The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

"It's not because of me. I'm afraid that the friendship between you will be divided because of me." Ling Zhigang's voice couldn't hear any more useful additional information: "You can ask Zhong Ming to go out when you have time."

Zhang Jianghe tasted these words carefully, but he still couldn't figure out whether Ling Zhigang was giving an order or begging him.He said "Oh", and Ling Zhi just hung up the phone.

Zhang Jianghe was a little aggrieved.He also knew that it was impossible for a person of Ling Zhigang's status to apologize to him, but Ling Zhigang acted as if nothing had happened. He beat himself up and then called himself as if nothing had happened. Zhang Jianghe was a little bit annoyed, he, Zhang Jianghe, was considered a character anyway, how did he fall into such a situation where he would come and go as soon as he moved? ?

After all, it was all the fault of that boy Zhong Ming.

But looking back at the root cause, this seems to be retribution, because it was Zhang Jianghe who involved Zhong Ming in the first place.

Thinking of this, the anger in Zhang Jianghe's heart subsided a lot, he sighed, and called Zhong Ming.

It might be a bit embarrassing to say it, but he really missed Zhong Ming's cute little face after so many days.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. When Zhong Ming's familiar voice came over, Zhang Jianghe had mixed feelings in his heart, feeling everything.

Zhong Ming didn't contact Zhang Jianghe, so it's really not ungrateful to cross the river and tear down the bridge, he also has his own difficulties.

The difficulty is that he has been put to sleep by Ling Zhigang.

The difference between sleeping and not sleeping is huge.Before Ling Zhigang fell asleep, Zhong Ming could talk to Zhang Jianghe about everything, learn advice and skills from him, or vomit bitterness to him. Well deserved.

After Ling Zhi just fell asleep, although he didn't lose a layer of membrane like a girl, he also lost something that is very important to boys, masculine dignity.

This dignity is a very wonderful thing. It seems inconspicuous, but it can change a person's entire inner world.After Zhong Ming was put to sleep by Ling Zhigang, he felt ashamed when he saw Ling Zhigang's brothers, not to mention Zhang Jianghe.

Apart from embarrassment, he also felt a little guilty. After all, it was because of him that Zhang Jianghe was beaten by that bastard Ling Zhigang.He didn't want to drag him down either.

Timid people can always find a lot of reasons for themselves. Anyway, in a word, Zhong Ming really wanted to avoid Zhang Jianghe on purpose.

So when Zhong Ming saw Zhang Jianghe's phone call, he felt a "thump" in his heart, and hesitated whether to answer it or not.But he felt that it was fine if he didn't take the initiative to call. If the other party called and he didn't answer it, it would be a bit unreasonable, so he coughed and connected the phone: "Hello?"

"You fucking know how to answer my phone and who I am?"

Zhang Jianghe was very rude when he opened his mouth.

Zhong Ming smiled embarrassingly, and said, "How can I not know, even if I don't know my last name, I need to know you."

"Cut, your mouth is sweet." Zhang Jianghe said, "What have you been up to recently, and you haven't contacted me?"

"What about me... I'm busy, writing a script."

"Did you lie to me?"

"I really didn't lie to you. It was Mr. Song. Mr. Song gave me a very good opportunity to write TV drama scripts. I was afraid that I would not be able to write well, so these days, I did not go out of my way, and devoted myself to creating. .”

"That's a good thing. Come out and tell me how you've been doing!"

"This one……"

Zhang Jianghe's face sank: "Why, I can't invite you anymore?"

Zhong Ming smiled embarrassingly: "How can... that's fine, you say, when and where."

"There's no need to pick a time. I'll go there tomorrow, and the location will go to your place. Anyway, I have to take this step and meet the boss."

If Zhang Jianghe didn't say this, Zhong Ming would have forgotten about Zhang Jianghe's falling out with Ling Zhigang because of him, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.After he hung up the phone, he went to the living room and said to Ling Zhigang, "That... Zhang Jianghe said that he might come over tomorrow."

Zhong Ming was a little guilty when he said it. He was afraid that Ling Zhigang’s anger towards Zhang Jiang and the remaining anger would not disappear. Although he always felt that most of the fault was on Ling Zhigang’s body, he didn’t think that the macho Ling Zhigang would realize his mistakes, so I was afraid that Ling Zhigang would be hostile to Zhang Jianghe and would disagree.

Who knew that what surprised him was that Ling Zhigang said "Oh" as if nothing had happened, lowered his head and continued to read his documents, circled here and scratched there from time to time.

Zhong Ming was stunned for a while, and stood there looking at Ling Zhigang lying on the sofa, looking a little tired.He has been busy with his own affairs recently. To be honest, he didn't pay much attention to Ling Zhigang. Apart from sleeping on the same bed and eating together, the two of them didn't spend any other time together, and he slept every day. He slept very late and woke up very early. When eating, his brain finally had time to rest. Sometimes he couldn't even remember what Ling Zhigang said.

Just like it is now, in order to fulfill his promise, Ling Zhigang completely gave up the study room to him. In recent days, he has been working or reading on the sofa in the living room.Zhong Ming saw that he didn't raise his head, and he was concentrating on it. He thought that Ling Zhigang hadn't heard him clearly, so he said it again: "That... I said that Zhang Jianghe might come..."

"I heard it." Ling Zhigang raised his head now: "Do I still need to avoid it then?"

"No, no, that's not what I mean..." Zhong Ming was surprised by Ling Zhigang's generosity, and Ling Zhigang said: "It's fine if he's here, since you moved here, you haven't had any friends since you moved here. You can just rest when he's here." Take a moment, don't try too hard, it hurts me to see it."

Zhong Ming nodded, and decided to take advantage of his rest time to curry favor with Ling Zhigang to express his gratitude to him, so he came over and lay down on Ling Zhigang's back, and said, "Are you tired, do you want me to give you Squeeze your shoulders?"

As soon as Ling Zhi heard it, he immediately sat up straight.Zhong Ming glanced at the document in his hand, and was shocked, seeing another bloody photo.

He wondered why Ling Zhigang had such a strong heart. Looking at such photos every day, could he not develop inhuman courage? !

Ling Zhi just put the materials on the table and shook his neck.Zhong Ming immediately pressed his neck for him knowingly, and said, "Don't keep looking at things in one position, the cervical spine will not be able to bear it."

Ling Zhi just touched the back of his hand, then grabbed his arms, leaned his head back, and leaned against his chest.

Zhong Ming lay on the back of the sofa, folded his arms, and held Ling Zhigang's head in his arms: "Are you particularly tired recently?"

"how do you know?"

"I see that you have come back very late recently, and you have been away all day."

"There are more cases during the holidays..." Ling Zhi laughed as soon as he said it: "It's okay, and he knows how to care about me. I thought you didn't know what I was doing. I'm not at home, so I just gave you cleanliness ?”

Zhong Ming smiled, didn't speak, straightened up and began to massage Ling Zhigang.Ling Zhi just closed his eyes and said, "It's not easy for me to enjoy your service."

The tone is soothing and seems unusually satisfied.

After Zhong Ming heard this, he became even more attentive in serving him, beating his small fists non-stop. Ling Zhigang suddenly grabbed his arm, raised his head, looked at him and said, "Kiss me."

Zhong Ming thought for a while, then bowed his head and kissed Ling Zhigang.Ling Zhigang seemed very happy, stood up from the sofa, and said, "Come on, I'll give you a massage too."

Ling Zhigang's massage skills are top-notch, and Zhong Ming is extremely comfortable.He lay down on the sofa and enjoyed the whole body massage Ling Zhigang gave him.He actually thought that Ling Zhigang would eat his tofu during the massage, but he didn't.Ling Zhigang massaged him very seriously, from the neck to the instep of his feet, he served him meticulously.

But Zhong Ming didn't know why, but there was a sense of disappointment in his heart. He touched Ling Zhigang further and gave birth to some kind of faint desire, as if this body had already tasted the marrow and tasted, and wanted the lingering love of men and men. .When Ling Zhigang's palms slid from his waist up and down the step, Ling Zhigang did rub his buttocks, but it was rubbing without passion, just massaging, until his palms seemed to want to rub his buttocks The flap opened, and the thumb slid into the gap between his buttocks.

Through the pants, Zhong Ming also trembled slightly, thinking that Ling Zhigang would touch it.

But Ling Zhigang's hands quickly slipped onto his legs and began to knead his calves.The disappointment in his heart accumulated uncontrollably, so when Ling Zhigang pinched his feet through the socks, he suddenly curled up his toes and hooked Ling Zhigang's fingers.

Ling Zhigang didn't know if he felt his "provocation", but there was no expression on his face. Instead, he took off his socks seriously and massaged the soles of his feet.

While Ling Zhigang was massaging his left foot, he stretched out his right foot and rubbed Ling Zhigang's crotch vaguely.

Ling Zhigang immediately grabbed his foot, raised it up and kissed him: "I've held back for so long, if I do it, I can't help it, at least two hours."

As soon as Zhong Ming heard it, he quickly retracted his feet.

Two hours was too precious for him to take the risk.

If you know that after two hours of making love, he still has to get tired and get down on the ground. It's not just a matter of two hours, he may have to rest for a whole day.

Forget it, anyway, he just lost his nerve by accident, thinking about it, he panicked with regret and embarrassment.