I'm an attack in a wealthy dog-blood novel

Afterwards, when we came out of the bathroom, Zhu Tongtong was still sleeping peacefully on the floor. I had already made a fuss in the car just now, so it was quiet at this moment. I sent someone a message to ask them to drive my car to clean it tomorrow.

"Do you want to sleep here?" Seeing that Mo Ziyao was about to go to bed, I asked.

"Where can I sleep if I don't sleep here?"

I think he sleeps in the bedroom at the end of the corridor. The last time Zhu Tongtong was called by her friend to Mo Ziyao's box, it means that the two circles of friends have a small intersection, and they may know Mo Ziyao. I don't want my colleagues to know that I am with Mo Ziyao. Mo Ziyao's relationship is very troublesome to explain, so I don't want Zhu Tongtong to see that Mo Ziyao lives in the same apartment as me.

"You don't want me to sleep here. You're afraid that your colleagues will know about our relationship. I don't want to see anyone, do you?" Mo Ziyao approached me step by step with a cold face, rubbing his hands on my neck.

I didn't make any excuses, but it wasn't because he was shady. I should be the one who wanted to be shady.

After all, I'm one of his lovers, I'm just not as big and crazy as he is. The real boyfriend's lovers and bed partners make up a game and appear on one occasion. I pull his hand and kiss the back of his hand. He smiled and said: "It's not that I don't want to see people, I just find it troublesome, we don't have to go to work tomorrow, anyway, you are only staying for one night, if you leave early tomorrow, you won't bump into them, or you go to sleep in your apartment, it's all in the same building , it only takes a few minutes to go up and down.”

One elevator and one household, it doesn't matter if he goes out without clothes, at most he will be seen by the security personnel behind the surveillance.

Mo Ziyao, who was kissed on the back of his hand, pulled out his hand, his expression softened, and he said in a deep voice: "Where are you going to learn these tricks of a vixen, just this once, if I find you sleeping with her, you will lose your life." .”

In the end, Mo Ziyao compromised, and he went back to his own apartment to sleep.

The next day, Zhu Tongtong didn't wake up until after eleven o'clock in the morning. After waking up, she just asked why she was here, and didn't ask me about such a luxurious apartment. After breakfast, she left. After Zhu Tongtong left, I sent a message to Mo Ziyao saying she was gone, and then I read in the study alone, and stayed at home for another weekend.

……

And Mo Ziyao went to Xiang Qian's place to accompany him for dinner on Saturday evening. He will go abroad for more than ten days next month. After returning, he will go on a business trip to another city, and he will not be in Huaicheng for a month.

When he arrived, Xiang Qian was playing the piano. He didn't know what piece he was playing, but he stood by and listened quietly for a while.

"Does it sound good? The piece I just practiced these two days is not very proficient yet."

He nodded and said it sounds good, everything he plays sounds good.

"Let's eat, I'm hungry."

The two sat together to eat, and after eating, they each did their own things. After ten o'clock in the evening, they both sat on the same bed after taking a shower.

Xiang Qian took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the bedside table, and quickly lit them.

Mo Ziyao frowned, "Why do you smoke? It's bad for your health."

He lost so much blood some time ago that he almost couldn't save it. He didn't want him to smoke to affect his body. He never smoked when he came to his place. He was afraid that second-hand smoke would be bad for him. It's just that sometimes Xiang Qian would smoke by himself. He doesn't smoke very often, it's just that he looks uncomfortable.

The corner of Xiang Qian's mouth was slightly raised, his expression was indifferent, his legs were dangling by the bed, "I only have the bad habit of smoking."

Can't drink alcohol, can't exercise, can't eat unhealthy food, takes medicine every day, and smoking is slightly allowed. His cigarettes are specially customized, and the nicotine is less than ordinary cigarettes.

Whenever Xiang Qian said this, Mo Ziyao would shut up and let him go. He used to hug Xiang Qian from behind, and always felt that he was thinner again. Under the wide pajamas was a very thin body, which was not exposed to the sun much. The sun's skin is very white.

He kissed his neck delicately, and then to his wrist. The stitches on his hand had just been removed the day before yesterday, and the wound hadn't fully healed yet. The pink scar around the wound was particularly obvious, in stark contrast to his blue blood vessels.

"Can you stop doing this kind of thing again?"

Xiang Qian took a puff of cigarette, did not answer Mo Ziyao's words, he turned around to face Mo Ziyao after he finished smoking, and when he started to kiss his neck, he found hickey marks on his neck, and there were also hickey marks on the lower part of the neck, He found one as he went around his back.

There are three in total, and the hickey looks like it was newly made, and it hasn't been long.

Who was he there last night?Liang Jiahuan, Ye Heng, Chen Yiqing, Zhao Haiyang... or some man he didn't even know.

"How is Zhao Haiyang recently? I heard he was in a coma for three days."

"He's fine."

Zhao Haiyang's physical fitness is still good, he is already alive and kicking, and he was very energetic last night, he almost couldn't stand it.

"It's a good idea. Have you seen him these days? Or were you at his place last night?"

Mo Ziyao looked up at Xiang Qian, a little surprised and pleasantly surprised. This was one of the few times Xiang Qian talked about these things with him. Xiang Qian didn't care about how he messed around in the past, and never asked, "Why, are you jealous?"

"No, I'm just asking." Xiang Qian is almost sure that in the past two days, Mo Ziyao definitely went to Zhao Haiyang's place one night, maybe the hickey was made by Zhao Haiyang last night, he lost so much blood a while ago, and fell into a coma for three days God, Zhao Haiyang is already fine, and he can still do such intense moves with Mo Ziyao. His physical fitness even envies him.

"You don't want me to go to Zhao Haiyang's place?"

Mo Ziyao hoped to hear an answer that he didn't want, which showed that he cared.

"No, he is in good health, just able to satisfy your desires, and he is also good looking. I like to see you together. He can do things that I can't."

Mo Ziyao was a little disappointed and lowered his eyes.

"You go to Zhao Haiyang's place several times a month now, those men who follow you, do you like Zhao Haiyang more now?"

"I only like you, I don't like anyone else."

Xiang Qian lay behind Mo Ziyao, put his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "I know, I only like you, I'm asking if Zhao Haiyang fits you better in bed?"

"That's it."

Xiang Qian's eyes deepened. This is the first time Mo Ziyao said that a person fits him in bed. He never said that before. For Mo Ziyao, those men are tools to solve desires He knew that Mo Ziyao would never miss them, let alone have any feelings for them. He knew that Mo Ziyao only loved him, but he felt that Mo Ziyao had at least a little nostalgia for Zhao Haiyang now.

Mo Ziyao himself may not have noticed it yet.

Jiang Hongyu sent Zhao Haiyang to his villa. Mo Ziyao was very angry. He called Jiang Darong himself and said harsh words. Then he went to Jiang Hongyu's villa to find someone. He didn't hesitate to offend others. He never did this before. It's just a man, he doesn't care so much, he can even give up when someone takes a fancy to his lover.

It's different now.