The coquettish president was counterattacked

Chu Pei remembered that it was summer.

The prelude to the storm is always lightning and thunder, gusts of wind, the lush banyan tree outside the villa is rustled, the leaves are torn by the midsummer wind, flying and falling all over the sky.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows of Chu Pei's bedroom, he can see the grand scene of nature's face-changing face at a glance, but he has no intention of admiring the artificiality before the downpour. By the side, it hits the soul more directly than the glass shards under his knees.

The destructive force outside the window had an earth-shattering momentum, which happened to be the background music for Gu Lizhao to torture him.

Gu Lizhao threw the desk lamp on the ground, and the glass shards of the lampshade shattered all over the floor. He put a dog collar around Chu Pei's neck, which was a new gift he bought, and made him kneel on the long leash On the pile of glass shards, he only wore a white bath towel around his waist.

If he resisted, Gu Lizhao's belt would not hesitate to yank him, or force him to play more dangerous and exciting games.

Therefore, he compromised again and again. Apart from not wanting to be beaten, the deeper reason was his deep yearning for Gu Lizhao.

He reflected on the horrible experience in the past, and realized that in their relationship, it was not only Gu Lizhao who was perverted, but also Chu Pei. Also quite perverted.

He thought he might be suffering from "Stockholm Syndrome", but the psychologist clearly told him that he didn't.

That time, glass shards pierced into his knees and calves, and the soaked blood made Gu Lizhao surge. In his eyes, it was not blood, but roses blooming on his skin, the boiling blood woven by flowing beautiful red threads. fire.

He gritted his teeth tightly, with bulging veins on his forehead, and resisted the pain in his knees and calves. Without Gu Lizhao's permission, he couldn't stand up.

No matter how long the prelude to the storm lasted, he knelt for a long, long, long time, and when the torrential rain fell, the night covered the sky.

He heard the raindrops hitting the porcelain plate like broken pearls, crisp and loud.

His knees were numb, and there was not a single shard of glass that did not stain his blood.

His face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his long eyelashes wet with sweat were condensed into locks when he lowered his head. He felt Gu Lizhao approaching from the corner of his eye. He thought that Gu Lizhao would help him up and take him to the hospital .

However, Gu Lizhao smiled sullenly, untied the bath towel around his waist, held down his head and yelled at him: "Eat quickly, don't leave a single drop."

Chu Pei: "..."

Thanks to Gu Lizhao who pierced his hope again and again, he was able to accumulate the despair again and again, which became his courage to "leave decisively".

Chu Pei snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers, turned around and sat in the cab to drive home. The painful memory made him more determined to take revenge. Yang Silin's countless missed calls and 99+ WeChat messages were displayed on his phone.

Yang Silin: "We agreed to have dinner at home tonight, where are you now?"

Yang Silin: "My parents are waiting at home, why don't you answer the phone?"

Yang Silin: "Go back and explain to them yourself, I don't care about you."

......

Gu Lizhao sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the shards of glass under his feet. The shards reflected bright light, which was his favorite style.

He lightly stepped on one of the glass shards with his toe, and quickly retracted it in less than a second, the skin and tender flesh still hurt.

He took a closer look and saw that the toe was not punctured.

Bai Yi's call came in: "Hey, brother Zhao, are you okay? I saw Chu Pei drove away."

"It's okay." He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, "I just feel that there is a piece missing in my heart, and my body is not very happy."

Bai Yi was silent for a few seconds, and asked hesitantly, "Then...do you need me to tie him back?"

Gu Lizhao laughed softly: "That's not necessary, you drive the car downstairs, I'm going to the boxing room."

Bai Yi understood: "Understood."

Half an hour later, Gu Lizhao arrived in the boxing room. He was wearing training clothes, boxing gloves and protective gear, and confronted the coach on the ring.

This is Gu Lizhao's personal boxing coach. It is difficult to be his personal trainer. You have to be careful when you are beaten and beaten back. If you are not strong enough, you will be considered careless.

The coach thought he was able to deal with Gu Lizhao's boxing routines with ease, but he didn't expect that Gu Lizhao today is not the same as usual.

Gu Lizhao usually came here to exercise, but today's purpose seems to be purely to vent. Not only did the punches not follow the rules, but he was completely treated as a human sandbag. He was beaten hard and fast. He couldn't get up on the ground, but Gu Lizhao didn't seem to be enjoying himself enough. The blood doubled his pleasure. His eyes were bloodshot and his fists were clean and neat. Bai Yi and another staff member under the ring were stunned.

"Mr. Gu, stop, you will beat him to death!"

The staff yelled loudly, wanting to go to the ring to stop him, but Bai Yi stopped him, "We, Mr. Gu, know how to measure, so don't make your own decisions."

The cold sweat of the staff rolled down one after another.

Probably the strong desire to survive inspired the coach's instinctive counterattack. When Gu Lizhao's fist was about to land on his eyes, the strong man quickly grabbed his fist and pushed it up with all his strength. At the same time, the other hand slapped Gu Lizhao hard on the face.

One is that Gu Lizhao has lost much strength so far, and the other is that the strong man's counterattack was really hard and heavy. He fell on his back, his body stuck to the floor and he didn't want to move at all.

"Brother Zhao."

Bai Yi hurriedly opened the fence of the ring and got in.

At this time, the staff hurriedly helped the coach who was beaten more seriously.

"Don't you want money? How dare you hit the boss hard?" Bai Yi yelled at the coach hysterically.

The coach's face was gloomy and he didn't speak. Most of his body weight was on the staff members. The staff members were worried and scared, and they didn't dare to look Bai Yi in the eyes.

Gu Lizhao waved his hand, his white teeth were stained with blood from the gums when he grinned: "I'm fine."

"Brother Zhao, I'll take you to the hospital right now." Bai Yi was still worried, so she took his arm and put it on her shoulder.

"I don't need to go to the hospital, just go home." Gu Lizhao spat out bloody saliva, then raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, smiling brightly and madly, "I feel much more comfortable physically and mentally now."

With the help of Bai Yi, he approached the coach who was beaten, and he gently hit the opponent's healthy biceps: "The punch was good just now, your medical expenses can be reimbursed, and in addition I will give you another substantial compensation."