Xia Lang

He shouldn't have brought him back yesterday.

Who knows if he will only hold grudges but not gratitude.

"Your clothes are done washing, and you are on the balcony. You should be done with your work now, and I can lend you your mobile phone." Song Linju broke the silence.

The clothes have been shaken in water, it is already noon, the sun is very strong, and the temperature is high, the summer clothes are only a thin layer, and they should be completely dry by now.

Li Zhaozhuo finally heard it, he was going to... can't wait to drive him away?

He could probably guess Song Linju's worries.

In fact, as far as he was concerned, Song Linju's indifference yesterday was beyond reproach. Anyone who was threatened by his neck like that would not be willing to help him.

What's more, although Song Linju resisted and broke free, and acted indifferently, he came back to save him and bandaged his wound.

He, Li Zhaozhuo, is not indifferent.

Most importantly, he was quite interested in him.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry." Li Zhaozhuo smiled and rubbed his belly exaggeratedly. The palm of his hand brushed the gauze bandaged wound on his abdomen. His fingertips were soft, and his abdomen felt a slight pain.

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Li Ruxin could have any bad intentions, he just wanted to have a meal.

taste

This is obviously going to take a while.

Song Linju frowned indistinctly, but at least he didn't say the words to drive people away, "There is food outside."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the room.

If you don't say no, you agree.

Li Zhaozhuo didn't care about his indifferent attitude, he stood up and followed behind him, tugging at his slightly smaller short sleeves uncomfortably.

The ill-fitting clothes made him uncomfortable.

Saying he was hungry wasn't just an excuse for staying.

He is indeed hungry.

He didn't notice it before, but he could smell the smell of food wafting in from outside the room, and the salivation could not be stopped, and his empty stomach felt like it was on fire, creating an unbearable burning sensation.

Walking out of the room, the tantalizing fragrance became more intense. On the white dining table were two meats and one vegetable with all kinds of color and fragrance, and Li Zhaozhuo's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Serve your own food."

Song Linju opened the chair and sat down, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and continued to eat. He just put down the bowl and chopsticks and went into the room to check when he heard the movement.

Li Zhaozhuo was also not polite to him, he opened the rice cooker and put a big spoonful of rice, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat quickly.

I don't know if it was because he was too hungry, but he tasted like a feast even though it was the most common home-cooked dish.

Although Li Zhaozhuo moved quickly, he was not rude.

Song Linju chewed quietly and slowly.

The two didn't make a sound, just lowered their heads to cook, but the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious, like a pair of friends who have known each other for many years.

The three dishes were quickly eaten by the two, but most of them fell into Li Zhaozhuo's stomach.

After eating two big bowls of rice, Li Zhaozhuo burped, and then put down the bowls and chopsticks.

I was hungry just now, and my eyes and mind were all on the food.

Now that he was full, a smile flashed in his eyes as he looked at the three empty plates in front of him and the leftover rice from the rice cooker after eating two large bowls.

As soon as he woke up he couldn't wait to get rid of him and ended up overcooking his meal before he woke up.

Just like yesterday, after being threatened by him, his face turned frosty, he broke free and left indifferently, but in the end he turned back to help him.

This person is really duplicity, with a cold face and a warm heart.

But did he cook all these dishes?

Li Zhaozhuo stared at him, pursed his lips and said, "Your skills are really good."

It is both a temptation and a compliment.

Song Linju hummed lightly, as if he didn't think it was a big deal.

He studies well, fights fiercely, and cooks deliciously.

He was very curious, what else did Song Linju not know?

Uncomfortable being stared at by Li Zhaozhuo's inexplicably hot eyes, Song Linju pursed his lips and left the living room, went to the balcony to collect his clothes, and handed them to him.

Without him, it is really funny that he is in this suit.

The ill-fitting clothes were bulging out of his muscles, short and tight, and with his cropped hair, although not ugly, he looked a bit like a spirited guy.

Li Zhaozhuo accepted it happily, the clothes were indeed not very comfortable to wear.

He took the clothes and went back to the room where he just woke up.

He was sent to the army for a while, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He didn't mind changing it in the living room, in front of Song Linju.

The premise is that he is not hanging around now.

The moment I took off my clothes, there was a nice scent passing over the tip of my nose, and when I put on my sweater, there was also a scent, but it was just the smell of laundry detergent.

After changing his clothes, Li Zhaozhuo's eyes fell on the clothes he had taken off on the bed amidst the muffled sound of running water and the collision of bowls and chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed the cotton white short sleeve, and slowly brought it to his nose, like a beast sniffing whether the prey he was targeting was suitable for his taste.

The first thing that rushes into the nasal cavity is the smell of medicine, and then the scent of flowers.

not enough.

The taste is too bland.

Li Zhaozhuo frowned, looking for this breath, lowered his head.

Go down again, with a lean back arched.

The action of burying down did not give up until it was enveloped by this pleasant smell.

His mind was blank, but he felt weirdly comfortable and happy. The tip of his nose lightly rubbed against the soft clothes, and he took a deep breath, wanting to let the smell stay in his body longer.

Li Zhaozhuo got so carried away that he didn't even notice when the sound of running water stopped.

Song Linju didn't see Li Zhaozhuo after cleaning up the dishes. He wondered why he hadn't changed his clothes yet and went to the room.

When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly.

He saw Li Zhaozhuo arched his back, buried his face in his clothes, and his chest heaved up and down.

"What are you doing...?" Song Linju's voice was full of hesitation and surprise, but it was rare that it was not calm.

Hearing Song Linju's voice suddenly, Li Zhaozhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately fell back to reality from the light clouds.

Li Zhaozhuo froze and didn't raise his head immediately, he was afraid that he would show some strange expression.

Grass!

What the hell is this?

He, a normal person!Why sniff other people's clothes like a pervert? !

If a girl can still say that he is an adolescent sexual impulse, but what's so good about the clothes of a smelly man in Song Linju? !

It seemed that he had to have a full body check immediately after he returned. The medicine yesterday was probably not a simple drug, and it might have damaged his nerves.

As long as his mind is a little clearer, he will not do such a disgusting thing.

"Li Zhaozhuo?"

Hearing the coldness in Song Linju's voice, Li Zhaozhuo suppressed his embarrassment and calmly raised his head to look at him.

Song Linju pursed his pale lips slightly, and said nothing, his pure black eyes showed questioning, obviously waiting for his explanation.

Explain what?

Said that he didn't know what happened, and when he woke up, his head was buried in his clothes?

Grass, what is this dangerous speech?Doesn't this make him more perverted?

"Your clothes... smell pretty good. What brand of laundry detergent do you use?"

Li Zhaozhuo pulled his straight lips and asked the question as naturally as possible.

Song Linju looked at him inexplicably.

The corners of Li Zhaozhuo's lips twitched, almost unable to maintain the drawn arc.

Unable to bear the weird atmosphere, Li Zhaozhuo quickly changed the subject, "Can I borrow your cell phone? I want to make a call."

"Ah."

Song Linju unlocked it, handed him the phone, and turned to leave.

"By the way, where is this?"

Song Linju didn't stop walking, "Xiwen Yayuan."

The door was closed, separating the two worlds.

Li Zhaozhuo let out a breath without a trace.

It's really embarrassing. It's so embarrassing to go home.

Li Zhaozhuo brushed his hair irritably, and skillfully dialed a series of numbers.

"Come and pick me up from Xiwen Yayuan."

Li Zhaozhuo's eyes were heavy, and there was a hint of violence under the oppressive calm, "Find out who was playing tricks at the Hongjian Bar last night."

It's been a long time since he was messed up so badly by someone, and he wanted to see who it was.

After a phone call, Li Zhaozhuo completely calmed down.

After exiting the phone page, he swiped left and right, and found that Song Linju's phone was as clean and tidy as his room.

The background composition is simple, the sky with white clouds, the dazzling sun, and the endless sea with ripples.

The azure blue of the clear sky and the deep blue of the boundless tranquil sea are a refreshing blue at first glance.

There are not many apps, except for some necessary software for mobile phones, which are learning software.

Li Zhaozhuo snorted and laughed, he really was a nerd.

Around 9:[-] p.m., Hongjian Bar.

In Room 402, there was a man who was tied up and curled up on the ground, his mouth was gagged, and his head was covered with a black cloth. He was struggling desperately, trying to make a sound.

Youchun, who was tied up, was very confused now.

What the hell, just now he was watching the race car with his arms around Xiao Xianrou in the clubhouse, and when he opened his eyes, he was tightly tied up here.

When his eyes were darkened, he heard slight footsteps passing by his ears, and he struggled even harder.

Li Zhaozhuo sank into the sofa, crossed his long legs, looked at the maggot-like man on the ground, raised his resolute chin, and signaled the man in black to take away the hood and gag.

In the private room, there were no colored lights to illuminate monsters and goblins, only a small white light was turned on, the light was dim, and it took Youchun a long time to clearly see the face of the boy sitting with his legs crossed.

"It's you?" Youchun scolded his subordinates a thousand or eight hundred times in his heart.

A bunch of trash!The kid was not caught even after taking the medicine.

Seeing that he recognized him, Li Zhaozhuo went straight to the point, "Tell me, why did you think of attacking me."

You Qi looked arrogant, "How dare you tie me up? Do you know who my father is?!"

His upper body swelled up in anger for a moment, but his waist and abdomen were not strong enough, so he fell to the ground soon.

Li Zhaozhuo sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at his clown-like actions or his stupidity.

"You Hua, President of Jufeng Energy