Today, the Foolish Scum Gong Screwed Me Over Again

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Seeing He Zhou, he immediately introduced with a smile: "Sister nurse, this is my husband, we just got married yesterday, are we handsome?"

The little nurse felt embarrassed when he saw He Zhou. When Qiu Yanzhi said this, he immediately agreed: "Yeah, it's pretty handsome. You look so good. I wish you a happy wedding!"

After the nurse gave Qiu Yanzhi the medicine, she went out quickly.

He Zhou glanced at Qiu Yanzhi, his tone was plain: "How come I have never seen you so slick."

Qiu Yanzhi smiled browfully: "I am very happy, Mr. He is finally willing to start to understand me."

He Zhou looked at Qiu Yanzhi's smiling eyes and unconsciously looked away.

Why does this person say so... (meat rou) hemp.

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Qiu Yanzhi stayed in the courtyard for a few days and insisted on going home to retreat.

Nothing else.

I just want to live with He Zhou and Meng Qikang.

One is simply to make the game (thorn ci) exciting.

The second is to see how far these two have developed.

And, can this man He Zhou want it?

To be honest, even if Qiu Yanzhi no longer liked He Zhou's face, he could not accept sharing a man with others.

Even if it's just in the game.

However, since he was injured, He Zhou's attitude towards him has eased a lot. If this situation continues to develop, this corner (color) of He Zhou should still be a good guide.

however.

This idea was destroyed on the first day of Qiu Yan's return home.

Qiu Yanzhi was discharged from the hospital without consulting He Zhou.

So that He Zhou came back from get off work and saw Qiu Yanzhi sitting at the dining table, all stunned.

He frowned slightly: "Why are you back?"

"I didn't like the taste of the hospital, so I decided to repose at home." Qiu Yanzhi looked at the rich dishes in front of him, looked up at He Zhou, and said with a smile: "Would you like to have dinner together?"

"No, I have eaten outside." He Zhou (Tuo) took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He turned around and was about to say something else, his eyes suddenly fixed.

Meng Qikang is coming out of the kitchen.

He wore an apron and brought a bowl of hot soup to Qiu Yanzhi on the table in front of him.

"Brother Qi Kang?" He Zhou froze for a moment. "Why are you here?"

Meng Qikang seemed to be tired. He pressed the place where he pressed his wrist and said warmly: "Yanzhi is quiet at home and needs care. I happen to be a doctor and I came to help."

He Zhou heard the words and frowned: "You made these meals?"

"Huh? I..." Meng Qikang was interrupted by He Zhou before he finished speaking.

He Zhou took two quick steps, reached out to hold his arm, and turned his wrist over.

Meng Qikang's white wrist had a small area on the inside, which was hot and red.

Meng Qikang stared at Qiu Yanzhi with a straight gaze (gougou), feeling a little uncomfortable. He wanted to take his hand away, but he couldn't move: "...the soup is too hot..." But it's not very serious, you let go and let go..."

He Zhou dragged him to the bathroom without a word to wash his wrists with cold water, then pressed him on the seat, took the medical box, and carefully applied Meng Qikang's scald ointment.

He did these things for half an hour, without looking at Qiu Yanzhi. He didn't look at Qiu Yanzhi until he helped Meng Qikang apply the ointment. His tone was cold: "Qiu Yanzhi, come here, I have something to tell you ."

Qiu Yanzhi put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "You say it, I listen."

He Zhou held Qiu Yanzhi's wrist tightly, almost (strong qiang) forced (sexual xing) to pull him to the room on the second floor, he walked so fast that Qiu Yanzhi stumbled behind him.

When He Zhou let go of his hand, Qiu Yan even had vivid fingerprints on his wrists.

Qiu Yanzhi has reduced the pain level by 70% on weekdays in order to prevent accidents since the sunset light incident.

He Zhou snapped the door shut.

His eyes stared straight at Qiu Yanzhi, his tone cold: "What the **** do you want to do?"

Qiu Yanzhi lowered his eyelids and his voice was cold and clear: "Don't you like it? I thought you liked him very much, and I would be happy to see him."

He Zhou: "He is not your servant and has no obligation to take care of you or cook for you."

Qiu Yanzhi: "Distressed? Or are you blaming me and putting him in the kitchen, not on you (bed chuang)?"

He Zhou's face turned blue, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I think you are sick. I will send him away now, and you will not be allowed to contact him again in the future."

Qiu Yanzhi's tone was steady: "Did you send him back and return, are you going to sleep with him (sleep Shui) tonight?"

He Zhou's eyes stared at Qiu Yan coldly until he heard it halfway, before saying: "It has nothing to do with you."

Qiu Yanzhi closed his eyes, and still maintained the angle (color) setting, the voice was difficult: "Don't go. Don't stay with him tonight...please."

The response to him was a loud knock on the door.

The room was quiet for a moment.

Qiu Yanzhi sighed for a long time.

Back, he fell on the big (bed chuang).

Rhubarb appeared in front of him with flapping wings.

It hesitated for a while before saying, "You are in a strange state today..."

Qiu Yanzhi lit a cigarette and took a heavy breath.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

Qiu Yanzhi closed his eyes wearily, his voice lingering: "Rhubarb."

"Helping Hezhou block the chandelier at that moment I was so **** dying."

"When I was about to pass out of pain, there was only one thought in my mind."

"Lao Tzu has suffered so much, he must get He Zhou, otherwise he will lose money."

"So I see that He Zhou is still like this, I feel very upset."

Rhubarb tilted his head for a moment and suddenly said, "I know, just like the little prince said, it is because you spend a lot of time on your roses that your roses become so important. Hezhou is Your rose, you love him."

Qiu Yanzhi was in a really bad mood. He almost laughed at Da Huang when he said that, he wiped out the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray: "Love your mother, He Zhou is not a real person, Laozi still Not crazy."

Da Huang Dao: "What's wrong with a real person? Not a real person is not worthy of being liked, do you know? Our game developers all say that our game's main love is also for people to evoke love (exciting love), let Everyone can have an unforgettable and wonderful love experience. Our game is so realistic, He Zhou is also so good, maybe you will really like him in the future."

Qiu Yanzhi stretched out and sat up from (bed chuang) and walked out of the door. When he remembered the naive comments of Dahuang, he couldn't help but want to laugh: "Come on, I like dogs. Would like him."

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Meng Qikang was sitting in a daze at the dining table and heard footsteps. He stood up and turned around to see. He saw that only He Zhou had come down. He couldn't help but ask, "What about words?"

He Zhou did not answer and said to Meng Qikang: "You eat first. After dinner, I will send you back."

Meng Qikang hesitated and said to He Zhou: "I can do it here, and I can take care of Yan Zhi."

"I can't." He Zhou reached out and held Meng Qikang's shoulder and pressed him on the seat. "You eat first."

How could Meng Qikang eat well, he ate some food quickly, but almost choked on it. He hurriedly took the soup bowl to drink the soup. Anyone just took a sip and wrinkled his entire face.

He Zhou poured him a glass of water and handed him a glass of water, saying: "Eat slowly, don't worry."

Meng Qikang grabbed the water and drank it, which made him feel better.

"I knew I wouldn't heat the soup just now." Meng Qikang was just burned, and now his tongue is still aching.

He Zhou froze for a moment: "Heating?"

Meng Qikang took a paper towel and wiped his mouth: "The maid prepared the meal early, and said that in order to wait for you to start, the food was cold and the food was cold. I thought that the soup should not be cold at least. The claim is taken hot."

He Zhou was slightly startled.

......This meal was not made by Qi Kang, the envoy of Qiu Yanzhi.

He looked upstairs.

It happened to see Qiu Yanzhi standing beside the handrail on the second floor, staring at him violently as he took Meng Qikang's hand.

Then Qiu Yanzhi's eyes slowly moved to He Zhou's face. When the two eyes met, Qiu Yanzhi turned around and slammed the door.

When He Zhou sent Meng Qikang out, it was raining again.

The night was dark, and the raindrops were falling on the ground, splashing bright white (color) apertures.

The sound is also nice.

Tick-tick constitutes the only sound between the two.

"...Yanzhi seems to like you very much."

Meng Qikang said suddenly.

He Zhou's action of wearing a seat belt paused.

Then he lowered his eyebrows and snapped the seat belt with a snap: "It has nothing to do with me."

Meng Qikang looked out the window: "Then why did you marry him."

"If I don't marry him..." He Zhou paused and looked at Meng Qikang, "I will propose to you, will you agree."

Meng Qikang froze.

Opened his mouth, but hesitated.

He Zhou looked at the road ahead and stepped on the accelerator to speed up.

He Zhou has liked Meng Qikang since he was a child.

But Meng Qikang didn't like him.

But this is not the main reason why he married Qiu Yanzhi.

same.

The company needed funds and was "captured" by the elders.

Nor is he the main reason for marrying Qiu Yanzhi.

Since Qiu Yan appeared.

He did many involuntary things and made many decisions with unclear motives.

Most of the behavior is like walking on the road, suddenly pulling a leaf, inexplicably, and as expected.

It's as if...is controlled.

This made him even more disgusted with Qiu Yanzhi.

The dislike of Qiu Yanzhi is clearly a foregone conclusion from the first encounter.

But I thought of Qiu Yanzhi's blood when the chandelier fell, and the cold eyes of the man who had just stood on the second floor.

He Zhou felt more upset.

His lips tightened, and the accelerator stepped down, faster and faster.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly appeared in his ear. He Zhou turned to look at the intersection on the left, and saw that in the overwhelming dazzling white light, a large truck was approaching him quickly!

He Zhou's pupils contracted suddenly, he hurriedly depressed the brakes, his body was trembling, only to feel that the whole world was fuzzy and silent.

Memories from many years ago poured into the brain.

In the night when it was pouring rain, the sound of whistle, bump, and cry.

The driver shouted in horror.

Father and mother pounced on each other when the accident came, and they hugged each other deeply at the last moment before they died.

When they were about to die, they still called each other's names faintly.

They are loving couples who have been in the newspaper.

He Zhou alone, with his head full of blood, sat alone, from awake to coma, from beginning to end, like an abandoned orphan.

The time Qiu Yanzhi helped him block the chandelier.

It was the only time he had an accident.

Someone saw him.

Someone hugged him.

"He Zhou..." There was a soft voice calling him.

He Zhou shivered and lifted his face from the steering wheel.

The big truck just did not hit them.

Even if the emergency brake was stepped on, it was protected by a seat belt, and there was no injury.

Ke Hezhou still had some tremors all over his body.

He unfastened his seat belt and opened the door. He almost escaped with some pretentiousness, leaned on the door, bent down, and gasped heavily.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the pouring rain poured on his body, dripping down his hair and cheeks.

Meng Qikang also hurriedly got out of the car, took out an umbrella, and propped it on He Zhou's head.

After about a few minutes, He Zhou's breathing gradually calmed down.

"Did you take medicine during this time?" Meng Qikang asked.

He Zhou wiped the rain from his face and shook his head.

Meng Qikang opened the door and was ready to sit in the driver's seat: "I will drive and take you to the hospital."

He Zhou raised a brow in one hand and blocked Meng Qikang's arm with the other: "No need to go to the hospital, I'm fine."

Meng Qikang stared at Hezhou for a while, and finally sighed and took a step back: "Then I will drive."

"No." He Zhou said, "I can."

"But since that incident you..."

He Zhou interrupted him: "I can't always be afraid to drive."

He Zhou quickly drove to Meng Qikang's apartment.

"You come to take a bath and change your clothes." Meng Qikang said, "all soaked."

After He Zhou took a shower, Meng Qikang took him the clothes he didn't wear, and made him a cup of hot tea.

"Your face (color) is not very good, you may be cold." Meng Qikang reached out to measure the temperature of Hezhou's forehead. "Why don't you stay with me tonight? I have medicine here, and the rain is getting bigger and bigger ."

Just as Meng Qikang's hand was about to reach He Zhou's forehead, He Zhou grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

He Zhou loosened his wrist and took a step back.

"No," He Zhou said.

He paused and looked up at Meng Qikang, whispering.

"Brother Qi Kang, I'm married."

Until He Zhou turned and left, Meng Qikang was a little stunned.

The door was closed.

The sound is not too heavy.

Meng Qikang looked at the direction of He Zhou's departure, his expression lost.

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He Zhou is actually a little tired, especially when coming out of the bathroom, he basically wants to be there (sleeping Shui).

Suddenly remembered Qiu Yanzhi's eyes and words before leaving.

Qiu Yanzhi begged him to say, don't let him stay with Meng Qikang tonight.

Somehow, He Zhou felt moved and wanted to go home.

Qiu Yanzhi is still waiting for him at home.

And in order to wait for him tonight, I heard that I didn't eat a bite.

What does Qiu Yanzhi like to eat?

When I was in the hospital, I praised it several times and said that the ravioli there was delicious.

He Zhou turned around and turned to the hospital where the wonton was delicious.

When He Zhou walked to the door of the house, he stopped suddenly.

He looked at the wonton specially bought, and remembered the words that Qiu Yanzhi and Qiu Yanzhi said when he walked.

The thought of Qiu Yanzhi was waiting for him in his home with unhappy, if he was sure to be flattered, surprised, and happy after seeing the wonton, he might even have unnecessary fantasies about himself, which was even more annoying.

But he raised the ravioli above the trash can for several times without throwing it away.

Finally, he sighed and opened the door.

then.

He saw that his always clean living room had become a mess, and bottles of snacks were scattered all over the place.

A bunch of strangers are eating hot pot together.

A strange man in a skirt shouted into the kitchen while drinking:

"Speech! The sheep (meat rou) is almost gone, I will eat the sheep (meat rou)!!!"

"The wine is almost gone!"

"Zhang Yuxuan, come here to help, what kind of uncle is sitting there!" Qiu Yanzhi laughed and scolded in the kitchen, unable to hear a little gloomy, even lively and cheerful, cheerful.

He Zhou's face (color) gloomy.

Then, with a cold face on his face, he held a shabby ravioli behind him silently.