After becoming the personal model of the boss

He Xiancheng looked past He Zhouyi and looked straight at Zhou Shangan behind He Zhouyi.

Zhou Shang'an didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol, or because he was suddenly bumped into an embarrassing scene, his cheeks were flushed and hot, and even the tips of his ears turned red.He leaned sideways, hiding behind He Zhouyi, not even the company commander, he dared to take a look.

He Xiancheng stared at Zhou Shang'an, and slowly clenched the hands beside him. For a moment, the hair in his throat was choked up, and the eagerness just now turned into anger and grief, which almost broke through his reason.

He Xiancheng stepped forward and stretched out his hand, trying to grab Zhou Shangan's shoulder.

He Zhou took a quick step and grabbed He Xiancheng's wrist.

He Xiancheng turned his gaze to He Zhouyi.

He Xiancheng looked at him with the same hostility as He Xiancheng.

It was the first time for He Zhouyi to show his hostility so nakedly.

The company commander just recovered from the scene where He Zhou kissed Zhou Shang'an, and turned to look at the scene in front of him, and was taken aback again.

He stared blankly at Zhou Shang'an, and something in his mind collapsed with a bang.

Is He Zhouyi serious?

The company commander didn't have time to think about it, the two in front of him were already entangled.

I don't know which one of He Xiancheng and Hezhou made the first move. The company commander and Zhou Shang'an were in a daze, and the two of them had already fought together.

He Zhouyi squeezed He Xiancheng's wrist, clenched his left hand into a fist, and threw it at He Xiancheng's abdomen. He Xiancheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he grabbed He Zhouyi's hand that hit him hard, and then turned He Zhouyi's wrist with force.

Zhou Shang'an was startled suddenly, his mind went blank.

He hurriedly followed the company commander forward.

The company commander held He Xiancheng, and Zhou Shangan held He Zhouyi.

He Zhouyi grew up in the army, with a solid body and good skills.

He Xiancheng is not bad either, he has been exercising for a long time and has everything he should have.

The two fought together, and it was difficult to tell who was up and who was up.

Zhou Shang'an was in a hurry, his strength was not as strong as He Zhouyi's.

Zhou Shangan had no choice but to rush behind He Zhouyi, hugged He Zhouyi's waist tightly, and shouted: "Stop beating! That's enough!" Fight together.

But in fact, he couldn't stand it. During this period, whoever stopped first would be beaten.

Zhou Shang'an yelled a few words but did not stop him, so he raised his head, glared at He Xiancheng, and shouted: "Enough! Stop it!"

He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shang'an when he heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and the fist that was about to hit He Zhou's face stopped abruptly.

He Zhou blocked He Xiancheng's hand, but couldn't control his strength, and fell straight down, hitting He Xiancheng's mandible.

Only the muffled sound of bones colliding against each other was heard, and the entire corridor suddenly fell silent.

Zhou Shang'an was startled, he was still hugging He Zhouyi's waist, and looked at He Xiancheng without blinking.

He Zhouyi didn't seem to have expected this scene either, he immediately withdrew his hand.

He Xiancheng frowned, and painfully let go of He Zhouyi's hand, then raised his hand and touched his chin.

Not to mention [-]% of the strength of Hezhou's punch, in the situation just now, [-]% to [-]% of the strength was also there.

Zhou Shangan naturally saw it too. His body reacted faster than his brain, so he quickly let go of He Zhouyi and ran towards He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng leaned his back on the handrail in the corridor, with his palm resting on his chin.

In the corridor, the light from the lighting was not very bright, and when it hit He Xiancheng's face, it was a bit dim and dull.

When Zhou Shangan walked in front of He Xiancheng, blood was already oozing from the corner of He Xiancheng's mouth.

He was stunned for a moment, his heart paused for a moment, he grabbed He Xiancheng's hand and wanted to take it away to see the wound on He Xiancheng's face.

He Xiancheng didn't move his hand pressing his cheek, and the pain just now disappeared from his eyes.

He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shang'an with deep eyes.

When their eyes met, Zhou Shang'an was startled, and immediately let go of He Xiancheng's hand.

Zhou Shangan withdrew his hand and took a step back.

He Xiancheng opened his mouth, and pulled the wound on his cheek, causing him to frown in pain.

He Xiancheng's voice was hoarse, and he shouted: "Shang'an..."

Looking at He Xiancheng's painful expression, Zhou Shang'an's heart sank, and he tried hard to restrain the urge to go forward.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, took a deep breath, and then looked at He Xiancheng again.

Zhou Shang'an opened his mouth, and after a while, he said, "Go and see a doctor."

Pain flashed in He Xiancheng's eyes, he suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Zhou Shang'an's arm.

He Xiancheng's palm was strong, like iron tongs, holding Zhou Shang'an's forearm.

Zhou Shang'an's heart seemed to be severely strangled, his breathing was stagnant, and he looked down at He Xiancheng's hand.

Suddenly, another hand was placed on He Xiancheng's.

The back of He Zhouyi's hand was bruised. When Zhou Shangan saw the injury on the back of He Zhouyi's hand, he was taken aback for a moment, and then widened his eyes.

He looked at He Zhouyi in surprise.

He Zhou stared straight at He Xiancheng.

Zhou Shang'an was about to speak, but He Zhou said to He Xiancheng first, "Let go."

He Zhou's voice was deep and cold, with a warning tone, very unfriendly.

The company commander just barely grabbed He Xiancheng, seeing that the anger between the two was about to explode again, he hurried forward, glared at He Zhouyi, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Zhouyi!"

He Zhou glanced at the company commander, then at He Xiancheng, and said coldly, "Let go first."

Zhou Shangan frowned, he moved the hand tightly held by He Xiancheng, turned his head to look at He Zhouyi, and persuaded in a low voice: "Brother Zhou, it's okay, I'm fine."

As soon as He Zhou heard the words, he looked at Zhou Shang'an. The moment he looked at Zhou Shang'an, his eyes suddenly softened.

He Zhouyi had no expression on his face, and asked calmly, "Do you want to chat with him?"

Zhou Shang'an's eyes froze for a moment, and he glanced at He Xiancheng when he heard the words.

He Xiancheng's eyes were gloomy, and when he looked at Zhou Shang'an, his eyes were full of painful emotions.

He frowned slightly, shook Zhou Shang'an's hand, and shouted again: "Shang'an..."

Zhou Shangan didn't speak, lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and suddenly put his other hand on the back of He Xiancheng's hand, exerting a little force.

He Xiancheng was stunned for a moment, he looked at Zhou Shang'an, with a flash of anticipation in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Shang'an grabbed He Xiancheng's hand tightly.

He took He Xiancheng away, and then let go.

Zhou Shangan withdrew his hand, and when he looked at He Xiancheng again, his gaze regained his calm.

His voice was not loud, but he said calmly, let's go. "

He Xiancheng's eyes became anxious, and he opened his mouth quickly, pulling at the wound on his cheek, frowning in pain, but still said: "Shang'an, can we have a good chat?"

Zhou Shang'an looked at He Xiancheng, but didn't speak.

He Xiancheng wanted to go forward, but was blocked by He Zhou.

He Xiancheng glanced at He Zhou, withdrew his hand, and continued: "Shang'an, let's chat, just for a moment, you can talk to me..."

Zhou Shangan took a deep breath.

The company commander stood aside in silence.

He Zhouyi's arm was painted.

Both of them were probably badly hurt.

This is not what Zhou Shang'an wants to see.

For a moment, Zhou Shang'an felt a deep exhaustion welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He really felt sorry for He Xiancheng.

That kind of heartache was something he couldn't control, and when he saw He Xiancheng suffering, the pain suddenly gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

But at this moment, the deep sense of exhaustion made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Zhou Shang'an thought that when he liked He Xiancheng, he often endured the exhaustion of chasing He Xiancheng's footsteps.

Up to now, he has chosen to give up, but he is still tightly entangled by this powerlessness and discomfort.

He is really tired.

Zhou Shangan's eyes swept across the company commander, He Zhouyi, and finally stopped on He Xiancheng.

Zhou Shangan opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak.

After a while, Zhou Shang'an's voice was hoarse, and he said, "Brother..."

He Xiancheng's eyes trembled suddenly, and he looked at Zhou Shang'an.

It's been a long time since Zhou Shang'an called him that.

Zhou Shang'an said: "Brother, we..."

He paused, then turned to say: "Don't come to me in the future..."

He Xiancheng's eyelashes trembled, and he looked at Zhou Shang'an in disbelief.

Zhou Shang settled down, he looked at He Xiancheng, his eyes were a little wet, his voice was choked up, "Forget me...please..."

He Xiancheng frowned, couldn't control it anymore, and shouted: "Shang'an! Do you know what you're talking about?"

He Xiancheng wanted to get close to Zhou Shangan, wanted to hug Zhou Shangan.

Zhou Shang'an didn't wait for He Zhou to stop He Xiancheng, and stepped back to avoid He Xiancheng.

When Zhou Shangan said these words, it was as if a piece of flesh had been ripped out of his heart.

It wasn't until now that he suddenly understood why they liked each other but couldn't be together.

Zhou Shangan was stunned for a moment, did they like each other, did He Xiancheng like him, and what was the purpose of coming to him again.

He no longer wanted to guess what He Xiancheng was thinking.

He is very tired.

It doesn't matter whether you like it or not.

Zhou Shang'an just felt tired, and his heart was going to explode from the prolonged exhaustion.

Zhou Shang'an raised his head, looked at He Xiancheng, and said calmly, "Brother, let me go."

He Xiancheng's eyes trembled, he withdrew his hand, his eyes trembled, "Shang'an..."

He Xiancheng's voice was hoarse, his eyes were slightly closed, and the blood on the corner of his mouth made him look a little embarrassed.

Before He Xiancheng finished speaking, Zhou Shangan turned his head, looked at He Zhouyi who was beside him, and said, "Brother Zhou, let's go."

When He Zhou heard the sound, he said "hmm".

Zhou Shangan turned around and greeted the company commander, "Company commander, let's go first, you should rest early."

The company commander stared at Zhou Shang'an in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking at the moment.

He Xiancheng did not chase after him.

He took a step forward, then paused again.

It wasn't until He Zhouyi's back was about to disappear at the corner of the stairs that the company commander seemed to remember something, and suddenly came back to his senses, and shouted at He Zhouyi: "He Zhouyi! Come to my office tomorrow morning!"

He Zhouyi's calm voice came, mixed with some imperceptible joy, "Got it."

As soon as he walked into the stairwell, Zhou Shang'an's strength seemed to be drained suddenly.

He leaned back against the wall.

He Zhou frowned as soon as he looked at Zhou Shang'an.

Zhou Shangan's face was a little pale.

He Zhou pulled Zhou Shangan's arm one by one, letting him lean on his chest. He hugged Zhou Shangan's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Cry if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold back."

Zhou Shang'an was startled when he heard the words, the tears in his eyes could not stop gushing out.