Overlord insists on giving me money [Entertainment]

On the way home from the Duan family's main house, neither of them spoke. The driver was Meng Yanzhang, and Duan Jiangqiu sat on the co-pilot with his eyes half closed, as if he was thinking about something or in a daze.

As soon as he got home, Meng Yanzhang received a call from Yan Shu. He put on his slippers, connected the phone and walked into the house.

Duan Jiangqiu followed slowly. He was a little tired, so he went straight up to the second floor and went back to the bedroom to take a shower.

Meng Yanzhang and Yan Shu talked on the phone for half an hour, all of which were work arrangements.

After finishing the call, Meng Yanzhang quickly took a shower, changed his clothes and walked into Duan Jiangqiu's room. There was no one in the room, and the sound of water could be faintly heard in the bathroom.

He frowned, pushed open the bathroom door and walked in.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and Duan Jiangqiu was sitting in the bathtub, already asleep.

He walked over to test the water temperature, and the water was already cold. Meng Yanzhang pulled the towel aside, fished Duan Jiangqiu out of the bath, and wrapped it up.

Duan Jiangqiu murmured in a daze, and Meng Yanzhang carried him out.

"It's really worrying." Meng Yanzhang dried his hair with a towel before carrying him to the bed and covering him with a quilt.

Duan Jiangqiu only groaned and groaned a few times after being tormented by Meng Yanzhang, but he didn't wake up, and fell into a deep sleep.

Meng Yanzhang tucked in the quilt for him, and there was the sound of dripping rain outside the window. He went to the window and closed the door and window. Fortunately, it didn't rain when they came back. Now the rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature should cool down at night. .

He deliberately found a blanket and put it next to Duan Jiangqiu's bed. If it was cold at night, Duan Jiangqiu would be able to grab it.

Gently touching Duan Jiangqiu's face, he lowered his head in distress and kissed him on the forehead.

He wasn't sleepy at the moment, so he went back to his room and found a classic movie to watch, afraid that he might be thinking wildly.

Since the upcoming "Maze" is a suspense movie, he also found some movies of this type to watch.

"Boom—"

Meng Yanzhang was indulging in the movie, when there was a roar of thunder outside the window, which brought him back to his senses.

He suddenly remembered that on a rainy night last year, Duan Jiangqiu ran outside to play the violin. Although Duan Jiangqiu had fallen asleep at the moment, he was still not at ease. He pressed the pause button, got up and went to the next room to see Duan Jiangqiu.

At this moment, it was around 02:30 in the morning, and it was pitch black outside. A flash of lightning split the night, accompanied by a burst of lightning and thunder, as if to split the sky and the earth.

Meng Yanzhang turned on the small table lamp beside the bed. With the help of the weak light, Duan Jiangqiu's facial features wrinkled in pain came into view. He seemed to be suffering something unbearable. His face was covered with fine cold sweat.

His lips were murmured, and his voice was so low that Meng Yanzhang couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Jiang Qiu, Jiang Qiu..." Meng Yanzhang's voice failed to wake up Duan Jiangqiu who was immersed in the nightmare.

On the contrary, there was an earth-shattering thunder outside the window, which suddenly woke Duan Jiangqiu from his dream.

With a scream, he sat up suddenly from the bed, his eyes were blinded, and his body was covered with shackles.

As soon as Meng Yanzhang touched his hand, he was shocked by the coldness of his palm.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here." Meng Yanzhang hugged him distressedly, and patted him on the back like coaxing a child.

Because of the tight embrace, Meng Yanzhang could clearly feel Duan Jiangqiu's body trembling, and his forehead, neck, and even his back were all wet with cold sweat.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Meng Yanzhang held his face, and gently kissed his cheek and his lips.

That Duan Jiangqiu, who was resolute and decisive in killing, and could not see a bit of darkness all over his body, was so frightened that even his lips were trembling at this moment.

Meng Yanzhang's heart seemed to be pinched severely, and it hurt terribly.

Probably because of the warm body temperature of Meng Yanzhang, Duan Jiangqiu, who was in a daze, slowly woke up.

Duan Jiangqiu's eyes gradually focused, and he hugged Meng Yanzhang back, warming himself with his enthusiasm.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone in the room." Meng Yanzhang kissed his temples and hugged him tighter.

Duan Jiangqiu remained silent, holding onto Meng Yanzhang's clothes tightly.

Meng Yanzhang didn't urge him, just let him hold on. After about an hour, Duan Jiangqiu returned to normal and loosened his clothes.

"I'm fine, I'm going to take a shower." Duan Jiangqiu was covered with sticky sweat, making him very uncomfortable.

"Okay, don't take a bath, use a shower, up to 10 minutes, if you don't come out in 10 minutes, I will go in." Meng Yanzhang touched his face, met his eyes, and told him.

The corners of Duan Jiangqiu's lips raised slightly, and he kissed his lips with his probe, "Yeah."

While Duan Jiangqiu went in to take a bath, Meng Yanzhang took off all the sheets and quilts, which were stained with sweat. Duan Jiangqiu would definitely not sleep again.

This time Duan Jiangqiu washed really quickly, and dried his hair with a blower. Duan Jiangqiu lay down on the bed, Meng Yanzhang lifted the quilt to lie down with him, and Duan Jiangqiu rolled into his arms consciously.

"Turn off the lights." Duan Jiangqiu said.

"Aren't you afraid?" Meng Yanzhang thought he had a nightmare just now and he should be afraid of the dark.

Duan Jiangqiu shook his head in his arms, "I'm not afraid."

He was never afraid of the dark, he was only afraid of those things that lurk in the dark.

"With you."

Meng Yanzhang touched the back of his head, raised his hand to turn off the light, the room was plunged into darkness, and the heavy rain outside the window showed no sign of decreasing.

Whenever the lightning flashed, he could feel Duan Jiangqiu's body tense suddenly, but the thunder did not fall, like the sword of Damocles hanging above his head.

Meng Yanzhang clasped the back of his neck, lowered his head and kissed his lips, the air smelled damp.

The softer his kiss was, the more agitated Duan Jiangqiu became, like a preying beast, turning over, pinning down Meng Yanzhang, biting his lips and tongue fiercely.

Meng Yanzhang indulged him and let him play wild on himself.

Breathing became more and more rapid, because of the darkness, other senses were more sensitive.

The rain kept beating the flowers in the yard. After the heavy rain, everything was ruined.

The temperature in the room is rising steadily, and the hot air they exhale seems to burn each other.

Beads of hot sweat fell from his body, and amidst the thunder and lightning, his suppressed sobs were suppressed.

……

When Duan Jiangqiu woke up, it was already high in the sun, and the bright sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the heavy curtains and fell on the floor.

As soon as he raised his arms and stretched his waist, he saw that his fair arms were covered with pink marks, even on the backs of his hands. His skin was white, prone to redness, and easily left marks.

He had so much on his hands, let alone his body. He and Meng Yanzhang were quite crazy last night. He remembered that Meng Yanzhang had left marks on his body.

Probably scratches all over the back.

Stepping on the floor, Duan Jiangqiu was naked. He walked to the window, opened the curtains, and let the sun shine in. When he entered the bathroom to take a shower, he looked in the mirror and found that his back, chest, The neck and even the feet are covered with marks left by Meng Yanzhang.

Spots on the snow-white skin, lewd | extravagant and sexy.

Coming out of the bathroom, Meng Yanzhang just came in and asked him to have lunch.

He saw a hickey on Meng Yanzhang's neck at a glance, "Sorry, I didn't notice last night." Duan Jiangqiu walked over, Meng Yanzhang took advantage of the opportunity to put his arms around his thin waist, and kissed him.

Because of Meng Yanzhang's work, he usually pays attention to it, but last night he really lost his mind and left traces in such an obvious place.

"It's okay, just cover it with concealer." Meng Yanzhang said it lightly, but when he went to work the next day, he applied several kinds of concealer to barely cover the traces.

Duan Jiangqiu walked into the cloakroom. From Meng Yanzhang's position, he could be seen wearing clothes. His tight buttocks were covered by black underwear, and his upper body was covered by a white shirt, which barely covered his thighs. The half-covered visual impact made Meng Yanzhang's throat tighten.

Although Duan Jiangqiu was very flamboyant in front of him, Meng Yanzhang had never seen him buy any particularly flamboyant underpants. They were all classic styles, the fabric was very comfortable, and the price was not cheap.

In fact, Duan Jiangqiu pays more attention to comfort than those coquettish and sexy underwear. He feels most comfortable in boxer pants.

Meng Yanzhang went down first, and Duan Jiangqiu came down from upstairs, smelling the scent of soup wafting in the air, with a hint of medicine.

He walked over and took a look, and he really saw the medicinal materials in the pot where Meng Yanzhang made the soup.

"It's for your health," Meng Yanzhang said.

Duan Jiangqiu narrowed his eyes, feeling that he didn't need to make love, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I will make love, you won't be able to bear it."

Meng Yanzhang's ears warmed up, "It's not for that."

He knew that Duan Jiangqiu didn't like taking medicine, so he went to visit a well-known old Chinese doctor early in the morning. He had retired two years ago, and he was willing to see him only because of Director Zhu's relationship. When Mrs. Zhu was still alive, his stomach No, I often take the medicine of this old Chinese medicine doctor, and my stomach is cured later, but I still left Director Zhu.

The soup has been boiled all morning, and it is very tasty. Even if the taste is very weak, Duan Jiangqiu doesn't think it is unpalatable.

"Not bad, what is that for?" Duan Jiangqiu asked after taking a sip from the bowl.

Meng Yanzhang put the dishes on the table and said, "Don't you know what's wrong with you?"

Duan Jiangqiu paused the hand holding the spoon, and the smile on his lips sank.

"You have a bad stomach, and you are so busy at work. You have one meal and one meal, and your diet is irregular. You have to find a way to cure it." Meng Yanzhang pulled him to sit down, "Eat quickly."

Duan Jiangqiu's eyes were a little hot. He was actually very afraid that Meng Yanzhang would dislike him if he knew that he was a monster that even his own mother hated.

He didn't even want to mention the events of the year with Meng Yanzhang, but Meng Yanzhang didn't care about those things at all, instead he was more gentle with himself.

"I..." Duan Jiangqiu put down the bowl, and his voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk after dinner. I've been hungry all morning." Meng Yanzhang put his favorite dishes in front of him, "Eat quickly."

The meal was really silent, the two had their own concerns, and it took longer than usual to eat a meal.

Putting the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, Meng Yanzhang peeled a plate of little rabbit apples for Duan Jiangqiu, put a toothpick in front of Duan Jiangqiu.

Duan Jiangqiu stared at the little rabbit apple in front of him, thousands of thoughts surged in his mind.

He picked up an apple and put it in his mouth. It was very sweet, and the sweet apple juice burst in his mouth, nourishing his tense and dry heart.

Clearing his throat, Duan Jiangqiu opened his half-closed eyes, looked at Meng Yanzhang seriously and said, "What they said is true."