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

Seeing Zhang Zucong's cold face, Bai Jin quickly got up and hung on Zhang Zucong's body, smiling and said, "Choose you!"

Zhang Zucong was satisfied.

Then for the next day, Bai Jinyi spent the rest of the day with Zhang Zu, except for the online classes.

When Zhang Zucong was dealing with official business, he sat by and watched, doing nothing.

Bai Jinyi didn't know why Zhang Zucong came to the United States. He didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Maybe take him back?

Thinking about it this way, the matter of being mistaken for Ni Hong last night was a little more balanced.

Bai Jin glanced at Zhang Zucong who was frowning looking for water, picked up his water glass and put it over.

Zhang Zucong froze for a moment, but did not move.

Bai Jin turned the face she had drunk to herself, and said, "It's fine."

After finishing speaking, go to do your homework.

Zhang Zucong raised his eyes to look at Bai Jinyi, and calmly pointed the side of Bai Jinyi's drink to himself and drank it.

Never in the past 30 years did he imagine that one day he would do these little tricks and be ashamed of them.

In the evening, Bai Jinyi still came in with his pillow in his arms and said he was rubbing against the computer. Zhang Zucong knew Bai Jinyi's purpose and didn't point it out. Instead, he still felt a sense of satisfaction when someone handed him a pillow when he wanted to sleep.

Then this sense of satisfaction didn't last long, and he realized what it meant to be self-inflicted.

Bai Jinyi was in his arms, sleeping soundly, with warm breath on his neck.

Zhang Zucong pinched the back of Bai Jinyi's neck with his hands, and the skin touched by his fingertips was as delicate and soft as a girl's.

The hand on the back of the neck slowly moved down, stroked Bai Jinyi's waistline, opened the corner of his clothes and stretched his hand in.

Bai Jinyi's faint milky scent was on the tip of his nose, Zhang Zucong moved back slightly, his deep dark eyes looked at Bai Jinyi's small face squeezed because of sleeping on his side and his slightly parted red lips, his throat felt dry for a while.

Zhang Zucong's palm stroked from the back to the back, and Bai Jinyi straightened up slightly when he touched the shoulder blades.

Zhang Zucong's eyes darkened, he pulled out his hand abruptly, lifted Bai Jinyi's chin and pressed his lips against it.

It was a kiss full of aggression.

What he touched was Bai Jinyi's breath, which made him feel excited.

Both body and mind clamored to occupy Bai Jinyi, making him cry and beg for mercy under her body.

Gradually, Zhang Zucong's subordinates became more serious.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Jinyi groaned in pain, which brought Zhang Zucong back from his thoughts.

Zhang Qucong stood up abruptly, his eye circles were flushed with desire, looking at Bai Jinyi's clean and pure side face, his expression twisted for a moment.

He wanted to force Bai Jinyi just like that, but he knew that if he really wanted to, he might cry when he woke up.

Zhang Zucong felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart when he thought that those eyes would be filled with tears.

He took a deep breath, went to the balcony to press the gun alone with a livid face.

He can't stay here any longer, he might do something outrageous if he stays any longer, and it's impossible not to be discovered by Bai Jinyi every time.

Bai Jinyi probably couldn't imagine that the uncle he had always respected had such nasty thoughts about him.

Zhang Zucong laughed at himself, just thinking about it made him feel sad for Bai Jinyi.

Zhang Zucong just sat on the balcony all night, unable to sleep at all.

His whole state now is like an energetic teenager in his seventeenth or eighteenth year. He can't control himself when he sees someone he misses.

When Bai Jin woke up, his surroundings were icy cold. Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, he froze, why did he get up so early?

He moved, and froze when he felt the wetness under his body, and the blood all over his body rushed straight to his forehead.

He was about to go back to his room to change his pants, but the sound of the water stopped, and Zhang Zucong came out.

Sitting on the bed, Bai Jin didn't move or move.

Boys' mornings are always awkward and awkward.

As soon as Zhang Zucong came out, he saw Bai Jinyi sitting on the bed, looking like he was about to cry. If it wasn't for his blushing face, he would have thought that Bai Jinyi hadn't slept at all last night.

Zhang Zucong looked away, walked over to blow his hair and saw Bai Jinyi still motionless from the corner of his eye, he said, "What's wrong?"

Bai Jin blushed so much that he could bleed, the last time this happened was half a year ago.

Zhang Zucong helped him.

"fine……"

Zhang Zucong paused, he was not stupid, how could he not hear Bai Jinyi's obviously desire voice.

He turned his head to look at Bai Jinyi, admiring him like masochistic.

Seeing the blush on Bai Jin's neck, he said in a hoarse voice, "Did you have a dream?"

Bai Jin froze and didn't speak.

It was indeed a dream, Zhang Zucong in the dream was domineering but full of charm.

The most straightforward love of a man is desire-desire, regardless of age, the physiological reaction is the most blatant love between Bai Jin and Zhang Zucong.

"Who did you dream about?" Zhang Zucong said casually.

Bai Jinyi still didn't speak.

Zhang Zucong, however, seemed to be bullying others to the end, raised his voice slightly, and said unrelentingly: "Huh?"

Why couldn't Bai Jinyi hear the teasing in Zhang Zucong's words, he gritted his teeth, threw off the quilt, and shouted with a blushing face, "Billy Herrington!"

Zhang Zucong paused, who?

After Bai Jin ran away angrily, Zhang Zucong took a look at Baidu, and saw the man's bulging muscles on the phone, his face turned livid.

It can't be seen that Bai Jin has a strong taste.

After putting down the phone, he patted his chest muscles, thinking: Do you want to stop practicing?

Zhang Zucong's ridicule is ridicule, but he can't continue to stay in the United States.

Now he has no way to hide his emotions well.

It would be bad if I couldn't control the child.

Immediately booked a plane ticket for the afternoon and packed up my things.

When Bai Jin came over again, he saw Zhang Zucong packing up, so he turned around and went back to pack his things.

He felt that as long as he packed it up, even if Zhang Zucong didn't say that he would go back with him.

Straight man, good face, he understands.

However, when Bai Jin packed up and walked into the living room, Zhang Zucong frowned and asked him, "Where are you going?"

Bai Jinyi's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "I'm going back to my country... Didn't you come to pick me up?"

"You have a good idea," Zhang Qucong glanced at him, mouth full of gunfire, wanting to explain his kiss that night, "I just came here to relax after arguing with your Auntie Ni Hong."

Bai Jinyi froze in place, although he had already guessed that they might get back together that night, but now hearing it from Zhang Zucong's mouth, it was still a heart-piercing pain.

Judging from Zhang Zucong's reaction to breaking up immediately after his leg was burned, he felt that he was important enough.

At least more important than Ni Hong.

But it seems that this is nothing more than that, they will still reconcile.

Did Zhang Zucong love Ni Hong too much or did he not do enough?

There was a moment of darkness in Bai Jinyi's eyes, or could it be that he was too light in his heart?

It was so light that he couldn't let him watch it specially, but it was just a incidental incident of arguing with Ni Hong.

"Is that so..." Bai Jinyi's voice was a little fragile, and he couldn't even laugh.

That's right, it's been four months since the other party hasn't called or cared, so why did he come suddenly?

The most reasonable explanation is to relax after a fight with Ni Hong.

Bai Jinyi's face was pale, what was he expecting from the beginning?

But even so, Bai Jinyi still begged, "Uncle Cong, just take me back. I'll come back after I celebrate your birthday."

Zhang Zucong originally wanted to hide from Bai Jinyi, so why would he? His birthday is only a short month away, so he can't guarantee whether he can adjust his mentality properly, and refused: "I don't need you for your birthday. Are you still afraid that I will be cold?"

After finishing speaking, he was still afraid that Bai Jin would die and stubbornly follow him back to the country, and then threatened: "You are not allowed to secretly come back and turn on the light bulb for me, and you will stay in the United States for the rest of your life!"

Zhang Zucong thought that his words were very good, but every single word made Bai Jinyi's pain worse.

He didn't know what to say anymore, he felt that if he said a word, he was just giving Zhang Zucong a place to insert his unintentional knife.

Zhang Zucong saw that Bai Jinyi left the hair to himself again, pursed his lips, rubbed Bai Jinyi's hair with his slender fingers, and said softly: "Whenever you behave well, I will let you go back to China."

Bai Jin nodded.

Just as he was talking, Edward came over, bowed slightly, and said, "Master Bai, a Mr. Kosas is looking for you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zucong's face turned dark.

As soon as Bai Jin put down her schoolbag, she was about to go out, but Zhang Zucong grabbed her and said to Edward, "Go and tell him that Young Master Bai will not be able to go out with him in the future due to his health."

Bai Jin froze suddenly, raised his head and looked at Zhang Zucong in astonishment, and said in a low voice, "Why?"

Seeing Bai Jin's dissatisfaction and loss in his eyes, Zhang Zucong felt a sudden block in his heart.

Why?Of course it was because of jealousy.

That kid kept hugging and kissing Bai Jin, even beating someone himself was fine, why not.

"I don't like him, he's a gangster," Zhang Zucong said in a low voice, "I'll let the butler supervise you. If the butler sees you going out with him or looking for him, you're finished."

Seeing that Bai Jinyi pursed his lips and remained silent, Zhang Zucong frowned: "Did you hear that?"

Now the only pastime when I can't see Zhang Zucong is gone.

Bai Jin glanced at the window and made a phone call, then turned around depressed and walked away, then retracted his gaze, his voice trembling out of tune: "I heard Zhang Zucong looking at him like this, and I'm getting more and more unhappy, why don't you let him To make him feel so uncomfortable?

He sat back on the sofa, raised his wrist to take a look, and said, "Don't like you, Mr. Lin, if you have moved on so quickly?"

Bai Jinyi pursed his lips and refused to speak. Zhang Zucong's intestines writhed as he watched, and he grabbed Bai Jinyi.

He reached out and touched Bai Jinyi's ear, narrowed his eyes and said, "You liked Song Yaya at first, and then you fell in love with someone else's boyfriend who told me that you didn't like Song Yaya just lied to me, signed an agreement with Lin Heng, and now hooked up with another foreign devil."

The more Zhang Zucong said, the colder his voice became: "If you weren't my nephew, I would have slapped you a few times ago. From today on, get rid of your rotten habits of love and lying."

As soon as Bai Jin heard this, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Zucong, with a hoarse voice: "Then smoke it, I'm not your real nephew anyway."

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