He is from a fighting nation

Chapter 105

Wu Liang looked at the dense milk of Wang Zai, pondered Zhou Xiangwan's words again in his heart, and said, "What do you mean leave it to my child? What about you?"

Zhou Xiangwan pursed his lips and said, "Isn't your child my child?"

Wu Liang thought for a while, vaguely felt that something was wrong, but couldn't put it into words, and added: "Next time, you have to say, our child."

When Zhou Xiangwan heard this, his eyes became hot, and his heart was terribly sad, but still relying on his super acting skills, he avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "I don't want children, I want your full attention to be on me!"

Wu Liang agreed very much. After all, Zhou Xiangwan was a handsome man who could hold up to five hundred brats, so he didn't go into it further.

The next day, the weather was calm. Although the two of them were used to living in big houses and squeezed into the suites of ordinary people, they didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, they felt like an old couple, and the years were quiet.

Zhou Xiangwan hung up his earphones and sat in front of the computer for a day. Wu Liang went to see it two or three times, and found that Zhou Xiangwan was playing games, so he didn't bother him. Birthday surprise.

What Wu Liang didn't know was that Zhou Xiangwan would turn on Miracle Nuan Nuan with an extremely calm face every time he came, and when he left, Zhou Xiangwan had an honest face again, Open another chat page and silently arrange funeral affairs.

Wu Liang never expected that Zhou Xiangwan, a bear man with his mind full of beautiful clothes, would start working secretly!

After Zhou Paohui's accident, his mailbox was overwhelmed by a large amount of mail overnight, most of which came from Zhou's family.Everyone in the Zhou family is in danger, afraid that it will be their turn next. They do business and become officials, but they are helpless in the face of a frenzied terrorist. They pin their hopes on Zhou Xiangwan, just like in the Shuguang If Zhou Xiangwan can beat them once, he can beat them a second time.

Zhou Xiangwan didn't bother to care about them, ruthlessly emptied the mailbox, put down the mouse, and lay down on the table sideways, listlessly, staring at the phantom in the void, his eyes gradually covered with mist.

If it is said that a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, Zhou Xiangwan's heart is as hard to fathom as the fart of a little ant, and he can't even figure out what he wants.

All he knew was that he felt uncomfortable, and his heart was weighed down like a boulder, making him breathless.

Zhou Xiangwan will never be able to redeem the tragedy of his previous life, the more he likes Wu Liang, the less he can forgive himself.And in this life, what he is most afraid of is that Wu Liang will be hurt because of himself. This time, Xiao Jinhe gave him an anesthetic injection. What about next time?

That's the only person he can't lose.

Zhou Xiangwan fiddled with the mouse, and the tears accumulated in his eyes became more and more full. He blinked, and the tears suddenly flowed down the bridge of his tall nose.

Wu Liang deserves the best person in the world, but he is not.He is irresponsible, has a bad character, is moody, and acts like the sky, he is a troublemaker who will only cause trouble for Wu Liang.

He's just a rich, peerless beauty.

The more Zhou Xiangwan thought about it, the more sad he became, crying two waterfalls, so sad that he lost his shape.

As soon as Wu Liang opened the door, what he saw was Zhou Xiangwan crying on the table. He was startled and asked, "Zhou Xiangwan! Why are you crying?"

Zhou Xiangwan took out a wet towel to wipe away his tears, sobbed and said, "...you come here."

Wu Liang was full of doubts about being a straight man. As soon as he walked over, Zhou Xiangwan slapped his face on his stomach crying, his big head rubbed against Wu Liang's striped pajamas like an electric dragon drill, rustling Static electricity was generated from the friction, and the soft curly hair suddenly stood up in a jerk.

Wu Liang: "..."

Wu Liang has crammed a lot of knowledge about mental illness in the past few days. He knows that many people who are prone to depression are particularly vulnerable emotionally. It is best for family members not to make a fuss, otherwise it is easy to increase their psychological burden.Wu Liang felt that this was a normal phenomenon and treated it tolerantly.

Wu Liang looked down at Zhou Xiangwan's shaggy head, raised his hand to comb his hair, and asked, "Didn't you match it with beautiful clothes?"

Zhou Xiangwan couldn't think of a reasonable reason for a while, so he humiliated his power and humiliated the country, sounding aggrieved.

Wu Liang coaxed: "Go to bed first, I'll make an appointment with the game company later."

Zhou Xiangwan suddenly thought of the plot of the domineering president Tianliang Wang Po, and said, "Don't bankrupt it, I might still play."

Wu Liang: "...I didn't."

Zhou Xiangwan buried himself in Wu Liang's stomach, took a deep breath, and said sullenly, "Are you smoking again?"

After Wu Liang finishes his day's work, he is used to lying on the massage chair with a clean dead face, smoking a cigarette in silence, doing nothing, emptying his mind, and sorting out his memories. This is called Wu Liang. Cool "smoke after the fact".He had obviously brushed his teeth carefully and changed into new pajamas, but Zhou Xiangwan still smelled it.

Zhou Xiangwan never got the sexiness of tobacco smell, said: "I don't like you smoking, you smell like sausage."

Wu Liang: "...Then I won't smoke anymore. Don't cry. OK?"

Zhou Xiangwan felt dissatisfied again, and made trouble out of no reason: "You can do whatever I tell you to do, why don't you have any principles at all! Aren't you easy to be used by others?!"

Wu Liang was a little helpless, and also a little bit of the happiness of being controlled by others, as if his lonely life finally had a strong rope to hold it, and said softly: "Princess Wandou, if I don't stop you from being angry, I don't want you to be angry too." , then what do you want from me?"

I hope you are healthy and happy.Zhou Xiangwan thought about this, and wanted to cry again—but, Wu Liang was killed by him in his previous life. Wu Liang was obviously afraid of pain and cold, but his death was so painful... so cold.

If Wu Liang knew the truth of the matter and what kind of bad person he was, would he still forgive him?Even if he can forgive him, what right does he have to drag such a beautiful person into his muddy life.

Zhou Xiangwan suppressed the bitterness, wiped away tears on Wu Liang's clothes, and said in a deep voice, "You must quit. You are a weak chicken, smoking is worse than drinking more milk."

Wu Liang smiled and said, "Okay."

Zhou Xiangwan had cried enough, raised his head from Wu Liang's stomach, and said, "Go back to sleep, and I'll come right after I wash my face."

Zhou Xiangwan cried out an asymmetrical face on Wu Liang's clothes. Wu Liang looked down, pinched the hem of the clothes again, wiped Zhou Xiangwan's tears, and said seriously: "Your eyes are The amount of water coming out is inconsistent. It's weird..."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

After Zhou Xiangwan washed his face, he entered the bedroom. Wu Liang was lying symmetrically on the central axis of the bed. When he heard him come in, he moved a little to the side.

When Zhou Xiangwan used to go to bed, he always jumped on it like diving into the water, and even jumped a few times excitedly, and finally pressed on Wu Liang's body with a thud, and acted coquettishly.

This time, he was uncharacteristically, lifted the quilt, turned onto the bed lightly, and lay down in a well-behaved manner, with his face turned sideways in Wu Liang's direction, as if he was looking at him, or staring at the air in a daze.

Zhou Xiangwan can now see two Wu Liangs, one is a living Wu Liang, who has warmth, will smile at him, and can hold him firmly in his arms.

The other was a phantom exactly like Wu Liang.

Faintly, palely, looking at him lifelessly, following him like a shadow, reminding him all the time what he did to Wu Liang and what kind of person he is.

Zhou Xiangwan stared at the phantom masochistically for a while, lying motionless on the bed like a statue.

Ever since Wu Liang slept with Zhou Xiangwan, he always pretended to be asleep first, and could only close his eyes after Zhou Xiangwan fell asleep.After Zhou Xiangwan fell asleep, he would roll around unconsciously, until he was held in his arms like a doll, and then he would calm down and sleep peacefully.An hour later, Zhou Xiangwan still hadn't fallen asleep, but pretended to be asleep—something was wrong.

Wu Liang turned his head, opened his eyes suddenly, and was facing Zhou Xiangwan's unblinking blue eyes under the faint moonlight. Wu Liang had never seen Zhou Xiangwan's eyes like that of a demon before, and was startled. With a jump, he grabbed Zhou Xiangwan's wrist and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you today?! What's going on? Zhou Xiangwan, I have something to talk to..."

Wu Liang swallowed all the words that followed, because Zhou Xiangwan rushed forward and kissed him.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't like a kiss, it was more like a nibble.

Breathing and interlacing, licking the lips and teeth like a wild beast, passionate, like the fire of the doomsday, burning the mind to the ground; pain, like the last long cry of the thorn bird before landing.

After the initial pain, Wu Liang's lips were already paralyzed, and he could only taste the rust-like smell of blood spreading between his lips and teeth.

He kissed hard like it was the last time in his life.Thinking of this, Wu Liang raised his hand and pushed Zhou Xiangwan. Without much effort, Zhou Xiangwan let him go, clutching his wrist, his eyes were red, looking at him as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart.

Wu Liang was not at ease, and panting, "Zhou Xiangwan...you are not allowed to make trouble...you must stay by my side...you sign...you signed the contract...you promised me..."

Zhou Xiangwan's eyelashes drooped like wet feathers, and he said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..."

Wu Liang was angry and bitter, and shouted: "Zhou Xiangwan, can you fucking be reasonable!!!"

After Wu Liang yelled, a kind of fear that his beautiful wife was about to elope with Lao Wang next door swept over like a tornado, and he realized that Zhou Xiangwan's state this time was worse than throwing his love contract into a shredder , because his attitude was very calm, with a certain sense of sadness and determination.

Just like the love mentor Wei Tianxiang said to him, the signal that a girlfriend is really leaving is not a crackling quarrel, but a soft sound when the door is closed with a smile.

Wu Liang firmly grabbed Zhou Xiangwan's right hand, and said in a whisper: "I won't allow you to leave! What are you thinking?!"

Zhou Xiangwan said again: "...I'm sorry."

After the words fell, Zhou Xiangwan raised his hand, and simply knocked Wu Liang unconscious.

If Wu Liang was a balloon, he must have exploded with anger. The last thought that flashed through his mind before he passed out: I can't pamper you, I should make this guy cry every day! ! !Locked in bed and not allowed to go anywhere!

It's a pity that Wu Liang, as a cowardly and domineering president who fell in love with a Russian girl, completely lost consciousness before he could finish his thoughts.

Zhou Xiangwan didn't dare to look at Wu Liang again, because even if he took one more look, he wouldn't want to leave.

Zhou Xiangwan forcefully took off the little rose ring on his little finger. The ring fit the knuckles very well. The silver ring scraped his skin and he took it off dryly. part.

Zhou Xiangwan took Wu Liang's right hand and slowly pushed the ring into Wu Liang's ring finger.

He thought that he could marry Wu Liang, that he could put a ring designed by himself on Wu Liang under the sunshine of flowers and rainbows, and then tell him: You must spoil me for 100 years.

But he can't, and doesn't deserve it.

Zhou Xiangwan wiped his eyes, put a recording pen into Wu Liang's hand, got up slowly, bypassing the illusion that Wu Liang looked exactly like Wu Liang in front of him, he walked faster and faster, as if he was running away from something, and finally ran out up the house.