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On the way back, Wen Cheng didn't sit in the driver's seat, and the other three people in the car all heaved a sigh of relief.

There were three people squeezed into the narrow back seat, coupled with Duan Xiu's sturdy body, Lu Qi was squeezed in a sleepy sleep and was uncomfortable. He frowned slightly and muttered softly: "...hot."

"Boss, do you want to turn on the air conditioner?" Duan Xiu, who was sitting next to Wen Cheng, asked.

Wen Cheng seemed to have finally remembered that there was another person in the back seat, he glanced up at him, and then drove towards Fang Zhong who was driving ahead.

"parking."

Fang Zhong glanced at the road ahead, then turned the steering wheel, pulled over and stopped the car.

"get off."

"?" Duan Xiu was a little confused, looking at him blankly.

"Why are you standing there?" Wen Cheng gave him a cold look, and said coolly, "Wait until I kick you down?"

Duan Xiu shook her head in fright, hurriedly opened the door and jumped out of the car.

"Take a taxi and go home." Wen Cheng threw him the wallet in his jacket, and then slammed the car door shut.

"Walk."

The silver-gray sports car left the dust, and the lonely Duan Xiu smelled the exhaust of the car in place.

"Ha chirp!"

A gust of cool wind hit, Duan Xiu sneezed coldly, he rubbed his nose, and finally recovered from the situation.

"...Why am I unlucky again?"

After Duan Xiu got out of the car, Wen Cheng also got up and squatted down. The crowded back seat became spacious instantly. He put Lu Qi's legs on it to make him sleep more comfortably.

"Boss, why don't you sit in my seat? I'll go down and take a taxi." Ah Zhong saw the long-armed and long-legged Wen Cheng squatting aggrievedly in the narrow aisle between the front seat and the back seat, and couldn't help but suggest to the co-pilot .

"Need not."

Hearing his refusal, Ah Zhong thought he was showing consideration for his hard work tonight, and his eyes were a little shocked, but the next second he saw Wen Cheng put his hand on Lu Qi's head, and said coldly, "I'm blocking him."

Ah Chung: "..."

He was silent for a long time alone, and silently thanked the sleeping Lu Qi.

There was no talking all the way, street lights shone in through the cracks in the car window, Wen Cheng brushed aside Lu Qi's sweaty hair, stared carefully at his sleeping face, wondering what he dreamed of, his curled eyelashes lightly Trembling, revealing the uneasiness in his heart at the moment.

Wen Cheng's eyes were a little heavy, he grabbed Lu Qi's hand, and lightly bit his fingertips. Although he was angry, he couldn't bear to speak harshly, and said angrily, "Who the hell are you dreaming about again?"

The only answer to him was the sound of heavy and long breathing. Wen Cheng felt even more depressed. He leaned forward a little, and the two of them were very close. He could feel Lu Qi's moist and hot breath, which sprayed heavily and sometimes lightly on his face. After maintaining this posture for a long time, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a lot of deep sternness hidden in his eyes.

"...Don't be afraid, I won't let any of those people go."

Fang Zhong parked the car, got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat, "Boss, we're here."

Wen Cheng's legs were a little numb. After getting out of the car, he stood on the spot and moved around a few times. Seeing this, Ah Zhong was about to carry Lu Qi out of the car, but a cold hand grabbed his back collar, "I Come."

"Yes!" Ah Zhong quickly withdrew his hand in fright, and stood motionless by the car door.

—almost died.

"Go and open the door for me." Wen Cheng threw the key of the house into Ah Zhong's hand, then got into the car, and hugged Lu Qi again.

Seeing that he was still resting on his shoulder with an unconscious expression on his face, Wen Cheng couldn't help but patted his butt, and scolded him: "Next time, you are not allowed to drink so much, or you won't know if you are sold out!"

Lu Qi, who was sleeping, heard him speak, hugged Wen Cheng's neck obediently, and retorted in a daze: "A little bit."

"Just a little bit."

He emphasized the three words a little bit, as if deliberately emphasizing that he really didn't drink much.

Seeing him talking back, Wen Cheng slapped his butt again, this time with significantly stronger force, and said angrily, "I won't drink even one sip from now on!"

"Oh..." Lu Qi prolonged his tone on purpose, and murmured with his eyes closed: "Okay, I won't drink anymore, don't be angry."

Hearing his tone of coaxing the child, Ah Zhong almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Fortunately, Wen Cheng walked in front of him, otherwise Duan Xiu might not be the only one who was unlucky tonight.

Wen Cheng put Lu Qi, who had fallen asleep again, on the bed, then stood aside and took a deep breath.

"Boss, sister-in-law's phone is ringing." Fang Zhong handed over Lu Qi's phone, and Wen Cheng glanced at the caller ID.

Finding out that it was Lu Qi's brother, Wen Cheng was still thinking about how to explain it, so the other person hung up and sent a WeChat message.

【Sleeping? 】

Before Lu Qi could respond, Lu Yuan typed another line and sent it.

[I found the house for you. If you are too tired tonight, I will give you a day off tomorrow. You clean up the house and I will find someone to help you move it. 】

Seeing that Lu Qi kept replying, Lu Yuan stood up from his office chair and turned his neck wearily.

"Boss?" Seeing Wen Cheng staring at the darkened screen in a daze, Ah Zhong called out cautiously.

"Duan Xiu was asking if he needed hangover soup, and he boiled it and served it."

Wen Cheng came back to his senses, put Lu Qi's cell phone on the table, and hummed expressionlessly.

He took out his cigarette case and lighter, and stood silently by the window smoking a cigarette.

Fang Zhong and Ah Zhong saw that he was in a bad mood, so they didn't stand here to obstruct his eyes, and went to the bathroom to prepare hot water and clean towels wisely.

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, the anger in his heart still only increased. He scratched his hair irritably, his mind was filled with all kinds of dark thoughts, but when he saw Lu Qi's quiet side face, he stiffened again. Don't mind hurting this person.

Wen Cheng pondered for a moment, then slowly took out the cell phone in his trouser pocket and called Tao Shan.

After Tao Shan finished filming the night scene, he just went home and went to bed when Wen Cheng called. Half asleep, he touched the phone and pressed it to answer it. With a splitting headache, he said, "Hello?"

"I want to be with Lu Qi."

"Brother, did you make a wrong call? I'm not a late-night emotional column!" Tao Shan yelled hoarsely.

"One night."

"Fuck!" Tao Shan burst into a rough sentence, annoyed: "You treat me as old, let alone one night, not even a month!"

"Do you still want the car?" Wen Cheng calmly picked out his ears, and moved the phone away.

"Which one?" Mentioning the car, Tao Shan's mind cleared up a bit, and Li Yu sat up from the bed stiffly.

"In the company garage."

"Huayra? Really?!"

"Ah."

Hearing his promise, Tao Shan was overjoyed and said, "Then I will drive tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, something suddenly came to mind, and he said with a sad face again: "My dad has frozen my card. Recently, I'm playing tricks, and this car can't be driven!"

"You keep it for me, and I will open it later."

"It's up to you." Wen Chengping said flatly, "I'll give you a car when things are done."

He was not interested in luxury cars at all, they were just a means of transportation for him. This car was given to him when he was in country M, and it was parked in the company's garage after returning to the country, and it has never been touched.

After feeling Wen Cheng's generosity, Tao Shan slowly calmed down, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"What happened?"

"Lu Qi's brother asked him to move out tomorrow."

"...No wonder you are in such a hurry."

Tao Shan nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Where is Lu Qi now?"

"In my bed."

"Ah?!" Tao Shan thought he heard it wrong, and asked again, "Where do you think Lu Qi is?!"

"On my bed!" Wen Cheng frowned impatiently.

"Why is he on your bed? What happened to you?" Tao Shan asked curiously.

"Nothing happened, he was drunk and I put him in bed to rest."

Tao Shan: "..."

"Brother, this is a great opportunity!"

Wen Cheng didn't understand what he meant, and frowned, "What?"

"Drinking. Mess. Sex!"

Tao Shan patted his thigh anxiously, "Just take advantage of the drunkenness and do what needs to be done, isn't that all right?"

"No." Wen Cheng said coldly, "You can't force him."

"If you don't force him, then you won't do it!" Tao Shan said eagerly, "If you let him do it, you'll be fine."

"If you fart again, the car will be taken back." Wen Cheng said darkly.

Hearing that the car was going to be taken back, Tao Shan quickly changed his words, "Oh! Don't! That's not what I meant."

"Aren't you pretending to be a woman in front of Lu Qi now? I mean pretending to let him fuck you."

"Will there be a problem?" Wen Cheng disagreed slightly.

"There must be a problem, but if Wen Cheng moves away, it might not be so easy for you to approach him when the time comes." Tao Shan said slowly.

"This is the best way so far. The time, place and people are in harmony. This opportunity is in front of you. If you don't grasp it well, you will fly away."

Wen Cheng doubted, "Are you sure it will work?"

"Of course!" Tao Shan assured, patting his chest, "Sex is the fastest way to warm up your relationship."

"Now, take off the clothes of the two of you, then lie on the bed, and tomorrow you will cry and let Lu Qi take responsibility."

"That's right! Don't forget to leave some blood on the bed. I heard that women have it for the first time."

"Blood?" Wen Cheng didn't understand, so he asked, "What blood?"

Tao Shan didn't know how to explain it to him, so he simply said, "You don't care about the blood, as long as the blood coming out of your body is fine."

"Anyway, you just do what I say, and then this person will be in your hands."

"..." Wen Cheng hung up the phone silently, turned his head to look at Lu Qi who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and then shouted at Ah Zhong who was at the door.

"Ah Zhong, find me a knife."

"Yes."

After Ah Zhong answered, he hurried into the kitchen, and quickly came out with a kitchen knife.

"Are you fucking going to kill someone?!" Wen Cheng glanced at the knife in his hand and cursed angrily.

"...I'll change it." Ah Zhong was taken aback by his yelling, and was about to put the knife back.

"Forget it, that's it."

"Come and bleed me." Wen Cheng took off his shirt and sat on the other side of the bed.

"Where to cut it?" Fang Zhong took the kitchen knife in Ah Zhong's hand and asked in a deep voice.

"Just the thigh."

"Hiss!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in his leg, and he gasped, and his breathing became much heavier.

"Is it a little deeper?" Ah Zhong looked at the bleeding wound, hurriedly brought the medical kit over, and carefully bandaged it for Wen Cheng.

"The knife is a bit fast." Fang Zhong also felt that his hand was a bit heavy, so he explained.

It was rare for Wen Cheng not to provoke them. Looking at the pool of blood soaked on the bed sheet, he lowered his eyes in thought.

"...Is this blood a bit too much?"

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

#If there is a bottle of regret medicine in this world#

Lu Qi: "I won't go to the bar."

Wen Cheng: "I won't call Tao Shan."

Lu Yuan: "I want a few more bottles."

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