Chapter 71 Greed 14 Asking for bargaining chips
Kong Yanze didn't doubt his words at all. Zhou Baiqiao always had a kind of indulgence towards him, implying that it didn't matter how he wanted to act like a spoiled child, as long as he was there, he would be able to handle it.
The implication of this dependence is very attractive, and Kong Yanze always reminds himself not to fall into it. This kind of indulgence has a price and is dangerous.
But no matter what, the pleasure of revenge at this moment made his heart and fingertips numb, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. It was not enough, not enough.
"Very happy?"
Zhou Baiqiao pulled him out of the car and looked into his eyes, which were trying to appear calm. "Are you still hiding things from Uncle Zhou?"
Kong Yanze circled his fingers and finally smiled: "At breakfast that day, no matter how Kong Heng tried to please you, you didn't give him face. I felt so happy at that time, and I was happy all day long."
Zhou Baiqiao also laughed, reached out and pinched the end of his hair, and rubbed his cheek with his knuckles.
"I'm happier today, thank you, Uncle Zhou."
The mottled shadows of the trees swayed, and bright spots of light were cast on the two of them. Kong Yanze was held by the waist and raised his head to touch him lightly. I forgot who took the initiative, but it was very light.
In terms of the address, it is a strange and extraordinary thanks; in terms of the relationship, it is a very pure intimacy.
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It was impossible to hide the fact that Zhou Baiqiao was involved in Jinnan's affairs. He was visibly busy, but he still spent most of his time working in the study, and he could still find time to accompany him.
Sometimes he would go hiking or play golf with her. He was not shy about being around people, and he was very natural to be around Zhou Baiqiao. When he met Fang Zijing and Wang Zhiyan, he was also very calm.
Standing next to Zhou Baiqiao, they could only take the initiative to come over and greet Zhou Baiqiao with a respectful attitude. Of course, there was a hint of tentativeness in their words, but they did not dare to act rashly.
Only then did Kong Yanze realize that it turned out that these two people were not disrespectful or incapable of socializing with others normally.
Kong Yanze stood in front of the mirror and took off his pajamas. He turned around and looked at his back. The marks there were almost invisible, with only a few pink marks. The ointment was at hand.
The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped long ago, but Kong Yanze didn't come back to his senses until Zhou Baiqiao came over.
Habits are really terrible. In just a few days, he got used to sleeping in the same bed with Zhou Baiqiao, and got used to him coming over to apply ointment on him. He only became a little alert when his hand was on his shoulder.
"Are you still applying it today?"
Kong Yanze recalled what Zhou Baiqiao had said before, and belatedly realized that something was different tonight.
Zhou Baiqiao didn't answer, but suddenly reported the progress to him: "Now all three mice are inside."
Kong Yanze shuddered and looked at Zhou Baiqiao in the mirror. He was lowering his head and nonchalantly touching the scars on his back with his fingers.
This is to ask for bargaining chips.
Kong Yanze was silent for a while, his Adam's apple rolling, trying to act more natural, but he stuttered a little when he spoke: "I... I'm fine now. I can do it today."
Zhou Baiqiao smiled, lowered his head, put his arms around his thin waist from behind, and leaned over to put his hands on his shoulders.
"real?"
After he finished speaking, he moved a little further away, lowered his head and moved closer to his back. Kong Yanze saw the mole in the folds of his eyelids in the mirror. His hair was hanging down, so his expression could not be seen.
Just when he was feeling a little uneasy, he suddenly felt a heat and numbness on the scar, and a wet, soft, and slightly rough touch licking it. Kong Yanze couldn't help but utter an unidentified syllable from his throat.
"Really?"
He asked again, but Kong Yanze couldn't stand him like this. Every question seemed to give him a chance to regret and refuse, but Zhou Baiqiao knew that it was impossible for him to regret.
He was teasing, eating away at his shame and insecurities, and taking great pleasure in it.
Kong Yanze reached out to untie the belt around his waist, but Zhou Baiqiao reached out from behind and covered his hands completely.
Kong Yanze couldn't hold back the fear and grievance that was pent up in his heart. Tears had already forced their way to his eyes, but he held them back and only let out a slight tremor when he spoke.
"It's really fine, don't ask anymore..."
Zhou Baiqiao suddenly let go of his hand, flipped him over in the air, let his bare feet step on the instep of his feet, and looked down at him helplessly.
"So scared of me?"
Kong Yanze couldn't bear it any longer, and pushed him hard, but failed to push him away. He felt a little guilty.
"Go to bed. It's up to you." Kong Yanze said to himself with his head down.
Zhou Baiqiao didn't move, but put his arm around his waist, pinched his chin, and looked down into his eyes. Zhou Baiqiao had deep eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and the corners of his eyes were slightly drooped, which always gave him a warm look.
Such a beautiful person, but also such a fool, all her emotions are written on her face.
But also very smart and perceptive.
Kong Yanze refused to believe him, and held on to the word "deal", submissive and stubborn. Zhou Baiqiao suddenly became angry for no reason, but it quickly dissipated without a trace.
Kong Yanze watched him lower his head, held his cheek, and kissed him from the forehead with a smile. He held Zhou Baiqiao tightly, closed his eyes, and felt his lips fall and leave, touch again, and finally reach between his lips and teeth.
Kong Yanze couldn't help but lean back, his lips opening and closing, the warmth in his mouth - the nest - was forcefully invaded inch by inch, his tongue stirred, his lips were bitten and licked, the sandalwood scent on his body was faint but enveloped his senses.
It was difficult to concentrate as his hand had already slipped into the soft and smooth nightgown, his hot palm rubbing against the silky skin.
The strong senses deprived Kong Yanze of his rationality. He just felt confused and hot, as if he was losing everything.
Kong Yanze was trembling all over as he pressed against him, his lips numb. His hand on his lower back followed the curve downwards, kneading with his fingers, causing both pain and heat.
Kong Yanze looked up at Zhou Baiqiao, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye. There was a lamp above Zhou Baiqiao's head, and his deep eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows.
Zhou Baiqiao held him up face to face, holding his legs like a child.
Kong Yanze's legs were spread apart and hung at his waist. She raised her eyes and saw the sweat on his forehead and the lust in his eyes. Her neck turned red.
Kong Yanze almost fell into the bed, the quilt blocking his view. He felt his belt being pulled away and stuck directly to the cotton quilt.
When Kong Yanze pulled back the quilt, he felt the mattress sink.
Zhou Baiqiao opened his bathrobe, grabbed his ankle, and pulled him towards him. Kong Yanze put one leg on his thigh and the other on the quilt.
Kong Yanze grabbed the quilt beside him and glanced at Zhou Baiqiao. He happened to see him pressing down the elastic band, and Kong Yanze was frightened.
Zhou Baiqiao looked calm, with only a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His dark blue eyes were fixed on him with intense concentration, and he seemed to be still rational.
Kong Yanze turned his head away, as if to avoid it, but he honestly interpreted Zhou Baiqiao's actions with his touch.
Slide your hands down from your knees, ironing your palms against your skin.
Kong Yanze looked at him in astonishment. He wanted to kick him but he was pinned down and couldn't move. He was extremely flexible and could be manipulated.
"Be good."
Zhou Baiqiao's voice was low and hoarse, containing a warning and full of strong oppression. He had never spoken like this before.
Kong Yanze was still in shock, and a slap neither too heavy nor too light rang out. Zhou Baiqiao looked at him with satisfaction as he froze with a red face, and then gently touched him to comfort him.
He bent down and kissed her, then in his gentle, coaxing voice he called out with a smile, "Little Pink Peach." His voice was low and sticky, with a slightly vague sound like water.
Zhou Baiqiao finally got to eat the pink peaches that he had ordered so long ago. He had more patience because he had watched the peaches mature from green to ripe.
If you want to eat peaches, you naturally have to sprinkle water on them and rub them carefully with your fingers until the surface of the peaches is smooth and tender.
The pink peach was ripe, with a white skin that was pink and a little red at the tip. At the beginning, on that uneasy rainy night, Kong Yanze sat in the car and kept squeezing the poor peach, the sweet juice splashed all over his hands, the skin was broken, and the soft and glutinous flesh was pierced.
Zhou Baiqiao looked polite and restrained at that time, but his mind was actually full of how to avenge that poor Taozi.
This time, the pink peach finally got its revenge. The lights flickered, the soft quilt was stretched tight, the curtains were fluttered by the wind from the air conditioner, a little moonlight shone on the floor, and a little water was illuminated.
He lowered his eyes until a drop of hot water fell on his eyelashes, which was the sweat on his chin.
Kong Yanze opened his eyes dazedly and looked at him. Pain and joy overwhelmed his reason. He saw himself burning in the dark blue eyes.
"Call me." Zhou Baiqiao leaned over and kissed his slightly open red lips, and the ambiguous words were drowned between his lips and teeth.
Kong Yanze put his hand on his shoulder and touched the smooth fabric of his pajamas. Under his palm were strong and powerful muscles. He called out softly and vaguely.
"Uncle Zhou."
Then he heard Zhou Baiqiao's low laugh. Before he could think about whether something was wrong, he was pulled up by him and leaned on his shoulder, with physiological tears falling continuously.
He patted his back again, as if to lull him to sleep, but this time he just couldn't fall asleep.
Kong Yanze had a dream that was full of strangeness and bizarreness, but when he opened his eyes he remembered nothing but a deep feeling of fatigue and aches.
I felt refreshed, but my legs were still a little sore from being sprained, and my head fell heavily on the soft pillow, unable to get up at all.
But when he turned around, he saw a mess of clothes and belts thrown beside the bed, as well as torn clothes.
Kong Yanze sat up and lifted the quilt before his brain reacted. He held the quilt tightly and slowly sat up. He looked up and saw Zhou Baiqiao standing in the bedroom partition and making a phone call with a cigarette in his mouth.
His hair was neatly combed, and he was wearing a shirt and trousers. His expression was a bit cold as if he was working at the office. He looked a bit serious and sharp, which didn't fit in with the mess here at all.
Kong Yanze fished for a long time, but only found Zhou Baiqiao's dark nightgown from yesterday. After he put it on, the sandalwood scent enveloped his entire body. Zhou Baiqiao turned his head and saw him sitting up, whispering something, hanging up the phone, and walking over with a cigarette in his hand.
"woke up?"
Kong Yanze felt uncomfortable somehow. Before Kong Yanze could put out the cigarette, she suddenly took it away from his hand in annoyance. She held the wet filter with her swollen red lips and choked with a frown.
"Smoking is bad, don't learn from Uncle Zhou."
Kong Yanze's eyes were still a little moist, and he looked a little dazed as if he had just woken up. His cheeks were flushed with lust, and his red lips were slightly swollen and moist. The look in his eyes was not as immature as before, but had a different kind of charm.
Zhou Baiqiao was enjoying the taste, his Adam's apple rolled, he snatched the cigarette from his mouth and put it out, then held his neck and exchanged a kiss. Kong Yanze learned quickly, opened his lips, took the initiative to hook his tongue, entangled and licked as if inviting.
"uncomfortable."
Kong Yanze sat and kissed him for a while, then frowned and pushed Zhou Baiqiao away, hid his wet red tongue, slid into the quilt and continued to lie down.
Zhou Baiqiao was stunned for a rare moment. He sat on the bed and supported him. He bent down to kiss his cheek and bit his cheek gently with an unsatisfied look.
"What's wrong?"
Kong Yanze closed his eyes, turned around, and pulled his shirt sleeve to wipe his face, feeling very resentful.
"Because of you, I feel uncomfortable everywhere."
Zhou Baiqiao pulled him up to eat, and took off the robe he was casually wrapped around. He saw traces of dirt on him, and a little bit of the remaining heat was seductive.
Zhou Baiqiao completely lost his gentlemanly mask, put on his clothes and kissed and hugged each other. Before leaving for the restaurant, he even came over to ask if he wanted to be hugged. Kong Yanze immediately walked away quickly.
Kong Yanze was completely awake because of this. He sat on the chair with his long legs crossed, frowning and eating breakfast with his head down.
Zhou Baiqiao saw it and asked someone to bring a cushion over. Kong Yanze didn't want to refuse, but he was too embarrassed to look up as the housekeeper and servants were still watching him.
No one would say anything, but it still made him uncomfortable.
Zhou Baiqiao should be completely free this morning. After dinner, he had no intention of leaving, but followed him. Kong Yanze was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask him.
Kong Yanze can't do anything now, and can't go out. These days, he has been reading in the study during the day. There is a soft sofa there, next to the window, quiet and comfortable.
He was not originally the type to sit still and read, but now he likes to hide away and sit quietly. As long as Zhou Baiqiao doesn't get involved in lust, he always feels calm and relaxed.
Just a closer look, his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing a strong and muscular forearm, with a black cuff wrapped around his upper arm. His aggressiveness was only revealed inadvertently, as he stood by the bookshelf, his long, slender fingers touching the spines of the books one by one.
Kong Yanze looked away. It was a little different after having sex. The hormones from the other person could easily bring back memories of pain and pleasure. Zhou Baiqiao watched him pull out a book with a red hardcover and glanced over it.
"La Dame aux Camélias"
He read out the name and looked at Kong Yanze thoughtfully.
The ballet that Kong Yanze was originally going to perform was "La Dame aux Camélias". When he saw this book here a few days ago, he couldn't help but want to take it down and read it again.
"There's an empty room in Xiaonanyuan. Do you want someone to help you set up a place to practice dancing?"
Zhou Baiqiao didn't know how he brought up this matter, but Kong Yanze didn't want to talk to him about it anymore. He just shook his head and told him not to bother.
"Why would it be troublesome? Your practice is more important."
Kong Yanze glanced at Zhou Baiqiao. Could it be that he was satisfied with the bed and wanted to be pampered? He accompanied her and arranged a room for her to practice dancing, but unfortunately he was not in the mood to enjoy it now.
"I don't want to dance anymore." Kong Yanze's fingers rested on the red hardcover cover, and the three gold-embossed words "La Dame aux Camélias" were just under his fingertips.
Zhou Baiqiao's eyes were ambiguous, he looked away from his hand and nodded slightly: "It's up to you."
Zhou Baiqiao was busy again in the afternoon. Before leaving, he pulled him up from the sofa where he was taking a nap and kissed him awake. He had a dark blue suit jacket on his elbows, a tie hanging from his shirt collar, and leaned over to ask him to help tie his tie.
Kong Yanze was furious and glared at him. He was half asleep and there was a mark on his cheek. Zhou Baiqiao smiled and touched the mark on his cheek, then turned and left. The secretary outside the door saw the interaction between the two and was secretly shocked.
As Zhou Baiqiao walked, he adjusted the crooked tie that Kong Yanze had just tied. The jewel cufflinks on his cuffs pressed down his shirt cuffs and hung down naturally, looking neat and elegant.
The secretary looked at the satisfied smile on the boss's face and thought to himself. The boss had previously put pressure on the troupe, asking them not to give the young master a chance to go on stage.
Now that we are together, there is no need to continue forcing the child.
"Young Master's troupe called and said they want you to give him a chance. Can we let him return to the troupe to rehearse now?"
Zhou Baiqiao listened silently, lowering his head to adjust his sleeves, and suddenly remembered that Kong Yanze had lost his temper with him in the morning and rubbed his face with his sleeve. It turned out that he was still a bad-tempered kitten when he relaxed. The corners of his mouth curled up.
But this did not stop him from answering calmly: "This is not part of the deal he made with me."
“Don’t do anything unnecessary.”
Zhou Baiqiao touched his sleeves and chuckled. He liked this pink peach so much. But he was not that obedient yet. He needed to hold some chips in his hand so that he could be more obedient.
"I have to wait until he finds me before I can be the good guy."
The secretary sighed inwardly and nodded in agreement.
But if the young master knew that it was you who ruined his chance to go on stage behind the scenes, I'm afraid you would never be a good person no matter what you do.
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