The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in a low voice, "I really want to dig it out to see if you have no heart."

"You're drunk."

"I was drunk, but not drunk."

Zitong looked at his right arm, it was not bandaged yet, and the blood gradually overflowed again, he asked, "Do you still care about your wound?"

"I can't die anyway." He said angrily.

Zi Tong didn't dare to move, Zhang Chi was often injured, he was afraid of hitting some of his wounds like last time.

"Get up, I'll bandage your wound again." Zitong wanted to move, but was bound tightly, and gave up after thinking about it.

Zhang Chi remained motionless, staring straight at him with torch-like eyes, as if he wanted to see something from his face, then his face darkened like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he whispered: "Don't fucking treat me Sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's hot, is I so easy to fool around?"

"You mean, I can also drive you away now?"

"Don't even think about it."

Zitong couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "I'll just talk casually."

Zhang Chi's throat rolled, and he held Zitong's hand tighter and tighter, and opened his mouth slightly: "What are you, to me..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Zitong understood what he meant and cut him off: "I don't need any restraint."

Zhang Chi tilted his head and looked at him quietly.

Zitong seemed to be thinking of something, looked at him with complicated eyes, and said, "I still have things to do, and I don't want any worries."

Zhang Chi was dissatisfied with this statement, and snorted coldly: "Are all the ways of rejecting people so novel now?"

He said helplessly, "I'm serious."

"Then I can help you,"

"You can't help."

"If you don't fucking tell me, I..."

"You won't be able to help." Zi Tong flatly refused without leaving any room.

Boss Zhang felt very upset when he heard this, and wanted to grind his teeth in anger, wishing to bite him to death.Zitong was wearing silk pajamas, and when Zhang Chi pushed him to the ground, the collar of the nightgown was easily tilted to one side, and the hollow of his right shoulder was clearly visible.Zhang Chi directly bit his collarbone under his right shoulder, neither light nor heavy, until he left two rows of teeth marks, and then let go of his mouth mercifully.

"Hmm..." Zitong felt the pain, and said helplessly, "Are you a dog?"

He pressed his tongue against his teeth, revealing two rows of white teeth, his voice was low and gentle: "Yes, then do you know what the dog will do next?"

The vigilant alarm clock in Zitong's heart rang: "...don't mess around."

"I like licking the most, licking the wound first." Boss Zhang seemed to be very playful, licking up and down the tooth marks that were just bitten, made two "smashing" sounds, and then slowly transferred to the ear, gently biting his earlobe, She joked: "Then there is the face, do you like to be licked on the right cheek or the left cheek?

Zitong closed his eyes and endured it, and said: "...I don't like it, come down."

Zhang Chi shrugged and said, "If you say something nice, I'll come down."

"..." Zitong pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"Okay, if you don't say it, let me say it," Boss Zhang half-closed his eyes, his tone became serious and domineering: "Listen to me, I can do whatever you say, and I will be raped by you." , I am willing, the first time I ask for it, the second time you don't want to deny it, if you want to dump me, don't you fucking think it's that easy."

"So, you are dependent?"

Zhang Chi smiled viciously, and patted his fair cheek lightly: "Of course, didn't you have a lot of fun with me, have you thought about the consequences?"

Zhang Chi spoke too directly and neatly, and Zitong couldn't get used to it, his face flashed awkwardly, and he paused before saying: "You're right, don't..."

"What's wrong with me? Huh?" Zhang Chi grinned and said in a low voice, "Will I do it for you?"

"No, need..."

Zhang Chi really didn't ask for his opinion, his right hand directly penetrated into Zitong's lower body, trying to loosen his pajama pants restlessly.Suddenly the white gauze tore open, blood dripped onto Zitong's pajama pants, he gritted his teeth in pain: "Fuck, damn it."

"...Do you know it hurts now?"

"It's okay, I still have my left hand. I will help you with my left hand?"

Zitong: "...the left hand is suitable for opening the door and going out."

-

Zhang Chi's skin is so thick that he can make a layered bottom, so he stayed happily that night.He looked at his right arm, which was wrapped into a big rice dumpling. It was inconvenient to eat, move, and do anything. He overly suspected that Zitong was taking the opportunity to retaliate.Then, Zitong suspected that he was drunk, and forced him to drink several bowls of hangover soup.

What happened next, he somehow was persuaded by Zitong, and he slept on the sofa all night in a daze.

"Hello." Zhu Yuanyuan sat in front of him, disturbed his thoughts, and looked at him with her hands on her chin.

Zhang Chi glanced at her and ignored her.

"What's the relationship between you and my boss?" Zhu Yuanyuan's big round eyes couldn't stop being curious and excited.

"..." Hearing this question, Zhang Chi's egg ached.It's not that he can't answer, but he really doesn't know what answer to give.

friend?no.

friends with benefits?twice.

object?decline.

……Oh shit.

He pushed the empty bowl forward vigorously, pretending to be vicious, and said, "Little brat, what's the matter with you?"

Based on previous knowledge, Zhu Yuanyuan felt that Zhang Chi's ferocity could never be blamed on her, so she plucked up the courage and curiosity killed the cat.

"Are you chasing our boss?"

"So what?" Zhang Chi glanced at her and stretched his waist. Anyway, being idle is boring, so it's better to chatter, maybe he can come up with something else.

Zhu Yuanyuan nodded, and praised her boss happily with her face on her face: "That's true, the boss looks better than many celebrities."

"how about you?"

Zhu Yuanyuan thought for a while, and said, "Don't, the boss is too cold, and this little girl can't handle it."

"Then can I do it?" Zhang Chi pointed to himself.

Zhu Yuanyuan smirked, gave him an expression, and understood it by himself.

Zhang Chi: "..."

Seeing Boss Zhang staring at her fiercely like a tiger, she shuddered and added, "I mean, the boss is a very serious person, and you are a member of the underworld. We can't go together."

These words pierced his heart. He smiled and lowered his voice to threaten: "Then do you know what the underworld does? A child who speaks carelessly is easily torn to pieces."

Zhu Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide, and her voice trembled excitedly: "Is this what the underworld is like now?"

Zhang Chi: "..."

"What are you doing?" Zi Tong came over, his rare gentle eyebrows, perfect lip line slightly upward, wearing a green apron, slightly lowered his head, looks very good, Zhang Chi really likes it no matter what.

Before he could appreciate it enough, he heard Zhu Yuanyuan's voice complaining.

"Boss, he said he was going to chop me up."

Zhang Chi: "..."

"Ok?"

"I'm going to work first." Zhu Yuanyuan dropped the last sentence and slipped away with a whoosh.

Zitong looked at him and said, "Why are you scaring my employees?"

Zhang Chi scratched his forehead, grinned flatteringly and said, "I'll just talk casually."

Zitong said helplessly: "Can I say this casually?"

Zhang Chi stood up with three fingers and said, "I won't say it next time, I really won't say it."

Zhou Xiaolin who was behind him felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw the boss's inexplicable cowardice.

"Why did you go out so early today?"

Zi Tong rubbed his sore temples: "An employee resigned, I have to go out early to get the goods in."

"Look for me." Zhang Chi pointed to himself, and said, "I will work as a coolie for you. You don't need a salary, and you only need to include food and shelter."

Zitong: "...I have no place for you to live."

Zhang Chi said seriously: "The place I lived in yesterday was pretty good, it's acceptable."

Zitong: "..."

Zhang Chi pointed to the men in black behind him. In order to chase his wife, he betrayed his brothers without hesitation, and said, "If you are too busy, you can call them over."

The brothers retracted their ears, buried their heads and drank the sugar water as if nothing had happened.

Zitong looked at them and said blankly, "I don't think this will help my store."

"What do you mean?"

There was a couple outside the door who were about to step into the store, looked in Zhang Chi's direction, then retracted their feet, closed the door tremblingly, and left.

Zitong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhang Chi looked at his brother, all dressed in sunglasses, black shirt and black trousers, with no expression on his face, and a majestic gangster posture, with a compelling aura, which is somewhat useful for scaring people.

"...Take off your glasses."

A bald boy with a scar on his face said in bewilderment, "Boss, didn't you say that you are showing off your aura?"

This elm head!Zhang Chi kicked over, gritted his teeth and said, "Do it."

"Oh."

Zitong: "This is just a small shop. You can easily scare away my customers by dressing like this."

Zhang Chi immediately said, "I'll go back and change the clothes later."

Zitong nodded, and when he turned back to the kitchen, Zhang Chi grabbed his wrist with one hand and asked with a grin, "Then what do you usually do for lunch?"

"Eat in the kitchen."

"I'm not going back at noon, cook my share." Boss Zhang salivated.

Zitong remained expressionless: "...there are not enough seats."

Boss Zhang is easy to handle thick-skinned: "Didn't you leave alone just now, and I just made it up."

Zitong: "..." He looked at the empty bowl on the table, resisting the urge to hit him with it.

Zhou Xiaolin waited until Zitong had left before turning his face and whispering, "Boss."

Little did he know that Zhang Chi, who had just escaped a catastrophe, was leaning back in the chair, staring at his tall figure with rippling eyes.

"Say."

"Haven't you dealt with sister-in-law yet?"

Another sentence stabbed him in the heart, he turned his head, and said in a dark voice: "Zhou Xiaolin, do you want me to sew your mouth shut."

Zhou Xiaolin hurriedly made a movement of zipping his lips, indicating that it had been sewn on.Within a few minutes, he couldn't help but speak again: "Then do I have to continue calling sister-in-law?"

"Shout."

"Oh," Zhou Xiaolin rubbed his nose, and said a few more words: "Boss, can you stay here for a while?"

"Why can't it work, do you know what this is?" Boss Zhang pointed to the right side of his head, which was the small scar that Zitong smashed with a bowl before.

Zhou Xiaolin shook his head in a daze.

"A symbol of love." Boss Zhang said happily.

Zhou Xiaolin: "..."

He is simply willing to bow down, boss, you are awesome.