Don't look at me, I'm not perfect

I hugged the child to wash his hair, take a bath and change his clothes, then carried him to bed, put him on his lap, wrapped him in a quilt, and coaxed him softly.

"Let's take some medicine first, shall we?" When he was bathing and changing his clothes just now, Song Tingzong discovered that there was a bruise on his lower abdomen, presumably it was the injury Zhu Liankang suffered when he made a phone call earlier.

People who were originally favored by thousands of people, who were usually reluctant to say even serious words, have now suffered such a big disaster for no reason, and Song Tingzong has the heart to kill those people.

Ji Qinian still didn't speak, just hugged him tightly, and cried softly after a while: "I want to take a bath, I want to take a bath—"

"Be good, baby, we've already washed it, don't wash it, huh?" Song Tingzong quickly coaxed softly.

Ji Qinian struggled: "I don't want it, I don't want it, I have to take a shower, wow——"

The kid is obsessed with cleanliness, both mentally and physically. He has never been touched by anyone other than him. He frowns even when he hugs his shoulders and touches his hands with friends, let alone in that thatched cottage before. Li was kissed and touched by that man.

Song Tingzong had no choice but to hold him and wash him again, but he was still crying and fussing non-stop. In the end, the man had no choice but to press him down and gag him: "Don't cry, make a fuss!" My hair is turning gray, since the baby is having trouble psychologically, let the baby smell like a godfather from the inside out, okay?"

The kid immediately hugged his neck tighter, like a big bunny trying to please him, and kissed his chin and Adam's apple.

The man pulled off the quilt and covered them tightly.

Occasionally, only some voices can be heard, and the man's hoarse and lustful words: "Little crying bag, don't be afraid of death to tease people now, don't stop crying later."

72. Injured tendons and bones

After Ji Qinian was so tired that he fell asleep, Song Tingzong got up, put on his clothes and went out.

The bodyguard was waiting at the door: "Mr. Song, are you going now?"

"go."

After walking two steps, he stopped and explained: "Arrange a few more people to put the young master in jail. If something happens again, you don't have to do it."

"Yes."

"Let's go."

Those who were brought back were all locked up in a rented house in the village in the city. Except for Zhu Liankang who was taken back to the research institute, the rest of them, Buluo, were dragged back.

When Song Tingzong entered, Zhu Er had just finished a round of beating, lying on the ground like dead people, they couldn't even breathe hard.

The bodyguard moved a chair for Song Tingzong to sit down. The unsmiling man had a cold face from the moment he left the house. At this time, it seemed that his eyes and eyebrows were covered with ice and cold: "How many times have you been beaten?"

"Mr. Song, it's already the fourth round."

"Yeah." The man responded inexplicably, and then said, "Is the whip ready?"

"It's all ready," said the bodyguard.

Then with a wave of his hand, a big-armed thug came up with a barbed whip.

Immediately afterwards, someone brought a bucket of water and put it beside him. Song Tingzong glanced at the whip, grabbed the handle and immersed the whole whip in the water.

The barbs of the water-soaked whip seemed to have been quenched with poison, frozen into ice, glowing with a cold light, and could hook a piece of flesh from a person alive.

Zhu Erban opened his eyes and said weakly, "You...how do you want to...kill, murder is against the law!"

The man said, "I know."

Then he was caught off guard and threw a whip at him.

And although the bucket of water just now looked clear, it was actually mixed with salt. When it hit the body, the barb turned the flesh out. Although the salt water is good for anti-inflammatory, the taste is not pleasant.

Zhu Er wailed, and the man slowly withdrew the soft whip that had seen blood at the first blow, and said without emotion: "Killing you dirty my hands, I will not know the law and break the law, for a dog like you I can't do anything."

"You...you are intentionally...intentionally hurting, and...no, illegal detention!"

"Yes." Song Tingzong nodded, and said simply, "But what can you do with me?"

"Song Tingzong!"

Song Tingzong looked at him with downcast eyes: "Don't yell, people are knives and I am fish and meat. At this time, I don't know the truth. Is it because I want to go underground to understand this truth?"

Zhu Er was so frightened that his breath became stagnant, and when he came back to his senses, his voice was trembling with fear: "You...you said just now that you won't...you won't kill people!"

Song Tingzong curled his mouth indifferently: "It's also my specialty to tell the truth."

After the sound fell, another whip was thrown at Zhu Er with his backhand.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Zhu Er couldn't even speak.

Song Tingzong squatted down with the whip in his hand, and lifted his chin with the handle of the whip: "You know it hurts, then you know how much it hurt when I saw you bullying my son just now? Compared with your flesh and blood What is suffering?"

He flicked the handle of the whip fiercely, and Zhu Er's face was also turned aside. Song Tingzong stood up and kicked him on the lower abdomen again, and said coldly: "I don't have time to go to find Zhu Liankang now, so I can only go first." I set fire to you."

"Song...Mr. Song, I know I was wrong..." Zhu Er confessed, and apologized hastily.

Song Tingzong retracted the whip unhurriedly, his thin lips moved slightly, and said two words: "It's late."

"what--"

I don't know how long it took, when Song Tingzong's anger calmed down, someone knocked on the door of the rental house again——

Standing outside the door was an ordinary-looking man, and he didn't change his expression when facing the fierce bodyguard standing at the door: "Excuse me, is Mr. Song there?"

The bodyguard asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Yan asked me to send someone over."

Song Tingzong walked to the door and looked down at him: "Who?"

The man clapped his hands, and the two punks came over dragging a sack.

"Mr. Yan said that this is the person Mr. Song wants. In order to thank Mr. Song for his love for his brother, he specially gave it to Mr. Song to take care of him."

The dragger untied the sack and pulled it down, revealing the comatose man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"This... who is it?" The bodyguard next to Song Tingzong looked blank. The person in the sack can be seen to be a man. It's not bad, who is so ruthless and beats people like this?

But Song Tingzong thought for a while, and after realizing that the person Yan An sent was Zhu Liankang, he nodded at the person who came: "Thank you."

"Mr. Song, you're welcome. Mr. Yan said that he only has one request, which is to let these guys survive."

"Naturally." The corners of Song Tingzong's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were trembling: "We are all good citizens who abide by the law."

Everyone: "…"

How big a face is it to be able to say it?

The man who came to see him off smiled: "Then I'll go back first, and this man, Mr. Song, can be dragged in."

"it is good."

After leaving the building with the two younger brothers, the ordinary-looking man squinted at them: "Keep your mouth shut."

"Yes."

The man said, "Go back first."

"it is good."

After the two younger brothers left, the man put on his hat and hurried across the road, making a detour to a small alley.

In a shadowy corner of the alley stood a tightly wrapped young man, wearing a white hoodie, mask, and hat, with his hands in the pockets of his sweater, his face invisible.

The man called out in a low voice: "Mr. Yan."

"Has it been delivered?"

"It's delivered. Mr. Song said that we are all good citizens who abide by the law and will send people into the bureau intact to receive the glory of the motherland."

The man smiled, because his voice was dull because he was wearing a mask: "Did you add the second half of the sentence yourself?"

The man grinned: "Aren't I extending Mr. Song's meaning?"

"Okay, the money has been transferred to your account. If there are other things in the future, I will also find you. Happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

The two parted ways, and the young man in the hoodie waited for the man to leave, then raised his hand and pulled the hat down again, and walked away along the alley with his pockets in his pocket.

When I walked downstairs in the community and entered the elevator for class, I heard the phone ringing in my pocket.

"Hey?"

As soon as the connection was connected, a bunch of questions came over like cannonballs: "Why are you not at home? Where did you go? Don't you know that Grandpa Zhang said you can't run around? What if someone sees you? What if you suddenly go into heat?" So what? What if..."

"I'm showing love to you!" The young man suddenly interrupted him, as if he was furious: "Don't think that I really dare not hit you!"

Professor Gu on the other end felt wronged: "You're going to hit me every now and then, alas, my wound hurts again, love makes people hurt..."

"Shut up, you!" Yan An entered the house, lifted his hat, and took off his mask: "Why don't I let you experience what it means to be in love with someone who can tear you to pieces."

Gu Yu: "..."

73. It's none of your business

Gu Yu was still staying in the ward of the research institute and was not allowed to move around. He told Cheng Yu, who was staying at his own house, to help take care of the children across the way, and asked him to inquire about news once an hour.

As a result, Cheng Yu had a bad start, and no one answered the first knock on the door. He hurriedly called Professor Gu, who was paralyzed in the research institute, and told him that the child at home had slipped away to play somewhere and was not at home.

So Gu Yu called Yan An again, and was ready to rush out to find someone by himself. Fortunately, the child answered the phone early and heard the sound of the door opening and closing, so he obediently lay back on the hospital bed .

"Don't go out casually anymore, do you hear me? You are a person who is about to bloom and you are so ignorant. If there is another time, Grandpa Zhang will definitely blame me again, so please make a note of me." Gu Yu said.

Yan An slumped on the sofa: "I'm careful, I won't be discovered."

Gu Yu said, "I'm not afraid of [-], just in case, what if?"