The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing.

It's not that he cleans himself up, but that he thinks his desires don't seem to be in this area.

Man is a complex creature.

Sometimes along with the instinct, the instinct then longs for the integration of the soul.

Sometimes the mind is joined, but the body loses its instinct.

Xi Lingcheng put the water on the table and drifted away from the bathroom.

It's not like he never thought about being with Gu Qiao after breaking up with Ji Chu, or with a decent person like Gu Qiao.

After walking out of his room, Ji Ling Cheng somewhat understood what the difference was.

When Gu Qiao came out in a bathrobe, the assistant was downstairs.

"Mr. Kui asked you to come?"

The voice of the person upstairs was angry.

"Yeah, I brought Shuwei Granules." The assistant wanted to go upstairs with the medicine in his hand.

Gu Qiao turned back to the room, closed the door with a 'peng', and locked herself inside.

The assistant is a fine person, so why would someone who is usually docile suddenly have this face.

In the past, they would discuss privately that President Xi had taken a fancy to Gu Qiao, but now it seems that this master is a formidable character.

In the morning, Ji Chu opened his eyes, raised his right arm and stretched his limbs. He felt the man beside him move. He said in a daze:

"Dad, get up, I'll take you home."

The man next to him put his hands on his hip bones, his face pressed against his back, and a subwoofer-like voice sounded behind him:

"Call again, I want to hear you call me dad."

Ji Chu was no longer confused, and was completely awakened by this voice.

He looked at the person next to the pillow, and looked at the room, but he said that it was the room that Xiling Sheng lived in before he was 18 years old.

"Why are you here?"

Xi Lingcheng tightened his arms and hugged him into his arms, "How old are you, you still sleep with your father."

"Didn't you leave?" Ji Chu thought that he didn't drink alcohol yesterday, and had no memory of how he slept on the same bed.

"I called my aunt at home and heard that you didn't leave. When I came back and saw you sharing a bed with my uncle, I naturally carried you to my room."

Ji Chu sniffled his nose twice, "What happened to you and Gu Qiao yesterday, right? You smell like him all over you."

Xiling Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "It's just that I didn't take a bath."

Ji Chu stepped back, "Why don't you stay with him, I used to think he was not interested in you, but yesterday, he cared about you."

Xiling Cheng closed his eyes and muttered, "You have nothing to compare with Gu Qiao."

Ji Chu inspected the ceiling, knowing that he was telling the truth, and thought Toby was coming.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Ji Chu said, "In your eyes, only Gu Qiao is the best."

Xiling Cheng said lightly: "I just like it, just the way he feels."

His words made the person next to the pillow think of himself: "Maybe I am the same, I just like, like your feeling."

Xi Lingcheng inserted his finger between his fingers, "Stay by my side and go home today, okay?"

"Not good." The hands were still the same, but Ji Chuxin didn't allow himself to fall into another person.

Especially the undeserving ones.

Half-hearted people.

"I'll give you one more chance." Ji Chu couldn't help but sneer with the voice of the leader of Jiuling Cheng:

"Mr. Kui is so generous."

Unfortunately, his kindness did not make the discouraged people change their minds.

"You will find someone to live with you. During this time, please forgive me for not being with you."

Chengling Sheng strategized as if he was doing business:

"I can help your father."

"No thanks. Is there anything my father can do for you?"

"You really don't know anything about the world of adults."

"What do you mean? Don't beat around the bush." ​​Ji Chu didn't know, so he was inevitably flustered.

The person in control of everything got the chips and told them unhurriedly:

"You don't know that your father's yacht company is in crisis."

Ji Chu's flustered heart calmed down, thinking it was something:

"Even if he goes out of business, I still have money to support him."

"How much money do you have?"

The contemptuous words of the other party made Ji Chu explode his fortune:

"1 million is enough to support our family of four."

Plan ahead and don't panic when things happen.

Ji Chu wanted to say that the money he saved would be enough for his next life.

"You really don't understand your father's industry at all. Each of their company's yachts exceeds 800 million yuan, and the cost price is not low. Your [-] million yuan is only enough for the decoration of the yacht."

Xiling Cheng's words were like fists, he was a little dazed when they hit him.

For Ji Chu, he really didn't understand his father's industry at all.

I didn't expect to make a lot of money, and it's the same when it comes to compensation.

Seeing the person frowning silently, with Jiuling Cheng pressing on him, sticking between his legs, Ji Chu pushed him,

"You mean, my dad needs more than [-] million banknotes."

"Two hundred million is enough. I can borrow it from him, and I don't need to pay it back."

"You will borrow money?"

If you don't believe me at the beginning of the season, let alone 1 million, Xi Lingcheng said that you won't borrow more than [-] million.

Never.

He did the same.

This is his principle.

Because of this principle, he has cut off many friends.

He's not a guy who cares about ripping his face off.

No one can act recklessly outside his principles.

Rotten Ling Cheng kissed the tip of his nose,

"Others won't. I can borrow your father. Not only will I borrow him, but I will also buy a yacht and introduce friends to take care of his business."

Ji Chu felt more and more that he was talking nonsense:

"You don't even buy luxury watches, but you buy yachts? Didn't you say that yachts are the most useless thing that costs money?"

"It's useless, just buy it for company employees, and you can hold parties on the yacht during vacation."

The rich and powerful President Xi put his hand on the waistband of the person under him, and said tenderly:

"Don't worry, there is me."

Ji Chu pressed his hand and responded to him: "Let my dad go bankrupt."

Rotten Ling Sheng: "..."

"Let him go bankrupt, get up."

"No." Xiling Cheng slowly lowered his face, buried his face in his abdomen, stroked his beard stubble, breathed hard, and muffled, "This is your smell."

Ji Chu sneered, "The smell is very similar to Gu Qiao, go and smell Gu Qiao, I'm a fake."

"His taste is different now than before." Xiling Cheng is like an expert in appraisal, giving the result after evaluation.

"Have you smelled it? Where did you smell it?" Ji Chu kicked him away and put on his pants:

"Cilling Cheng, don't taste everything, come to me again, I tell you, I will never be with you again."

The person who was kicked aside sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, staring at his slender ankle and said:

"I've only tasted you."

"Aren't you afraid that I will pester you?" Ji Chu put on his coat, knowing that he was afraid of this.

"I'm afraid." Ci Lingcheng didn't deny it: "I really annoy people who bother people."

"Yeah, just remember it." Ji Chu opened the door, and the cold voice behind him was still loud:

"Let's go, there will be a day when you beg me."