Ways to Conquer Aquaman

Fortunately, Zhong Chuheng unscrewed the screws of the anti-theft window in time and escaped in time.

There was nothing serious about the three of them.

Du Yiliu woke up quickly after being rescued, because Zhong Chuheng handled it properly, her body function did not cause much damage, and she could be discharged from the hospital after staying for a day.

And what she described was not much different from what Zhong Chuheng expected before.

Because Du Yiliu lived in a commercial street, and she didn't have a strong family background, she was targeted by Zheng Hongshen and became his tool for revenge.

Zheng Hongshen threatened her that in addition to those photos, he also took videos.

If he doesn't come to the appointment, he will post those videos on various public forums.

Under strong pressure, Du Yiliu had no choice but to keep the appointment.

It's just that what Zheng Hongshen didn't expect was that what Zheng Hongshen wanted was not just her body, but her life.

She drank water containing sleeping pills and passed out.

Fortunately, Zhong Chuheng and Shen Moyan discovered it in time and saved her life.

She told the police who came to investigate everything she knew, and also provided the recording of the conversation between Zheng Hongshen and her.

At that time, Zheng Hongshen had an accident, so she also kept an extra mind. This conversation also became strong evidence for the police to arrest Zheng Hongshen.

On the same day, the police stopped Zheng Hongshen, who was trying to board a plane flying abroad, and brought him to justice.

On Zhong Chuheng's side, although there were burn marks on his leg, but because the area was small and the injury was not an important functional area, the problem was not very big.

However, after all, it is a burn, and there is still the possibility of infection.

Therefore, according to what the doctor said, Zhong Chuheng must rest well these few days, move less, rest more, and change his medicine in time.

In order not to worry his family members, and to prevent debt collectors from coming to the door at any time, Zhong Chuheng did not tell Zhong Xiaoyan and the others about the burn.

And Shen Moyan naturally shouldered the responsibility of taking care of Zhong Chuheng.

Although Shen Moyan lacked love since he was a child, he grew up in a wealthy family after all. The housework was done by servants since he was a child. This time when Zhong Chuheng was injured, he almost learned from scratch.

Perhaps it was because the object was Zhong Chuheng, even though it was hard work, Shen Moyan never tired of doing it.

Of course, there were also a lot of jokes.

For example, make a breakfast, turn the kitchen into an earthquake site, do some laundry, make the whole bathroom flood with gold, etc.

Looking at Shen Moyan like this, Zhong Chuheng was both funny and distressed.

"Okay, stop torturing yourself."

He reached out and patted Shen Moyan's body,

"I'll just do the housework, and you just go on with your business."

"How does this work?"

After hearing Zhong Chuheng's words, Shen Moyan immediately protested,

"Didn't the doctor tell you to lie on the bed and rest?"

"I am recuperating, not paralyzed in bed."

Zhong Chuheng looked at Shen Moyan, "I can still do simple housework, such as cooking porridge."

Shen Moyan couldn't help but frowned,

"Are you disgusted that my cooking is not delicious?"

The corner of Zhong Chuheng's mouth twitched immediately.

He didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Hearing Shen Moyan's firm expression,

"Since you said it's a simple housework, then I must be able to do it too."

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Zhong Chuheng's shoulder, and pressed his body back, "You are now a wounded and sick person, you must be obedient, so that you can recover quickly!"

Zhong Chuheng's expression was complicated.

After a burst of pinging and bang, Shen Moyan finally managed to bring out a bowl of porridge.

Looking at this bowl of porridge, Zhong Chuheng felt a little uneasy.

The color looks ok, not sure what the taste...will be like.

He remembered that he had eaten sweet, salty, and even sour ones two days ago.

He reached out to take the bowl from Shen Moyan's hand, but Shen Moyan blocked his hand, "Don't move, I'll feed you."

"You come to feed... me?"

Zhong Chuheng felt the corner of his mouth twitch again,

"No need?"

What he hurt was not his hand, but his leg!And it's almost there.

"Stop talking nonsense."

With that said, Shen Moyan picked up the spoon and gently scraped a little of the porridge.

Then, he put it near his mouth and blew carefully, and then slowly reached out to Zhong Chuheng.

Zhong Chuheng had no choice but to open his mouth.

After putting it in his mouth, he tasted it slowly, then raised his head to look at Shen Moyan.

"How about it?"

Shen Moyan said nervously.

"It's delicious."

Zhong Chuheng looked at Shen Moyan with a smile, "Are you going to pay homage to your teacher?"

Shen Moyan blushed slightly, "I asked the owner of the Wumi porridge shop for advice."

Zhong Chuheng was taken aback for a moment,

"Umi porridge shop?"

Shen Moyan responded, and introduced this restaurant to Zhong Chuheng. The Wumi porridge shop is actually just a mobile dining car, and what he sells is only porridge. Even so, his business is still very prosperous, and there are many customers. Under Shen Moyan's kind invitation, he agreed to join the food court.

Zhong Chuheng nodded as if suddenly enlightened, showing a look of surprise, "So, you are still preparing for the food court brand these few days?"

Shen Moyan nodded, but his expression became more determined,

"Now that we have decided to create our own brand, we must strive for excellence and do our best."

Zhong Chuheng couldn't help laughing,

"Then the owner of the Wumi porridge shop gave you the secret of cooking porridge, isn't he afraid that you will steal the teacher?"

"How come?" Shen Moyan smiled slightly,

"After all, I am the future boss of this food court. Naturally, I must understand the production methods of all the delicacies under the banner, so that I can entertain customers with confidence, don't I?"

As he spoke, he patted Zhong Chuheng on the shoulder,

"So, don't be too polite. From now on, all three meals at home will be entrusted to me. I promise that they will be delicious in color, fragrance and taste, and they will never be the same."

Looking at Shen Moyan like this, Zhong Chuheng couldn't help but feel his heart move.

At the same time, the bowl of porridge in Shen Moyan's hands had bottomed out.

He cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, looked at Zhong Chuheng,

"are you full?"

I saw Zhong Chuheng laughing lowly.

The next moment, he reached out and grabbed Shen Moyan's wrist, and brought him to the bed.

"I'm not full yet."

He stared straight at Shen Moyan with a smile in his eyes.

Being watched by Zhong Chuheng at such a close distance, Shen Moyan's expression became even more shy, "If you're not... not full, I can make you something else."

"Need not."

Zhong Chuheng grabbed his hand that was about to push him away, and pressed it over his head, "Excuse me, the owner of the food court, do you want to eat?"

Hearing these words, Shen Moyan's face flushed red.

He naturally understood what this sentence meant.

"But your legs..."

He glanced wildly, stammered,

"Legs... all right?"

Zhong Chuheng: "It's just a skin injury, it's already healed."

As he spoke, he moved his legs specially,

"If you don't get up and exercise again, you will probably get bedsores."

Looking at Zhong Chuheng's fiery gaze, the corners of Shen Moyan's mouth also rose.

He stretched out his hand, hooked Zhong Chuheng's neck directly, and said,

"Then please come and eat."

As if sensing Zhong Chuheng's astonished gaze, Shen Moyan spoke again, "Actually, when I met Benjamin earlier, I was very concerned when I heard him say you were his lover. When the fire is burning, I am even more nervous and sad. Chu Heng, although I have taken many detours in terms of relationships and abandoned myself before, you are the first person who gave me the idea of ​​spending my life together, although I am not alone. Perfect person, but I will try my best to be the one who loves you the most, so..."

He took a deep breath, "Can you make me your first time?"

Shen Moyan's confession really caught Zhong Chuheng by surprise.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, from Shen Moyan's eyes, slowly down, all the way to Shen Moyan's lips.

Finally, he gently pinched Shen Moyan's chin, and spoke softly,

"I also want to be your first man..."

As he spoke, he leaned forward and kissed Shen Moyan's lips.

Shen Moyan closed his eyes, accepting the love he wanted to express.

He had noticed a lot of relevant information before.

Being the one below will hurt you and hurt you.

However, this night, he didn't feel these things.

On the contrary, his whole body is filled with the happiness and satisfaction of being with his lover.

Perhaps, Zhong Chuheng is much gentler than most of the superiors.

Or maybe, he really loves this person in front of him.

After some tiring, the two hugged each other tightly.

After recuperating for so many days, Zhong Chuheng was very energetic.

He stared at the person in his arms, reluctant to close his eyes.

And Shen Moyan was obviously very tired.

With his eyes half closed, he opened his mouth instinctively,

"Would you like...to take a shower?"

Zhong Chuheng hugged Shen Moyan's body tightly, and said in a low voice,

"It's okay, you can wash it again tomorrow morning..."

"Well……"

Shen Moyan's words were full of tiredness,

"Then...do you want to wear some clothes?"

Zhong Chuheng lowered his head and kissed his forehead,

"You look better without it."

Shen Moyan was in a daze, not aware of the hooligan tone in Zhong Chuheng's words, turned his head to the side, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhong Chuheng tucked the quilt up for him, and was about to hug him and sleep together...

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door,

"Boss Zhong, the time is up, it's time to pay back the money."

Suddenly, he frowned.

Look at the time.

12 midnight.

It was exactly one month before the last appointment.

Are these debt collectors so punctual?

Zhong Chuheng clicked his tongue, and could only gently put down Shen Moyan's body, covered him with a quilt, and got up to get dressed.

Then, with a sullen face, he walked to the door and opened it with his hand.

The person who knocked on the door was stunned when he saw Zhong Chuheng who opened the door.

I saw him poking his head to look inside.

However, Zhong Chuheng did not give him this chance.

He directly stretched out his hand to push those people out of the door, and closed the door. The leader who was directly expelled from the door frowned,

"What about Boss Zhong? We have an appointment with him."

Zhong Chuheng took a deep breath,

"Just call me if you need anything."

The leader looked even more dignified,

"Then Boss Zhong owes us tens of millions, are you going to pay it back?"

Zhong Chuheng met his gaze, neither avoiding nor dodging,

"Do you want money? If you can't get angry, come and fight with me?"