Where can the black-bellied old attack escape?

With a new "sister", Zhao Ruizhe would chat and play games with her from time to time when he has nothing to do.People are also more lively and outgoing than before.

So much so that it was strange to see Zhao Ruizhe's happy face when Yuan Hao came back.

"What's wrong with you? You won the lottery?"

Seeing the smile on Zhao Ruizhe's face, Yuan Hao asked suspiciously.

"No, I just met a friend."

Zhao Ruizhe's eyes never left the computer screen, and his ten fingers kept typing on the keyboard.

Although he found that Zhao Ruizhe was surfing the Internet with the computer with the intimate kiss photo of himself and Si Cheng, he still looked at the game Zhao Ruizhe was playing calmly, as if he didn't care about being discovered by Zhao Ruizhe about his relationship with Si Cheng or his own orientation .

"How about it, my wife is cute!"

Yuan Hao looked at Zhao Ruizhe with a proud attitude, and the corners of his mouth, which was still stained with steak sauce, rose slightly.

Hearing what Yuan Hao said, Zhao Ruizhe didn't know how to answer for a while, and his attention was drawn from the game and he was still wandering on Yuan Hao.

"I never knew you were gay..."

Zhao Ruizhe said in a low voice, his voice was like that of a child who has done something wrong, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Don't you know now?"

Yuan Hao just smiled slightly, not minding Zhao Ruizhe's question at all.

"Well...he's really...cute..."

Zhao Ruizhe almost didn't say the last two words, because it must be difficult for a person with narcissistic tendencies to praise others.

"Tsk!"

Yuan Hao had another look of embarrassment, his two eyebrows trembling unscrupulously again.

Seeing Yuan Hao's neurotic appearance, Zhao Ruizhe didn't say anything more, and once again focused on playing the game.

"How did you know Wang Mengyao?"

Yuan Hao took the suitcase and asked Zhao Ruizhe while arranging the messy clothes inside.

"Don't blame me, it's the MSN you set up that starts up when you boot up."

"I don't blame you, I'm just asking."

Yuan Hao continued to pack the suitcase full of clothes without raising his head, but it didn't take long for his eyes to shift to Zhao Ruizhe again.

"Wang Mengyao likes you very much and thinks you are cuter."

From Yuan Hao's eyes, Zhao Ruizhe smelled a trace of uneasiness.

"She is also very nice~ We also have a lot of common language."

Zhao Ruizhe spoke cautiously, for fear that if he said a wrong sentence, Yuan Hao would catch some gossip.

After all, it wasn't the first time that he did such a "wholesome" thing. Seeing Zhao Ruizhe's innocent face, Yuan Hao once again launched a shameless offensive.

"She's not as good as you think."

Yuan Hao pretended to be the old lady of Yihong Courtyard again. If there was another mole on his chin, he would definitely keep stroking it.

"why?"

Zhao Ruizhe was still at a loss, because in his opinion, Wang Mengyao was a lady who was dressed in fashion, spoke elegantly, and was very feminine.

"Because you don't know her."

Yuan Hao's hand that had defiled countless girls and boys once again rested on Zhao Ruizhe's head, stroking Zhao Ruizhe's hair as usual to tease Si Cheng.

"She looks like a lady on the surface, but once you get to know her well, you will know that she is a mature woman..."

Seeing that Zhao Ruizhe was still staring at him like an innocent child, Yuan Hao continued.

"She is not an innocent woman. She can fight, scold, play hooligans, and all kinds of unique skills."

Yuan Hao kept introducing Wang Mengyao's tall "lady" image to Zhao Ruizhe, but Zhao Ruizhe just raised his head and was moistened by Yuan Hao's saliva, not paying any attention to Yuan Hao's slander of Wang Mengyao.

"Oh, I know."

Zhao Ruizhe replied coldly, and began to wipe the saliva sprayed on Yuan Hao's face with his sleeve.

"If you talk about her behind her back, she will be very upset if she finds out."

"What? I told you such a big secret and you still betray me?"

Yuan Hao's face moved closer to Zhao Ruizhe's pupils reflecting the game screen, and his hands were tightly strangled around his neck, looking at Zhao Ruizhe viciously like a gangster boss.

"What I hate the most is to speak ill of others behind their backs, is that interesting?"

Zhao Ruizhe looked at Yuan Hao solemnly, without any fear of Yuan Hao's eyes that were about to swallow him.

"I think Wang Mengyao is very good, not the kind of person you said."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ruizhe turned his head to look at the computer screen again, and escaped Yuan Hao's restraint on his neck.

The education of the family from a young age made Zhao Ruizhe emulate the old man Confucius in terms of dealing with people.Swearing, fighting, talking behind the back, Zhao Ruizhe has never been able to do these things, he is like the lotus flower that emerges from the mud, no matter how dirty the people around him are, he can keep himself clean.

When he heard Yuan Hao's slander against Wang Mengyao, he couldn't help wanting to educate Yuan Hao, a stubborn rock, like an old gentleman.

"Stop talking bad things behind people's back all the time, it's disgusting."

Yuan Hao would not be the kind of person who likes to listen to people's reasoning. When he saw Zhao Ruizhe's frown, Yuan Hao suddenly had the urge to hit someone, and his gums could hear the sound of "squeak".

"I'm just joking. As for saying so much truth!"

Yuan Hao grabbed Zhao Ruizhe's collar again, turned him around and looked at him.

"This is not a great principle, it is the minimum quality of a person."

Seeing Yuan Hao's almost distorted face, Zhao Ruizhe still had no intention of stopping, and continued to tell stories like Tang Seng.

"What kind of quality!"

Yuan Hao gave Zhao Ruizhe a set of "Gonggong Oral Liquid" as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I'm usually tired of preaching! I'll hear you babbling as soon as I get home. If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have taken you in! Wherever I want to go!"

It was just an ordinary conversation, but it was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder in just 10 minutes.

"Let's go!"

With that said, Zhao Ruizhe broke away from Yuan Hao's hand and jumped off the sofa.

Excessive force caused the wound on his waist that was about to heal to ooze blood again, but the cover of the clothes blocked the bright red.

The pain in his waist made him a little unsteady, but he still chose to leave if he was stronger.

"Where are you going!"

Zhao Ruizhe bent over to tie his shoelaces, panting heavily, ignoring Yuan Hao behind him.

"Thank you for taking me in these few days, I will return the card to you, and I am leaving."

As he said that, Zhao Ruizhe took out the gold-painted credit card from his pocket and threw it on the carpet under his feet. After the card drew a graceful arc in the air, it was also surrounded by the fluff of the carpet.

"Your wound is bleeding again!"

When Zhao Ruizhe turned around, Yuan Hao noticed the blood red around his waist.

"Don't worry about it."

When Zhao Ruizhe was about to turn around and leave, Yuan Hao grabbed his hand from behind.

"return!"

Maybe it was too much force, and Zhao Ruizhe lost his center of gravity.When Yuan Hao withdrew his arm, Zhao Ruizhe also fell into Yuan Hao's arms.

"squeak!"

With a soft sound, the lips of the two were pressed tightly together, and Yuan Hao's scorching body temperature was also transferred to Zhao Ruizhe's heart with that light touch.

"wipe!"

Yuan Hao quickly let go of Zhao Ruizhe who was lying in his arms, and wiped those two wet lips vigorously.

"I'm sorry Chengcheng! I didn't mean to!"

Zhao Ruizhe lay quietly on the ground, he hadn't recovered from the "shock" just now, he just looked at Yuan Hao's guilty and excited appearance...

"I'm going! It's disgusting!"

His lips had lost their color after repeated rubbing, but Yuan Hao still kept wiping his lips that were stained with Zhao Ruizhe's saliva.

"I should be the one who should shout disgusting..."

Seeing Yuan Hao's aggressive actions, Zhao Ruizhe, who was lying on the ground, looked at Yuan Hao calmly and said.

"What are you disgusting about! My kissing you is considered a blessing in your life!"

"It's bad luck! After being kissed by you, I will have bad luck in this life!"

Yuan Hao was still roaring, Zhao Ruizhe stood up and resisted not to be outdone.

The wound on his waist dragged him from shouting, and his trembling posture seemed to fall to the ground again at any moment.

"Too lazy to tell you, hurry up and go upstairs!"

Seeing the blood stains on Zhao Ruizhe's clothes, Yuan Hao's heart was slowly calmed down by the stimulation of the deep red.

Although he didn't yell at Zhao Ruizhe again, but after turning his head, his expression returned to a ferocious state again, and the mouth that screamed with restraint was like the mouth of a wild beast.

"I'm leaving now! Then you don't have to listen to my lectures in the future!"

Realizing that he had already gained the upper hand, Zhao Ruizhe pursued and beat Yuan Hao relentlessly.But this is just talking, after all, the unhealed wound on his body is not capable of letting him leave this warm habitat.

"Then wait until you recover from your injury."

Yuan Hao said to Zhao Ruizhe coldly as he walked up the steps.

After being with Si Cheng for a long time, Yuan Hao's once stainless steel heart became soft under the gentle soak.

In the past, even if Zhao Ruizhe was covered in blood and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Yuan Hao would still look at him coldly with a blushing face and heartbeat, and then say "Get out" coldly.

Now being able to talk to Zhao Ruizhe calmly is already a great improvement.

Looking at Yuan Hao's broad back, Zhao Ruizhe stopped making trouble, but wiped his kissed lips like Yuan Hao did just now.

This was Zhao Ruizhe's first kiss since he was born. His mother passed away without kissing his mouth when he was a child, and his father was also indifferent to him.He is like a copy of Yuan Hao, and he has not experienced the nourishment of his father's love...

Zhao Ruizhe pursed his lips lightly, not as disgusting as Yuan Hao said, but with a hint of sweetness.

"Oh!"

A loud closing sound brought Zhao Ruizhe's wandering thoughts back.Only then did he notice that the blood that flowed out had already soaked the clothes, and the skin on the corners of the clothes and the waist was also dripping with blood...

"Old Gong? I miss you~ Do you have a picture of kissing me to solve your lovesickness? You didn't treat that person, did you?"

Yuan Hao lay on the bed and looked at the text message from Si Cheng. It was only a few words, but it stimulated Yuan Hao's guilty little heart.

Where is the photo of kissing you to be obscene? It's obviously kissing Zhao Ruizhe's mouth to vent your desire!

Yuan Hao never dared to reply, he planned to hide this secret forever, and told Si Cheng the first lie.

"Of course not, we don't have much communication. Love you."

The text message was finally sent, Yuan Hao turned over and let out a long sigh of relief, stretched lazily to relax his tired body, staring at the ceiling with listless eyes waiting to fall asleep.

"Ding Ding~"

While cleaning the wound, the mobile phone placed aside also seduced Zhao Ruizhe's eyes with its ringtone.

Zhao Ruizhe wiped the wound with cotton wool in both hands, and bright red blood remained between his fingers.He carefully turned his body to prevent the wound on his body from being injured a second time.

But when he saw the caller ID on the phone screen, he hurriedly threw away the cotton wool in his right hand, and hung up the call with his red index finger.

This is already the Nth call in the past few days, and he calls every time.Although he wanted to turn off the phone and cut off their contact, and no longer endure his harassment, Wang Mengyao couldn't miss his call, so that phone could only be turned on 24 hours a day, and he was ready to hang up his calls 24 hours a day.

"Di Di!"

Not long after, there was another rush of text messages ringing.

Zhao Ruizhe was already tired of this kind of 24-hour harassment, and he was also not interested in the content of the text message.Just like the previous few times, I skillfully swiped the phone screen, pressed the familiar buttons, and threw the unopened text message into the trash can.

When the phone was placed on the bed, the surface of the screen was still stained with Zhao Ruizhe's blood...

The power of that kiss was no less than that of a fight between lovers. After that, the two of them stopped talking, and when they saw each other, they only forced a smile from the corners of their mouths, but the awkward atmosphere still permeated Yuan Hao and Yuan Hao. Around Zhao Ruizhe.

The wound on Zhao Ruizhe's body finally healed completely, and that kiss seemed to be the panacea for speeding up the healing of the wound.A week after the kiss, Zhao Ruizhe's wounds had healed, leaving only a few faint scars.

"I'll go, such an ugly scar, it will greatly reduce my charm of being popular among thousands of girls!"

Standing in front of the mirror, Zhao Ruizhe kept twisting his body, looking for scars one after another on his body.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhao Ruizhe looked disgusted as if seeing a hideous and unkempt beggar, as if those scars should not have grown on his wheat-colored skin.

Yuan Hao who was sitting on the sofa did not speak, but quietly tasted the first cup of coffee in the morning and the strong smell of musty clothes around him.

Yuan Hao without Si Cheng by his side is like a cat without legs, unable to kick the dirt to bury it every time it defecates, and can only let it stink.It was the same with Yuan Hao, the clothes he had worn were just laid on the sofa and never worn again, even though they gave off an unpleasant stench.

The blood stains on the clothes had already turned black and hardened, and the fishy smell had also solidified on the clothes.

The smell of coffee mixed with the smell of blood and moldy clothes, Yuan Hao looked like an old man living in a garbage recycling bin.

"Can I ask you something?"

Yuan Hao finally said the first sentence in the past few days.

"Ah."

After the body recovers, the mood will naturally be good.Although Zhao Ruizhe still remembered that incident, he still replied to Yuan Hao.

"Why is your cell phone ringing every day? You still don't answer it?"

Yuan Hao took a sip of his coffee and said.

"... "

Zhao Ruizhe didn't speak, and his hands, which were arranging his clothes, froze in mid-air.

"It's been so long, we're already familiar. Can't we talk about it?"

"Say...will you help me?"

Zhao Ruizhe looked at Yuan Haodao in the mirror, his usually arrogant and domineering tone also seemed to be begging at this time, and his big piercing eyes were also a little lax.

Yuan Hao had seen this look on Si Cheng's face before, when he also agreed to his request...