prisoner of love

That night, several people were suffering separately. The man in the villa far away in the mountains curled up and huddled together to resist the cold. In the house of Zhou, Mrs. Zhou fell asleep with tears in her eyes. Zhou Heguo sat in the study all night. Finally, he drove away from the mansion and went to Suichun Garden, which he hadn't been to for a long time. Su Jue fell asleep, but was woken up by knocking on the door. The assistant told him that Mr. Zhou was here.

Su Jue asked, "Did he bring anyone here?"

"No, it's just him. I look like he's not in a good mood..." The assistant met Zhou Song a few times and remembered him.

Su Jue hurriedly got up, it was almost twelve o'clock at night, why did that person come to him suddenly?He grabbed his clothes and put them on, and walked quickly into the hall with his shoes on.

Zhou Song made the tea by himself and didn't want anyone else to serve him. Su Jue winked and told everyone to avoid him, and then sat across from Zhou Song. "Mr. Zhou came so late, did you have something to talk to me?" Pass the tea set in Zhou Song's hand and cook it by himself.

Zhou Song looked at Su Jue. This man was still handsome and handsome. After being the boss for a few years, his body was more graceful and elegant. In terms of appearance alone, he had a high-class appearance, even some popular starlets. Can't compare to this one.

Su Jue waited quietly for the other party to speak, but concentrated on making tea and using the tea set, as if Zhou Song came here specially to find him to make tea.The next moment, Su Jue's hand trembled, and the teacup almost fell, because a big hand pinched his chin, forcing him to turn his head sideways, and he looked at the owner of the big hand: "Zhou... President."

Zhou Song didn't respond to him, but leaned forward slightly. This is the posture of kissing someone. Su Jue's heartbeat increased, and he closed his eyes gently and waited. However, Zhou Song stopped when he was a little away from Su Jue's lips. Let go of Su Jue.

Su Jue didn't say anything, lowered her head and washed the tea set again, but her fingers were trembling, revealing her inner emotions.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" Zhou Song looked at him and asked.

Su Jue smiled, "Why do you ask? Isn't it all up to you, can I just give it if I think so?"

"Answer me." Zhou Song stared at him with deep eyes.

Su Jue nodded lightly, looking a little embarrassed.

In the next moment, the tea set fell into the hot water with a clatter, and Su Jue was overturned by Zhou Song on the soft floor behind her, causing her back to ache.

Zhou Song bit the person under him with an impetuous and violent kiss. Su Jue didn't dare to say a word, but just closed his eyes to accept this inexplicable kiss. His tongue was numb from being sucked. Nibbling, he secretly opened his eyes to look, the man in front of him was not thinking here at all, he was just venting an emotion, Su Jue closed his eyes tightly again, feeling very sad in his heart.He has not had skin-to-skin contact with this person for a long time. He yearns for Zhou Song and loves Zhou Song. That is not pure love, but a kind of dependence, nostalgia, possession and appreciation. He couldn't hold anyone else in his heart.

In the past, this man pampered and protected him. He taught him all the love affairs, the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly. He gave him all the extremes and made him fascinated. But these are not eternal, Zhou Song His love is like morning dew, short-lived and fleeting. It took him two years to persuade himself, and he managed those emotions well with reason.

But tonight, this person just asked him "Do you want it?" All his previous efforts were in vain, but this person just came to him to vent.

The kiss lasted for a while before Zhou Song let go. He looked down at Su Jue and asked, "Do you like it?"

Su Jue nodded, his lips were flushed by the kiss, his eyes were blurred, and he was very emotional.

"If someone else kissed you like this, would you like it so much?" Zhou Song continued to examine the other party.

"No." Su Jue blurted out.

"why?"

"you do not know?"

"answer me."

"Because I like you, love you, and long for you to touch every inch of my body." Su Jue looked at Zhou Song quietly, the sadness in her eyes was so strong that she couldn't get rid of it, "If I don't love you, at this moment How could you be so embarrassing and let you be here?"

Zhou Song raised his hand and slowly untied Su Jue's clothes, "I want to confirm one thing...what is love?"

Su Jue was shocked, and doubts rose in his eyes for a moment, and then were covered by a kind of expectation.

"I've never loved anyone..." Zhou Song didn't say any more, but stripped Su Jue naked, "How would you react when I treat you like this?"

This is the hall. Although there are no outsiders, it is not a private place. Su Jue, as the boss here, is forced to be fucked by a man here, and his employees are just a few steps away. Such a relationship is indeed not easy for ordinary people to accept.

The hope in Su Jue's eyes was gradually overwhelmed by despair. He seemed to understand something, but he still didn't push it away, but raised his arms to hug the man on his body, and his intimacy was clear at a glance.

Zhou Song pressed the man straight up like that, Su Jue let out a short cry from the pain, and the man leaned into his ear and said, "I don't like you, but are you happy that I treat you like this?"

Su Jue was in so much pain that he was about to lose his ability to speak. He said angrily, "I'm not happy. But I'm still willing to let you do this."

Zhou Song frowned, whipping people hard, "Is love so cheap?"

Su Jue smiled miserably and said, "In your eyes, it's cheap because you don't like me. But in my eyes, this is the only thing I can do for you now."

Zhou Song felt that this position was a bit difficult, so he turned the person over to face him, and stepped forward again. He grabbed Su Jue's hair, "Then what would you think if you watched me fuck someone like this?"

Su Jue couldn't speak for a while, the pain was too great, like being cut and twisted by a knife, Zhou Song didn't hear the answer, so he gave another slap.

Su Jue's peach blossom eyes were filled with tears, and he also felt that he was too cheap, but he just couldn't bear to forget this man, "I will want to kill him, who the hell are you... I will kill someone until you are only me. For example …The young man from last time, I wanted to kill him at that time.”

Zhou Song stopped, "Is this your love for me?"

"It's just my desire to possess you. It's something derived from love. Because I love you, I want to monopolize you, and no one else can even take a look." Su Jue lay on the back of her hand, her forehead Hair was soaked with sweat.

Zhou Song suddenly thought of Li Yanqi, no, it should be said that he came here tonight just for him, after hearing what Su Jue said, he asked himself: Is it love for Li Yanqi?

"Then I lock up that young man and don't let others see. Is this my love for him?" Zhou Song moved slowly twice.

Su Jue survived the initial pain, and finally got used to it. His body began to go numb, and he gasped before saying, "Possessiveness does not necessarily mean love. Children like toys, and they don't want to let others play with them."

The reason why Zhou Song came to Su Jue was because he knew that this person had always had him in his heart, and Su Jue was sensitive and tactful with the world. Another reason was that he had raised this person for a long time and liked him very much, but now he doesn't like him anymore. , but did not completely forget him.

This time he frowned and said in dissatisfaction: "You go around and around, you can't explain it clearly. Earlier you said that possessiveness is because of love, but now you say that possessiveness is not love."

Su Jue arched back and urged the other party, "I dare to say that because I am sure of my own mind, but I am not sure about you to that young man. You came to me tonight to make sure you are right to that young man." Thoughtful?"

Zhou Song straightened his back and replied, "Yes."

Su Jue bit the back of her hand, and said after a while: "It's very simple, let me give you an idea. In front of you, find other people to touch him, regardless of male or female, then you can see how you react .”

Zhou Song directly denied: "It doesn't work, I tried this." He was referring to the time he met a nigger when he went abroad, and he wanted to kill him at that time.

Su Jue said inwardly: That young man also looks miserable.

"Then you try to throw him away and see if you can let go." Su Jue saw that the other party was not moving again, so she lifted her waist automatically.

Zhou Song was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, but moved violently, Su Jue bit his lip to keep himself from making a sound, until finally the hot liquid sprayed into his body, and he collapsed on the soft bed.

Zhou Song threw the clothes back on Su Jue to cover him, knelt down and touched Su Jue's face and said, "Stop thinking about me, I'm not a good person. Find someone who really loves you and live a good life."

The tone of his words can be said to be very gentle, but the cruelty in it made Su Jue's eyes red for an instant. He knew that Zhou Song could no longer belong to him, and the despair in his heart forced him to go nowhere, "Zhou Song, Hug me again, will you?"

Zhou Song had already stood up, but when he heard this, he leaned down, hugged Su Jue lightly, then turned around and strode away.

Su Jue watched him go farther and farther away, her vision was blurred, and finally she lay down in the floppy bed, crying so hard that her heart was broken.

Li Yanqi woke up from the cold. He opened his eyes and found that it was dawn. He fell on the floor and lay down. He tried several times before sitting up. Half of his body was numb, painful and sore. Looking back at the distance between the bed and the window, he gathered all his strength to move towards the bed, his hands and feet were bound, and he couldn't make a sound. He almost crawled to the edge of the bed, and finally managed to get onto the bed.

Thirsty, hungry, stomach ache, headache, body aches... He lay down quietly for a while, and then began to bump his head against the head of the bed, getting heavier each time, "Boom", "Boom", "Boom"... Made of solid wood The big bed was hard, and Li Yanqi's forehead turned red in a short while, but he really had no strength, who can save him...

Zhou Song is having a morning meeting. Today is the end of the month. The chief executives of each subsidiary company are taking turns to report on the business situation of each company. A person's heartbeat suddenly speeds up. Is this going to be scolded?

"All of you have a designer position vacant." Unexpectedly, Zhou Song just said that.

"Okay, when will the person you arranged arrive?"

"At the latest by the end of next month, you look at the arrangement."

"Ok."

After a brief pause, the next person continued to report. It took only an hour and a half for the more than a dozen people in charge who attended the meeting today to complete their reports.Because Zhou Song asked before, when reporting, only the key points, such as how much profit and loss this month, needless to say, no matter how you lead the people under your hand to do it, as long as you make a steady profit, I don’t need to know How did you make a profit? Of course, I don’t want to know the reason for the loss. I will give you an opportunity to explain when the two opportunities are exhausted, except for force majeure national policy reasons or other natural and man-made disasters. If the loss is not improved for the third time, then Just pack up and leave, and those who are capable will take over.

After the meeting, the directors of Ci'en Hospital and the chief engineering department stayed behind, and Zhou Song talked alone for 10 minutes. Ci'en Hospital mainly had a small discussion on the import of medicines and the technical team's going abroad. The two of them roughly finalized the direction, leaving the detailed rules to the dean to go back to draw up. When the dean left the office, he finally showed a sincere expression. He bowed to Zhou Song, and Zhou Song looked at the old dean in surprise.

"I have been in Ci'en for 30 years, and I have experienced two bosses. To be honest, when you bought Ci'en, everyone disapproved of you, and I also disapproved of you. But at this moment today, I, Liang Huachun, sincerely apologize to you. I shouldn't take it lightly. You young people, as a doctor, I also sincerely thank you. You would rather lose five cents of the imported medicine and lower the price in order to make it affordable for more terminally ill patients. I, Liang Huachun, have decided to follow you Zhou Song in this life, and I will give my all." After speaking, the dean in his 50s made a big bow.

Zhou Song got up and helped the other party, "You are serious, you are the ministers of the humerus of kindness, and I am just a profiteer full of money."

Dean Liang smiled kindly, "It's admirable for a profiteer to do this without distributing wealth to the country and earning hard-earned money. Then don't bother Mr. Zhou. I'll arrange related matters right away and give you the plan tomorrow. "

Zhou Song nodded, with a calm expression on his face, and a stone was put down in his heart. The hospital was finally completely won. Liang Huachun's ability is really not just anyone who can replace it.

As a leader, various problems always emerge one after another, such as capital circulation, talent cultivation and recruitment, opening up new markets, how to make the enterprise operate and make profits, Zhou Song has encountered all these, but he thinks the most difficult thing is how to manage Now, people's hearts are the most difficult to handle. Material satisfaction is not enough to make them loyal, and spiritual filling can really make the humerus stay.

The knock on the door sounded again, and Wang Xuan, the person in charge of the engineering department, interrupted Zhou Song's thoughts. Zhou Song beckoned someone to come in. The two talked about the reconstruction of the old city and the upcoming new cemetery. Zhou Song asked the other party to find a suitable time Going to visit an old friend from the design institute. About how to design, that person will definitely not disappoint him. The two of them had almost finished talking. Lin Yi came to knock on the door with a solemn expression. What's wrong with B.

"Mr. Zhou, it's the villa..." Lin Yi observed Zhou Song's expression, and seeing that the other party was still expressionless, he continued, "Li Yanqi is not well."

Zhou Song frowned when he heard this: "Tell me in detail."

"The butler sneaked a peek into the room in the morning and found that he was unconscious... Excessive lack of water, it seemed to be frozen all night, and his body was inactive..."

"A bunch of bastards! Did they dismantle the temperature controller and sell it for money?! Zhou is so poor that he can't afford water in the bedroom!" Zhou Song slapped the table and scolded.

Under the risk of losing his head, Lin Yi whispered, "The temperature in the mountains is no worse than that in the city, and he is handcuffed...he can't drink any water."

"..." Zhou Song scolded again, "Why are you talking now?! Has the doctor called! How is he doing now?"

"The butler said that you have given an order before, and you are not allowed to enter without your permission, so..."

With a "snap", a glass cup was thrown to the ground and shattered, "A bunch of trash! IQ degraded by staying in the deep mountains and old forests, right! Prepare the car!"