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On the night when he knew the truth, Hang Jianxing was still out of his mind, the long-lost fear came back, his thoughts were confused and he hadn't figured out how to deal with it.He felt that he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look at it, so when Zongzheng helped him clean up the dishes, he took it and knocked it down.

The fragments of the porcelain bowl fell between the two of them. Zongzheng glanced at Hang Jianxing in surprise, and he could detect the other party's absent-mindedness with a single movement. The short silence made him put away his thoughts of questioning, and just said: "Today I'll do the dishes, and you can accompany Xiaohang."

Hang Jianxing immediately agreed, and directly handed over the messy scene to Zongzheng. Zongzheng looked at the back of this person leaving, and he was sure that Hang Jianxing had something to hide from him!He would not ask face to face, he believed in his own investigation, and only hoped that Hang Jianxing would not let him down again.

The so-called variable is that it is unpredictable and comes suddenly.Hang Jianxing settled Xiaohang in the school the next day, and when he was going to find Su Minghuai, he bumped into Bernard at the school gate!

He left without saying goodbye in France, so this person should not be here! Bernard didn't understand the fear in his heart, so he planned to come forward to hug and say hello as always, while Hang Jianxing retreated more than a few steps like avoiding a beast.

"Pourquoi (why?)"

Hang Jianxing could only look anxiously at his blue pupils and didn't know how to explain it, only said coldly: "Pourquoitueslà (Why are you here?)"

"Vosamisvousdirequelque chose□□antdemedire, jepensequej'aibesoindevenirenChine. (Your friend told me everything about you, I think it is necessary for me to come to China.)"

It turned out to be Rong Luo!Hang Jianxing couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but he forgot that his old friend was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and that he had written too many bloody scripts. Is it the finale?

Unfortunately, the male protagonist in Rong Luo's novel is very different from his own. He has already pushed himself to the edge of a cliff with such a trick!

"Tut'inquiètes de laprésence detonex-ami Jesuisencompétition□□elui,etjecroisquevousetiln'estpasparfait,tonamit'aditquetun'□□aisjamaisassezbienpassé. (Are you worried about your ex-boyfriend's appearance? I'm here to compete with him this time, and I don't think you are suitable for him , your friend said you were not doing well before.)”

What do outsiders know!Every second that Hang Jianxing spends with him will only intensify the fear in his heart!He has not forgotten every word that his aunt said in his ear yesterday, and he cannot be blamed for his incompetence. Now he is not allowed to take a wrong step, especially when he meets the person who should not be seen the most!

The existence of Bernard is no different from a prostitute. As long as Zongzheng knows that he likes him, then this liking is the evidence of "conviction", a lead that can make Zongzheng explode!

Hang Jianxing was so anxious that he didn't know how to persuade people away in French, but Xiao Li, who was not far away under the shade of a tree, quietly pointed to his mobile phone, and then glanced at the bodyguards around him. His reminder was already in place .Zong Zhengdan already knew about Bernard's appearance, and perhaps soon, he would investigate Hang Jianxing's past in France and know the existence of this admirer...

Dare not to continue to conceive, the picture of Zongzheng's mother lying in a pool of blood flashed in my mind more than ten years ago. Although I have never seen her in person, the picture is so clear, it always seems that I have personally participated in it!

"Allez! (Let's go!)" Hang Jianxing seldom yelled at people, and directly yelled at Bernard, "Situveuxquej'arrive, jet'ensupplie! (If you want me to live well, please!)"

Although we talked about this point, Bernard didn't understand, and he still stood still like a mountain. The anxious Hang Jianxing looked at the sky speechlessly. He had to send Bernard away before Zongzheng arrived. This was the only thing he could do. Compensatory measures!

Twenty minutes later, Dang Zongzheng hurried over from the company, got out of his car and stood at the gate of the elementary school, looking at the few pedestrians around, and kept searching for the figure of that person.Xiao Li on the side pointed to the black car next to him, and Zongzheng couldn't wait to walk over and open the car door, and saw Hang Jianxing sitting alone in the back.

The outside wind blows in, and the north wind brought by the cold spring can be cold to the bones.Although he was fully prepared, Hang Jianxing was still frightened.

He didn't see the Frenchman, but Zongzheng's anger didn't diminish at all. He ignored Hang Jianxing but left him for seven years!In the past seven years, who can guarantee that there is no one else by his side!

Zongzheng closed the car door vigorously again, walked to the other side and got in, and ordered the driver to drive directly to the apartment.On the way back, Hang Jianxing could only hear the beating of his own heart. He always felt that even this heart was separating from him, and he could only sit half a meter away from Zongzheng, unable to move!

Many years ago, he was brought back to the apartment by Zongzheng in such a panic. He was also so weak that he didn't even have a word of resistance. He was pressed against the wall of the apartment to bear the anger of this person.In the past, I only got angry when I saw myself with others, but now it doesn't work to send people away.

"Is there still no word yet?"

"If my words were useful, I would have said them long ago."

It might be useful, but Zongzheng didn't believe in himself at all, so it was just a little more nonsense.

Zongzheng's expressionless face was close to Hang Jianxing, he had nowhere to hide, Zongzheng pressed his lips, although it was whispering, it made people feel cold on the soles of their feet, "Well, what I wanted to do seven years ago Things, today finally, get, pay, what, wish."

Zongzheng hooked his hand and walked in, all his words and actions were so gentle, but Hang Jianxing always thought of a fallen angel in front of him: so beautiful, but like a snake and scorpion, people can't avoid it .

Hang Jianxing finally thought of struggling, he tried his best to throw away Zongzheng's hand, but this person was also determined not to let him go, the two entangled in the living room, knocked down the glass, knocked down the shelf, and left each other on the ground land.Don't look at Zongzheng who has been staying in the office all the time, and now he is as ruthless as Hang Jianxing, who has a wheat complexion.

Zongzheng's hand strangled Hang Jianxing's neck, and the blue veins in his hand echoed the bursting veins on the pinched neck below. The air in Hang Jianxing's body was getting less and less, and he also reduced his struggle for a moment. Thinking of it, it would be okay if Zongzheng could directly strangle him to death like this.

Zongzheng didn't let him go, quickly took out a small medicine bottle from his suit pocket with one hand, poured it directly into his mouth, and then let go of his hand to let Hang Jianxing breathe heavily.Taking advantage of this gap, he leaned over and kissed his mouth, covering the whole mouth. Hang Jianxing choked on the liquid for a while, but no matter how much he coughed, Zongzheng didn't let go until Hang Jianxing swallowed it completely.

Only now did Zongzheng move away from him at ease, and he did his best to achieve the goal. He leaned aside and watched Hang Jianxing lying on the ground like a corpse.Zongzheng has always been full of strange medicines, this one is the strongest anesthesia, within half a minute, Hang Jianxing lost the strength to struggle, and when Zongzheng regained his strength, he dragged him into the darkroom.

Just like the perverted murderer in the movie, Zongzheng opened the mechanism of the table in the room with a cold face, and a bed appeared. He turned back with a smile, looked at Hang Jianxing who was leaning helplessly by the door, and enjoyed his Scared look.Hang Jianxing looked at all this with wide eyes, and there were handcuffs on it, why didn't he notice it when he came in!

He still had the strength to speak, but he was so frightened by Zongzheng at this moment that he lost his words, even though he confined himself on the bed, he didn't know what he was going to do next.

"Do you feel familiar?" Zongzheng lay beside Hang Jianxing after finishing everything, and whispered in his ear, "I did the same to you in my sophomore year. It shouldn't be like this, just stay by my side obediently , nothing will happen."

Hang Jianxing chose to close his eyes and stop watching all this like a poisonous snake spitting out letters beside him, but Zongzheng always had a way to make him pay attention to himself.

Zongzheng tore off his clothes slowly. In the darkness, his sense of touch was magnified, and Hang Jianxing could even imagine his movements in his mind, and the feeling of the picture was lingering.

Zongzheng's hand was walking on Hang Jianxing's smooth body, and he hadn't seen him for a few years. His thin ribs had developed strong muscles, both the chest muscles and abdominal muscles were faintly formed, and the fire in Zongzheng's eyes was even more intense. !He was even more reluctant to let go of Hang Jianxing like this.

He gently teased a certain bulge with his fingertips, and the sweet yang spread to every corner of Hang Jianxing's body. Hang Jianxing secretly bit his lips to keep his emotions from showing, but how could Zongzheng not notice it.

For half an hour, Zongzheng stripped off Hang Jianxing and stood beside him in his neat clothes. Hang Jianxing already had some disgust for same-sex affairs, and he couldn't stand being naked and being watched blatantly!

"Seven years, I haven't missed you for a second, but what about you?" Zongzheng walked up to Hang Jianxing's head, knelt down and stared at his face, "Did that French man kiss this before? Just kissing on the cheek?" His fingers rubbed the face with tenderness, but Hang Jianxing thought he wanted to change his face.

Zongzheng went around to Hang Jianxing's lower body again, and without warning, pinched the half-pronged object. This person's body was still very honest.

"I hope this thing hasn't been touched by someone else, otherwise, I will destroy it."

In fact, both of them knew that the other party hadn't found anyone else in these years, but Zongzheng just cared about every man and woman who appeared around Hang Jianxing, for no reason!

He took off his pants, climbed directly onto Hang Jianxing, and sat down without any prelude. He never cared about such a shameful behavior. He wanted to truly own Hang Jianxing and integrate with him. Either way!