Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Although this drug has a certain aphrodisiac effect, it is not strong. The main effect is to make people weak. Obviously, the intention of the person who gave the drug is to make him sober and accept humiliation.

Jiang Chengli was so angry that he almost swears. He has only been here for a few days, and he has encountered this kind of scene of being pressed on the bed three times.

He struggled to get out, but as soon as he got up from the bed, he rolled down on the carpet, hitting the back of his head firmly on the ground, and suddenly he groaned in pain.

At the door, Lu Zhan's cheeks were flushed and he smelled of alcohol. Seeing Jiang Chengli lying on the carpet in a suit, he was stunned for a moment, and his handsome face sneered: "Is this a gift for me? It's really disappointing." .”

He closed the door, walked over and kicked Jiang Chengli's chin with his leather shoes, a red mark was drawn on his chin by the heel, then he squatted down and looked down at Jiang Chengli: "Who are you making this hard for?"

He tugged at Jiang Chengli's tie, and then pushed Jiang Chengli's forehead with his index knuckles. While speaking, the smell of men's perfume mixed with strong alcohol smelled on Jiang Chengli's face: "Hey, can't you move anymore?"

Lu Zhan's strength was a bit strong, Jiang Chengli's upper body was dragged dangling, dizzy, and his neck was flushed with anger: "Let me go!"

"Why, you are a gift to my room now." The corner of Lu Zhan's lips curled up. Jiang Chengli has been arrogant and indifferent since he was a child, and there are not many chances to see him flushed with anger.

Alcohol made Lu Zhan a little excited. He didn't expect him to grow up with a blushing face that had a special flavor. He simply crossed his legs and sat on the ground directly, taking the time to admire Jiang Chengli's appearance.

Seeing that Jiang Chengli was so angry that he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at him, Lu Zhan couldn't help but chuckled, the violent factor in his body slowly rose, he stretched out his leg and kicked Jiang Chengli lightly in the stomach: "You haven't told me who gave you the slap medicine."

Even though the strength of the land battle was not strong, Jiang Chengli still felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, the wound on his chin was red and swollen, and his head became more and more dizzy.

Lu Zhan has always been ruthless and arrogant, and at the same time he also has the capital to be ruthless and arrogant, even if he faces Jiang Chengli, he will not fall behind.

He has never restrained his strength from other people, to the extent that he has no ruthlessness because of his identity.

In the original text, although Lu Zhan was petty towards Slag Gong, they didn't have any kindness towards each other. If it weren't for the halos of leading and supporting roles on both sides, they would have torn each other to death, but at least now he dare not do anything to himself.

Jiang Chengli gritted his teeth and said, "Call the driver over for me, and I'll tell you." He didn't want Lu Zhan to confront Ji Xun, and save Lu Zhan from seeing Ji Xun.

Lu Zhan looked at Fa Xiao's forbearance below him, his eyes became darker and darker.

He likes beauties, and especially likes to tame stubborn beauties, but before that he had never set his sights on Jiang Chengli.

Looking carefully, although Jiang Chengli does not conform to his aesthetics, he is not ugly, at least his skin is smooth, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he looks good to the touch.

Lu Zhan touched the scar on Jiang Chengli's chin, it was soft and warm to the touch, and he exerted two points of strength with his fingertips downward, and Jiang Chengli's gasping sound came from his ear.

He watched Jiang Chengli's furrowed brows grow more excited, and he laughed softly.

Jiang Chengli gritted his teeth and endured it. He knew that Lu Zhan was sick, but he didn't expect to be so perverted: "Are you sick?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhan laughed instead of anger, like a hunter being aroused bloody, his eyes glowing.

Not right, very wrong.

Looking at Lu Zhan's eyes, Jiang Chengli instinctively felt chills in his heart, goosebumps mixed with anger and fear, and the alarm bells in his heart subconsciously wanted to hide.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Master, are you in?"

It was Ji Xun's voice, and Jiang Chengli said loudly as if he had been pardoned: "I'm here, you go to Jing Si to open the door!"

The next second, there was the sound of the combination lock opening at the door, and the door opened.

Jiang Chengli fell under the bed, his sight was blocked by the bed, and when he saw Ji Xun, he had already been helped up by him, and the fragrance of citrus and orange instantly washed away the strong smell of men's perfume from the tip of his nose, and he let go of his tense nerves unknowingly.

And Lu Zhan on the side didn't stop him, and politely stepped aside so that he could help Jiang Chengli away.

When he got out of the room, Jiang Chengli turned his head to look at Lu Zhan standing by the bed, and saw him smile when he made eye contact.

Jiang Chengli got goose bumps all over again and almost fell down, Ji Xun grabbed his waist instantly.

"Hold my shoulder." Ji Xun said in a low voice.

Jiang Chengli hugged his shoulders, his tentacles were wet, this time he found that Ji Xun was still wearing the dress that was splashed with wine just now, and not only the part that was splashed before, but the whole upper body including the hair was soaked, and the hair was condensed into strands Dripping water, exuding the smell of fruit wine.

Jiang Chengli was taken aback: "Why are you so wet, how did you find me?"

"I asked Young Master Jing about it."

"Then he was the one who splashed you so wet? Or Jing Luo?" Jiang Chengli was very grateful, but a little bit annoyed, anyway, it was Ji Xun who fished him out.

Ji Xun paused, turned his head and stared at Jiang Chengli with dark pupils, his lips curled into a gentle smile that seemed to be compassionate, seemingly harmless but unknowingly fatal: "It's Second Young Master Jing. "

Jiang Chengli turned his head and didn't look at him again, and said coldly: "Got it."

Walking halfway in silence, Jiang Chengli found it difficult to hold Ji Xun's shoulders, and then realized that Ji Xun was actually not shorter than him, and even slightly taller than him.

Arrived at the parking lot of the banquet, got into the car Jiang Cheng Li forced You Fan to call You Fan while feeling drowsy, and Ji Xun told You Fan about his plan for the Jing family, and the last sentence asked people to park Lu Zhan’s car in the parking lot smashed.

While talking on the phone, Jiang Chengli felt a sharp pain in his chin. It was the medicine box that Ji Xun bought on the way to the hospital.

"You still have the money, the driver gave it to you?" Jiang Chengli asked after hanging up the phone.

"It's my own money."

Ji Xun's mother's original treatment budget was not enough, and all the money borrowed by Jiang Chengli had been spent. He advanced two months' salary, and more than half of it was paid to the hospital.

Jiang Chengli raised his eyebrows. He didn't know about Ji Xun's salary advance, but he was assured that Ji Xun would have enough money.

After Jiang Chengli finished talking, his eyelids were fighting, the back of his head was painful and dizzy, his head was shaking from side to side with the car, and he found a gentle and strong force on his head. He recovered and found that it was Ji Xun who supported his head on his shoulder. Rest assured that he fell asleep, and his posture slowly evolved into that he was lying on the back seat of the car with his head resting on Ji Xun's lap.

Therefore, Jiang Chengli didn't even feel that Ji Xun continued to apply medicine to his chin, and he didn't notice Ji Xun's eyes that gradually became darker on his wound.