A Seductive Night (夜色撩人) [BL] [MTL] [✔]

Chapter 32

At dawn, Jiang Shu woke up from sleep, and then had a face-to-face gaze with the enemy in the dream.

He stared blankly at the other party for a few moments, mumbled and closed his eyes again.

Jiang Ting didn't sleep much all night. He was a light sleeper. He woke up when Jiang Shu opened the door and came in in the middle of the night. At first he thought it was because he couldn't sleep, but when he came in, he lifted the quilt without saying a word and curled up in his arms. He didn't let go of his arm, and when he moved, he began to whimper and grumble.

Jiang Ting withdrew his arms from his arms, and Jiang Shu, who was pretending to sleep, simply turned her back, buried her face in the pillow, her ears were red.

What did he do! ! ! He actually attacked Boss Jiang at night! And it's still sleepwalking night attack!

Jiang Ting got up and got out of bed, took the jeans from the chair next to him and put them on, stretched his upper body and opened the curtains, it was already daylight outside.

"What do you want for breakfast?" he asked.

Jiang Shu moved his face secretly, opened one eye, and his eyes fell on the man bathed in the sun. Smooth back muscles, perfect waistline, and the beauty in the early morning fueled the impulse in the morning.

He subconsciously reached down.

Jiang Ting's clad hands stopped, pulled off the vest, and turned his back, making a rare joke, "Do you need me to avoid it?

" Uncomfortable, gritted teeth: "Even if I slap you, you don't have to avoid it, just watch it if you want."

Jiang Ting laughed lowly, his voice was a little hoarse, "Young man."

"You are just a few years older than me, look at you making you old. "Jiang Shu lifted the quilt and stood on the bed, performed the flag-raising ceremony in front of him, jumped off the bed, walked to him, pulled his neck down and asked, "Do you have a cleanliness?" "No." "That's good

.

" Jiang Shu licked his lips angrily, and then asked, "Would you mind being more intimate?"

Jiang Ting looked down at him and shook his head.

Jiang Shu got permission, pushed his tongue against his slightly parted lips, and went in arrogantly to sweep up.

After a while, Jiang Shu let go of him, said with a smile, "I'm full."

Jiang Ting rubbed his head.

Jiang Ting's family has single servings of everything, and there is no spare toothbrush and toothbrush cup. Jiang Shu asked for permission and used Jiang Ting's.

For breakfast, Jiang Ting personally made noodles, which looked delicious and appetizing. Jiang Shu drank all the noodle soup to save face.

Jiang Ting drove Jiang Shu to school after breakfast.

Watching Jiang Shu leave, Jiang Ting drove to a nearby supermarket, looked around for a long time in the daily necessities area, and picked up the expensive ones. When Qin Yikai called, he had just paid the bill.

"Where is it? Zu Peng was beaten up, I can't leave now, you go to the hospital if you have time, Le Xian is in the hospital now, that kid is not reliable." "What's going on?"

"

Specifically I don't know too well, Le Xian hung up the phone before he finished speaking, he is in the central hospital, you go over and have a look if you have time, I will come if I can go here." After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ting drove to the

hospital hospital.

Le Xian was squatting at the door of the emergency room, Zu Peng hadn't come out when Jiang Ting came, and the two were waiting outside. Le Xian said: "A group of people fought around him. If I didn't happen to pass by, I probably have to explain it this time. Those people attacked him so fucking hard, as if they wanted his life." When he found

Zu Peng, he was very satisfied. The blood on his face shrank to the ground, his head was cut open, and his arms were crooked. At that time, he was already a little groggy and unable to hear anything.

"Where are people?" Jiang Ting asked.

"Run away." Le Xian clicked his tongue in displeasure, "They all ran away in a swarm, and it was wrong for me to chase anyone, so I let them run away." Zu Peng lay there with blood on his face, and he didn't dare to chase them.

It took about an hour for the nurse to push Zu Peng out. He was seriously injured, with a slight concussion, two fractures on his body, and many wounds, large and small.

Le Xian didn't care what the doctor said. He lifted up Zu Peng's clothes and saw that the area from his chest to his belly was covered with bruises, which were caused by punching and kicking for a long time. His face turned black with anger, and he shouted: "Fuck!" Don't fucking let me catch those little turtles, I'll destroy them if you dare to touch my brother!"

Jiang Ting's expression was not good, and he told Le Xian the facial features of those people in his memory. Xian shook his head after listening, "It's not them, I'm sorry."

It wasn't the same group last time, Jiang Ting's face darkened.

Le Xian took out his mobile phone and squatted next to him to call his friends near the incident, telling them to pay attention to the news of this group of people and tell him immediately.

Not long after Jiang Ting completed the hospitalization procedures, Qin Yikai and Tang Songbai also came.

Tang Songbai has a friend who is from the police station. He asked someone to call the nearby surveillance cameras. Unfortunately, the clearest scene in the nearby surveillance footage is Wu Yangyang's dozens of backs of the head, whose faces were intentionally covered. The man is obviously very familiar with the surrounding area, avoiding the monitoring, and murdering Zu Peng in the dead corner of the monitoring.

And arrogantly pointed the middle finger at the surveillance camera.

Tang Songbai took a screenshot of the head full of the screen and posted it in the WeChat group, and Le Xian immediately scolded: "What kind of f*cking frivolous thing is the head full of shit, actually playing with the head under the surveillance camera, I really want to fuck them .

Jiang Ting also went out to make a few phone calls, and when he came back, he looked at Zu Peng lying on the hospital bed, his face sinking like water.

He found Zu Peng under the flyover back then. Although he doesn't speak much now and his brain reacts slowly, compared with that time, he is like a beggar. He is still not very smart. I don't know where I picked up a guitar and played it day and night under the overpass. People passing by would throw two dollars at him if they were happy, and would find him annoying if they were unhappy. Jiang Ting also passed by several times before If you go forward to take a ride.

Maybe it's fate, he wasn't an enthusiastic person.

Later, Zu Peng met Qin Yikai and the others through Jiangting, and Tang Songbai's friend opened a gym, so Zu Peng went to work in it, and it was considered a source of income to maintain his basic life.

The few of them get along very well, and no one dislikes him, and they are all willing to help.

Seeing his life getting smoother and smoother, he didn't expect such a trouble to happen.

Last time Zu Peng was besieged by people and met by Jiang Ting, this time he was met by Le Xian again, and each time became more serious.

Zu Peng wouldn't tell them when he was being bullied, they had found out about it twice, what happened secretly?

Jiang Ting looked ugly.

Jiang Ting was still in the hospital when Jiang Shu called in the evening. Hearing that Zu Peng was injured, Jiang Shu came to the hospital with a flower basket within half an hour.

In the single ward, everyone was in a bad mood, and they all shut up after saying hello casually.

After Jiang Shu asked about the situation, he naturally agreed with Jiang Ting. The first thing he thought of was those people last time. Jiang Ting shook his head at him, and Jiang Shu understood.

If this happened to them, he would be able to help. City F is still not his home base, and he can't reach it.

Jiang Ting squeezed his neck, "It's okay."

Zu Peng woke up at noon the next day, and he couldn't tell why when he asked him, Jiang Ting and the others could only piece together information from his fragmentary words: Walking on the street for no reason, a swarm of people came towards him, dragged him to a place where no one was around, and beat him.

"Apart from last time and this time, did anyone bother you?" Jiang Ting asked him.

Zu Peng's head was wrapped in gauze, and he was injured all over. After a while, he smiled naively: "No."

Jiang Ting nodded.

"Then did you offend anyone?" Qin Yikai continued to ask, "Or is there anyone who is not used to you?" After a while, Zu Peng shook his head, "I don't know."

Le

Xian squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, "You're not fucking unlucky enough to meet a group of psychopaths, right? They want to beat you up when they see you upset." There are no such psychopaths.

Zu Peng still shook his head and didn't know what to ask.

Even the person involved can't say anything, so this matter can only be put aside for now, and the body is the first priority.

Zu Peng stayed in the hospital for less than half a month. He had a good foundation and recovered well. Jiang Shu asked the people in the hotel to make pig's trotter soup for him to drink every day, saying that what he drank would make up for it.

After half a month, Zu Peng was discharged from the hospital, and his injuries could only be recuperated slowly.

Qin Yikai and the others were obviously worried that Zu Peng would go back to his small rented house. No one would trust him to be alone without knowing whether the group of people had targeted attacks or were purely insane. After all, this kind of thing had already happened. More than once.

Jiangting asked people to pack up a bed on the second floor of the bar, and Zu Peng was recuperating in the bar during this time.

"Aren't all the fucking psychos out there now?" Zhan Xin squatted with a few people smoking at the door of the bar, and started a heated discussion about Zu Peng, "He's even more arrogant than his father and me. I am very upset for making his father."

"I am also very unhappy for his grandpa." Someone followed.

"His great-grandfather, I'm also very upset." Another person followed.

"Just tell me if your skin is itchy, and I'll scratch it for you," said the first person to speak. Zhan Xin picked up small stones from the ground and threw them at them, "Don't stand

at the front door to block your benefactor fathers."

Clouds and fog.

"Brother Zhan, here, that little boy is here again." Someone elbowed Zhan Xin who was looking up at the starry sky at 45 degrees, reminding him to rest for a while before he was sad.

Zhan Xin turned his head to look.

The boy stood seven or eight meters away from them, his face was abnormally pale, and he looked very thin.

"Brother Zhan." He called Zhan Xin, the voice was not loud enough for Zhan Xin to hear.

Zhanxin threw the cigarette on the ground, and when he stood up, he lifted his foot and crushed it.

Tong Tong smiled at him, with a sickly pale face, "Here I am again."

As Zhan Xin walked towards him, Tong Tong's eyes lit up. When Zhan Xin approached, he realized that he was a little thinner, the veins on his neck were bulging, his lips were bloodless, and his face was sickly.

"You..." Zhan Xin was a little speechless, the changes were too great.

"Well, the weather has turned cold recently, and I have a bit of a cold." Tong Tong has not been here for a while, and he really wanted to see him today, so he couldn't help but come here.

He bowed his head, "I'll be leaving in a moment."

He was dressed very thinly, his protruding collarbone was exposed to the air, and a thin windbreaker couldn't cover his thin body at all.

Zhan Xin didn't speak, he raised his head, his eyes fell on Zhan Xin's face, trying to find a little impatience or disgust, and then he found sadly that even though this person was impatient to be entangled by others, he still had a gentle face and no emotion between his brows .

Tong Tong tightened his collar, turned around, "I'm leaving."

Zhan Xin saw him walking away step by step, his thin body could be blown away by the wind, knowing that he should not go forward, he still couldn't hold back and walked towards him , "I'll take you to the front intersection to take a taxi."

Tong Tong turned her head in surprise, then her eyes darkened again, and she shook her head: "No, I can do it myself." Naturally, Zhan

Xin will not care about what he decides unwilling.

A black Cayenne stopped at the intersection. The driver got out of the car and made a half-circle to open the door of the back seat. A man with a handsome face got out of the car.

The man looked at the door of the bar and walked over, "Come over in an hour."

"Yes, sir."