Fawn

Cheng Shiteng originally came with Commissioner Wu on this trip. Commissioner Wu inspected the arsenal, and he inspected Xiaolu.But I didn't expect him to move so fast. Before Commissioner Wu left for the arsenal, he had already completed the task.

After he completed the task, he didn't care about Commissioner Wu's life or death.Commissioner Wu was sitting in the main room, before he could catch his breath, and before he could see the shadow of the arsenal, Cheng Shiteng entered the room and urged him to leave with a sullen face—if he didn't leave, he would go first.

You can't go, he can see that there is no place for him here.It would be fine if there were only fawns, but the problem is that there is He Ruolong living in the backyard.Facing Xiao Lu, he has shown all kinds of ugliness before, and it doesn't matter if he pesters him a hundred times.

He was dissatisfied, dissatisfied in thousands of ways—a reckless man who was born as a bandit, clumsy, what the hell!

He refused to accept it, but Xiao Lu was indeed won over by the bandit, so he had to accept it even if he refused.The painkillers gradually took effect, and the tendon lying across the temple gradually became straight.He was kind and rascally looking for an excuse to leave, and explained it slowly to Commissioner Wu.It is an explanation, but it is actually another form of command.Although Commissioner Wu's official rank is not low, in front of the eldest son of the provincial chairman, no matter how high he is, he is still a minister and a prince, and the king's order cannot be violated.Therefore, compared with the prince, the small arsenal in the ravine is of course a dispensable existence. It doesn't matter if you look at it or don't look at it, it will save him trouble.

Commissioner Wu wanted to eat breakfast before leaving, but Cheng Shiteng was so anxious that he seemed to die in this courtyard on the spot if he didn't leave.So Commissioner Wu came from a long distance and only drank tea.Taking out a handkerchief to touch the water on his lips, he took his entourage and followed Cheng Shiteng to the car outside the door.

Cheng Shiteng walked like this, but he still couldn't escape the most terrifying scene - he was sitting in the car, and he wanted to look at the deer through the car window in a panic at first, but as soon as he stuck his head out of the window, he saw a big man It was He Ruolong who strode out of the courtyard gate.And He Ruolong stood behind Xiao Lu with a smile, and nodded and smiled at him like a demonstrator: "The young master is leaving now?"

Cheng Shiteng looked at him silently, his face was cold and his eyes were dark, but he also nodded, like a kindly stone sculpture, with nothing on his face except a kindly look: "Let's go, see you later."

Then he gave the deer another hard look.

Withdrew his head back into the car, he refused to look around any more.He Ruolong is too tall, his facial features are too distinct, when he looked out, he saw his face first.But in his eyes, He Ruolong is unspeakably filthy, like a savage with gnarled muscles, his face is still dirty after washing his face, and wherever he goes, he will be defiled, and he will only be clean after death.

The car team drove on the road one after another, coming abruptly and leaving abruptly.When the tail of the car disappeared completely at the end of the road, Xiaolu turned his head and walked back to the yard in silence.

He Ruolong followed him, his back felt chilly, and he felt the fear and pleasure of licking blood with a knife.When he entered the main room in the backyard with Xiaolu, Xiaolu stopped in his tracks, turned his back to him and said in a low voice: "Ruolong, I told him everything. There is no turning back when we shoot the bow. From now on, whether you or I live or die, It's all tied together."

He Ruolong smiled, while smiling, he held Xiao Lu's arm, and turned him to face him.Lifting the little deer's chin with his fingers, he carefully looked at it again and again. After looking at it, he said in a low voice: "After living for more than 20 years, I finally accomplished a great thing."

Little Lu asked, "What's the big deal?"

He Ruolong smiled and replied: "You, you are my big deal."

Xiaolu asked with great interest: "Aside from me, is there any other important matter?"

A flash of embarrassment flashed across He Ruolong's face.He lowered his eyes and smiled at the ground, then raised his head and pointed two fingers at Xiaolu: "There are two pieces in total. One is you, and the other is to be the provincial chairman!"

Xiaolu heard this, looked up at him and smiled, and said after laughing: "Okay, let's do it well."

Having said that, he gently and deftly avoided the words "inheritance of the family".These four words are insulated from him, but with He Ruolong's conditions, there is no problem with wives and concubines and children; if he really becomes the provincial chairman in the future, there will be no problem.

So Xiaolu dare not think in the long run, and only think about the bright side.It's rare to meet such a good person and live such a good life, he can't wait to taste it every second.

At this time, He Ruolong raised his hand to hold his smooth and delicate face, like holding a delicate flower.He lowered his head and kissed his lips, He Ruolong skillfully teased out the tip of his tongue.Last night, they had already quarreled in the middle of the night with the strength of wine, but now He Ruolong still has the strength to spare.He took Xiao Lu's hand, and he covered his lower abdomen with that hand - he knew that Xiao Lu liked this thing, but he didn't know if the other party was interested in it now.If he had, he would immediately unbutton his pants and stuff his own dick into the deer's hands.Xiaolu has a pair of "smart" hands, as if he has connected with his lifeblood, when his hands are together, he can really melt his whole body.

"Do you want it?" He put his lips close to the deer's ear and asked with a soft smile, "Do you want it?"

Through a layer of military trousers, Xiaolu slowly closed his fingers.He thought he had no way not to break the contract, He Ruolong's temptation, he couldn't resist.If he paid the price for this temptation, then he would be willing.

He Ruolong lived steadily in Donghezi, and at the same time, Cheng Shiteng also returned to Zhangjiakou.

Cheng Tingli naturally has a family in Zhangjiakou. Although the house is not comparable to the modern houses in the Tianjin Concession, it is also a spacious and spacious courtyard. There are two three-storey small buildings with a combination of Chinese and Western styles for him and his son to occasionally live in.He didn't interfere much with his son's whereabouts, and he wasn't even interested at all. He had only two requirements for his son: first, to stay alive, and to continue the incense for the Cheng family;

He didn't care about his son, but his son was desperate outside, but he could only come back to find him as his father.Blowing like a gust of wind into Cheng Tingli's study, Cheng Shiteng cut to the chase and said directly, "Father, the little deer is finished."

Cheng Tingli sat on the big sofa chair behind the writing desk, raised his feet up on the writing desk, the leather shoes on his feet were unlaced, the uppers were shiny, and the soles were brand new and clean.Holding a booklet in his hand, he raised his head inexplicably: "What's the end?"

Cheng Shiteng walked to the desk, leaned over and pressed his hands on the desk.The table was covered with a large shiny glass plate. He lowered his head and looked at his own reflection: "I went to Xiaolu's place."

Cheng Tingli frowned noncommittally, seeing that his son had become a love rival again, and because of his noble status, it was inconvenient for him to wander around, so his son was still a flexible love rival: "And then?"

Cheng Shiteng lowered his head and said to himself: "I saw He Ruolong."

Then he raised his head to look at his father, and squeezed out the remaining words from his teeth: "On the bed of the deer."

Cheng Tingli looked at Cheng Shiteng for a while, and finally nodded calmly: "Well, what then?"

Cheng Shiteng looked at him like a lifesaver: "Then I went to question Xiaolu, and Xiaolu admitted everything. He said he wanted to get along with He, and he wanted to break up with our family."

Cheng Tingli stretched his arms, and put the booklet on a pile of documents beside the desk: "Well, what then?"

Cheng Shiteng straightened up, his voice a little hoarse: "Dad, don't you care? After all, Xiaolu is from our family. He doesn't need to go home, he can ignore me, but I can't let him mix with a bandit!"

Cheng Tingli looked at his leather shoes: "Have you slept yet?"

Cheng Shiteng was taken aback: "Huh?"

Cheng Tingli shook his right foot: "Xiaolu, have you slept with He Ruolong?"

Cheng Shiteng never expected that his father would think of this first, and he almost regretted it for a while, suspecting that he had found the wrong person for help: "Dad, you—"

At this point, he stopped abruptly, because now is not the time for him to pick on Lao Tzu.Taking a step back, he replied with difficulty: "It should be...no."

Cheng Tingli asked casually: "Didn't they all go to the same bed? Haven't slept?"

With a cold face, Cheng Shiteng suddenly felt disgusted even his father: "I haven't slept!" He replied gruffly: "I know what happened to Xiaolu! If I say I haven't slept, it means I haven't slept! "

Cheng Tingli didn't ask any more questions.Raising his hand and waving outward, he lowered his legs: "I see, you go out!"

Cheng Shiteng didn't see his father's attitude, and he continued to babble: "Father—"

Cheng Tingli seemed a little impatient, and waved his hand again without saying a word.Seeing this, Cheng Shiteng had no choice but to turn around - he was not his father's opponent, and had quarreled with his father several times, but all ended in failure.

As soon as Cheng Shiteng walked away, Cheng Tingli stood up on his back.

Dragging the shoelaces of his feet, he slowly walked around the desk, his slightly slack white face gradually sank, and finally revealed a vicissitudes of anger and murderous look.Putting one hand in his trouser pocket, he walked to the desk step by step, and suddenly reached out and swept a tall stack of documents to the floor. The floor was not carpeted, and the documents fell to the floor with a loud crackling noise.But Cheng Tingli still didn't want to finish, and swept down the Four Treasures of the Study next to the document.Immediately straightening up, he kicked towards the writing desk, and there was an earth-shattering thunder!

"You little bastard!" he thought angrily, "You little bastard!"