The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

Li Menghui was so frightened that his legs became weak, and at some point, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He tremblingly picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and asked cautiously, "Zhao, Mr. Zhao, is there any misunderstanding..."

Before he finished speaking, the call was cut off. He looked at his phone and suspected that he was dreaming.

The power of the Zhao family not only covers S city, but also is an extremely terrifying existence in the entire Huaguo and even Southeast Asia. As the head of the family, Zhao Feng's status is comparable to that of an emperor. Just kidding!

However, it did happen!

He turned his face to look at Su Yang at the side. This kid just woke up, squinting his sleepy eyes and yawning. There was still a drop of physiological tears hanging on his eyelashes, like a lazy cat.

In all fairness, this kid's appearance is really impeccable, even if he is not interested in men, he still can't move his eyes at this time, his white face can't find any flaws under the light, and his dark eyes are covered with water, like his eyes Waiting for obsidian, he is like a bright star, dazzling.

Li Menghui was startled suddenly, and suddenly remembered the rumors that he had heard by chance - Patriarch Zhao likes young boys with red lips, white teeth and big eyes the most! !

He looked closer, and Su Yang suddenly raised his eyes and smiled at him, which was a bit teasing.

He giggled and said, "Uncle Li, what, are you interested in me?"

Li Menghui's mind was buzzing, and he suddenly felt that this beautiful boy in front of him was more terrifying than the devil!

"You, you belong to Master Zhao!" He heard himself say angrily.

Su Yang nodded generously: "Yes, I am from Master Zhao."

Li Menghui: "..."

Before, he thought that this Xu Yanqing was innocent, cheerful, lively and straightforward, and it was very interesting to chat with him, but now he hated his straightforwardness so much that even his sweet voice became vicious in his ears.

He was so angry that he couldn't speak, but his lips kept trembling, and there were only three words in his mind that kept spinning—it was over.

Seeing that he was shaking so pitifully, Su Yang was kind enough to pour him a cold drink and said, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Zhao won't eat people."

Li Menghui smiled uglier than crying, took the glass of water tremblingly, put it on the table without drinking, and said: "Brother Yanqing, this is actually a conflict between me and Manager Gao, and you shouldn't be involved. , why do you help her deal with me..."

Su Yang said innocently: "Uncle Li, why can't I understand? Didn't your bodyguards kidnap me here? Why did I deal with you?"

Li Menghui frowned, and said: "But you should tell the truth, why did you lie to me that you are Gao Min's distant cousin! If you had said that you belonged to Master Zhao, I wouldn't have kept you so late!"

Su Yang shook his head solemnly: "You dare to kidnap people in the imperial court, which means you don't take Master Zhao seriously at all. How do I know that you are not Master Zhao's enemy? People always keep some cards for themselves. What do you say?" right."

Li Menghui couldn't say no to him, and took a sip of cold boiled water resentfully, but before he could swallow it, the door in front of him was kicked open.

There was a loud bang, and before the people in the room came back to their senses, they were already surrounded by criminals who came from nowhere.

It was Zhao Feng who was walking in the front. He was wearing a neat black suit, an open black coat with no tie on the outside, and two buttons on the inner shirt. The skin on his chest showed a healthy wheat color. His face was so gloomy that it dripped water.

With his hands in his pockets, he stepped in slowly. The sound of his steady footsteps was particularly abrupt in the quiet box.

Li Menghui was already kneeling in fright, and Su Yang was also quite frightened, because he saw an obvious sunken hole left on the door made of unknown metal—it was kicked by Zhao Feng.

Su Yang saw him walking towards him with straight and powerful long legs, and his two legs that had never lived up to expectations trembled shamefully again. He was worried that his carefulness had not been hidden from Zhao Feng, and Mr. Zhao was furious , and kicked himself hard.

Su Yang glanced at the severely damaged metal door again from the corner of his eye, thinking with lingering fear, he must not sit still and wait for death!

When he raised his eyes again, their sockets were already red and filled with tears, he ran towards Zhao Feng with his nose up, and fell straight into his arms.

Bandit Zhao's gloomy face froze all of a sudden.

Su Yang looked panicked: "Why did you come, I'm so scared..."

Li Menghui: "..."

You must have a split personality! !

Bandit Zhao, however, liked this very much. He immediately put his generous palm on Su Yang's small head, and stroked it gently. The action was not very gentle, but it obviously meant to comfort him.

He looked at Li Menghui indifferently, seeing him dripping with cold sweat, and then slowly said: "I know it's a misunderstanding, but it's a fact that you moved my person, breaking a leg isn't too much."

Li Menghui widened his eyes and begged for mercy: "Master Zhao, I really didn't touch Young Master Xu, so I bought him two cups of tea. It's true, Master Zhao! If you don't believe me, ask Young Master Xu..." The man gags.

Zhao Feng didn't look at him again, and pulled the dumbfounded Su Yang out.

Su Yang was a little flustered, he just wanted to give Li Menghui a little bit of a hard time, after all, it is a fact that this person's tricks are low, who knew that Zhao Feng would break his leg as soon as he opened his mouth.

He swallowed, and whispered: "Feng, Brother Feng, he really didn't..."

Zhao Feng snorted lightly and said, "I know, no one dares to lie in front of me."

Su Yang, who had lied many times in front of him, lowered his head, and murmured: "You know why you broke his leg."

Zhao Feng turned around, squeezed his jaw and chuckled, "His leg was broken for you, understand?"

Su Yang was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned pale.

Zhao Feng squinted his eyes, put his forehead on Su Yang's, and said softly: "I saw your skills that night, not to mention how good you are, at least you don't have to be controlled by others, you go obediently with his people, do you want to see me Worried about you? You are a small child, but you have many eyes."

Su Yang opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to refute.

Zhao Feng said again: "In the future, just say what you want, and if you dare to play tricks, you will be the one who will break your leg next time. Do you hear me clearly?"

Su Yang nodded dully, the boss has a strange brain circuit, he really can't keep up!

Seeing his dumbfounded appearance, Zhao Feng felt his heart itching unbearably, he immediately picked him up horizontally, and put his arms on his soft buttocks, feeling his heart was burning.

He hoarsely said: "Since you like brother so much, brother will help you."

He strode into the elevator with Su Yang in his arms, pressed the number on the top floor, and couldn't wait to press him against the wall and kiss him hard. Unlike the last time he kissed on the cheek, this time it was a real entanglement of lips and tongues.

Su Yang was already trapped in his arms. At this time, his back was pressed against the cold wall, and there was no way to escape. He could only passively raise his neck and be plundered by him to search for the body fluid in his mouth. After a while, his mouth There was a burst of fishy sweetness and tingling.

This bandit really belonged to a wolf dog, and even the kisses were like cannibalism. Su Yang was very suspicious, whether he would still be alive after tonight.

Zhao Feng really wanted to eat the boy in his arms. It was just a kiss, which was so sweet that it made his heart ache. An unprecedentedly wonderful feeling emanated from the depths of his soul. He seemed to hear a strange voice saying:

--it's him! !

It seems that he has been searching for it for decades, but it is just for this baby in his arms. Apart from the extreme joy, there is also a strange, unbearable pain for him.

He couldn't restrain himself from increasing his strength, wishing he could rub the child into his body, and no one would be able to take it away from now on.

Before Su Yang came back to his senses, Zhao Feng had brought him into his room, and was pressed on the bed that was big enough to accommodate four people.

He reached out to touch his lips, and sure enough, he had been bitten, and it hurt a lot.

Su Yang looked at Zhao Feng with tears in his eyes, and whispered: "I don't want..."

Zhao Feng had already taken off his coat, revealing his muscular upper body. His eight-pack of strong and beautiful abdominal muscles created a strong visual impact under the light. Su Yang couldn't help swallowing, his eyes drifted uncontrollably towards him, his heart fluttered Think, I also want such beautiful muscles.

Zhao Feng raised the corners of his lips and showed a wicked smile: "The mouth says no, but the eyes are very honest."

Su Yang: "..."

He pursed his lips aggrievedly, and finally unfolded his body as if death was at home, and hummed: "Forget it, you can do whatever you want." Anyway, the result of resistance is also suppressed, and it's not like he hasn't tried it before.

Zhao Feng leaned down, kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "Don't worry, brother will be very gentle."

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Facts have proved that what the man said before that was completely unreliable. Su Yang was tortured for most of the night, and finally lost consciousness completely. When he woke up, he had left the imperial court and was lying in Zhao's old house.

The first thing Su Yang did when he opened his eyes was to check the progress. When he found that it had reached 38%, he let out a sigh of relief.

Compared with the last world, this speed is already very fast, it seems that it won't take a long time here, otherwise, according to Zhao Feng's urinating nature of the beast, he is likely to die in a very humiliating way.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly found a little carrot head "lurking" in, lying on the ground and moving towards his bed bit by bit.

Su Yang let out a sigh, and said, "Are you Zhao Feng's son?" Damn, there is a son who is still raising Xiao Qinger outside, so shameless!

The little carrot head suddenly stopped, raised his head and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

It was a little bun about five years old, plump and juicy, looking at Su Yang curiously.

Su Yang nodded.

The child rolled his eyes, and replied crisply: "Yes, Zhao Feng is my father."

Su Yang frowned, and the child got up from the ground, patted his knees and chubby paws, and said, "Who are you, are you raised by my father... Yah! Let me go! Let me go!"

He was picked up before he finished speaking, Zhao Feng said with a dark face: "Your father is in the country of America, if you miss him, I will send a special plane to take you there today."

The little carrot head fluttered in his hand and said: "Zhao Feng, you dare to bully me, I will tell Dad, let him teach you a lesson!"

Zhao Feng sneered and said, "Then let the plane crash in mid-air. Anyway, Dad has so many sons, and you are not bad."

The child wilted in an instant, but there was still a look of reluctance in his eyes, like a little wolf cub, ready to pounce on someone if he got the chance.

Zhao Feng casually threw him aside, and the child got up from the ground, ran quickly on his short legs, and before leaving the door, he said: "I will take revenge when I grow up!"

Zhao Feng closed the door indifferently, strode to the bedside, kissed Su Yang heavily on the cheek, his eyes filled with satisfaction after a full meal.

He asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Su Yang shook his head, he was too tired last night, and now he has no appetite to eat.

"But I'm hungry." Zhao Feng took his hand and placed it below his lower abdomen, and asked, "Do you feel it?"

Su Yang: "..."

Are you still human? !