I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 952 Tracking Part Two (45)

"We have to eat later, please cooperate and it will be ready soon, otherwise we can get up in the middle of the night to eat supper."

He said threatening words in a flat tone.

The young man's teeth were pressed against his lips, he didn't understand why he had become like this when he was doing well?What does this person think of him?The bunny in the bar?A plaything for anyone to fiddle with?Or a minion she can do as she pleases?

"Why are you crying?" Zuo Qing wiped the corners of his eyes, then turned around: "Don't move around."

"Do you know? Whether it's a corpse or a crowd, I have never found a body that satisfies me all these years. Until I saw you, do you know what I like most about you?"

Wen Li was terrified, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak.

Zuo Qing stretched out her hand to caress the back of his neck, walked over the spine, and said gently: "Spine." She paused and said, "Section by section, it's very beautiful. I thought about peeling it off and storing it up, But then I found out that compared to it, I like your eyes more, especially when it cries, it is very beautiful, even more beautiful than the ones I once kept in the laboratory."

The boy's body trembled slightly, and the Butterfly Valley on his back trembled.

Zuo Qing stretched out his hand to hold it down: "Don't worry, I won't do that. Separate organs can't give me what I want, and I find that they are more interesting when they are assembled together."

"...You are perverted." Wen Li only said such a sentence that made the other party laugh.

After that, there is no later, all senses are attacked by pain and itching.

When Father Zuo came back, he was taken aback when he saw the extra people in the hall, then he put down his briefcase, sat on the sofa, and chatted with people while drinking tea.

Selanke's Chinese is very good, with a slight accent, which doesn't sound very awkward.

Zuo Nuan inserted a few words from time to time.

The few people were chatting just right, footsteps came from the stairs, Zuo Qing walked down, still wearing a meticulous white shirt, slender and straight black slacks, and luminous leather boots.

She went up to say hello, then went directly to the back kitchen, and went upstairs with a food box after a while.

Father Zuo felt weird, stopped the way and asked, "What are you doing? The food is already served, so I finally came back and sat down to eat together."

Zuo Qing turned around and explained: "My friend is not feeling well, I'll go over and take care of him."

The man frowned when he thought of Zuo's mother's message. He disapproved, not because he looked down on Wen Li, but because now was not the time. If something went wrong, his reputation would be ruined even if he didn't lose his official title. .

"I'll take care of it." She just said this and went upstairs.

Father Zuo stood for a while, and when he turned around, he met a curious face. Zuo Nuan asked suspiciously, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

He shook his head: "I just want to ask about academic matters."

"Oh." The girl nodded ignorantly.

At this time, the food on the table had already been set, Zuo's mother called everyone to eat, the house was lively and lively, and it was enjoyable.

In a certain room on the second floor, Zuo Qing looked at the boy hiding under the blanket, bent down and picked him up.

Wen Li grabbed the quilt and tried to cover his body.

She didn't say anything, opened the lid of the box, and the strong smell of food wafted everywhere in the house. She picked up the chopsticks and fed carefully.

The boy lowered his head the whole time, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at her, and his hand clutching the bedding showed his uneasiness.

　almost forgot
　　
　
(End of this chapter)