Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 20 Zhou Chi

  He Huai was dressed in casual clothes and a baseball cap, as if he had just come out of a fitness club.

   Walked straight to the counter without squinting.

  Feng Shuangshuang was wearing a white dress, with black hair hanging softly behind her back, and she came out of the bakery holding a dessert. When she saw someone, she paused pretendingly reserved, and immediately smiled.

   "Tiramisu."

  He Huai glanced at her with a smile, and leaned closer: "Tell me, is it sweeter, or you?"

  Feng Shuangshuang's eyes moved slightly, following his example, she lowered her voice: "Young Master He, if you try it, you'll know it?"

  The man raised his eyebrows and became interested: "Is your home or a hotel?"

   "There is a room upstairs." As he spoke, he dug a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, and took the opportunity to stroke the man's Adam's apple with his index finger.

  He Huai's brows and eyes suddenly sank, and the sweet and greasy tip of his tongue made him feel a different kind of satisfaction. Suddenly, he became a little excited.

  He prefers hotels to simple compartments, because they are convenient and comfortable, and there is no need to clean up the battlefield.

   Of course, it is not impossible to make an exception, it depends on the mood of the young master.

  The two went upstairs one after the other.

  Shen Wei stirred the coffee, round and round, and then hooked his lips.

   It turned out to be He Huai!

  That's...interesting.

  About a quarter of an hour, the wind chime rang again, and a black figure entered, holding a motorcycle helmet in his hand, looking around.

   "Shuangshuang? What about people..."

   Muttering, he entered the baking room, and soon came out again, with a fixed gaze, just in time for Shen Hou to raise his head.

  Looking at each other, Zhou Chi was slightly startled.

   Immediately, he reacted, took the lead in showing a friendly smile, and walked over.

"Hi!"

   Shen Yu nodded: "Hello."

  The girl's face is unfamiliar with the unfamiliar man, but her eyes are defenseless. If you carefully distinguish it, you can see the joy and emotion hidden in it.

Unfortunately, Zhou Chi didn't pay too much attention, and said eagerly: "Excuse me, have you seen the owner of this store? She is a very beautiful girl, about this tall..." While speaking, he gestured with his hand, "Long straight hair."

   "Oh, I saw her go upstairs."

   "Thank you!" After finishing speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind.

  Shen Hou took out a tissue, wiped his mouth, laid the spoon flat, and put the forks side by side.

   Guessing that the time is about the same, he walked upstairs.

  The wooden stairs made a lot of noise when stepped on, but unfortunately they were all covered by arguments and screams.

   It is the man who argues, the woman who screams.

  He Huai was punched at the corner of his mouth and was thrown down on the bed.

  Feng Shuangshuang stood in the middle, like an angel of justice, as if she wanted to see through her real boyfriend with condemning eyes: "Zhou Chi! Are you endless? How can you hit someone?!"

   Zhou Chi seemed to be nailed in place, trembling all over.

   Anger, disappointment, heartache, sadness, helplessness, confusion... All kinds of emotions surrounded him, and his heart was numb with pain.

   "...Why?" Her voice was hoarse, with a sense of despair.

  The back that had been straightened by fright and anger also collapsed, like a towering mountain being razed to the ground.

  The woman pursed her lips and looked away.

   "Did this **** force you?! Tell me—"

   "..."

  He Huai sneered, stood up, lifted his pants, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and walked to the woman.

   "Young Master He..."

  The next second, the man clamped his jaw.

  A black light flashed across He Huai's eyes, with complete indifference and contempt: "You are the first woman who dares to play tricks on me like this, very good!"

  Feng Shuangshuang's scalp was numb, and panic appeared in her eyes. Even when she saw Zhou Chi rushing out suddenly, she never lost her composure like this: "No...please believe me..."

   I don’t know if everyone can see that Zhou Chi is the main target of Wanhou, and He Xiaohuai’s children’s shoes are just a windfall!

   Today’s New Year’s Eve, turning over, is the new year. I wish you all a happy new year, all the best! heart to heart~

   PS: The correct answer to the prize quiz yesterday was—A! The rewards will be sent directly to your Xiaoxiang account through comments, so you don’t need to come here to claim them.

  (end of this chapter)