I fell for it after hanging out with scum

Jiang Qiao smiled, "It's rare for me to cook, so you must save face and eat more."

Only then did Qin Shang understand that Jiang Qiao's sudden cooking was for him.

However, at this time, Qin Shang was even more nervous about the phone call.

The butler handed over the microphone: "It's Mr. Tao..."

Fang Zhongjing took it, said a few words on the other end, his eyes sank, and his cold eyes suddenly glanced at Qin Shang beside him.

Qin pretended to be calm, but his palms were filled with cold sweat.

Fang Zhongjing smiled but not: "Of course, I will convey it for you."

The phone hung up, and the air pressure in the living room suddenly dropped.

Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Qiao said, "Brother Jing..."

Fang Zhongjing interrupted: "You go upstairs first..."

Jiang Qiao had a hunch that something was wrong. He glanced at Qin Shang, then at the dishes on the table, sneered secretly, and turned to go upstairs.

There were only the two of them left in the huge living room.

Fang Zhongjing walked to the dining table, looked at the dishes on the table, and couldn't hear the emotion in his words: "Are you going to apply for the Xiang family's nurse?"

Qin Shang didn't speak, it was his tacit consent.

Fang Zhongjing asked, "When did it happen?"

Qin Shang said honestly: "This afternoon..."

Fang Zhongjing smiled gently, "What I told you before going out, have you forgotten so soon?"

Qin Shang explained in a low voice: "The wages paid by the Xiang family are very high."

Fang Zhongjing raised his hand and caressed Qin Shang's fair neck, "No matter how much money you earn, do you have a life to spend?"

Qin Shang hung his head and added: "It can pass the time."

An imperceptible sarcasm floated on Fang Zhongjing's face, "To pass the time?"

Qin Shang nodded slightly.

Fang Zhongjing approached and smiled dangerously, "Then let me find something to pass the time for you, okay?"

Qin Shang's heart skipped a beat, and he had an unexpected bad premonition.

Fang Zhongjing took off his watch and slowly rolled up his sleeves: "Take off your pants..."

Qin Shang was breathing tremblingly, shook his head, and couldn't help stepping back.

Fang Zhongjing raised his head and stared at Qin Shang, "Take off..."

Qin Shang bit his lips tightly, and after a long time, he untied the waist of his trousers with trembling hands, and the trousers slid down to his calves.

He knew very well that if Fang Zhongjing didn't let Fang Zhongjing make such a fuss today, there would be absolutely no discussion about going to Xiang's house by himself.

Fang Zhongjing stretched out his hand and stroked Qin Shang's goose bumps from the cold, "Sure enough, I shouldn't let you go out in a soft heart."

Fang Zhongjing pushed Qin Shang down on the dining table, and stepped straight in.

Qin Shang let out a painful whimper from his throat, biting his fist in pain.

"Uneasy child." Fang Zhongjing said, "Only if you stay at home, you won't cause me these troubles."

Qin Shang was like a flower that was shattered in a typhoon, almost folded in Fang Zhongjing's deadly movements.

Fang Zhongjing smiled softly: "I don't even listen to what I say. It seems that I can't restrain you and want to be disciplined by another man?"

Qin Shang shook his head desperately, sweat dripped from his cheeks and dripped onto the table.

Fang Zhongjing saw the scar on Qin Shang's right hand, and said meaningfully: "Tell me, if this hand is useless, will the Xiang family still want you as an escort?"

The top of Qin Shang's head was like a basin of ice water, he resisted violently, and Fang Zhongjing pressed him firmly on the table.

Fang Zhongjing smiled: "Don't be afraid, I was just joking."

Qin Shang took a cry, "Please, I'm going to Xiang's house, I must be obedient and not cause trouble."

Fang Zhongjing covered Qin Shang's mouth from behind, hissed very softly, accelerated his speed, and climbed to the top amidst his miserable panting.

When the sky completely darkened, the table stopped shaking.

Qin Shang was lying on the dining table like a puddle of water. This time he was very stubborn and insisted on going to work. No matter how Fang Zhongjing played, there was only this sentence under him.

Qin Shang was pulled by his hair and forced to turn to Fang Zhongjing.

Fang Zhongjing stared at Qin Shang's pale face, and after a while, he said, "Do you really want to go to Xiang's house as an escort?"

Qin Shang half opened his eyes wet with sweat, and nodded.

"Okay..." Fang Zhongjing stretched out his hand and pushed the five extremely spicy home-cooked dishes in front of Qin Shang, "Finish these, and I'll let you go."