Reason is still chaotic

In the evening, Duan Zhicheng got off the car in front of Shen's house, opened the door and entered, as if entering a land without people.Xiao Liang was squatting in the shade of the front yard to tease his pup, when he saw someone coming, he got up quickly and called again: "Uncle Duan."

Duan Zhicheng knew Xiaoliang well, so he nodded and smiled at him hastily, and asked, "Where is Jiali?"

Xiao Liang replied, "Yes, I just came back."

Duan Zhicheng paused: "Where did you go?"

Xiao Liang shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't know if I didn't take the family car."

After Duan Zhicheng heard this, he moved on.

Duan Zhicheng walked through the courtyard with ease, raised the bamboo curtain and entered the bedroom, only to see Shen Jiali lying sideways on the bed, although he was also covered with a thin quilt, but his shoulders, arms and chest were exposed to the outside, which shows that he is at least a half naked.

The air in the room was humid and fragrant, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.Duan Zhicheng stopped in front of the bed, and found that Shen Jiali's eyes were closed, his breathing was even, and his short hair was still wet, so he guessed that he had just taken a bath.Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he leaned over and pouted without any notice, first kissed the other person's cheek, and then smiled softly: "Have you eaten yet? Sleeping so early, I'm not afraid of indigestion." ?”

Shen Jiali frowned and refused to talk to him.

Duan Zhicheng put on a shy face, and continued to ask with a smile, looking for something to say: "Where did you go today? It's so hot, why do you need to go out?"

Shen Jiali let out a long breath from his nose, and replied in a low voice: "I went to drink with your old man."

Duan Zhicheng was taken aback: "Drinking? Why do you always drink with him? My father is not a drinker!"

Shen Jiali turned his back to him: "Could it be that your old man is drinking with me?"

Duan Zhicheng could see that his complexion was not good, and he could hear that there was something in his words, but he didn't dare to think deeply.He got up and went to close the door, he felt a little panic and forced a smile: "Jiali, wake up, I'm going back to Tianjin tomorrow, and you won't accompany me?"

Shen Jiali lifted the thin quilt on his body, revealing his naked body: "Here, get out of here when you're done playing!"

Duan Zhicheng saw the bright red tooth marks on the opponent's butt at a glance.

Duan Zhicheng stared at the tooth marks for a long time, then suddenly grabbed Shen Jiali's arm, and pulled him up unbearably: "Can't you be quiet? I really want to say hello to you, can you please stop?" So much?"

Shen Jiali raised his hand and slapped him with a clear and resounding mouth: "I'm promiscuous?" Then he sneered: "Duan Zhicheng, why the hell are you pretending to be stupid?"

Duan Zhicheng didn't expect Shen Jiali to make a move, but after being slapped, he didn't want to back down, and still held onto the other's arm tightly: "I'm pretending to be stupid? What do you mean?"

Shen Jiali looked up at Duan Zhicheng angrily, and replied with a low voice and gritted his teeth: "What do you mean by me? He bit me, hit me, and burned me. You are the young master, you can leave if something happens; I If you don’t have a backing, you have to be kicked by him to break your ribs—what do you mean by me?”

Duan Zhicheng gripped Shen Jiali's arm fiercely, the flesh and blood in the gripped part turned white, "He—who is he?"

Shen Jiali took a deep breath, but his mood suddenly became depressed: "I don't know."

Duan Zhicheng's voice was a little trembling: "Say it, say it. If you don't say it, I don't dare to think about it. If you say it, I will believe it wholeheartedly."

Shen Jiali originally meant to go crazy with the help of alcohol, but now, his drunkenness has gradually subsided, and his courage has also dissipated.Dejectedly breaking away Duan Zhicheng's hand, he lay back on his back: "You don't dare to think, and I don't dare to say, I don't know."

Duan Zhicheng stared at Shen Jiali in a daze for a while, then suddenly turned his head and left, running wildly all the way out of the yard.

Duan Zhicheng went home to meet his father.

When he ran into the small courtyard, Duan Muren had just drank gruel and was squatting in the corner watching the growth of the flower seedlings.Suddenly seeing his son rushing in madly, he stood up impatiently: "What are you running around?"

Facing his father, Duan Zhicheng was silent at first, then suddenly burst into a loud voice: "Why are you so shameless?!"

Duan Muren raised an eyebrow, suspecting that his son had lost his mind: "Huh? Shameless?"

Duan Zhicheng, because he was too excited, trembled angrily: "You!" He pointed at the tip of his father's nose: "You know that I have had that kind of relationship with Jiali, and you still want to do that kind of thing, You, you, you are disrespectful and shameless!"

Duan Muren lowered his eyebrows: "What nonsense, did Shen Jiali tell you?"

At this time, Duan Zhicheng was still thinking of justifying Shen Jiali's defense: "I'm not stupid, do I have to tell me before I can see it? He's not an official now, he's an idler, why do he come here every now and then? Are you going to come to our house to drink with you? Drink as much as you want, why are you still injured?"

Duan Muren is confident that he can subdue everyone, but at the moment he is also a little speechless.Opening his mouth to his son, he decided to show off.

"Bastard!" He showed a fierce look: "I have raised you for more than 30 years, and I am your father. Now you come here to call me shameless?"

Duan Zhicheng looked at his father's ferocious face, and couldn't help but flinch a little: "A father who does such a thing is even dirtier than a non-father! Besides, how old are you? Last month, my mother told you to come back in autumn." Let me celebrate your 55th birthday! If Jiali's father is still alive, he will not be as old as you!"

When Duan Muren heard this, he finally became angry from embarrassment.

Duan Zhicheng was beaten up and turned into a real bruised nose and swollen face.He was stuffed into a car and sent back to Tianjin. When he got home, his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them.

Duan Muren suppressed his son, and then ordered someone to go to Shen's house and bring Shen Jiali under custody.

Shen Jiali was already sober at this time and had no courage at all, but his mouth was firm and he refused to confess.Duan Muren beat his son smoothly, and naturally gave him a heartwarming kick.He fell to the ground holding his breath and enduring the pain, his hands and feet curled up subconsciously.

When Duan Muren arrived at this time, he suddenly remembered that he could not help being beaten, so he suspended the use of force, and squatted in front of him to question and threaten.And Shen Jiali sat on the ground wearily, knowing that he was definitely no match for this bastard in terms of physical strength, so he suppressed the bad breath in his chest and adopted a soft policy instead.Struggling to sit up, he said in a low voice: "Uncle, since you don't believe me, don't ask me any more. Hit me if you want, but don't kill me. I am not guilty of death in this matter." .”

Duan Muren was pitiful when he heard what he said, and thought that he was also a well-behaved person with him recently, and it seemed that there was no need to kill them all, and then bring him back to life.It's just that even though he has a stubborn mouth, he has no suspicion at all, but it's not necessarily true.

Duan Muren was a little embarrassed - from his point of view, it was all his son's bastard, a dou-like thing who ate and drank his own food, yet dared to come here and scold Lao Tzu for being shameless, it was extremely unfilial.Besides, the son is young, where can't he find fun?Why bother to fight with Lao Tzu?At his old age, even if he is physically strong, how many years can he be absurd?

Thinking of his son, Duan Muren sighed; then thinking of his grandson, his heart became a little brighter.

The grandson learned from his mother, but he was knowledgeable and reasonable. He thought he had to divert his efforts and pin his hopes on his grandson.

Duan Muren resolved himself, his mood improved a little, and then he turned his gaze to Shen Jiali again.

Whether Shen Jiali was right or wrong, he was strictly ordered to kneel on the ground and not get up.In front of Duan Muren, Shen Jiali had long lost his dignity, and it was good not to be beaten; therefore, he knelt down as long as he was allowed to kneel, and dared not say more.

It was late at night, Duan Muren turned off the lights, and went to the inner bedroom to rest.Because he knew that the place where Shen Jiali knelt was only a curtain away from him; so he felt itchy in his heart, and always felt that it was a waste of time.After a long time like this, he couldn't help but got out of bed, groped and walked out.

The room was very dark, and it was almost impossible to reach out, but a faint breathing sound could be heard.He searched for the sound, bent down in front of Shen Jiali, suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his neck, and then his warm cheeks pressed against him, and his lips felt moist and soft.

Holding the back of Shen Jiali's head with one hand, he viciously kissed her hard, and sucked the other's tongue vigorously.

Duan Muren hugged Shen Jiali back to the bed, finally got his wish and didn't waste the night.In the early hours of the morning, he was lying on the bed panting, and felt dizzy when he moved a little. He knew in his heart that he was too greedy and hurt his vitality.

Although he is still tall and strong and eats like a cow, he is a man in his 50s after all, and he can't help tossing about in bed.Turning his head and glanced at Shen Jiali, he found that this kid looked even more miserable than himself, and he was a bit angry, as if he was about to faint.

He felt complacent again, feeling that he was still as powerful as before.He didn't expect that at this age, he could still enjoy beauty from Shen Jiali. He thought he needed to nourish his body.

As for the son...

His mind slipped past his son, and he decided to miss his grandson.My mind turned on my grandson, but it slipped to the official career again.

The three big characters "Chairman" seemed to be gilded and energized, shining brightly in front of his eyes.He let out a deep breath, and his brain began to work.