sultry

Cao Ying was really drunk this time.

Even when he was sleeping at night, he didn't forget to toss and tug at Ye Rongzhen. Ye Rongzhen struggled to no avail. The 1.8-meter-high man just fell down like this, and Ye Rongzhen was almost injured internally.

"Yezi, can we stop messing around?" He thought Cao Ying was unconscious, but he didn't expect him to say such drunken words in a subtle way.

Ye Rongzhen's heart trembled violently.

Cao Ying never knew what Ye Rongzhen wanted.

What he wants is dignity.

And Cao Ying will never learn to respect others in his life, and when he learns, Ye Rongzhen has already refused to look at him again.

When Cao Ying woke up from a hangover the next day, he vaguely remembered what happened last night, and his face became even more livid.

Damn, like a retard.

He brushed his hair.

Cao Ying's hair is quite good-looking, black and shiny, with distinct sideburns. If it is kept longer, it can be styled and matched with that handsome face, which is not inferior to any movie star.With only one pair of eyes, he couldn't hide the evil spirit and madness in his bones.

At this time, he was a little embarrassed, sat up, put on a pajamas casually, and went outside.

In fact, Cao Ying is not a very particular person when getting along in private. He usually wears fine clothes, which are taken care of by Chang Qing who picks him up every day. Without that assistant, Cao Ying's dressing taste can plummet to the street stall.

Clothes are enough for him to wear, and food is enough for him to eat.

Several times before, Natalie told Ye Rongzhen that Mr. Cao was the most informal person she had ever served when she was finally packing the dinner plate.I don't know whether to praise or derogate.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Natalie cooking a table of dishes.He sat down quietly by himself.

Ye Rongzhen didn't even look at him, Cao Ying wanted to lift the table again.Gritting her teeth secretly, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, you're still pretending to be dead for me."

Ye Rongzhen has long been used to his harsh speech.

Ye Rongzhen didn't have much appetite, so he didn't eat much.

Cao Ying suddenly realized that Ye Rongzhen had lost weight.Much thinner than before.Can't help but say, "You fucking eat so much every day, it's disgusting to hold."

Ye Rongzhen stood up and wanted to leave, but Cao Ying slapped the table and said, "Stop."

This slapping of the table was almost like the old man in the family going crazy. Natalie was so frightened that she sneaked away, but Ye Rongzhen was still standing upright without stopping.

Only Cao Ying was left at the table.

He was a little irritable and wanted to smoke.

When he smoked the third cigarette, he strode to Ye Rongzhen's room and kicked the door open.Young men sometimes explode with astonishing strength, not to mention Cao Ying's skill, kicking doors has long been a common occurrence.

He saw fear in Ye Rongzhen's eyes.

Cao Ying hugged Ye Rongzhen tightly, pressed him on the bed, and wiped Ye Rongzhen's messy bangs, revealing that beautiful face.

"Leaf, I won't touch you."

Cao Ying suppressed him tightly, staring into Ye Rongzhen's eyes, "I just want to talk to you."

Ye Rongzhen's struggle loosened, and Cao Ying's magnified handsome face appeared in front of Ye Rongzhen's.

"Yezi, I am a bit domineering."

"You've been planted in my hands for the rest of your life, and you won't be able to escape anyway. You can't do it if you just follow me?"

Ye Rongzhen didn't hold back her breath, and couldn't help but said, "Can't you let me go?"

"I don't agree with the people in my hand, and no one dares to leave."

Ye Rongzhen suddenly asked, "What do you hate?"

Cao Ying was stunned, "What?"

Ye Rongzhen sneered, "Whatever the prince hates, I will do whatever I want in the future, and one day I will become a thorn in your eye."

Cao Ying suddenly lowered his head and bit his mouth.

Chi Chi laughed, "Don't try to be a prick in my eye."

"The grass that pierces the grave in my eyes is taller than yours."

Ye Rongzhen glared at Cao Ying, pushed Cao Ying, but did not push.

He looked at the ceiling blankly, as if he was so quiet, as if he had died.

He was too tired and could no longer carry any intense emotions. Cao Ying forced him into a corner, into the cage he had built with his own hands, and he had nowhere to escape.

But not reconciled.

Day by day, Ye Rongzhen is like a puppet who has been overdrawn by time and exhausted his life.

He is getting thinner and thinner.

In the end, even work could not allow him to hide himself.

A filthy Ye Rongzhen was exposed in broad daylight.

The sun of the day was burning him, and the darkness of the night was devouring him.