hibiscus laugh

Yes, now he can also let Yan Zhi go to this young master's house for tea.

This young master's surname is Zhou, no, today he stuffed a few tickets for Boss Lin as usual, and went backstage holding flowers.

"Master Zhao."

Yanzhi stood up, turned his head, took the bouquet of flowers from Master Zhou with a smile, and when he took the flowers, Master Zhou's hand rubbed against Yanzhi's, maybe Yanzhi thought too much, he didn't Without too much expression, he took the flowers and put them down, and was about to turn around and change into the costume in the dressing room. At this moment, Master Zhou's hand blocked Yanzhi's going, and his hippie smile made Yanzhi feel a little at a loss, "Mr. , why not go to Xiafu, recently my father brought a lot of good tea from Beijing, I heard Boss Lin mention Mr. Zhao's good tea many times."

"Mr. Zhou, I've been feeling unwell recently, so I'm afraid I won't be able to go to your house. Good tea is naturally greedy for Yan Zhi, but I'm sick. Thank you Mr. Zhou for your kindness." Yan Zhi looked into Master Zhou's eyes and said , there seemed to be an apology in his eyes and a euphemistic meaning of evasion.

Master Zhou didn't say anything, he was also patient, he also really liked Yanzhi, and didn't want to force him to do anything, so he smiled and said as if he didn't care: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, you are busy Kong must come to bother me."

"Okay." Yanzhi nodded, politely shook Master Zhou's outstretched hand, and then paused for a few seconds, but couldn't pull away the hand he held. Yanzhi looked at the expression in Master Zhou's eyes. Firm, somewhat annoyed.She pulled her hand away vigorously, stood back a few steps, and said to Young Master Zhou: "Sir, please respect yourself."

Master Zhou took another deep look at Yan Zhi, then turned and left.

Before the front foot left, another debt collector came. Yanzhi was already standing in the locker room, taking off half of his clothes. He felt that no matter how noisy people were outside at this time, they would not be so unreasonable as to rush in directly. , so I boldly changed my clothes with peace of mind, only to hear Boss Lin greet me outside, "Oh, master, you are here again, he is inside."

"I don't know where I went when I was still there just now." "Otherwise, wait a little longer." In this case, the person who came didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and Yanzhi didn't make a sound. At this moment, the person in the locker room A curtain was drawn, and Yanzhi was standing facing the wall. He had only taken off half of the clothes that hadn't been taken off. As if frozen in time, his movements stopped, and the people behind him also quickly pulled him back. The curtain, Yanzhi was inexplicably annoyed, and before he could make a sound, a familiar voice came from outside the curtain, "Yanzhi, I brought you some hibiscus cakes, which were not sold in Shanghai before, I don't know if you love them." I don't like to eat."

"Then thank you, Young Master Ye, I will eat it naturally." Yan Zhi said coldly, and then changed into his own clothes.

It's strange, I used to see other men naked in the public bathhouse at the military academy and wouldn't get angry, but now Ye Ke feels a little hot, Zhao Yanzhi is very white, but not sickly white, but a healthy one Ruddy, slender but not weak, after all years of practicing kung fu, he is also a swordsman, so naturally he will not be abandoned, but this physique unexpectedly makes Ye Ke find it alluring.

"Actually, I called Uncle Cheng to pick you up that day because I wanted you to come to my house for tea. Boss Lin said you like to drink..."

"No need, that day, Uncle Cheng already made good tea for me, Yanzhi is very grateful." At this time, Yanzhi had already changed his clothes, walked out of the curtain, and saw Ye Ke standing there with a box of hibiscus cakes , The two of them just looked at each other without speaking, and now Yanzhi didn't know how he felt about him, he seemed disgusted but he really came, but he didn't want him to leave so soon.

Before Yanzhi could react, Ye Ke rushed over and pushed Yanzhi against the wall with his left hand. Just like last time, Yanzhi was not afraid at the moment, but he didn't look at Ye Ke directly. Say slowly, "What do you want to do."

"Do you dare to refuse me?" Ye Ke looked down at Yanzhi. He didn't have a particularly angry tone, but revealed a trace of impatience and anger. The other hand was holding the Furong Cake, and he also threw the Furong Cake to the ground naturally. On the ground, that hand clenched Yanzhi's chin, lifted his lowered face fiercely, and said, "Look at me, Zhao Yanzhi, do you think this is funny?"

"I don't understand what Young Master Ye means." Ye Ke pinched Yan Zhi's chin, and he seemed to want to break free, but Ye Ke didn't give him a chance, and the other hand held his arm tightly, and Ye Ke again She leaned closer to him, as if speaking with her lips against his face, "You know what I mean."

Just when Ye Ke loosened some of the confinement on him, Zhao Yanzhi broke free with all his strength, he turned his head and only looked at Ye Ke, without saying a word, took his own things and went out, Ye Ke didn't care about anything else, and chased after him. Just run outside.

"In the past two days, I have already told Boss Lin that I've got you covered, and come with me." Ye Ke quickly followed Zhao Yanzhi and grabbed his wrist, Zhao Yanzhi threw it away violently, and shouted at Ye Ke, "Are you sick?" Ye Ke grabbed Zhao Yanzhi's collar again, seemed to lift him up, and said, "That's right, I'm sick." , A hand knife came to the back of his neck, Zhao Yanzhi was about to speak but found that his eyes were dark.

When Yanzhi opened his eyes, there was darkness around him. He was lying on the bed, but this was not his home. It was decorated in a very grand European style, and the surrounding was very quiet, and he couldn't hear anything. Yanzhi only remembered that in the afternoon, he was with Ye Ke had a quarrel, and then he seemed to be hit on the back of the neck, so he couldn't remember anything.

At this moment, there seemed to be a sound outside the door, Yanzhi sat up, found the shoes on the ground, stood up, heard the sound outside, Yanzhi was not expecting it, it seems that this is Ye Mansion!

I only heard a man with extremely unsteady steps walking towards the direction of the room, the man pushed the door open vigorously, Yanzhi only smelled the strong smell of alcohol on the visitor, Yanzhi stepped back a few steps, and the man Although the man smelled heavily of alcohol, his eyes were terrifyingly bright. He looked at Yanzhi like a hunter staring at his prey, and he closed it again fiercely, pushing Yanzhi all the way to the table. , there is no way back.

Yanzhi pressed against his chest, it was like a ball of fire, he breathed quickly, and the man moved closer to Yanzhi, sniffing his body vigorously, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, Rubbing Yanzhi's face carefully, and sighing deeply, Yanzhi continued to resist, shaking him as if wanting to wake up the person in front of him, "Ye Ke! Ye Ke! Wake up!" Awake!"

Chapter 15

(banned)

Chapter 16

The next day, Zhao Yanzhi lay on the bed with sore limbs, he was alone on the bed, the pillow was empty, and there was moisture in the corners of his eyes.

He seemed to recall everything that happened last night. He just wanted to get up but his body didn't seem to be in control. There seemed to be someone guarding the door. When he heard some movement in the house, he immediately pushed the door and walked in. It was a young man in Tsing Yi. Without talking nonsense, I pulled up the screen in the room, and some servant girls came in one after another, carrying a large wooden bucket and hot water for bathing, taking it easy.

Zhao Yanzhi, who was lying on the bed, stared blankly at their every move, and the boy in blue didn't look up at him, so he put the clean clothes on the table, nodded slightly, and said respectfully: "Young Master Zhao, Here's your change of clothes."

After finishing speaking, he left the room. Zhao Yanzhi also tried to move his body, and moved slowly behind the screen. He was not wearing a thread, and his clothes had already been torn to pieces by the beast. He stepped into the misty When he touched the hot water in the wooden barrel, his whole body felt numb from the soles of his feet to the bottom of his head. Zhao Yanzhi looked at the blue and red marks of different sizes on his body, gritted his teeth secretly, and a tear flowed down the corner of his eyes. In the wooden barrel, he silently clenched his fists in the water, as if muttering, Ye Ke, you will never get me.

Zhao Yanzhi washed his body so slowly, and put on the clothes that the boy had prepared. The clothes fit well, a normal dark blue gown. He pushed open the door to go out when he was fully dressed. The servants greeted him respectfully when they saw him, "Mr. Zhao is good."

He just nodded lightly, and he walked straight to the door. At this moment, he just wanted to go home and have a good rest.He was walking on the road, the sun outside was very strong, the red mark on his neck had not faded, and his body was still weak. He remembered clearly what Ye Ke did to him last night, but he He didn't really know the name that he kept saying.

Why is this kind of bandit so powerful and lawless? When Zhao Yanzhi returned home, he relaxed and lay down on the bed. Without thinking about anything, he bounced off the bed and went into the cubicle to take a bath, rubbing himself The skin on his body, but those marks could not be erased at all, he was so angry that he rubbed his skin red over and over again, the sound of water kept running, Zhao Yanzhi's tears mixed with water and flowed across the room.

After sleeping drowsily for half a day, when he opened his eyes, there was already a bright moon outside the house. Zhao Yanzhi got up slowly, poured a glass of water and swallowed it slowly, but his body was still tight with pain. He was very humble and couldn't talk to Ye Ke at all. Such a person fights, even if he has grievances, he has not been rehabilitated, and he can't think about anything, but he can't think about anything. Zhao Yanzhi went back to bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep. He had no dreams all night.

"Ouch, slut, which young master's bed did you climb into?"

Feng Chunsheng walked up to Zhao Yanzhi with a folding fan, his harsh words were like needles piercing Zhao Yanzhi's body, Zhao Yanzhi didn't say a word, just looked at the mirror and thrush