Sugar

On the empty street, Xu Bo and Li Xiaoli stared wide-eyed.

Xu Bo: "I always feel... that Zhao just now was smiling, but, uh, his eyes were not kind?"

Li Xiaoli: "It seems like hey, are you upset that Mr. Cheng is with us? Are we implicating Mr. Cheng!"

Xu Bo: "It's not good, Zhao Qingling has a distorted personality, if he hates me and gets angry with Mr. Cheng... But, if Chang Cheng dares to fire him, we will snatch Mr. Cheng over!"

Li Xiaoli: "Yes, yes, the boss must be very happy, after all, Mr. Cheng is so talented!"

"However, I still hope that Mr. Zhao won't embarrass Mr. Cheng too much."

"Will you be scolded..."

The two talked to each other, worrying for Cheng Che in every way.

Unfortunately, the direction of worry is completely wrong.

……

In the hotel room, the lights are dim and warm.

After entering the house, Zhao Qingling dragged Cheng Che, who was drenched in river water, to the bathroom for a bath in hot water.

After washing, he squatted on the ground and wiped his feet carefully, and provided hair dryer service, as always, he was very loyal.

"It's true that you are not in good health, and you still go to save others."

"I don't know if I'll catch a cold tomorrow. Remember to check your legs when you wake up tomorrow morning. If it hurts and swells up again, you should obediently follow me to the hospital right away?"

Cheng Che lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Conversation is very smooth and normal.

The atmosphere is as warm as ever.

So much so that Cheng Che didn't notice anything wrong.

……

That night, the moonlight was bright.

After hugging and laying down, Cheng Che tried very hard to sleep.But thinking of Xu Bo's words, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Finally couldn't bear it, and gently tugged Zhao Qingling.

"What, something on your mind?" Zhao Qingling asked him softly, stroking the back of his neck gently as always.

"I...didn't I go to the bar with Xu Bo and the others to check out the spot today?"

"Ah."

"Xu Bo, show me the photos of his family."

"..."

"No other meaning. That is, Xu Bo's sister... is really, really beautiful."

He spoke carefully.

I was a little worried that Zhao Qingling would be upset if he mentioned this, but I heard Zhao Qingling smiled.

The voice was gentle: "But Cheche, I really have nothing to do with her, you trust me."

"..." Cheng Che closed his eyes.

At this moment, he would rather... Zhao Qingling could tell him that he had good memories with that girl.

It is better to be so beautiful that it makes him sour, jealous, and psychologically gloomy.

And I don't want an answer that's always so understated, so lacking in detail, so...distant, and has nothing to do with him.

But in the end, he nodded obediently: "Well, I believe you."

"It's just that she is really beautiful."

"How good-looking? Not as good-looking as you, far worse than you." Zhao Qingling bowed his head and kissed him on the top of his hair, "I'm the prettiest, hehe, I'm the most stupid fufu. Can't sleep because of this? Or say~ What other bad things did Xu Bo say about me?"

"..."

"I guessed it, I must have said it."

"No."

"I don't believe it. Now that you have grown up, you dare not tell me the truth?"

The person in his arms trembled slightly.

In the end, he insisted on shaking his head.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Qingling hugged the man tightly to his chest.Slightly curled up his lips, his eyes were heavy, and he showed a smile of unknown meaning.

Without Cheng Che opening his mouth, he could guess what Xu Bo said about him.

Not only Xu Bo, but most people should see him this way - scumbag, playboy.Be kind to people at first, but soon lose interest and become ruthless.

Even the person in his arms never said anything, and he was afraid in his heart.

Afraid that one day he would do the same to him.

Since the first day we were together, I have been secretly terrified.

Really pathetic, super miserable, and cute.

Zhao Qingling has always been abnormally clear.

……

But, but~

Even though they are so pitiful, they still dare to... all kinds of misbehavior?

Dare to challenge him stubbornly, dare to think straight, dare to be a workaholic, dare to go drinking with his enemies.

Ha ha ha ha ha.

It's really great.

If you love him so much and dare to scum him, the future is limitless! ! !

At this moment, Cheng Che probably never imagined in his entire life what kind of bewildered thing lay beside him.

I am thinking with some kind of crazy logic.

And what kind of brainless eyes are being used to stare at the moonlight, slowly stroking his broad shoulders, narrow waist, hips, and long legs over and over again...

In the brain, mountains roar, tsunamis, and demons dance wildly.

Ten thousand little movies about him, R-rated, X-rated, extreme pornography, fancy fuck him.

it is true.From verbal bullying, to scaring, to crying.

To toss and turn and use the most powerful posture to fuck him [-] times [-] times, so perverted and sensual that people can't see it.

... Several times, Zhao Qingling didn't know how much self-control he used, so he didn't directly pick up the honest man beside him on the spot.

Just, fuck him!

Like a lunatic, turn the most unbridled delusion directly into reality.

But he didn't do it because he wanted to wait for his mind to calm down a little bit.

Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control myself and accidentally overdo it.

Break him and it's bad.

Zhao Qingling is very clear that he is probably also a strange flower in the world of neuropathy.

Mingming's crazy thoughts are all about how to make him show an extremely painful, miserable and pitiful expression, how to make him beg and cry.

But I don't want to really hurt him.

"..."

Then, how to design a scum set meal of just the right size, which is enough to kill, but not really dead?

Zhao Qingling smiled wryly to himself.Such an operation is really not easy at all.

so.

This fucking time, he really failed!

I fell through the roof.

I probably also know that in this world, many people are just passers-by in life.

But some people can only meet once in a lifetime!

If you don't cherish it well, you will lose everything if you run away.

……

When he woke up the next morning, Cheng Che's feet were fine.

He was quite happy.

After all, he has been in Warsaw for so many days, and he was finally able to go out with Zhao Qingling for the first time today.

This day also happened to be their last day in Poland.

Originally, there was another project to be discussed, but that project was also negotiated by Zhao Qingling in advance, which made the schedule very easy and did not rush at all.

The two visited the University of Warsaw together, took the souvenir books of the Chopin Museum and Madame Curie Museum, and walked slowly along New World Street until they walked to the Old Castle Square to feed the pigeons.

The scenery along the way is beautiful, the passers-by are also good-looking, and everywhere is beautiful.

But inexplicably, the atmosphere was not quite right.

In the past, every time Mingming went out, Zhao Qingling would find every opportunity to secretly hold his hand.

Even under the table at a company meeting.

Even if it is a downtown business district with people coming and going.

He always likes to wear a bright and mean smile, and secretly poke and do some sweet little tricks.

Cheng Che was often caught off guard, and he was beaten up and educated afterwards.

But today, at the University of Warsaw, the campus is so beautiful and quiet.

The tree-lined path is empty.

If it were the usual Zhao Qingling, let alone a puppy begging to hold his paw, he would have picked him up and walked around in circles.

But today, nothing.

Zhao Qingling was unusually silent all the way, with the breeze blowing, he seemed a little absent-minded.

Next to the Old Square, in the souvenir shop of the Warsaw City Museum, there are many unique souvenirs that are not available outside.

A place like this used to make Zhao Qingling especially happy every time.He would hold his hand like a huh, running around excitedly: "Cheche, look, look, look at this! Look at that again! Buy, buy, buy, buy everything!"

Today, too, there was no response.

Instead, Cheng Che approached him in various ways: "Qingling Qingling, look at this refrigerator sticker, isn't it interesting?"

"Ah."

"They also made a teacup in the shape of the Holy Cross Church! It's so delicate and not expensive. If you send it home by express, will it break?"

"probably not."

"Qingling, this Warsaw mermaid badge is so unique, shall we buy a pair and pin it on the bag?"

"Okay, yes."

"..."

Cheng Che was really, really hard at finding topics to talk about.

But it was useless, he was too stupid to liven things up on his own.

At noon, the two went to a famous local improved Chinese restaurant for dinner.

It is said to be improved Chinese food, but in fact it is all fake Chinese food - mapo tofu with white sugar, sweet and sour pork with tangerine peel and cherry, and noodles with strange ingredients.

But although the setting is strange, the taste is not bad!

Especially a grilled chicken nugget called Orange Lemon Chicken, which is very sweet and sour and juicy.

It is obviously delicious.

But Zhao Qingling was still in a low mood.

……

In fact, Zhao Qingling's absent-mindedness this day was really not subjective.

Facts have proved that once you have a neurosis, excessive depression is not good at all.

When he looked at Cheng Che and was beside him before, it was really... a little happy little pink bubble with all his heart.

In the eyes of the heart, it is full of love.

Today is bad, completely hungry wolf mentality.

Every time I looked at him, I felt as if I was staring at the delicious meat with green eyes.The more I look at it, the hungrier I get, and the more I look at it, the more I want to take a bite.

Too tormented.

Every moment is patient.

Anytime, anywhere, I can't wait to find a flashpoint to make trouble for no reason at once——Beat him for no reason, yell at him, and scare him to say that I don't want him anymore.

Let him show a particularly helpless and miserable expression.

Then close the door and fuck him hard.

Fuck him.

Let him cry so miserable, so miserable, and then coax him, kiss him, hug him, comfort and love him, all in one go!

It's very neurotic, yes.

It's very perverted, very brain-dead, yes.

Zhao Qingling didn't want to be so crazy, but he had no choice but to be crazy... There is physical pleasure!

When you think about small movies in your mind, your physiology betrays your reason every minute.

Intracranial injections one after another directly.

Zhao Qingling knew very well that it was only a matter of time before the string in his mind would be completely broken if he went on like this.

Tsk, he really has to hurry.

Before the neurosis fully breaks out, think of a safe and feasible plan for falling ill.

……

The next stop on the Polish itinerary is Vilnius, the capital of Lithuania, a small country next door.

Although the two countries are adjacent, the train route is very inconvenient.

So Cheng Che booked the night bus.It took six hours to drive from Warsaw, and I just arrived at the destination the next morning.

After getting into the car in the middle of the night, Cheng Che personally arranged for Zhao Qingling to put on a whole set of super travel outfits - eye masks, neck pillows, and leg pads.

It is said that even if you are sitting, you can sleep comfortably.

But can't sleep.

Of course.A scumbag who is extremely hungry and full of perverted thoughts, if he can fall asleep casually, he will be a ghost!

Cheng Che was tired during the day, and fell asleep soon after getting in the car.

So I probably don’t know that when the bus crossed the border, the passport was actually stopped once, and when it passed Kaunas, the second largest city in Lithuania, it stopped again.

There are many people getting off in Kaunas, and the parking time is long.

Zhao Qingling also got out of the car to get some air, soothe his muscles and bones, and light a cigarette by the way.

Two minutes later, another night bus with the same itinerary also stopped at Kaunas Station.

A familiar person came down from above.

Zhao Qingling: "Fuck, didn't you lose your passport? How did you get in the car?!"

Xu Bo: "Oh, don't you know? You can take a bus across the border if you have a report of loss and a copy of your passport."

"Mr. Cheng told me about this. Thanks to Mr. Cheng, Xiao Li and I were able to get in the car with the copy of the passport that I found from the company a few days ago."

As he said, he approached Zhao Qingling and stretched out his hand: "Hey, give me one too."

"Do we know each other well? You still ask me for cigarettes? Shameless."

As he said so, after all, he was an acquaintance before, Zhao Qingling still took a cigarette and handed it to him.