Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

Yue Fanping wanted to harm Zhou Heng wholeheartedly, so——

Even though Zhou Heng rejected him clearly, he still shamelessly followed behind Zhou Heng. Hearing the conversation between Zhou Heng and the three-headed dog, he thought suspiciously that Zhou Heng was mirroring himself!

Ha ha!

You imply I'm going to roll over in the gutter!

Just wait and see!

I'll kill you sooner or later!

Yue Fanping silently swore in his heart.

The three-headed dog, sensing his wickedness and wanting to eat his wickedness as a supper, wagged its tail in delight.

After half an hour—

Zhou Heng and his party came to a local snack street.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were no people on the snack street, which is not a tourist attraction, and the bosses were listlessly waiting for the guests.

Zhou Heng asked Hu Tiancong to send [-] yuan to each member of the team: "Take it and eat whatever you want."

"Thank you Brother Zhou!"

When the team members received the money, they were all overjoyed and dispersed.

After they left, Hu Tiancong complained rather unhappily: "We came back from other places to shoot live broadcasts in deserted villages, and we spent so much money before the serious business started!"

"In life, happiness is the most important thing."

While talking, Zhou Heng walked into the barbecue restaurant on the left and asked for a catty of kebabs.

The boss was overjoyed, and set up a barbecue grill, which was smoky.

Hu Tiancong: "Brother Zhou——"

"Anything else?"

"Ah."

Hu Tiancong pointed to Yue Fanping and others who were always following behind: "What the hell are they trying to do!"

"I can't see that we live better than them."

"That's also—"

"People who hate you feel more uncomfortable seeing you making money than losing money," Zhou Heng said, "This is what Yue Fanping is doing now."

"That's also—"

"He hates me, hates me very, very much."

"Since you know he hates you, why—"

Hu Tiancong couldn't figure it out.

Zhou Heng didn't explain, picked up the barbecue menu and added a bunch of eggplant, tofu skin, chicken feet, chives, rice cake, pork belly, cold skin, ice powder, milk beer and other local special snacks.

Hu Tiancong was stunned: "Brother Zhou, why do you order so much? Can you finish your meal?"

"I can finish eating."

After ordering, Zhou Heng approached Yue Fanping generously: "Have you decided what to have for lunch?"

"I--"

"If you don't think about it, you can come to my table and I will treat you."

"..."

After thinking briefly for 3 minutes, Yue Fanping followed Zhou Heng into the barbecue restaurant, and the team members behind him moved freely.

"That...lunch expenses..."

"Fix it yourself! Don't act like I won't pay you!"

Yue Fanping interrupted the assistant with a dark face.

Team members dare not speak out.

Yue Fanping followed Zhou Heng into the barbecue restaurant, and sat at a table full of skewers, cold noodle, and ice powder: "Brother Zhou ordered a lot."

"Because I was going to treat you to dinner."

"Brother Zhou, you are not being kind! Who doesn't know that you are the most popular anchor in the live broadcasting industry, and you are invited to dinner at a fly restaurant on the side of the road, and all of them are local snacks. No!"

Yue Fanping ran on Zhou Heng strangely.

Hu Tiancong kept rolling his eyes angrily.

Zhou Heng picked up a skewer of roast mutton with a smile on his face, and said, "A treat is about sincerity, not about what to eat."

"Isn't what you eat a sign of sincerity?"

Yue Fanping made an inch of progress.

Zhou Heng: "The sincerity depends on the host, and what you eat depends on the identity of the person being treated."

The implication is that Yue Fanping only deserves to eat the fly restaurants on the roadside.

Yue Fanping suddenly felt that he was making fun of himself, turned his grief and anger into appetite, grabbed the freshly grilled mutton skewers, and put them in his mouth——

"Cough, cough, cough!"

I was soaked in my mouth by the squeaky sheep fat on the surface of the mutton skewers!

"Why is it so hot!"

"Because it just came out of the oven."

Zhou Heng dipped the mutton skewers into the chili red oil so that the red oil and the mutton blended perfectly, and asked the boss to cut half a fresh leg of lamb for the three-headed dog.

It was rare for the boss to meet such a wealthy guest, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

The three-headed dog is also overjoyed to eat delicious fresh leg of lamb.

Hu Tiancong didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhou Heng's gourd, seeing Yue Fanping deflated, his mood was naturally bright and sunny.

Only Yue Fanping's mouth hurts when he speaks, because his mouth is full of hot bubbles, and he can't eat hot or touch it cold.

"Why doesn't Brother Yue eat? Is the food not to your liking?"

Hu Tianming on the side asked wisely.

Yue Fanping was so angry that his teeth itched, but his mouth was full of blisters, and it was not easy to curse: "The food here is too spicy! The doctor said that I have a bad stomach, so I should eat lightly to nourish my stomach!"

"Really? Then Brother Yue, you are too dedicated to your work. You can't eat spicy food and still do live broadcasts of eating devil peppers!"

Hu Tiancong gave Yue Fanping a thumbs up.

Yue Fanping was so annoyed to death, he tried his best to pretend to be calm, and said: "Do what you do and love what you do, this is the basic morality."

"You are indeed very disciplined."

Zhou Heng interrupted unexpectedly.

Yue Fanping: "...Thank you Brother Zhou for your compliment."

Zhou Heng smiled, and pushed the ice powder in front of Yue Fanping: "The ice powder is light, try it."

"Forehead……"

Looking at the brown sugar ice powder filled with white fungus, wolfberry, fermented glutinous rice, and lotus seeds, Yue Fanping suddenly realized that he actually knew very little about Zhou Heng.

In Yue Fanping's impression, Zhou Heng used to be the first brother of Qili.com and now is the pillar of Mengguo's live broadcast. The Temperless Bodhisattva who treats others politely and generously at all times!

Is this him the real him?

What is hidden under his smiling face——

Yue Fanping decided to take the initiative.

"Zhou Heng!"

"what's up?"

Zhou Heng raised his head and looked at Yue Fanping with great interest.

Yue Fanping's scalp became numb after being watched by Zhou Heng, and he mustered up the courage to ask: "To be honest, do you really hate me?"

"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

Zhou Heng looked at Yue Fanping with a smile on his face.

The uneasiness in Yue Fanping's heart became more and more intense because of this: "I...I...I..."

"You guessed it right, I don't like you at all."

"what?"

The sudden confession disrupted Yue Fanping's position again: "What did you just say? You finally admitted that you hate me?"

"Do you need a reason to hate you?"

Zhou Heng asked back.

Yue Fanping: "...I...I...I used to be your fanboy!"

"You said it was in the past, what else do you want to ask?"

"Forehead……"

Yue Fanping was choked again and couldn't speak, so he could only bury his head in eating ice powder. While eating, he suddenly felt that the light and air pressure of the barbecue shop were a bit low——

Yue Fanping raised his head and saw that there was another person behind Zhou Heng, a person whose name he had heard for a long time but had never seen!

Feng Ling!

Holding a puppet cat with excellent appearance in his arms.

"President Feng—"

"Shh."

Feng Ling interrupted Yue Fanping's strike-up, reached out to grab two skewers of roast mutton, and said with disdain, "Is this all you eat?"

"have opinions?"

Zhou Heng asked back, stretched out his hand, and took the little mentally handicapped in Feng Ling's arms.

The little mentally handicapped fell into Zhou Heng's arms happily, and looked at Feng Ling, who was fighting for favor and body with him, with big sea blue eyes provocatively.

Feng Ling: ...Real men don't fight mentally retarded cats!

Pressing his displeasure, he began to flatter Zhou Heng: "I mean, the barbecue shop uses sheep from a farm, and the farm feeds the sheep with additives, and the meat quality is unhealthy."

"Delicious food is the most important thing."

Zhou Heng didn't care about it.

Feng Ling: "But you can't ruin your body for the sake of a momentary desire for good food!"

"Are you worried that my body will be damaged by eating?"

Zhou Heng held a bamboo stick to look at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling nodded, his eyes were so gentle that Yue Fanping thought he was dreaming.

No way! No way!

Is Feng Ling really sincere towards Zhou Heng?

Yue Fanping began to doubt life.

Hu Tiancong pulled Yue Fanping out more tactfully.

Yue Fanping was not happy and tried to stay.

Hu Tiancong kept grabbing Yue Fanping and dragged him outside.

Yue Fanping: "..."

After Yue Fanping and Hu Tiancong left, Zhou Heng motioned Feng Ling to sit down.

Feng Ling deliberately misinterpreted Zhou Heng's meaning, and sat next to Zhou Heng, with one hand trying to—

"Let's finish talking about the serious stuff first."

Zhou Heng interrupted Feng Ling's grumbling.

Feng Ling lowered his face and said "oh" reluctantly.

Zhou Heng continued to eat the skewers, and asked while eating, "Why did you suddenly leave work and come here?"

"I worry about you."

"Worried about me? You know I—"

"Even if you are the Monkey King, the Jade Emperor, or the Tathagata Buddha, I can't control my worries when I think that the place you are about to visit live is an extremely dangerous place!"

"Even if you can't provide me with any useful help?"

"Why can't I provide useful help?! I have money! I can solve problems that money can solve!"

Feng Ling said unhappily.

Zhou Heng: "The ability to pay money cannot solve all problems."

"But it can solve most of the problems!" Feng Ling emphasized, "I use money to solve problems that money can solve, and you use power beyond money to solve problems that money can't. Invincible in the world~”

"You still haven't answered why I suddenly quit work and came here."

Zhou Heng brought the topic back to the original point: "You don't know how strong I am, but you at least know that I'm not just a few brats who can stop me, and suddenly drop everything and come here to find me. Why?"

"because--"

"Can't you tell?"

"It's not impossible to say, it's this matter... this matter..."

Feng Ling was so annoyed that he went crazy.

"Don't say it if you don't know how to say it. I should know it. I will know it sooner or later."

With that said, Zhou Heng pushed a bottle of milk beer in front of Feng Ling: "Do you want to try it?"

"What is this? Milk beer? Milk-flavored beer?"

"To be precise, it is an alcoholic milk drink, the alcohol content is so low that it can be ignored."

"Oh."

Feng Ling took the milk beer, drank half of the bottle in one gulp, and said, "I put aside everything and came here to find you. On the one hand, I was worried that you would be in danger when you were live broadcasting the ghost village. On the other hand, I received a News, a news related to your life experience!"

"My background?"

Zhou Heng was not very interested in the life experience of the original owner.

In his view, everything the original owner owned was the result of the original owner's struggle and had nothing to do with his life experience.

But if the relevant people of background come to find fault——

He will never let these scumbags go.

Seeing Zhou Heng's eyes flickering with displeasure, Feng Ling thought that Zhou Heng wanted to know his background, so he said with a wicked smile, "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you everything I know."

"Think beautifully."

Zhou Heng refused Feng Ling's unreasonable request, and bowed his head to kiss the little mentally handicapped.

Feng Ling: ...you--

Before he could curse out, his body had already entered a state of dizziness, and in a trance——

Ok?

Feng Lingmao looked up and looked at Zhou Heng's chin.

Zhou Heng: "Want to eat roast lamb?"

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow! (You only eat roast lamb! Your whole family eats roast lamb!)"

Feng Lingmao was so angry that his paws flew wildly.

Zhou Heng pampered Feng Lingmao's chin and said, "Cats can't eat high-salt, oily, spicy food~"

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow! (You really did it on purpose! You are despicable! You are shameless!)"

Feng Lingmao struggled frantically in Zhou Heng's arms, wishing that the eerie blue moon would rise immediately and transform him from a cat into a human.

Zhou Heng didn't know much about Feng Lingmao's meowing, so he stretched out his hand soaked in sheep oil, and gently scratched the soft fur on the top of its head: "I will find a way to solve the matter of the blue moon, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow!

Feng Lingmao grabbed Zhou Heng's collar and breathed out, and the beard around his cheeks was shaking.

Zhou Heng: "The little mentally handicapped is so cute."

Overly spoiled, he even took out his mobile phone to record a short video for Feng Ling's little mentally handicapped!

Feng Lingmao: ...you can bully me while I'm a cat now!

……

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Heng's team ended their foraging trip one after another, boarded the bus, and prepared to—

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Zhou Heng's cell phone rang.

The number shows the police station.

Zhou Heng answered the phone: "Hi, I'm Zhou Heng, what can you do for me?"

"Where are you guys now?"

Ask directly over the phone, with a serious and tense voice.Zhou Heng glanced at the big stone sculpture at the entrance of the street and said, "Huaxia Food Street."

"Okay, I see, I'll be right over. Don't leave."

"Because of something during the day?"

"Yes, because of the events of the day."

"Could it be..."

Before the words fell, a line of police cars appeared at the intersection facing the food street, accompanied by piercing sirens.

Hearing the siren, the vendors and customers on the street were stunned, and they all gathered at the intersection to watch the excitement, while the unlicensed itinerant hawkers all closed their stalls and moved as quickly as possible.

At this time, the roaring police car had already stopped at the entrance of Huaxia Food Street.

The car door opened, and the policeman who had a lifelong friendship with Zhou Heng in the ruins of Laijia Village accompanied the leader down, walked straight to Zhou Heng, and held Zhou Heng's hand: "Hello! I'm Hao Juhe!"

Hearing this, Zhou Heng hadn't said anything yet, and the people gathered at the street corner all gasped.

because--

Hao Juhe is the name of the second in command of the Provincial Public Security Bureau!

"My God, what's going on!"

"Is it really the deputy director himself? Isn't it the same name and surname?"

"There are so many police cars behind, how could it not be the deity!"

"What happened? It actually alarmed the deputy director?"

……

The local residents talked a lot.

Zhou Heng took everyone's discussion into his ears, and his eyes were calm: "What does Deputy Director Hao want from me?"

"Thank you, and—"

Hao Juhe paused: "Send you and your team to the provincial capital."

"The deputy director means—"

"As you think."

Hao Juhe said bluntly: "The place has been sealed off by armed forces. Before the relevant personnel are arrested, no one else is allowed to enter or leave."

"clear."

Zhou Heng nodded and accepted, signaling the driver to accept the police's guidance and drive the bus to the provincial capital.

Someone in the team was not clear about the situation, and mumbled: "Why don't you let us go back, the luggage is still in the room!"

"All the relevant items in the room you stayed in have been taken out by our people intact and placed in the temporary hotel we prepared for you." Hao Juhe, who heard the complaint, added.

The staff froze: "..."

Hu Tiancong patted Lengtouqing on the shoulder, and said in a heavy tone: "The Laijia Village, where we originally planned to shoot the live broadcast, was occupied by drug dealers shortly after it was abandoned and became a drug manufacturing factory. The hotel we stayed in last night was an important transit point for them. , the hotel owner and his wife are the core members of the drug trafficking organization."

"What! Then don't we—"

In the bus, almost everyone was stunned.

We all know drug dealers are not human!

Being targeted by these evil spirits, you will lose your skin if you don't die!

"So we personally send you to the provincial capital to protect you."

The policemen who got into the car together explained to everyone.

"But……"

The staff were still flustered.

Of course it is best if the police are willing to protect them, but the police can protect them for a while, but not forever!

In case those desperadoes—

"When we were recording the program, we accidentally exposed the criminal behavior by accident, and usually we would not get retaliation. Besides, the police have promised to wipe out the drug gang."

Zhou Heng stepped forward to comfort everyone.

After listening to Zhou Heng's words, the mood of the team gradually returned to calm.

A girl noticed Zhou Heng lying in Zhou Heng's arms with a little mentally handicapped face, and her heart softened immediately, and she walked up to Zhou Heng: "Brother Zhou, I want to touch the little mentally handicapped, is it okay?"

"certainly--"

"Meow meow meow meow! (Don't even think about it!)"

Feng Lingmao kicked the back of the opponent's hand with one paw.

Zhou Heng: "..."

The girl who wants to lick the cat: "..."

Feng Lingmao: "Meow meow meow meow meow~ (my uncle is pure and clean~)"

……

……

The residence arranged by the police for Zhou Heng and his party is located in a prime location in the urban area of ​​the province, extending in all directions, with an elegant environment and a quiet environment.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the bus arrived, and the waiters still greeted them with smiles. They also prepared supper and fruits for them, and their luggage was piled up in a separate banquet hall.

After finding the luggage, everyone took the key cards and went upstairs to sleep.

Zhou Heng was no exception. He walked into the luxurious standard room with the cat and the dog in his arms.

Snapped!The door closes.

Forced to nest in Zhou Heng's arms as a mentally handicapped person, Feng Ling, who was groped wildly by the staff calling him "so cute", couldn't wait to break free from his arms, jumped onto the bed, shook his body, and greeted the blue moon outside.

Zhou Heng went to take a shower.

After half an hour—

When Zhou Heng returned to the room, he saw Feng Ling, who was half restored to human form, with furry cat ears on his face, a squirrel-like fluffy cat tail raised behind his clean and strong body, and his hands and feet were still in the shape of cat claws. Can't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, the way you look now...is...is..."

"Cat demon, right!"

Feng Ling interrupted Zhou Heng in a bad voice.

Zhou Heng nodded: "It's really like a cat demon, if there is no rule that you can't become a spirit after the founding of the country."

"..."

Feng Ling was speechless.

Zhou Heng glanced at the blue moon in the sky, then at Feng Ling, who was half a cat and half a human, and finally——

Reach out, hold Feng Ling's shoulder, and help him turn into a human.

Feng Ling was overjoyed: "I knew you treated me—"

"No, I'm afraid that the mentally retarded person will suddenly become a monster with human hands and feet and scare himself to death."

"...I really have no status in your eyes."

Feng Ling drooped his head pretending to be depressed, and his peripheral vision kept circling Zhou Heng's body, especially the part where he could see the inside through the gap of his pajamas.

hehehe~

Feng Ling, who was moved by his ingenuity, felt proud for a while.

Suddenly——

Zhou Heng: "What are you thinking? Are you smiling so happily?"

"Uh... uh..."

Feng Ling choked, raised his head, and was about to make up a lie on the spot, but saw Zhou Heng's face getting closer, and soon he was so close that he could feel each other's breath through his pores.

"...you...you want...to..."

kiss me

Feng Ling thought excitedly and anxiously.

Zhou Heng didn't speak, but quietly looked at Feng Ling's face from a very close distance.

Feng Ling: "..."

a long time--

Zhou Heng said, "How much do you know about my life experience?"

"this--"

Seeing that Zhou Heng was asking for something from him, Feng Ling suddenly choked up: "Kiss me, after you kiss me, I'll tell you everything I know."

"I've kissed you already."

"is it?"

"Yes."

"But--"

"The little mentally retarded is you, and you are the little mentally retarded."

"That can't—"

"Can't you?"

Zhou Heng looked at Feng Ling with a smile.

Feng Ling realized that Zhou Heng was playing word games with him, and said arrogantly: "Little mentally retarded and I are not the same thing! Kissing a little mentally retarded is not the same as kissing me!"

"then you--"

"What I want is this kind of kiss!"

While speaking, Feng Ling stretched out his hand, held Zhou Heng's hand with one hand, and grabbed Zhou Heng's shoulder with the other hand. The oppressive handsome face actively moved close to Zhou Heng's face, and on Zhou Heng's lips, a kiss.

"That's the kiss I want."

Feng Ling emphasized: "The intimate kisses that happen between people are only intimate kisses of lovers."

"But what you gave me just now was not a couple's kiss."

"Ok?"

Feng Ling was taken aback.

Before he could recover, his body was grabbed by Zhou Heng in a rebellious manner, and the cheek-to-cheek kiss quickly turned into a thick and deep kiss!

Hu~hu~

Feng Ling, who only had paper experience in relationship-related issues, tried tongue kissing for the first time. He almost didn't know how to keep breathing, his face was flushed red and purple, and he didn't regain his breathing rhythm until Zhou Heng took the initiative to let go.

"This is kissing."

After the teaching, Zhou Heng said nonchalantly.

Feng Ling, who didn't want to admit that he was still the first brother, pretended to be arrogant and said: "But that's all, he's far behind me."

"Oh?"

Zhou Heng raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Ling, who was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, with great interest: "Since that's all there is to it, why did your face turn red all of a sudden?"

"Then...then...that's because your skills are too bad! I'm so angry with you!"

"Oh……"

Zhou Heng "suddenly realized", hooked his hands, and asked Feng Ling: "Tell me, what kind of technology is a good technology?" "Well——"

Feng Ling realized that there was a sign of development to the next step, and said with a smirk: "Talking is worse than practice, and practice can bring true knowledge."

"You want to practice?"

Zhou Heng asked Feng Ling meaningfully.

Feng Ling wiped his mouth and showed a tacit smile.

Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "Practice is fine, but I must first explain clearly the life experience I am concerned about."

The author has something to say: Feng Ling: Half-human half-cat?How shameful!

Zhou Heng: Cat ears and cat tails are good civilization~

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