cohabitation contract

So when Zhuang Lingxiao's wrist was handcuffed by that chain by Nie Changsheng, and he was imprisoned in that secret room, he still had a face like Monk Zhang Er who couldn't figure it out. Maybe he thought of some nasty idea, but he happily undressed and undressed again. Lying flat, a pair of fiery eyes stared at Nie Changsheng for a short time, those eyes shone with green light like a hungry wolf, and the lingering gaze was nakedly greedy, as if he could live through the home clothes. As if swallowing the body inside.

When Nie Changsheng saw that he was stripped naked, his face became more gloomy, his eyes gleamed coldly, and he asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it what brother wants to do?" Zhuang Lingxiao's eyes were still burning with two clusters of burning desire. He raised his eyebrows, spread his arms evilly, and showed his naked and strong body in front of his legal partner in a very rogue manner. Nie Changsheng, who suddenly became enlightened, encouraged, "Anyway, my hand injury is still not healed. Brother, if you are willing to take the initiative, I am very welcome..."

Nie Changsheng has gone through the personnel affairs, so of course he understands that his words are full of unscrupulous invitations. There is really no cure for this man whose mind is full of sensual images!The more Nie Changsheng thought about it, the angrier he became, and the unbearable anger could no longer be contained, and it gradually spread from his chest. He let out a "hum", and saw a mobile phone slipped from the pocket of the home clothes on the ground. The personal phone that never left her body, so she picked it up and slammed it heavily on the man.

"Shut up!" Nie Chang was so angry that he wished that the bracelet would have another port, fasten his other hand, and tie him to the bed and sleep for a full 24 hours. Don't think about bad pictures all day long.

To Zhuang Lingxiao, the strength Nie Changsheng hit was insignificant at all. Although he knew that Nie Changsheng would not be able to find him to hone his bed skills, there was still a hint of disappointment in his eyes. An uneasy emotion jumped out, stronger than any other time, he couldn't sort out this unpredictable premonition, and the hesitation and apprehension in his heart came again, and he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Brother! "

Nie Changsheng only thought that he was going to say something nonsense again, ignored him, went straight out, and closed the sound-proof door with his backhand. Then he went downstairs satisfied, went to the garage to pick up the car, and drove to the old apartment drive away.

When Nie Changsheng saw Ye Junke, He Hongwu was being sent by Ye Junke to learn how to cook in the kitchen. The mercenary who was very similar to him was acting as Ye Junke's medical staff, helping him with his leg rehabilitation. Treatment, as for Pangpang, it is locked in that special big nest, which is called "protecting furniture".

Nie Changsheng suddenly understood that Zhuang Lingxiao's evaluation of Ye Junke was not wrong at all. Even if this person is thrown to an alien planet, he can get along with aliens and even bully other vulnerable groups. Although this is a bit exaggerated, Ye Junke is like this Even if a person goes to a strange place, even if he does not understand the language, he will be like a dandelion seed, able to adapt to the local complex climate in the shortest days, and then take root deep and low, even without the dormant period , will soon be able to break through the ground, and then blossom and bear fruit, expanding the field.

After He Hongwu met Nie Changsheng from the very beginning, he was ordered by Ye Junke to stay in the kitchen. He couldn't cook any delicious meals and he was absolutely not allowed to come out, so at this moment he could only stick to the door of the kitchen pitifully, expressing his gratitude to Nie Changsheng. Changsheng sends out a distress signal.

Nie Changsheng didn't know what method Ye Junke used to make He Hongwu, who was stubborn and fearless in the past, so obedient. He wanted to rescue He Hongwu, but Ye Junke ordered him: "Little Nie, if you If you can cook for me, go help him, if you can’t, the threshold is the warning line to stop, if you dare to cross it, I will turn Pangpang into a table of sumptuous dishes.”

Fat Pang, who has always understood human language, lay on his stomach without saying a word. He didn't know whether he was afraid of Ye Junke's arrogance as a king, or because he had heard too many similar threats, and his ears were numb.

In the end, Nie Changsheng didn't set foot in the kitchen. Although the lunch was a little hard to swallow, it was He Hongwu's first time cooking. Nie Changsheng gave him enough face and ate two bowls of rice. Ye Junke and the mercenary were really hungry , I still think the taste is good, and I ate three bowls of rice. The simple winter melon and scallop soup was also highly sought after by the two of them. The leftovers are cold-burned.

He Hongwu knew that his culinary skills were not up to par, so he said to Nie Changsheng: "Uncle Nie, when I go back to school, I will learn some good dishes from Fatty Ding in the kitchen, and I will definitely make better dishes than today. wait for me!"

Nie Changsheng still remembers the chef surnamed Ding. He met a chef surnamed Ding when he came back to the villa. It’s okay to study.

But he didn't know that He Hongwu felt desperate after eating the food made by the mercenary with Ye Junke for several days, and the surroundings were closely controlled by the bodyguards invited by Zhuang Lingxiao. The takeaway staff is gone, and He Hongwu is fine, and he solves the problem of eating by the way when he goes out to play, but Ye Junke is a patient, he can't cook, and he can't eat, so he resorted to some means to force He Hongwu to cook. This gave Nie Changsheng the illusion that the boy was interested in cooking.

During this period, Nie Changsheng's right eye began to twitch non-stop. He is a doctor, and he didn't pay much attention to the saying that "the left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster". He just rubbed the center of his right eye to relieve eye fatigue.

After staying in the apartment for more than two hours, Nie Changsheng left. The car did not return in the direction of Mantingfang Garden, but turned a corner and went straight to the cemetery in the western suburbs.

City H is a coastal area. Some Hakka people do not sweep graves during the Qingming Festival. They wait until around the Mid-Autumn Festival to worship their ancestors. Therefore, during the National Day holiday, the cemeteries in the western suburbs are not lonely at all.

Stepping on the confetti of firecrackers flying all over the sky, Nie Changsheng searched along the row after row of stone monuments, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone with Professor Bian's photo on it, and presented the bunch of white chrysanthemums he bought on the way.

Nie Changsheng didn't know if Professor Bian was an atheist, or believed in some other religion. There was nothing in front of the stele except the bunch of white chrysanthemums he brought. This old man had made great achievements in medicine, but he passed away. In a few days, Nie Changsheng might be the only one who came to mourn him.

Nie Changsheng had nothing to say about this mentor. He stared at the energetic face of the old man on the tombstone. Every experiment, just like this, can go without any worries.

When returning to the Mantingfang villa area from the western suburbs, Nie Changsheng made a special trip to the supermarket, bought two catties of chestnuts, and planned to make a chestnut chicken that Zhuang Lingxiao had read for several days.This dish was eaten at a Chinese restaurant in the Netherlands. Both of them liked it very much. Unfortunately, he has only had time to make it since he returned to China.

After driving back to the villa, Nie Changsheng rubbed the center of his brows. For some reason today, his right eye twitched violently, intermittently, and it has not disappeared until now.

Putting the chestnuts on the table, Nie Changsheng walked upstairs with a little guilt. When he was imprisoned by Zhuang Lingxiao in the past, Zhuang Lingxiao could hardly leave his side. When something urgent happened, he had to go out. He came back in a hurry, not like him, knowing that Zhuang Lingxiao objected to him going to pay homage to Professor Bian, he still stayed in the cemetery for half an hour.

If Zhuang Lingxiao asks about his whereabouts later, should he tell him in detail?Seeing friends, he has already agreed. As for worshiping the teacher, even if he is unhappy, it is just annoyed for a while. It won't be long before that person will hug him tightly like a koala and won't let go ...

Thinking of that man's powerful hand caressing his body, the fiery kiss scorched every inch of his skin, Nie Changsheng's eyes shone with a gleam, and his body could not help but tremble.

He shook his head angrily, trying to get rid of all distracting thoughts, but he hadn't seen that person for a few hours, and he was thinking about it...

Nie Changsheng quickened his pace, pushed open the tight door, and shouted: "Zhuang..." The words stuck in his throat, and he swallowed all the remaining words.

Myron's tall and burly figure suddenly appeared in front of Nie Changsheng, his chiseled face was still so young, the smile on his lips still had a cruel taste, his brown eyes stretched like an abyss into hell, He was staring at the prey that was delivered to his door without blinking.

"Li, long time no see." Myron stretched out his hand, and just touched Nie Changsheng's cheek with his fingertips. The next moment, he was punched hard on the chin. It was fishy and sweet, and a streak of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Nie Changsheng's force was very strong, but for the pirates who had been walking on the verge of death all year round, it was not too tragic. Merun took a breath, licked the cracked corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and deeply felt the smell of blood. stimulated the desperado.

The sound of a bullet being loaded suddenly rang in my ears, especially in the well-sound-proofed secret room. A pirate whom Nie Changsheng was familiar with was pointing a pistol at the head of Zhuang Lingxiao who was locked on the bed by him. Nie Changsheng His eyes were about to split, a dull pain in his chest covered all his thoughts, his mind fell into a brief blank, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move, his eyes ignited with anger fell firmly on Zhuang Lingxiao who was locked on the bed by him .

The man had undressed his clothes manually before he left, and now he was lying on the bed naked and covered in blood, traces of criss-crossing whips and vines could still be vaguely seen on his bloody back, and the blue-gray striped sheets were covered with blood. His mouth was covered with bloodstains, it was shocking to see, his mouth was stuffed with a rag torn from home clothes, he couldn't make much sound, his handsome face was even more bruised and purple, it was too horrible to look at.

"Joan...Jones...no," Nie Changsheng tried his best to restrain his trembling voice, his eyes shifted from the pirate who threatened Zhuang Lingxiao to Myron, and he tried his best not to let panic fall into the pirate's eyes. , said, "Myron, this is China, not the high seas, so you can't mess around!"

"Of course, why would I mess around?" Myron licked the corner of his cracked mouth recklessly, looked him over carefully with cold eyes, and sneered, "Is it Li you who messed up? See This is how you greet me when you arrive at an old friend?"

What old friends, one is a captive and the other is a sea overlord. Nie Changsheng wanted to deny this relationship with him, but he deeply understood that manic patients cannot be provoked verbally, so he immediately whispered: "Okay, I'm too reckless, I apologize to you, don't embarrass my relatives... erh!"

Maybe it was because he was too eager to announce the importance of Zhuang Lingxiao, or maybe it was the hasty tone of voice that expressed the panic in his heart, or maybe it was some other factor. In short, the pirate leader suddenly got into trouble, pushed Nie Changsheng to the wall, and pushed Nie Changsheng to the wall. He was imprisoned in his arms, and his scorching lips pressed against him hot and anxiously.

The corners of his lips were filled with a strange breath, and Nie Changsheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, lumps and bumps appeared and disappeared on his body, and a nauseating feeling surged up his throat. With all his strength, he was tightly controlled by brute force in his arms. Even though his lips and tongue were met with unprecedented resistance, he was unwilling to take a step back to let Nie Changsheng have a chance to breathe.

"Uh!" A strange and strong smell poured into his mouth violently, Nie Changsheng felt nausea in his stomach, he retched a few times, when filth gushed out of his throat, Myron finally let it go Nie Changsheng's face was pale, he couldn't help but bent down, and spit out the undigested lunch from his mouth.

At the same time, two voices came from Nie Changsheng's ears, one was the angry roar of Zhuang Lingxiao who was gagged, and the other was the shocked shout of Pirate Jones, who shouted in shock: "Damn, Myron, you’re so good at it!” It turned out that Myron had thought this way a long time ago, so he was surprised, wasn’t it the kid in California who caused them all to fall and scatter?He heard the news from the Panamanian warden with his own ears. It must be true. Myron insisted that it was the bastard who came from Chingchong. What can a man be capable of?Isn't it just a little more money, what's the use of creating a military fleet, and the fleet is still from Panama?But then again, it was only when he arrived in China that he really understood that the country of the chingchongs is really so rich and powerful, with rows of tall buildings, men and women dressed in fashionable and gorgeous clothes, and all of them look like local tyrants, kidnapping and extorting others at random pen, there is no need to go back to sea to live a life of desperation...

What's so good about men!Jones glanced at Nie Changsheng who kept vomiting, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, this Li should also hate men, otherwise such a big reaction would not be possible!Sure enough, only men and women are normal, Myron is a pervert, what is so good about an oriental man, all of them have sallow skin, thin body, and they all look about the same. Which one should you want, but the doctor surnamed Li?

Thinking of this, Jones kicked hard on the bed. The man he had repaired until he was bleeding, how could he still have the strength to scream after being injured so badly?It really needs repairs!So he spat at him again, if it weren't for the fact that he was building a warship and living in a big villa, and he was greedy for his money to make a plan, he would have killed this oriental man with a single shot!

The man on the bed roared furiously and indignantly, and tried to move his blood-soaked body up, but no matter how ridiculous it was, it couldn't compare to Myron's livid expression. Jones squinted his eyes, waiting to see Myron's joke!

"If you fucking dare to vomit again, I'll kill him!" Myron's patience has never been strong. Several veins have sprouted on his forehead, which is on the verge of going berserk. He still remembers the broken On the deck, how the oriental man who had been severely beaten by him just now blocked Nie Changsheng's mouth, and how Nie Changsheng was intoxicated by it, every time such a scene appeared before his eyes, he wished to smash that man to pieces. With tens of thousands of corpses, and then taking Nie Changsheng captive to the sea, he could kiss as much as he wanted, and invade as much as he wanted...

However, at this moment, Nie Changsheng actually felt sick to his stomach because of his kiss, and even vomited violently like eating a fly. How could he endure such a huge difference?In resentment, he could only ruthlessly kick the door a few times. The pain in his toes pulled him back a little, but his anger remained undiminished. He grabbed Nie Changsheng's chest who was still vomiting, and the other Lifting his chin with his hand, he wiped away the filth around his mouth indiscriminately, and didn't dislike the sour smell left in his mouth, so he blocked his lips again, no matter how Nie Changsheng gnashed his teeth, I don't care if I bite my lip, I still immerse myself in it, chewing and licking until I have enough.

And when Nie Changsheng gushed out the filth for the second time, Myron was finally willing to let him go, but this time he had completely fallen into a state of rage, and walked up to Jones in three steps and two steps. Snatching the pistol from his hand, he pulled the trigger at Zhuang Lingxiao who was glaring at him without hesitation.

With a "poof", a few wisps of smoke floated from the silenced muzzle.

Although Zhuang Lingxiao was covered in blood and looked very pervasive, he had been in and out of the gym all year round, and he had undergone some training when he was young. The explosive power stored in his body was amazing, but when he was attacked, his hands were tied by chains, and the opponent had a gun , he had no choice but to hibernate his strength, endure their beatings, and wait for the best time to fight back.

When Myron withdrew that shot at him, Zhuang Lingxiao endured the severe pain and quickly turned over at this critical moment of life and death. Even so, he was still shot on the shoulder waist, and blood flowed profusely immediately. Pirate Jones had already rushed forward, hugged Myron's arm, and shouted: "Myron! He is a huge sum of money, a huge sum of money! Damn it, you are not allowed to kill him!"

When Myron saw that Zhuang Lingxiao had escaped from his torture, the anger in his chest was even more overwhelming. He tried to shake off Jones' hug, but the other party regarded Zhuang Lingxiao as an endless cash machine, and refused to let go no matter what .

When the two pirates were fighting tenaciously, someone pulled out the breech of the pistol. Myron, who was extremely furious, opened his murderous eyes and sneered at his companion who hindered him: "Then you go to hell!"

"Boom!" A gunshot piercing the eardrums echoed for a long time in the well-sound-proof secret room. Jones, who was hit by the bullet, was shot dead without any pain. He just opened his eyes in disbelief and died with regret.

The other three people, including the dying Zhuang Lingxiao who was shot on the bed, the robber who fired the shot, and Nie Changsheng who was vomiting violently, were all shocked by the deafening gunshots, causing severe pain in their ears, pain in the head, and tightness in the chest. Howling, I could only squat down and cover my ears for a moment, waiting until the fatal earache subsided.

Myron stood up without waiting for the earache to subside completely. He shook his head, blocked one ear with one hand, and raised his hand steadily with the other. He pointed the gun at Zhuang Lingxiao, but he hadn't had time to depress the shot yet. He pulled the trigger, and threw him down with a burst of force from behind, and the two staggered and rolled under the bed. Nie Changsheng grabbed Myron's wrist and tried to break his fingers holding the gun. In the snatch, the muzzle of the previous gun was moved to Nie Changsheng for a while, and aimed at Mailen for a while...

"Let go! Lee!" Myron yelled, firing at either of them he didn't want to see.

"You let go too!" Nie Changsheng knew that he had murderous intentions towards Zhuang Lingxiao, how could he let go easily?

Zhuang Lingxiao climbed up, and was furious when he saw this. He was afraid that Nie Changsheng might not be as strong as Merun, or that he accidentally injured Nie Changsheng by misfiring his gun, so he dragged his weak body and joined the melee.

"Boom!" Another gunshot that tore the eardrums sounded, and the lingering sound in the air above the secret room lingered, and the pain that shook the eardrums almost pierced hit the living again. The blood sprayed down along with a few wisps of smoke.

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