If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

Zhang Zucong opened his teeth with his hands, and seeing that his lips had been bitten, he pursed his lips tightly, and said after a while, "Does it hurt?"

Bai Jinyi was originally silent because begging for mercy was useless, but this time he nodded when asked, and immediately buried himself in Zhang Zucong's neck and sobbed aggrievedly: "I...I apologize You, you still beat me..." "Have you got a long memory?" Zhang Zucong said, "How long have you known each other? I'm going to live with him."

Bai Jinyi buried his head and sobbed without speaking.

Zhang Zucong comforted him carefully for a while, but unexpectedly he had already fallen asleep, his small face was wrinkled and his lips were tightly pursed, it could be seen that he was not sleeping peacefully.The person in his arms was very soft, and the smell of the perfume he sprayed in the morning faded when he got closer, and he could only smell his unique milky fragrance.

Zhang Zucong pinched the nape of his neck, his heart softened, and he gently put him on the back seat and covered him with a blanket.

When they got home, the butler was still waiting for them, and when he saw Bai Jinyi being carried in, he was taken aback, his eyes were a little strange, but he quickly disappeared. "Go get some Yunnan Baiyao." Zhang Zucong ordered the housekeeper.

Zhang Zucong carried Bai Jinyi back to his room and put him on the bed, and took off Bai Jinyi until he was only wearing a pair of shorts.

The indoor temperature was very comfortable, Bai Jinyi curled up slightly but did not wake up.

Zhang Zucong stretched the person out on the bed, and was about to light a cigarette while hugging his hands, when he saw Bai Jinyi's upturned buttocks because he was lying on his stomach.

The action of applying the medicine stopped instantly, and his eyes slowly turned upwards. Bai Jinyi's waist is very good, and his skin is so white that it even reflects the light.

Bai Jinyi looks very thin when he wears clothes on weekdays, and he doesn't seem so weak when he takes off his clothes.

I don't know if it's because of practicing Sanda, but there are vaguely muscular lines on the back, and the lines are very smooth and beautiful.

Zhang Zucong's throat was dry for a while, and he quickly lifted the quilt to cover him.

Taking a deep breath, he saw the butler standing at the door holding a tray of medicine.

Zhang Zucong stood up and gave up his seat to the housekeeper: "Come and give Young Master Bai some medicine."

The butler nodded and asked, "Where is Young Master Bai injured?"

Zhang Zucong didn't even think about it: "Ass."

The housekeeper couldn't believe it, and confirmed it once: "Ass?"

Zhang Zucong didn't blush at first, but when he saw this with the disapproving eyes of the housekeeper, he became inexplicably guilty: "Just... beat him."

"How can this be done?" the butler said as he lifted the quilt, "Fifth Master, you have to find the right person to lose your temper. How can you vent your anger on Young Master Bai?" If the butler hadn't been with him for 20 years and watched him grow up When the fifth young master became the fifth master, Zhang Zucong beat him up, his face was so dark: "Which eye saw me lose my temper?"

The housekeeper looked at Bai Jinyi and then at Zhang Zucong, seeing it with both eyes.

The butler didn't say anything, turned around and just picked up a corner of Bai Jinyi's underwear when Zhang Zucong stopped him.

"Your actions are not serious or serious, I will do it myself."

The housekeeper was kicked out of the room, and Zhang Zucong took off Bai Jinyi's trousers.

The flesh in the trousers was abnormally red and swollen, and some places had already turned black. No wonder he was crying so hard.

On the second day, Bai Jinyi's butt was so serious that he couldn't walk, so he could only lie on the bed and have fun.

This lying down lasted for almost a week, during which he had both pain and happiness.

He falls asleep next to Zhang Zucong every night, and wakes up in his arms every morning.

At first he thought he rolled in, but after sleeping with him for a few days, he realized that Zhang Zucong pulled him into his arms.

And recently he found that Zhang Zucong was more patient and careful with himself, and the emotion in his eyes was gradually changing.

Bai Jinyi is very satisfied with these changes, and it seems that Zhang Zucong is not completely unaware of him.

On the seventh night, I spent another night on Zhang Zucong's bed for no good reason.

On the eighth day, all the bruises were gone, and Bai Jinyi had no reason to rub the bed anymore, so he had to get out of bed and reluctantly move back to his room.

During breakfast, Zhang Zucong endured the way Bai Jinyi obviously had something to say but didn't say anything, and kept looking this way.

After a breakfast, Bai Jinyi was still slurping his porridge, gritting his teeth: "If you fart, let it go!"

Bai Jin was stunned, lowered his head with red ears and whispered, "Uncle Cong, don't you want to hit me again?"

The servant who served beside him couldn't help laughing, Zhang Zucong raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with you?"

Bai Jinyi's ears turned red when he heard the servant's laughter: "I still want to sleep with you."

Zhang Zucong laughed, and said: "It's winter, you can move here and sleep with me." The main thing is that when he sleeps with Bai Jin, he basically sleeps until he wakes up, and the quality of sleep is very good.

Bai Jin was overjoyed one by one, ran upstairs without eating and moved the whole head over there again.

When I went downstairs again, I was stunned when I saw the people sitting in the living room, and I was not sure: "Ya Ya?"

I haven't seen her for a month, Yaya's cheeks are thin, and the dark circles under her eyes are too heavy to be ignored.

When she saw Bai Jinyi, tears fell instantly: "Lin Heng broke up with me, he said he has someone he likes..." Bai Jinyi was slightly stunned, his eyes were complicated, and he went downstairs, He picked up the toilet paper and wiped her tears: "Have you seen him?"

Song Yaya nodded, her eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was lively and charming: "I have been looking for him for a month, and he finally agreed to see me yesterday. I saw that he was much thinner and thought he still had a chance...but he told I have someone he likes..." Bai Jinyi didn't know how to comfort him, maybe this was the best explanation for a terminally ill person to a young lover.

Although he disapproves of this approach, if there is a chance, he will not allow Zhang Zucong to feel that he does not love him anywhere.

Living with the thought of not being loved is painful.

"But I don't believe it," Song Yaya said again, "You haven't seen his appearance, he really...he really has someone he likes, how could he be so emaciated like that?"

Bai Jin opened her mouth and didn't say anything. Finally, she couldn't bear to look at Song Yaya's appearance, she quietly looked away, her mood plummeted.On the other hand, Zhang Zucong had a panoramic view of the conversation and expressions of the two of them. When he saw that Bai Jin didn't mention that he had seen Lin Heng, he frowned slightly.There must be some relationship between Bai Jinyi and Lin Heng that he doesn't know about.

In the end, Song Yaya was so tired that she fell asleep and was sent back by Zhang Zucong.

Zhang Zucong looked at the man who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes blank and in a daze. He lit a cigarette and asked, "Do you know who Lin Heng likes?"

Bai Jin nodded, didn't Lin Heng like Song Yaya?

Zhang Zucong wanted to ask something else, but before he could ask Bai Jinyi, he stood up, took out his gloves and went to the sanda field.

Zhang Zucong narrowed his eyes and followed with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the spacious training ground, Bai Jinyi didn't change his clothes, only wearing a set of dark blue silk home clothes, and hit the sandbag with a "bang bang bang".

Bai Jinyi didn't know why but felt his chest was congested badly. He didn't know if it was because of Lin Heng feeling sad or Song Yaya feeling sad or both.

Zhang Zucong took a puff of cigarette, Bai Jinyi's boxing had no rules and regulations, he was obviously venting indiscriminately.

What kind of person does Lin Heng like that makes Bai Jinyi so hard to tell?

Thinking of Bai Jinyi's carefully prepared appearance before meeting Lin Heng last time, Zhang Zucong had an idea in his mind, which was quickly denied.Maybe it's just a coincidence, but I secretly keep my mind on it when I think so.

After Bai Jinyi stopped sweating profusely, Zhang Zucong covered Bai Jinyi's body with a towel, and said in a low voice, "Are you comfortable?"

Bai Jinyi lowered his head, raised his head and stretched out his hand after a while and said, "Hand hurts..." Zhang Zucong looked down, but it was just a little red and not broken.

He was in a bad mood, so he ignored him: "Yes."

Looking at Zhang Zucong's back, Bai Jin lowered his hands, pursed his lips and quickly followed him.

There is only less than a week left until the Spring Festival. Zhang Zucong seldom comes back here. He leaves the villa one after another. Only the housekeeper is still with Bai Jin. After lunch, Bai Jin sat on the window sill and watched yesterday. The snow fell at night, and I wanted to go down to play, but the housekeeper watched too closely.

"Alas..." He sighed a long time, and continued to be in a daze from boredom.

The butler looked at him and shook his head, then said: "Master Bai, Fifth Master said that he will come to accompany you tomorrow."

Bai Jinyi's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Really!"

The butler nodded with a smile.

The next day Zhang Zucong came in Bai Jinyi's eager anticipation.

Bai Jinyi happily opened the door, his smile sank slightly when he saw Ni Hong following behind Zhang Zucong.

"Uncle Cong, Aunt Ni Hong."

Ni Hong held Zhang Zucong's arm, was wearing a festive red dress, her hair was tied up with a hairpin, looked at Bai Jinyi tenderly, handed over a red envelope, and said, "Happy New Year Baibai, brother Cong said that you are not on good terms during the Spring Festival." We lived together, and I thought it would be better if we lived together with you earlier."

Bai Jin froze, clenched his fingers fiercely, kept looking at Zhang Zucong, and said, "It doesn't matter if I fail, Uncle Cong, don't worry too much."

Zhang Zucong saw that Bai Jinyi's expression was not very good, so he glanced at Ni Hong: "I forgot to make you up today on New Year's Day."

Bai Jinyi smiled, turned and entered the room.

As soon as he entered the house, Ni Hong went into the kitchen and started cooking, asking Zhang Zucong to help from time to time.

"Brother Cong, check to see if there is any fruit in the fruit bowl, if not, I will add some more for him."

Zhang Zucong looked at her a little irritably. He didn't like her aura of treating herself as the hostess. He glanced out at Bai Jin who was sitting upright and softened his eyes: "Yes."

Listening to the two singing together, Bai Jinyi sat on the sofa and was treated like a guest, his cute smile froze on his face.In the end he couldn't listen anymore, he stood up and shouted to Zhang Zucong: "Uncle Cong, I want to help Aunt Ni Hong!"

Zhang Zucong was impatient, and walked out after hearing the words: "Go."

As soon as Bai Jin walked into the kitchen, Ni Hong was still smiling but no longer enthusiastic: "Wash the ginger for me in vain."

"Okay, I'll wash it for you." Bai Jin said with a cute voice, but looked at Ni Hong with very dark eyes, and approached Ni Hong step by step.Ni Hong was shocked by his eyes, and retreated uncontrollably until she reached the desk and had no way to retreat.

Lower your voice: "What do you want to do?"

Bai Jinyi sneered, stretched out his hand and pinched Ni Hong's cheek, and said in a low voice: "You came here with Uncle Cong, didn't you? I said where did the pigskin in the supermarket go? So you posted it." face."

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[Today is a black and white punch card machine] (hahaha so strange)

Lin Heng dies tomorrow, so coming out of the closet should also be tomorrow?