My throat feels a little uncomfortable."

"That's it...you, I told you not to work too hard." Zhang Xiaoqin sighed and said, "Well, I'll let the people at the center help me out, and then I'll just take a taxi back. You don't have to come to pick me up."

It's too late for me."

"No, it's okay, I'll come now." Zhao Le quickly got up, looked at the scars all over his body in the mirror, gritted his teeth, and started to put on his clothes: "I'll be there soon, sister.

Just wait a little longer. I’m not worried about you being alone!"

"Okay then, there's no need to rush."

"I see."

Zhao Le took a deep breath, dressed neatly, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked out of the Xihai Tower Hotel.

…

"Dong Shaofeng!!Dong Shaofeng..."

In the private room of the bar, the phone made a sound like a roaring beast, and then the communication was turned off directly by Dong Shaofeng. After this, two of Dong Shaofeng's teammates burst into laughter.

"I can still picture this coward going crazy right now! It's so funny, Mr. Feng! This trick of yours is really amazing!!"

"Yes, yes, I guess this coward must be hiding and crying right now!"

"Why are you crying! Maybe someone is looking at my 'wonderful expression' right now, so why don't I masturbate again? Hahaha!!"

Dong Shaofeng didn't speak, he just looked at these two hilarious guys with a sneer, then picked up a bottle of beer and drank it slowly.

The teammate stopped laughing now, "But Mr. Feng, I thought you were going to post these photos and videos tomorrow. What, are you really going to let Zhao Le do something for you?"

Dong Shaofeng said calmly: "If you give them out now, you will only play with them once. But as long as I hold these things, I can play with them as I want in the next few years. Isn't it good to have multiple toys in school?"

The teammate said: "It's just asking him to buy fried buns tomorrow. Isn't it too cheap?"

Another teammate patted him on the head and said, "Pig! Master Feng is going to make the flower next door this time, and I'm buying a bun for her to eat! If you don't let this coward buy it, why don't you go buy it!"

As he said that, he looked at Dong Shaofeng and said in a flattering manner: "Young Master Feng, how about you send me a few of these photos so that I can play with them?"

"In this case, Mr. Feng can give me a portion too!"

Dong Shaofeng actually handed out one, "Watch it, don't cripple people, the days are still long."

"Know!"

Then the music in the box began to sound, and the several princesses who were called to accompany the guests also began to enter.

…

"Sister, I've had a hard day today and I'm tired. Please find some water."

After washing Zhang Xiaoqin's feet and massaging Zhang Xiaoqin, Zhao Le helped Zhang Xiaoqin lie down, covered her with a quilt, and then turned off the light and went out.

"You, stop reading later and go to bed. If you fall down from exhaustion, I won't know how to take care of you."

Zhang Xiaoqin, who was lying on the bed, turned around at this time and looked at Zhao Le as he warned her carefully.

"I understand." Zhao Le responded softly before closing the door to the room.

His smile, his calmness, could not be maintained at this moment... Zhao Le just stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqin's room, with his palm pressed in front of the door, slowly sliding down, grabbing... until his knuckles became hairy

white.

He stood for a long time before returning to the room, taking off his clothes, then finding some potion and began to wipe the scars on his body.

The moment the potion touched the wound, the burning pain made Zhao Le grit his teeth.

Zhao Le's eyes burst out with terrifying hatred... As if something was calling him at this moment, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the box he stuffed on top of the wardrobe.

He didn't know who the things in the box were from. Maybe it was just a prank, or maybe it was something else... But he didn't dare to deal with the things in the box casually. His intuition told him that the things inside were real.

of.

The instructions about the silver pistol written on the discarded paper card emerged clearly in Zhao Le's mind word for word.

He stood up suddenly.

It was just that he moved too much and bumped into the desk. The shaking desk suddenly caused the calendar on the table to fall down. Zhao Le saw the bright numbers circled with red pen on the calendar, and he sat down dejectedly in an instant.

Calm down yourself.

"I can't... risk it."

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

…

When Chen Mingming returned home, no one was there.

Unlike Zhou Yusheng's father, Chen Mingming's mother has made great achievements in her career. Although his mother and Zhou Yusheng divorced a few months ago, they have been separated for a long time.

I bought the house less than a year ago and spent a lot of money on it in a prosperous area.

Looking at the situation, his mother probably wouldn't be back tonight. Shen Mo took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and returned to his room.

He was sitting at his desk, and what happened after meeting Tara today suddenly flashed through his mind.

He then shook his head and began to pack his things. His table was packed with everything. Even after drinking the bottle on the table, the words on the label were facing the edge of the table.

.

Chen Mingming opened the drawer and took out a sketchbook from the drawer.

Opening it, one of the pages was the sketch he had drawn on the promenade by the river a few days ago... His painting skills are good, and he can be said to be of the hyper-realistic genre.
Chapter completed!