[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

Although Zhang Yu's male hormones were very strong, it was still difficult to hide the bloody smell that was exclusive to teenagers, as if mixed with sweet milkshakes.

Shen Qian sniffed hard. The pale lights in the ward reflected half of his handsome face like a fallen god. He slowly raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Yu's collar, his voice hoarse: "He even Have you started seducing yet?"

Zhang Yu: "?"

Zhang Yu laughed angrily at him: "How about I contact the human pharmaceutical factory and ask the factory manager to arrange a brain doctor for you?"

Shen Qian's fingertips tightly clenched his collar into fists, his nails were separated by a thin layer of clothing, leaving deep dents in his palm.

He was a little angry: "what do you mean?"

"I think you are sick."

Zhang Yu dropped his hand and narrowed his eyes to look at him.

Shen Qian was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, pursed his thin lips weakly, a little funny: "Well, I probably really have an illness, you just happen to be a doctor, why don't you treat me?"

Zhang Yu narrowed his pupils, fixed his eyes on his sluggish face, suddenly realized something, and asked in disbelief: "I said, Mr. Shen Qian, you must be suffering from depression, right?"

"depression?"

Shen Qian had never heard of this disease at all: "Is it similar to his cleanliness?"

Zhang Yu grabbed his collar again, his eyes were extremely complicated: "What's the matter with you? Your father said you dumped him?"

"How could I dump him? He proposed the breakup, and he even... and my dad..."

Those ambiguous voices accompanied the young man's panting, like a very ironic joke, piercing into his heart, almost without using his eyes, Shen Qian could imagine what kind of a beautiful picture it was.

"What with your dad?"

Zhang Yu asked.

Shen Qian didn't want to say it, and looked away in annoyance.

Zhang Yu didn't give up: "Did he have sex with your dad?"

"No."

"what is that?"

"……kiss."

Zhang Yu couldn't pick up the conversation all of a sudden.

For a long time he asked in disbelief, "I'm afraid your father didn't force him?"

"How come? He took the initiative to take my dad out..."

Although Shen Qian couldn't see it, the eager tone of the young man was still fresh in his memory. The phrase "Uncle, I have something to tell you." It seemed so impatient, so the breakup later would be said so calmly , irrelevant.

Zhang Yu didn't know what happened to them after he left, but he still couldn't believe it, so he could only adjust his tone as much as possible: "Although I don't know what happened between you, there may be some misunderstanding, but I can take my dick hard Don't get up and swear, Shen Qian, your food absolutely loves you."

"Oh, I hope too, but..."

"What but not but? Can you be more confident like a man? Do you know that he..."

Zhang Yu hated iron and steel, and almost blurted out that he even gave you a cornea for you. Although there is only one, but if that doesn't prove that he loves you, then I, Zhang Yu, said all nonsense!

But when the words came to his lips, he remembered that when the young man was pushing the anesthetic on the operating table, he put down his body and asked him in a pleading tone: "Zhang Yu, can you not let him know that I will give the cornea to you?" His business?"

At that time Zhang Yu was puzzled: "Why?"

Probably because the anesthetic had already taken effect, the starlight in the boy's moist eyes gradually dimmed, and his thin eyelids were slowly closing, but he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled foolishly: "I don't want him to feel that he owes me anything."

Zhang Yu was so moved that he almost cried at that moment. This is probably true love. He only gave silently behind his back and didn't want the other party to bear the burden. Where the hell did this little fairy fall?

So I didn't even think about it at the time, and just like now, I swore a poisonous oath with my second child!

Shen Qian couldn't get an answer for a long time, so he tilted his neck and asked, "What did he do for me?"

For the sake of the second child's sexual happiness, Zhang Yu could only talk nonsense: "For you to keep his chastity, he was beaten so badly by your father that his face was smashed!"

Shen Qian obviously didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"

"Hey!"

Zhang Yuzhen wanted to punch him a few more times: "I can't explain it to you in a few words. In short, he has been beaten by your father now, his skin is bruised, his body is bruised, and his blood is dripping... Hey, even if he is a few condoms that you used and threw away , you fucked up with him anyway, and you really have the heart to leave him alone when you are pumped like that?"

Shen Qian's face was ugly as hell, his throat seemed to be blocked by something hard, making it difficult to breathe.

It took a long time before I had the strength to ask, "Where is he now?"

……

In less than 5 minutes, Zhang Yu helped Shen Qian to go upstairs to Jiang Yuran's ward.

The alien hospital was the first group of humans to move in, which attracted many nurses to watch. Zhang Yu yelled at them and scolded them away, and helped Shen Qian to walk into the room.

The pale light shrouded a slender figure covered in bandages. Even the mouth was tightly bound with a bandage, revealing only a slit that could be fed with water. A long, narrow shadow that looked like a pale, lifeless, partially unwrapped work of art.

Although Shen Qian couldn't see it, he could smell his exclusive aura.

Light and faint, like an orchid blooming alone in the dark, exuding a sweet and tempting bloody breath, the breathing line is obviously much weaker than usual, as if it will be completely broken with a light pinch.

Shen Qian's breathing was stagnant, and his body was faintly cold.

Wiping off Zhang Yu's hand that helped him, he came to the bed step by step, touched the edge of the bed and sat down slowly, his fingertips trembling slightly, "Little cleanliness..."

When he touched the bandages all over his body, including his face and head, his whole body froze, his shoulders tensed silently, and his voice was hoarse: "Is it true that your face is smashed?"

"Can I get bigger by lying to your second child?"

Zhang Yu was not in a good mood, he leaned against the door frame, lit a cigarette casually, and looked at it through the veil of smoke: "Although there is no bone injury, there will definitely be a scar in the future. destroyed."

"Hey……"

Hearing this, Shen Qian sighed heavily, and then said: "It's good to destroy it, lest he seduce others everywhere."

Zhang Yu: "..."

Zhang Yu almost choked on his cigarette, "It's good that you don't dislike him, I'll leave it to you, I still have something to do, you'd better watch him, he is usually very narcissistic when he wakes up If you can't accept the fact that your face is disfigured, you will be in trouble if you don't think about it and commit suicide."

Shen Qian's heart trembled suddenly, his expression was a little astonished, and his throat tightened: "It's just a disfigurement, suicide can't be enough, right?"

"If it were you and me, it might not be the case for a young master like him who is more arrogant than a peacock. Hehe, then I really can't say for sure. Anyway, I have said everything I should say. You pay attention and go first Now, ring the bell for the nurse."

……

It was already the next morning when Zhang Yu came out of the hospital.

The heavy rain tended to decrease, but the sky was not clear, and the grayness was very depressing.

The psychiatrist disappeared all night.

Zhang Yu was delayed again because of Jiang Yuran's matter, Wu Zhide, that flirt, might be in danger.

Fuck it, even if he dies, his corpse can only be controlled by me!

Zhang Yu pushed the window of the car and threw away the cigarette butt. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he lit another cigarette.

If he remembered correctly, the pair of pointed leather shoes and the big red umbrella he saw before he fainted belonged exclusively to Shen Mo.

Because only a pervert like Shen Mo would wear pointed leather shoes and a big red umbrella as standard.

So he went home, took a shower, changed his equipment, black long windbreaker with high lace-up military boots, two grenades on the back waist, two pistols, two mini submachine guns, sunglasses can not only hold Forced, it can also protect eyesight, and when the grenade explodes, the eyes will not be dazzling!

Ready, he drove the ambulance to Shen Mo's villa with a cigarette in his mouth!

However, when he rushed into Shen Mo's house with a gun in his hand, the scene in front of him almost shook the cigarette out of his mouth in shock!

Because he saw that Shen Mo, who had always been perverted and sick, and would only show an evil smile even if he was bleeding and injured, was hanging himself at this moment!

A hemp rope was hung on the beam of the villa, and Shen Mo stepped on an ivory wood carved chair, tiptoeing to tie the hemp rope.

He was completely naked, with messy black hair, fine glass shards on his back, mottled palm marks and scratches on his bare buttocks, and some bloody saliva was flowing down the roots of his thighs...

Turning a blind eye to Zhang Yu who broke in suddenly, the rope was already tied into a loop, and he wrapped his neck in it out of his mind, showing that he had been played badly to the point of being in a trance!

What the hell!

What the hell!

What the hell!

Zhang Yu passed by a bunch of shit in his heart, and his first reaction was: Could it be that bastard Wu Zhide mutated and forced him?

The idea was quickly dismissed.

After all, that bitch Wu Zhide only likes to be fucked on his stomach!

He lifted his sunglasses and straddled his head, turned his face to puff out the smoke in his mouth, shot off the rope above Shen Mo's head, and said angrily, "Shen Mo, what tricks are you doing? Where's my food?"

The rope that Shen Mo had put on with great difficulty was interrupted just like that. He broke down and turned his head, shouting at the man: "What tricks are you doing? How do I know your food? I'm committing suicide, brother!"

"Fuck, didn't you catch him last night?"

"last night……"

As soon as this was mentioned, Shen Mo suddenly burst into tears. He knelt down on the chair weakly, hugged his knees and cried bitterly: "... I was raped/raped last night, okay?"

Zhang Yu didn't have any sympathy for him, so he smiled coldly and said, "Hey~ I can see it."

"roll!"

Hearing him laugh, Shen Mo jumped up from the chair, grabbed a vase and threw it towards Zhang Yu, hoarsely growling: "Get out of my young master's room, don't disturb me to commit suicide!!!"

Zhang Yu quickly dodged the vase sideways, glanced at his waist and abdomen with unclear eyes, and smiled jokingly: "In what age, do you still need to hang yourself? Where's your gun?"

Shen Mo was so angry that he didn't mind him staring at where he was, crying and laughing: "Gun? It's that smelly and dirty dog ​​who stole all my guns and wore my underwear , my clothes, damn, I can't handle him..."

Zhang Yu was taken aback for a moment.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and his eyes froze: "Smelly and dirty dog ​​thing? What is it?"