Dedicated to the silly little white artist

three hundred and seven

The sleeping pill was put into the grape juice by Mr. Bai, and Zheng He drank it without doubting him.

Bai En faced Zheng He's unsuspecting trust in him with some complexity.

I don't know if it's because of Zheng He's love for food, the medicinal properties should have taken effect in half a minute, but Zheng He insisted on simmering until he finished eating the food on the table before rushing to the street.

Mr. Bai clasped Zheng He's shoulders with both arms, pulled him out of the chair, hugged him horizontally, and turned off the main switch when he was about to walk out of the hall.

"...Huh?" Dy blinked her eyes: "Why is it all dark all of a sudden?"

Jiezi, who has long been used to it, patted Dy on the shoulder: "Okay, your task should now be moved from the room to the side, and watch carefully so that no one else comes in."

"Is there something wrong with the circuit?" Dy was still thinking about this question.

"Here, come out." Jiezi pointed to the car slowly driving out of the underground parking garage, and said, "Mr. Bai should be on it now, but I advise you not to ask him why he came out to wander around in the middle of the night. Even if he answers your call, you'll be working overtime to the point where you'll be bruised."

Dy shivered: "Have you tried?"

Jiezi said seriously: "Please call me senior."

Three hundred and eight

Bai En has always had unimaginable patience and tenderness towards Zheng He.

He carried her into the top floor of BEACHER, the room was pitch black, he silently counted his steps to find the position of the bed, and gently put her on the bed.

The darkness is nothing to him, he can even accurately put his lips on Zheng He's lips without relying on his eyes at all, and rub them together carefully.

After today, this person will always be his...

This thought made Bai En feel pain in his lower abdomen.

He found the candle from the cabinet, lit it, and put it away. With the faint light, he found the high-energy desk lamp that he had prepared before. Together with the circuit, he turned it on, and the room slowly began to heat up. He watched the number on the thermometer rise. When the temperature reached 24 degrees Celsius, he returned to the bed, blew out the candles, and reached out to peel off Zheng He's clothes. This was the one he had chosen for him today... Bai En's heart softened.

For the first time, he felt that living in this world is such a wonderful thing.

With a lover you like, there will always be someone who can accompany you in the future, who can hold him awake in the morning, and sit on the carpet with him to read a book in the rainy afternoon.

Everything is so peaceful and laid back.

There is a rest room specially prepared for Bai En on the top floor. He half-embraced Zheng He into the shower room, turned on the shower, warm water droplets came out, and bursts of white steam rose in the room.

For Bai En, this moment is a happy one.

three hundred and nine

The moment Zheng He woke up, his mood was beyond the description of 'shock'.

He was naked and tied to the bed, while Mr. Bai wore the most elegant white suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

The key word is: Mr. Bai is so handsome.

Wait, I got the key word wrong.

Zheng He was powerless to stop his low IQ when he saw a handsome guy, especially a handsome guy like Mr. Bai.

"Why are you locking me up?" Zheng He asked stupidly.

Mr. Bai replied with special robber logic: "It's locked, so you won't be allowed to escape."

Although he still didn't answer why he locked himself up, Zheng He contacted the context and felt that this was probably a love play after a candlelight dinner, so he lay flat with his limbs wide open, and complained in his mouth: "Where did I say that?" I have to run away!"

The uneasiness in Bai En's heart was caused by himself, and it had nothing to do with Zheng He's promise or not. He suddenly saw the door open, and there were a few figures standing there furtively, wanting to go in, but they were delayed. dare not move.He was familiar with them, from a very young age, these things would come out from time to time, hide in the corner, and stare at him closely.

Bai En asked, "Baby, do you like this place?"

"I don't like it. If you're bored, you can lock me with this thing. It's okay for us to come and play. If you lock me every day, I can't accept it." Zheng He said.

Bai En didn't expect him to be so straightforward, but he couldn't laugh anymore. He always wondered if Zheng He was playing dumb with him. Before, he thought it was harmless, but now he can't accept this shortcoming more and more. He likes Zheng He's wholehearted Face yourself, just like you were in the villa at that time: "What if I want to lock you up for the rest of my life?"

Zheng He made a lot of noises without even blinking his eyes. It took Bai En a long time to realize what he meant by that. To sum it up in one sentence: Lock it if you want, lock it if you want, How else can I drip.

Bai En felt that his baby was really... To put it bluntly, it should be submissive.

Not even a resistance.

In Bai En's eyes, the proposal should be perfect and romantic, but it was completely defeated by Zheng He, who was too cooperative to find the atmosphere and shed tears for no reason.

Bai En himself didn't know why he suddenly couldn't pretend and took out the ring.

This feeling is like you planted a watermelon yourself. From the day you planted it, you began to think about how to cut the watermelon. After waiting for the watermelon to ripen with great difficulty, you were surprised when you were about to go there with a knife—the watermelon thoughtfully began It grows into a cut shape.

Suddenly there is an illusion that what I did before was in vain.

310

Regarding the news that they planned to marry Zheng He, their friends had the same reaction.

Bai En here:

Angelina: "Hey, someone finally wants to marry you? It's not easy, treat her well."

Zheng He here:

Abei: "Hahahaha, Ahhe, you actually got next to Mr. Bai! You are so amazing, you are a real man, a pure man."

For some reason, it seems that everyone feels that the other party who dares to form a family with them deserves a candle.

310 one

Bai En is a vigorous and decisive person. As soon as he proposed to Zheng He, he sold all the properties in the West District one after another.

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This made many people wonder whether Bai En's news inventory is constantly losing money, or why he can't even afford his wife.Of course, the aloof Mr. Bai would not pay attention to these stupid people, and continued to do his own thing. It was not until BEACHER was seized that everyone realized how big a game Bai En had played.

Bai En had already prepared for the closure of BEACHER. He had already won the "rough stone mining" project, and even the building of the new base had been completed last year, and the speed was amazing. Just when his friends called and expressed their willingness to help When he was dredging, the building that relied on 'raw stone mining' as its foundation had already begun to be renovated.

He didn't deliberately hide it from everyone, but when many people only saw five steps away from the form in front of him, he had already seen ten steps away, or even more.

The cunning rabbit and the three caves, Bai En never put himself in a dangerous situation.

For some reason, Zheng He had a stalemate with Boss Song's company a while ago, and Sang Bei hurriedly knocked on the door of Boss Song's office with the documents in his arms.

It definitely didn't take more than an hour before and after, and Boss Song thought for a long time, and finally killed Mr. Bai for a large sum of money on the grounds that Kaizi didn't knock Bai, and sold Zheng He's remaining contract went.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly, but Bai En couldn't sleep all night like a seriously ill patient. From the moment he put the ring on Zheng He's hand, he seemed to have unlocked some code, and his hallucinations disappeared. But even sleepiness couldn't take his eyes off Zheng He.

He was shocked more than once by how much he longed for this man, and each time it became more intense. Now he was very afraid that if he died one day, it would be too late to bring him with him.

His love is intertwined with monopoly, like imperial power and repression, the two depend on each other but are implicated in each other. The source of Bai En's pain is that his love cannot be conveyed to Zheng He correctly, but he is afraid that his desire for monopoly will hurt him.

Bai En's abstinence of more than 30 years ago completely collapsed the moment he met Zheng He, and the strong scorching heat would hurt those who were defenseless against him if he was not careful.

He did not allow Zheng He to be destroyed in his own hands.

He has at least 50 years to live.

Enough for him to nibble away at everything he loves step by step.

He reminded himself: Take it step by step, don't be impulsive.

310 two

Zheng He knew nothing about his imprisonment.

Bai En was immersed in the love he drew by himself. He licked every inch of Zheng He's body with the tip of his tongue over and over again in his dream, until his skin turned red, and the tongue coating would cause a slight tingling pain when it slipped slowly. , he sucked, opened his mouth, and bit his skin fiercely. The skin, fat, and blood were all in his mouth, while Zheng He lay quietly on the bed, his eyes were full of love as always, it was white Well, the indispensable air now—

Biting down, Zheng He gradually revealed his bones. He put his hand on Zheng He's still beating bright red heart. The color of the flesh was pink and tender, but the heart was very bright red, just like his red lips.

"Do you love me?"

His heart was beating violently, as if answering his unquestionable question.

"I love you." Zheng He's mouth was bloody.

Bai En leaned over to lick it clean, put his mouth close to his ear and said, "You know? From the first time I saw you, I knew you should be mine, no matter your body, Or your soul, everything should be occupied by me."

"You have already occupied it now." Zheng He still looked at Bai En with his gray eyes: "All I have, I am deeply in love with you. You are my best prince."

"No, I am a knight."

Bai En laughed.

He was finally satisfied and could finally be quiet.

Bai En opened his eyes, it was pitch black.

Zheng He was lying on his chest, breathing lightly, his hands still holding his arms tightly, using movements to express his unwillingness to leave him anytime and anywhere.

The dream is as beautiful as the reality, Bai En breathed steadily, and firmly grasped Zheng He's hand in the dark.

I am your knight, Catherine.