The gold master's father is not easy to be

Chu Xing also thought about keeping a pet, but because he often goes out and has no time to take care of it, there are no friends who can help here. After all, a life must be treated with caution.

"Have you ever heard that love is made, how about we try?"

Chu Xing's thoughts were still on the pet, and when he heard him say this suddenly, he didn't react for a while, and asked with some astonishment: "What?"

Zhou Cheng walked back to him, two slender and straight legs under the bath towel, the muscles were tight and strong, standing like this made Chu Xing a little short of breath.

"Shall we try together?"

The voice that has exaggerated different emotions is hoarse and seductive, but it also feels more oppressive. Chu Xing's face turned red and blue, and this kind of person...

The storm in Zhou Cheng's eyes calmed down under Chu Xing's silence, he raised his hand and rubbed his still wet hair, and exhaled: "I've had enough wine, go back and rest."

It was the first time for Chu Xing to be chased back by someone. He stood up and walked to the door, and looked back. For some reason, seeing this person's back was lost, and there were many complexities in his heart.

As soon as the door was opened and closed, Zhou Cheng sat down dejectedly. Sure enough, one should not be too greedy, as long as he can kiss him a few more times, he should be content. As for the rest, it is better to take his time.

When Chu Xing returned home weakly, he saw his father sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette. He froze for a moment, and sat down flatteringly: "Dad, why don't you sleep?"

Father Chu smelled the alcohol on his body, frowned and said, "Have you been drinking? What's wrong with your mouth?"

Chu Xing touched it, smiled and said it was all right.

Father Chu didn't make a sound and drank tea quietly, while Chu Xing sat on the side as if following a curse, and didn't dare to move.

"Scared like a ghost. If you were really afraid of your father, you wouldn't dare to make trouble like this. Are you really determined?"

Chu Xing smiled awkwardly: "Dad, you are from here. You can't force it if you like it or not. What do you think? I want to live alone. If you are worried about me, I will adopt a child. What do you think?"

"No, let's not talk about this for now. I don't think that Zhao Zhigang is a good person. There is no guarantee that he will make trouble again. You have to find a way to solve it as soon as possible. We can't afford to lose face with you. Some things can't be hidden."

This matter has always been on his mind, Chu Xing has no good way in his mind, just like a person who was bitten by a dog, is it possible that an adult can bite the dog back?Just torn his face, a man with shoes can't beat a barefoot one, after all, he had many scruples and didn't dare to move too much.

What Chu Xing didn't expect was that the troublemaker didn't come, but the video of Zhou Cheng's beating was posted on the Internet, and it exploded for a while, and all the good and bad words fell like hailstones, not just Zhou Cheng who hadn't been in trouble for a few years. Weibo, which is full of weeds, even Zhou's official blog has been besieged by countless messages.

The one who said good things was Zhou Cheng's brainless fan, and the one who said sour words insisted on his sentence "Don't dirty his car, everyone is equal these days, one person is not worth as much as a car, rich people are really cool."

When Chu Xing went to the company and sat there swiping his phone, his ears were full of discussions about this matter.

Xi Yao came in from the outside, glanced at the content on Chu Xing's phone, and sneered: "Brother Chu, are you worried about him? My brother still doesn't know? He has always been shameless, and he never paid attention to what outsiders said. A gust of wind , It will pass soon. But... I see, why are you still in it? If I pull you in...with my brother, it's fine."

After thinking about it, Chu Xing still sent a text message to Zhou Cheng to show his concern.

Zhou Cheng was busy dealing with the accumulated affairs, and he didn't answer when he heard the phone ringing. He took it over to take a look when he was drinking water. He was a little surprised to see that the sender was Chu Xing, but more happy.

It seems that there will be more kisses in the future. Hasn't the relationship between the two improved a lot?There will be a chance to get closer in the future.

He remembered everything that happened that day. Weibo wasn't very useful at first, but he applied for a small account because he wanted to see someone's updates. As for the large account, if it wasn't for the same password, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to log in.

He didn't care about the comments, with a smile on his face, he typed the next line unhurriedly: "If you trouble my friend, it depends on whether I agree or not."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that standing next to Zhou Cheng was Chu Xing. How did this little popular ten-line artist know such a famous person?What a surprise.

But for Chu Xing's fans, they were very excited. They spontaneously classified the beaten person as an 'enemy', and grouped together to speak out for Zhou Cheng. For a while, there was a lot of excitement on the Internet.

Only Luo Tianyu was very angry when he saw the circulating video and Zhou Cheng's similar response. He wanted to smash everything he could see. In the messy home, he was the only one sitting on the sofa with his eyes blank.

Outsiders don't know it, but he knows it best. Since Zhou Cheng specifically said this, it shows that Chu Xing is unusual in his eyes. From now on, Chu Xing will be protected from the wind and rain under his wings. Who dares to trouble Chu Xing?

He has known Zhou Cheng for several years, and there are not many friends he has personally recognized. Although he is close to Zhou Cheng, he also knows that Zhou Cheng's friends are different, and he can make Zhou Cheng like Qiao Hui. He is afraid that it will be impossible for him to be completely heart-to-heart in this life, but why is Chu Xing enough?

Not reconciled, full of not reconciled.

The more he thought about it, the more he hated it. He wished that Zhao Zhigang would mess with him right now, but he was so angry right now, he was afraid that if he accidentally showed his feet, he would be caught by Zhou Cheng instead, and his life would be difficult.

No matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to endure it.

Chu Xing didn't think much, but Zhao Zhigang had to jump out at some point in his heart.How can Zhao Zhigang be completely frightened by himself?He had to figure out a way.

Although Chu's father and Chu's mother came, Chu Xing couldn't accompany him, but he sat in the company until the afternoon and had nothing to do. When he returned home, the smell of food was already wafting in the room.

Although there was a bit of trouble in the first two days, my parents never mentioned it again, and the atmosphere among the family eased a lot.

"What are you doing today?" He walked into the kitchen and smelled the spicy smell and laughed: "Do you want to make hot pot?"

Chu's mother looked over and smiled: "Yes, your father and I have prepared the ingredients. Go and see if your friend is back? Please come over and eat together. Our family has nothing good, so this is the only thing we can sell .”

Chu Xing stood there in a daze, Chu Ma saw him in a daze, and urged: "What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and invite someone. If it's late, they have a dinner, so much food, the three of us can't finish the rest Oh no."

Chu Xing hadn't seen him in the past two days, and he didn't know if he was still in the company at the moment. He didn't send text messages sincerely, so he made a phone call.

Zhou Cheng didn't bother to go home after a busy day. He wanted to find a place to make up for it. Everyone was in the restaurant. When he received a call from Chu Xing, it went without saying that he left and rushed home.

The author has something to say: Thank you for adding a favorite to the new article. The plot I think is very exciting and full of enthusiasm.

Now I feel that it is too risky to try, I am not suitable for writing urban articles, I can feel it myself.

Although it is important to overcome difficulties, it is really a bit of a blow when it is cold and winter.

Hungry ghosts go down the mountain, what should I say?I prefer the kind of people who are low in the mud and turn over, with a rustic look, but they can't be beaten to death or trampled.

Thank you very much everyone, my aunt came today, I have a headache, the inaccurate date is very torturous, but I still make it up, I will try my best to adjust the number of words in these two days.