Haunted by a super flirtatious little milk dog

So far, the mystery has been revealed.

Bentong didn't dare to think about how scared and helpless 8-year-old Xiao Gongcheng was in the water. It seemed that just thinking about it would make his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

That year, Bentong was 11 years old, and he was as comfortable as a mermaid in the water.Wen Dong couldn't help thinking, if I was here at that time, I would definitely jump into the water first and pull Gong Cheng out.

But he didn't say these words, he just stood up and stretched out his slender arms to embrace Gong Cheng into his arms.

"Okay," Wen Dong lowered his head and kissed Gong Cheng's hair, "It's all over, don't be afraid, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid of water anymore. Never have to be afraid."

Gong Cheng's body trembled a little, he let Ben Dongjiu hug and kiss him in a daze, he buried his head on Ben Tongjiu's chest, greedily smelling the fresh and delicate fragrance from the other person just after taking a shower .After a while, he raised his hands tremblingly, wrapped his arms around Ben Dongjiu's waist, and hugged Ben Dongjiu back with the same strength and firmness.

The gentle yellow light spots of the restaurant sprinkled on the two people, one was sitting on a bench with long legs, and the other was kissing each other's hair with his head down.Ben Dong's hair on his forehead hangs down naturally, and is connected with Gong Cheng's hair on top of his head. A human being is like hair, with breath intertwined and limbs intertwined.

"Brother Wen," Gong Chengwei raised his head, looking affectionately into Wen Dongjiu's eyes, "kiss me, and I won't be afraid anymore."

Starting to act coquettishly again, Ben Dong thought to himself, it seems that he is in a better mood.

As a result, Wen Dong's mood became better, he smiled with the corners of his eyes crooked, and kissed Gong Cheng's forehead dotingly.

"No, no, no! Not here!" Gong Cheng protested like a child.

"Then where do you want?" Wen Dong pretended to be stupid on purpose.

Gong Cheng narrowed his eyes, his greedy gaze swept over Ben Dongjiu's eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips, and finally fixed on Ben Dongjiu's reddish lips without hesitation.

"I think it's the best place here."

As Gong Cheng said, he exerted a little strength with both hands, and pressed Wen Dongjiu's lower back to bring him down, and then greeted him with passionate and restless lips.

The two of them lingered in the restaurant for a while, and in the end Ben Dong was really a little scared, and even threatened and begged Gong Cheng to let him go.

After all, he had been soaking in the swimming pool in the afternoon, and when he returned to Gong Cheng's house, he was ordered to do it for several hours. After finally having a meal in the evening, he was also saddened by the incident of Gong Cheng falling into the water when he was a child.

After a good weekend, the body and mind have been stimulated like never before, and Bentong really feels a little tired.

"Gong Cheng, I'm really sleepy, let me go to bed, okay?"

Wen Dong was hugged by Gong Cheng and sat on the couch in the living room. He rested his head on Gong Cheng's shoulder, and the weight of his entire upper body was on Gong Cheng.

Gong Cheng let Wen Dong lean on him, and he even adjusted his posture so that Ben Dong could lean on him more comfortably.

"Okay." Gong Cheng arched Wen Dongjiu's side face affectionately with his chin, "Brother Wen is so delicious, I can't help but want to eat two more bites."

Gong Cheng's body is very soft, his breath smells good, his arms are gentle, and his tone of voice is soothing.Wen Dong was lying in Gong Cheng's arms, only feeling more and more comfortable. He unconsciously closed his eyes, feeling drowsy.

Gong Cheng kissed Wen Dongjiu's hair pitifully, and said softly, "Brother Wen, I'll carry you upstairs to sleep."

Bentong seemed to be falling asleep, but he still seemed to be conscious.He murmured, "I'll go up by myself."

Gong Cheng didn't answer, but put his arms around Wen Dongjiu's shoulders with his body, and wrapped his hand around the bend of his knees, and hugged Wen Dongjiu horizontally.

Ben Dong was not used to being hugged like this, his body twisted awkwardly, and his consciousness began to recover.He opened his eyes and said, "I'll go by myself, let me down."

Gong Cheng kissed Wen Dongjiu's forehead with a smile, and coaxed him: "My man is sleepy, I want to carry him to sleep. Shh... go to sleep, dear baby."

Wen Dong wanted to struggle to get off the ground, but Gong Cheng's embrace was too gentle and strong, and he could hold him, a 180-degree man, effortlessly.This feeling of being pampered and cared for is so wonderful, so good that Bentong is reluctant to let go, so good that I just want to hold it tightly and never let go for the rest of my life.

So, Wen Dong wrapped his hands around Gong Cheng's neck more closely, buried his head in the socket of Gong Cheng's shoulders, and said softly, "Okay."

After all, Wen Dong was extremely sleepy and tired, and when Gong Cheng carried him to the big bed in the bedroom on the second floor, he had already fallen asleep.

Gong Cheng put Bentong on the bed very gently and carefully, covered it with a blanket, then stretched out a finger to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, bent down, and placed an extremely affectionate kiss on his forehead .

After that, Gong Cheng got up quietly, turned off the light in the bedroom, and went to the first floor with his mobile phone.He opened the door of the dining room and stepped into the small garden.

The hot and humid wind blows in the summer night, blowing the clear water in the pool.

Gong Cheng frowned and stared at the swimming pool silently for a while, then called Uncle Jiang.

"Young Master Gong."

Even though it was late at night, Uncle Jiang had been at Gong's house for so many years, and he was used to receiving calls from people surnamed Gong at any time.

"Uncle Jiang, what happened to the matter I asked you to check last time?"

What Gong Cheng said was to ask Uncle Jiang to investigate the matter of He Zihuai's biological parents.

"I also just received the news this evening," Uncle Jiang replied, "Things may be a little unexpected, and I am preparing to report to you tomorrow morning."

Gong Cheng's brows tightened even more, and he asked, "How unexpected is it?"

Uncle Jiang on the other end of the phone was silent for several seconds, before he thought about his words and said: "In short, according to the clues I have found so far, everything is right with what Mr. He and Assistant He have been saying all this time. Up."

Even though Gong Cheng had done a long time of mental preparation and psychological construction before this, when he actually heard this from Uncle Jiang, he still felt that his breathing was stagnant.

"9 o'clock tomorrow morning, my office."

"Ok."

After closing the line, Gong Cheng stood alone by the pool for more than ten minutes, until the scorching temperature forced his body to sweat before returning to the room.

Gong Cheng was afraid of disturbing Ben Dongjiu who was sleeping, so he took a shower in the bathroom on the first floor, then quietly went to the bedroom on the second floor, and lay down beside Ben Dongjiu.

Ben Dongjiu was lying on his side at this time, sleeping soundly, Gong Cheng hugged Wendongjiu from behind, kissed the back of Wendongjiu's head, and said softly: "Good night, my love."

When Bentong woke up the next day, Gong Cheng had already prepared breakfast downstairs.

Wen Dong was still wearing the dark green nightgown. When he went downstairs, he saw that Gong Cheng was already serving breakfast in the kitchen in his shirt and trousers.

Gong Cheng's shirt cuffs were rolled up to his forearms, revealing his slender and strong arms. He raised his head and smiled brightly at Wen Dong: "Brother Wen, you're awake, come and have breakfast."

"Why do you get up so early?"

"The company has something to do, I want to go there." Gong Cheng said, raising his wrist to look at his watch, "I wanted to have breakfast with you, but now it's too late, the driver has been waiting for me outside for a long time. "

While talking, Gong Cheng put down the rolled up cuffs of his shirt with his slender fingers.

"I'm leaving. You can eat. Call me if you have anything to do. I'll be back around noon." Gong Cheng said, walked over and kissed the corner of Wen Dongjiu's brow lightly, "I'll send my assistant's phone number Send it to you, if you are thirsty or hungry and have any requests, you can find him.”

Bentong is used to being independent, and he doesn't know how to order people around, so he said, "Go ahead and do some work. I'll go to the supermarket to buy some food. When you come back at noon, let's have shabu-shabu, okay?"

Gong Cheng remembered the first meal they had together, which was hot pot.So he smiled and said, "Okay, drive slowly on the road."

At 9:[-], in Gongcheng's office.

Gong Cheng and Uncle Jiang sat opposite each other on the sofa, and there was a thick stack of materials on the coffee table, including photos, documents, and handwritten notes.

While flipping through the materials, Gong Cheng signaled Uncle Jiang to continue talking.

"Because it's at Mr. He's hometown, in order not to leak the news, our people have spent a lot of energy and financial resources to take care of everything."

"According to the results of our investigation, Mr. He said that He Zihuai's biological parents had other people, and both of them had passed away for a long time, so the time can barely be matched. But this couple is not without other children. According to our Investigation, they have two daughters in front of them."

When Uncle Jiang said this, the information in Gong Cheng's hand happened to turn to the photos of two women in their early 20s.

"Yes, these two girls, probably because they wanted a son, these two girls were sent away after a short time, but they are all nearby villages, not too far away. According to the two who adopted the girls The family said the couple ultimately failed to have a son and both died."

Gong Cheng's eyes lingered on these two photos for a long time before he said, "So, He Zihuai's biological parents are other people."

"It should be," Uncle Jiang nodded, "The grandmother of He Zihuai that Mr. He said back then has passed away, but our people learned from the side that He Zihuai didn't live with the old lady since he was a child, he was about 6 or 7 years old. The time passed."

At the age of 7, He Zihuai was brought into the palace for the first time.

Gong Cheng tightened his fingers holding the documents, and he asked, "Can you find He Zihuai's birth certificate?"

Uncle Jiang shook his head: "We have checked all the large and small hospitals, clinics, and even midwives near Mr. He's hometown that are capable of delivering babies, but there are no relevant records. The household registration police station also sent people to check, and it was still the same. No audio."

Gong Cheng flipped through the documents page by page. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Uncle Jiang, and said, "Uncle Jiang, I need you to do me a favor."

Gong Cheng's gaze was firm and decisive, Uncle Jiang felt uneasy for some reason.

"Young Master Gong can tell you anything, it's just..."

Uncle Jiang probably guessed what Gong Cheng wanted to ask for help, and he wanted to say something to comfort him, but Gong Cheng had made up his mind, so he waved his hand and interrupted Uncle Jiang's words.

"Help me find a way," Gong Cheng said, "Get He Zihuai's DNA."