When the rich and powerful were lined up to confess

He Shaozheng scolded like this, and even wished he could drop the mobile phone he was holding on the ground like this.

He Shaozheng really doesn't understand Heinrich Mainz's brain circuit.

It stands to reason that if an ordinary person finds that the thing or person he likes has been discovered and owned by others, he will definitely feel a little uncomfortable in his heart;

However, Heinrich Mainz is really a contradiction.

He himself is gloomy and abstinent in his daily life, and has never touched anyone, but he hopes to develop some sensitive points of He Shaozheng and awaken his desire for physical desire——

——Perhaps for this pervert... From this, he hoped that He Shaozheng could realize how well Heinrich Mainz fit him.

Bearing it, He Shaozheng took a deep breath and tried to find the private mailbox that was once buried deep in his memory without dropping his phone to the ground.

The account number and password of the private mailbox are quite ambiguous, and it is consistent with the date of the day when He Shaozheng was forcibly embraced by Heinrich Mainz in the villa.

And just when he was trying to log in to that account, the technological force belonging to the Mainz family intercepted him.

"Hold……"

He Shaozheng cursed secretly.

Things have come to this point, if you give up rashly at this time, it really doesn't look like him.

He Shaozheng thought about other countermeasures in his heart.

He really didn't want to rely on that guy Huo Liancheng, but at this moment, a name suddenly appeared in his mind.

——Feng Ziteng.

——That person has relatively powerful hacking skills... Although he is not expected to be able to break through the firewall of the Mainz family, it should be possible to discuss it properly, right?

I don't know why, since He Shaozheng had some mental problems that day, and Feng Ziteng asked Feng Ziteng to use the video to comfort him and let him relax a little bit as an entertainment, Feng Ziteng stopped looking for him all of a sudden.

Of course, He Shaozheng is indeed quite deserted. One lick. The dog is gone, and he can still find thousands of them in the world, so He Shaozheng doesn't care much.

However, thinking about it now is a bit strange.

Feng Ziteng showed a great interest in him, and compared to Lei Meng who was silent outside the bathroom, he was willing to say any kind of flattering words, even in the eyes of ordinary people, it sounded quite Words that go too far.

—For example... Please let me be your dog.

Generally speaking, such a man with high EQ and loyalty will not suddenly lose interest... He suddenly didn't contact him, there should be something wrong.

He Shaozheng thought about it, and tried to dial Feng Ziteng's phone number.

However, in the next second, he found that the phone number had become empty.

--Oh?

He Shaozheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Gently clicking his tongue, He Shaozheng threw the phone aside, casually took a bath towel from the bathroom shelf, wrapped it up, and wiped the fine drops of water.

After finishing all this, He Shaozheng walked out of the room and saw Lei Meng waiting there with a blank face. However, the position below him had already turned his suit pants into a big tent, which looked very scary. .

Apparently, when this big man heard the sound of lingling water when He Shaozheng was taking a bath, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, which immediately made him very excited and excited.

After seeing He Shaozheng, Lei Meng turned his body slightly and nodded to He Shaozheng, "Commander."

At the same time, the pitched tent below him was facing him directly.

He Shaozheng: "..."

The man casually strung his somewhat wet hair, and his eyes, set off by the eyeballs, carried a strange sense of moistness.

"You...how about venting?"

Seeing Lei Meng's eyes brighten up, the corners of He Shaozheng's mouth twitched slightly, "Of course I'm not using me to vent... Hey, pay attention to yourself, okay, not even your hands."

After Lei Meng heard this, the light in his eyes dimmed suddenly, as if he was a large dog that couldn't taste meat.

His complexion remained unchanged, and he could not see any unusual joy or anger.

After seeing it, He Shaozheng sighed, and opened the bathroom door just like that.

Through the lingering mist that has not dissipated, Lei Meng could see the bath with some bubbles in it. With a slight movement of his nose, he could smell a kind of masculine incense that made people feel a little distracted— —

Raymond pursed his lips and said nothing.

He Shaozheng looked at his appearance, and for some reason he remembered that stupid pug-like dog he raised in the rising sun.

Thinking of this, He Shaozheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently rub Lei Meng's soft hair, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's take a bath."

Rubbing for a while as if joking, the corners of He Shaozheng's mouth twitched slightly, "After all, you also have traces of me left there."

Raymond's Adam's apple rolled gently again.

"No, I'm not qualified to share a bathroom with you, and subordinates cannot share a room with superiors—this is the rule."

"The rules are made by people, there is no such thing as death."

Gently rubbing Lei Meng's earlobe, He Shaozheng breathed there on purpose, and said with a smile, "Just now I was lying there naked... don't you want to try it, and be soaked by me?" bathtub?"

Lei Meng remained silent, staring straight into He Shaozheng's eyes.

In the next second, the man pressed He Shaozheng's hand that was holding his earlobe, and moved it to the button of his suit.

With a slight movement, the button was undone, revealing a strong chest belonging to a mature man.

"you……"

He Shaozheng saw that Lei Meng was looking into his eyes, with a faint aggressive gaze that looked like a wild beast, but it seemed to be suppressed by something in an instant.

Raymond's voice was very soft.

"Okay, Commander, I'll go...to wash it well."

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After finishing Lei Meng, He Shaozheng returned to his room, still searching in his heart for a way to contact Feng Ziteng.

The man was still thinking about it, but in the next second, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

He Shaozheng patted himself on the head.

How could he have forgotten... You can contact the other party through that game.

Although he didn't know why Feng Ziteng was avoiding him all of a sudden, he remembered that guy... seemed to be a well-known anchor, right?The game should always be online... Theoretically speaking, he should be able to find him through the real battlefield.

Thinking of this, He Shaozheng slipped to the study where Lu Tianchen was.

He remembered that there was also a computer there.

After boarding the game on the real battlefield, the corners of He Shaozheng's eyes twitched slightly.

He found that a lot of news poured into his private account——

Most are useless.

Basically adding friends, or inviting yourself to join some special teams.

There is also a small group of people who are talking unsightly... probably because they have some charming thoughts about their slightly softer and more neutral photos.

He Shaozheng took a deep breath, and originally planned to delete all these messages, but when he scrolled down, he found that Feng Ziteng's message - the email sent by the ID account belonging to Tengshu, was almost 10 days ago disconnected when.

Ever since he got to know He Shaozheng, Feng Ziteng had to send love messages 5 or 6 times a day, twice on his mobile phone, and several times in private messages on the real battlefield.

He Shaozheng once asked him why he was so persistent, and Feng Ziteng's voice at that time carried a hint of grievance.

"Because...you didn't reply to my message."

"You didn't reply to my message, I thought your phone was broken, or something happened temporarily, I couldn't see the message, and then you didn't let me get close to your real life..."

"I can only... I can only do my best to keep approaching and touching you through the virtual network."

Thinking of Feng Ziteng's rather soft and cautious words at that time, He Shaozheng held his chin with one hand, rubbed it and narrowed his eyes.

——It's not normal...

He Shaozheng thought so.

He swiped with the mouse again, wanting to see if Feng Ziteng had logged into any aliases, but at the same time another account caught his attention.

——Han Shui.

He remembered... This guy seems to be Feng Ziteng's twin brother?

Ever since Feng Ziteng's account disappeared, the content posted by that person has become much more attentive.

He Shaozheng opened it to take a look, and frowned slightly.

The earliest invitations were probably those kind invitations, inviting He Shaozheng to have sex with him. After a few days, after discovering that He Shaozheng had no interest in him and basically ignored him, this person seemed to have such a temper. Reduced the number of private messages with He Shaozheng, didn't send too many messages, and started playing on his own.

However, ten days ago, the news suddenly increased.

That message still carried some strange yin and yang smell of vinegar.

After He Shaozheng opened a letter, he raised his eyebrows.

One of them is audio.

"My brother is going on a business trip recently, and he is in a hurry. Although I don't know what happened, but the relevant communication equipment cannot be brought... So, he asked me to tell you, and by the way, let me take care of him if he plays games. you."

I have to say that he is worthy of being an anchor who relies on his voice to make a living. Han Shui's voice is like a clear spring sprinkled between spring rains, but his tone sounds a bit yin and yang.

There seemed to be a hint of jealousy.

"Hehe, you will go offline after being headshot, and you basically don't accept a word of the news I sent you... But you have already talked to my brother? Do you want me to take good care of you in the game...?"

"I know my brother best...I really can't see it, you like the Mensao one?"

He Shaozheng: "..."

He deliberately skipped the other useless information, narrowed his eyes slightly, and focused on one thing.

——Feng Ziteng... What happened?

Generally speaking, if you have something to do on a business trip, even if the situation is urgent and you cannot use the communication equipment, you will at least send a message before you leave...

Unless, when he left, he was not voluntary, but was coerced by someone, so all communication equipment was disabled.

——But if this is the case, why is Han Shui so destined to confirm that Feng Ziteng will be fine, but to leave on a business trip?

He Shaozheng thought in his heart.

There are also many things about himself—that inexplicable drug side effect is still lurking in his body, especially after that guy Heinrich Mainz reappeared in front of him, the threat is even greater A few points.

From a rational point of view, He Shaozheng has no obligation to find out about this matter, but Feng Ziteng did make a good impression on He Shaozheng before.

To put it bluntly, even for that wonderful video, he couldn't just abandon Feng Ziteng like this.

Looking at the time, although it was almost a few days later, He Shaozheng still tried to add Han Shui and sent him a message.

Unexpectedly, the news was immediately received by the anchor Han Shui.

At the same time, a message appeared on the computer screen.

[Player Han Shui initiated a voice invitation to you. 】

He Shaozheng raised his eyebrows, clicked the accept button, connected the headset, and heard a clear voice flowing from the other end.

"Hey, little girl, so you still remember me?"

After telling his fans, after turning off the live broadcast for a short time, Han Shui's voice had a hint of a smile in it.

It sounds like this guy named Han Shui is in a good mood, "After so many days, you only clicked on my invitation. Could it be that you haven't played the game these days?"

The tone is slightly elongated——

"Or are you dissatisfied with me? My appearance doesn't suit your taste? Do you like my brother more?"

He Shaozheng remained expressionless and did not speak.

After lightly tapping the keys on the keyboard, Feng Zihan seemed to have realized something, he pursed his lips, and his tone was somewhat serious.

"Don't worry, I didn't broadcast any live broadcast, your voice will not be heard by others... so don't worry about it so much."

Feng Zihan's slender, fox-like eyes raised slightly, and his tone was a bit thought-provoking, "What's more... What's the matter with the voice acting like a baby, don't all the female players like to play this way. "

As he spoke, Feng Zihan deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was trying to seduce the girl opposite.

"—Come on, call me sweeter."

There is also a reason for Feng Zihan's contempt at the moment.

He himself is a rather arrogant person. During this period of time, this little girl with a very good level has not had much contact with him, but she seems to maintain a relatively close relationship with his elder brother, which makes him a little complicated .

It's not that he likes He Shaozheng so much, if he poured all his affection into him just because of that face...it sounds a little fake.

——At most, he had a little affection for He Shaozheng before.

Moreover, because of the intimate relationship between He Shaozheng and his brother Feng Ziteng, he subconsciously regarded He Shaozheng as those ordinary female players——

In private, he will act like a baby, wanting to establish a good relationship with the popular anchors of those games and obtain further network resources;

This kind of thing... Such a little girl made Feng Zihan feel a little bit contemptuous.

Feng Zihan waited there with a smile, and waited playfully for He Shaozheng's reaction.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed suddenly.

Because... the voice coming from the headset is not a sweet and soft girlish voice, but a male voice with a bit of laziness.

It's that kind of pleasant and magnetic... a voice that makes one's ears feel pregnant.

"What's it called? Sao?"

Feng Zihan's pupils shrank slightly.

After he heard this sentence... the fingers on the keyboard became stiff for a moment.

As a part-time game anchor, the main job is the designer of the game system. Feng Zihan and his elder brother Feng Ziteng have a clear division of labor. It took a lot of effort to find some dubbing artists.

Although his thoughts froze for a moment, Feng Zihan knew very well that this was a male voice.

——But... Hearing such a voice, he suddenly felt that his ears went numb for a moment.

It was as if someone had blown a breath next to his ear——

It sprang up from there like an electric current, and slowly slid through every nerve in the brain——

Whether it was those sweet girly voices... or other male voices, none of this man's voice brought him a weird excitement.

Feng Zihan's ears are more sensitive than ordinary people, so after hearing such a sound, the reaction will be even greater.

After calming himself down for a while, Feng Zihan pressed his headset and seemed to have found his own voice.

"You... are you a man?"

There was something weird in his voice.

——So... After being headshot, he went offline. This player turned out to be a male?

——With such a face so beautiful that it can blur the gender, the player with this face is actually a man?

--How is this possible? !

——Could it be that he used someone else's photo and identity...?He escaped the eagle eye investigation?

Thoughts are a little chaotic.

Another scary point is-

——Even if it is a man... with such a voice, he can easily conquer others...?

Before Feng Zihan could completely digest this incredible news in his heart, through his headset, he heard this person provoking him further——

He Shaozheng lazily yawned at the other end, and said, "You want to chat with me on the earphone end? Think of me as that kind of little anchor with bare breasts? Hehe...Little brother, you are quite courageous. You are afraid that I will reveal my truth, and you still dare not look at it."

The magnetic voice really gave Feng Zihan a clear sense of the picture, he couldn't help shaking his hands, and dreamed in his mind for a moment...

At this time, He Shaozheng sneered again, "It's not impossible if you think about it, but well, I want to know another thing."

"What happened to your brother?"

"——I have something to look for him."

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Feng Zihan: Brother, just take your time and I will take good care of him :)

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