MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 128 This green hat is for you.

Xie Shizhang was screamed by this voice and his throat was tight.

He fixed his mind and pulled the door sideways, pulling the young man's arm and stuffing the young man who was obviously in a bad state.

When he followed the car, he realized that he had brought a stranger who did not know the origin to the car.

Xie Shizhang: "..."

Probably not wanting the youth to continue to show the seductive appearance outside, so it is conditionally reflective...

The young man sat down on the seat, and the cheap white shirt on his body was awkward, and a pair of misty peach eyes looked at him blankly, muttering: "Mr...."

The sound is light and shallow, and it also vaguely carries a little meaning.

Xie Shizhang and his line of sight, Shen Sheng said the first sentence tonight: "My name is Xie."

The man's voice is low. At this time, I don't know why I have a trace of hoarseness, which is more sexy. The subwoofer falls in the ear, making people can't help but feel hot.

However, when I heard the words spoken by the man, he continued to look like a red cheek on his face, but he slammed inside.

Name Xie?

... This made him think about Xie Tu in a reflective way.

However, there are so many people in the world who are thankful, and this coincidence does not care too much.

So he continued to follow the man's words and whispered: "Mr. Xie."

The man whispered "Well" and agreed to use him to call himself.

Because he gave up the use of mental power to suppress the effect of the drug, the heat flow had flooded every corner of his body, making him soft and soft, with a slightly curved back, leaning against the back of the back seat like a bone.

The effect of this medicine is a little stronger than he thought.

Looking at his appearance, Xie Shizhang explored his forehead with his hand.

A little hot, but it should not be a fever.

He then asked: "Name?"

He Wei answered obediently: "Su Yao."

The man apparently had not heard of the name, repeating it in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "...Su Yao."

His lover of this world looks like his identity is not low. I don’t know that a small 18-line entertainer in the entertainment industry is really normal.

He Wei has been burned by the efficacy of his medicine, and he has whispered a name, which is even more powerful.

There was a lot of irritability in his heart. He didn't want to spend any more. He took the man's hand and buried his cheek in his warm palm. He whispered, "Mr. Xie..."

Xie Shizhang wanted to pull his hand back, but the young man was very tight, and the knuckles were forced to whiten.

It's like a hungry little hamster grabbing a melon that he can't easily find, a pair of resolutely unwilling to let go.

He frowned and asked: "Do you know what is happening now? Su Yao."

However, the young man completely ignored his questioning. He only knew that the cheeks that were getting hotter and hot were buried in his palms, and all the black hair was messed up by himself, and he was cluttered on his forehead.

The burning scent from the youth's mouth sprayed on his palm, seeming to ignite the slowly flowing venous blood at the wrist. A stream of heat flowed into the chest and into the heart, causing his heart to tighten.

The young man suddenly raised his head and pulled his hand down. A pair of wet black eyes looked at him. It seemed to be whispering to him. He whispered: "Mr. Xie, I am very uncomfortable..."

The man's body froze in an instant, and the muscles wrapped under the suit were suddenly tightened, and the breath of the whole person became dull and unclear.

One hand was pulled by the youth. He used his free hand to pull out the phone from the blazer, slid the screen and dialed a phone.

The phone was quickly connected, and a mature male voice came from the other end.

"Mr. Liu," he lowered his voice and said in a concise manner: "There is a temporary thing, I can't make an appointment today."

The black car that stayed at the hotel's door for a short time was once again activated. The body was stunned by the splendid lighting at the entrance of the hotel, smoothly merging into the traffic on the road.

......

About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a mansion.

This extremely large villa has been in existence for decades, and even if it is excellently maintained, it still retains an old charm.

The door was pulled away from the outside by the driver, and Xie Shizhang helped him from the car.

The young man has softened into a noodle, but because he has just vented a little in the car, he has not shown an indecent appearance under the audience.

Perhaps it was because it was too thin to wear, and when the cold wind blew, the young man couldn’t help but scream and screamed at him.

He reached out and grabbed the thin shoulders of the young man, slightly blocked him from the wind, and then quickly walked forward to the door.

When I heard the sound of the door opening, Auntie quickly came to the door. "Sir, you, um-"

Seeing the man's arms also described the intimately acquainted young man with a face, the aunt's eyes slammed wide, saying that half of the card was there, apparently failed to respond.

Did the gentleman bring people home?

She has been working in Xie's home for three years. Mr. Xie is a single-handed person. It is not allowed outside, but the family has never brought it back.

And the young man in his arms is flushed and looks like a pair...

Xie Shizhang replied with a voice: "Give him a pair of new slippers."

Auntie came back to this, and hurriedly found a pair of new slippers to come out and put it with his slippers at the entrance.

Xie Shizhang’s line of sight stayed on the pair of furry new slippers for a few seconds.

It was a pair of pale yellow slippers, round, with two small hamster ears on the upper, which were short and rounded upwards.

Um...he has this style of slippers at home?

But now is not the time to entangle these little details.

The youth's state is obviously not very stable. In order to prevent this person from changing a shoe and planting it here, he simply let the young man hold the wall himself, then squat down and remove the white sneakers on the youth's feet, and put on the slender ankles to wear him. Double furry hamster slippers.

The person who was waiting to wear shoes was very cooperative. He looked down and lowered his feet. He did not struggle at all.

He did this series of actions naturally, until he finished, he noticed a slight misconception.

- When was he so considerate?

Auntie stood aside and couldn't help but reveal a look of words and expressions.

Xie Shizhang glanced at her and whispered: "Go to a bowl of sobering soup and send it to my room."

When he finished speaking, he supported the upper arm of the youth and took him upstairs.

Auntie sighed and stood in the same place for a long while, only to enter the kitchen magically.

Because the host often needs to entertain, the materials for the hangover soup at home are all available, and the aunt is very busy.

Xie Shizhang put people on the bed, pulled off the tie, took off his suit jacket, and wanted to take a bath first.

He had a slight cleansing and stayed outside for a day, unable to accept himself to go to bed with a dust.

Of course, because there were people waiting outside, and he had already been fired, he decided to rush out in the bathroom today and come out.

However, the young man sitting at the bed refused to let him go. He was just about to turn and leave, and the young man quickly caught his waist.

Without the barrier of the chilled blazer, only a thin layer of shirt, the hot air in the youth mouth spit on him, and the muscles there twitched.

He took a deep breath and licked the hair of the young man. The hoarseness in his voice could not be completely obscured: "I will take a shower first."

The young man did not want to be accommodating. Instead, he licked his face on his hard-core muscles and made no sense to say: "Mr. Xie... Can we wash together?"

He Wei feels very hot.

Although the man just helped him once in the car, it was more like drinking and quenching thirst. Not only did he not let the heat in his body subside, but they made them more powerful.

Xie Shizhang’s low eyelids were dull, and his fingertips were deeply inserted into the youthful messy hair, dumb voice: “...can.”

He also wanted to be considerate of the youth, but since the youth was so active, he did not have to reject it.

......

After the hangover soup was cooked, the aunt carefully cooled it with a small fan, letting it become just the temperature at the entrance, and carefully carried it up on the tray.

She vacated a hand and gently knocked on the door, "Mr."

No movement.

Knocked twice again, the room was still silent.

Auntie put down his hand and looked down at the light brown soup that had been forgotten by the gentleman in the tray. There was an inscrutable reflection in his eyes.

She pressed the lights off the hallway and quietly left in front of the main bedroom.

......

The clock went to two o'clock in the middle of the night, the chaos in the room had just ended, and He was already tired and fell on the pillow and slept unconsciously.

The familiar mint flavor on the pillow made him feel at ease, and the whole person could not wake up in the dark sweet dream.

Because he was too tired, he made a slight snoring in his throat, and he couldn’t detect it without listening carefully.

Xie Shizhang did not sleep, the dimly lit lamp on the bed was just extinguished, the thick curtains were closed tightly, and the room was dark.

The body was sweaty, and the reason told him that he should take a shower immediately, and he would wash it with the same sticky young man, but because he was not willing to let go of the youth who were already tired and snoring, it would be rare to indulge himself. Lying on the bed.

Perhaps under the effect of the drug effect, although the youth is bold and entangled, the reality is unexpectedly green.

- It is entirely a reckless allocation of people.

There is always no mess in the family. He is not willing to hurt this thin person. It has been grinding for a long time, and finally the cold sweat has flowed.

Following the subtle snoring, he touched the prominent larynx in the throat of the youth, and there was nothing on it.

The young man seemed to be annoyed by him. He slightly moved his head and shrank himself down. His body was slightly squatting, and most of his face was buried in the quilt.

He pulled the quilt down to prevent the young man from suffocating himself.

Suddenly a ringtone screamed in the silent night, and the melody of Gaochun’s popular songs made an disturbing movement, and a light shone from the floor, blurring the crowd of people on the bed.

- This is not his ringtone.

The young man who was sleeping comfortably seemed to be completely irritated, and a dissatisfied suffocation in his throat, like a bulging little hamster, buried in his arms.

Seeing that the youth is about to be woken up, Xie Shizhang squats in the arms of the young man with one hand, and one hand gropes in the clothes on the ground, pulling out the noisy mobile phone from the jeans pocket.

When he was trying to refuse, there was a sudden vacancy on the other side, and a short beep was issued.

The ringing came to an abrupt end.

The young man muttered two times unconsciously and completely quieted down.

He just planned to press the phone, but when he saw the caller ID, the action suddenly stopped.

The lock screen interface clearly shows the name of his big dice: Xie Tu.

The white cold light from the screen of the mobile phone was on his face, which deepened the outline of his facial features and showed a bit of gloom.

The gray-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and the line of sight stayed on the screen of the phone for a long while, and finally fell on the messy black head in his arms.

After a few seconds, the unmanned mobile phone screen automatically goes out, the only light source disappears, and the room is back to darkness.

......

The next day, He Wei had been asleep until he was three days old.

The man is gone, leaving only the light mint that surrounds him.

He slightly sideways, picked up the pillow next to his face, and stunned for a long time before he was completely awake.

The body was very sour, especially from the moment I got up from the bed, and there was a sore pain in the depths of the bones, which made him have a horrible feeling that the waist should be broken.

He was black in front of his eyes, and he sat on the bed and sat quietly for a while, soothing himself with his mental strength, and then slowed down.

It’s really a slap in the face, finishing the crematorium.

However, the physical fitness of this body is really bad.

Su Yao is a thoroughly otaku. Although his personality is not lonely, he is also very dull.

Because it is just a 18-line line that is not valued by the company, there are not many jobs at ordinary times. When he is not playing, he will stay at home, watch a play or brush a novel. In short, he will not go out without going out.

The lack of exercise for a long time led to the fact that, like yesterday, the movement was too intense, and the whole person was like a half-life.

Yesterday, my brain was dizzy, I didn't have the energy to look at the room carefully. Now I am awake, and he looks at it slowly.

This bedroom is large, but it is also very empty. Everything is well placed in the right place, simple and neat, with no extra decorations.

The background color is a steady gray, and a cold atmosphere is blowing.

Of course, He Yan, who is still suffering from low back pain, knows very clearly that men are absolutely irrelevant to the three words of sexual indifference.

The opacity of the curtains is very good, only a little thin daylight shines through the gap and can't see the time.

In short, it won't go early.

He is looking for his mobile phone.

He didn't wear clothes.

I vaguely remember that yesterday, the clothes were thrown on the floor in a mess, but now the floor is clean, he opened the quilt and searched the bed, still could not find the trace of his clothes.

Instead, I found my mobile phone on the bed and opened it. It was close to 12 noon.

... He also slept long enough.

I am about to press the phone, and suddenly I see a missed call.

The contact column shows Xie Tu, the call time is two o'clock in the middle of the night.

At that time...he should have completely slept and died, and he did not hear the movement. He did not know that the man saw this call.

Xie Tu should still be famous in the upper circle of the city.

Raising his hand and licking his head, he gave up thinking about continuing to think about it.

Forget it, he hasn't given Xie Tu to the guarantee contract anyway. Strictly speaking, the relationship between them is not established at all.

After he destroyed the contract humanity, there was nothing to say.

Thinking about this, He is ready to get up first.

His clothes seem to be completely mysteriously disappeared from the room. I don't know if I was taken to wash it or throw it away. In desperation, he had to get out of bed and look for it in the man's closet.

The air conditioning in the room is kept at a constant temperature, so it is not cold to stay here without clothes.

Most of the men's wardrobes are black and gray, and they are all larger than the size they should wear.

He Qiangqiang picked out a simple round neck white t-shirt and a casual shorts.

The t-shirt is a bit big and covers the thigh root directly.

The camel shorts, which should have been without knees, were directly worn into the cropped trousers. Fortunately, the trousers were tied and not slipped from the body.

The clean clothes are full of detergent, but with a keen sense of smell, you can still smell a very light, minty smell of tobacco.

In the bathroom, there is a new washing tool that is prepared, placed in a conspicuous place, and even unopened.

After washing, he stuffed his mobile phone into a loose trouser pocket, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and followed the memory of last night.

The man was in the living room, sitting on the sofa, holding a thin file in his hand and looking at it, next to a cup of steaming coffee.

Hearing the footsteps of his downstairs, the man looked up and placed the documents in his hand on the coffee table, making a "squeaky" sound.

The man’s gaze stayed on him for a few seconds, and an unclear meaning appeared in the gray-blue eyes, and then the corner of his mouth suddenly slammed a touch of curvature.

He patted the sofa next to him and said to He Wei: "Come here."

He Yan walked obediently and sat down beside the man.

Although the sofa was very soft, but the moment of the buttocks, the place that was used was still sore.

The man saw him frowning, took the initiative to reach out, and gave him a squat with a warm palm, and asked with concern: "Is it painful?"

However, He did not answer this question.

His eyes fell on the coffee table and fell into meditation.

... How does he feel a bit familiar when he throws the thing on the coffee table?

Black on white, with a few words on the "personal assistant contract".

He Wei: "..."

This is not - he and Xie Tu have not had time to destroy the containment contract?