Knight's Love Letter

On Friday night, Zheng Qiuyang asked Fang Shiqing to have a drink together.

As soon as he was seated in the bar, Zheng Qiuyang immediately took out his mobile phone and flipped through the photo album to show off his girlfriend. Looking at the expressions of the people next to him, it was a shameless rhythm of showing off once every time he came.

Fang Shiqing glanced at it, and it really wasn't the one he had seen last time, so he boasted, "Nice breasts."

Zheng Qiuyang cheerfully pushed the wine to him, and said, "I'm so clingy, I really wanted to come here today, but I pushed him back, and I'm still obedient. Let me show you tomorrow, the real person is better than the photo."

Everyone laughed and laughed for a while, and no one took his girlfriend seriously. Anyway, he still had to change when he met better breasts.

Zheng Qiuyang seems to be similar to Wang Qi and his brother Wang Chao at first glance, but he is actually a little different from Wang Chao.

The Zheng family is a family of jewelry, and the father of the Wang family brothers is an upstart in mining, so the family education is quite poor.Zheng Qiuyang majored in economics and management, and later specialized in jewelry design. Whether he has the skills is another matter, at least not like Wang Chao, who is used to doing nothing but being cheap.

But Zheng Qiuyang's problem is that he is his father's illegitimate son, and his wife also has a son, and he drinks dry food, so it's not up to him in the big picture.

If he couldn't intervene in serious affairs, he could only live in a serious way every day.I took an insignificant position in the company, occasionally drew jewelry design drawings, and spent most of the rest of my time collecting bureaus and picking up girls.

He and Fang Shiqing met each other at the first sight on the viaduct, and they looked at each other very pleasingly. He made up a game and remembered to ask Fang Shiqing to play with him, but Fang Shiqing usually came to join in the fun when he had time.

Although the two have not known each other for a long time, the brotherhood has warmed up very quickly.

After drinking a few rounds, Alchemist went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he saw a familiar person sitting near the bar.

I haven't seen Yuan Rui for a while, and I haven't heard anything about him. Looking at him from a distance, he is alone, and there is no one around who looks like his companion. He sits there and drinks by himself. It was fierce and urgent, as if it was borrowing wine to drown its sorrows.

Fang Shiqing didn't intend to go over to say hello, and returned to the box after taking a look.

It's not that he's completely uncurious about Yuan Rui's current life. Is Yuan Rui so unhappy because his career is not going well or his relationship with that married man is not going well?

But no matter what the reason was, it had nothing to do with him, and he rushed to ask, it seemed that he was as stubborn as a piece of dog skin plaster.

Speaking of which, he was not as dazed towards Yuan Rui now as he was then.

There were several dials in the box, playing dice, singing and picking up girls, and they all started to play their own games.Fang Shiqing found a corner to sit down, and took out his mobile phone to play fun games.

Seeing that he had placed an order, Zheng Qiuyang took a bottle of wine and sat next to him to watch him play. From time to time, he would point out a few words: "The little yellow chickens are not enough later, we have to hit the eggs first! Hit the eggs! Hey, hey, it's obvious here There is a magic bird! What a pity!"

Fang Shiqing failed to pass this level after playing it twice. Zheng Qiuyang couldn't stand it any longer, so he snatched the phone over and said, "Come on, you watch while I play."

He played very smoothly. After passing this level, he started to play the next level, and chatted with Fang Shiqing with ease: "As for your relative, he is not as good as you. He runs around with his mobile phone at night. Find someone to help him get through."

Fang Shiqing thought for a while before reflecting: "You mean Wang Chao?"

Zheng Qiuyang said: "Isn't it him? All games are war scum... It is said that his elder brother is very good at playing games? Is it true?"

Alchemist Qing said: "I've never seen my brother-in-law play mobile games. I saw him play PSP a long time ago. He's quite good."

Zheng Qiuyang looked up at him and said with a smile: "Wang Chao said all day long that his elder brother beat him like a sandbag. Is this true?"

"Well," Fang Shiqing took a sip of his wine and said, "He has been beaten a lot. My brother-in-law has practiced Sanda, so he may be a bit hard-hitting, but he deserves it. He likes to cause trouble. If he doesn't beat him, who else will he beat? "

Zheng Qiuyang laughed twice: "Look at you, your brother-in-law probably never hit you."

Fang Shiqing threw the empty bottle aside, opened another one, sighed and said: "Now I really hope that he will beat me up... I don't know what he and my sister are going to do, it's so weird. "

Zheng Qiuyang stared at the phone screen and clicked back and forth, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Fang Shiqing said while drinking: "He contacted me recently when he had nothing to do. It was probably my sister who instructed me to have dinner with the couple two days ago, but my sister couldn't come due to something, so I and I Brother-in-law, he didn't say much from the beginning to the end of the meal, he just kept looking at me, and now thinking about it, I still feel hairy."

Zheng Qiuyang didn't think it was a problem: "Are you urged to get married?"

Fang Shiqing nodded sharply: "Yes, yes, how do you know?"

Zheng Qiuyang said as if he had come here: "That's right. Wang Chao said they raised you as a son, and I think so. Parents like to play this game. My mother started urging me to get married last year, and she came here every now and then. This one looks like a neuropathy, but it is actually trying to drive us into a neuropathy, and then obediently submit to marry a wife, to deal with this kind of trick, just ignore them."

Fang Shiqing: "...my brother-in-law is different from your mother."

Zheng Qiuyang said: "What's the difference?"

Fang Shiqing couldn't tell what was different, so he changed the subject: "Let's drink wine."

The commotion didn't end until after twelve o'clock, and the dice were thrown in a circle at the end. The alchemist checked if it was true. If he wanted to be big, he would be small. If he was small, he would be big. It was crooked, and it started to talk loudly, but fortunately, it was still clear-headed.

He stood side by side with Zheng Qiuyang waiting for a taxi. Zheng Qiuyang was better than him, at least he could walk and talk.

A car came over first, Zheng Qiuyang pushed and pushed him into the car, and when he was about to close the door, he felt uneasy and got into the car himself.

Fang Shiqing asked with his tongue out, "What are you doing here?"

Zheng Qiuyang said: "I'll take you back first and then go back to my house. Anyway, it's not easy to take a taxi right now."

Fang Shiqing said "Oh" and fell asleep, leaning against the car window in a drowsy state, his messy half-length maroon curly hair blocking half of his side face.

The more Zheng Qiuyang looked at it, the more he felt that he was right to keep up: "You look too insecure."

Arriving downstairs at Fang Shiqing's house, Zheng Qiuyang pinched Fang Shiqing's face in a mischievous way: "Little beauty, you're home, go upstairs and sleep."

His voice was not loud, but in the dead of night, everything was silent, it sounded like he was shouting all over the neighborhood with a trumpet.

Fang Shiqing's alcohol has passed a little now, and he is much more awake than when he just left the bar. It's just that after sleeping for more than ten or ten minutes, he suddenly woke up with a headache.

He was renting a hotel-style apartment. There were several sets of sofas near the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby of the unit on the first floor, and the taxi was parked just outside.

Zheng Qiuyang glanced at him and said, "Your neighbor is quite interesting... you don't sleep at all, why don't you just sit there and watch the stars?"

Alchemist got used to his neighbors with excess energy early in the morning, without turning his head to look, he got out of the car and said to Zheng Qiuyang: "Then you go home, we can play together when you have time."

Zheng Qiuyang suddenly remembered something, and stuck his head out of the car window: "Hey, how about shooting a gun the day after tomorrow?"

He was talking about wargames, both he and Fang Shiqing liked to play this game, and Fang Shiqing had no time to date several times before.

Alchemist Qing said: "Okay, it happens to be Sunday, the time is long enough, and we can fight from day to night."

The taxi driver turned to look at them with a strange expression on his face.

After saying goodbye and leaving, Fang Shiqing went upstairs and Zheng Qiuyang went home.

The taxi drove a long way before Zheng Qiuyang realized the driver's eyes. "Shooting a gun" really had a different meaning, and the two of them planned to fight from morning till night...

He stared at the back of the driver's head, thinking, Master, you have really wronged you by driving a taxi with such a big brain.

Here Fang Shiqing came to the door of the house frivolously, took out the key and opened the door, when he pulled out the key, he missed it, and the key fell to the ground, he bent down to pick it up, but before he found it, he was picked up by someone. With a push from behind, he threw his body forward and knocked open the locked door, lying on the carpet in the entrance.

Before he realized what was going on, the door of the house was closed, the lights in the corridor were cut off from the outside, and nothing could be seen in the dark room.

But he felt that the person who pushed him... must have come in too.

Burglary? !

He didn't know if the other party was carrying a sharp weapon, so he didn't dare to make a sound or make a big move for a while, and quietly touched the phone in his pocket.

There was the sound of shoe soles rubbing against the carpet by the door, Fang Shiqing immediately lay there motionless and pretended to be dead.

The man took two steps inside, and the footsteps stopped no more than half a meter away from Fang Shiqing's head.

Fang Shiqing's eyes adapted to the darkness, he could see a little better than before, and he could see the outline of the person's feet and legs when he looked straight ahead.

It's a man, maybe a size 45 or 46 shoe.

The man squatted down, and Fang Shiqing's heart rose to his throat.He can see the general outline of the other party, and the other party must be able to see him.

He doesn't have anything that can be used as a weapon on him, he doesn't like to place messy ornaments around the house, and there is nothing near the entrance that can be used.

It's unreliable to fight recklessly, so I still have to escape and ask the security guards for help.

The man stretched out a hand, Fang Shiqing felt that his purpose was probably to strangle his own neck, and in desperation he put his elbow on the ground, and slammed his upper body into the man.

Just knock the other person down to the ground, and then he quickly opens the door and runs out. There is the property's emergency bell two steps away from the door, press it and you will be saved!

As a result, he overestimated his own weight and strength.

He bumped into him, but the person was not knocked down by him, but because he couldn't see, he slammed his face directly into the other's hard chest, the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and he almost cried in pain.

The man stretched out his hand towards him again, so startled that he hurriedly used both hands to block it, and he didn't even block it for three seconds. His two hands were crossed and pressed against his chest, and he couldn't break free. The man touched his face with the other hand, I touched my nose and pinched it, and rubbed the bridge of my nose a few times with my fingers.

Fang Shiqing was a little confused... Didn't the bandit want to strangle him to death?What is this doing again?

After rubbing his nose a few times, it didn't hurt much, but his head froze a bit.

The man looked at him in the dark for a while, then pushed hard with his hands on his chest, he leaned back, and fell on his back on the thick carpet, the man directly pressed over, bowed his head on him A kiss on the face.

Fang Shiqing's eyes were almost out of frame.

Then that person started to touch him through the clothes, touching him everywhere, without any rules or skills, just like his lips, he couldn't kiss, but insisted on kissing.

After being kissed by him for a long time, Fang Shiqing finally blew up: "You perverted pumpkin! How did you find my house!"