You pervert! ! !

Yu Heng was stunned.

He was used to Zhao Chenghuai's secondary threat of chopping off his toes and fingers.

But they all attacked Nangong Ji, and said for the first time that they wanted to break his legs.

"Why?" The old father complained for Mr. Nangong, "You used to say that you cut off your hideous toes. How did you change?"

Zhao Chenghuai looked at him with a half-smile, and said sullenly, "You lost five rounds to your son last night. As his defeated opponent, what right do you have to bet on him?"

The younger brother had clear logic and thoughtful thinking, and what he said made sense, Yu Heng was speechless.

How did everyone know about the secret teaching of the children in the tower defense last night?

Zhao Chenghuai's tone seemed to be sarcasm, but also seemed to be angry. He even remembered clearly how many rounds he had lost. This psychological shadow was big enough.

"Okay."

Yu Heng grabbed the badminton racket, looking at his brother innocently.

It is really unreasonable for him to lose a few rounds even with children.

He stood in two or three steps, stretched his arms, and used his racket to trace Zhao Chenghuai's slender outline.

"It seems that I must win this round of badminton, let you see how good I am!"

Yu Heng said provocatively: "If I win, I will take off your arm. Don't regret it."

Straightforward, very domineering.

Xu Minwei was sweating profusely while listening to this conversation.

He quietly glanced at the three directors next to him, and found that apart from being a little excited, they didn't feel panicked or surprised.

Seems to be used to similar bets.

Are Boss Yu and Zhao Ershao playing so socially?

Playing badminton and starting to press on the thighs and arms, interrupted and unloaded at every turn, this is more terrifying than the huge bets of hundreds of thousands or millions that Xu Minwei has heard.

Xu Minwei is grateful for his kneeling and begging for mercy every day.

As expected of a company that can only leave with its fingers, it is very wise for him to keep his fingers with his knees.

Started off with a big bet.

Badminton has become more advanced.

Zhao Chenghuai took the badminton, walked to the opposite side, raised the ball with his fingertips slightly, raised his hand and waved the racket, and the ball rushed steadily towards the opposite side.

He played the ball gently, not as cruelly as he trained Xu Minwei before.

However, Yu Heng aimed at the ball, slammed it hard, and slapped the ball directly to the ground!

With a sound of "snap!", the game is over before the ball goes back and forth for the second time.

Zhao Chenghuai stared at the ferocious kicking track, without moving, watching the badminton die at his feet in a cool and indifferent way.

Yu Heng laughed out loud, pointed at the ball that didn't survive, and said, "This counts as a loss for you."

Zhao Chenghuai wanted to catch the ball just now, and he was sure to be able to catch it.

But the ball was kicked to the ground from the very beginning, it was no longer playing badminton, but Yu Heng relied on the fact that there was no badminton net in the small square, and forced Zhao Chenghuai to catch it.

Zhao Cheng looked at him with a smile in his deep eyes.

"You deliberately?"

Yu Heng's face was brimming with pride, and he felt that his younger brother's expression was familiar, as if he had been drawn into the camp by black chess and forced to resist.

"Yes, I did it on purpose!"

The young brother remembered the loss, bent slightly to pick up the ball, and looked up.

Serve again.

Badminton in the small square has changed from an ordinary leisure activity to a mysterious competition.

Xu Minwei was on the badminton team at the university and played hundreds of games. He has never seen such a ruthless guy as Yu Heng!

Yu Heng, who doesn't talk about martial arts, plays a lot of tricks in badminton.

There is no parabola in the air for the light shuttlecock, it is all straight lines connecting the ground!

Feather whoosh!call out!call out!Scraping the air, the onlookers watched the group of four hold their breath and stare dumbfounded.

The viciousness of Yu Heng's swing was like a murderous badminton!

Amid the sound of the small square breaking through the air, the white fluff of the shuttlecock flew around.

Zhao Chenghuai is a good catcher, with long legs, long hands, and flexible limbs. He moves his whole body to catch the ball in a handsome and elegant posture.

Yu Heng didn't care to appreciate it, he stared at Zhao Chenghuai's blind spot and swung wildly.

Just kidding, the battle to defend his thigh, how could he take it lightly.

Although he was tired all over, Yu Heng still saw the right moment and made a dunk, which was bound to kill the bad brother!

With a sound of "Clang!", Zhao Chenghuai hit the ground hard with his racket, and caught the ball abruptly.

The sound of the racket hitting the ground was sonorous and crisp.

With that posture, even if you dig three feet into the ground, return the ball the same way.

Depend on!

Yu Heng didn't expect his younger brother to fight so hard, the racket was almost deformed, and he could scoop up the ball and hit it back.

He was unprepared, all he had in his eyes was the badminton that had come back to life, and he suddenly reached out to catch it——

It fell so handsomely!

"Brother Yu, are you okay?"

"Too hard, too hard!"

"I'll go, I'll go, where did I fall?"

When the directors saw the boss fall, they hurried over to ask him about his health.

They surrounded Yu Heng tightly, making Yu Heng miserable.

In fact, Yu Heng was really miserable.

He was wearing short sleeves, and his elbows hurt when they rubbed against the ground. Even if he turned over, he could stand up, but Yu Heng sat there frowning.

It hurts, I don't think about it.

Zhao Chenghuai is too much, can't the badminton be put into the ground with peace of mind?

The square was about to be punched into a hole by his badminton racket, and he was so obsessed with the ball.

Zhao Chenghuai walked over, his eyes were helpless and funny, and he lowered his eyes and asked him, "Why are you so desperate to pick it up?"

"Why are you fighting back so desperately!" Yu Heng was angry, "Can't you let me?"

Of course not.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled silently, reaching out to pull him up.

However, the mature adult directly ignored his kindness, sat on the ground, and slowly raised his trouser legs.

When Yu Heng fell to the ground, his center of gravity suddenly fell on his left ankle.

He tore open the top of the sock, and sure enough, he saw a horrific redness and swelling.

"Are you sprained?" Zhao Chenghuai's cold voice came from above his head.

"Ok!"

Yu Heng held a grudge very much, so he seemed very blunt in his answers.He let go of his hands and was about to stand up, but before he could exert any force on his legs, Zhao Chenghuai raised his hand to grab his arm, and directly lifted him up.

"Let go, let go, it's not that serious." Yu Heng tapped his left foot to the ground, exerting a little force, and it hurt deeply.

Sure enough, Zhao Chenghuai let go.

Yu Heng felt that his younger brother was so obedient that the cripple was sad, and he planned to find Ran Guangran as a human crutch.

Suddenly, he was hugged by the strong and healthy Zhao Chenghuai.

"Hey!"

Yu Heng's face turned blue, which was even more embarrassing.

Hongye Company happily went to team building, but the boss twisted his foot when he came back.

Under Yu Heng's strong protest and the strong suggestions of the employees, Yu Heng was finally carried back.

At least not being hugged back, so embarrassing.

There are no clinics near the company, and Zhao Chenghuai, a decathlete, took out Yunnan Baiyao from the rest room and sprayed wildly.

The cool and sedative effect immediately made Yu Heng feel much better.

"Small things, it shouldn't hurt the bones, it's just a sprained tendon."

The red and swollen ankle was smeared with black and blue, which instantly set off Yu Heng's calf which was translucent and white.

Unfortunately, Yu Heng's judgment is not trustworthy, Ran Guangran said: "Let's take you to the hospital, it's only ten minutes away."

Yu Heng looked at the time, "No, the outsourcing company should send the data later, and they said that there will be a meeting. We can't delay."

The boss is very professional, which made everyone worry.

Lin Manxin said, "Then I'll bring you a basin of ice and apply ice."

"Ice compresses are only for emergencies. Yu Heng, you should go to the hospital." Su Qing stared at Yu Heng's ankle sadly, "Ms. Xu has taught us for so long, and we will study the data we received together without any delay. ..."

"I still have to read it myself before I can—"

As Yu Heng spoke, he cried out in pain defenselessly!

The severe pain in the ankle came suddenly, and he subconsciously withdrew his left foot in cold sweat, but he was held firmly by the palm of the bad brother without moving.

Knuckle fingers, swollen ankles complete the brutal deed.

Zhao Chenghuai, the culprit, held Yu Heng's left foot tightly and refused to let go. He also pretended to be a doctor and diagnosed:

"There's really no bone damage."

Yu Heng wanted to kill him.

However, Zhao Chenghuai's fingertips were still holding the swollen and painful place, touching it inch by inch, it was like torture, bringing a piercing pain, as if deliberately torturing him.

"Stop touching it!"

Yu Heng reached out and patted Zhao Chenghuai's hand away, "The more you touch it, the more painful it will be."

This time Zhao Chenghuai didn't resist, stood up and walked straight to the refrigerator in the pantry.

"I'll get some ice," he said.

Behind them are the young people's serious concern for Yu Heng, and their voices are chattering, full of pure concern for Yu Heng.

Perhaps only in Zhao Chenghuai's eyes are the tragic wounds that so many eyes stare at, which are particularly different.

Yu Heng's legs were as pale as he hadn't seen for a long time, and his swollen ankles were blushing, forcibly restraining Yu Heng's usual arrogance and rebellion, and his fragility made his heart palpitate.

The cold air from the refrigerator temporarily froze his uncontrollable thoughts.

Holding the ice cube with his fingertips, he was soaked in a biting chill, and finally calmed down the burning ankle fire.

Just now, Zhao Chenghuai even thought of this, and exerted force with his fingertips to break Yu Heng's leg bone.

The ankle joint, which was more slender than he imagined, made an irresistible crisp sound in his palm, which was bound to be accompanied by Yu Heng's wail of begging for mercy.

"God King, do you want a towel?" Lin Manxin's gentle words interrupted Zhao Chenghuai's thoughts.

Zhao Chenghuai's eyes were silent, and he smiled.

"need."

This may be the weirdest meeting Yu Heng has ever held.

The three directors sat across from each other and discussed with him various parts of "Awakening".

And he raised his leg and put it on Zhao Chenghuai's lap, feeling the duality of warm palm and cold towel.

The life assistants tended to the injured and performed impeccably.

Yu Heng felt awkward.

He can't tell, is it because Zhao Chenghuai likes to cover his ankles with his palms after cold compresses, ironing him makes him uncomfortable?

Or because the trouser legs are rolled up above the knees, it looks disheveled in the conference room?

In short, uncomfortable.

So much so that during the intermission, everyone was busy contacting relevant departments to debug the results of the meeting, and Yu Heng knocked on the table.

"Chenghuai, it's almost time, you go to pick up Hideo first."

"Ah."

Zhao Chenghuai let go of that pale and tragic leg, and said as if without nostalgia, "When I send him to school in the afternoon, I will buy you some ice packs when I come back."

His fingers were soaked in the cold water, and he wiped it on Yu Heng's foot towel as if nothing had happened.

"I'll ask someone else to pick up your son at night, and I'll accompany you to work overtime."

It is better to say that it is to accompany him than to accompany his miserable old leg.

Yu Heng thought it was too much.

No matter how gentle and virtuous my younger brother is, he can't push his limits.

"You'd better go to accompany Hideon to do homework at night."

Yu Heng was worried, and seriously told him, "Don't look at him as an honest man, he might be plotting some kind of destructive conspiracy behind his back. Don't fall for his cute trick."

Zhao Cheng looked at him with a gentle smile.

The destructive conspirator has long since become a dedicated development engineer.

He has new fun and certainly won't waste time with the cub.

He glanced at Yu Heng's ankle lightly, "Don't worry, I will find someone who can watch over him."

After a short lunch break at noon, Zhao Chenghuai walked the cub to the school gate, and handed the computer bag directly to Nangong Ji.

The child was carrying a dead computer bag with a shocked, terrified, and ecstatic expression on his face.

It felt like the bad brother was going to say in a second: Take my computer and leave this miserable place.

Incredibly impossible.

Fortunately, Zhao Chenghuai explained, "I want to accompany your dad tonight, I don't have time to pick you up."

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with letting elementary school students bring computers into school. "At that time, someone will stand at the school gate waiting for you after school. Follow him to have dinner, and when you get home, you should do whatever you want."

Zhao Chenghuai was not worried at all that Nangong Xie took the opportunity to let the computer fly freely.

The situation in front of him is obviously that the information about the kidnapper that he can't find is more important than the black market where he can hang out at any time.

The child was ecstatic when he heard this.

"Then can I write programs during recess in the afternoon?"

He opened his cute big eyes and said seriously: "I will avoid my classmates and surveillance!"

"Yeah." Zhao Chenghuai nodded, considering Yu Heng's tragic situation, he added perfunctorily: "There is no need to be so anxious. Even if your father comes back from overtime at night, he has no time to take care of you for the time being. You have enough time."

Nangong Ji was ecstatic just now, but now he was stunned.

This made it seem like Yu Heng was unconscious and unconscious, and he was waiting for the hospital to return the product immediately, and sent him home to lie down and die!

"What happened to my dad?"

Nangong Hide's tone was a little anxious.

Zhao Chenghuai's eyes wandered slowly, feeling that the boy's acting skills have improved, and Yu Heng must be very moved to see it.

"Say it!" Nangong Ji was really anxious.

The bad brother sneered with his deep blue eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone:

"I sprained my ankle."

Nangong Ji:? ? ?

After experiencing a painful fall to the ground, Yu Heng in Nangong Ji's heart was as tall as a towering tree, sheltering him from the wind and rain.

As a result, the big tree sprained its feet.

I played badminton.

And because the badminton opponent is Zhao Chenghuai, the bad brother shoulders the burden of taking care of Yu Heng, and waits for Yu Heng to finish working overtime at night and come back together.

Nangong Ji was in a very complicated mood.

Even during breaks between classes, he carried his laptop to the rooftop, his mind full of thoughts of hating iron for being weak.

He also thought that Yu Heng was superior in all aspects, and that he could also play badminton with its own special missile effect, killing the bad brother to the point where he was powerless to fight back.

think too much.

It turns out that Dad is an idiot who can sprain his feet playing badminton!

All of a sudden, he was so dead, Ah Zai felt ashamed for him.

This is the second day of the new mission.

Nangong Ji sat in the corner of the roof, quickly turned on the computer, and started his great career.

Through last night's surprise make-up class, he perfectly mastered the interesting mysteries of classic games.

First of all, the game mode should be simple.

Then, AI computing needs to be changeable.

It is best to set up a few unexpected sarcasm lines to provoke the player's unwillingness to admit defeat and let them feel the cruelty of the world.

Just like-

"Are you trash?"

It must be able to arouse the continuous anger of the players, and strive to be strong like him!

Campus life with computers is really happy.

Nangong Ji was always having sex on the roof between classes, and then waited for the class bell to ring before returning slowly.

The progress is moving forward slowly, but the joy it brings overflows my chest.

When the school bell rang, Nangong Ji's children would jump to the school gate with their laptops.

Then, he met the guy who was waiting for him after school——

"Boss!"

Ye Zhennan rushed over very consciously of the younger brother, reaching out to help the boss carry the bag.

It's a pity that Nangong hides protecting the computer like protecting food, and doesn't give face at all.

"Isn't junior high school over yet?" Nangong Hin raised his eyebrows angrily.

"I'm asking for leave." Ye Zhennan was very happy, and led the boss to the car, "I happen to be staying at my uncle's house tonight, we can have dinner at my uncle's house!"

A 13-year-old gifted child, the first in his age, loved by his teacher, and has an exclusive driver who picks him up, and it's just a matter of whether he can go to class or not.

He received a call from Ye Shaoyang and happily asked the teacher for leave.

Without hesitation at all, he became Assistant Zhao's substitute.

Going back to my uncle's house and having dinner are all Ye Zhennan's chattering stand-up comedy.

Nangong Xie silently finished his dinner, carrying his laptop and schoolbag on his back, and was about to go home and wait for his father.

Seeing the cooking aunt of Ye Shaoyang's family, I was very moved.

Ye Zhennan didn't even think about it, and followed the boss home.

"What's the matter with King King and Uncle Yu today? Did they have a secret duel and went to make a game appointment again?"

"Or the next major project my uncle mentioned is quietly undergoing internal testing, so both Uncle Yu and God KING are going to debug it?"

"Uncle Yu is really good. I feel that there is no game in this world that he doesn't know, and the games he makes will always be amazing!"

Nangong grinned.

What a great thing.

How can he be worthy of the title of "God" when he can sprain his feet playing badminton, hum!

A few steps away, the door of the home is within easy reach.

Nangong Xie walked home with the computer in his hand, and finally smiled and waved to chatterbox Ye Zhennan in a good mood.

"Bye-Bye!"

After finishing speaking, the child with a cute smile was cruel and merciless, and slammed the door directly in front of Ye Zhennan!

The world is quiet.

Game development engineer mode ON!

"Awakening" discusses the liaison meeting, which lasts until night, and is also interspersed with video conferences from several outsourcing companies.

Yu Heng had a leg pain, a back pain and a headache. He maintained an awkward posture and kept staring at the maps of both offense and defense to feed back the efficiency problem, trying to come up with a solution tonight.

However, the life assistant is in every possible way.

"It's nine o'clock." Zhao Chenghuai looked at the time and urged the boss to get off work.

Yu Heng frowned, bent his left leg, and buried his head in deep thought, "Go back first, I'll think about it later."

Zhao Chenghuai reminded him, "If you don't go home, your son won't sleep."

The old father immediately felt the pain of being a father. Zhao Chenghuai's absence by Nan Gongxi's side tonight already worried him. If he came back later, the little boy might bully Ye Zhennan and cry.

For the sake of his friendship with the Ye family, and the happy growth of Nangong Ji's children.

Yu Heng turned off the computer silently, and reluctantly stood up with his support.

"Brother, you really understand me."

On the way home the night was hazy, Zhao Chenghuai drove fast and steadily.

Yu Heng sat in the co-pilot drowsy, his mind was full of data from "Awakening", but he couldn't figure it out smoothly.

As soon as their car passed the door of the house, they saw a short figure sitting on the stairs.

Yu Heng thought he was dazzled, and asked in surprise, "Xiaoye, why are you at the door?"

"Ah." Ye Zhennan held the familiar thermos and said foolishly, "I dare not knock on the door."

Yu Heng let Ye Zhennan in, and stared at his little cub who was pretending to be peaceful and pretending to be obedient with books.

The cute kid Ye Zhennan found out that he had sprained his ankle, and he obediently took out the white fungus soup for Nan Gongzhen to honor the patient.

Compared with Mr. Nangong, he is much more cute.

"Don't do this in the future." Yu Heng educated, "It's cold and dark outside, how can we keep the guests outside."

"Uncle Yu, I didn't knock on the door, for fear of disturbing the boss..."

Ye Zhennan forcefully explained.

Nangong Ji really hates Ye Zhennan.

This guy doesn't go back to play games, watch TV and do homework at night, so why did he make a bucket of tremella and lotus seed soup, squatting at the door at night!

"Anyway, it's a sinister mistake."

Knowing that Mr. Nangong is ruthless, Yu Heng still criticized, "You have to learn to put yourself in another place. If you go to play with Xiaoye, and he locks you at the door and won't let you in, how sad you will be."

Nangong Ji snorted lightly.

He will not go to Ye Zhennan, he is not stupid.

The little boy returned to rebellion, even if Yu Heng sprained his ankle, he wanted to give him a love education on the spot.

Before he could figure out how to attack, Zhao Chenghuai suddenly interrupted, "Let's go, let them solve the children's affairs by themselves. I'll help you apply medicine and ice compress."

Zhao Chenghuai looked at the laptop and understood why Nangong Ji did this.

The big project with a time limit of three days only started to make progress tonight.

Ye Zhennan was completely a stumbling block on his way to work, no wonder he was locked out of the door.

Yu Heng's ankle hurts, and before he left, he still didn't forget to tell his son, "Hey, you have to play with Brother Ye well, do you hear me?"

"I heard it." Nangong Xie blinked, very cute.

Zhao Chenghuai sent Yu Heng upstairs, ready to repeat the old trick and give him a convenient horizontal hug.

Yu Heng was very concerned, pushed him away, and said, "Don't hug him, just hold him!"

Zhao Chenghuai was kind and generous, and supported Yu Heng's waist to go upstairs, quietly glanced at the closed laptop on the table from the corner of his eye.

Nangong Xie understood, watched the figure of the old father disappear at the top of the stairs, and immediately grabbed Ye Zhennan.

"Listen! What you see later, you are not allowed to speak, and you are not allowed to leak any secrets!"

For his great cause, he endured humiliation and allowed Ye Zhennan to watch, but he still deeply doubted Ye Zhennan's sense of secrecy.

However, his thoughtless warning made Ye Zhennan's mind echo with the ambiguous shock of KING's god half hugging and half embracing Uncle Yu.

Suddenly, Ye Zhennan became enlightened as if he had opened up the eight extraordinary meridians.

That's it!

Ye Zhennan solemnly saluted the Young Pioneers, "Understood! I promise not to say anything!"

Swear to the death to protect the secret love between Uncle Yu and God KING!

Nangong Ji was very satisfied, and immediately turned on the computer and continued the work just now.

The game mode is simple, but a large number of gameplays are combined to make random levels, which is a test of his programming ability.

Three days have passed and two days have passed, and he must deliver the goods ahead of schedule tonight in order to achieve a win-win outcome of both information and free activities of the kidnappers.

The villa was silent, only the sound of Nangong Hin's little hands tapping on the keyboard.

Ye Zhennan guarded the white fungus and lotus seed soup, propping his chin to look at the jumping characters in the black window.

I just feel that the boss is mighty and terrifying.

He really couldn't understand a word, so he had to silently cheer for the boss.

When the boss finishes the program at hand, he should be able to stop and rest, drink tremella soup and chat with him——

"Ahhh!"

The painful cry suddenly resounded through the villa, and the ground trembled!

"I killed you, Zhao Chenghuai!"

"If you do it again, why don't you, ah! Don't!"

"Your uncle!"

Ye Zhennan was shocked suddenly, he pricked up his ears, and heard the faint yelling and cursing.

Even Nangong Ji frowned, stopped his important work, and stared at the ceiling in panic.

"That, boss..."

Ye Zhennan looked confused, wondering if this was classified as confidential, "Shall we go up and have a look?"

Uncle Yu screamed so badly!

The author has something to say: Nangong Ji: You have to keep my game engineer mission a secret!

Ye Zhennan: Okay, I will definitely keep Uncle Yu and KING a secret!

Nangong Ji:? ? ?