Xing unconsciously relaxed the strength, and rubbed again and again.

Zhang Jinxing's slightly frowning brows stretched out, the corners of his mouth curled up, then flattened, raised, flattened again, as if twitching.

However, none of these people noticed that all his attention was now on Zhang Jinxing's bruised shoulders. The large bruises on the perfectly lined shoulders were really an eyesore.

Zhang Jinxing's rubbing by bamboo was really comfortable, his whole body relaxed, and his straight back gradually relaxed, completely unaware of the passage of time, until he heard Zhu's cold voice, he was still in a daze.

"Okay, you can go."

Zhu grabbed Zhang Jinxing's shirt and threw it on him, then turned and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When Zhuzhen finished washing his hands and came out, Zhang Jinxing was already neatly dressed and standing by the bed.

"Follow me to dinner."

Zhang Jinxing straightened the cuffs of his coat, and said to Zhu Tong that he could not refuse.

Zhu Xun flicked the water drops from his hands, and smiled angrily, looking at Zhang Jinxing's gaze, as if he was looking at a psychopath.

"I do not know how--"

"It turns out that the head of the Zhang family has a habit of forcing others to eat with him."

"But, I don't welcome you here, please leave."

Zhu Xun said and opened the door of the bedroom, and after thinking about it, he opened the door as well. The wide open door showed that the owner of the house did not welcome visitors.

Zhang Jinxing came out of the bedroom, searched around, and accurately took Zhu Chong's coat from the hanger at the door, walked to the door, tilted his head slightly, and signaled Zhu Chong to go together.

Zhu didn't know what to say anymore, he stepped forward to snatch back his coat, his movements seemed to have pulled Zhang Jinxing's shoulder, he frowned, and Zhu immediately let go of his hand.

Zhuzhen took a deep breath to calm his restless heart, he bent over to put on his shoes, and said in a dull voice, "I'll go to dinner with you."

"But only this time."

"I hope we can no longer contact each other in the future."

When Zhang Jinxing put on his shoes, he put on his jacket silently, and didn't reply to what Zhu said!

With the help of Zhang Jinxing, Zhuzhen naturally raised his arms and stretched them into his clothes. He didn't realize that there was anything wrong with what he did, and said to Zhang Jinxing with a serious face that he would not contact him anymore.

Zhang Jinxing walked out of the door after Zhu Chong, turned around and closed the door, and followed Zhu Chong. The tall figure stood behind Zhu Chong, like a loyal guard.

"What do you like to eat?"

Zhang Jinxing rushed to press the elevator in front of the bamboo pole, trapping the bamboo pole between himself and the corner of the elevator intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Xuan was unaware of the extremely close distance between the two, and still frowned, with a cold face, and said to Zhang Jinxing: "I hope Master Zhang will not come to me as a small person this time, after all, Master Zhang is very busy. You better not waste your time on me."

"Is it okay to eat fish?"

"I don't want to eat fish—so, Master Zhang, we will part ways after dinner."

"Then eat Sichuan food?"

"Sichuan cuisine is okay."

Zhang Jinxing took Zhulong to the private restaurant that he often goes to. This restaurant cannot be entered without members. It is very clean and there are few people. Zhang Jinxing and Zhutong went to a private room with simple decoration and ordered according to the taste of Zhutong. For dishes, Zhang Jinxing poured a cup of hot tea for Zhu Tong, lest he talk too much and dry up his mouth.

Zhu Xiong said that he was really thirsty all the way, he picked up the cup to drink tea, Zhang Jinxing's cell phone rang, he signaled to Zhu Xiong to go out and make a call.

After leaving the door, Zhang Jinxing walked a little farther on purpose, making sure that Zhu Tong would not hear him even if he left the private room, so he picked up the phone.

"Is it done?"

Zhang Jinxing's face was stern, his tone was cold, and he didn't have the expressionless but gentle temperament in front of Zhu Tong.

"Well, I hope to see the results by tomorrow night."

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Jinxing stood for a while, as if thinking, when he returned to the private room, the dishes were almost ready, and the bamboo stick had no intention of waiting for Zhang Jinxing, and was already eating with chopsticks.

Zhang Jinxing looked at Zhu Tong's red lips, and poured him another glass of ice water. Seeing that he drank it without hesitation, he finally hooked the corners of his lips slightly.