Dodder Pampering Handbook

During countless nights of struggle, the rope that lifted Zhong Cheng's dirty mind kept moving down.Almost inch by inch, he indulged his presumptuousness in the dark of his heart.He could be sure Sanzhi never knew what he was doing.

Although Sanzhi is 15 years old, most people of the same age should understand such physical reactions, but he has always been calm and has always had the character of a child.

Zhong Teng was afraid that when he grew up, he would despise him if he understood his lack of nobility and took advantage of others.It's not because Sanzhi's age is inappropriate, but because Sanzhi's mind is inappropriate.

He doesn't know what love is at all, thinking that one day Sanzhi suddenly understood, showed resistance to him, and despised his taking advantage of others, Zhong Ting was a little out of breath.

He hopes that Sanzhi will "mature", and then tells him that the love between them is not ordinary, and he is willing to accept Zhong Ting.

But now, Sanzhi's almost silly smile, without a trace of dirt, completely destroyed the last hope in his heart.

Maybe in this life, Sanzhi will be like this.

He trusts Zhong Teng unconditionally, because he was the first to come into his life and treat him unconditionally.

Maybe another person could gain Sanzhi's trust.

Just thinking about it this way made Zhong Ting a little sad, his head hurt even more, his eyes were a little moist, curled up on the bed, and murmured: "You really don't look like them."

Zhao Chan was really brave enough to drug him, and Su Yi'an bravely defected to fate to join him.

Even if Zhong Cheng didn't say anything, he could feel the difference between the three of them in his heart.

"Who are they?" Sanzhi only sensed his depression, and asked curiously as he leaned on the bed, facing Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Cheng glanced at him and closed his eyes again.

But he was at a loss in his heart. He didn't know who the test of reincarnation was, but he had a somewhat vague perception. Did Fu Tu come here like this at that time?

There was a rustling sound, Sanzhi took off his clothes, covered the two of them with the quilt, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhong Cheng's eyes with his hands.

At this time, he was very clever again, leaning against Zhong Ting and whispering: "Brother." He was afraid that he would be angry and reject him.

Zhong Teng responded, but still didn't open his eyes, his body was as uncomfortable as a fire, and even he indulged himself in the sadness at this moment.

No one else is anyway.

Sanzhi put his hand on his face, it was unbearably hot, let him touch his face, and said, "Tell me about them."

What is there to say?Zhong Teng's words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know what stimulated him, he just wanted to talk.

As if to vent, he talked about Zhao Chanzhen's blood flowing in his heart, and the warm whispers between him and Su Yi'an in the snowy night.

Those nephrite jades are warm and fragrant, whether it is pain or love, they are all things that Sanzhi can't give him now.

Why is this here to save Futu? Zhong Cheng finally understood it, and he was complaining that he called him "rabbit" back then, and he was dissatisfied with kicking himself down the mountain, and it would be best not to see him again.

Zhong Ting was about to cry again, such an embarrassing thought flashed through his mind, but he couldn't bear the pain in his body.

He is not that omnipotent stone now, just an ordinary person.

He was immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't see the grief flashing through Sange's dull expression.

That's great, Saneda thought.

Those two are so nice, he looked down at himself, and suddenly understood again.

Brother didn't say anything, but Brother also complained that he was a fool.

For some reason, my heart became sour.

He pressed Zhong Ting's hand, let his hand go up from under the clothes, and before Zhong Ting could react, he pressed it on top of his heart.

Satin-like touch, with a warm warmth.

Obviously both are hot, but he can tell the difference between the two.

"what are you doing?"

Sanzhi remained silent, grabbing his hand and refusing to let him go.

Feeling dizzy from stuffiness in the quilt, he pulled the quilt down a bit, and Sanzhi held his hands tightly against his chest.

Zhong Teng thought to himself, Sanzhi is not really stupid, he is trying to please himself.

Sure enough, seeing that he stopped struggling, Sanzhi said, "I dare too, brother, I dare too."

He was talking about the part where Zhao Chan really took his heart and soul.

Zhong Ting was helpless, afraid that he would take it seriously, so he pressed his forehead and said, "I'll tell you a story. The stories are all fake, so they can't be taken as real."

Sanzhi didn't speak anymore, stretched out his waterweed-like arms, and let Zhong Cheng's hands be placed in his clothes, and he wrapped around Zhong Cheng's fiery limbs with a pure face.

"I can also hug and chat with my brother, but it's not snowing outside yet."

Zhong Cheng lay flat, covered his eyes, his eyes were dry, and gave a blunt "um".

San Zhi hugged him and fell asleep, both of them were sweating all over, he was so afraid of heat, but he still refused to let go of Zhong Teng.

Zhong Cheng's fever subsided, and he felt a lot more comfortable. He took his hands out of the three sticks of clothes, and the palms of his hands were full of sweat from the three sticks of heat, and his hands were slippery.

He woke up, but Sanzhi still hadn't woken up, her little face was hot and flushed, she hugged him with her arms, and wrapped her legs around him, she was clearly still a child.

With his head cleared, Zhong Teng also resigned to his fate.

What he wants to spend is nothing more than decades in this world, he can afford to wait.

Rubbing three sticks of damp hair, Zhong Cheng got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.The next day Wang Jinlin led the team to compete again, but Zhong Teng took Sanzhi to the provincial capital.

I ran all morning looking for real estate. At this time, buildings were being built in various cities, and new high-rise buildings were completed every once in a while. Zhong Teng set his goal near a high school. The admission score of this high school was not high, and the tuition fees But it is extremely tall, there is no requirement for household registration, only a school district room is required, and it is a well-known "noble" school.

The school is very grand, with a battlefield area of ​​[-] mu, covering all stages from kindergarten to high school.

Zhong Teng took Sanzhi around the school, estimated the distance of the city subway, and finally decided on this school during dinner.

Sanzhi's mouth hadn't closed all morning. He was amazed at the towering buildings in the provincial capital, and the fashionable clothes of the pedestrians coming and going. Non-stop, there are some men with sunglasses who take out small palm-sized boxes to speak there anytime and anywhere.

Zhong Teng didn't look at him for a while, Sanzhi raised his head to count the floors, and then excitedly told his brother: "There are 28 floors!"

The salesperson smiled, led them into the building, took the elevator to the eighth floor, and introduced the house.

Zhong Teng didn't look like he was underage at all. Before buying a house, he disguised himself, changed his clothes in a small street shop, and bought a pair of glasses. He looked gentle, like a young man in his 20s.

In addition, he has an extraordinary temperament, and his conversation is well-founded. After the salesperson introduced the house, he seemed very satisfied and asked the price directly.

The two chatted back and forth for a while, and Zhong Teng decided to buy the house.

He is rich, and the Internet has become more and more developed in the past few years. Zhong Cheng has benefited from this wave in a small way.

Except for the money to buy a house, most of his assets are still being invested.

But when it came time for the handover procedure, Zhong Teng was still unable to buy a house. Fortunately, he still had a plan.

Ask his dad for help.

Mr. Zhong Meiliang came here from his hometown on the pretext of coming here, and almost failed to draw out the seven wolves to whip Zhong Ting. If he let it go for too long, this kid dared to hide his secrets behind his back.

When did he make the money?Zhong Meiliang knew in his heart that the money he gave his son was indeed a lot, but it was not enough to buy a house after saving for three years.

Zhong Teng said that he made money online, and Zhong Meiliang had mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. The daughter-in-law was still thinking about how to tie up her son, but she didn't expect that this was not a slippery little snake, but a dragon.

Zhong Meiliang came here without telling his wife, because a friend on the railway had an accident in the provincial capital and asked him to help.

I almost didn't hide from Zhong Meili's sharp eyes, but Zhong Teng turned around and called his mother again, with an anxious tone, saying that he had forgotten something and needed it urgently at school, and didn't say what it was, which made Zhong Meili, who was eager for his son, feel anxious After searching for a long time, I gave up searching for the root cause.

Zhong Meiliang didn't know what to laugh about because of a little trick that made parents laugh. The house was paid in full, and the real estate certificate would naturally still be in Zhong Ting's name. Unlike three years ago, it was Zhong Ting's money that was used this time.

Looking at Sanzhi who was buried in his meal, Zhong Meiliang realized that his wife's worry was not without reason.

Would a normal kid do this for a friend?

Three years ago, Zhong Teng was only 12 years old, but he had already thought that Sanzhi might enter the provincial team, and then without telling anyone, he saved the money until it was time to pay, so he coaxed him from home to sign and pledge .

Now his going to the provincial capital to attend high school is a certainty, and he can be with Sanzhi again.

Zhong Meiliang was a little worried, so worried that he even wanted to smoke.

He didn't doubt his son's intelligence and maturity at all, but like this...is there something wrong?

The father and son walked on the long sycamore avenue, Sanzhi bent down from time to time, picked up two beautiful leaves, and lifted them up to see the patterns on the leaves.

Years of running did not deform his limbs, but instead made him more vigorous and agile than his peers, like a deer that is good at running, and it is not dexterous.

Although not tall, the proportions of his limbs are extremely well-proportioned, especially his legs. Wearing sports shorts, you can clearly see his well-defined leg muscles.

Zhong Meiliang took a few glances and sighed: "Who would have thought that Sanzhi would be good at running, and the day he will enter the provincial team. Does your Aunt Zhu know?"

Zhong Teng didn't bother to mention her. Ever since he explained Sanzhi's affairs to her clearly, she never asked about Sanzhi's affairs except for giving money. Zhong Teng didn't even want her money, so he lied to her that Sanzhi got a scholarship at school. Refunded the money.

He selfishly wants to keep Sanzhi in his arms. He was not capable before, but now he has a way to support Sanzhi. Sanzhi spends his money from head to toe, and spends his thoughts.

What's the deal with that woman?

Zhong Teng is not so generous, he will forget the injuries caused by indulgence on Sanzhi's body.

He may not hate Niu Zhu for being ruthless, but he can no longer rest assured that Sanzhi will approach her.

A car approached from a distance, Zhong Teng pulled Sanzhi to the right, Sanzhi raised his hand to show him the beautiful leaves, Zhong Teng admired them carefully, and rubbed his hair: "It looks beautiful, take it home and make a label."

A set of movements was extremely smooth, and Zhong Meiliang felt weird, even his raised son was not like this...

Then Zhong Teng diverted his father's attention from this matter under the guise of business experience, and Zhong Meiliang really became interested.

According to the benefits of his factory, his family has accumulated a lot of wealth, but his ambition is not to have too much wealth. After all, he has no father and no mother, and he relies on the help of relatives and neighbors to get where he is today.

Therefore, when doing business, most of them want to give back to the village. Zhong Teng simply gave him advice on how to mobilize the economic vitality of a small area.

Where Zhong Meiliang didn't notice, he held Sanzhi's hand and never let go.

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