Chapter 83 Greed 26 If it is the lover who accompanies you for life, then you...
Yao Youhe was choked by his attitude and looked at Zhou Baiqiao in disbelief. She lifted her skirt and walked closer, not afraid of this man who could make all her efforts go to waste with just one phone call.
"Zhou Boqiao, if you want something, you set it free. If it comes back to you, it belongs to you. If it doesn't come back, you never had it." Note 1
"You actually want me to explain this to you?"
Zhou Baiqiao didn't respond to her and took Kong Yanze away. They were both silent along the way. Kong Yanze leaned against the car window and looked at the night view in the distance, while Zhou Baiqiao sat beside him and looked at him.
The car window was half open, and the cool night breeze blew in, messing up Kong Yanze's carefully groomed hair, but he kept squinting his eyes and looking out the window in enjoyment.
"parking."
Zhou Baiqiao suddenly spoke. Kong Yanze couldn't see his expression clearly. He leaned over the car window and watched him open the door and get out. He walked over to him and knocked on the window.
"Come down for a walk?"
Kong Yanze watched him take a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then lowered his head and lit it without looking at him.
"What's wrong?"
There seemed to be a faint sound of waves in his ears. Kong Yanze leaned against the car and looked into the distance. He could vaguely see the outline of the manor. In the sunless night, bright lights were already on here.
The night wind ruffled the two people's hair, and they could faintly hear a low, hoarse female voice singing and noisy conversations.
"I promised you that I would take you out for a walk."
Zhou Baiqiao held a cigarette in his mouth and stretched out his hand to him. Kong Yanze smiled and took his hand. Zhou Baiqiao stroked the back of his hand and touched the wound on his hand that had not yet fully healed.
"Did someone tell you today..."
"Shhh."
Kong Yanze interrupted him, listened carefully to the song, and hummed along quietly, but couldn't hear what it was singing. Zhou Baiqiao looked at him, with pure curiosity on his face, his eyelashes drooping and the corners of his lips curled up.
The look in his eyes when he looked at me was the same as the day we first met at Xiaoguanlan.
The shade of the tree was mottled, and the bright and clear sunlight fell on him. The emerald green leaves shaded his fingers, and the green-skinned peaches hung down. The young man under the tree had joy and surprise in his eyes, and reached out to touch the furry green peaches.
He himself was not aware that he was attracted by her beauty and fell in love at first sight.
"Hello, Uncle Zhou." He just stretched out his hand and touched the fur on his hand. It seemed that he could still smell the scent of green peaches mixed with the warmth from the sun.
He rubbed his fingers and listened to his restless heartbeat.
“It seems to be over there.”
Kong Yanze pulled him and walked on the beach. It was actually not comfortable to walk in leather shoes, but Kong Yanze kept holding him, holding his hands together, as if if he let go the next moment, he would be grabbed tightly the next moment.
The singing stopped before they reached the place, but Kong Yanze had already spotted a bustling market not far away and pulled him towards it.
"Do you have any money with you?"
Kong Yanze suddenly remembered this incident, and Zhou Baiqiao was stunned and embarrassed. The clothes and accessories on the two people were worth a lot of money, but they couldn't find a single coin.
Kong Yanze laughed at him wantonly and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
"pauper."
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him spreading his hands and smiled helplessly. "Yes, I am a pauper."
Kong Yanze dragged him towards there, laughing non-stop. There were many people there, some with carts, some simply sitting on the ground with a piece of cloth, selling everything, all kinds of strange and colorful trinkets, and old-looking metal teapots.
The two men couldn't find a dollar, so they could only look. Zhou Baiqiao held his hand and walked with him around. From time to time, he heard him come over and ask what this was and what that was.
They can only ask, after all, they can't afford anything.
Not far away, a woman with long curly hair was plugged into a speaker, smoking a cigarette and singing. She had a red flower pinned to her ear, and was wearing a red top and jeans.
Her voice was low and hoarse, and the sound of her singing was like flowing chocolate liquid, mellow and sweet, with a hint of sad bitterness in it.
There were a lot of people there, Zhou Baiqiao hurriedly grabbed him, and Kong Yanze and he finally squeezed there. The song had already reached its climax, and Kong Yanze hummed a few lines along.
"Ciao amore" Note 2
He followed the tone and said something in Zhou Baiqiao's ear.
Zhou Baiqiao looked at his smiling face and didn't dare to ask him if he understood the meaning of this sentence. In a moment of distraction, Kong Yanze followed the crowd and disappeared.
Zhou Baiqiao's face turned pale instantly. He kept looking for him in the crowd and shouted his name loudly, but the singing was so loud that his voice was drowned out.
"Is that gentleman looking for you?"
Kong Yanze stood in a corner and looked at Zhou Baiqiao from afar when suddenly a voice in Chinese was heard from the side.
Kong Yanze looked over and saw a young man with his head and face covered tightly sitting on the ground with tarot cards in front of him. He looked at him with a pair of lively fox eyes and smiled.
"That's bad. He looks very anxious."
Kong Yanze felt a sharp pain in his head as he looked at him, but the feeling quickly disappeared.
"He's very rich. Why don't you go and call him? He'll probably give you a generous reward."
The man winked and smiled and said, "I'm on your side and won't tell him. Do you want to have a tarot reading?"
Kong Yanze shook his head: "I don't believe this."
The man uttered an "ah" and motioned for him to stretch out his hand: "Then I'll read your palm or tell your fortune?"
Kong Yanze smiled helplessly, squatted down, stretched out his hand to him, tilted his head and asked him: "How is it? What did you see?"
He reached out and grabbed Kong Yanze's hand and whispered.
"You have few relatives and a bad love life, but you have no worries about food and clothing. You are destined to be rich."
Kong Yanze hummed in disinterest and didn't find it magical.
"But you are destined to die young and will not be able to stay in this world for long."
Kong Yanze smiled and said, "You always tell people's fortunes like this? You are lucky to be alive today."
The man ignored his sarcasm and said with a smile: "I can help you a little, for a friendship price of ten dollars."
Kong Yanze wanted to retract his hand: "I can't feel a single spot on my body, you must have made a mistake."
He suddenly grabbed Kong Yanze's hand, stretched out his hand and shook it violently. Kong Yanze was stunned and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
[Firewall activated]
Kong Yanze heard the inexplicable voice in its entirety, but he could not remember it at all, no matter how hard he tried.
He turned around and saw Zhou Baiqiao pushing through the crowd and striding towards him. His lips were trembling and his face was pale.
"You...why are you squatting here alone?"
Kong Yanze looked at him in a daze, his eyes unfocused, and asked in a low voice: "Why is it alone? Someone just told me my fortune and said that I would die early."
After Kong Yanze finished speaking, he turned around and saw nothing. Zhou Baiqiao pulled him up and hugged him tightly, touching his forehead in panic, unable to utter a word.
"Let's go back. I'm so tired."
Kong Yanze was so tired that he could hardly stand, so he leaned on him, his mind in a mess. Zhou Baiqiao said nothing, let him lie on his back, and carried him back.
The singing voice floated in the night wind, but Kong Yanze subconsciously murmured something against his neck.
"ring……"
Zhou Baiqiao paused, clenched his hands, and after a moment he carried him on his back with a normal expression.
"Tomorrow... tomorrow I'll take you to see a doctor, okay?"
Kong Yanze hung his head and shook it, his soft black hair rubbing against his neck, and he muttered nonsense under his breath.
"I'm sorry... I don't know either... I'm leaving, don't be sad... Tang Zhilu..."
"What?" Zhou Baiqiao couldn't hear clearly and felt upset.
He had a plain silver ring in his pocket, which he had made bit by bit with his own hands. He had originally wanted to have the most precious and rare gem inlaid on it, but after it was finished, a faint voice in his heart told him that it would be fine as it was.
But he was so panicked that he didn't even dare to take it out.
It was too short, they didn't even have a second summer, it was too short.
When they returned to the manor, Kong Yanze was full of energy again, grabbing his collar and wanting to get down and walk on his own. Zhou Baiqiao carried him all the way to the hall before putting him down.
The crystal chandeliers lit up one by one, and on the marble tile floor was a huge emblem, symbolizing that everything here was owned by a huge financial group.
The golden light was glittering, and all the luxury here shone with a cold luster. Kong Yanze stared at this place for a long time. Zhou Baiqiao was beside him, looking at him nervously.
Kong Yanze's face showed a deep expression of exhaustion and disgust, and his eyes were dim. He quickly lowered his eyelashes to hide it and smiled at him.
"You are so unhappy today, is it because I didn't dance with you?"
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him and answered him in his heart.
No. It was because when he saw his brilliant face and lively smile, he suddenly realized what he had done wrong.
His love is too aggressive. To him, it is like spring water or corrosive sulfuric acid.
Kong Yanze held his cheek with his hands and looked into his eyes, as if admiring him. Then he suddenly let him go, turned around and went upstairs, and spoke to him loudly.
"Mr. Zhou, please wait for me here for a while."
The teasing violin music is melodious and light, and the sound system here is worthy of its staggeringly expensive price. The tiny vibrations on the strings and the restless piano notes jump one after another.
Zhou Baiqiao looked up in astonishment, holding the handrail of the stairs. Kong Yanze was wearing a red embroidered skirt with large areas of hollowing out. Her white skin was like a canvas, revealing the fullness and fragrance of sex.
"Did you become interested in her after seeing that photo in Xiaoguanlan?"
Kong Yanze casually pulled off the rubber band tied behind his head and threw it aside. He was barefoot, smiling lazily, with a red silk tied around his neck and a red bow on the back of his neck, like a beautiful bow on a gift box.
He found this box a long time ago, so there is no need to guess who did it, but Zhou Baiqiao was shameless when he asked someone to do it. He lost his face when he took it out and asked him to wear it.
Zhou Baiqiao wanted to answer, but his eyes were glued to him and he couldn't speak. Kong Yanze stood on the steps, pinched his chin, bent down to kiss him, only lightly, and separated at the first touch.
"You only get one chance, do you want to jump?"
The answer he got was the arm around his waist. Tango is not an elegant or gorgeous dance. The close yet distant touch of skin and eye contact during the tender teasing were more exciting than making love.
But sometimes it is like a fight, and if you are not careful you will be suppressed and can only follow the opponent closely, while the opponent still strangles you by the neck.
Kong Yanze's female dance steps did not have any feminine feeling, they were free and light, and his movements were so flexible that it was hard to catch him. He turned around and stepped on the rapid piano notes to get behind him. Before he turned around, he stepped on his leather shoes with his bare feet, and quickly left with his breath brushing his Adam's apple.
Zhou Baiqiao learned a little dance since he was young, but his basic etiquette and routines were not enough to keep up with him and were not good enough in front of him. He could not catch him and was powerless to fight back and attack, so he could only let him tease and dominate him.
He was panicked at first, but then he actually enjoyed it a little, because when their eyes met, he saw Kong Yanze's eyes sometimes cold as if he was looking at an enemy, and sometimes he saw him glance at him from a high position with pity, and the cold and delicate silk ribbon slid across the back of his hand.
Only for a short time would he smile gently while he still held his waist and kissed him intimately on his cheeks and neck.
Just this little bit of sweetness made him willing to wait and indulge, looking forward to the next touch, and even hoping that the music would stay in this melodious and lingering part.
The violin and piano sounds were entangled, and finally only a few piano notes were left and stopped abruptly.
Zhou Baiqiao watched him walk briskly, his black hair swaying slightly, his thick eyelashes raised, he looked at him calmly, the bright red silk ribbon around his neck lifted, his long legs faintly visible under the red slim lace skirt, he hid behind him and dodged his hand.
Zhou Baiqiao panicked for a moment, and without thinking, he reached out and grabbed the silk ribbon around his neck. He still took half a step forward, and the beautiful bow was pulled open by him.
Kong Yanze had his back to him, and the red ribbon slid down his neck. Zhou Baiqiao only grabbed a piece of the red ribbon.
"Is it fun?"
Zhou Baiqiao couldn't answer him. Kong Yanze's voice was slightly breathless and unusually excited. He laughed twice, turned around, and walked towards him barefoot.
“I think it’s fun.”
Kong Yanze grabbed his collar, his eyes slid from his eyebrows to his nose and lips, raised his head slightly and kissed him hard. Zhou Baiqiao's palm touched his back through the hollow embroidery, his fingers touched a large area of bare skin, and then immediately moved away.
Kong Yanze laughed at him for being so hypocritical and leaned obediently in his arms. The autumn night was very cold, so Zhou Baiqiao took off his coat and put it on him.
"I thought you were going to take my clothes off first."
Kong Yanze put his arms around his neck and jumped on him. Zhou Baiqiao naturally caught him and supported him with his hands. Kong Yanze clung to him, with the hem of his skirt piled on his waist and hips.
"Daddy? Let's go back and continue?"
Zhou Baiqiao held him steadily and walked upstairs, and asked him in a low voice.
"Why?"
"What why? Why the bed?"
Zhou Baiqiao looked up at him, Kong Yanze lowered his head and smiled, his eyes calm and matter-of-fact, but also a little confused.
"It's a deal. You helped me deal with those people, so shouldn't I serve you? The party is over, and I don't need to go out."
"You keep me around just to have sex and satisfy you, don't you?"
Zhou Baiqiao suddenly let go of his hand and let him lie on his back on the soft bed.
Kong Yanze sat up, his soft black hair half covering his cheeks. He lowered his head and pulled off the soft fabric. The hem of the skirt fell on his thighs. He turned his back and knelt on the bed, stretched out his hand and pinched it and pulled it up.
Kong Yanze only heard the sound of a door slamming, followed by hurried footsteps, a blanket covering his head, and the door being slammed again.
Kong Yanze calmly got up, wrapped himself in the blanket, and chuckled for a long time.
"You can't stand this?"
It started raining outside the window. Zhou Baiqiao stood in front of the window, lost in thought, stroking a silver ring in his hand.
"Sir, be careful not to catch a cold."
The butler placed the hot tea on the small table at the side and hesitated, stopping where he was without leaving.
Zhou Baiqiao was silent for a while, then came to his senses and asked him, "Are you here to persuade me to let him go?"
The housekeeper smiled and bowed and replied: "Even your aunt couldn't persuade you, how dare I persuade you more."
"I just want to ask you what you want, so I can help you think about it."
Zhou Baiqiao didn't say anything, but just looked down at the ring in his hand.
"If you want a pleasant bed partner, you already have it, don't worry. If you want a beautiful and decent lover, then your methods are not cruel enough."
"If it's a lifelong lover, then you've hit a dead end."
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