High-IQ chaebol: begging for a hug in the arms of a black belly

Soon, at the checkout, a large plastic bag was filled with large but not heavy things such as pillow towels, sheets, socks and underwear, and Shen Bocheng stuffed laundry detergent and shower gel into Xia Tingyu's hands.

Continue to walk silently towards the community not far across the river.

Picking a small path that was close and seldom passed by, Shen Bocheng and Xia Tingyu had just walked to the gravel road on the river embankment when they heard light and fast footsteps behind them.

"Get out of the way!" Shen Bocheng threw away the bag in his hand, and quickly pulled Xia Tingyu behind him.

Xia Tingyu was startled by this sudden change, and the two bottles in his hand fell to the ground.

I saw two men wearing masks and sportswear stabbing them straight with a dagger.

Shen Bocheng held the dagger in front of him swiftly, then quickly turned around and kicked the man in front of Xia Tingyu.

The two-on-one melee immediately came together, and Shen Bocheng was circling between the two men vigorously and vigorously. He grabbed the wrist of one man with a skill and grabbed the dagger and twisted it back. The man let out a scream and knelt down on one knee. Another counter-elbow hit the other hard in the chest.

In just a few minutes, the victory and defeat had been decided. Xia Tingyu saw the black Luosha who was half a head taller than himself, holding a knife fiercely against a man's neck, and said to them in an extremely cold tone: "I don't want to die. It’s best to get out of here, Lao Tzu.”

The two people whose plan failed looked at each other without speaking, turned their heads and ran away quickly.

After they were far away, Shen Bocheng put away the folding knife and put it in his pocket, then turned to look at Xia Tingyu, and said to him with conscience: "He who comes to kill you, be careful in the future."

Xia Tingyu was already frightened and stupid. He had only seen this kind of knife-wielding fight just now on TV. He never thought that one day he would watch the battle so closely, let alone what did this person say?

Are they here to kill themselves?No way, could it be that the Xia family gave him 200 million yuan?

Does the old man hate him so much?Really want to kill yourself?Xia Tingyu's body, which was already frozen in place with fear, trembled unspeakably, his pupils constricted...

"When you take the money, let someone keep an eye on you." Shen Bocheng made up nonsense with a black belly, thinking that I'm begging you now, you won't leave.

After returning to the house, Xia Tingyu hadn't recovered from the horror, and the aura of being superior to Shen Bocheng was gone forever. At this moment, he was afraid that this person would break up with him and leave him alone.

"Boss, should you wash it first or should I wash it first? I didn't sleep last night, so hurry up and catch up on sleep." Shen Bocheng deliberately teased.

Xia Tingyu immediately criticized him. He finally figured it out and saw the situation clearly. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe...Brother, you can just call me Xiaoyu from now on."

"Don't, you are my employer."

"No, no, hey... Brother, look at what you said, we are in a co-tenant relationship, whether we hire or not, haha..." Embarrassment, capitalized embarrassment, Xia Tingyu kept laughing awkwardly, trying to redeem the previous slip of the tongue .

"That...brother, you wash first, you wash first, I'll wait."

Shen Bocheng went into the bathroom, stuffed his clothes into the fully automatic washing machine, and poured out the laundry detergent. He pressed it twice casually, and the washing machine immediately started spinning.

Finally, after taking a hot bath comfortably, Shen Bocheng came out wearing only a pair of underwear, and there were still drops of water on his chest, which made his wheat-colored skin more masculine.

Xia Tingyu has always sneered at the fact that men exercise their muscles, and always thinks that hard and bulging chest muscles look disgusting.

But today, when he saw Shen Bocheng's 1.9-meter-tall muscular man, he actually gave him a hundred likes from the bottom of his heart.

Damn, it's so sexy and manly.The inverted triangle with wide shoulders and narrow waist, together with the sharp-edged chest and abdominal muscles and biceps, really makes people want to rush up and touch them. When they look down and look over the shorts, a pair of straight and slender thighs are so full. sense of power.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Bocheng was uncomfortable being looked at, thinking that if this kid wasn't a man, he would suspect that the man wanted to lust after him.

"Oh, no, it's nothing." Xia Tingyu also realized that he seemed to be going too far, and he smiled a little embarrassedly: "Hehe... Brother, you have a really good figure, you often go to the gym. No, I just saw your skill, it must be Practice it!"

"Hmm..." After a brief answer, Shen Bocheng walked into the bedroom, took out a brand new quilt from the cabinet, and lay down on the bed to get ready for sleep.

In such a place with bigger chrysanthemums, Xia Tingyu originally thought that the house he rented must be where he would sleep in the bedroom and the nanny would sleep in the living room.

But judging from the current situation, he is simply an employer in name only, and he has to act according to other people's faces everywhere.

Fortunately, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs, and the small house has never been rented out, it is very clean and tidy, and there is nothing that Xia Tingyu is too disturbed about.

He looked at the narrow sofa, and then looked down at his toes. After all, he is also a 1.8-meter man. If he sleeps on such a small sofa, half of his legs may have to hang on the ground.

But he is really not used to sleeping on the same bed with others, especially a stranger who has just met for a day...

Just like that, when Master Xia changed into pajamas after taking a shower and was about to go to sleep on the sofa, a voice came from the bedroom: "Go and dry the clothes in my washing machine."

This fucking bastard really thinks of me as my ancestor, my young master can't live without you?

Even though he thought so, Xia Tingyu went to the bathroom without saying a word. He struggled for a long time before opening the door of the washing machine, and then took out the man's shirt and trousers and carried him to the balcony...

The sofa was small, and Xia Tingyu slept very unsteadily. Even though he was so sleepy that he would fall on the pillow, he still had nightmares one after another.

In the dream, he kept running, and the people behind kept chasing him. He dreamed that he fled to the front of his house, and no matter how he knocked on the door, no one answered...

"Wake up, wake up!" Xia Tingyu finally woke up from the nightmare.

Shen Bocheng was a light sleeper, but now he was disturbed by Xia Tingyu's crying, so he turned over and came to the sofa.

When he entered, he could see Xia Tingyu curled up into a ball, the white and tender baby's face was covered with tears, crying and crying, sobbing and choking so pitifully.

Hey... what a child!Shen Bocheng patted his head with some reluctance, and when he thought of his duty again, he made up his mind and shook him vigorously while shouting.

Xia Tingyu opened his eyes, a sore feeling hit him, he subconsciously wiped away his tears, sat up slowly, and recalled those terrifying and suffocating scenes in his dream.

Big tears fell down again...