After the male protagonist has a villain child

The villa of the Shen Family Manor is luxurious yet elegant, with complicated lighting decorations and a high entrance hall, which is full of magnificence.

After the banquet was over, the guests dispersed, the crystal chandelier in the living room was dimmed, and the corridor was completely dark, only the street lamps in the garden outside were still on.

In the corridor on the third floor, the luxuriously decorated murals glowed coldly. Shen Zhixing rubbed his tired brows, and said to the secretary assistants in suits and leather shoes behind him: "Tomorrow's schedule has been postponed, so you don't need to come here."

He looked normal on the face, but in fact he was so drunk that he just wanted to lie down and sleep.

Shen Zhixing has a problem, other people's face will turn red when he is drunk, but he is no different from usual when he is drunk.

Secretary Lin, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, supported him, "Boss, are you okay? Do you want to order someone to cook a bowl of hangover soup?"

"No, let's all go back." Shen Zhixing walked into the room, feeling dizzy, and closed the door behind his back.

The light in the room was very dim, he didn't turn on the light, and walked towards the bed while pulling off his tie.

Shen Zhixing was a little drunk at this moment, he didn't think about anything now, all he wanted to do was sleep.

He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes for a short while, held his breath alone, and slowly turned around.

The man seemed very nervous, he touched the belt buckle on Shen Zhixing's waist with his fingers, and untied it clumsily.

Shen Zhixing was drunk, but he was not dead drunk. He grabbed the hand of the man who dared to climb the bed in the middle of the night to untie his belt, and said coldly, "Who let you in? Do you want to die?"

The owner of the hand was so frightened that his heart went into cardiac arrest, he lost his mind, withdrew his hand and crawled under the bed.

Shen Zhixing's bed was as ridiculously big as his bedroom, and when he climbed halfway, there was a "snap" behind him, and the hollow chandelier on the ceiling lit up.

Shen Zhixing looked at the stiff man at the end of the bed in disbelief, yes, the man, he scratched his hair irritably, "Man? You don't work hard as a man, do you want to die by crawling on my bed?"

He was annoyed at the bottom of his heart. Anyone who was drunk and wanted to sleep and was climbed on the bed would also want to strangle him to death on the bedside.

The man, or the young man, turned around tremblingly, his face was so pale, "Mr. Shen."

When Shen Zhixing saw this handsome and clean face, his expression turned ugly for a moment, "Tang Qiao?"

Tang Qiao pulled all the quilts beside her, not daring to look up at him, only then did Shen Zhixing realize that he was not wearing any clothes and his skin was glowing white.

"What are you doing on my bed? Are you looking for death?" Shen Zhixing walked back and forth, throwing the clothes that Tang Qiao took off under the sofa on his head, "Talk to me after you put them on!"

Tang Qiao held the clothes tightly with her fingers, trembling could be heard in her voice, "Mr. Shen, you also know the recent affairs of the Tang family. I'm here to ask for your help."

Of course, Shen Zhixing knew that because the Tang family had become like this, the company was investigated by the Economic Investigation Bureau, and a large part of it was his credit.

Of course, the Tang family is not innocent, he just casually reported the Tang family's commercial crimes.

Shen Zhixing's face turned cold, "I'll help you, what can you give me? One night or two nights? Tang Qiao, do I seem to be short of sleep?"

Of course Tang Qiao knew that he had no shortage of people to sleep with, but he was desperate and had no choice.

The Tang family is an upstart in the industry, the Shen family is a behemoth, and Shen Zhixing is the sole heir of this behemoth.Apart from Shen Zhixing, he didn't know who else could help him.

Tang Qiao bit her lip, and slowly pulled the quilt away, revealing her curvaceous body.

His skin is white and tender, his waist is thin, his legs are long, his whole body is flawless, flexible and smooth, if it were someone else standing here, he might have been unable to hold on for a long time, and rushed to hug someone and bite him.

Shen Zhixing wanted to be Liu Xiahui, so he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, dialed the number of the bodyguard, "Tell two people to come up—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

He hung up the phone irritably, pulled away the arm that was looping behind him, and threw it on the bed.

Tang Qiao's head was dizzy, and when she came back to her senses, Shen Zhixing was firmly trapped under her body.

He subconsciously curled up his body, but Shen Zhixing pinched his jaw tightly and turned to him forcibly.

Shen Zhixing was already uncomfortably drunk, but Tang Qiao crawled on the bed naked and showed him his body, which annoyed him immensely.

Tang Qiao wanted to sleep with him so much, why didn't he let him?

Tang Qiao experienced a lot in the process. For example, Shen Zhixing's physical strength was ridiculously good, and his work was ridiculously bad. He could only run amok and work hard.

The uncooked rice has already been cooked, even if you regret it in your heart, it won't help. It's better to cooperate and let yourself suffer less.

... If Shen Zhixing is happy, maybe the Tang family's problem can be solved tomorrow.

At 06:30 in the morning, Shen Zhixing opened his eyes on time.

The sky was bright outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the servants in the garden were faintly talking in low voices.

Drunk and messing around all night, he had a splitting headache.Tang Qiao, who didn't sleep until three or four in the morning, slept so deeply that she didn't even notice that Shen Zhixing had left her side.

Shen Zhixing went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a pair of trousers and came out. He stood beside the bed, looking at Tang Qiao whose eyes were red and full of ambiguous marks, and wanted to strangle himself for the first time.

What the hell was he going crazy last night, that he actually slept with Tang Qiao!

Shen Zhixing became even more annoyed, he changed his clothes, opened the door lightly, and walked down the stairs.

Currently only Shen Zhixing lives in this villa, but there are many servants.

He finished his breakfast, thought of something, and went upstairs with a bowl of boiled purple rice porridge himself.

The servants watched Shen Zhixing disappear at the turning of the stairs, and they talked together in a low voice.

"Last night, my husband called Ah Zhong and asked him to take two people upstairs, but he hung up before he finished speaking. Ah Zhong was afraid that something would happen to Mr., so he rushed to the third floor with his people. As a result...you can see the neck of Mr. You'll know the scratches."

"So last night, someone took advantage of the fact that there was no one upstairs at the banquet, and climbed into Mr.'s bed?"

"It's very possible that I was cleaning in the living room when the banquet was over, and my husband didn't take anyone upstairs."

In the bedroom, Tang Qiao had already woken up. He endured the discomfort all over his body and got out of bed. Just after getting dressed, the door opened, and Shen Zhixing came in with porridge in one hand.

His face was pale, not ugly, but not pretty either.

Shen Zhixing had always kept his emotions secret, Tang Qiao wasn't sure if his behavior of crawling on the bed last night had angered him.

But judging from the number of times last night, Shen Zhixing should be satisfied, otherwise he wouldn't have slept until three or four in the morning.

"Go take a shower and come over for breakfast."

Seeing him, Tang Qiao couldn't help but blush when he remembered the attempts of the two last night, but it was more embarrassing.

Before last night, he never thought that one day he would take the initiative to have sex with a man.

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