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

He Xiao played with his clean and slender knuckles, with a faint smile in his deep black eyes, he looked at his voice and said lazily, "What are you afraid of? Obviously there will be no loss. Seeing how you are approaching The appearance of the enemy...or are you suspecting my intentions?"

Zhou Cheng was flustered by his gaze, pursed his lower lip, and lowered his eyes subconsciously, "...No, I just don't get paid for nothing, let alone such a large asset, I have no reason to accept it." on."

He Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and silently pursed his thin lips, "After all, are you absolutely determined not to sign this letter?"

Zhou Cheng raised his head, met his scrutinizing gaze, and nodded, "Yeah."

The man's handsome and gentle face slightly curled up his thin lips, and he got up from the leather chair, "Since you don't want to sign it now, I'll keep it for you first. Whenever you regret it, you can come to me anytime." .”

The meaning of these words is very clear.

Just like Zhou Cheng was determined not to sign, what the man meant was that he was also determined to keep these things for him, that's why he said "keep it for him".

Zhou Cheng withdrew his hand from his palm, as if the man's body temperature still remained between his fingers.

His heart was beating violently, and he always felt that such an ambiguous and charming atmosphere was too dangerous, so he took two steps back, "I have nothing to do, I'll go back to my room first."

He turned around and walked to the door. As soon as his fingers touched the doorknob, a long arm stretched out from behind and propped it on the door panel in front of him, making a slight noise.

Zhou Cheng shivered, curled his fingers on both sides, and the expression on his face lost control for a moment.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, but his body couldn't help but feel that danger was approaching, and every pore was screaming with fear.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to stabilize his trembling voice, "What else do you want?"

The man's breath came from the skin on his neck, and one hand covered his fingers on the doorknob, took his hand off it, and wrapped it in his palm.

"Jinglu" the man's voice was low and hoarse, and his thin lips seemed to be burned on the back of his neck, sucking kisses one after another... "Stay with me, okay?"

Zhou Cheng closed his eyes, feeling the wanton and lingering light kiss that spread from the back of his neck all the way to the back of his ear, and then to the earlobe.

He wanted to hide, but his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Before the word "no" was choked in his throat, he had already been turned around by the man, grabbed his lips accurately, and was forced to open his mouth to accept his wet and hot intimacy.

Too deep and lingering.

Consciousness is like clouds that have been melted by the setting sun on the horizon in the evening, intertwined with the rays of the sun to form a meandering and gorgeous light, covering the whole mind.

When he came back to his senses again, he had already been hugged by the man to the big and hard solid wood desk, and the hard and clean desk pressed against his bare back.

The coldness coming from the table made Zhou Cheng tremble, and the word "no" choked in his throat for a long time was slowly squeezed out from his throat, with a hoarseness soaked in lust.

At the same time, the man's handsome and flawless face came before his eyes again, and his soft and melodious voice whispered his name like magic, "Chengcheng..."

— over and over again.

There is too deep nostalgia and a trace of reluctance inadvertently revealed in his eyes.

What are you nostalgic for, and what are you reluctant to part with?

These illusory thoughts drifted through Zhou Cheng's mind, before he could delve into them, they were smashed to pieces by the sudden collision.

A moan escaped his throat.

He had no time to think about it, he could only feel the joy and pain given by the man blankly... the next morning.

Even though he didn't fall asleep until midnight last night, and it was only two or three hours before dawn, He Xiao still opened his eyes on time under the influence of his biological clock.

The sky outside the window was only slightly bright, and the room was still dark, surrounded by silence.

The person in his arms slept soundly, probably because he had been made so hard last night, his sleeping face looked exhausted, and his eyes were slightly black and blue.

He Xiao lowered his head and kissed him affectionately on the cheek, then got up from the bed.

Sensing the movement beside him, Zhou Cheng grunted, rubbed his cheek against the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep again.

He Xiao got up and took a shower, exercised for an hour as usual, then went back to the room to take a shower, and changed into a suit.

Since the two of them slept separately, most of his clothes were put into the second bedroom. Even under his forced request these days, Zhou Cheng reluctantly let him go back to the master bedroom to sleep.

But the morning time of the two is out of sync, so most of the clothes are still not put back.

Everything was ready, he walked out the door, looked in the direction of the master bedroom, his eyes darkened for a moment.

In the end, he couldn't hold back his inner desire, but pushed open the door and walked in.

The person lying on the bed has not yet woken up, it is already bright outside the window, and the morning light diffuses into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He Xiao walked to the bed, bent one knee and got on the bed, looked down at the peaceful sleeping face, the reluctance in the bottom of his eyes slowly overflowed.

When exactly did the muddy feet start to sink... Looking at the face in front of him, even he himself couldn't tell the answer.

All I know is that no matter what, I can't let go.

"Jinglu"'s well-articulated knuckles climbed up the boy's clean and indifferent cheeks, and the rough fingertips stroked gently.

Zhou Cheng was sleeping soundly, when he noticed the strangeness on his face, he frowned first, raised his hand to grab the knuckles that were scrambling on his face, and then slowly opened his eyes.

He Xiao looked at the confused and unfocused eyes in his eyes, and raised his thin lips slightly, "Are you awake?"

Zhou Cheng's eyes were blurred for a while and finally fixed on his face. Seeing him, he snorted, then closed his eyes again, and muttered in a low voice, "...I'm so sleepy, Don't make trouble."

"Well, don't make trouble, you go to sleep."

He Xiaojun smiled faintly, lowered his head to touch the corner of his lips, and got out of bed.

The door closed gently.

On the bed, Zhou Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and immediately sat up.

The quilt on his body slipped off, and his skin touched the cool morning air, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

No need to look, he also knew that he was not wearing anything.

He glanced at the bright sky outside, and when he thought of the madness last night, he couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling a trace of regret in his heart.

He obviously made up his mind to leave as soon as he got the things, and cut off the relationship completely, but what is he doing... Annoyed on the bed for a while, he got up and got out of bed, found a suit of clothes to put on, Then went to the bathroom to wash up.

When I came out, I just heard the sound of the car downstairs driving out of the yard.

Zhou Cheng went downstairs to have breakfast, and then quickly returned to the second floor while the servant was clearing away the tableware.

After replacing the monitor, he sneaked into the study with ease, opened the hanging picture on the wall, and pressed the password number by number according to the keys entered by the man last night.

When 0, 2, 0, 9 pressed the last number, the door of the safe bounced open with a "bang".

A certain detail that he had been subconsciously ignoring all along seemed to be bounced off a clogged nerve with this sound.

Zhou Cheng stood in front of the opened box in a daze, but did not make any further moves.

He suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

His fingertips trembled slightly because of the sudden realization.

That's right, why did he not notice such an obvious point until now.

It was obviously a string of numbers that looked familiar, why didn't he find out...it was his birthday number.

A question that puzzled him even more than these—why would a man use his birthday as a password?

He hadn't even considered such a possibility.

Because he felt that he was not yet such an existence.

At least in his heart, he thinks so.

That's why at the beginning of guessing the password, this possibility was arbitrarily discarded.

Suddenly, there was a trace of panic in his heart for no reason, thinking of the documents the man gave him last night, and what he said.

Thinking of the sadness that always lingered in his eyes when he was happy in bed... Zhou Cheng seemed to be in a nightmare, and his breathing lost his rhythm uncontrollably.

After being dazed for a while, he managed to pull back Fei Yuan's thoughts, closed his eyes, and forcibly eliminated those memories that kept stirring his heartstrings out of his mind.

In any case, there was not much time left for him.

He had to get it in his hands today.

After stabilizing his mind, he opened his eyes again and looked into the safe.

What caught my eye was the document bag that the man showed him last night, which was placed on top. Besides, there was a dark blue velvet jewelry box in the corner, which was very conspicuous.

Zhou Cheng passed the object directly, and He Minnan told him that it was either a paper document or a US.

U disk...

Randomly flipping through the contents, he quickly found a small silver USB flash drive.

Although I don't know if something is right, but I guess it can't be wrong.

Time was running out, so Zhou Cheng didn't look for it anymore, closed the safe again, put the paintings back to their original positions, and left.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he packed up a few sets of clothes casually, and before leaving, he left behind the bank card with the bear on it and the piano that the man gave him.

He put the piano in the cabinet, and he put the bank card in the drawer.

If there is no accident, the man will find out about it after a period of time... and by then, he should have been gone in Shanghai long ago.

When Zhou Cheng went down to the first floor with his schoolbag on his back, the servant was cleaning the living room.

Seeing him carrying a schoolbag, the servant put down what he was doing, and asked anxiously, "Mr. Zhou, where are you going? Lunch... are you coming back for lunch?"

Zhou Cheng glanced at her, and replied softly, "No, I have to go back to school to take the final exam, and I should be at school this week." "Oh... so, then you should talk to He Did you say that, sir?"

Zhou Cheng was in a hurry to leave, and perfunctory, a little absent-mindedly said, "I'll talk to him."

After all, he walked straight out of the gate of the villa.