He is from a fighting nation

Zhou Xiangwan's face was very ugly, maybe it was because of his thick skin, after watching the meteor shower that day, he returned to his usual level of appearance after sleeping.

Wu Liang hated the couple's room, so he opened another room and slept upstairs with Zhou Xiangwan, and he didn't know if he woke up.

Zhou Xiangwan first ran around the room a few times, then rolled on the bed. He wanted to call Wu Liang to chat, but he held back. He could even simulate Wu Liang's early morning in his mind. The coffin face that was woken up by him had a helpless and mocking tone, "Princess Late Bean, are you made of brown sugar?"

Zhou Xiangwan's imagination amused himself, he giggled a few times, took the remote control from the bedside table, turned on "Shake the Bed", turned on the marquee, lit an impassioned nightclub sound, lay on it and followed the mattress Together passionately shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking shaking.

When Wu Liang came in pushing Zhou Xiangwan's breakfast, what he saw was this fascinating "dynamic" scene. The corner of his mouth twitched, suppressing the urge to turn his head and leave, and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, breakfast is ready. "

Zhou An Xiang Xiang Wan trembling trembling trembling trembling trembling.

Wu Liang said loudly, "Zhou Xiangwan!"

Zhou Xiangwan heard Wu Liang's voice, opened his eyes and jumped up, stepped on the carpet with his bare feet, jumped, and said loudly, "You are here! I have been waiting for you."

Wu Liang was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and gave a low hum.

Zhou Xiangwan casually turned off the device where the demons danced wildly, and the air suddenly became quiet and calm. He sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and asked expectantly, "What did you bring me?"

Wu Liang set the tableware and said, "Chinese food."

"Oh." Zhou Xiangwan thought that eating Egyptian Chinese food would be better than eating shit, so he lay down on the bed again, and said with interest, "You can eat, I'm not hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

"I have nothing to eat."

Wu Liang said, "Get up, eat."

Zhou Xiangwan said, "Don't eat."

Wu Liang frowned and said, "If you don't eat, I won't play with you in the afternoon."

Zhou Xiangwan was inexplicably happy, sat up and said, "Are you secretly in love with me, or do you care if I eat or not?"

Wu Liang "..."

After a while, Wu Liang said, "It's Qian Meng."

Zhou Xiangwan's pupils shrank, and he said in shock, "You have a crush on Qian Meng? What are you thinking?!"

Wu Liang was speechless for a moment, and said, "I mean, before I accompanied you to the Red Sea, Qian Meng asked me to take good care of you and supervise your meals. He said that if you lose weight, he will hang himself at my door."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiangwan got up from the bed, obediently sat on the table and picked up the chopsticks.

Wu Liang tentatively asked, "How are you and Qian Meng?"

Zhou Xiangwan finally remembered the scumbag script with Qian Meng back then, scratched his face, and said vaguely, "It's not good."

Wu Liang said, "I think you should make it clear to Qian Meng."

Zhou Xiangwan skillfully took a big black pot from Qian Meng, and said, "I don't know, he loves me so much that he's crazy, but it's none of my business, let's make do with it."

Wu Liang hummed, feeling sorry for Qian Meng, perhaps due to his own experience, Wu Liang always hoped that every love would be cherished and taken seriously.

There were three simple dishes on the table, braised pork, fried potatoes, tomato and egg soup. Zhou Xiangwan took a bite of braised pork and was deeply amazed by its taste. He said, "Which restaurant bought this, it's delicious! I I have never eaten such delicious food before. By the way, Qian Meng likes to eat braised pork so much, I want to poach the cook and put him in his house! Take me to him later."

Wu Liang nodded like an old dog, and continued to eat, but he was in a panic.

Because, this chef doesn't exist at all.

These dishes are made by Wu Liang himself.I got up early in the morning, went to buy vegetables myself, rented out the small kitchen of the hotel, cooked dishes, steamed rice, and checked the tableware one by one.

Qian Meng repeatedly reminded him that Zhou Xiangwan was being targeted by a very powerful organization, and he must pay attention to his food safety. If Zhou Xiangwan died, he would not live.In short, Wu Liang somehow took two lives on his shoulders, so he was very cautious.

Wu Liang didn't want Zhou Xiangwan to know that this was his cooking, and was afraid that Zhou Xiangwan would catch him cooking braised pork for Qian Meng, so he put down his chopsticks and changed the subject, "Next, I will work with you, but you can't You're as foolish as you used to be, and if you're not sure, come and ask me."

Zhou Xiangwan put down his chopsticks, and said frankly, "Did you really have a crush on me? I remember you bought a floor in the CBD and planned to open a law firm, but you temporarily worked as my secretary. You treat me so well, it's easy." Get me wrong."

Zhou Xiangwan looked at Wu Liang, his Adam's apple moved, and he was a little nervous. He blinked his eyes quickly a few times, and said in a low voice, "Of course, if you really have a crush on me, I'd like to try it with you. But because I She's cute, so you have to let me do everything."

Wu Liang's expression froze for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, and he was a little dumbfounded. He quickly suppressed the strange fluctuation in his heart, and quickly quantified his feelings with reason - he couldn't be with Zhou Xiangwan and Qian Meng third party in between.

After a while, Wu Liang choked out a sentence, "Zhou Xiangwan, you are a very good young man. We confirmed our friendship a month ago. According to the traditional social rules, if a friend encounters difficulties, I will help you within my ability." Moral responsibility, not to mention I owe you a favor."

"Don't fool me by saying such incomprehensible words," Zhou Xiangwan said with confidence, "...No, you must like me. You touch your heart and look at me. My eyes, say it again."

Wu Liang only thought that Zhou Xiangwan was messing around, restrained his emotions, put the dangerous tableware on the table far away, and said solemnly, "There is one thing I want to ask you, I hope you don't get excited. Du Feng has lost contact since three days ago Is it related to you?"

After Wu Liang finished speaking, the air in the room froze for a moment. Zhou Xiangwan stared at Wu Liang without blinking.

He was angry.

When Zhou Xiangwan was about to get angry, he was very calm.

Zhou Xiangwan looked at Wu Liang expressionlessly, and said plainly, "Since you know he's lost contact, it means you still have contact with him. Why?"

Wu Liang said, "His parents asked me. Since Du Feng was taken away by your people that day, his parents received the notice that he was transferred to the African branch. Until today, there has been no news of Du Feng. Zhou Xiangwan, don't do it." Something illegal. What about the others?"

Zhou Xiangwan smiled coldly and said, "Do you still know his parents?"

"As a friend." Wu Liang paused and asked, "Zhou Xiangwan, please answer my question. Is it related to you?"

"Yes." Zhou Xiangwan narrowed his eyes, "You have already broken up with him, why do you still care about him?"

Wu Liang said, "What about others? Are they still alive?"

"I don't know." Zhou Xiangwan's eyes were indifferent, and he wrote lightly, "Who has time to take care of him. It's best to die."

The disregard for human rights and life on Zhou Xiangwan's face shocked Wu Liang, "If you don't know, just call the person who did this for you, and then bring him back safely and completely. "

"What if he dies?"

Wu Liang was silent for a moment, then said, "Then you must be prepared to take responsibility."

Zhou Xiangwan's teeth were chattering with anger, and he said, "Wu Liang, don't you hate him for treating you like that? Mahatma Gandhi can't compare to you, you are a contemporary Jesus, a prosperous white lotus."

Wu Liang tried back and forth on the bottom line of Zhou Xiangwan's madness, and said, "Whether I hate him or not is two different things from wanting his life. In a society ruled by law, murder is illegal, Zhou Xiangwan, can you be reasonable?!"

"No." Zhou Xiangwan clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot nervously, but his tone was as calm as before, "I can't understand you. If I were you, and he treated me like that, I would kill him a hundred times Ten thousand times is not enough. He is more disgusting than Xiao Jinhe. I knew at a glance that he is the kind of beast in the news who broke up, blackmailed and stabbed his girlfriend to throw sulfuric acid. What about you? He is so civilized and polite that he can't even fight Fight, you are not afraid, I am afraid! Do I have to watch you every day? Only when he is dead can I feel at ease."

"I can't understand you either. One, I didn't let you watch me every day, and you can't even handle your own affairs well." Wu Liang always felt that Zhou Xiangwan was a bit persecuted and delusional, so he took a deep breath and said, "Second, I I have already broken up with him, and there will be no relationship in the future. Yes, he lied to me. If I want to pursue it, I can file a lawsuit against him. Instead of being sent to Africa by you, you get him back!"

Zhou Xiangwan laughed when he heard it, "Litigation, it sounds good, you won't pursue it at all, you will just cry in secret when you suffer alone. It's just money, you don't care at all. You already knew that Du Feng was lying to you, right? You Is he the one who lied to him? Even his parents, let me tell you, knew that you and Du Feng were having an affair, otherwise they wouldn't have called you, the resigned leader, but they pretended not to know, why? Didn't you want to buy them a house and a car for a better future?"

Wu Liang said weakly, "Don't change the subject. Zhou Xiangwan, since you can't reason, let's talk about human feelings. This time, I helped you, can you help me once, and tell me, where is Du Feng?" "

"..."

Zhou Xiangwan's pupils shrank, his Adam's apple moved, suppressed the burning anger, and said intermittently, "You actually...you think that it is a favor for you to help me...you...and, moreover, you want to trade with me... ...How can such a thing be exchanged?"

"You said, you will help me, and you praised me just now! Is the thing that I feel so happy to you, just a condition for exchanging news?" Zhou Xiangwan's voice was Hoarse, almost trembling at the back, "You really are...I hate you..."

Wu Liang didn't understand why the topic had become like this like a wild dog running free. It seemed that from the first sentence, Zhou Xiangwan couldn't grasp the point of every sentence he said, and came up with the idea that he was stupid. Cheap his most hated conclusion.Thinking of this, Wu Liang was also at a loss. He didn't know what to say, so he sighed and said, "It's my fault, okay. Don't be angry. Let's talk after you calm down."

As we all know, when a straight man says this, 90.00% nine point nine can add fuel to the fire, and it is the last straw that makes his girlfriend crazy.

Zhou Xiangwan, on the other hand, was an existence worse than a crazy girlfriend.He is a crazy husky.

Wu Liang didn't know anything about Zhou Xiangwan's manic soul. He packed up the tableware in order and put them away one by one. He glanced at Zhou Xiangwan from time to time, and the bad feeling in his heart became worse—he was too quiet. .

Zhou Xiangwan sat quietly on the chair, with his head lowered, his hair hanging down, his expression was gloomy, and he said very lightly and coldly, "Put on your shoes."

The room was covered with snow-white blankets, so Wu Liang didn't wear shoes.Wu Liang didn't know why, but his intuition made him completely afraid to talk ironically to Zhou Xiangwan, so he obediently put on his slippers, and started to walk, "I'm leaving."

Zhou Xiangwan stood up suddenly, took two quick steps, twisted Wu Liang's arm and threw it on the bed. The bed was soft, and Wu Liang bounced on the bed.Zhou Xiangwan started smashing things like crazy.First, the porcelain cups, plates, and bowls flew out one by one and smashed on the wall, and the broken porcelain splashed like water, and then the table smashed the TV to pieces. , soaring into the sky, mostly in Russian and English, mixed with a few Chinese, such words as "I'm so angry", "I'm so angry", "My eyes are covered with shit".

Three or four minutes later, the room was in a mess. Zhou Xiangwan stood straight among the debris, panting heavily. Wu Liang maintained the posture of being thrown up, lying on the bed sideways, with his back to Looking at Zhou Xiangwan, he remained motionless.

Zhou Xiangwan managed to calm down, and hissed, "Okay, don't talk to me anymore. I've calmed down, and I'll give you back the fucker. Get out! I won't care about your crap anymore!"

Wu Liang remained motionless.

Zhou Xiangwan walked over, half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, turned Wu Liang over, and said, "Don't push me hard, Wu Liang, what else do you want? I didn't even scold you in Chinese..." Zhou Xiangwan's tone After a pause, when he saw Wu Liang's face clearly, he was startled, only to see Wu Liang frowning, his face pale, cold sweat dripping down mixed with tears.

Zhou Xiangwan panicked for a moment, then pretended to be tough and said, "You are crying! I want to cry!"

Wu Liang took a deep breath, his face turned blue, and his tears flowed even harder.

Zhou Xiangwan frowned and said, "Tsk, don't cry anymore... Du Feng is still alive and not disabled. I didn't do anything to him. I just put him in the casino. He was greedy and owed money. You were detained for mining. Don't be sad. Why are you like this?"

Zhou Xiangwan wanted to pull Wu Liang up, but Wu Liang reached out and grabbed his arm. His fingertips sank deep into his flesh. He looked at Zhou Xiangwan in pain, and his lips trembled, "Don't move...it hurts..."

Zhou Xiangwan "?"

Wu Liang sniffed, feeling ashamed and painful, and said, "I... seem to have sprained my waist."

Zhou Xiangwan "..."

Zhou Xiangwan always thought that this incident would only happen to old men and women in their [-]s and [-]s. He was puzzled and said guiltily, "But I just threw you, and the bed is soft. Why are you like this?"

Wu Liang took a breath, his lips trembling, and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, I'm 30 years old. Can you have a little respect for the elderly, and don't throw me on the sofa and bed at every turn?"

Zhou Xiangwan said, "Stop talking, you just sit in the office for a long time, what is 30 years old, I am 35 and I can still hunt in the snow! Where does it hurt the most?"

Wu Liang looked at the ceiling and said rigorously, "You simulate a nine-square number on my back, about between 4 and 7, 6 and 9, which is around the Shenshu and Dachangshu points in traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhou Xiangwan said, "...can you speak human language that I can understand?"

Wu Liang stretched out his hand, and pointed along Zhou Xiangwan's back.

Zhou Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Erector spinae, right? It's okay, the joints are fine, it's a muscle strain. I've learned this before, and I'm very professional. I'll give you a massage, and it will be fine soon."

Wu Liang coaxed cautiously and politely, "I believe in your professionalism, but an ambulance is fine, thank you."

Zhou Xiangwan clicked his tongue, bent down, put one hand on Wu Liang's back, and put his other hand through the hollow of his knee, carefully lifting him up.

Wu Liang's whole body was not well, especially when his butt was held up, his legs were on Zhou Xiangwan's side, and he was carried away like a child, which made him feel so ashamed that he wanted to evaporate on the spot.

Wu Liang said, "You... really don't need it. I don't feel any pain anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore, let me down! Zhou Xiangwan!"

Zhou Xiangwan kicked the door open and said, "We are in the Middle East, please. You have a muscle strain, and you won't even have a bed in the hospital. You won't be tortured to death. Alright, now."

There is a long and narrow massage bed in the side room, and there is a hollowed out circle on the top, which is suitable for people to lie on it without getting stuffy.Zhou Xiangwan put Wu Liang on top of it lightly, telling him to lie down and not move around, then took the scissors and skillfully cut Wu Liang's clothes.

Wu Liang whispered, "Zhou Xiangwan, you promise me that it's just treating the strain. Let's pull the hook."

Zhou Xiangwan stretched out his little finger and pulled Wu Liang, and said with a smile, "What? Afraid of being raped by me?"

Wu Liang "..."

Zhou Xiangwan said, "Hmph! I'm so angry. You beg me to be happy, but I'm not happy."

Zhou Xiangwan took out a few bottles of essential oils from the cabinet, poured a few drops on his hands, rubbed them together, then suddenly raised his legs, and straddled Wu Liang's buttocks.

Wu Liang "!!!"

"Zhou Xiangwan, get down!" Wu Liang wanted to sit up, Zhou Xiangwan put his hands on his back and pressed the flesh on his waist with his thumb, Wu Liang snorted and stopped moving.

Zhou Xiangwan placed his palms on both sides of the spine, rubbing and pressing from bottom to top, and asked, "Is this strength enough?"

Wu Liang said, "Easy... just a little bit."

"how about this?"

"Ah."

Wu Liang thought in his heart, "Zhou Xiangwan's massage skills actually exist!"

Zhou Xiangwan was very guilty, and said, "I'm sorry. Last time you said you were afraid of being hacked to death by me, I thought about it carefully. Before I smashed it, I was afraid that you would poke your feet while walking and let you put on your shoes. But... you... I didn't Thinking of... anyway, I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?"

Wu Liang realized that he had sadly become numb to Zhou Xiangwan's ability to make things happen, and said, "Forget it. This is an accident, and it cannot be controlled. But, Zhou Xiangwan, you can't just dispose of a person just because of your personal likes and dislikes." life and death, life is not a type of domineering president, the law is the bottom line of civilization, do you understand?"

Zhou Xiangwan was silent for a moment, and said, "Wu Liang, do you know what the criteria are for classifying the top rich? It's not that they have a lot of money, a lot of houses, and countless luxuries. They are the lowest level of rich people."

Wu Liang "..."

Zhou Xiangwan said casually, "You have different ideas from mine. What kind of law do you study? You are so idealistic. The real standard of capital is to equate with power, do whatever you want, and be above the law, otherwise you will earn so much money." What is the money for? Think about it carefully, is this the reality? Do you know how many lives Zhou Jianlin has on his hands?"

Wu Liang was so angry that he took his breath away. He didn't expect Zhou Xiangwan to do anything good, but he couldn't condone him doing bad things, he said, "Others are others, and you are you. Didn't you say you are my friend? I always hope My friend is aboveboard and upright."

Zhou Xiangwan was startled, lowered his eyelashes, and fell silent.

He suddenly remembered something.That was when Zhou Xiangwan was five or six years old, his mother took him to play, and saw a beggar on the road, dirty and smelly, drooling at Zhou Xiangwan.At that time, he asked his mother if he didn't make money well, would he become like that.His mother told him very seriously that he is taller than most people in this world, and that he should be a bright person. The meaning of making money is not to prevent himself from becoming a beggar, but to make a beggar no longer a beggar. Make society a better place.

Like his mother, Wu Liang is very idealistic.For some unknown reason, Zhou Xiangwan was involuntarily attracted to such a person even though he clearly disagreed in his heart.

"Anyway, I've become poor. If I were really like that, I wouldn't be killed." Zhou Xiangwan pressed the button for a while, and said, "Wu Liang, I want to live in your house."

Wu Liang "..."

Zhou Xiangwan began to sell miserably, and whispered, "My capital chain is broken, I have to sell the house, and the hotel environment is not good. It's Chinese New Year, there is nowhere to go, like a yellow cabbage, you let me go with you Is Chinese New Year good?"

Wu Liang was subdued by Zhou Xiangwan, and said in a daze, "Then you can stay for a few days."

Zhou Xiangwan was excited, and thought, "Sure enough, even a straight man can't resist the mysterious power of the pillow wind, and he agreed to me so easily!!!"

Who knows, Wu Liang said again, "I'm going back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year. Just don't throw things around. By the way, remember to return the ring to me, you signed the contract."

Zhou Xiangwan "...I will go back with you."

Wu Liang said, "No."

Zhou Xiangwan said, "Don't forget, Du Feng is still in my hands, do you know where he is mining?"

Wu Liang said, "My point is that you can't kill people. I have nothing to do with Du Feng, and I won't compromise with you for him."

"Then why are you arguing with me?"

Wu Liang paused, and said, "I don't think you should be that kind of person."

Zhou Xiangwan asked, "Then what kind of person should I be? What's wrong with me?"

Suddenly, a series of words appeared in Wu Liang's mind, "Stupid, sky cannon, husky spirit, top talent in the demolition team, with a brain in his crotch... sweet, damn sweet!"

But Wu Liang vaguely sensed that this was a proposition of Taoism, and the straight man's strong desire to survive suddenly surged up, and said, "You are not bad." Wu Liang bit the bullet and boasted, "You are an angel who descended to earth." Wu After Liang finished speaking, he spurned himself and took a big step towards becoming a middle-aged greasy CEO.

But Zhou Xiangwan knew how to believe it. He was always easy to coax, and his anger disappeared immediately, and he was extremely happy. He pressed Wu Liang hard and earnestly, leaned into his ear and asked softly, "Are you comfortable?"

Wu Liang said drowsily, "... sour."

Zhou Xiangwan became more excited when he heard it, put his hands on his shoulders, squeezed them, and whispered in Wu Liang's ear, "Then it's settled, I'll live at your house and celebrate the new year together. Okay? Okay? Okay? I'll be good."

Wu Liang "..."

"Really. I'll listen to you."

The warm breath was right next to his ears, and Wu Liang felt refreshed all over his body after being pressed. He was fascinated, and he gave a low hum, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.By the time he reacted and wanted to refuse, it was already too late. Zhou Xiangwan walked into the room with his husky in his arms, big bags and small bags.