Perfect Two

If someone is targeting him... Cheng Xirong thought about it, and only Feng Yi and Zhou Sheng were left in his mind.This conflict is still stuck on the name "Cheng Xirong". The grievances and enmities that could not be resolved before have continued and fermented.

There are all kinds of later things, about the script, about those hidden truths, about entangled desires.It's like a fishbone stuck in the throat, no one can swallow that breath, it's uncomfortable.

But in any case, using this method to deal with a little girl is really too much.

Furthermore, there is a first time for this kind of thing, will there be a second time?If they dare to attack Cheng Zi, will it affect other people as well?Whether it's Chengzi or Su Minglin, they are all clever people, but they are also inexperienced.They are young, what they see and hear is very limited, and their imagination cannot exceed their cognition of the world.

Even with the greatest malice, I would never have guessed that such a dark and filthy thing would happen to me...

If you go down...

But what if someone else is staring at you?what will happen then?

Cheng Xirong had a headache from thinking about it, so he put a pool of hot water in and rubbed his forehead in the steaming mist.

The key is, who is going to do this kind of thing?Once you know the identity of that person, you can think about it.

The night was a mess, Cheng Xirong curled up next to Cheng Zi in a daze when it was almost dawn.Like falling into a dark abyss, the feeling of weightlessness became a nightmare, choking my heart for a long time.He kept falling, kept falling, until a low-pitched scream exploded in his ears, and he finally landed on the ground.

Amidst the rising dust and smoke, the heart returned to its original position and started beating violently.Cheng Xirong opened his eyes suddenly, raised his hand to grab the skirt of his chest, and opened his mouth to pant.A white light exploded in front of my eyes, and it dissipated very slowly. The sound of the drum beating in my ears had already weakened, and my vision had not yet returned to normal.

Shouting in the morning...

A nerve in Cheng Xirong's forehead was beating "suddenly", and the frequency was so fast that it was about to break through the layer of flesh and burst out.He closed his eyes again, and slowly pressed his breath, waiting for his body to adapt to being awake.

Cheng Zi's voice had already come, and she alone could create an atmosphere of chattering, chattering to death.The more Cheng Xirong listened, the more he had a headache, and he said weakly, "Okay! Shut up!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and it seemed that even his breathing was suppressed, and he became cautious.Cheng Xirong could feel all the small movements on the sofa, the sunken cushion fell into the air, and then slowly rebounded.The air is stirred by subtle movements, which are also cautious, and the toes touch the floor to send out light vibrations.

Cheng Xirong asked, "Where are you going?"

Chengzi lost the previous noise, and said, "Going to the toilet..."

Cheng Xirong: "...remember to lock the door."

"Oh!"

Cheng Zi ran away in a hurry, just turned around the corner of the living room, braked suddenly, and choked out a sentence: "Brother Fu Fufu... that... good morning!"

Cheng Xirong opened his eyes and sat up.With sleepy eyes on his face, Fu Zhou stepped out, yawned, wiped his tears and asked, "What's going on? Why are the oranges here?"

Cheng Xirong waved his hands and said in a low voice, "Give me a glass of water."

Fu Zhou's eyebrows began to frown together, and the sleepiness on his body disappeared: "Last night, what's the matter?"

No one wants to eat lunch, but it is a meal anyway.Not in the mood and not hungry are two different things, especially since Cheng Xirong looked tired and in low spirits, so Fu Zhou still asked Su Minglin to send some things over.Su Minglin was confused, and wanted to order food for Fu Zhou, but was flatly rejected.

After noon, Su Minglin came in with an insulated takeaway box and saw the three people sitting together, his heart sank.Delivering food is one thing. It seems that there is something to talk about, and it is still a very serious matter.

Su Minglin took the initiative to go to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, refilled the takeaway, and laid it out on the dining table.Fu Zhou mentioned: "I don't need it, I just take that lunch box."

Cheng Zi looked up, flinched, and muttered: "Well, brother, I also have a lunch box. No need to dump a clean bowl."

Only Cheng Xirong remained silent.Su Minglin looked over and joked consciously: "Then the little boss uses our own bowl? It looks good, and it looks appetizing. Are you hungry? The complexion is so bad, it's as if you want to eat people."

No one ignored him.

Su Minglin didn't feel embarrassed, just a little anxious, so he didn't go around and asked directly: "I won't talk too much. But what's going on here? What happened to Chengzi last night?"

Chengzi lowered his head again, picked at his fingers, shivering like a little quail.

Su Minglin blinked his small eyes: "What's the matter?"

Cheng Xirong said wearily: "Chengzi was drugged yesterday."

Su Minglin blinked his eyes again, and uttered onomatopoeia to express his incomprehension: "Huh?"

Cheng Xirong was impatient, so he didn't answer him.Fu Zhou stood up first and walked in the direction of Cheng Xirong: "Eat first. We'll talk about it later."

Chengzi moved a bit, and heard Cheng Xirong say "I don't want to eat it" beside him, and he stopped his movements abruptly, maintaining the "sitting posture" with his buttocks hanging in the air, and parroted: "Well... I don't want to eat it either .”

Fu Zhou had already walked up to Cheng Xirong's side, and bent down to grab Cheng Xirong's arm: "It's enough to scold you, and I want oranges to apologize to you? Get up, if you don't eat, she won't eat either."

Cheng Xirong reacted a bit, exhaled deeply, and rubbed his face with the other hand: "I didn't target anyone. It's just that I don't have an appetite, you eat."

Fu Zhou simply bent down, hooked Cheng Xirong's shoulders, grabbed his legs, and wanted to hug him.While Cheng Zi was stunned, Su Minglin hurriedly interrupted and said, "I bought several things! You pick and choose, there is always something you want to eat! There is also porridge, which is delicious, and I bought it specially for you."

Cheng Xirong didn't bother to reply, and bent his elbow to bump into Fu Zhou.

Fu Zhou leaned close to his ear, with an ambiguous posture, and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to eat, just sit and watch, just treat it as accompaniment to guests. Just analyze this matter while eating."

Cheng Xirong let the hot air blow into his ears, his whole body trembled, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated immediately.He thought, this man is really conscious, he doesn't think about what he did last night at all?

When nothing happened?

Cheng Xirong let out a breath helplessly, with the entanglement and depression in his heart, and the remaining half was loosened up.He whispered: "Okay, I see. You let me down."

You can speak clearly, but people don't listen very well.Fu Zhou was still standing where he was before, and leaned down half an inch in the same posture as before.

His lips brushed against Cheng Xirong's cheek, as if there was nothing there, as if it was unintentional.

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