Cheap Lover 【Entertainment】

Zhou Ziche sat next to Jiang Gu, and slowly loosened the material wrapped around his body.

The dark red marks on the neck and collarbone had already turned purple, and the skin was broken in a few places, with bright red blood oozing out.

"...Do you still have work tomorrow? If so, let Assistant Zhang push it back for you, and take a day off at home."

Zhou Ziche's eyelashes trembled slightly as he watched Jiang Gu apply the ointment to his fingertips, and then gently rubbed his skin.

The rough callus pressed against the wound, and he couldn't help taking a low breath of pain in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

"...It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Gu lowered his strength, remained silent for a few moments, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "When did Ah Che like lying to me so much?"

"Is it because of... the group's affairs?"

Before Zhou Ziche could deny it, he heard Jiang Gu continue calmly.

"You came to the press conference today without telling me, you just want to know the real situation of the Jiang Group, right? Since you proposed to move out, I should have thought of it."

Zhou Ziche's heart twitched suddenly, he raised his eyes, but only saw Jiang Gu's downcast eyebrows.

Still dignified and handsome, but cold as if separated by a layer of icy mist.

"No, Jiang Gu."

He tried to reach Jiang Gu's shoulder, touched it, and hooked it, but the body temperature that made him feel warm and reassuring in the past remained on the surface at this moment, not reaching the flesh and blood.

"I know that you don't tell me about the company, it's for my own good. I also know that I came to the press conference today...you misunderstood."

"But I didn't expect Lin Shiwei to come. I saw in the monitoring room that he wanted to talk to you in private. I was afraid of him—that's why I came here."

"Jiang Gu, I know I'm useless. I don't know anything about business, and I don't know how to take care of the property left by my parents. I haven't been able to help you for so many years. It's you who have been taking care of me. "

Zhou Ziche grabbed Jiang Gu's shoulder, his fingertips trembling unconsciously.

"But I also want to help you as much as I can. You always let me do what I like, don't force me to do anything, treat me so well... I really want to help you, really, Jiang Therefore."

"The ointment is ready, be careful when you take a bath at night, don't get water."

Zhou Ziche was stunned for a moment, and the next moment his wrist was pulled, and his whole body suddenly fell into Jiang Gu's arms.

Her cheeks touched the comfortable fabric of the suit, and she could clearly smell the faint scent of tobacco. The heartbeat of the other party was steady and powerful, and it rang in her ears.

Jiang Gu inserted his fingertips into the ends of his hair, gently twisted and rubbed him, and held him tightly in his arms.

"I know, Ah Che, I know. But you are not allowed to think about Lin Shiwei's request."

A soft kiss landed on his earlobe.

The clothes that hadn't been pulled up in time were torn off in an instant.

Jiang Gu's breathing was a bit rough, but his words were clear: "No one is allowed to touch you, no one is allowed. Zhou Ziche, you are already married to me. You are my wife, so you can only be mine."

"Ah Che, I will definitely find a way to solve the group's affairs. Do you trust me?"

The warm breath sprayed on his ears, Zhou Ziche couldn't help but flinch slightly.

Voice soft: "Well, I won't...let others touch me, I believe you."

He raised his face actively and bit Jiang Gu's Adam's apple lightly.

"But... I'm very sleepy now, shall we go to rest first?"

"Sleepy?"

"Ah."

Jiang Gu hooked his lips suddenly, his light-colored and thin lips were slightly swollen, he put one hand around Zhou Ziche's waist, and the other passed through his knees, and hugged him horizontally.

"Then owe it first... I'll ask for it later."

The lights go out.

After all, the bed at home was more comfortable than the one outside. Although he was preoccupied, Zhou Ziche was forced to sleep with his eyes closed due to his over-tired nerves.

hold on.

There is still room for acquisitions.

hold on.

Jiang Gu will find a way...

The night gradually penetrated the dark gray curtains and spread to every corner of the room.

Zhou Ziche bent his knees and curled up in Jiang Gu's arms. His waist under the T-shirt was slender and thin, and a small piece of porcelain-white neck that was slightly bent was beautifully lined. Lined with jet-black hair, he was exposed to Jiang Gu's face without warning. fundus.

The cell phone on the bedside table buzzed a few times.

[Mr. Jiang, Lin Shiwei just called me and said he couldn't reach you and asked me to tell you that tomorrow is the deadline. If he still can't see his wife tomorrow, he will...]

【I see. 】

【Boss Jiang, then...】

[Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, you drive the car over. 】

【I understand. 】

[Contact a private hospital, and ask the doctor to issue some certificates, saying that Mrs. Jiang suddenly became seriously ill, very ill, and is being treated in the hospital. It is inconvenient for anyone to visit recently. 】

【Yes. 】

The young man who was sleeping beside him seemed to sense the faint light of the mobile phone screen, frowned slightly, and let out a sigh.

"Xiao Zhang... Didn't you ask for leave from work today... Don't wake me up."

Zhou Ziche turned over lightly, and buried his face in the quilt like a cat.

Jiang Gu narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to stroke the young man's soft hair, feeling a little sweaty.

"Ache?"

"Well... don't call me."

Zhou Ziche was in a daze, only felt that someone was calling him, and the slight tingling in his temple made him hum slightly in displeasure.

"Xiao Zhang, didn't I say that... work is postponed today... If there are fans guarding the entrance of the event venue, ask the staff to let them go back... pay attention to safety."

Yes.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Ziche is the hottest niche student at the moment, with tens of millions of followers on Weibo, shining brilliantly under the spotlight.

There is never a shortage of likes.

There is no shortage of followers.

Jiang Gu's deep pupils suddenly set off a few waves, one layer after another, like a tunnel wrapped in a whirlpool, and the ink color almost overflowed his eyes.

Zhou Ziche reluctantly waited for a few moments, and seeing that there was no sound around him, he continued to sleep with peace of mind.

Until there was a crisp sound of something hitting the ground outside the bedroom.

He woke up suddenly, turned over and sat up, and called out "Jiang Gu" out of habit.

But the bed beside her was already empty, leaving only the shadow of darkness piled up on the mattress that had lost its body temperature.

What about Jiang's old friend?

Zhou Ziche pinched his wrist, and the pain forced tears into his eyes. When he fully woke up, he didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he quickly got out of bed and opened the bedroom door.

The glass shards on the ground first caught my eye, and the scarlet wine spilled all over the ground, spreading all the way to the corner of the corridor.

The mellow aroma of wine mixed with the smell of sawdust permeated the surroundings. The aroma of the aged wine was intoxicating, but it made Zhou Ziche's nerves tense suddenly.

The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and the sharp glass shards instantly cut Zhou Ziche's skin, and the bright blood blurred in the wine, turning a shocking red.

"Jiang Gu!"