Me and my Apollo husband

Zhou Meng's eyes dimmed, and he looked around the room, targeting the kitchen and bedroom.He picked up the shards of glass on the ground and squeezed them together with the towel.Then head towards the kitchen, where there are knives.

As he approached the kitchen, Zhou Meng deliberately said, "Yangjun, you're back? Why didn't you make a phone call when you came back so late?"

It's nice that the kitchen lights are outside.Zhou Meng turned on the light in the kitchen, but there was no one in the kitchen.

Zhou Meng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then he heard a noise in the bedroom.For some reason, Zhou Meng was surprisingly calm at this time.He looked at a long knife for cutting watermelon on the chopping board, squinted his eyes, and felt evil.

Pull out the knife and rush straight to the bedroom.Without even turning on the lights, Zhou Meng rushed in with a burst of slashing and stabbing, accompanied by his own cry: "Bastard, die, die!!!"

As a result, after cutting for more than half a minute, nothing was cut.Zhou Meng stopped his frantic movements, wondering if he heard it wrong.

At this moment, Zhou Meng felt a chill on his back.The light from the living room was projected into the bedroom, and he looked down - there was someone standing behind him.

Zhou Meng raised his knife and stabbed back almost instantly, but the man's movements were like a ghost, and the shadow on the ground softened his waist and dodged.Zhou Meng was terrified. He was about to turn around when someone strangled his neck from behind with a bath towel.

Zhou Meng struggled violently, stabbing the man randomly with a knife.Once or twice, Zhou Meng felt that the man's arm or shoulder was stabbed.He heard what seemed to be a muffled grunt from the man.

"You idiot!" Zhou Meng cursed, and stabbed the man's head fiercely.

However, this time he failed and was caught by the wrist.The man was so strong that Zhou Meng only felt a dull pain in his wrist, he was so numb that he couldn't feel it. Immediately afterwards, the knife in his hand was taken away by the man.

Oops!Now he has a murder weapon!

When Zhou Meng was afraid, he saw the man throw the knife on the floor beside him.

The man seemed to snort coldly, before Zhou Meng could react, he was pressed onto the bed.He hit his head against the bedside table and was dizzy.Then his head was roughly wrapped in a bath towel.

Zhou Meng didn't know what he was going to do at first, until his legs were pushed away from behind with his knees, the man's waist leaned up, and a thick stick was poked on his bare buttocks, he felt like a dream Awake.

"I don't care about you! You bastard! If you dare, you will kill me! Otherwise, I will chop you into meat paste!" Zhou Meng yelled, with anger and fear in his heart.He struggled violently, and the bed sheet just changed under him was crushed carelessly.

His hands were tied up with hemp rope and hung on the head of the bed. He tried his best to put his legs together, but he couldn't resist the opponent's force; The ground was tied up, and the delicate skin on the ankle was worn out, causing a sharp pain.

But then more pain came.Zhou Meng's legs were pulled apart with a rope, his waist and buttocks were forced to be lifted, but his head was firmly pressed on the bed.

Zhou Meng could feel that his back was completely exposed to the other party's sight, and he involuntarily tightened his buttocks.

There seemed to be a muffled chuckle.Zhou Meng froze for a moment, the voice was somewhat familiar, but it was only fleeting in his mind, because immediately after that, Zhou Meng writhed violently like a fish on a chopping board.

What made Zhou Meng die of shame and indignation was that he reacted to this shameless obscenity.

This next week, the gangster really cried, being licked and cried by a scary stranger.He wept in panic and shouted indiscriminately: "Handsome! Handsome! Help me! Help me!"

He had never been so scared and so helpless, and he even wished that he had killed him in the process of arguing with the thug just now, and it was better than suffering such a humiliating experience.It's just horrific.

As soon as Zhou Meng cried, he lost his mind and cried loudly.When he reacted, he felt that there was no movement behind him.Zhou Meng quietly held his breath for a while, and then he struggled violently, shaking off the towel wrapped around his head vigorously.

He glanced back laboriously, but couldn't see anything.His hands and feet were bound, and Zhou Meng struggled vigorously with his wrists until his hands were bleeding, before he broke free.

Zhou Meng turned around from the bed in shock, and while frantically undoing the rope on his ankle, his eyes wandered around the room.It was still dark in the bedroom except for the light from the living room.Zhou Meng turned on the light on the bedside table, and then turned on the headlight in the bedroom. There was no one in the bedroom, only a knife with blood on the ground.

Zhou Meng jumped out of bed to pick up the knife and held it in his hand, then he rushed out of the room and checked the whole house.And no one.

The gangster has run away.

After Zhou Meng stood in a daze in the living room for a while, he rushed back to the bedroom and took out his mobile phone to call the police.

"Hello? 110? Me, my house was robbed..."

The police asked the address and asked Zhou Meng to wait at home.After Zhou Meng got dressed, he couldn't bear it anymore and called Yingjun.

Yingjun answered the call quickly, it was Xiao Song who answered the phone, Xiao Song and Xiao Yang are both Yingjun's assistants now.

"Hello? Brother Zhou?"

"Xiao Song, where's handsome? Can you let him answer the phone?" Zhou Meng restrained the trembling in his voice.

"Brother Zhou, Handsome is gone, and the director is looking for him too." Xiao Song said, listening to the scene, there was still a bit of noise.

"What? Handsome is gone?" Zhou Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he panicked: "Why did he disappear? Aren't you and Xiao Yang always by his side?"

"Brother Zhou, don't worry. He just said he was going to the toilet. The toilet on the mountain is a bit far away. He went there for a while and didn't come back. Xiao Yang has already gone to look for it." Xiao Song quickly comforted him, and suddenly she was pleasantly surprised He said, "Ah! Brother Zhou, I saw Brother Handsome! He and Xiao Yang are back! Wait until I hand him the phone!"

Listening to the buzz of people over there, it seemed that some people were joking about Yingjun, saying that he ate too much meat at night and his stomach was ruined.

Zhou Meng felt a little more relaxed. He sat down on the bed, only to realize that his legs were weak and his feet were weak.

"Zhou Meng?" A handsome voice came from the phone, and there was a slight panting in the deep voice.It seems to be doing a very strenuous exercise.

But when Zhou Meng heard this, he felt very kind.He almost didn't cry out, tried hard to restrain himself, and then said: "Handsome, are you eating again?"

"No." Yingjun paused, and went out from the noise to a secluded place: "What's wrong with you? The voice is wrong, are you crying?"

Zhou Meng shook his head, thinking about being handsome but couldn't see him, so he said, "No, I'm crying for no reason, why are you crying?"

"Did you miss me?" Handsome laughed, and the familiar voice came from the phone to Zhou Meng's ears, all the way to his heart, which made Zhou Meng feel great comfort.

But he didn't want to admit it, bit his lips, "How do you know I miss you?"

"I heard you calling me." Yingjun said, "Are you thinking of me, um, calling my name uncontrollably?"

Knowing that he was joking, Zhou Meng was still afraid for a while.But he didn't want to tell Yingjun that at this late hour, Yingjun knew that he would only worry in vain.

"Well, I miss you." Zhou Meng admitted, "When will you come back?"

"In a few days." Yingjun smiled and lowered his voice: "How do you miss me? Tell me, do you think of me...huh?"

"Don't be silly." Zhou Meng said patiently. He heard someone ringing the doorbell outside. He went to the door and saw that there were a few people in uniform outside the door.

"Let's do this first, I'll call you tomorrow, good night." After speaking, Zhou Meng hung up the phone and opened the door to let the police in.

The police learned about the situation and took pictures of the scene. Nothing in the house was touched by the gangster, including the broken glass on the floor, the rope in the bedroom, and, most importantly, the bloody knife.

"We have to take all these evidences back." The policeman put the knife, rope and glass shards into a transparent plastic bag, and then said to Zhou Meng: "Now, please come back to the police station with us and explain in detail Take a look at the situation."

"Please help me check again, I want to know where he came in from." Zhou Meng said, "I checked everywhere after I entered the house, and I went to take a shower after locking the doors and windows. He was taking a shower while I was in the house." Time to come in."

"The doors and windows are all in good condition, and there are no signs of damage. It cannot be ruled out that an acquaintance committed the crime. Who did you give the keys to your house?" the police said.

Zhou Meng found out all the keys in the drawer, "I just replaced the locks, there are five in total. My cousin and I each have one, and here are three more, all here."

"Your cousin?" the policeman repeated. "Do you live with your cousin?"

Zhou Meng nodded, "He's an actor, and he's still filming in other places. I called him just now."

"Go back to the police station first and make a detailed record."