Pillowside Enemy Reborn

When I hit it, I was numb with pain when I fell to the ground.He didn't care about these things at all, and jumped up from the ground in a blink of an eye. Nie Jia was still lying on top of him, and he anxiously raised his chin. Fortunately, there was no scratch on his face, but he just passed out.

The people around were also taken aback, and Peng Daocheng's men immediately surrounded him.

Peng Daocheng didn't have time to pay attention to them, and ordered one of them without raising his head: "Da Guan, you go and call the doctor, and take care of the guests by the way." Only when he was broken did he carefully hug him by the waist, and strode towards the lounge next to him.

The guests who showed concern for Nie Jia were quickly evacuated by the young man nicknamed Daguan, and he even comforted everyone symbolically: "With our brother Peng here, you are all useless, It's all gone!"

Although the guests were dissatisfied with his attitude, they were afraid of the hands they brought and the guns hidden in their waists.So, except for a few people who were still watching the lounge in the corner, everyone else wisely resumed the conversation just now.

Daguan, that is, Guan Jun, glanced around with satisfaction, and at this moment a small man came down and reported that the doctor had arrived.

Guan Jun nodded, and walked quickly to the door of the lounge. Peng Daocheng had set many rules for his subordinates, including learning to knock on the door as politely as possible.

Guan Jun specially wore a suit today to reflect the occasion. He is tall and can almost be considered strong, so he often gives people the impression of Kong Wu's strength.He himself is dismissive of this impression - now people who come out rely on their brains and guns, and the big guy can only scare people.

He didn't want to scare people, so he had to be extra humble when expressing politeness.

The people standing guard outside the lounge had already been sent back 20 steps away by him, and the only one standing close to him was an elderly doctor behind him.Guan Jun felt that he had already occupied the favorable location, the people and the land, so he bent down in peace, and knocked on the door leaning like a British gentleman butler.

"Brother Peng." He called out tentatively, his voice was soft and soft, and he could almost pinch water.

The inside responded immediately: "Call the doctor in."

Guan Jun opened the door from the outside, and while signaling the old doctor to go in, he glanced at the big bed in the middle of the VIP lounge with his eyes seemingly unintentionally.

At this time, Nie Jia seemed to have woken up, his whole face was buried in the quilt, Peng Daocheng held his hand, he didn't speak, and only had a smile in his eyes.

Guan Jun had an illusion for a moment, as if he was some kind of uninvited guest, destroying the warmth and romance of others.

However, in fact, Peng Daocheng did go over the old doctor and gave him a sharp eye knife.

Guan Jun's heart was immediately filled with bitterness, he put a wry smile on his lips, lowered his head hastily, and closed the door softly.

The restless beating in his chest was suppressed all the way by him, until he saw the balcony, he barely took out a cigarette.

He buried himself in the shadows, pretending to be nonchalant and began to puff.

Nicotine is a good thing for stabilizing emotions. It stays in the blood vessels for a while and successfully causes a burst of contraction.Guan Jun's hand was still on his heart, and there was a more intense beating - but it didn't matter, it was all because of the cigarettes.Irrelevant to everything else.

Suddenly there was strong applause in the hall. Nie Jia supported Peng Daocheng's hand, and the two stepped up the steps gracefully, standing on the commanding heights of the entire space in an instant.

Guan Jun sneaked a peek, and saw that Nie Jia seemed to have changed his clothes. Instead of a full set of bright white suits, he was replaced by a darker light coffee. While he was firmly surrounded by the tan, he looked whiter and more beautiful. It is as translucent and exquisite as suet white jade.This is not over yet, because Nie Jia inherited his mother's reason - the queen who was once luxurious in the entertainment industry, she was born with exquisite eyebrows, especially the eyes, as if someone smashed a pool of lake water and stuffed it in, wet The wave light swayed slightly, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was as bright as a star.

Guan Jun recalled these later, and he decided that no one could say no under such eyes, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu.

At this time, Nie Jia was still trembling after a bit of panic. The specific manifestation was that he tried several times to adjust the microphone under the pole to the height he wanted to use, but his fingers had almost no strength, and the microphone was kept up high. The head refused to give in.

Peng Daocheng was standing next to him, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but stepped forward to gently take off the microphone, then naturally raised it in front of him, and nodded at him.

Nie Jia was very surprised, the eyes under the long eyelashes suddenly opened wide, like a frightened deer.

Guan Jun immediately commanded one of his men knowingly to replace Peng Daocheng, but Peng Daocheng scolded that person ungratefully, and then smiled expectantly at Nie Jia.

Someone has already exclaimed from the bottom. Although I knew that someone in Nie's company was covering their backs, but watching the dignified gangster condescend to do this kind of odd job for others, the closeness between the two must have reached unimaginable the point.

"Mr. Nie may have already become someone's bed guest." The wife of a certain manager who loves gossip can't wait to express her feelings.

There are many people who agree with her on weekdays, but now because of the occasion, it is not easy to speak boldly and rudely, so she can only smile appropriately and contemptuously.

Peng Daocheng naturally knew the rumors behind his back, and he was happy that Nie Jia was misunderstood as one of his own - after all, it was a matter of time.

Nie Jia was stunned for a few seconds on the stage, feeling the earnestness in Peng Daocheng's eyes, he couldn't help but smiled wryly.Then he boldly squeezed Peng Daocheng's hand, just like he usually holds a microphone, and started the speech for the whole banquet with trepidation.

"Hello everyone, first of all, I would like to thank everyone for taking time out of their busy schedules to attend my birthday party????????????????????"

The monotonous speech lasted for 10 to [-] minutes. When he finally stopped, Nie Jia had already started to gasp in his throat. Peng Daocheng helped him down, went straight around the crowd, and sat down in a remote corner.

"Do you want to take medicine?" I don't know if it was because of the unexpected situation just now, Peng Daocheng has been holding him halfway since he left the lounge.

Nie Jia didn't have the strength to refuse, but shook his head and tried to lean against the back of the couch.

Knowing his intention, Peng Daocheng turned slightly sideways and hugged his upper body.

Nie Jia raised his eyes involuntarily. There was often nothing in his eyes, but outsiders always mistakenly think that there are thousands of styles in his eyes.

Peng Daocheng was like this at this time, he felt his body was quickly passed through by electric current, and the back half of his body was numb.

"Nie Jia." He couldn't help calling out, only to realize that he had kissed the other person's forehead when he came back to his senses.

Nie Jia was willing to lean against him weakly before, but just treated him as a pillow, and was suddenly violated, so she couldn't bear to break free from his imprisonment. ——His will is so strong that he doesn't care whether he will be hurt by it.

Peng Daocheng sighed helplessly, what he was still thinking at this moment was why he only kissed the forehead just now, what about other places?Why did you let it go?

"Let me go." Nie Jia's armed struggle could only persist for a while. He was sick all year round and couldn't even get out of bed when he was weak, let alone fighting with barbarians?

At this time, Peng Daocheng could only see the back of Nie Jia's head. He tilted his head, and suddenly realized that I should go to him and have a look?The angry appearance of a beauty should also be beautiful.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but relax his arms, and looked at Nie Jia's face.

Nie Jia's face was not as flushed as he thought, and his mouth was pouted because of anger. He just closed his eyes helplessly, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

Peng Daocheng was taken aback: "What's wrong, this is?"

Nie Jia didn't want to talk to him, and turned into a pear blossom after the rain in an instant, with tears streaming down his face.

Peng Daocheng was at a loss on the spot.If this person fights with you, fights you, scolds your family's eighteenth generation ancestors, he will easily come up with a solution - punishing people is the easiest thing for him.But if he doesn't move and doesn't speak, just quietly leans against your arms and weeps, so delicate and weak, how will you treat him?

"Nie Jia, it's my fault or my fault." Peng Daocheng saw the other party showing such pitiful after being bullied, and subconsciously wanted to punish the person who bullied him.So he really grabbed one of Nie Jia's hands and shook his mouth fiercely.

Nie Jia was manipulated by him to slap a dozen times, and finally said in a daze, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" Peng Daocheng was startled.

"Hand hurts." Nie Jia was still aggrieved overall, but he was willing to look him in the eye again, and calmly withdrew his hand from Peng Daocheng's hand.

Peng Daocheng still didn't dare to relax, and asked him cautiously: "Are you still angry? Brother is wrong, okay?"

Nie Jia raised his eyebrows and glanced at him sideways, with a gleam of brilliance in his streamer eyes: "Okay, Brother Peng, I just feel bad today, why would I fight you because of this?"

Peng Daocheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncomfortable? Are you still not comfortable with so many people celebrating your birthday today?"

Nie Jia lowered his eyelids, two rows of fan-like eyelashes cast a small shadow on the bottom of his eyes.He seemed to have remembered something, and his fingers gently

Pinch one side of Peng Daocheng's trouser seam, "Those are outsiders, so it doesn't matter how many."

Peng Daocheng stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that Nie Jia seemed to be nestling in his arms in a curled up position.He thinks some words are appropriate