Strategy to Capture that Scum Gong

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Zhou Yi'an doesn't know how he is indifferent. He is like a statue. Maybe he doesn't want to move, but he can't move.

From the moment he saw Xie He, he understood the intention of Zhou Yizhe. Zhou Yizhe’s office is also something that others can enter casually. He specifically let the front desk put himself in, isn’t it just to let him see this scene?

Only Zhao Qing’s idiot would not know this, and his face was pale. No... He doesn't know, just acting. If you really don't know, haven't you heard the footsteps? Haha... A person who was ashamed in front of him, there is still the essence of such debauchery. I really saw it. Zhao Qing was the most powerful person.

He looked at Xie He’s frightened desperate to a bloodless face, slowly, revealing a false smile. “You don’t have to worry about Secretary Zhao, you continue to be busy, I can come back later.”

This fluttering words fell in Xie He’s ear, but it seemed to be a heavy hammer, which made him step back and his chest surged.

Zhou Yizhe frowned slightly, and Xie He’s performance made him regret a little. Before that, he never knew that he still regretted this emotion. But... he is even more reluctant to see Zhou Yi'an looking at Xie He with such complicated eyes of love, and it is easy to seduce the joys and sorrows of Xie He... No one can lick his things, even Zhou Yi'an does not work.

Although the act of swearing by sovereignty is a bit cruel to Xie He, the effect on Zhou Yi'an is very good. That is to say, continue to misunderstand hatred and go further and further.

Zhou Yizhe will not admit that he also has a day of fear of losing.

"Then there is no need to pour water, anyway, it is a matter of words." The purpose has been reached, Zhou Yizhe does not want Zhou Yi'an to stay here, his eyebrows slightly pick, with a plain tone: "Your plan, I agree." ”

The look of Zhou Yi’an’s haze flashed past. Soon, he smiled and said politely, “Thank you.”

"Go out." Zhou Yizhe swept his sight like a dust, turning to a gentle smile on Xie He, reaching out: "Come, let's continue."

Zhou Yi'an's hand on his side suddenly gripped, and the blood-staining light appeared in his eyes. It seemed that it could burst out at any time and destroy everything. However... he didn’t say anything after all, and he didn’t even look at it again.

Slowly, turned around and calmly helped them close the door.

Xie He looked at Zhou Yi'an's figure and disappeared behind the door. He suddenly lost the courage to persist. He stood there, ignoring, like a child abandoned by his parents, or a puppy abandoned by his master.

"Come here." Zhou Yizhe repeated it again, and the tone of voice became dangerous.

Xie He still looked at the direction of the door, motionless, as if the mind was taken away by the person who left.

Zhou Yizhe's chilly chin line is tight, and his lips are in a straight line. He actually feels such a scene glaring... He dares not to continue to exist, and Horan gets up and walks in front of Xie He, Zhou Yizhe looks down at him coldly: People are gone, what are they looking at?"

Xie He didn't seem to see him, or just saw a group of air, a block, and walked to the side, and the line of sight always looked out.

Zhou Yizhe has been ignored by this, his voice suddenly increased a little, sneer: "He does not want you, and will not come back."

He reached out and pinched his chin, and wanted him to look at himself, but he was embarrassed to escape! Such a move seems to have finally spurred Xie He, Xie He’s eyes suddenly shot the light of hate, and the strong hatred erupted from the pale to the soon to disappear, like the flower of death that was born and died. Dark and glamorous to the extreme.

"Don't touch me!"

In the heart of Zhou Yizhe's heart, a little pity was melted and evaporated under such gaze, and only a thick cockroach was left.

He raised his lips. "Oh, I can't help it anymore."

Zhou Yizhe stepped forward step by step, forcing him to step back and step back, until the back was held by the table, and there was no way to retreat. Xie He looked at Zhou Yizhe with his fierce eyes and tried his best.

Resentment, anger, desperation, reckless.

I have promised you, I promise you everything, why are you doing this to me? Why aren’t the last dignity and thoughts left to me? Why do you have to let Zhou Yian hate me! I hate you!

Xie He’s eyes only have deep resentment and despair that is forced into desperation.

For the first time in the eyes of the young people of Zhou Liangzhe, Zhou Yizhe saw such a strong negative emotion as if it were real, and what made him burst out of such intense emotions was another man... really, not reconciled.

Zhou Yizhe suddenly grabbed Xie He’s collar and lifted him up. Regardless of his struggle, he slammed his upper body back on the table. His cold eyes fell on Xie’s almost distorted face, laughing: “Why not simply To accept the fate, what is wrong with me, huh?"

"Give him up, follow me, don't have to be so painful." Zhou Yizhe's tone is like following the temptation, and the complex emotions in the black eyes are surging.

"Do, dream." Xie He only gave him two words.

Zhou Yizhe smiled, and the smile was horrible. The next moment, he pulled off his trousers and suppressed the still rude people running through him.

The pain caused Xie He’s face to twitch, but he still looked at Zhou Yizhe with that kind of resentful gaze. His lips were never sneer, and he seemed to be ridiculing.

This expression is too glaring, Zhou Yizhe blinked, why not give in?

Why are you still not giving in?

This is a rude to almost tortured sex--love, Xie He was pushed down on a huge, cold table. Every time he entered and exited, he seemed to take away a piece of flesh and blood from him, tearing him from the inside out, he The lips and tongue were bitten, and the blood ran down the corner of the mouth, always refusing to make a noise--hey.

Such a strong and reluctant side has aroused Zhou Yizhe's conquest, and his voice is sullen and cold. "Why don't you ask me, if you ask me, I may spare you."

Xie He’s mouth is bloody, suddenly, he slowly opened his mouth, in the expression that Zhou Yizhe looked forward to, spit out three cold words: "I hate you."

These three words are like the sharpest edge of the last string in Zhou Yizhe’s mind.

The last trace of reason disappears...

......

Xie Hezhen was on the ground. He was sore and weak in every inch of his muscles. He had no strength to struggle, and his tears blurred his sight. It is not that he is fragile to cry, it is only the instinctive reaction of the body under pain.

Who is who is in his body, who is it...

It’s Zhou Yi’an, Zhou Yi’an, the person he loves, the one he loves. It must be him...

Xie He’s painful face showed a smile, strange and pale, his hoarse opening: “Yi’an...an...”

Zhou Yizhe couldn't help but reveal the inner violent side. However, even if it didn't make the people under him succumb, the reluctance seemed to follow him to the last moment of death.

At this time, Zhou Yizhe finally understood that he could not make this person succumb. All previous obediences are nothing but illusions.

The youth is not strong, but his heart is deep and powerful enough to be impeccable.

Ming knows that there will be no results, Zhou Yizhe is still unwilling to stop, as if he just stopped, he lost, and he never lost!

"Yi'an..." Gentle and hoarse, full of love voices...

This voice, like the same basin of cold water, is down from the head of Zhou Yizhe.

His face changed, and finally, he let go of his hand and retired from the body of the youth.

A little bit of reason back to Zhou Yizhe’s mind, Zhou Yizhe looked at the dying young man who had completely stunned the past. In the end, he did not say a word for mercy. The only words he said were the name of Zhou Yi'an.

What did not lose, what will not lose.

They are all jokes.

He Zhou Yizhe, the first time he fell in love with a person, he lost his face.

Because he loves someone who will never love him.

[叮, target good feeling +5, current good feeling 92]

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Xie He felt that he was losing money. In order to brush his feelings, he lost all of his own. After Zhou Yizhe went mad, he immediately let the system help him to block the pain. As a result, the spicy chicken system said that he only had one level and could only block 10% of the pain. The remaining 90% of him can only suffer from his own life. In such a painful situation, he insisted on playing the last moment and succeeded in making the last blow of the crit. He admired himself.

[444: qaq host is greatly sorry...]

[444: It’s all too useless for me... Don’t ignore me...]

Forget it, he and this stupid system care about what, to complete the world must let him upgrade!

[Xie He: How much is Zhou Yizhe's feelings? He finally fainted and didn't hear it.

[444: Already 92! 】

[444: The host is big, do you want me to exchange the high-grade wound medicine produced by the system for you, the qq is very good?]

[Xie He: Oh, it’s so good, what was the bitterness of my previous experience? 】

[444: But you look like this.../(tot)/~~]

[Thank you: Rest assured, someone is more heartbroken. I will teach him to be a man :)

444: How do I feel that the host seems to be very angry? I am so afraid... I still don’t want to appear casually...

Xie He slowly opened his eyes, the nurse next to him found it, and ran out quickly.

Not long after, Zhou Yizhe came in.

He stood at the bedside of Xie He, and his complex feelings, the ambivalence that he wanted to approach, and did not dare to approach, struggled in his eyes. I don't want to let go, I would rather be hated than let go... But I don't want to see such hateful eyes, which makes him feel pain.

Zhou Yizhe did not speak, Xie He would not speak, he just looked at Zhou Yizhe quietly with calm and gaze. Like... waiting for the instructions.

Gradually, Zhou Yizhe’s heart was full of hopes. Xie He’s eyes were so calm, no hatred, no anger, as if nothing had happened. He came here with the feeling of being sentenced to death, only to find that he was forgiven, maybe... does he still have a chance? Thinking of this, Zhou Yizhe’s eyes became soft, and he spoke softly. “Are you hungry?”

Xie He flashed a trace of confusion in his eyes, then nodded obediently.

Zhou Yizhe smiled softly. He was happy to go out and bring food in, pick it up with a spoon, and carefully blow it cold before handing it to Xie He’s lips. "Sorry, the doctor said that you have recently eaten the liquid food that is easier to digest. This is a special nutritious meal. Wait for you, I will take you there if I want to eat."

"Good." Xie He Wenshun opened his mouth and ate it, without any resistance and dissatisfaction.

One feeds one, because of the cooperation of Xie He, soon a bowl of food is finished, Zhou Yizhe never thought that one day he would be so careful to serve a person, and he was still willing, even if the other party did not refuse, he would be happy. . Xie He’s performance made him realize what happiness is, and he could not help but start to imagine the beautiful life of two people. The first time I tried the taste of love, it turned out to be like this... fascinating.

As long as the other person's smile, it will be bright.

Although the means are not very bright, getting the youth is the most correct decision in his life.

Zhou Yizhe asked Xie He to rely on his own arms and coughed softly. "I was too angry yesterday... Sorry, I promise not to be like that in the future, I just want you to love me."

"I love you." Xie He looked at him with clear eyes and said.

Zhou Yizhe’s body is stiff and I don’t know why. This sentence does not make him happy. Instead, he has a sense of weightlessness on the empty cliff.

"I love you." Xie He moved his weak body, kissed the lips of Zhou Yizhe last week, and smiled: "I will obey in the future, I will follow you, I will never let you get angry... You should not worry about Zhou Yi'an again. Ok? He misunderstood me like this, I don't like him anymore."

For Zhou Yi'an, he has nothing to do. He will never resist again. He will never be angry again. He will never be angry again... because he can even give up his personality, anyway, such a dirty and ugly self, he I don't like it at all, it's better to use the waste.

"Well, okay?" Xie He looked at him with a wet black scorpion. There was no reluctance in his eyes. He only had to please, and the words in the lips of the sputum were spit out.

Zhou Yizhe’s heart is like an ice cave.