Chapter 57 You dare to sleep with him!

Facts have proved that there is some truth to the idiom of happiness and sadness. Zhuang Shao played happily at his grandmother's house for three days. When he came back, he came down with a cold. He had a severe cold.

The first thing I did when I got home was to bring Xiaolong back. I wanted to do a big cleaning, but I couldn't get up any strength, so I could only hold Xiaolong to sleep.

When I went to the night market in the evening, Zhou Yunfei and Brother Zuisui were already there. When they saw him, they came up to help him with things: "Why are you looking so bad and sick?"

Zhuang Shao said that the cold was caused by playing with water, and Zhou Yunfei left him: "I think it's because of love, where is your Hades?"

"I haven't come back from my hometown yet."

Brother Zuisui patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's stock up, man and man are all floating clouds, money is the first!"

"Brother, you are born in the 1980s." Zhuang Shao coughed twice and smiled, "We have a generation gap."

There is indeed a generation gap. Fortunately, he has a precocious personality and is more comfortable with people of this age.

The business of setting up a stall at the night market during the summer vacation is really good, but it is only good. The first night made more than ten orders, and only earned more than fifty.

Zhuang Shao came late the next day because he was cleaning at home. The store has not opened for several days, and a lot of ash has accumulated. As a result, there was a strong wind in Yanling that night, and the business was bleak, not to mention that he also blew the wind all night, and tossed it to the third day, and it started to vomit and burn directly at the night market. Fortunately, Zhou Yunfei and the others were there.

After instructing others to look at the stall, Zhou Yunfei drove the people home to take care of them, but when he heard Zhuang Shao burnt in a daze, he called himself Meng Ye and told Meng Ye not to go to the water.

At that time, he thought, Zhuang Shao is only eighteen years old, does he know what love means? Do you know what it means to hate because of love? Presumably do not understand, it is because do not know that dare to love.

When he was woken up by a knock on the door early in the morning, he was about to explode, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Do you know what time it is?"

"Eight o'clock, I came back on the bus at 5:30." Meng Ye, who came in a hurry, glanced at Zhou Yunfei, and didn't care that he was not wearing a shirt, and went straight into the room, "Where's Zhuang Shaoren? I'll pick him up. "

"Sleep in the bedroom, do you think everyone has the same excess energy as you?"

Being young is trouble, big trouble. Zhou Yunfei backed away. After Meng Ye came in, he put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin: "Thank you for taking care of him last night. I'm taking him back now, do you have any opinion?"

"Bring it if you like it, the door is not locked."

This stinky boy really treats himself as a master, dare to come to me to rescue his sweetheart? He also asked my opinion, and I said that you will not be allowed to work hard with me?

Zhou Yunfei turned around to urinate, Meng Ye looked at his back and thought that this man was too thin, there was nothing like him except for tattoos, and he was not a man at all.

Looking around, the house was one room and one living room, and Meng Ye couldn't help feeling jealous again.

Together they slept together last night.

But at this time, his thoughts were still very simple, and sleeping together didn't mean anything. After all, he and Zhuang Shao slept together all day, and he didn't see anything.

Pushing open the bedroom door, there is a smell of smoke inside, and there is a glass with a cigarette butt next to the bed. Zhuang Shao was lying on a bed that was 1.5 meters wide and narrow, his body turned slightly inward, his legs were bent, his thin waist was sunken, and even in the dim light he could clearly see his sick face.

Meng Ye was angry and his nose was sore for a moment, thinking that you have a brain problem, don't you know how to call us when you are sick? What the hell are you doing alone, are we still laughing at you? And Zhou Yunfei, this guy obviously has bad intentions towards you, you can't tell, you—

Zhuang Shao turned around in a daze, frowning uncomfortably, not knowing that he was being stared at. He felt a little thirsty and a little hot, but he still didn't have the strength to wake up and wanted to continue lying down, so he lifted the quilt to breathe.

Meng Ye opened his mouth, but was so shocked that he forgot to close it.

Because Zhuang Shao was naked and had no clothes on, he didn't even wear underwear. And it doesn't look like he's ill but rather overtired and over his head.

"Hey."

Zhou Yunfei appeared at the door. Meng Ye woke up like a dream, jumped up and rushed over, grabbing Zhou Yunfei's collar: "The two of you last night—"

"What?" Zhou Yunfei frowned.

Seeing the red mark on his neck, Meng Ye was instantly swept away by anger and jealousy, clenching his fists and pulling the man up: "You and him, you and him..."

He was trembling all over, his teeth were clenched, and the tip of his tongue was full of bitter taste. He really wanted to punch Zhou Yunfei's head, but he couldn't think of any position for him to do so.

He is jealous, jealous!

He was so jealous that his stomach turned upside down, his heart was on fire, the veins on his forearms burst out, and his eyes stared at Zhou Yunfei's face, wishing to scrape a tael of flesh from this face. What does Zhuang Shao like about this person? Like him to be thin? Is he white? Does he have a house where he has been in jail? What the heck is he!

Zhou Yunfei pulled Meng Ye's hand away, went back to the living room, lit a cigarette, and sat lazily on the sofa.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask, don't hesitate."

Meng Ye's eyes shot at him as if he was over the edge: "You fucking know it."

"Okay, let me guess." Zhou Yunfei knocked on the ash, "Do you want to ask me if Zhuang Shao and I have slept."

The last three words directly shocked Meng Ye.

"He's eighteen years old, and he doesn't break the law when he sleeps with anyone. Besides, how do you know it's not my fault?" Zhou Yunfei laughed, "Have you experienced it? His skills are too tender, but his physical strength is really good."

"I'll fucking kill you!"

Meng Ye is invincible in school, that's because there are people of the same age in the school, how powerful can a group of minors be? So fights are easy to win.

Facing people like Zhou Yunfei, it was different.

The man in front of him is a ruthless character who has been in society, with a complicated and daring background. He caught the first punch Meng Ye threw at him, the palm of his left hand wrapped the attacking fist, and his right hand quickly threw the cigarette butt away.

But Meng Ye is not a vegetarian. He pulled his hand back when he missed a punch, and then swung it out with all his strength. After all, Zhou Yunfei had an old injury, and within three rounds, he was severely slapped on the face.

"Fuck you for real?"

The two hit the floor from the sofa, one struck dead and the other had room to spare, so Meng Ye had the upper hand in the scene. After Zhou Yunfei was beaten, he groaned in pain, and hurriedly grabbed the bunch of keys on the coffee table and waved it forward, slashing Meng Ye's side neck with a bloody cut.

"I almost got a stinky boy, do you want me to move a real guy?"

Meng Ye stopped gasping for breath, with a fierce expression on his face: "You think I'm afraid of you? Come on!"

"Come on, uncle!" Zhou Yunfei propped himself up from the sofa, panting, "What the hell are you smoking?"

"What do you think?" Meng Ye roared through gritted teeth, "How dare you sleep with him! Why the hell do you sleep with him? Who are you!!"

A person who is careful with me even kissing, a person who feels ashamed of sexual obscenity, who would allow you to sleep with him? Not even sleeping with him! I do your uncle!

Meng Ye was about to be burnt to ashes by jealousy, and he rushed to fight him again. Zhou Yunfei avoided his hard fist and roared, "It's none of your business if I sleep with him. Are you his close friend?"

"Keep your mouth clean! I'm his friend."

"Take some light," Zhou Yunfei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Stand aside if you haven't slept, and don't mind your own business."

Being stared at so penetratingly, and thinking that Zhuang Shao is more intimate with this person than himself, Meng Ye's heart spasmed with pain: "You are so fucking shameless."

"It's just sex between adults, what's there to be ashamed of."

"What did you say?"

"Don't say good things a second time."

Meng Ye roared furiously: "What the hell do you take him for?! I'm going to kill you today!"

What does Zhou Yunfei know? Do you know what it means to cherish? Do you know what it means to be serious? Does he know how good Zhuang Shao is? He knows shit!

As a result, just as his fist was raised, Zhou Yunfei turned his face and called out Zhuang Shao.

Meng Ye stopped his fists, stunned for a moment, and then turned around, only to see Zhuang Shao standing at the door of the bedroom, half of his face hidden in the shadows, his expression extremely unclear.

No one spoke for three seconds, and after three seconds, Zhuang Shao turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Meng Yexin was broken into dumplings.

Did he hear all those words just now? He didn't refute or stop it when he heard it, and let Zhou Yunfei talk nonsense. Isn't this connivance?

Zhou Yunfei rested on the sofa, panting heavily, and watched Meng Ye's face turn from black to red, from red to white.

You are awesome, you can fight, I was beaten to death on the beach by you in the back waves, how come I didn't see how high you are? Zhou Yunfei said coldly, "I should teach you a lesson."

Meng Ye turned his head fiercely, just as he was about to start swearing, Zhuang Shao came back with an alcohol cotton ball and a Band-Aid.

"Still fighting?"

Squatting in front of him, Zhuang Shao pulled his chin without worry, wiped the blood first and then stopped the bleeding.

"..." Zhou Yunfei scolded Zhuang Shao for being useless.

Meng Ye didn't expect that he was going to get medicine for himself, his heart was sour and soft, he wanted to kill and he wanted to cry.

"hiss."

"I have to endure the pain." Zhuang Shao's tone was stiff and cold, but his movements were much lighter, and he even scolded an idiot in a low voice.

Meng Ye took a breath, didn't speak, didn't say anything when he died, because the moment he opened his mouth, his inner collapse would be revealed.

"Brother Fei, I've caused you trouble." Zhuang Shao got up and packed his things after wiping the medicine, "I won't go to the night market tonight, and I'll give you a letter tomorrow if I go."

Zhou Yunfei said yes, I will help you sell your goods.

Meng Ye stood up and walked out. Zhuang Shao took the backpack, walked to the door and was stopped by Zhou: "Come here and I'll have a few words with you."

Zhuang Shao went back again, his expression calm.

Zhou Yunfei put his shoulders on him and said in a low voice, "I can only help you get here, brother, you can play it yourself later. Damn... it hurts to beat him."

Meng Ye glanced at them, looked up at the sky, his liver trembled with anger, and there were only two lines of tears in his heart. Want my blessing? I can't fucking do it.

The sun was shining outside, but it was raining inside him.

The two walked to the bus stop together, Zhuang Shao put the bag under his feet and waited silently for the bus, and when the bus arrived, he got on the bus silently. Meng Ye followed behind without saying a word.

There are not many people in the car, and there is only one vacant seat. Meng Ye said you should sit down, but Zhuang Shao didn't show any pretense with him, and sat down with his bag in his arms.

The body swayed forward, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Zhuang Shao's face through the glass, making his face even whiter.

A lot of primary school students from the Children's Palace came up at the next stop. Zhuang Shao wanted to get up and let him sit. Meng Ye pressed his shoulders to prevent him from getting up. He stood in front of him with his legs crossed, "You are a patient, don't let him."

patient? Zhuang Shao laughed at himself in his heart, he was sick.

There was chatter and noise around.He turned his face out of the window, put his arms against the glass and closed his eyes.As a result, the body of the next speed bump swayed violently, Meng Ye didn't stand still, and threw himself directly on top of him.

Zhuang Shao covered Meng Ye with both hands, opened his eyes and stared silently at the face that was so close at hand, and the neck with the Band-Aid attached to it.I really want to kiss him at all costs, bite him, and frighten him to death.

"sorry."

Meng Ye's voice was a little dejected, and he wanted to get up from him, but he didn't expect to be dragged by his waist to his arms, and he almost shouted out in shock.

"I don't want to hear sorry." Zhuang Shao used a voice that only two people could hear. "Can you please stop saying sorry to me? I don't want to hear it."