Scumbag ex, your white moonlight is staring at me

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and Wang Tong rushed out anxiously, revealing Yu Zetong's calm face behind his back.

Yu Zetong said, "Wang Tong, look at Yangyang."

Then, Yu Zetong's calm was torn apart in an instant. He strode forward and kicked Qi Yunzheng away. Qi Yunzheng's back hit the wall heavily, and then he fell to the ground and screamed.

Wang Tong rushed over and hugged Tong Yang: "Hey, hello, Tong Yang, are you okay?"

Tong Yang shook his head with difficulty.

Yu Zetong confirmed that Tong Yang was fine before turning to face Qi Yunzheng.

He didn't say anything, he just picked up Qi Yunzheng and beat him up.

The fists became harder each time, and Qi Yunzheng's blood splashed on Yu Zetong's face, but Yu Zetong's expression was calm.

It's like doing something ordinary.

At first, Qi Yunzheng was still standing upright, but in the end, he couldn't bear it any longer, and began to beg repeatedly.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, you heard me, I didn't think this, someone asked me to come."

Yu Zetong ignored him at all, and beat him harder.

Qi Yunzheng was beaten so helplessly that he was still howling and begging for mercy at first, but then there was no sound from behind, and Yu Zetong remained calm.

Then he stood up, took off a painting in the corridor, knocked it on the wall, and the glass frame shattered. Yu Zetong directly grabbed a piece of broken glass and scratched Qi Yunzheng's chest.

Qi Yunzheng, who had already pretended to be dead, screamed again, but Yu Zetong couldn't struggle, so he could only scream and howl as Yu Zetong left bloodstains on his body one after another.

What's even more frightening is that Yu Zetong didn't react at all to such a brutal method, and remained calm.

But this was not enough, he also grabbed Qi Yunzheng's hand and said quietly: "Which hand did you touch Yangyang?"

The shattered glass pierced Qi Yunzheng's palm fiercely, and Yu Ze continued to exert force with his hand, trying to peel off the flesh on Qi Yunzheng's hand that had touched Tong Yang.

Qi Yunzheng screamed again and again.

Wang Tong was dumbfounded. He lowered his head for a while and was about to speak to Tong Yang, but he was stunned.

Tong Yang nestled softly in his arms, feeling that he had no strength in his whole body, and could barely stand up straight by holding onto Wang Tong.

Wang Tong's whole body froze: Damn it! !What a scene! !Tong Yang, what did Qi Yunzheng feed you? ?You have to control yourself!

This look is too provocative, Wang Tong, calm down, you are a man who loved brother Yu before!You can't be overwhelmed by Tong Yang's beauty!

Seeing that Tong Yang was weak and out of breath, Wang Tong thought that Qi Yunzheng gave Tong Yang some aphrodisiac medicine, and his whole body was not well. He squatted there trembling and did not dare to touch Tong Yang, so he could only let Tong Yang Lie on your lap.

Tong Yang didn't notice Wang Tong's strangeness, his attention was all on Yu Zetong: "Wang Tong...Wang Tong, stop Yu Zetong, stop him..."

Wang Tong stared straight: "Stop who?"

"The one who stopped the beating!"

Wang Tong: "No, no, no, wait a minute, why stop him? I bullied you, you deserve to be beaten."

"What if he is beaten to death?" Tong Yang said with difficulty, "Stop him!"

Wang Tong shouted in fear: "Brother Yu, don't beat him to death!"

Yu Zetong seemed to have never heard of it.

Qi Yunzheng was dizzy from the pain, and woke up again. This time he couldn't take it anymore, and his previous aloof attitude was completely gone. He yelled in pain: "Forgive me, forgive me, I didn't want to do this Yes, someone asked me to punish Tong Yang, not what I thought!"

Yu Zetong's hand paused, and he gave it again.

Qi Yunzheng knew that if he didn't make it clear, he might be beaten all the time, so he yelled: "It's Shen Wei, it was Madam Yu who asked me to punish Tong Yang, otherwise how would I have the guts?"

When Yu Zetong heard Shen Wei's name, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his subordinates worked harder.

Qi Yunzheng was beaten again and passed out. He lay there motionless, his face was covered with blood, and he could hardly look at it.

Tong Yang struggled to get over this time, and hugged Yu Zetong: "Yu Zetong...it's okay...don't fight anymore..."

Yu Zetong panted slightly, and it took him a while to calm down. He stood up and picked up Tong Yang into the elevator.

Wang Tong stood there in a dilemma: "Is it 110 or 120 first?"

But no one answered him.

Wang Tong thought for a long time before calling 110.

……

in the elevator...

Yu Zetong hugged Tong Yang quietly, and Tong Yang leaned on his shoulder weakly.

Yu Zetong's eyes were full of distress, more of which was silent anger.

But looking down at Tong Yang, he was at a loss, as if he had always been calm, and he didn't know how to comfort the boy in his arms.

He just lowered his head, kissed Tong Yang's forehead lightly one after another, and murmured: "Don't be afraid, Yangyang is not afraid..."

Tong Yang nodded and buried his head in Yu Zetong's arms.

He heard that Mrs. Yu asked Qi Yunzheng to come.

Why did Mrs. Yu do this?

In order to let himself leave Yu Zetong?

Yu Zetong didn't speak.

Tong Yang didn't speak, and the two stood quietly in the elevator.

Tong Yang still wanted to talk, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with him.

What's going on... isn't it ether... how...

How much medicine did Qi Yunzheng take?

dizzy, dizzy...

The position close to Yu Zetong seems to be better, the summer clothes are light and thin, and the cool temperature of the other's skin makes Tong Yang feel better.

Yu Zetong noticed Tong Yang's strangeness: "What's wrong with you?"

Tong Yang shook his head and did not speak.

Yu Zetong looked at Tong Yang with an uncontrollable coldness in his eyes. He directly opened a room and went in with Tong Yang in his arms.

Tong Yang was gently placed between the soft quilts, his mind was in a daze, and he only knew to instinctively hold Yu Zetong's hand and not let go.

"Yangyang, Yangyang, bear with it—" Yu Zetong was sitting there, Tong Yang rushed forward and put his arms around his neck, the tip of their noses was touching the tip of their nose, Yu Zetong could feel the heat coming from Tong Yang's breath .

The effect of the medicine was very violent, Yu Zetong asked him to endure it, how could he bear it.

Tong Yang really cried in the end.

"What are you pretending to be doing now?" He cursed, his voice soft and without any deterrent effect.

Yu Zetong said, "You're hurt, it's not good."

Added: "I have blood all over my hands... it will stain you."

Tong Yang cried: "You did it on purpose!"

Tong Yang stumbled and wanted to get out of bed, but his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Yu Zetong rescued the child helplessly and put him on the bed.

"Don't move."

Tong Yang's whole body tensed up.

Breathing is more disordered.

The blood-stained handprints on the bed sheet are bright petals falling from the petals...

I accidentally saw the mirror hanging in the room.

Tong Yang suddenly raised his head, saw his face in the mirror, he suddenly thought of that dance studio training, Yu Zetong hugged his waist affectionately, and asked him to open his mouth...

The intimacy of that time was totally different from now.

After a while, Yu Zetong stopped, lowered his head and gently kissed Tong Yang's forehead.

He was still whispering some words that only two people could understand clearly, which made people blush and heartbeat.

Tong Yang roared weakly: "Shut up!"