Today, the Foolish Scum Gong Screwed Me Over Again

Qiu Yanzhi suddenly remembered. +++Mobile phone reading visit m.NovelMTL.com

More than ten years ago, his mother often forced him to steal things in shopping malls. Although he was small and the goal was not big, he stole more times and was caught many times.

Some shopkeepers are kind-hearted, look at his young age, look thin, and steal women’s accessories and clothing. At first glance, they are instigated by others, and they only take back the stolen things, and verbally educate them. Children have exposed it.

But once, he met a bad-tempered shopkeeper.

After discovering that he had stolen something, the woman slapped him on the face and kicked him fiercely, saying that he would send him to the police station: "If you are so young, you will know that you have stolen something. I don’t know how many years to go!"

Qiu Yanzhi thought that the woman was right.

Although he didn’t voluntarily steal things when he was a child, he could accumulate days and months, and a heart would have been deviated from the right path.

Although he didn't want to kill (sha kill) people to set fire, but this matter was discovered by someone, and he must be in prison for several years.

But he also recognized in jail.

As long as He Zhou does not disappear.

Qiu Yanzhi returned to the bedroom lightly and lay in the bed.

He Zhou (sleeping Shui) was down and his breathing was very steady.

Qiu Yanzhi got into He Zhou's arms, and He Zhou reached out habitually (sexually) and hugged Qiu Yanzhi.

Qiu Yanzhi raised his head and kissed on He Zhou's mouth.

Then close your eyes, (sleep Shui).

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The scheduled time with Qin He is eight in the evening.

But Qiu Yan carried the bag out at 1pm.

Before Qiu Yanzhi went out, He Zhou also reached out to help him straighten his tie.

"He Zhou, I might get off work late tonight." Qiu Yanzhi lied to him.

He Zhou nodded: "Be careful on the road."

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Qin He originally proposed to go to the hotel on the phone.

Qiu Yanzhi refused: "I don't like the environment of the hotel very much, or come to my house."

Qin He: "Are you afraid of being discovered by that npc?"

Qiu Yanzhi said: "I have another apartment, he doesn't know."

Qin He investigated Qiu Yanzhi and knew that his current identity is the rich son of a wealthy family. He did not doubt that he had multiple real estates, so he directly responded.

But actually that apartment was rented by Qiu Yan until yesterday morning.

And the apartment is small in size and empty.

There are only a few simple pieces of furniture, and the monitor just installed yesterday.

Qiu Yan came here early to make preparations.

He bought bed bedding, and some Japanese (yong) products, to organize this place like a normal residence.

He also bought a very strong wooden chair. The back of the chair is a traditional vertical bar, which is suitable for holding the human hand behind the back and locking it with handcuffs.

After everything was done, Qiu Yanzhi sorted the table and ordered luxurious takeaways and valuable red wine.

He even bought a beautiful vase intimately, and inside (insert cha) a few fresh flowers.

It's not too early to do all this.

Qiu Yanzhi glanced at the time, opened the red wine, poured it into a goblet, and then dropped a whole dose of anesthetic into one of the glasses.

Qiu Yanzhi didn't want to do anything.

He just wanted to lock Qin He here, and then let He Chau take care of the game for him.

If they move quickly, maybe three or four days will be over.

When the time comes, he will naturally release Qin He again.

This matter must have the cooperation of He Zhou, but Qiu Yanzhi did not intend to tell him in advance, when he tied Qin He, everything was settled, when there was no way back, he told He Zhou what he planned all.

He didn’t believe He Zhou, he just thought that He Zhou’s (sexuality) son would stop him if he didn’t play first.

He Zhou is actually very upright.

In the game, he did so many hateful things to He Zhou, but when he was most angry, he did not do anything to him, at most he only put cruel words on his mouth.

Qiu Yanzhi remembered that He Zhou had pinched his chin and gave him fierce words, so he couldn't help but bent his eyes and laughed.

The doorbell rang at this time.

Qiu Yanzhi smiled, stood up and walked to the door.

When Qiu Yanzhi put his hand on the doorknob, his steps stopped again.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously to make his eyes flush, and he looked like he was crying.

He took a deep breath and opened the door.

Qin He is really outside the door.

Qiu Yanzhi glanced at him, then lowered his eyes, his voice slightly dumb: "Come in."

Qin He looked at Qiu Yanzhi's red eyes and gave a slight sneer in his heart.

He walked into the room and circled around, his eyes fixed on the slightly rich dinner.

He raised an eyebrow and praised, "It's well prepared."

Qiu Yanzhi looked at Qin He, his tone seemed to remain calm, but his slightly trembling voice still violently (exposed) his almost humiliating emotion: "...Thank you."

Qin He only felt more relaxed.

"After today... can you really give up clearing the game data?" Qiu Yanzhi asked.

"Of course." Qin He said, "However, I still have a request."

Qiu Yanzhi raised his head: "What's the requirement?"

Qin He said: "Let that npc go back to the game."

Qiu Yanzhi was shocked: "You didn't say it last time...and there is this request."

Qin He gave a chuckle between his throats: "I didn't expect you to slapp me in the face last time. You just think it's the slap interest."

Qiu Yanzhi's face (color) was red and white.

Qin He said slowly: "Then you choose to let the npc disappear completely or send him back to where he came from."

Qiu Yan didn't even speak for a while.

Qin He looked down at him: "Is it difficult to choose?"

He sighed: "Then forget it, even if the npc is sent back to the game, the game data is not completely destroyed for insurance."

After he finished speaking, he turned and was ready to leave.

"Don't, don't go..." Qiu Yanzhi kept him in a panic tone, his hands clenched into a fist, clenching his teeth, "I, I agree, I agree to send him back."

Finally hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Qin He bent his lips and turned.

He looked at Qiu Yanzhi in front of him and raised his jaw slightly: "(Tuo) undressed."

Qiu Yanzhi's face (color) was too pale and almost shaky. He looked up at Qin He and said, "...don't you eat first?"

"Eat when I came." Qin He said.

"Anyhow, let's eat and cook." Qiu Yanzhi smiled reluctantly (Qianqi), "Qin He, we have had such a good time anyway... even if I am asking for you this time , You can’t do that either."

Qin He took two steps forward, looked down at him, and almost whispered a little harshly: "How?"

Qiu Yanzhi closed his eyes, his voice trembling: "...like a prostitute."

Qin He seemed to chuck a little joyfully. He reached out his hand, and his fingertips were on Qiu Yanzhi's wet eyes. He said slowly: "Sit down at the table."

Qiu Yanzhi turned and walked to the table, finally relieved.

Seeing Qin He also sit opposite him, he reached up and picked up the wine glass over there, slowly raised it and said, "I respect you."

Qin He: "What do you respect me?"

Qiu Yanzhi was silent for a while, and said softly: "Respect us for years away, and finally reunite... and respect you willing to help me."

Qin He smiled, picked up the wine glass, and shook Qiu Yanzhi.

Then he slowly passed it to his mouth.

Qiu Yanzhi felt his heart beating faster and faster, and looked at Qin He without blinking.

The wine glass reached Qin He's lips.

Qiu Yanzhi's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Qin He stopped suddenly.

Qiu Yanzhi grabbed his palm with the other hand, and looked away without trace. He lowered his eyes and drank the wine in his hand.

"Wait a moment." Qin He said.

Qiu Yanzhi's eyelashes twitched slightly and raised his head: "What's wrong?"

Qin He pushed the glass in his hand before him: "Let's change it."

Qiu Yanzhi's face was pale and his tone became a little unnatural: "...What do you mean?"

Qin He raised the corner of his lips: "You have to keep a close eye, in case you give me medicine."

Qiu Yanzhi: "I don't have one."

Qin He pushed his wine glass towards Qiu Yanzhi again: "Then change it, anyway, the two glasses are the same."

Qiu Yanzhi didn't move, and there was a dense cold sweat on his back.

Qin He narrowed his eyes and his voice sank: "Are you really taking medicine?"

"...How is it possible." Qiu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and his throat twitched uncomfortably.

Qin He bent his knuckles and knocked twice on the table: "Then drink my glass of wine."

Qiu Yan didn't move.

"Drink." Qin He's tone grew colder.

Qiu Yanzhi picked up Qin He's wine glass and slowly raised it. Before the mouth of the glass reached his mouth, he shook his hand and released the wine glass.

Seeing that the wine glass was about to fall on the table, Qin He was firmly in his hand.

He laughed coldly and shook his glass: "It seems that you really took the medicine."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, bent down, and pinched Qiu Yanzhi's chin with his left hand, holding a wine glass in his right hand, and poured it into Qiu Yanzhi's mouth.

Qiu Yanzhi struggled to break Qin He's hand.

He panicked, making Qin He spill some wine out of his hands.

Qin He slapped Qiu Yanzhi's face fiercely.

Then he squeezed Qiu Yanzhi's chin again and poured it inside.

Qiu Yanzhi was forced to open his mouth forcefully, and the scarlet wine poured into his mouth.

Qiu Yanzhi scrambled on the dining table with his hands (touching Mo), and then suddenly (touching Mo) the decorative vase.

He had no time to think, he closed his eyes, lifted the vase, and slammed into Qin He's head.

"boom!"

The vase shattered, and small ceramic pieces splashed on Qiu Yanzhi's face, marking small blood stains.

Immediately afterwards, Qin He's hand squeezing his chin was relieved, and the glass in the other hand fell to the ground.

Scarlet wine spilled Qiu Yanzhi all over.

At the same time, only listening to a dull sound, Qin He planted the whole person and hit his head heavily on the dining table.

Qiu Yanzhi stood up by supporting the dining table, walked staggeringly to the bathroom, reached into his mouth, and vomited all the half glasses of red wine that had just been poured.

Because he did not cooperate, Qin He sprinkled and sprinkled while drinking, not much wine in his mouth, but Qiu Yanzhi still vomited for a long time.

After he almost vomited all the meals he had eaten at noon today, he stood up, turned on the faucet, washed his mouth and washed his face.

The cold water touched his face, making him awake.

Qiu Yanzhi wiped the water from his face and went out to see Qin He's situation.

He just didn't see clearly, but now he walked over and found that Qin He's head was smashed, and the bright red blood flowed down, looking thrilling.

……died?

Qiu Yanzhi's breath was stagnant, and he stretched out his hand in panic to probe his nose.

fortunately.

Not dead yet.

Qiu Yanzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief and then helped him to the chair.

Qiu Yanzhi wanted to use handcuffs to handcuff him, but remembered the handcuffs hidden in the cabinet next to it.

Qiu Yanzhi glanced at Qin He, still in a comatose state, and felt that he would not wake up in a short time, so he turned to squat down and used handcuffs.

"Qiu Yanzhi?"

The man's voice suddenly sounded from above his head.

Qiu Yanzhi stiffened and raised his head.

Qin He had already woke up.

He seemed to be aware of the pain in his head and reached out (touched Mo) with a back of his head, and as a result (touched Mo) blood in his hand.

Qiu Yanzhi's heart beat violently.

His hand was groping on the ground (touching Mo), and (touching Mo) reached a knife that had been swept from the dining table when he just had a dispute.

Then clenched tightly in the palm of your hand.

Qin He stood up, looked around, frowned: "Where is this... how could I be here."

Qiu Yanzhi froze for a moment.

Qin He approached Qiu Yanzhi, his eyebrows tightened slightly. He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his fingers gently under Qiu Yanzhi's cheek wound: "What's wrong with your face, Was it scratched? Also, Qiu Yanzhi, didn't you go to work?"

Qiu Yanzhi blinked dumbly.