After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

A certain nerve in He Xiao's brain suddenly broke, and the last calm on his face was like a dry mask, with thin cracks forming along with his words, and then... All smashed.

"In your eyes, am I so unbearable?"

His stern and handsome jaw tightened into neat lines bit by bit, each syllable seemed to pop out from between the throat bones one by one, the uncontrollable emotion was beyond words.

The light from the floor lamp illuminated a corner of the bedside, but did not shine into the deep and dark eyes of the man.

Zhou Cheng turned his back to the light, closed his eyes lightly, buried half of his face in the pillow, and heard the voice slowly sounding from behind his head, slowly rolled up his hands hidden under the quilt.

Unbearable?Far from it.

In all fairness, he always remembered and was grateful for what the man did for him.

But everyone has a bottom line. He Xiao can distinguish between good and bad, and it is precisely because he can distinguish clearly that he is in such pain at this moment.

He really wanted to get up and ask him, let him look him in the eyes and say frankly, whether Zhou Hongfeng's beating in prison had anything to do with him.But this thought is only fleeting, and the matter has come to this point, so what if he asks.

He Minnan said that he couldn't look back, and he really needed such an opportunity...to leave him.

After all, he still didn't get up, let alone open his eyes.

Originally thought that the man would leave like this, but obviously things backfired. Zhou Cheng lay on the bed for a while, but still did not hear the man leave.He was flustered for no reason.

Although men would come in to see him in the past, if they found that he had "sleeped", he would stand by the bed for a while at most and then leave.

It wouldn't bother him too much, but tonight, the silence lingering in the air at this moment is undoubtedly cramped and dignified.

Zhou Cheng didn't even know what the man wanted to do.

Just when he thought the man would sit like this until he really fell asleep, the mattress behind him suddenly lightened, and with a slight "creak", the weight of the man on it left.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense back relaxed a little.

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes a small slit, and when he saw the man's straight back walking towards the closet unhurriedly, his brows frowned slightly.

During this period of time, the two slept in separate rooms. The clothes he usually wears have basically been moved to the next room, and he usually washes there. Besides, he likes to sleep naked. If he takes a bath, he may not need to find clothes at all... ..But Zhou Cheng still saw the man take out a set of pajamas from inside, opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of underwear, and then... went straight into the bathroom.

When the sound of water came from inside, Zhou Cheng sat up from the bed in a daze.

Looking at it from his angle, the light of the bathroom came through the frosted glass on the door, and the figure shaking inside could still be vaguely seen.

Sitting just like this, until the sound of the water stopped, he suddenly came back to his senses, pulled the quilt again, and lay down on the bed.

The room was quiet, he could only hear the beating of his own heart.

After a while, with the sound of the doorknob being pushed down, the sound of the man's footsteps came along. Although it was very soft, because the floor was covered with a long-haired carpet, Zhou Cheng still felt that the sound of the man's footsteps seemed to be stepping on every step. on the tip of his heart.

He Xiao walked to the bed, tore off the towel from his half-dried hair, and threw it on the single sofa at the end of the bed, kicked off his shoes, and leaned over the bed.

When the mattress behind him was pressed down under the man's weight, Zhou Cheng immediately turned over from the bed and sat up, looked at him in the dark and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

He Xiao calmly pulled the corner of the quilt, his handsome face was indifferent, and his voice was weak, "Sleep."

As he spoke, he hugged the quilt and lay down. He rubbed his head against the pillow, as if he was dissatisfied with the comfort of the pillow. He raised his head and pulled it twice before lying down again.

Zhou Cheng stared angrily, watching him complete the whole set of movements without changing his face, his Adam's apple rolled up and down impatiently, "This is my room."

His original intention was that he had been sleeping in this room during this period of time, and the place where he slept should be next door, so he should go back to the next door, not here.

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhou Cheng regretted it.

Sure enough, the man hummed softly mockingly, with a low voice accompanied by a seemingly non-existent sneer, "Your room? Are you sure?"

Zhou Cheng didn't know why he was making such a fuss, and immediately remembered the conversation between the two of them just now, and probably guessed his reason.

He lifted the quilt from his body and got out of bed barefoot.

However, before his feet touched the ground completely, his waist was encircled by the long arms that suddenly stretched out from behind, and then the whole person was carried backwards.

He Xiao imprisoned him in his arms, and his slender limbs trapped him directly under his body, restraining his struggle with half pressure and half lock.

Zhou Cheng naturally refused to be hugged by him like this. With his resistance to him now, let alone hugging, he would feel uncomfortable even if he touched him, "Why are you crazy! Let me go, since you are going to Sleep now, shall I go to the head office next door?"

He Xiao just hugged him as motionless as a mountain, exerting strength in his hands, but his eyelids closed gently.

He said indifferently, "Since you are still sleeping on my bed, how about being hugged by me? After all, I am paying for it, shouldn't you do what I want?"

Zhou Cheng's struggling movements stopped suddenly, and his face suddenly lost its color under the dim light.

The meaning of the man's words was very tactful, but he still understood the implication of his words at the first time.

It's nothing more than that since he is still sleeping on this bed, his identity is still that of the lover who was raised by him for money. The lover sleeps on the bed, and what the benefactor wants to do must naturally be done according to his wishes.

He wanted to hug him to sleep, so he hugged him, and he wanted to do something else, and that was normal.

Zhou Cheng felt the hot breath sprayed on his neck, his eyes slowly turned red with the ups and downs of emotions, but he didn't struggle anymore.

He lay stiffly in the man's arms, letting the man hold him tightly, as if he wanted to rub into his flesh and blood.

He clenched his fingers silently, then slowly loosened them. In the end, Zhou Cheng closed his eyes resignedly, forcing himself to fall asleep.

He Xiao didn't sleep comfortably. He was used to sleeping naked all year round. It didn't feel good to be restrained. What's more, in order to trap the person in his arms, he put his hands and feet in a fixed position. stiff.

But after a while, he found that the person in his arms gradually softened, no longer struggling secretly, and even his breathing slowed down.

His long and narrow black eyes opened slightly, looking at the quiet and well-behaved back of his head in front of him, he turned the person in his arms around with his hands.

Zhou Cheng held his breath, closed his eyelids, and let the man turn him over.

He closed his eyes, but he could feel the man's gaze falling on his face like two rays of light, wandering over his facial features.

After a while, the gaze pressing on his face as if possessing strength slowly disappeared.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Cheng still didn't feel sleepy. Although his eyes were a little sore, his consciousness was extremely clear.

He slowly opened his eyes. There was no light in the room, and the moonlight in the second half of the night became brighter and brighter. In this darkness, it was the only light source.

Thanks to the direction in which the two lay down, Zhou Cheng followed the dim light and saw clearly the sleeping face of the man who was close at hand.

He should have fallen asleep, his relaxed facial features looked a little less serious and indifferent than usual, and a little more gentle, the shape of his thin lips was beautiful...but the wound at the corner of his mouth looked a little hideous.

Zhou Cheng's eyelashes trembled, and he pursed his lips silently.

It was the wound he had punched on the man's face in the afternoon. It looked like it was broken, and there were some bruises. Although the left cheek was pressed by the man on the pillow, it could still be seen that the bruise hadn't subsided.

Zhou Cheng felt that his heart became a little sour for no reason, and even the tip of his nose was also sour.

His nostrils fluttered slightly, breathing carefully, then turned over and turned to the other side.

What he didn't know was that He Xiao woke up the moment his body turned. Hearing the low, depressing murmur, the dark eyes that were as deep as eyes finally showed a hint of reluctance... ...The next day, Zhou Cheng finished his breakfast and was about to go upstairs when a servant came in from the door with a courier package and handed it to him, saying that someone had asked him to give it to him.

Zhou Cheng immediately remembered what He Minnan said on the phone, his eyes flickered, thanked him, and went upstairs with the courier.

When I went back to the bedroom and opened the box, it turned out to be a USB flash drive.

The man went out early this morning, and the servants would usually not come up downstairs, so he took out his computer and inserted the USB flash drive into the USB port.

The program was automatically recognized on the computer, and it quickly started to operate on its own. When the screen showed the surveillance camera started to be timed.

Zhou Cheng put down the computer, got up and opened the door to the study.

In fact, not only the study room is monitored in the villa, but also in the corridor, but judging from the monitoring screen on the computer just now, it should be covered, so he can walk around with confidence now.

Zhou Cheng slipped into the study as fast as he could and closed the door.

The furnishings in the room are still the same, there is a wall of books, a few hanging paintings, and a huge office desk. If you want to hide a safe, at a glance, there are only a few places where you can hide it.

His heart was beating fast, but he also knew that time was running out, so he quickly set out to find it.

The cabinet of the desk is locked and cannot be opened without a key. The books on the wall are all real, and no mechanism has been checked.

Zhou Cheng finally set his sights on the paintings on the wall, because he had seen safes decorated with paintings before, so he knew this.In the end, it was exactly as he expected—when he opened a landscape painting, he saw the safe embedded in the wall.

Small, but heavy, with a combination dial on the metal surface.