Chapter 852: Don’t Touch Him

Zhou Heyu's appearance is indeed very good, and he is far better than Zhou Hexi.

But is this the point?

stupid.

Xi.

The point is that this bastard and he are not in a relationship at all.

Feng Jing said with a sullen face: "He is not my boyfriend."

The doctor's expression became subtle: "Not a boyfriend?"

Feng Jing realized that this explanation was problematic.

If he does something intimate with someone he isn't his boyfriend, isn't that telling others that he's a very promiscuous person with a messy private life?

"No... I mean 'boyfriend' isn't very specific."

Feng Jing's words were very vague. In fact, he didn't know how to define the relationship between him and Zhou Heyu.

Doctor Zhao was a master of imagination. He said with an ambiguous look on his face, "I understand! It's your husband, right?"

What a poor fellow! Feng Jing glared at him fiercely.

Doctor Zhao thought he was shy: "Don't be shy, I understand! I understand everything! Having such a handsome husband is indeed worth loving once. He looks quite young and probably doesn't know much about these things. It's inevitable that he would be like this the first time. Let me give him some knowledge about this so that he won't be so rough next time."

There's no next time. Feng Jing really wanted to poison Doctor Zhao into silence.

When Dr. Zhao saw Feng Jing’s blushing face, he automatically interpreted it as shyness.

She patted his arm with particular understanding: "Don't worry! I know my limits and won't say anything I shouldn't."

Feng Jing snorted.

What a sense of propriety!

You are now saying everything you shouldn't say.

Doctor Zhao interpreted his hum as agreement and immediately walked out of the bedroom to provide Zhou Heyu with relevant knowledge.

Zhou Heyu was listening very carefully at first, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong.

The topic... gradually crossed the line.

His cheeks flushed red, and the redness spread directly to his neck.

Doctor Zhao clearly noticed the change in his expression and laughed heartily, "It's obvious you've never been exposed to this kind of knowledge. That's how it is for inexperienced newbies. Experience is always accumulated slowly through practice, but you also have to consider your loved one's feelings and not act recklessly."

Zhou Heyu buried his head in his chest, feeling embarrassed and at a loss.

Doctor Zhao didn't continue and asked Zhou Heyu to go back to the room to accompany Feng Jing. "Mr. Feng isn't feeling well. You should spend more time with him during this period. Many couples break up because of a lack of care from their loved ones. When two people are together, they should actively communicate and understand each other."

Zhou Heyu nodded randomly.

He and Feng Jing are not in a relationship, so it seems useless for him to know these love experiences.

But Feng Jing fell ill because of him, so he must take responsibility.

Zhou Heyu walked into the bedroom and found that Feng Jing was not sleeping. He was leaning on the pillow and looking at his mobile phone.

Being together like this made Zhou Heyu feel very awkward. He couldn't sit or stand, and he just stood there frozen for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Feng Jing glanced over,

Seeing him standing there like a log, he frowned and said, "How long do you want to stay there?"

Zhou Heyu walked over with his head down, stood by the window and said, "Last night...what happened last night was my fault. I didn't mean to hurt you...I don't know why..."

He said this and his face turned red again.

The blushing of fair skin will be very obvious and difficult to ignore.

Feng Jing raised his eyelids and looked at him: "You raped me, why are you blushing? It's as if I forced you?"

Zhou Heyu tightened his jaw and said nothing.

Feng Jing waved his hand and said, "Get out of my way. Don't get in my way."

Zhou Heyu was still standing there. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "What about Zhou Hexi..."

"How dare you bring this up?" Feng Jing's eyes widened instantly. "Are you really not afraid that I'll send both of you brothers to jail?"

Zhou Heyu said anxiously: "I'm not..."

Feng Jing interrupted him harshly, "Zhou Heyu, do you think I won't do anything to you? You keep challenging my bottom line. Do you think I'm easy to bully? I don't have the energy to beat you up right now, not that I don't want to."

Zhou Heyu lowered his head and said nothing.

Although he didn't say anything, Feng Jing could clearly feel that he was in a very low mood.

The bastard took advantage of him and acted like he was deeply hurt.

What a fucking way to pretend!

Feng Jing wanted to scold him, but the words changed their tone when they came to his mouth: "Zhou Hexi is a piece of shit, I don't even take him seriously. I was targeting Zhuo Lie, how could I have thought that Zhuo Lie would ignore him."

Zhou Hexi vowed that Zhuo Lie would come to protect him, so Feng Jing wanted to take the opportunity to get the project back.

But he overestimated Zhou Hexi's position in Zhuo Lie's heart and underestimated Zhuo Lie's cruelty.

Zhou Heyu: "Zhou Hexi brought all of this upon himself."

"Don't try to act like you're being righteous. If you don't want to protect him, why are you looking for me?"

Feng Jing snorted, "It's hard for you! You've sacrificed yourself just to save him. It must be hard for a straight man to have sex with another man, right?"

Zhou Heyu's expression froze, and his flickering eyes didn't know where to put it.

At first he also felt that it would be uncomfortable, but in fact he didn't feel that way. Instead... it was quite comfortable.

This thought popped up in his mind, shocking Zhou Heyu.

How could he have such an idea?

Zhou Heyu pinched his palms hard to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

He raised his eyes cautiously and looked at Feng Jing. He wanted to say something but felt embarrassed, so he lowered his head again.

Feng Jing saw that he had an awkward expression and felt that he was probably right.

Straight men would definitely feel disgusted if they touched other men. Zhou Heyu was so excited last night because of that bottle of wine.

The only reason Zhou Heyu can stay here now is because of Zhou Hexi.

Feng Jing felt very unhappy.

He is also the person that others have been pursuing for a long time but still cannot catch up with, so why is he being despised by Zhou Heyu?

Feng Jing frowned irritably: "Go back! I won't make things difficult for Zhou Hexi."

Zhou Heyu suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You...you're not going to sue him?"

"Zhou Hexi is right. All is fair in war. It's my fault. I trusted him too much."

Feng Jing laughed at himself and said, "It's just a lesson for myself."

In the future, open your eyes and look clearly at the people around you, and don’t be too love-minded.

Zhou Heyu: "I don't blame you. It's Zhou Hexi's fault. He shouldn't use emotions to deceive people."

"How much is love worth?" Feng Jing sneered, "No one who falls in love has a good ending."

Zhou Heyu moved his lips, wanting to refute him.

But when he thought about the betrayal and hurt he suffered at the hands of Zhou Hexi, and what he did to Feng Jing, he suddenly felt that he had no right to make comments.

Feng Jing's fever had not subsided yet. After dealing with the company's affairs, he fell asleep again on the pillow.

Before the phone went dark, Zhou Heyu saw messages popping up on the screen.

Feng Jing must be very busy at work, and he never forgets to work even when he is sick.

Zhou Heyu felt guilty

He regretted his impulsive behavior last night.

By the evening, Feng Jing's fever had subsided.

Doctor Zhao repeatedly warned him to take care of his health and not to do anything rash before leaving the hotel.

"Dr. Zhao is already nagging even before he's old."

Feng Jing muttered to himself, and when he noticed Zhou Heyu was still standing nearby, he frowned, "Why don't you leave?"

"I...I'll stay...to take care of you."

Zhou Heyu's voice was very soft, and if the room wasn't so quiet, Feng Jing wouldn't have been able to hear what he said at all.

"Can you speak a little louder? It sounds like I'm bullying you."

"I...I'll stay and take care of you."

Feng Jing glanced at him and said, "I don't need your care. Don't get in my way."

"Doctor Zhao said you need someone to take care of you."

Zhou Heyu's voice became much louder, but his face turned red.

Feng Jing: “…”

Can this bastard change his blushing habit?

Those who don’t know would think that he raped Zhou Heyu.

The cell phone rang, and Feng Jing didn't have time to pay attention to Zhou Heyu. He answered the phone and talked about work with his partner.

Zhou Heyu sat very quietly, with a very low sense of presence.

It was almost midnight when Feng Jing finished his work. He collapsed in his chair and rubbed his forehead.

The view above was blocked and shrouded in dark shadows.

Feng Jing subconsciously raised his head and met the deep eyes.

Zhou Heyu stood with his back to the light, his eyes dark and heavy, like the mysterious black hole in the universe, as if he could absorb everything within his sight.

Feng Jing subconsciously shrank back, his eyes filled with vigilance: "If you dare to mess around, I will kill you."

Zhou Heyu was stunned and looked away awkwardly: "I just... I just wanted to ask you, do you want to eat?"

Feng Jing hadn't eaten much all day.

I had a fever and no appetite during the day, but now that I feel better, my stomach feels empty.

"Call room service for some food."

Zhou Heyu asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine, whatever!"

Feng Jing was still very weak and leaned on the sofa without any energy.

Zhou Heyu called and found out that the chef had already left work.

"Mr. Feng..."

Zhou Heyu wanted to tell Feng Jing that the chef had gotten off work, but he found that he was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep.

Zhou Heyu did not disturb Feng Jing,

He took his coat and quietly left the suite.

Feng Jing was in a state of half-asleep and half-awake.

When he regained consciousness, he found the suite very quiet.

The little bastard is missing?

He must have called room service and left.

Feng Jing cursed, "You said you'd stay and take care of me, but you ran away faster than a rabbit. You're really a bastard."

Why do I feel so empty inside?

Feng Jing frowned.

Is it because we are more vulnerable when we are sick?

Let Chen Yuan come and accompany him tomorrow.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Feng Jing supported his waist and stood up from the sofa.

He opened the door and was stunned when he saw the boy outside: "Didn't you leave?"

"I went to buy food nearby."

After Zhou Heyu entered the room, he put the lunch box in his hand on the table.

Feng Jing frowned: "We have room service, what are you going to buy for dinner?"

"The chef is off duty."

Zhou Heyu said softly, "The porridge is still hot, eat it while it's hot. It may not taste as good as the one in the hotel, but this is the only porridge shop open nearby."

Only then did Feng Jing realize that it was already very late and the hotel chef had indeed reached the end of his shift.

He walked to the table and under the table,

Zhou Heyu had already opened the lunch box and handed him the cutlery.

Feng Jing took the spoon and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

Zhou Heyu's cell phone rang.

Feng Jing saw him replying to the message.

My heart suddenly felt itchy.

Who would send a message to Zhou Heyu at this time?

There was a hint of resentment in his tone: "If you have something to do, just leave. I don't need your care."

"Yes...it was Doctor Zhao who sent the message, saying I should remember to apply the medicine on you."

Zhou Heyu's face was red and he looked very embarrassed.

Doctor Zhao also reminded him to refrain from touching Feng Jing at night.