After the heartthrob took the cannon fodder script

The cannon fodder attack in the rich and powerful (27)

　　Jue Zhou used to like to be touched, but now, he felt like being kissed by a poisonous snake, so scared that he closed his eyes and kept trembling.

　　The handsome and fierce face that is still familiar before him, with blood and hair mixed together, and the aggressive demeanor and expression made Juezhou feel strange.

　　He wanted to escape, but suddenly felt a drop of warm liquid fall on the back of his hand.

　　At first, Juezhou thought he was frightened and cried, but when he opened his eyes, he saw an unformed teardrop condensed on Zhou Chenyu's eyelashes.

　　Another drop of liquid fell.

　　This is the first time that Juezhou has actually seen Zhou Chenyu cry.

　　Even when he received the news of his parents' death and suffered a blow in his career, he never cried.

　　After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhou Chenyu forcibly hugged him into his arms and was forced to look at the photos scattered on the ground.

　　After looking at it hastily just now, Juezhou now realizes that in every photo, the faces of people other than himself have been drawn with black pen.

　　"This is a photo of you participating in the debate competition in your freshman year. The middle-aged man next to you is looking at you openly."

　　The face of the middle-aged man in the photo is blurred, Jue Zhou vaguely remembers that he is one of his mentors, he has both sons and daughters, and a happy family.

　　Zhou Chenyu flipped through another photo, the scene on it was unfamiliar even to Juezhou himself.

　　"This is you attending a school celebration, and someone gave you a hug without permission."

　　"I often can't help but think, what is it about me that doesn't please you. When you were in high school, you secretly brought me breakfast. At first, I thought I was special to you."

　　Zhou Chenyu lowered his voice, leaned into Juezhou's ear and asked:

　　"You do that to everyone, don't you?"

　　Juezhou couldn't speak, so he said "woo hoo" a few times.

　　The young man gently covered the back of Juezhou's head with his hand, and removed the gag. Juezhou gasped for breath, his neck was covered with powder, and the first thing he said after he regained his freedom was to curse: "Idiot."

　　"Are you afraid of me?" Zhou Chenyu's eyes were bent.

　　Jue Zhou opened his mouth, remembering what he had just seen, the investigation report on Zhou Chenyu's father.

　　During the few seconds he hesitated, the smile on Zhou Chenyu's lips widened: "Afraid of me."

　　Zhou Chenyu in an abnormal state looked more terrifying than before, but he laughed while crying, which dispelled Juezhou's fear a lot.

　　"...Your mouth smells of smoke," Jue Zhou's voice was slightly hoarse, "It smells so bad."

　　Mingming's voice trembled with fright, and Zhou Chenyu only smoked fruit cigarettes recently, and his breath smelled of sweet peaches.

　　It seemed to be denying Zhou Chenyu's previous question in disguise.

　　Zhou Chenyu's smile faded.

　　"Does it hurt?" He asked softly, covering the place where Jue Zhou fell on the carpet just now with his palm.

　　When her private parts were touched, Juezhou subconsciously hid away. The itching was more obvious than the pain, so she still said in a crying and complaining tone: "...It hurts so much."