Tyrant Romance

Strong crossbow

When Zheng Chao returned to the villa in Xihu Haoting that evening, he found that the dining table was full of delicacies but no one was seated.

This feeling of being late for the pick-up made him very unhappy.

"Lily, where's the person?"

The little maid rushed over with her skirt in her hand. She was still helping roast turkey in the back kitchen, "Master, madam is upstairs... upstairs..."

Zheng Chao took off his suit and threw it to Lili, "Hesitating, what's wrong?"

Lily became cruel, and said directly, "Madam is singing upstairs."

"Oh?" Zheng Chao was very surprised, he didn't expect Ji Hanzhi to have such artistic talents, "What play?"

"In the beginning, I sang Huangmei Opera, "Liu Hai Chops Woodcutters", and later I sang "Sister Lin Falls from the Sky", and now it seems to be singing Henan Bangzi." Lily cleared her throat and imitated, "Brother Liu speaks, ah, The reason is too biased, who said that women enjoy leisure! Men fight at the border..."

"Enough." Zheng Chao waved his hand. His maid is either talented or an out-and-out opera lover. "How long has he been singing? Why don't you ask him to come down for dinner?"

Lily wondered: "Master, I can't bear to interrupt seeing Madam singing so much."

"I'll go up and call him." Zheng Chao said as he untied his dark blue tie.

Standing at the door of his bedroom, Zheng Chao thought for a while, and knocked on the door, but no one answered, he curled his lips, thinking that if he failed to pretend to be a gentleman, he would have to expose the beast, no, the nature of the beast.As soon as the door was opened, a sonorous and powerful singing sound came out:

"In Asia, the mountains are high heads. In Asia, the rivers flow like hot blood... The Asian wind suddenly rises, and the Asian majestic wind roars!"

Zheng Chao was stunned by such passionate singing. He looked at his big bed, and the person who was supposed to be babbling and singing was sleeping soundly at this moment, his feet in plaster were sunk in the mattress, and his clothes were messy , the hem of the white shirt was wrinkled and rolled, revealing a small waist and white-edged underwear.

Violence|violence against the disabled is a crime.

Zheng Chao recited silently three times, walked over to turn off the multimedia speakers, and shook off the quilt to cover Ji Hanzhi in a very gentlemanly manner, but the person on the bed suddenly raised his hand and knocked off his hand, and said in a daze, "You son of a bitch... ...be quiet."

Dare to regard him as his bear son.

Zheng Chao leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Be good, ma'am."

"Who is your wife?"

Zheng Chao was taken aback, and found that Ji Hanzhi was staring at him with wide eyes, "Are you awake?"

"You sexually harass me so much, can I not wake up?" Ji Hanzhi sat up holding the soft quilt, "Fortunately, I woke up quickly, otherwise you would have taken away the most precious virginity."

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, but the virginity cannot be lost.

Zheng Chao's eyes deepened, and he overwhelmed him without saying a word, pressed him on the bed and kissed him with his tongue, the saliva of the two sides stirred back and forth, and made ambiguous clicks.

"Your sister..." Ji Hanzhi pushed him away panting, "Where is your hand, Mr. Zheng, you will squeeze the milk out of me any more." His small white breasts were now blushing.

Zheng Chao gritted his teeth and backed away: "Sorry, I'll drink it if I squeeze it out."

A milk is worth a thousand gold, so Ji Hanzhi quit, "Pay the money, pay the price, clearly mark the price, no bargaining."

Nurturing, just like chartering a car, renting a room, and renting a place, first you need a wad of money, and second, you need to slam the wad of money in the face of the person, and then you can play with the object you want.

Zheng Chao was not very happy: "The villa in the back, isn't it enough?"

"I won't live in it. I was actually joking that time. I can't take your house." Ji Hanzhi remembered that he and Ji Xin were sent to the villa in the morning. Ji Xin screamed in surprise and stroked everything. , like a little pervert who has never driven meat, he kept yelling at Dad, how cool it would be if we could live here, so Ji Hanzhi called a taxi and took Ji Xin back to the spring home, while he stayed Come down and end the farce.

Zheng Chao's face darkened again: "Mr. Ji, don't you think it's not enough? Add another set?"

Does he look like a money-grubber?With such a handsome and unearthly face, it is clearly and properly written that "the old man is pure-hearted, ascetic and not close to masculinity".

"Director Zheng, I think you have misunderstood. I don't want anything, just end our relationship." Ji Hanzhi spoke the truth, and after spending many days together, he found that the big local tyrant is not a complete tyrant, so there is no need to be afraid, "I I don't want to be taken care of by you."

The room is very warm, but Zheng Chao feels as cold as an icehouse. Yes, he was the one who forced Ji Hanzhi to be taken care of by him at the beginning, but these days, he has been meticulously fulfilling Ji Hanzhi's request. He thought that Ji Hanzhi was safe and agreed. their relationship.

The pattern is broken, Zheng Dong.

Know people, face but not heart, Zheng Dong.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, Mr. Zheng.

Alas, Zheng Dong.

Ji Hanzhi lifted the quilt and slowly moved his injured leg out of the bed, "I should go, thank you for your hospitality, Director Zheng."

"Call me by name, Teacher Ji." Zheng Chao said coldly.

Ji Han was taken aback, seeing Zheng Chao's gloomy face, his heart throbbed, "...Zheng Chao." He picked up the crutch beside the bed and leaned on it, lowered his head and smiled, "Autumn is full of the lake, mid-August, the tide With the head of the sky riding the westerly wind."

It's a good name, but it's a pity he can't call it.

Ji Hanzhi limped towards the door, and was about to open it, but was stopped by someone who came after him, "I won't let you go unless your injury is healed."

Ji Hanzhi suddenly raised his head, shocked, "Are you going to imprison me?"

Nima’s so energetic S|M bridge actually happened to him, his whole body went numb as if electrified, “Where’s the whip, candle, and hemp rope?”

Zheng Chao hugged him from behind: "There is nothing, only me."

"Oh." Ji Han's mood faded, "Then let's start, take off the shirt or pants first? Or both? If you take off together, you have to help. I'll go up and you down, how about it?"

Zheng Chao couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was very business-like, "Let's have dinner first, and we'll talk after we're done."

Ji Han's tears were hazy: "The Last Supper." The Jesus in Da Vinci's pen must have been painted according to his face.

Lily was waiting at the dining table, and saw the owner helping his wife go downstairs slowly. The tender scene made her burst into tears, and she wanted to sing "Yala Suo".

"Madam, please sit down."

Lily pulled away the chair, and Ji Hanzhi sat down with his feet crossed, "Thank you."

"I don't know what you like to eat, I asked them to make some." Zheng Chao smiled.

A table of dishes for two people is simply extravagant and wasteful. Although this is a way for rich people to express hospitality, it is not appreciated by Mr. Ji, the representative of the working people at the bottom.

"I like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, tripe with garlic sprouts, fried cowpea, and curry vermicelli soup." Ji Hanzhi thought for a while, and still reported his own taste, "In the future——"

Wait, later?I really want to reward myself with a big-eared melon seed, where can I get any future.

Zheng Chao nodded: "Lily, order the following to cook the dishes Madam said."

"Yes." Lily turned around.

"Wait—" Ji Hanzhi picked up the chopsticks and pressed it against his neck, "If you dare to change the dishes, I'll show you to death."

A chaste and martyr, all the chastity archways in China can't be too much to award to him.

Zheng Chao was silent for a while, and then said, "Put down the chopsticks, let's eat." The implication is that there will be no change of dishes.

This is really an important step towards the success of the revolution.

There was silence at the dinner table. Ever since Ji Hanzhi confessed his feelings, the atmosphere between him and the big local tycoon has deteriorated.A businessman with a prominent social status, taking care of a university teacher, no matter how you hear it, it is quite unreliable.Forget it, it's still a male teacher who takes care of her.Mr. Ji, who has been influenced by the wind of French freedom, naturally doesn't care about these things, he is afraid that the reputation of the big local tyrant will be ruined because of this.Tell me, what a loss outweighs the gain.

With a little bit of superficial knowledge of economics, sociology, and logic, you will know which is more important.

It seems that it was not in vain to go to college again.Ji Hanzhi thought proudly, and the speed of eating couldn't help but increase.

"Eat slowly, be careful of choking." Zheng Chao reminded him.

Ji Hanzhi looked up at him, "I'm 28, not 82."

Holding his job bowl in his hand, Zheng Chao thought to himself, as expected, he has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, exactly the same as four years ago.

After dinner, Zheng Chao went back to his study to deal with official business, while Ji Hanzhi had nothing to do, sitting in the living room and watching TV.Looking at it, he felt bored again, thinking that if he stayed so honestly, the big local tyrant would really let him go?

Concubine Ai, you are so well-behaved and sensible, how can I be willing to let you go?

Your majesty, Jinkou Yuyan, you promised your concubine.

The widow repented, what do you want?

... not so good.

Look, the obviously simulated situation is very worrying.Ji Hanzhi thought, instead of sitting still and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack, first satisfy the big local tycoon, and then make him bore himself. After getting both physical and psychological comfort, he might let him go.

After turning off the TV, Ji Hanzhi limped to the bathroom and took a shower. Don't ask him how he did it. After the plaster was wrapped in a plastic bag, he wiped his body with a towel, washed his face indiscriminately, and put it on indiscriminately. A silk dressing gown.

How else can we say that Teacher Ji is physically disabled and strong, so he can be recommended to the Paralympics?

The study room was brightly lit, and Zheng Chao was busy dealing with the project proposals sent by his subordinates. He heard a creak, and the door opened. Looking up, Ji Hanzhi came in with a smile on his crutches and wet hair.

"My nightgown." Zheng Chao put down his pen and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Yeah, it's your nightgown." Leaning on crutches with one hand, the other shoulder tilted down, the wide nightgown slipped off, and the white shoulders were exposed, "It's a bit too big for me."

Zheng Chao stood up, walked to him, and pulled his nightgown on for him, "Don't catch a cold, I will dry your hair for you."

Seeing that he was sitting still, Ji Hanzhi resented in his heart, and pulled off his belt cruelly, the loose robe spread out, and he was completely naked inside.

"You're not wearing anything?" Zheng Chao glanced at Ji Hanzhi's body and said in surprise, "What do you want...to do?"

Ji Hanzhi carefully discovered the desire | fire hidden in his eyes, and smiled as if he had succeeded: "Everyone is an adult, you understand, Mr. Zheng?"

Zheng Chao put his arms around his waist and said in a low voice: "I understand, but I can't do it. You need to rest, not intense bed exercise."

Oh, how considerate.

Ji Hanzhi sneered: "I've already reached this point, Zheng Chao, don't make me look down on you."

Zheng Chao shook his head coldly.

Zheng Xiahui, please accept our worship!

Ji Hanzhi suddenly felt irritable. He thought that his charm was not as good as before. In the past, there were a lot of people who followed him with hooked little fingers and drooling. Now they have sacrificed their lives, but they ended up so embarrassing.

He tore off his nightgown resignedly, his slender body was shining under the light, except for the unsightly plaster legs, he was flawless.Oh, flawless?Use it as a fart.

Ji Hanzhi walked out of the study room on crutches, but he tripped over the wool carpet under his feet and fell to the ground!

"Ugh!" Ji Hanzhi grabbed the carpet in pain, "Damn it."

He swears.

Seeing him fall, Zheng Chao was so frightened that his heart stopped beating, he rushed over to help him, "How about it, is your leg okay? Does it hurt? I'll call the doctor!"

Ji Han's fire didn't hit one place, and while trembling with pain, he still had the strength to grab Zheng Chao and pull him to the ground.

President Zheng Da was caught off guard and crushed under Ji Han's body, he was even more flustered, thinking that he was hurting the person under him, "Ji Hanzhi——"

"Director Zheng!" Ji Hanzhi growled unconvinced, and held onto Zheng Chao's hand tightly, "Fuck | me."

"……what?"

"I call you..." Ji Hanzhi trembled, and said embarrassingly, "That's it, fuck|me."

The author has something to say: This is the case. It is said that you can ask for comments if you are cute, but the author is too young to be cute by himself, so he adopts the second method and writes a small theater. .There will be a small theater every one or two chapters, supplementing the article through time and space, thank you for your support. .

[Small theater ing]:

Male anchor's dream:

After officially taking over the company, Zheng Chao's life began to become extremely monotonous, dealing with official duties, socializing and drinking, worrying about his brother, three points and one line.

The secretary thoughtfully suggested: "Chairman, why don't you find a lady for you?"

Zheng Chaobai glanced at him: "If I want a woman, do I still need you to find her?"

Secretary: "Damn the young one, the young one has no vision, and doesn't know that the chairman wants a man!"

Men... I see too many men in the army, they are all rough men, their chest muscles are not as big as his, hmph.

Zheng Chao's only entertainment is going home and watching the news.On that day, he happened to drive to the provincial station, and the bright red title on the screen attracted him: An explosion occurred in the provincial petrochemical refinery, killing and injuring hundreds of people.

The male anchor who was broadcasting the news said contemptuously: "It has been three hours since the explosion, and the relevant departments have not responded. Our reporters have been refused interviews. This kind of evasive attitude is really resentful. They Where do we put the lives of the people? What we need is not just a survey answer, but an apology and reflection from the government. If any viewers have the same views as me, please send a text message to interact. I will reply one by one and promptly Feedback during the show."

"Ah."

Zheng Chao stared at the screen with great interest, seeing that handsome face chattering with extremely rich expressions, he looked at the mobile phone on the coffee table... stretched out his hand like a ghost.

The reply text message is still lying peacefully at the bottom of Zheng Chao's phone inbox.

[Heroes see the same thing, buddy. 】

He just sent three words: [Well said. 】