The male gods are vying to be my father

Before Rong Zhi had a few mouthfuls at the banquet, he let the smoke and alcohol smoke out, and was carried away by Zhou Haoqi afterwards.

No wonder I'm not hungry right now.

Rong Zhi rubbed his stomach quietly, trying to pretend nothing happened.

Zhou Jing reached out and pressed his hand on the back.

Rong Zhi looks skinny, but his frame is small, but there is no shortage of flesh on his body.

Zhou Jing only felt that his hands were soft, making people want to take the opportunity to squeeze a couple more.

But he finally stopped his hand, he was very strong, don't scare people.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhou Jing asked.

When Rong Zhi was held down by him, he was already frozen there.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he whispered: "...do you have dumplings stuffed with leeks?"

After thinking about it, I felt that it was a bit too much to be a hostage in someone else's house and ask for stuffing when eating dumplings.

After thinking about it again, it would be a bit too much if the burp smelled like leeks.

Rong Zhi unconsciously licked his lower lip, sat up straight, and added: "...um, everything is fine."

But Zhou Jing still made a phone call, and within a few minutes, someone delivered a box of dumplings stuffed with leeks.

A dozen or so, packed in a food box that is more delicate than dumplings.

Served with a glass of lemon juice on the side.

Zhou Jing didn't know his taste, so he didn't make the decision to add additional dishes.

But it was enough for Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi glanced at Zhou Haoqi, but Zhou Haoqi shuddered under his clear gaze, and forced a smile: "...you eat, eat quickly."

Zhou Jing glanced at Zhou Haoqi, and then said, "Send Er Shao to the hospital."

Several bodyguards quickly helped Zhou Haoqi up and sent him out the door.

Zhou Haoqi hurriedly smiled at Zhou Jing, because he laughed too much, and even tore off the wound on his head, causing him to "hiss" in pain.

The bodyguard opened the car door, stuffed the person in, stepped on the gas pedal, and quickly disappeared.

There was silence in the living room.

On the contrary, Rong Zhi felt much more relaxed.

With Zhou Haoqi's face, even if the table was full of people and the whole banquet was placed in front of him, he couldn't swallow it.

Rong Zhi lowered his head and was about to get his chopsticks.But Zhou Jing had already broken open the chopsticks and handed them to him.

Out of politeness, Rong Zhi still said: "Thank you."

It was only two words, but Rong Zhi felt that Zhou Jing's eyes seemed to have changed a little bit when he looked at him, there was a touch of softness in his dark eyes.

Rong Zhi was a little puzzled.

Does he have an attractive physique?

impossible.

He is not RMB.

Rong Zhi lowered his head and ate a dumpling with a "owwow".The stuffing is very full, and the thickness of the dumpling skin is just right.The aroma of leeks rushes into the throat, and the juice in the fresh meat also overflows the mouth.

This is the best leek stuffed dumpling that Rong Zhi has ever eaten.

The empty stomach quickly received the signal of food, and it stopped making hunger sounds.The nerves in the cerebral cortex then became more joyful.

Take another sip of lemonade.

chilled.

Delicious.

Zhou Jing originally felt sorry for him a little bit, and he was so satisfied after eating a dumpling.But seeing Rong Zhi filling the dumplings into his mouth one mouthful after another, Zhou Jing was also aroused his appetite a little bit.

He just remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Zhou Jing moved his lips: "Can you feed me one?"

Rong Zhi turned his head and looked at him with a sudden change of gaze.

The two stared at each other.

Zhou Jing finally realized that the other party might have misunderstood him.

That's right, they haven't met each other yet.

Suddenly showing too much affection, the other party will definitely suspect that he has other plans.

Zhou Jing coughed softly: "I'm just joking, you continue."

Only then did Rong Zhi restrain his shocked gaze, lowered his head and ate another dumpling.

During this period of time, his mouth and stomach have been nourished, looking at the last dumpling left in the food box, Rong Zhi felt that there was not enough.

He stared at the dumpling for a while.

Zhou Jing asked, "What's wrong?"

You can't tell people, thank you, give me two more boxes.

Rong Zhi shook his head.

It's time for Yue Zheng to arrive. When he arrives, leave here and go to have a good dinner.

Rong Zhi thought a little desperately that he probably really isn't suitable for that kind of social occasion, and he won't go out with people to get together next time.

It's still good to be a small player honestly.

At this moment, the door of the villa opened.

A man stood outside, bent slightly towards Zhou Jing, and said, "Mr. Yue is here."

Yue Zheng is here!

Rong Zhi tightened his fingers holding the chopsticks, immediately lost interest in eating dumplings, and just looked up and stared at the door.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

Why does it seem that... Zhou Jing and Yue Zheng knew each other early on?

Just like Yue Zheng and Yan Shihan also knew each other early on.

"Go ask him to come in." Zhou Jing sat still.

The man nodded, and immediately turned to invite someone.

Rong Zhi heard the sound of a car engine approaching, and then stepped on the accelerator, and the car stopped steadily.Zhou's bodyguard stepped forward and opened the car door, and Yue Zheng walked out from inside.

Yue Zheng came in a hurry, he didn't even wear a suit jacket, just put a thin shirt on his body, which made his figure even bigger. Rong Zhi just glanced at it, and seemed to be able to see the tightness under the layer of cloth. muscle.

When Rong Zhi was looking at him, Yue Zheng was also looking at Rong Zhi.

Only now did Yue Zheng loosen the fingers that had been clenched tightly.

With a sullen face, he strode into the villa.

Rong Zhi was sitting next to the sofa, looking like he was about to fall to the floor at any moment.

Yue Zheng's fingertips were about to move, and he wished he could take a step forward and pull him into his arms to support him.

But he still didn't do it.

His gaze turned to Zhou Jing.

The moment the two men stared at each other, they both showed a strong side.

The corner of Yue Zheng's mouth twitched, showing a sneer: "Mr. Zhou's younger brother is really an eye-opener. Doesn't Mr. Zhou usually teach him?"

Zhou Jing said indifferently: "Just after discipline, you can still visit him in the hospital."

Yue Zheng: "..."

Yue Zheng rarely dealt with Zhou Jing before, but he vaguely knew what kind of person Zhou Jing was, and he was ruthless and fast.

Now it seems that the younger brother is no exception.

But on second thought, what kind of younger brother is an illegitimate son of the Zhou family.

But Yue Zheng still felt that the fire in his heart could not be subdued.Letting him deal with Zhou Haoqi is the best, but Zhou Jing made the first move, which instead made him useless in front of Rong Zhi.

Yue Zheng temporarily suppressed his anger, walked up to Rong Zhi, and squatted down with his tall body like this: "Are you really not injured?"

Rong Zhi shook his head.

He still had a slight liking for Zhou Jing, after all, this person blocked him in time and beat Zhou Haoqi up, he really didn't break the skin at all.

Yue Zheng didn't believe it, but since Zhou Jing was still by his side, it was difficult for him to check whether Rong Zhi was injured.

"Go to the hospital for an examination first." Yue Zheng said in a deep voice.The corners of his mouth tightened, revealing his serious displeasure.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhou Jing again: "Mr. Zhou is quick to strike, but one yard counts for one yard. When the second young master recovers from his illness another day, I'm afraid he will have to beat me up."

Zhou Jing nodded nonchalantly: "My father died early, so he has no time to discipline his son."

He didn't take Zhou Haoqi seriously in his words.

Yue Zheng's punch was like hitting cotton, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"Can I go?" He turned his head to look at Rong Zhi and asked.

At this moment, his tone has changed again, which is worse than the change of face in Peking opera.

Rong Zhi stared into his eyes blankly, realizing that this man's concern and worry did not seem to be fake.

Although I can't tell the difference between the real father and the fake father, I am still a good person...

Rong Zhi nodded: "I can go."

Yue Zheng helped him up: "I won't gossip with Mr. Zhou today, see you another day." These words came out of Yue Zheng's mouth, a little cold.

Zhou Jing still didn't care: "Yes."

It's just that his eyes fell on Rong Zhi's body, making Rong Zhi's back very itchy.

Rong Zhi couldn't help twisting.

"What?" Yue Zheng put one hand on his back and pressed it down: "Is it hurt here?"

"It's not... itchy."

Yue Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Get in the car and scratch it for you."

Rong Zhi shook his head, his cheeks puffed up: "I'm not a child."

Yue Zheng smiled softly, patted his head, and stuffed him into the car: "Let's go."

Zhou Jing just kept watching the car drive away.

The servants on one side squatted down and were about to clean up the food boxes on the coffee table.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Jing stopped her.

The servant looked blankly at Zhou Jing, but saw Zhou Jing staring at the dumpling.

Zhou Jing picked up the last dumpling with his chopsticks and took a bite.It's a little cold, the taste of the soup is naturally not so good, and the dumpling skin tastes weird.

But Zhou Jing didn't put it back, but chewed it slowly.

While chewing, while thinking——

What kind of life did Rong Zhi lead?

Can you squint your eyes happily after eating such an unpalatable dumpling?

Zhou Jing suddenly felt his hands itchy again.

How did Zhou Haoqi set his sights on Rong Zhi?There are so many men and women in the entertainment circle, why are they eyeing Rong Zhi?

So good, Rong Zhi.

He is willing to do it?

Zhou Jing didn't know Zhou Haoqi's reluctance, but he felt that he was very willing to beat Zhou Haoqi again.

He lowered his head and glanced at the table before letting the servants clean it up.

At the same time, someone asked, "Can you put some hot water on?"

Usually when Zhou Jing returns home from get off work, the first thing he does is to soak in hot water for a while.Although he seldom came to the villa here, the servants in the villa kept his preferences firmly in mind.

"No, wait a little longer." Zhou Jing said.

There are still people who haven't arrived yet.

As Zhou Jing said, in less than 10 minutes, another car stopped outside the gate of the villa.

A face that swept the big screen got out of the car.

"Where are people?" Yan Shihan stared at Zhou Jing, not hiding the hostility in his eyes.

As soon as he finished asking, before Zhou Jing could answer, Yan Shihan's cell phone rang. He was worried that it was Rong Zhi's message, so he quickly picked it up.

Jiang Yan's voice came from the other end: "Oh my god, that idiot Zhou Haoqi has entered the hospital, I'll go to the hospital to squat him first! Yue Zheng picked up your Rong Zhi, please contact Yue Zheng... "

Yan Shihan hung up the phone.

I couldn't help but frowned, my heart was still a little hurt.

Why didn't Rong Zhi call him himself?

Yan Shihan felt that he was a little bit hurt because of his old father's heart.

Not wanting Yuezheng to gain favorability in front of Rong Zhi alone, Yan Shihan didn't even look at Zhou Jing, he quickly returned to the car and let the driver drive.

Forget it.

Maybe Rong Zhi's cell phone was robbed.

Maybe Rong Zhi was injured.

Maybe it was Yue Zheng who was not a thing, and forced Rong Zhi not to let him make a call.

Now getting into the car, Rong Zhi changed out of the clothes that smelled of tobacco and alcohol, then bit the little Tangsu, stretched out his hand, and said vaguely: "I'll call... Yan... "

"I told Jiang Yan, he should have already called." Yue Zheng stuffed a cup of warm milk into Rong Zhi's hand.

The aroma is tangy.

Rong Zhi took the milk and started drinking it.

Not knowing if someone was reading him behind his back, Rong Zhi sucked the milk into his trachea and sneezed suddenly.

"Ah-"

Milk splashed out.

Not to mention the white beard that he hung around, Yue Zheng's coat was also damaged.

Yue Zheng was familiar with this matter, so he said, "You don't need to lose money."

Rong Zhi gestured "OK" to him, and while licking the milk on his lips, he asked Yue Zheng for his mobile phone: "I'll call Yan Shihan."

Yue Zheng pressed his forehead.

Gee.

Still haven't messed with it.