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"Damn, look at our Young Master Pei's unisex charm, someone throws himself into his arms as soon as he leaves the house!"

"That's right, he's handsome, rich, talented, and good at work. It's incomparable, incomparable! Hahaha..."

Men and women came from the half-closed door behind Pei Zerong, loudly teasing men and women in ambiguous tones, which made Pei Zerong, who had sensed that something was wrong with Yin Changkong and wanted to bring him into the room, frowned slightly, and his subordinates hesitated a bit.

"Xiaokong! Look at you, don't run around when you're drunk, look, you've bumped into someone else!" Song Xiaofei, who had just chased out of the house, saw Yin Changkong leaning on a man, and shouted loudly, Bian stepped forward quickly, trying to drag Yin Changkong away from Pei Zerong's side.

But who knew that Yin Changkong was holding on to Pei Zerong's clothes tightly, and Song Xiaofei didn't pull him with all her strength. The young woman winked and asked them to hurry up and help.

Seeing this, the middle-aged women hurriedly rushed forward, stretching out their hands one after another, and were about to stretch the sky.

Even Yin Caikong couldn't stand the smell of cheap perfume on their bodies, let alone the more picky Pei Zerong. With a look of disgust on his face, Pei Zerong suddenly put his arm around his chest and was already unconscious. Yin Changkong took a sudden step back, ignored them, turned around and strode towards the elevator.

"Who are you?! Let him go, you can't take him away!" Song Xiaofei was taken aback by his sudden behavior, and after realizing it, she hurriedly chased after Pei Zerong anxiously, yelling .

There was a lot of commotion on their side, which naturally alarmed the people in the clubhouse. In just a moment, a few waiters rushed over from the private rooms and the elevator entrance.

Pei Zerong half hugged and half dragged Yin Changkong, who was already unconscious, and walked towards the elevator, and said indifferently to the waiter who was running towards him, "Put all the rubbish in, I don't think you Qi always think about it! "

Pei Zerong is an honored guest here and a frequent visitor, so the waiters naturally knew him and knew that this person could not be offended. Seeing someone offending him now, they quickly nodded and bowed to express that it was all the negligence of their own clubhouse, and then He rushed towards Song Xiaofei and those middle-aged women who were chasing after him fiercely.

Pei Zerong ignored the commotion behind him, and took out his mobile phone with his other hand to call his assistant Zhou Sirui. When he walked out of the clubhouse with Yin Changkong in his arms, his car was already waiting outside the gate of the clubhouse.

Zhou Sirui saw that Pei Zerong came out with his arms around a man so intimately for the first time. Although he was very surprised, he still maintained the professionalism of a top assistant. While raising his hand to pull the car door for the two of them, he asked in a calm tone. : "Boss, should I take you and this...young master home or go to the hotel?"

"I want to send him to hell!" Pei Zerong tugged the tie around his neck irritably, and pushed Yin Changkong, who was leaning softly in his arms, away, but unexpectedly, Yin Changkong's body hit the car next to the two of them tightly. The hand that was gripping his clothes tightly almost brought him down together.

Pei Zerong was staggered by him, and threw herself on him, almost kissing them together. Standing behind the two of them, Zhou Sirui quickly turned his face away, pretending that you are casually making out, I didn't look like I saw anything.

Pei Zerong barely suppressed the urge to hit someone, stood up straight, raised his hand, turned around and shook it vigorously in front of Zhou Sirui, and said impatiently, "Give me a bottle of water, it's cold!"

Although Zhou Sirui didn't understand the situation in front of him, he still quickly carried out the order of his boss, turned around and took out a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator in the car, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over.

Pei Zerong didn't even look at the mineral water in his hand, took it and threw the whole bottle of mineral water on Yin Changkong's drooping face with a wave of his hand, then threw the empty mineral water bottle back casually, Zhou Sirui was busy He frantically raised his hand to take the empty mineral water bottle.

The cold mineral water suddenly hit Yin Changkong's sweaty face, which made him tremble, and his mind became a little clearer. He just wanted to raise his head to thank the person who saved him, but he convulsed along with his body However, there was a sudden upheaval in his stomach, and the "wow" mouthful of dirt was all spit out on the chest of Pei Zerong who had to stand in front of him with his hands tightly clutching his clothes!

"Damn!" Pei Zerong looked at the dirt on his chest, and was so irritated by the pungent smell that he wanted to hit someone for the first time today, but the person who vomited all over him didn't know that he did it at all. He just looked up and smirked at him as if his sanity had been taken away by the filth.

You can't be as knowledgeable as a fool. Today, Pei Zerong, who has almost used up his patience all his life, comforted himself in his heart, and quickly took off his suit jacket that was stained with dirt, only to find that Yin Changkong's hands were still tight Clutching on to his clothes, and even holding on to the suit jacket and the shirt inside!

Pei Zerong couldn't get rid of Yinchangkong, and he hated the suit jacket that he spat out in his hand, so he could only roll up the dirty suit jacket and stuff it into Yinchangkong's arms, and pushed him into the car, and followed him , exasperatedly shouted to the assistant Zhou Sirui who was still standing outside the car and suppressed his smile just after watching a good show: "Where are you still doing? Do I need to buy you a ticket?"

Zhou Sirui raised his hand and patted the sore cheeks that he had just been holding back from smiling. He tried his best to look like nothing had happened and lowered his head to get into the car. When he was about to speak, he saw Yin Changkong whose face had been blocked by Pei Zerong's body just now. He couldn't help being surprised, and after a pause, he spoke again and asked in a hesitant voice, "Go back...home?"

"Back..." Pei Zerong, who was about to answer just now, felt his shoulders sink, clutching the clothes on his chest, and Yin Changkong, who was holding his dirty suit jacket in his arms, closed his eyes, and leaned on his shoulder with a slanted body. Rubbing him as if he was a human pillow.

"Go back home!" Pei Zerong, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally couldn't help but swear, raised his hand in disgust and pushed Yin Changkong's head away, and at the same time shouted to Zhou Sirui who was driving: "Go to the hotel!"

In the VIP suite on the top floor of Hyatt International Hotel, Pei Zerong dragged Yin Changkong, who was still clutching the clothes on his chest, to the bathroom, while raising his hand to unbutton his shirt one by one.

When he entered the bathroom, he took off his shirt casually, and threw the shirt and the somewhat dazed print aside like throwing a used rag, regardless of him staggering and sitting on the cold floor tiles On the road, the long legs stepped into the shower area separated by frosted glass.

The sound of splashing water came out through the glass partition, and the noisy noise hit Yin Changkong's paste-like head one after another, causing him a headache, and he couldn't help but subconsciously put the clothes in his arms. Wrapped around his head, blocked his ears, arched his body again, found a comfortable angle and continued to be confused.

Pei Zerong, who can be regarded as washing off his sour smell, came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, wiping his hair, and the first thing he saw was that he was wrapped in his suit and shirt like an Indian Indian. Chang Kong was leaning against the corner of the wall, sleeping soundly.

Pei Zerong was almost laughed at by him, he turned his head and looked around, finally reached for the shower head in the bathroom, turned it to the cold water end, turned on the switch, poured water on Yin Changkong's head!

"Ah!" Yin Changkong screamed provocatively after being poured with cold water, opened his eyes and sat up. At first, he was a little confused and didn't know what happened. When Pei Zerong was pouring cold water on him in front of him, the previous situation emerged in his mind bit by bit.

Although he didn't know what his stepmother was going to do to him, it was obviously Pei Zerong who saved him, so even though Pei Zerong's behavior was extremely bad at this moment, Yin Changkong felt that he had no position to lose his temper with him. For a while, Yin Changkong didn't know how to explain this matter to him, so he could only look up at him and giggle again.

Seeing that he finally woke up, Pei Zerong turned off the shower and threw it aside, then ignored him and walked past him to the bathroom.

Yin Changkong looked down at himself in a state of embarrassment, and suddenly had the illusion that he was just a pile of non-existent garbage. He quickly stood up, took off his damp and dirty clothes, and rushed into the shower room.

However, when Yin Changkong hurriedly cleaned himself up and was about to get dressed, he suddenly remembered that his clothes were already damp and dirty, and he couldn't wear them at all!

Reluctantly, Yin Changkong bent down and picked up his underwear to wash in the washbasin, but when he picked up his underwear, he found that there was a crumpled silver-gray shirt and a glued-on shirt on the ground. After removing some dirt and blood on the black suit jacket, he suddenly felt some pain from the wound on his hand.

Yin Changkong raised his injured hand and looked at it. A picture of him clutching someone's clothes and throwing up on his chest gradually appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed in his heart, "Damn it! Well, it happened to provoke him!"

There is no way, I have been provoked, and it is obviously useless to complain. The most important thing now is how to solve this difficult matter. Even though Yin Changkong hardly wears suits himself, he also knows that suits cannot be washed. It should be scrapped like this.

Although he had a bit of a headache, Yin Changkong still gritted his teeth, took the hotel's white bath towel from the bath rack beside him, wrapped it around his waist, and walked out slowly.

Wearing a bathrobe and sitting on the big bed by the large French window, Pei Zerong, who was smoking, heard the movement and slowly turned his head, and saw the boy who just came out of the bathroom with his upper body bare, covered with a thin layer of muscles On his good figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist, although he still has the stature of a teenager, he unexpectedly reveals a handsome and straight beauty, which is combined with his slightly sharp facial features and sunny and clean temperament. A different kind of charm...