surrender to her

Chapter 99

Zhao Zhuosong had planned to be exposed a long time ago. In other words, he never thought of getting out of his life from the very beginning this time. He was soon wanted by the police nationwide as a major suspect in the Meng Zhiying case and other cases.

The news caused a public outcry.

The Meng Group was even more chaotic, without a leader, and internal disputes arose everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, more than a week passed, Zhao Zhuosong was still not arrested, Meng Yingqing was under the surveillance of the police, and many people were devastated.

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bathroom.

The water valve switch is facing Lengge, and the water splashes down from the top of the head, following the man's perfectly carved three-dimensional outline and strong neck, winding all the way to the undulating and firm chest and abdomen, slightly concave ridges, further down...

He brushed his black wet hair back, put his arms on the wet wall, lowered his head slightly, lost in thought, and his eyes were deeply unable to see through his thoughts.

After a while, the bathroom door was suddenly opened, and he looked sideways.

In the next second, the frosted glass door of the shower was also pushed open.

At the next moment, he was completely naked, facing the indifferent Meng Cheng who looked at the naked spring as dung.

He Liangchi: "..."

Meng Cheng was wearing a white silk nightdress, walked under the shower head with slippers on, put his arm through the man's waist, and hugged him silently.

He Liangchi turned off the water valve, pulled a bath towel beside her and put it on her body, and asked in a low voice, "Dreaming again?"

Meng Cheng shook his head, "He Liangchi..."

"Yeah." He replied.

Meng Cheng said softly: "Bad people will have bad retribution, just like Meng Zhiying was bitten to death by her poisonous snake, Zhao Zhuosong will also be caught by the police, right?"

He Liangchi hugged her skinny shoulders, kissed her hair lightly, "Yes, don't think about it."

"So Ah Chi..." Meng Cheng looked up at him, with inexplicable anxiety and fear floating in his eyes, "Promise me, you will never do anything stupid, okay?"

The sound of dripping water made the bathroom quiet for a moment, He Liangchi looked at her dizzy wet red eyes, lowered his gaze to her lips, supported the back of her head with his palm, lowered his head, and kissed her down.

Meng Cheng raised his head and closed his eyes, a crystal clear teardrop overflowed from the corner of his eye and fell into his hair.

Wiping the corners of her eyes with rough fingertips, He Liangchi was taken aback when he heard her gradually panting, "Why are you crying?"

Meng Cheng couldn't help sobbing, "That's right, I'm suddenly scared... I don't know..."

He Liangchi rubbed her lips gently, rubbing against her lips, and seemed to be away from each other while tossing and turning.

"Don't do anything stupid."

Said in a low mute voice, the scalding heat emanated from the man's body through his muscles, and there was a "呲啦", the sound of the skirt material being torn.

The bath towels fell down and piled up at his feet, Meng Cheng's back felt cold when it touched the air, but his front seemed to be on fire.

His kiss changed meaning.

His mind gradually became dizzy, and his consciousness was blurred and chaotic. Meng Cheng didn't know how long he had been making trouble in the bathroom before he fell into the soft bed.

Perhaps because he was surrounded by his familiar heat, Meng Cheng found a safe protective cover, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

……

The person in his arms was exhausted, he washed his body and let him fiddle with it, and then fell into a deep sleep.

He Liangchi took off the chain on her wrist, and a thin raised scar appeared. He unscrewed the scar-removing ointment, and the gel-like ointment stuck to his fingers, and he rubbed it evenly for her to spread.

After that, I changed another box of ointment and applied it to the thin calluses on her palms that had been worn down over time.

"Meng Cheng, if you dare to die, I will die with you..."

His voice was almost low, so soft that no emotion could be heard, and it disappeared in the silent night.

"But we shouldn't be the ones being tortured. We should live well and watch them die well."

Watching them burn to death.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, He Liangchi went to the company and came back to find that Meng Cheng was still awake. After the meal was ready, he walked into the bedroom and dragged her out of the bed, "Get up, eat something to fill your stomach." Fill your belly."

Meng Cheng didn't even open his eyes, grunted and broke free from his shackles, covered his head and returned to the soft quilt, roared in a sullen and sullen protest: "I don't want to eat! I don't want to eat!" Hungry! I'm tired! I need to sleep!"

Because I didn't have any strength, the voice I yelled was soft.

He Liangchi didn't understand, "Are you so tired?"

He stared at the bulging quilt, and the people inside didn't return. After a moment of silence, Meng Cheng threw off the quilt, revealing a messy head, "How hard are you using yourself! Don't you know yourself?! Ah?! "

He Liangchi didn't understand any more, with a smile in his eyes.

Ask back: "I worked hard, are you still tired?"

Meng Cheng: "..."

"Get out now, I don't want to see you!"

After speaking, he wanted to cover his head again, He Liangchi knelt on the bed with one leg, threw the quilt aside, and during the two seconds when Meng Cheng was dazed and didn't realize it, he grabbed her arm and directly pulled her up from the bed , carried on the shoulders.

Clamping her kicking leg with one hand, she walked to the bathroom.

Meng Cheng exclaimed: "Ah! Something's wrong with you this morning, He Liangchi?"

He Liangchi said indifferently: "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be the morning of the third day soon."

Meng Cheng: "..."

She hung her upper body upside down behind his back, taking the opportunity to pat his butt hard,
Meng Cheng: "..."

What's the matter, now she can't even talk about him?

He Liangchi spread out a bath towel and put her on the sink.

Meng Cheng glared at him fiercely, and complained, "I'm going back to sleep tonight!"

He Liangchi didn't change his face when he said such indecent words, raised his eyebrows calmly, squeezed the toothpaste and handed it to her, nodded in agreement: "Okay,
He was amused by her expression, straightened his expression, and urged a little helplessly: "Hurry up, your face is going to be cold."

He Liangchi faced her face to face, with his arms stretched out to support the edge of the table beside her, his shirt buttons were unbuttoned a few times, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows when the noodles were just cooked, his tendons were showing.

Meng Cheng brushed his teeth and muttered vaguely: "Why are you so stinky and shameless now... Who did you learn from..."

"Xiang Zhao is unlikely, it must be Mo Chen, that dishonest..."

He was still very angry while talking, and the mint-flavored toothpaste froth spat all over his face.

He Liangchi: "..."

The egg noodles made by He Liangchi tasted familiar, Meng Cheng suddenly thought of Meng Zhixing, and his nose felt sore.

He wanted to see Lao Meng, but felt ashamed to see him.

"You haven't forgotten how to make this side?" Meng Cheng asked him with his head down, biting the noodles.

"Yeah." He Liangchi looked at her and said, "I make it every year on your birthday. No one eats it. Put it in a bowl and let it cool down."

Let it cool down and eat it alone.

As soon as Meng Cheng stopped moving, tears fell down in a short while.

He Liangchi didn't mean to make her cry deliberately, he held her hand tightly, just wanted to tell her.

"So Meng Cheng, you should eat two bowls every year on your birthday, so that you can make up for it."

Meng Cheng smiled, "I know."

(End of this chapter)