You pervert! ! !

Yu Heng never knew that Zhao Chenghuai would be so ruthless!

One minute before, Zhao's younger brother was patiently and meticulously helping him with ice packs to relieve the pain.

Yu Heng wobbled his other leg, and said in a self-defeating way: "Although badminton was a draw today, I sprained my leg. From the result, you should owe me one."

Zhao Chenghuai, who was applying ice compresses to him, slowly raised his eyes and stared at him, "I owe you?"

Yu Heng settled the accounts seriously, "You said I broke my leg if I lost, but I didn't lose at all, and my leg was still broken. You got what you wanted, but you didn't win. Do you owe me?"

Zhao Chenghuai's fingertips landed on the edge of the red and swollen ankle, evoking a smile.

I understand, Yu Heng is making progress.

"So, you want me to take off my arm to pay you?"

"It's useless to remove the arm."

Yu Heng was very forgiving, "Wash my feet, we'll be even."

Yu Heng thought that Zhao Chenghuai would not be happy and would fight with him to win or lose.

As a result, the good brother stared at him silently for a moment, then turned around quietly and went out, and brought him back a basin of hot water.

The warm water avoided the sprained area, soaking Yu Heng comfortably.

Sitting by the bed, he could see Zhao Chenghuai's beautiful eyebrows when he lowered his head.

And those slender and beautiful fingers, white as jade, pressing on the red and swollen ankle, slowly helping him wash off the potion on the edge.

However, Zhao Chenghuai's action was not like washing his feet, but more like carefully watering the jade to be carved.

Before Yu Heng could express his confusion, those gentle fingers caught Yu Heng's swollen ankle.

Zhao Chenghuai raised his head and said, "Since we're even..."

"Ok?"

"Then your foot, it's better to break it."

Then, then Yu Heng jumped up!

"I killed you, Zhao Chenghuai!"

That was so painful to Yu Heng, he could feel the strength of his fingertips in an instant, and they suddenly pressed against the sprained place.

It can take others away in an instant!

It's a pity that there is no end, Zhao Chenghuai covered the wound with his palm, and rubbed back and forth under the ankle with great strength.

Yu Heng struggled on the bed in pain, and warned fiercely: "If you do it again, you f-ah! Don't!"

The warning turned into a beg for mercy.

The swollen ankle fell on Zhao Chenghuai's fingertips, it was so firm that he couldn't move, and Yu Heng couldn't even shrink back.

Yu Heng's eyes were tearing from the pain, and the gaze he stared at Zhao Chenghuai was so pitiful that he couldn't speak clearly from the pain.

I don't know if it's because of his pitiful appearance that he won sympathy, or if the bad brother just wanted to teach him a lesson.

After the momentary pain was over, the severe pain in the ankle eased.

The congestion and swelling that had been around for the whole day disappeared completely.

Yu Heng finally recovered from his stress, lay on his back and looked at Zhao Cheng with a smug smile, and cursed bitterly.

"Your uncle!"

His reaction was too interesting, beyond Zhao Chenghuai's expectations.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled brightly, looking at him quietly, in a great mood.

"I was afraid that you would be in too much pain during the day, so I didn't dare to do it. Since you think it doesn't matter if your leg is broken, I might as well try to push the bruise away."

Depend on!

With a high-sounding sound, Yu Heng died of anger.

"Won't you speak first?"

He thought that Zhao Chenghuai was really going to break his leg, and he felt a wave of panic in his heart, kicking wildly on the bed like a fool.

That must be stupid!

Zhao Chenghuai laughed!

"Say it, you won't react so interestingly."

The young man's voice was low and cheerful, and his sight in the night did not conceal his happiness, "Did you just think that I really wanted to break your foot?"

of course.

Yu Heng felt that piercing pain, and he regretted making a joke with Zhao Chenghuai.

He touched his conscience and said that he is not a delicate guy, but he swears that Zhao Chenghuai's fingertips were stronger just now, and he would have fainted from the pain.

Yu Heng, who was self-inflicted, was cursing in his heart.

With a smiling voice, Gentle asked: "Are you still washing?"

"No more washing!" Yu Heng bent his feet and took the towel, "I'm going to bed, so hurry up—"

squeak...

The room door rattled slightly.

Yu Heng looked over suddenly and found that the door was not closed.

Zhao Chenghuai turned his gaze to the crack, finally let Yu Heng go, stood up and pushed open the door casually.

In the corridor at the door, two tiptoeing children squatted there with surprise and horror on their faces.

Nangong Ji saw Yu Heng with a pale face on the bed, and immediately called out in a sweet voice, "Father, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yu Heng returned weakly, "Your bad brother gave me a massage, but his hands are too strong."

Explaining the situation did not forget to strongly condemn.

Even the gaze towards Zhao Chenghuai was as sharp as a knife.

It's a pity that Zhao Chenghuai didn't mind at all, and even reached out to grab Nangong Xi who was about to rush into the room.

"Don't get too close, lest your father get hurt more."

Ruthless prevented father and son from embracing each other.

Yu Heng gritted his teeth, how could Zhao Chenghuai have the nerve to say such a thing.

Even if Nangong Xiaoyu rushed all over and bumped into his foot, the damage caused was not as great as when he kneaded the wound just now!

Nangong Jiqi and Ai Ai looked at him in surprise.

Yu Heng was tired and sleepy, so he couldn't comfort the little boy meticulously.

"You all go to bed early."

He just wanted to wrap up quietly in bed and think about life, "By the way, take your bad brother away."

Nangong Ji and Ye Zhennan screamed and went upstairs to investigate the situation.

As a result, they stood obediently outside the closed room door, and saw the indifferent and cruel Zhao Chenghuai, who was hardworking and virtuous, holding a basin, pouring out the footwashing water, and putting away the towel, working hard like a real life assistant.

Then, lead them downstairs.

The laptop on the desk is wide open.

Zhao Chenghuai walked over to take a look, reached out and pressed a few keys, interrupting Nangong Ji's work.

"So free, it seems that you have enough time tonight."

As he said that, he turned off the computer and stared at Nangong Ji cruelly.

Nangong Ji died of injustice.

He heard his father screaming as if he was going to be killed downstairs, can he not go up and have a look?

The bad brother was originally a ruthless devil.

Even if his father can't be saved, he should express his deep condolences immediately!

"Brother, I will work hard tomorrow." The child's voice was soft, for fear of making Zhao Chenghuai unhappy.

Zhao Chenghuai didn't say anything, but patted Ye Zhennan on the shoulder.

"What do you want to say to your boss? Say it quickly. I'll take you home."

Ye Zhennan experienced ups and downs all night, and at this time the tremella soup couldn't be bothered, and he solemnly said with a face of sharing secrets:

"Boss, don't worry, I will keep it a secret!"

Nangong Ji: ...

You better be!

Yu Heng didn't sleep well all night.

Although Zhao Chenghuai took care of the bruise with his own hands, it still hurts.

The thin bed covering the feet actually became a kind of heavy pressure, so awkward that Yu Heng could only stretch out his feet to feel the desertedness of the night.

The colder a person is, the more he craves warmth.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, always feeling the warmth of Zhao Cheng's palm in his ankles and calves, spreading around the cold skin, creating the illusion of being wrapped in warmth.

It was pretty good for my brother to warm his feet.

It's just too hard to strike!

When he woke up the next day, Yu Heng's feet were obviously less painful.

The red, swollen and bruised place yesterday was only left with a piece of blue, and it seemed that the swelling had gradually subsided. He could even try to walk on tiptoe.

Yu Heng put on his clothes slowly, thinking about how to go to work today.

At this point in time, Zhao Chenghuai should send Hideo to study. Although Ye Shaoyang lives next door, he has social activities every day, so he can't take the car.

Just as Yu Heng was thinking about what to do, there was a soft knock on the door.

He made a normal appearance, and before he could answer, the door was opened.

It was Zhao Chenghuai.

"Huh?" Yu Heng quickly looked at the time, "You haven't sent Hideo to school yet?"

Having found a more convenient way to deliver the cub, Zhao Chenghuai said with a smile, "I let him take Ye Zhennan's car."

Yu Heng got out of bed with a serious expression, "No, it's too dangerous to let Hideo stay with the Ye family boy."

"You don't even know whether their cars are driving out of the community to go to school or to break the law."

The old father's worries never abated. Ye Zhennan occasionally went to pick up Nangong Ji yesterday, it was a last resort.

If Nangong Yin finds out, no one can control him, and he will go back to his old business every minute.

Yu Heng was so worried that he stood up and wanted to go to school.

However, Zhao Chenghuai stretched out his hand to support him and said with a smile.

"You don't have to worry, he doesn't dare."

It's not that Nangong Ji didn't dare, he just didn't have time to dare.

His mind is full of the last day's time limit, the program is still short of the last paragraph of summary debugging, and the kidnapper is on the loose.

The journey to school was not long, and he looked ahead solemnly, wishing that time would go faster.

It's best to leave school at noon immediately and get the bad brother's computer again!

It never occurred to him that he could take this opportunity to escape from surveillance and go to the secret base that Ye Zhennan had built for him.

Because the world is vast beyond his imagination.

He has tried many methods, and the information that he can't find at all is all in Zhao Chenghuai's hands!

In his mind, Zhao Chenghuai was second only to Yu Heng in tallness. It was more useful to negotiate terms and exchange benefits with a bad brother than to fight alone in the black market.

The time passed painfully and anxiously.

Until noon, Zhao Chenghuai picked him up with his laptop as promised.

Nangong Ji didn't want to eat anymore, and said eagerly: "Brother, let's go home directly. I only need 10 minutes to finish writing the program and hand it over to you."

"No." Zhao Chenghuai was stern and selfless, "Your father wants me to watch you eat."

Children can't miss a meal.

So, Nangong Xi hurriedly finished his lunch, and with Zhao Chenghuai's leisurely watch over, he spent half an hour finishing the program.

Nangong Ji's efficiency was getting faster and faster, and Zhao Chenghuai finally felt that he had lived up to his expectations.

Zhao Chenghuai felt happy when he thought that he could continue the procedure in the afternoon and blackmail Yu Heng, who was handicapped, into agreeing to various conditions.

The bad brother is in a good mood, and his eyes become gentle when he looks at the little boy.

He said: "Originally, I should wait until Party A accepts it before fulfilling my promise. But—"

Zhao Chenghuai had a smile on the corner of his mouth, friendly and friendly, "I can tell you the information you want to know in advance this time."

"Okay!" Nangong Ji was deeply moved.

Sure enough, my efforts were not in vain, the bad brother still has humanity.

In his expectant blue eyes, Zhao Chenghuai kept smiling and said calmly:

"The person who kidnapped you is called Tasia Kuznechenoi. She said that your mother is the descendant of the surviving princess of the last Russian Tsar Nicholas II. She is the current head of the princess's bodyguard. The reason for kidnapping you is—"

"You, Nangong Ji, are the continuation of the czar's blood. Although the Russian monarchy no longer exists, the descendants of the surviving princess still legally have the right to rule the Melissa Islands in the northernmost part of the earth."

Zhao Chenghuai showed a meaningful smile, "In other words, she wants to take you back to be king."

Nangong Ling was dumbfounded.

Such an outrageous thing, how can the bad brother say it seriously without laughing!

The kid frowned, trying in vain to see the joking look on Zhao Chenghuai's face.

"Brother, do you believe in these nonsense?"

Zhao Chenghuai said: "She spoke very sincerely, and she also told me kindly that your biological father is one of the current seven monarchs of Siberia, and he is also sending people to the country to find you, and he is going to take you back to undergo strict training. , to become the emperor above ten thousand people."

Nangong Ji: ...

"Because the training was too strict, Tasia didn't want you to suffer, so she acted rashly and decided to escort you back to Melissa. As long as you become the king of the Melissa Islands, you don't need to go to Siberia."

Nangong Ji: ...

Nangong Ji stared at Zhao Chenghuai silently.

Zhao Cheng looked at him with a pleasant smile.

What kind of monarch what kind of king.

Did he stab the mentally ill to meet two kidnappers with abnormal brains?

"So... brother, how do you know this information?"

Compared with the shock brought by the information itself, Nangong Ji was more curious about how the bad brother knew so clearly!

However, the bad brother showed a gentle smile that Nangong Hin was familiar with and feared.

"Of course it's because I caught them, hung them up, and stabbed them one at a time. I heard that they were crying and begging before they died."

This is very real.

Much more real than the Tsar Princess!

Nangong's spirit was shaken, and he vowed that he would never be an enemy of Brother Horror in this life.

When he heard the news of the kidnapper's death, he felt melancholy for a while.

Why did the bad brother help him tear people into pieces before he did it himself?

The bad brother's love came too suddenly.

Nangong Ji felt that he could continue his journey as a happy little hacker again.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to forget about Melissa and Siberia, blinked his big blue eyes, and said obediently: "Since they are dead, then I will forgive them."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the laptop to move freely.

Before the hand touched the keyboard, there was a knocking sound suddenly.

Zhao Chenghuai tapped his knuckles on the table, reminding him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Nangong Xi didn't know why, so he said with a blank expression: "I completed this mission half a day ahead of schedule, according to our agreement——"

"Hideous." Zhao Chenghuai raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, "Our agreement this time is that you complete the task in three days, and I will tell you about the kidnapper."

"..."

"Now, I've given you the information."

Nangong's eyes widened, watching the bad brother put away the computer in front of him.

"Bad brother, didn't you reward me with the kidnapper's information?"

"Reward?" Zhao Chenghuai narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice was low and threatening, "You have obtained such precious information, and you even have two thrones to inherit, and you don't think it's enough?"

It seemed that Nangong Xi dared to say that it was not enough, and he was about to ask the children to pay the price of being greedy.

"...Enough is enough."

He worked so hard for so long, just for the last tsar, the King of Siberia?

Really enough!

The author has something to say: Nangong Ji: Don't think that I'm just a child, and deceive me with such lies.

Zhao Chenghuai: I didn't expect you to be so desireless and unmoved in the face of the two thrones. Your father must be very touched when he finds out.