When he walked to the second floor, Xia Xiqing saw a bathroom around the corner. He knew that it was close to Xia. He felt a little stuffy and prepared to go in and wash his face.

But as soon as he closed the door, he felt something was right.

The symptoms of evil have subsided most, but he is now suffering from fever.

He leaned against the bathroom door, took a deep breath and adjusted it, then walked to the sink, and poured it on his face with cold water. His neck was red in the mirror, and his body was burning with fire, his mouth was dry, and his temples were thrusting. He lowered his head and his fingertips trembled.

Been drugged.

Although he was willing to believe it, he calmly analyzed some abnormalities and must have fallen.

When he was outside, those rich second-generations often had some despicable things in nightclubs. Some pills and some liquids had light medicine. Those with light medicine had the effect of breaking the pieces, and those with heavy medicine had the certainty. Xia Xiqing was so stupid that he always used some things. Just a lot of people were rushing to stick them over, and he was using them.

But he didn't expect that someday a thing would be brought down to him.

Oh shit.

His legs began to become weak, Xia Xiqing held the sink, his chest was burning, and his forehead began to sweat. He thought of the cigar before him.

It must have been put in a cigar.

He tried his best to stand, but his legs became weaker and weaker, as if he was useless. He thought of Zhou Ziheng at the first time, touching his hand in his suit pocket. He could easily find his cell phone, but there was no signal.

Fuck. Xia Xiqing's back was soaked, and the medicine came to his right, his throat began to become hoarse, and the strange fire was about to melt him.

All the people are right.

Ruan Xiao, look for Ruan Xiao.

Xia Xiqing grabbed the sink hard and barely got up. He dragged the door with heavy steps. After walking two steps, he felt a dull pain in the back of his neck. He felt that he was forcibly stolen by two people, but everything in front of him was Qing.

The last second before losing consciousness.

What he thought about in his mind was Zhou Ziheng's name.

Crazy.

When Zhao Ke and Ruan Xiao went downstairs, they saw Xia Xiqing entering the bathroom and could not follow them. The two of them were chatting outside while waiting. Unexpectedly, they saw two men in black suits carrying Xia Xiqing straight towards the elevator.

"Damn it, does the Zhong family care?" Zhao Ke rushed up quickly, and closed it before he touched the elevator door. He cursed in a low voice while calling Zhou Ziheng while going down the stairs. Ruan Xiao took off his high heels and held them in his hands, and ran down the barefoot with Zhao Ke.

"The Zhong family will manage Wei Min. They have recently cooperated with real estate projects."

"Caocao, answer the phone, brother." Zhao Ke was so anxious that he was sweating. He called three times before Zhou Ziheng answered the phone.

"My brother Heng, you finally answered the phone. Where will you be later!"

"Driving, I'll arrive at the Zhong family soon." Zhou Ziheng's tone was very loud. Zhao Ke didn't hear it at all, and he didn't think about why he came here. He hurriedly told him the scene he had just arrived. "Xia Xiqing knew why, so she was picked up and removed by two men, and everyone fainted. I just saw him with my own eyes and walked to the bathroom. I knew what happened..." As he said that, Zhao Ke would come. After all, he was also in the circle, and he had come into contact with some kind of playful people. "Hey, it's time to be drugged..."

A string in Zhou Ziheng's mind was torn apart in an instant.

The accelerator hit the bottom.

"Stop him."

In the last sentence, Zhou Ziheng almost gritted his teeth and said it. Zhao Ke had never seen a child with a very high volume since he was a child. How about the silence? Zhou Ziheng was so anxious that he also put his silence on it.

"Zhao Ke, I just asked my driver to be there." Ruan Xiao frowned, "They got on the bus." She lowered her head and forwarded the photo the driver passed to her to Zhou Ziheng.

"I asked him to follow the car, did you drive here?"

Zhao Ke suddenly understood what Ruan Xiao meant. He grabbed Ruan Xiao's wrist and went downstairs to pick up the car. "Let's go chase the car and let the driver navigate together." He felt scared when he remembered Zhou Ziheng's tone just now, "I'm afraid that Zhou Ziheng will do something fatal if he loses control."

Ruan Xiao thought Zhou Ziheng's kind of person, "How could it be, Ziheng..."

Zhao Ke started the car, "Learn from him." Seeing that Ruan Xiao was not wearing a seat belt, he leaned over and quickly helped her tie it without saying a word. He took off his suit jacket and handed it to her, "Do you know what it looks like if someone standing at the moral high ground is bottoming out and rebounding?"

"I'm afraid that he came with a sniper gun now."

After following the positioning for five minutes, Zhao Ke finally found Wei Min's car. He shared the positioning with Zhou Ziheng all the way. At 11 o'clock in the evening, Wei Min was a sexy red supercar on the way.

"What should we do now?"

Ruan Xiao calmly analyzed, "Either go up and intercept people now, or follow him to the end." He glanced at Zhao Ke, "Convenient. If you make a fuss, Director Zhao..."

"I'm annoyed. The most fucking thing about the rich second generation." Zhao Ke cursed in a low voice, and then thought of Ruan Xiao beside him, "Sorry, I was talking nonsense when I was anxious and started the map gun."

"It's okay, I'm annoyed, too."

As he was talking, a black car drove over the opposite direction on the road, looking very familiar. Before Zhao Ke could figure out what happened, the car suddenly drifted and hit the red supercar that was driving fast, and was so scared that the supercar in front of him that braked violently.

"Damn." Zhao Ke also stepped on the brakes and said blankly, "Zhou Ziheng is here."

Sure enough, he was right. Zhao Ke saw a man getting out of the black car, wearing a black swallowtail suit, and he felt like he was carrying a stick in his hand. He took it on the car door. He knew how much force he used, and even the car body was shocked.

Just that figure, who is Zhou Ziheng?

He felt that he had hallucinations and felt a burst of fire on Zhou Ziheng's body.

Zhou Ziheng stepped on the front cover of the red supercar with his feet and stared at the person inside with a fierce look.

"Open the door."

Wei Min in the driver's seat was scolding the owner of the black car. He never expected that Zhou Ziheng would be even more frightened by his side.

He has been furious about Zhou Ziheng's background, but what does his mother have to do with him? He just acted in a TV show together, and he was fucking a fucking thing?

"What are you doing?" Wei Minqiang pretended to be calm, "I want to go to social news to find someone else. What's the point of being a fool to me!"

Zhou Ziheng looked expressionless and raised his right hand and pointed at the windshield in front of Wei Min with a baseball bat.

"Open the door."

‘“Fuck it, I understand…”

Before he finished speaking, with a loud bang, the windshield was smashed by Zhou Ziheng with a baseball bat. The glass slag splashed out and was embedded in Zhou Ziheng's arm. He still had no expression. He walked to the car door coldly, swung his arm, smashed the driver's window, reached in and grabbed Wei Min's collar, pulled his head out of the window. Wei Min's neck was only a few centimeters away from the glass fragments. Zhou Ziheng shook the pieces with one hand and penetrated them directly into his neck.

Crazy.People are absolutely crazy.

Zhao Ke was also shocked when he arrived. Zhou Ziheng, whom he knew, panic, untied his seat belt and got out of the car, and before closing the door, he instructed Ruan Xiao, "Don't get out, wait for me in the car." After that, he ran to the other side.

Wei Min himself is a soft boy. If you dare to get involved with a lunatic, your life is the most important thing.

He pressed the button and all the doors opened.

"I'm going, I'm going, I can let me go."

Zhou Ziheng let go and walked to the back seat. The fire on his chest was so dirty that it was so dirty that it was jumping wildly. Seeing Xia Xiqing fainted in the back seat, his shirt was torn apart, he felt that the last bit of reason had burned out.

"Ziheng," Zhao Ke ran over. Seeing Xia Xiqing lying in the back seat, "Take him away quickly, and if you are entangled on the road, you will be photographed. I'll help me to review the dog thing."

He lowered his voice, "Don't make any mistakes in recent sensitive periods."

Zhou Ziheng looked at him, and that glance made Zhao Ke look furrowed all over. He was a little suspicious that Zhou Ziheng would take Xia Xiqing away now, and now he made a wise decision, but Zhou Ziheng looked like he was completely in a position of taking him away.

Taking off his coat, Zhou Ziheng bent down and carried Xia Xiqing out of the car, covering his coat on his body to block his exposed chest.

"Look clear about what medicine."

After giving up a cold sentence, Zhou Ziheng hugged the unconscious Xia Xiqing and got on the black Lexus.

The moment when Xia Xiqing was carried out, the street light hit his face. Zhou Ziheng reached the normal flushing that extended his neck, and his neck was bare and his chest, but Xia Xiqing almost smelled alcohol.

His hot temperature came through his thin white shirt and was stamped on Zhou Ziheng.

Xia Xiqing looked like this, and Zhou Ziheng wanted to beat Wei Min alive now, regardless of his life and morality.

He just wanted to kill him.

Kill everyone who has a bad idea of ​​him.

Pulling open the passenger door of the passenger car, Zhou Ziheng gently put Xia Xiqing in his seat, lowering the seat so that he could lie down. The unconscious Xia Xiqing was sweating all the time, and his chest was undulating, like a fish that was about to suffocate after getting ashore. Zhou Ziheng closed the door and sat in the driver's seat by himself. He found that his hands were shaking, completely because of anger, fear, and regret.

If he did not arrive in time, if Zhao Ke was at the banquet today.

He dared to think about the following things.

I have never driven a car so fast in my life. He is like a firecracker, and the lead is burned to the last part, almost blowing to pieces.

The cell phone suddenly rang, Zhou Ziheng answered the phone and heard Zhao Ke's voice.

"Ziheng, I just came out. I checked the medicine outside the country and it was contraband. The medicine is very powerful, so it's so simple to be unconscious, and it will..." He suddenly spoke, and Zhou Ziheng also fully understood what he meant.

"Is it harmful to the body?" Zhou Ziheng didn't notice it, and his voice was trembling.

"There are sequelae, but the subsequent coma will lead to coma. Moreover, Zhao Ke was so angry that he was very angry, "and the scumbag put in the cigar, inhalation is faster than the medicine taken directly. The scumbag was originally used to deal with others, but by the time Xia Xiqing had a moment of wrong thoughts..."

Zhou Ziheng heard this and wanted to hang up the phone, but Zhao Ke spoke again, "Ziheng, the medicine is not solved, and it is specially used on straight men who do not have that kind of sexual experience, ...and find someone to help him..."

Originally, it was hard to speak out. Zhao Ke avoided Ruan Xiao and lowered his throat, his eyes were beating. Who knew that Zhou Ziheng hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

What's the matter?

When he drove the car into the garage, Xia Xiqing finally woke up from the dull pain. His eyes were all blurred, and everything in his vision was heavy. He turned his face powerlessly, and Zhou Ziheng's side face was approached.

"Zhou Ziheng..."

The sound of the opening was right, hoarse and sticky, completely under his control.

Zhou Ziheng stopped the car, held Xia Xiqing's hand, and then anxiously touched his forehead.

'sHe, 'sZhou Ziheng.

Xia Xiqing breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, the only little bit of rationality made him want to escape. Now, he looked like he was unhappy and was willing to see Zhou Ziheng when he was seen.

Seeing Xia Xiqing turn her face and her ears are normal red, Zhou Ziheng got out of the car and simply carried Xia Xiqing out directly.

“…Let me go…”

Zhou Ziheng just pretended that he didn't hear anything, and walked towards the elevator with big strides. Xia Xiqing tried his best to make him get normal. He pushed Zhou Ziheng's chest with little strength, "Let go..."

The elevator was narrow and quiet, and Xia Xiqing's abnormal breathing seemed particularly clear. Zhou Ziheng's arms were filled with his scent. The light perfume he used fermented a beautiful smell at the moment. It was tightly like a dense and airy net, entangling Xia Xiqing. Only those desires that could be spoken overflowed from the grid, like sticky honey.

And he had nowhere to escape.

His eyes were sore that Zhou Ziheng was preparing to take him to his home as he was ready. The dull knife with rationality was stabbed to the bottom. Xia Xiqing almost begged tone.

"I want to put my own home..." His hand grabbed Zhou Ziheng's shirt on his chest, and his voice trembled, "I...I'm drugged... Let me go..."

"I know." Zhou Ziheng opened his door, said nothing more, and carried him to the sofa.

He knew that Zhao Ke would say those words for himself, and he had never imagined that he would make further progress with Xia Xiqing, but he definitely looked like.

But if, as Zhao Ke said, imagine that picture, Zhou Ziheng felt that he would go crazy and completely collapse. He had accumulated too many dark emotions and could lose Xia Xiqing's thoughts at any time to torture him day after day. Every time Xia Xiqing approached him and kissed him, there was a dagger in his chest, which cut his dirty hair into his sword.

Xia Xiqing's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his lips were burned dry and red, slightly open. He seemed to be willing to go to himself, put the back of his hands on his eyes, and his chest was fluctuating violently.

Zhou Ziheng took out the ice water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the lid and handed it to his mouth, "Drink some water."

Xia Xiqing, who was extremely thirsty, turned his face and grabbed Zhou Ziheng's hand with his burning hands. Ice water flowed out from the corner of his mouth, soaking his collarbone with a white shirt. Zhou Ziheng recognized it at a glance, the shirt he wore when he and Xia Xiqing first met.

He quickly drank all the water. Xia Xiqing did not have too many symptoms, but after recovering a little strength, he tried to sit up from the sofa. However, the medicine was too strong. His hands just supported him and slid down from the edge of the sofa. He fell into Zhou Ziheng's arms half-squatting in front of the sofa, and his lips pressed against Zhou Ziheng's neck.

He shook his whole body like a conditioned reflex and tried to push Zhou Ziheng away violently, but he had no strength at all. He was about to go crazy and was about to go crazy.

"Let me go... Zhou Ziheng..." Xia Xiqing felt that there were two people in her body that were tearing her.

Once you become a believer of desire, you will be afraid of being seen by Zhou Ziheng.

"It's okay, Xi Qing." Zhou Ziheng kissed the top of his head and hugged him tightly in his arms, "I will find a way, it's okay."

The two split people stood at both ends of the saw, holding hands tightly, fighting for physical dominance, and making a cruel tug of war in Xia Xiqing's dirty.

"I'm hot..." Xia Xiqing's voice was wrapped in hot air and sprayed on Zhou Ziheng's chest. As time passed, the party occupied by desire seemed to have absolute dominance. Xia Xiqing's sutra was about to lose consciousness.

Zhou Ziheng could feel that the person in his arms was twisting his hot body, like a deformed trapped beast, making unfocusable sobs, fragile and exposed. From vague and clear words, it gradually became Zhou Ziheng's name.

Xia Xiqing licked and kissed Zhou Ziheng's neck, without any rules and no taboos. From the side of his neck to the chin, he kissed Zhou Ziheng's lips as he wished, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Xi Qing, Xi Qing..." Zhou Ziheng pulled him away, stood up almost intimately, trying to pick up Xia Xiqing, "I will take me to take a shower. Now I'm sober."

The effect of the medicine reached its peak. Xia Xiqing completely lost his mind. He curled up softly on the ground like a snake that was about to be roasted, stretching out his hand and grasping Zhou Ziheng's trouser legs.

"Ziheng......"

"." Zhou Ziheng spoke decisively, knowing who he was rejecting. In the end, Xia Xiqing, who had been enlightened, was so despicable that he was eager to take advantage of the situation and robbery.

Hearing the words "two", Xia Xiqing let go of his hand and turned over, half-squinted his eyes and looked at the ceiling. His violent breathing made him unable to finish the whole sentence in a complete way. He actually thought, and he wanted to say to him in a tone of caring and even mocking as usual, but now he was only intermittent, embarrassing as ugly as a faminer who was picky about food.

"Then I...I'll go find someone else...I originally...I...I'm also...I want to......"

Anyone can reach my worst side. But it's OK.

I have been there too many,  so .

"I'm going..." Xia Xiqing reached out and touched his pants pocket, as if he was looking for a cell phone.

Zhou Ziheng was finally driven crazy. He grabbed Xia Xiqing's collar, his eyes turned red, and every word he said it.

"Dare."

"Xia Xiqing, I said, "I will kill you if you dare to find someone else." Zhou Ziheng controlled his trembling hands, and only what Xia Xiqing had just said was left in his mind, "Is it only me? Have you seen me? I think I am the only one!"

He knew what he was talking about, and those despicable and vicious genes exploded out of thin air from his blood, completely dominating his body.

"Do I have anything to do with ..." Xia Xiqing's eyes also turned red, and his neck was strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe. "Zhou Ziheng... do we have something to do?"

The dagger was finally about to cut off his dirty clothes.

"I am who I am..." Xia Xiqing's whole body was tingling, "We started playing with it...I am now..." His brows were furrowing tightly, burning him through the fire, "I'm fed up... Let me go..."

Play with...

“彩.”

"Xia Xiqing, I am the only one in my life, and I am the only one."

I love you so much, I dare to get close to you.

"Let me." Zhou Ziheng pinched his chin hard, "What do we think we have to do with each other? I, Zhou Ziheng's people."

Hearing the words, Xia Xiqing sneered weakly and cruelly, "Ha, is that..."

The shaky sense of morality was shattered by a smile. Zhou Ziheng kissed Xia Xiqing like crazy, like a wild beast that longed for blood in prey, tearing everything with his book, trying to swallow him into his body piece by piece and transform himself into one.

Xia Xiqing had no strength to resist. He almost scattered his bones in Zhou Ziheng's arms and almost crushed them into powder.

It was too much. He finally melted into Zhou Ziheng's skin and his blood. He struggled, and no one should resist.

The lingering lips and tongues of dampness and heat attempted to lure Xia Xiqing's soul out, but the medicine was held hostage and hung in the air. Every attack by Zhou Ziheng was strongly revengeful, and the surging tide was about to drown him. Every gap where he could breathe, Xia Xiqing called Zhou Ziheng's name in a trembling voice, holding heat and desire.

"Ziheng...Ziheng..." His hands were holding Zhou Ziheng's chest weakly, trying to touch his warm skin, but his fingertips gave him half of his strength. It was really harsh to scratch. Zhou Ziheng frowned and kissed him, while holding his calm hand and pressing it on his waist.

"Hold me." He gasped twice, lowered his head and kissed Xia Xiqing's neck. Every time he touched it, it looked like a kiss with Huo.

He stood on the edge of .
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