After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

"Brother Zheng." Qin Zhou was about to laugh angrily, "I said I would not accompany you."

Zheng Hongkai put the scented candle on the bedside table, walked over, and said unhurriedly: "Boss Yuan has played with it, what are you pretending to be?"

"You have a grandma in your family, don't you think about your grandma?"

"It costs a lot of money to treat the elderly, can you afford it?"

After Qin Zhou heard it, he was silent for a while.

He really couldn't afford grandma's medical expenses.

When Zheng Hongkai saw Qin Zhou like this, he thought that Qin Zhou had been persuaded by him.

"Anyway, be more obedient." Zheng Hongkai continued to persuade, "If you serve well, the benefits will be indispensable."

Qin Zhou still didn't speak, just curled up on the bed, breathing more and more heavily.

Zheng Hongkai took another sexy uniform and threw it on the bed, and said, "You change your clothes first, the little boss is still playing there, and he will come directly when the time comes."

Qin Zhou propped himself up a little, raised his hand slowly, picked up the sexy clothes, and found that it was a set of servant clothes.

The valet was made of scant fabric and came with a pair of thongs.

Zheng Hongkai also turned around, ready to wait for Qin Zhou to change his clothes.

Zheng Hongkai came to the side, heard the rustling sound behind him, took out his phone again, and checked the news.

And just when Zheng Hongkai was about to reply to the message, suddenly a strong force came from the back of his head, and a sharp pain came.

"Qin Zhou!" Zheng Hongkai held the back of his head and turned his head quickly.

But as soon as Zheng Hongkai turned his head, his vision was suddenly dark, and his head was covered.

Qin Zhou directly put the sexy uniform on Zheng Hongkai's head, kicked Zheng Hongkai down with almost all his strength, and ran towards the door without waiting for the opponent's reaction.

Zheng Hongkai clutched his lower body, suddenly couldn't straighten up because of the pain, and quickly supported the table to stabilize his body.

Zheng Hongkai turned his head, saw Qin Zhou was about to run away, and roared angrily: "Come back!"

Qin Zhou had already pushed open the door, came to the corridor, leaned on the wall, and ran forward stumblingly.

It was very quiet in the corridor, no one was around.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, Qin Zhou pulled his clothes a little irritably, and opened the neckline a little.

His head was still dizzy, and Qin Zhou leaned against the wall, a little weak.

But he didn't dare to stop, for fear that the agent would come to him.

Qin Zhou continued to walk forward aimlessly, thinking of leaving here.

It's just that this floor is so big that you can't even find an elevator.

There was a bathroom just ahead, and Qin Zhou hid in it.

Qin Zhou rushed to the sink and quickly washed his face with cold water, feeling a little more awake.

Qin Zhou leaned against the wall, took out his mobile phone, and saw many missed calls from Jiang Lin on the mobile phone.

Qin Zhou quickly called back, and the call was quickly connected.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Lin said: "Brother Zhou, I'm already here, where are you? I just called Sister Su Su, but Sister Su Su said that she separated from you..."

On the phone, Jiang Lin was rambling.

It's just that Qin Zhou couldn't concentrate, and couldn't even hear what Jiang Lin said.

Qin Zhou panted and said, "Jiang Lin, take me to the hospital..."

Jiang Lin sensed something was wrong, and quickly asked, "Brother Zhou, what's wrong?"

"I've been drugged." Qin Zhou leaned against the wall, slumped down weakly, sat on the ground, and repeated: "Send me to the hospital..."

When Jiang Lin heard this, he immediately became anxious, "Brother Zhou, where are you!"

Qin Zhou leaned against the wall weakly, and whispered: "It seems to be the twelfth floor... I'm in the bathroom..."

"Okay, okay!" Jiang Lin hurriedly walked towards the elevator, and said, "Brother Zhou, don't hang up! I'm coming here now!"

Qin Zhou responded, but didn't hang up the phone.

It's just that the heat in his body suddenly came out again, and Qin Zhou felt a little dazed for a moment.

When was he drugged?

He obviously didn't leave his seat during the dinner party, and he also paid attention to the cup when drinking.

But even so, he was still drugged.

Qin Zhou recalled it for a while, and suddenly remembered that when he was at the dining table, the manager went to get the tissue on the table, which blocked his view.

It is estimated that when the agent took the tissue, he put the medicine in his bowl.

Qin Zhou closed his eyes, bit his wrist hard, and stayed awake.

On the phone, Jiang Lin quickly shouted: "Brother Zhou! I'm on the twelfth floor! Just hold on, I'm coming!"

Qin Zhou sat on the ground with his eyes closed, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

The phone slipped from the palm of his hand, Qin Zhou couldn't help tearing off his clothes a little more, curled up into a ball, his eyes were red from the torture of lust.

"Brother Zhou!" Jiang Lin yelled on the phone, "Brother Zhou, which bathroom are you in? Are there any signs around?"

Jiang Lin had already reached the twelfth floor and looked for it in the corridor.

It's just that no one answered the phone, and only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.

Jiang Lin became flustered for a while, and hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou! Can you hear me?"

There was still no answer on the phone.

However, the twelfth floor was too big, and Jiang Lin didn't know which bathroom Qin Zhou was in, so he yelled in the corridor.

"Brother Zhou—"

Jiang Lin looked for the bathroom everywhere.

It's just that he was not very lucky. He searched for several restrooms, but there was no one there.

Jiang Lin had already given up making calls, and continued to shout in the corridor: "Brother Zhou——"

And just as Jiang Lin passed the activity room, the door next to him opened.

A son poked his head out from inside and called out, "Jiang Lin?"

Jiang Lin looked back and recognized that this person belonged to the Qi family.

And that son also smiled: "It's really you, I just said how I heard your voice."

Qi Shao came over, grabbed Jiang Lin's shoulders, and asked, "Do you want to come in and play?"

"No, no, I'm here to find someone." Jiang Lin waved his hands quickly.

"Who are you looking for? Young Master He?" Qi Shao looked over in surprise, "We have booked this floor today."

"Packed?" Jiang Lin was taken aback, "But my friend said it was on the twelfth floor..."

"Which friend? Did I know him?" Qi Shao smiled, "I called this floor, there is no one else."

Jiang Lin was in a hurry to find someone, and hurriedly said, "Then I'll go and look elsewhere."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Lin turned around and searched again in the corridor.

"Brother Zhou—Brother Zhou—"

Jiang Lin yelled several times, and then went to the elevator, ready to go to the first floor to adjust the surveillance.

At the same time, in the bathroom not far from the activity room, Qin Zhou opened his eyes.

He seems to have heard Jiang Lin's voice...

Qin Zhou propped himself up, but the tide of emotion surged up in his body, and the tingling itchiness ran wildly in his body.

Qin Zhou snorted suddenly, almost holding his last breath, got up and went to the corridor outside.

As long as he goes out, he can see Jiang Lin...

Qin Zhou held the phone, wanting to talk to Jiang Lin.It's just that Qin Zhou just picked up the phone and accidentally touched the end button by mistake, and the call ended.

Qin Zhou originally wanted to call back, but his vision became a little blurred, and he couldn't concentrate at all. He couldn't even read the characters on the phone screen clearly.

Qin Zhou leaned against the wall and walked slowly step by step.

The voice he just heard seems to be here...

Qin Zhou moved slowly, but his body became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer move.

Qin Zhou had no choice but to lean against the wall, stop and rest first.

Twelfth floor, in the activity room.

Qi Shao returned to the game table and said to the man next to him, "He Shao, I just ran into Jiang Lin."

He Yang casually played with a chip, and responded.

"He seems to be looking for a friend. I don't know who he is looking for, but he has found the twelfth floor..." Qi Shao couldn't help shaking his head, and asked again: "Is Young Master He still playing?"

He Yang was not interested, so he put down his chips, leaned back on the chair lazily, "I'm not playing anymore."

At this moment, a servant pretending to be a boy came over, ready to pour wine for the guests at the gaming table.

The little boy ran straight into He Yang's arms with his wine glass, and the wine glass in his hand accidentally fell on He Yang's shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The little boy quickly bowed his head to apologize, then took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped He Yang's chest.

But rubbing and rubbing, the movements of the little boy's hands were a bit dishonest. When he touched the button of the man's shirt, he seemed to be about to unbutton it.

He Yang frowned, grabbed the other's wrist, and pushed him away mercilessly, "Don't touch me."

The little boy took a few steps back and looked at the man with some grievances, his eyes were wet and he looked pitiful.

But He Yang didn't even look at the other party, he just looked down at his stained shirt with a displeased expression.

He Yang got up straight away and walked towards the door, as if he was about to leave.

Qi Shao glanced at the little boy on the ground, and said coldly, "Don't come next time."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The little boy knelt on the ground and quickly apologized to Young Master Qi.

Qi Shao ignored the little star on the ground, took the wine glass, and drank it leisurely.

A boy next to him immediately said, "Young Master Qi, what's the matter with you? Two little boys came to harass Young Master He today."

Qi Shao sighed: "These little stars want to climb on the bed and want to go crazy, even He Shao dares to touch porcelain..."

"I see, even if someone climbs on the bed with their clothes off, Young Master He won't bother..."

"Definitely ignore it, who doesn't know that Young Master He is annoyed by this kind of bed-climbing little star..."

The young masters murmured in low voices.

But He Yang had already come to the door and opened the door.

But the moment the door opened, a figure fell in from outside the door and crashed into He Yang's arms.

At the gaming table, the young masters also saw this scene, and they were no strangers to this kind of flirtation.

"Hey, why is there another hugger..."

"Young Master He is still more attractive."

"It's a pity, Young Master He doesn't know how to sympathize with others."

A group of sons and brothers looked at the door with great interest, as if they were watching the excitement.

Everyone is waiting.

Wait for the man to push the starlet away.

And the man with a cold face did stretch out his hand and pulled the person in his arms away a little.

But in the next second, the man picked up the little star.

The man's movements were very careful, as if he was holding a lost and recovered treasure, he turned and left.

In the corridor, He Yang hugged the person in his arms and walked forward.

Qin Zhou leaned against the man's chest, tightly grasped the man's arm with his fingertips, and said, "Mr. He, please take me to the hospital..."

Qin Zhou's voice sounded weak, almost exhausted.

He Yang lowered his head and glanced at the young man in his arms.

There was still an unnatural flush on the young man's face, his eyes were wet, his collar had been torn open, and he looked very embarrassed.

He Yang didn't say anything, just carried the young man to the suite and put the young man on the bed.

Qin Zhou refused to lie down, propped himself up, and said, "Mr. He, please borrow the bathroom, I can just take a cold shower..."

But before Qin Zhou could get up, the man pushed him back on the bed again.

He Yang stood by the bed, slowly loosening his tie.

Qin Zhou glanced at the man beside the bed, then took out his phone, and quickly called Jiang Lin while his mind was still relatively clear.

As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Lin's voice came over.

"Brother Zhou! Where are you! I'm just about to adjust the monitoring!"

Qin Zhou replied, "I just met Mr. He."

"Huh?" Jiang Lin was stunned.

Qin Zhou said again: "Come and pick me up and take me to the hospital."

"Okay, okay!" Jiang Lin quickly responded, and asked again: "Brother Zhou, which room are you in! I'll come over now!"

But before Qin Zhou could reply, the phone was taken away.

He Yang took the phone and said coldly: "You don't need to come over—"

After speaking, He Yang hung up the phone directly.

Qin Zhou lay on the bed and said, "Mr. He, I've been drugged now."

"But you didn't take me to the hospital, and you didn't let Jiang Lin pick me up..."

Having said that, Qin Zhou paused for a moment, and then continued: "I don't mind a one-night stand. Let's see if Mr. He minds."

He Yang remained silent, threw the tie aside, leaned over, pressed him up, and kissed the young man's neck.

Small kisses slid down the neck all the way.

Qin Zhou closed his eyes, and because of the man's movements, he felt the heat in his body become stronger than before.

Qin Zhou reached out and put his arm around the man's neck, cooperating with the man's movements.

Clothes fell off the ground one by one, and the temperature in the room was getting higher and higher.

Suddenly thought of something, Qin Zhou opened his eyes and reminded: "Mr. He, wear a condom."

"No." He Yang held the young man's hand and leaned over again, wanting to kiss him.

It's just that He Yang just touched his lips, but the young man turned his head to avoid the touch.

"Don't kiss." Qin Zhou panted heavily, "just go to bed."

He Yang frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, touched the corner of the young man's eyes with his fingertips, and stroked them lightly.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with mist, full of lust.

He Yang leaned over, kissed the corner of his eyes, and called out in a low voice: "Yanyan."

Qin Zhou closed his eyes and ignored it.

"Yanyan... Banyan..." the man shouted over and over again, and kissed the young man's face.

Gradually, the man kissed the corner of his mouth, and stuck out the tip of his tongue again, wanting to go deeper.

But Qin Zhou still avoided it, raised his hand slightly, and rested his fingertips on the man's chest.

Qin Zhou raised his head, looked at the man on his body, and laughed.

"Mr. He, it's just a one-night stand."

"No kissing."