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At Xingmei KTV that day, Cheng Huang and a group of brothers messed around until late at night, yelling at him until his throat was smoking and his eyelids were fighting.

Just as he was going downstairs to pick up the car, a black figure suddenly appeared in the alley. Without saying a word, he opened the car door and sat down on the passenger seat.

After seeing clearly who was coming, Cheng Huang's face became a bit more teasing, he sat down on the seat slowly, and said to the man: "What's the matter? Did you not kiss enough? Or didn't you hit enough?"

Zhang Hao's face was sullen, and he didn't say a word. He was completely as cold as ice. In just a few seconds, the air seemed to be frozen.

Cheng Huang was too sleepy and was too lazy to waste time with him: "This matter is very simple. If you haven't played enough, let's find a place nearby to practice solo and see who can kill the other. If you still want to kiss, let's do it." How about another place to continue kissing?"

After a long time, Zhang Hao turned to him: "What if I haven't hit enough or kissed enough?"

"That would be easier," Cheng Huang said with an imperceptible smile on his face, and he turned sideways to help Zhang Hao fasten his seat belt, with most of his body sticking to his body, and whispered in his ear: "You can play however you want."

The moist heat brushed against the earlobe, and Zhang Hao blushed inadvertently: "The car is too narrow, there is no place to toss around, go to my place, I live alone."

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At that time, Zhang Hao really didn't expect that Cheng Huang was not only good at oral sex, but also good at bedtime. They worked hard on the night of the encounter until the next day, which made Zhang Hao's back ache, his legs cramped, and his back would hurt when he touched him. pain.

Afterwards, Zhang Hao asked Chenghuang more than once, why he was so chosen to do beastly things at Xingmei KTV that day, if he was unlucky enough to pick a straight one, he would have been married in such a public way, and his hands and feet would have been chopped off to avenge his shame up.

Regarding this point, Cheng Huang kept prevaricating with a playful smile, and never gave him a positive answer.

And in a large-scale quarrel that broke out not long after that, Zhang Hao finally got the answer.

After the Xingmei incident, Zhang Hao got together with Cheng Huanggui. Cheng Huang disliked his small and shabby kennel, so he rented a high-end apartment for Zhang Hao in Roman Garden. From then on, Zhang Hao was completely He was completely attached to Cheng Huang, the benefactor.

The good times didn't last long, and after a while, Zhang Hao found that the number of Cheng Huang's visits was obviously less, and sometimes he came here in the middle of the night, with a smell of wine and lingering stranger's sweat on his body, all of which made him Extremely upset.

Finally, when Cheng Huang touched Zhang Hao's bed again on a dark and stormy night, he was kicked down hard.

Zhang Hao got up, turned on the bedside lamp casually, and shouted at Cheng Huang with a cold face: "Don't fucking touch me, it stinks to death."

Cheng Huang was taken aback for a moment, but was not annoyed.He was on alcohol, burning with lust, all he wanted to do was coax Zhang Hao to let him fuck: "What stinks? I just took a shower, if you don't believe me, check it..."

"I'm fucking disgusted by the smell on you," Zhang Hao's evil fire couldn't help spreading in his heart, and he yelled: "I figured it out, you are just a wave of force, you are fucking around, that day at Xingmei you If you dare to kiss me like that, do you already know that I am gay?"

The scolding made Cheng Huang sober up a lot.

Cheng Huang stood up, turned on the lighter, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said unhurriedly: "That's right, I fucked countless people, regardless of gender. I know that you are a bitch who cheats and makes people do the back door."

After hearing this, Zhang Hao jumped out of bed like crazy and started fighting with Cheng Huang.

After a few swings of his fist, Cheng Huang grabbed his arm. Only then did Zhang Hao realize that Cheng Huang had such great strength.

Cheng Huang held his cigarette in his mouth: "Zhang Hao, I always get together and hang out. If you don't want to play anymore, get out tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back, leaving Zhang Haofa in a daze all night.

After that night, Zhang Hao finally figured it out. For Cheng Huang, you can ask for his money and his penis, but you can't ask for his affection, even if it's not at all, because this bastard has no such thing at all.

After that, in getting along with Cheng Huang, Zhang Hao tried his best to follow the three no principles, don't talk about love, don't be jealous, don't care about him, after all, Cheng Huang has a lot of money, he spends it comfortably, he is good in bed, he plays Useful, what's your dissatisfaction?

But all the while, he didn't know which place in his heart was always empty...

Just like now, lying beside him, obviously touched his face with his hand, but it seemed like he didn't touch anything.

Buzzing, buzzing, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated, Cheng Huang grumbled, took it over and turned it off.

Within a few minutes, the landline phone by the bed also started to join in the fun.

Cheng Huang picked it up angrily, he knew that no one else was making these calls, it must be Li Mingtao, and only he knew the phone number of "Roma".

"You are sick, why call me early in the morning." Cheng Huang murmured vaguely.

Li Mingtao on the other end of the phone didn't want to be outdone: "It's still fucking early, it's already past one o'clock, aren't you going back to your mother's place for dinner?"

"Fuck, it's broken!" Cheng Huang was startled, put down the phone, got up and put on his pants.

Zhang Hao also sat up, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and asked Cheng Huang who was busy under the bed: "Why are you so anxious?"

Cheng Huang was wearing a shirt, and replied casually: "My mother seems to have caught up with the strings in the past two days, looking for me desperately, she didn't go home to eat this meal yesterday, and let her pigeons go again today, she has to take care of me For three days and three nights, they reprimanded me."

"Is my mother in a hurry?" Zhang Hao asked.

Cheng Huang didn't have time to wash his hair, so he could only dab his hands with water on his head indiscriminately, trying to smooth out the messy hair that had been rolled all night: "What else can I do, isn't it just urging me to get married?"

Zhang Hao was slightly taken aback: "Are you going to get married?"

"Sooner or later." Cheng Huang began to put on his shoes.

Zhang Hao took a puff of cigarette, and his voice was dry and astringent: "If you get married, then the two of us...should we break up?"

Cheng Huang went to the table to get the car keys. Before leaving, he glanced at Zhang Hao and said, "You don't have to worry about it. We'll have to break up whether we get married or not. It's better to choose another day for this matter. Just today."

Zhang Hao didn't seem to understand the meaning of Cheng Huang's words for a while, and sat on the bed and looked at him in a daze.

"Didn't you keep saying that you want a Volvo? It just so happens that I just got one recently. I'll get someone to drive the car tomorrow. It's what you and I deserve for half a year. I'll rent the house here until the end of the year. You still have time to find a place to live."

Seeing that Zhang Hao still didn't say a word, Cheng Huang didn't say any more, and turned to open the door.

The moment the door was closed, a pillow was born out of nowhere, and slammed heavily on the door that was about to close.

"Cheng Huang, I'll fuck your ancestor!" Zhang Hao's roar sounded right behind Cheng Huang, and Yue Mo even cried a few times.

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When he got home, the whole family gathered around the dining table and waited for him. The most shocking thing was the sumptuous family banquet and the gloomy face of Mrs. Cheng.

Cheng Huang knew he was in the wrong, so he hurriedly coaxed the old lady as soon as he entered the house. Chopsticks.

Since he offended Tianyan from the very beginning, Cheng Huang certainly understood the importance of taking the initiative to mention the marriage.

He smiled and fawned: "Mom, how is our daughter-in-law looking for?"

The old lady gave him a sideways look: "You still know how to ask this? Have you brought a girl back in the past few years? Does it mean that you can't expect a grandson until the day I kick my legs and close my eyes?"

"Hey, I see what you said," Cheng Huang said in a serious tone: "It's not easy, as long as you give an order, I will bring you a big fat boy in ten months."

"Fuck you!" Cheng's mother slapped Cheng Huang on the head with a smile and scolded: "If you dare to do such a crime, I will fight with you." The old lady Cheng frowned and warned him seriously: "I can tell you , if you don’t bring a girlfriend back to show mom, mom won’t let you in.”

The elder brother Cheng Jiahe on the side put a chopsticks full of buckwheat in the old lady's bowl, and helped Cheng Huang to speak: "Mom, don't worry, I think it's about congeniality and feeling, you Slow down..."

Unlike Cheng Huang, the eldest brother Cheng Jiahe is gentle by nature, speaks honestly, coupled with such a naive smile is very lethal, and the old lady's anger disappeared most of the time, but she turned her head and saw that Cheng Huang seemed to be nothing. Chewing there, the fire that had just been extinguished came up again in an instant.

The old lady was furious, slapped the table and yelled: "I don't believe it, he has lived for 30 years, and he still can't find someone who looks right?"

Cheng Huang felt aggrieved like an angry little daughter-in-law, and said in a low voice: "...Is there really no, Mom."

"Okay, you don't have it, I do!" Mrs. Cheng narrowed her eyes and smiled slyly: "Officer Wu at the General Administration has a daughter. I saw the photo. She looks good and her age matches you. Find a time Meet with someone, anyway, you are not or are not interested."

After cooperating for a long time, the hole is dug here waiting for him to jump, Cheng Huang thought as he gnawed on the pig's trotter.

"No problem." Cheng Huang agreed quickly, wiped his hands and said, "Arranged marriages have been around for thousands of years, so don't break it when we come here, let alone meeting that woman, as long as you give me a big hand." Wave, I will drag her to the bridal chamber tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped on the head by Old Madam Cheng again. The old lady pretended to be sullen, but she couldn't hide the smile from the corner of her eyes: "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Just like that, the meal that was both soft and hard was finally finished, sister-in-law Chen Xiaomei and the old lady cleaned up and washed dishes in the kitchen, while Cheng Huang and Cheng Jiahe smoked on the balcony.

Cheng Jiahe handed Cheng Huang a local cigarette that he had just brought from Yunnan, and asked him to try it out.

As soon as the fire was fired, Cheng Jiahe's deep voice rang out: "Xiaohuang, our mother is getting old, and I can't grow it all the time, so you..."

Cheng Huang took a puff of cigarette, interrupted him and said, "Have you been diagnosed with that disease?"

"Well, let's talk about oligospermia. Hey, I won't mention it. It can't be cured anyway, so let's just do it." Cheng Jiahe kept rubbing his hands with a cigarette in his mouth, "You can play what you should play and not what you should play." Now, it's time to calm down, after all, Mom has always been looking forward to holding a grandson."

Although Cheng Huang grew up with the Cheng family and this half-brother, but the relationship is not very close, apart from the extreme difference in personality, they cannot communicate, and of course there are some reasons why Cheng Huang does not want to admit it.

In short, Cheng Huang was very upset by the lessons learned from the Cheng family and his words. He pinched the cigarette in his hand and left a sentence: "Let's talk." Then he stepped out of the balcony.

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It was almost time to get off work after staggering back to the company. As soon as Cheng Huang entered the door, he looked for Li Mingtao angrily, and the people below hurriedly reported that Mr. Li had disappeared after receiving a call in the afternoon.

Cheng Huang conveniently dialed Li Mingtao's cell phone, and as soon as the phone was connected, he yelled at the top of his voice, "Do you really think this company is your own? You can leave as you want? Believe it or not, this year's I won't give you a dime for the performance award."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a deep voice rang out: "Are you walking on fucking shit? Are you so angry?"

In front of Li Mingtao, Cheng Huang's joys, anger, sorrows and joys seemed to be magnified invisibly. It was not that Li Mingtao was sensitive, but that Cheng Huang would show his true temperament only in front of him.

For some reason, Li Mingtao's habitual swearing back made Cheng Huang feel a little better, and swept away the unhappiness at home just now, he changed his tone, and said with a smile: "If there is something to do, let the people below run away. A vice president is full of nonsense, and it really makes people think of my company as a small broken bag."

"Do you think you are here?"

"Go to your uncle, if you have something to talk about, I'll hang up if it's nothing." Cheng Huang completely forgot that it was him who made the call first.

But by coincidence, Li Mingtao did look for him on something, and asked him to go to "Gone with the Wind" at night, saying that he wanted to introduce someone to him.

"No, no, I'm not interested in being a man or a woman now." Cheng Huang looked for a lighter with the phone in his mouth and a cigarette in his mouth: "Since when did you start working part-time as a pimp?"

Li Mingtao yelled angrily into the phone: "It's all for your fucking company, it's a business, whether you want to go or not."

After shouting, hang up directly.

Cheng Huang shrugged, put down the phone, put the unlit cigarette back into the cigarette case, took his coat and went to the sofa at the far end of the manager's room to recuperate.