After wearing a heartthrob double, I went on strike

Unreal darkness.

Shen Qiuyu ran wildly, with four tall figures whose faces could not be seen clearly chasing and killing him behind him, each with a 40-meter machete, chasing and chopping at the same time.

He was so exhausted that he was about to run and do the splits, but the four of them chased more and more courageously as if they were beating chicken blood.

Shen Qiuyu was so angry that she wanted to exhale fragrance.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to slice off his skull, when he was frightened, someone suddenly parachuted in to rescue him.

It's Gu Zhuo.

Shen Qiuyu was ecstatic, "Gu po po!"

He swished to hide behind Gu Zhuo.

Without saying a word, Gu Zhuo bent down and picked him up horizontally, avoided the machete with ease, and continued to run forward with him in his arms.

Shen Qiuyu was afraid of falling, so she took advantage of the situation and hugged the back of Gu Zhuo's neck.

Finally free to catch his breath, he calmed down for a moment, looked up at Gu Zhuo, and was about to speak when the phrase "Thank you, big brother" stuck in his throat.

Gu Zhuo's cold and handsome face was replaced by Zhou Qinchen at some point.

Zhou Qinchen sneered on his eerie handsome face, and his words were as cold as snowflakes.

"You dare to hit me."

Omg!

……

Shen Qiuyu opened his eyes suddenly, panting.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, his pupils narrowed and then widened, and the beating of his heart beat in his ears like a drum.

Man, what a big nightmare.

He actually dreamed that four big men were attacking and chasing him with machetes, chasing and slashing at the same time, and also dreamed that Gu Zhuo turned into Zhou Qinchen!

It was a nightmare within a nightmare!

He lightly blinked his dry eyes, calmed down the chaotic heartbeat, and gradually woke up from the nightmare.

While the mind is relaxing, the tense body is also slowly relaxing. Lying flat on the soft and comfortable mattress, he is drowsy, inserting a sharp memory of sudden coldness during his deep sleep.

Shen Qiuyu opened his eyes abruptly.

Wait.

where is this?

Wasn't he in the workshop of an abandoned factory before he fainted?

He turned his head to look at the room, trying to confirm where he was now, when suddenly, something cold on his forehead slid down and landed on the pillow.

It's an ice pack.

Shen Qiuyu: "?"

Shen Qiuyu looked over the ice bag and saw his bag and mobile phone on the bedside table. He took the mobile phone to check and found that it was already 05:30 in the afternoon.

He has been in a coma for a whole day?

Shen Qiuyu raised her drowsy head, exposed almond eyes through the soft and clean quilt, and scanned the interior of the room.

When looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows half a meter away, his eyes paused slightly.

The gloomy and handsome young man sat on the leather chair by the window, with golden brown curly hair tied behind his shoulders, his slender arms resting on the armrest, and with the other hand, he gently flipped the oil painting album on his lap.

A corner of the gauze curtain was opened, and the warm golden light streamed down. The three-dimensional soft light coated his silhouette, and half of his silhouette was hidden in the light and darkness.

He seems to be in a Rembrandt oil painting spanning centuries, which is gorgeous and beautiful, but also has a solemn and solemn beauty.

It was Zhou Qinchen.

Shen Qiuyu's heart skipped a beat suddenly, before he could figure out what was going on, Zhou Qinchen on the other side suddenly raised his eyes.

Shen Qiuyu immediately became alert, lay down quickly, and even pulled off the quilt, pretending not to wake up.

"Click" softly.

Zhou Qinchen closed the yellowed Rembrandt oil painting collection, and his eyes fell on the bed in the bedroom. When he saw the ice bag slipping from the pillow, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

Shen Qiuyu watched the movement in the room with bated breath, feeling like crying in her heart.

Why was Zhou Qinchen the one who saved him?

No, that's not the point.

The point is that Zhou Qinchen's purpose for saving him was definitely not to save him out of good intentions, he must have come to settle accounts with him.

Sure enough, you shouldn't act impulsively. It's fun to slap your face, but it's miserable to be settled afterwards.

Shen Qiuyu huddled under the blanket, thinking about it, but he couldn't figure out how to make up a reason later so that Zhou Qinchen would let him go.

He bit the knuckle of his index finger and rolled his eyes.

An evil thought slowly emerged from the bottom of my heart.

Or just keep doing nothing...

Knock him out.

Shen Qiuyu fell into deep thought.

What hits the head without bleeding and easily dizzy?

"What are you thinking about?"

A low voice suddenly came from the ear.

Shen Qiuyu replied subconsciously, "I'm thinking about what hurts the most when hitting someone, and doesn't bleed."

"Hit Zhou Qinchen?"

"how do you know?"

After Shen Qiuyu answered this sentence, he realized something later.

His back shivered like an electric shock, he turned his head with his neck stiff for a while, and looked at Zhou Qinchen who had lifted the quilt.

Zhou Qinchen: Death Stare.jpg

Shen Qiuyu: "..."

Zhou Qinchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled frighteningly, especially the reddish-brown slap marks on his cheeks that did not fade away, which made Shen Qiuyu's heart skip a beat.

Zhou Qinchen: "Come out."

Shen Qiuyu: "..."

restaurant.

The nanny put the dinner on the table and quietly put the tableware in the right place.

She stared intently, concentrating on her work, not squinting at the people sitting at both ends of the table, and directly ignoring their existence.

The dinner was very rich and it was Italian.

However, although……

Shen Qiuyu resisted the urge to drool, and asked unwillingly: "Why do you eat Italian food, but I want white porridge?"

Zhou Qinchen slowly put down the fork, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Shen Qiuyu stared back at him with her neck straightened, fighting to the end for the sake of dignity (beauty) and dignity (food), without any intention of giving in.

Zhou Qinchen gestured to the nanny with his eyes.

The foreign nanny next to him said coldly: "Mr. Shen, you have a cold. The doctor said that you need a light diet. You can only drink light porridge."

Her Mandarin is very blunt, but it does not prevent Shen Qiuyu from understanding.

Shen Qiuyu stared at the white porridge with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Qinchen was so perverted that he was not only trapped in this room, but also refused to eat him.

Excessive!

Exceed points!

Shen Qiuyu angrily walked towards the entrance of the living room, wanting to run away.

There were several bodyguards around the door, and there were also two burly bodyguards standing at the entrance. One of the bodyguards had a big swollen bump on his forehead, which was hit by something.

The man looked at Shen Qiuyu and looked at him with resentment, as if he had done something terrible.

Shen Qiuyu: "?"

In fact, the bodyguard's heart: very strong iron head skills.

Shen Qiuyu walked around the house a few times, confirmed that it was a cage that he could not fly out of, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

This house is not the villa in Lugu, but is located in the deep mountains, surrounded by lush plants, no people, only a very narrow stone road, the kind that it is difficult to miss the car.

There were four bodyguards outside the house, and two inside the house. Shen Qiuyu was stared at wherever he went, and he was very uncomfortable. But now his body has not fully recovered, and he was a bit suspended after hitting six.

He returned to the restaurant angrily.

Zhou Qinchen saw Shen Qiuyu's series of actions in his eyes, until he sat back with a face full of frustration, sipping rice porridge pitifully, with a bitter melon face that collapsed.

He was in a particularly good mood.

This Shen Qiuyu was more interesting than he imagined.

"Lunch is over, go to the bedroom to take off your clothes, and continue what you didn't finish last time."

Zhou Qinchen said suddenly.

Shen Qiuyu coughed violently, almost choking on the rice porridge.

He looked at Zhou Qinchen in shock, his face full of suffocation.

Why continue what you didn't finish last time, why take off your clothes?What did you do with the original owner? ?

Shen Qiuyu's indifferent face: When I have money, I must buy Zhou Qinchen who can speak clearly at once.

On the opposite side, Zhou Qinchen's eyes fell on Shen Qiuyu's collarbone, as if he could see the little red mole through the thin fabric.

He raised the corner of his lips slightly.