The wicked have their own evil

Zitong was at home because of an injury, and the store was temporarily closed.

Zhang Tao didn't know where the news came from, so he personally boiled soup for Zhang Chi to send over.

"Brother, you will pass later, don't be so fierce as before."

"When did I become fierce?"

"You," Zhang Tao said in a low voice, "I've never seen you show someone with a good face. This time, at least he saved you. You have to be gentle."

"have a finger in the pie."

"I don't mind my own business, I'm not here for you."

Zhang Tao's voice was low, Zhang Chi had already staggered away with the insulation box, and didn't hear much of her words.

When he came to Zitong's side, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

He paced outside the door for a while before ringing the doorbell.

Soon, the door was opened.

"Zhang Chi?" Zitong was taken aback unexpectedly, then smiled slightly, "You're here."

Zitong should have just taken a shower, and Zhang Chi even smelled a refreshing and comfortable shower gel.His hair was a little disheveled, and the hair on his forehead fell down, but his face was as clear as jade, but was lined by white pajamas like a gentle breeze, the coldness dissipated, and it was soft and beautiful.

Zhang Chi's mind suddenly became hot, and as soon as he put the insulation box aside, he pressed Zitong against the wall and kissed.He gently pried open his lips and teeth to enter, like someone who has been thirsty for a long time and kept absorbing water.

Zhang Chi's eyeballs slipped to the end of his eyes, he touched the back of Zitong's head, pushed him into the room, and pressed him on the bed.With one hand on the quilt, he urgently took off Zitong's trousers with his left hand, and took out his thing.

Zitong blinked, and lightly clenched the quilt with both fists.

He bent over, knelt down and stepped back slightly, his shoulders arched slightly, and the tip of his teeth moved, licking his tip.

Zitong opened his eyes, made a slight sound, and suddenly moved his body.

"Don't move," Zhang Chi said, and then he asked again, "Does the wound hurt?"

Zitong shook his head.

Zhang Chi laughed suddenly, licked his tip mischievously, stretched out his tongue and twirled flexibly around the folds, and then pushed in, feeling the dick in his mouth getting bigger and bigger.

Zitong Qingjun's face was slightly reddish, and he let out a low moan.

Zhang Chi's legs clamped his sides, he unbuttoned his trousers, took off his trousers to his knees, pressed Zitong's penis against his acupuncture point, and sat down suddenly.

-

After they finished working profusely in sweat, they fell asleep.

When Zitong woke up, it was already the next morning.

He hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. To him before, sleep was like a beast in a flood. After soaking for a long time, it would be swallowed up.This sense of fear is a deep-rooted knot with seeds buried in the bottom of my heart.

It's just that this seed has been gradually pulled out by Zhang Chi.

He picked up the pillow, and as soon as he sat up, he saw Zhang Chi sitting on the woven chair and fell asleep. He was in a deep sleep, with his long legs spread apart, and one hand under his head.He frowned slightly from time to time, and it was obvious that he was not sleeping comfortably.

Zitong held the pillow in her arms and looked at him quietly.He thought he was going to leave, but no.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Before Zhang Chi opened his eyes, he muttered curses.He reluctantly opened his eyelids, and saw Zitong looking down for his slippers.Zhang Chi held his thigh and said, "Lie down, I'll open the door."

He stood up casually, yawned, and just opened the door when he saw Zhang Tao.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Tao quickly smiled, "I'll take back the incubator and take a look at the patient."

Zhang Chi lazily pointed in the direction, then walked back to the room, "The kitchen."

Zhang Tao walked to the kitchen and felt heavy while carrying it.As soon as she opened the lid, she found that there was no shortage of soup at all.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking that didn't she ask her brother to bring it to Zitong to drink last night.

She walked over, intending to complain to Zhang Chi.

"Brother, I didn't ask you..." She stopped abruptly, her eyes rolled away, and she felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

Zitong hugged the pillow, her hair was disheveled, the hair on her forehead fell down, her lips were slightly bruised, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.She was already a child's mother. In this weird and charming atmosphere, she could still see what happened last night.

However, everyone is a visual animal, and Zhang Tao is not surprised, he has a heart of compassion for all beautiful things.

Zitong was originally harmless and beautiful, her right arm hugging the pillow was still wrapped in a white cloth, she looked like a wounded white rabbit, while her elder brother had his arms crossed, with regular facial features and a bit of a rogue Stern.

This made her really unbearable.

She greeted Zitong stammeringly, "Morning."

After finishing speaking, she immediately dragged Zhang Chi to the kitchen.

"Brother, don't do this."

"What about me?" Zhang Chi asked incomprehensibly.

"You, don't be such a beast."

Zhang Chi was taken aback for a moment, and asked with staring eyes, "Why am I just a beast?"

"My sister-in-law is hurt, can't you be gentle?" Zhang Tao even changed her address.

Zhang Chi didn't want to talk to her: "Hurry up and get out."

When he saw Zhang Tao leave, he walked back to the room. He leaned against the door and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Are you cooking?" Zitong asked hesitantly.

Zhang Chi looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Then steamed stuffed buns." Zi Tong immediately said, "Boil them and eat them."

"what about others?"

"No need." Zitong said quickly.

Zhang Chi's footsteps paused, and he asked with a half-smile, "Afraid I'll blow up your kitchen?"

Zitong shook his head hastily and smiled innocently, "How could that be?"

The only problem was that Zhang Chi didn't even cook the buns completely.

-

The injury Zi Tong suffered was nothing to him.

Young Master Chen is best at marksmanship. He can pull the trigger and hit the part he wants to hit with the conditions under various circumstances.

Zitong looked down at the phone. He had a phone call with Chen Bingyan. According to what he said, Chen Bingyan was the best at short spear.With his extreme nature, he said, it was doing him a favor.

Chen Bingyan smiled lightly, "With his temperament, he really needs to be aggressive." He paused, and continued: "Besides, that little injury can't hurt you, so what are you afraid of?"

Zitong said helplessly: "When you called, it really hurt." He suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Are you still looking for Zhou Xiaolin?"

"Look for it," Chen Bingyan said casually, "Of course I have to look for it."

A week has passed, and Zhang Chi comes to take care of him every day.

Just because of his injuries, or because of something else.

In fact, he basically recovered.But if I say this, I'm afraid it will be nothing.

He treats Zhang Chi like he is walking on thin ice.

Zhang Chi doesn't know how to cook and doesn't let him cook.Every day, Aunt Yu asked Aunt Yu to cook an extra portion, and he brought it over for Zitong to eat.

He picked up a piece of meat and put it in Zitong's bowl.

Zitong was unwilling to eat, and suddenly said: "I'm fine."

"Huh?" Zhang Chi said casually.

"My injury is healed," Zitong said, "so, you don't have to come here just to take care of me."

Zhang Chi stopped his chopsticks, stared at him for a while, and then smiled, "Do you really think I'm here to take care of you?"

Zitong blinked, feeling a sudden nervousness in her heart.

Zhang Chi sighed, took off his white cloth, and said, "Don't wrap it up, it's troublesome."

Zitong: "..."

"I'm used to wearing this thing before, do you really think I can't see it?"

Zitong pretended to be calm, and asked: "I don't understand what you mean, since you know, you..." He couldn't continue.

Zhang Chi kissed his lips and ate the rice grains around his lips, "Do you understand?"

Zitong nodded dizzily.

night.

Zhang Chi took Zitong to the garage for supper.

The people present were chaotic and lively, but they stopped their voices when they saw Zhang Chi and Zi Tong approaching.

Zhang Chi hooked the chair, let Zi Tong sit down first, and then he sat down.

Ah Chen and the other brothers who knew Zi Tong were silent, but after this incident, they probably understood.

Shen Hua smiled beside him, but didn't speak.

Ah Chen was the first to speak, "Boss, he..."

Zhang Chi glanced at him and said, "My sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law." Wanzi imitated Zhang Chi's speech like a repeater.

The people present were silent for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Oh, Wanzi, you can't be called sister-in-law." Zhang Tao said.

Wanzi opened his ignorant eyes and looked at Zhang Tao.

"You should be called..." Zhang Tao stopped and asked Xu Feiyuan: "What should you call Wanzi?"

Xu Feiyuan coughed a few times, but did not speak.

Zitong smiled shallowly at the side, thinking, let's live like this for the rest of my life.