Cheng Ji suddenly didn't want revenge so much anymore. Just let it go with the flow on such small matters!
He packed his backpack and said, "I'm going back to Changkang Hospital first. My mother has some things to do."
Qi Beisong had already pulled out his fur coat: "This one is pretty, pink fox fur or mink fur... And a leather skirt, what's your waist size?... High-heeled boots, can you wear them? Yes, you can wear them, you were wearing high-heeled sandals when you beat me up at Shuiyue Villa."
Cheng Ji pushed his hand away: "Mr. Qi, thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it!"
"..." Qi Beisong forcefully put the fur coat on Cheng Ji, who held it with both hands to resist. The two men started fighting silently in the car. The movements were so intense that the entire car body seemed to be shaking slightly when viewed from outside.
Cheng Ji's face flushed red. This was a matter of dignity, and he would not back down no matter what. Mountains could not be higher than the soles of one's feet, and rocks could not be harder than one's determination!
In his previous life, he had put on makeup and dressed up as a girl, but that was all because of the mission requirements. In order to capture the most dangerous criminals, he charged into battle and volunteered.
What does it matter now? The fishnet stockings and the breast ring at Shuiyue Villa last time had already cost him half his life, and he still wanted to keep the other half!
Qi Beisong does a lot of weightlifting and rock climbing, and has considerable upper body strength. Without any skills, Cheng Ji is no match for him.
But Cheng Ji refused to admit defeat and held on with all his strength. Their faces got closer and closer, almost as if their foreheads were touching and their joints were crackling.
Qi Beisong only felt that the other party's pair of dark and shiny eyes were staring at him like fire.
"Afraid of being embarrassed?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Cheng Ji also gritted his teeth: "No."
"If you don't want it, you can't get in."
"If you can't get in, you can't get in."
"So you're willing to be stabbed for nothing?"
“Not willing to accept that.”
"What's wrong with you?"
"There will be another chance next time."
The two of them looked at each other very closely, and suddenly Qi Beisong let go, frustrated and wondering what had happened between him and this guy? Fighting in bed, sex in the car, and fighting again!
Oh, forget it!
Cheng Ji had already used up all his strength, and was about to see the murderous pink thing fall on his shoulder. When he saw Qi Beisong stop, he thought he had won, and quickly opened the door to run!
Qi Beisong pulled him back in one go!
"You were the one who proposed it in the beginning, and now you want to back out. You're even willing to be a MILF and sleep with a strange man, but you refuse to wear women's clothes?"
Cheng Ji got angry all of a sudden: "Qi Beisong, that wasn't for me! And I never accompanied him!"
Qi Beisong growled, "Then put on your clothes, wig, and lipstick now! I didn't go through all the trouble to get these things for myself!"
Cheng Ji looked at him.
Qi Beisong is extremely handsome, and anyone who sees him for the first time will be shocked. In terms of appearance, Cheng Ji is not as good-looking as him, and even the people he has played with are not as good-looking as him.
He is so rare, those who are prettier than him don't have his aura, and those who have a similar aura can't compare with his face. His appearance and status attract people, but when they really stand in front of him, they often feel ashamed.
Cheng Ji had no idea about him, so he just looked at him straight in the eye, occasionally glancing at him from the side.
At this time, Cheng Ji glanced at him, silently took off his down jacket, put on the pink fur, and silently took the wig.
When Cheng Ji opened the car door and went to the back seat to get his lipstick, Qi Beisong hid his face and smiled so hard that it almost reached his ears.
He does it for himself!
The rumors about Zhao Xiaojing's mother suffering from paranoia and the airtight security system are all false!
Zhao Xiaojing's mother was a bored noblewoman. She had a big fight with his father over a mistress and divorced him. She remarried a foreigner and went abroad. She hasn't been back for more than ten years! Although the house was registered under her name, Zhao Xiaojing had used it to fool around with others. He couldn't even figure out the identities of the people coming in and out, let alone the strict security.
Zhao Xiaojing's other famous villa was always the place where people gathered to hold parties and cocktail parties, all of which were filled with unspeakable filth and trouble. All the police in Hongcheng knew that it was a den of brothels.
When Cheng Ji was hospitalized a few days ago, Zhao Xiaojing hid in the villa and refused to come out. Lei Jing was afraid that his wife would be dissatisfied, so he did not dare to go in and catch him. This is why Qi Beisong paid the money on behalf of Zhao Xiaojing.
In short, Qi Beisong was absolutely sincere when he agreed to help Cheng Ji seek revenge. The evil idea came to him the moment he saw the female secretary passing by wearing a pink fur coat and complaining about the huge color difference in the pictures in the online store.
By the way, Qi Beisong’s female secretary is in her forties and can almost give birth to a child like him.
So this fur coat has nothing to do with Zheng Haiping, but belongs to the secretary aunt. The reason why Qi Beisong lied was that he felt that Cheng Ji seemed to trust the second steward of the Qi family, whom he had only met once. Anyway, he always wore the clothes that Zheng Haiping prepared for him when he was in the hospital, and never said a bad word about it.
Qi Beisong just wanted to take the opportunity to do something naughty, trick Cheng Ji into drawing eyebrows and eyes to dress up, then take a front-facing photo of him and put it in his mobile phone, and take it out to laugh at him from time to time!
If Cheng Ji can take nude photos of him, why can't he take nude photos of him
He could guess what Cheng Ji would look like in makeup. Probably similar to the drag queens in foreign casinos, because although Cheng Ji was handsome, he was not feminine, and his features were all masculine. The more handsome a guy is, the scarier he looks with heavy makeup on.
But after Cheng Ji put on lipstick, he refused to put on powder. Of course, he didn't ask if it looked good or not. He just begged with a look of despair: "Don't tell anyone else."
"Who are the others?" Qi Beisong tried hard not to laugh.
"Chen Chuan and Wang Beifeng." Cheng Ji said, "Anyway, they are the ones you call the most tight-lipped!"
Qi Beisong almost laughed his intestines out!
He thought again of the day when they first met. Cheng Ji put on heavy makeup like an actor, with a surprising style and a lot of talk. Fortunately, he did not order Lei Jing to kill him immediately!
Cheng Ji saw himself in the rearview mirror and shuddered with fear. He looked at the gorgeous lipstick that also came from the secretary aunt in confusion and murmured, "Why is it a good lipstick, why is it called a murderous name like Zhan Nan|Se? Who can it kill?"
Qi Beisong leaned over the steering wheel, squinted his eyes and looked at him, thinking: ... Just kill me.
The moment Cheng Ji turned around just now, he almost kissed her.
He was wrong. Cheng Ji didn't look like a drag queen with lipstick on. He still looked like himself, the handsome guy who was sometimes stubborn and sometimes soft. Surprisingly... it was quite suitable.
He even had a desire. He wanted to put lipstick on him himself, trace the shape of his beautiful lips with the tip of his tongue, and then roll up the so-called man-killing beauty and eat it bit by bit.
"Do you really have nude photos of me in your phone?" he suddenly asked in a low voice, his voice sounding suspiciously magnetic.
Cheng Ji shuddered again, almost giving himself away: "Yes... yes!"
"So do you usually watch it?"
"..." Cheng Ji stared at him, "What?... I'm not looking! Why are you looking?"
Qi Beisong's lips curled up slowly and he smiled: "If you don't want to read it, give it back to me and I'll post it online myself."
Cheng Ji blinked for a long time and finally said, "Stop it."
Qi Beisong turned his face away and thought, yes, it's time to stop making trouble.
He hasn't seen Cheng Ji for seven days since the day he was admitted to the hospital. Today is the seventh day.
Originally he told himself that seven days was enough to forget someone, but he broke his promise on the last day.
Of course he didn't forget him. He would think about him every day when he had free time. He wondered what was so good about this guy, why he got so angry when he saw him, and how he should get along with this guy in the future.
After much thought, the most correct, economical and wise way is to part ways, which is good for both parties.
Cheng Ji is straightforward, and he has no ideas in his head; and Master Qi is arrogant and unwilling to bow his head, and secondly... secondly, he can force anyone except Cheng Ji.
In fact, the way to say goodbye is very simple, just don't show up, but making this decision is too difficult. Qi Beisong endured for seven days, but finally couldn't bear it. Although it was Cheng Ji who took the initiative to find him, he was the one who ruined the situation.
He thought that I must take a photo of him today, so that we would be even, and from now on I would completely disappear and let him forget about me.
Cheng Ji tugged at his arm and asked, "Is it right?"
"Um?"
Cheng Ji pointed at the wig on his head: "Is it straight or crooked?"
When Qi Beisong saw his look, he couldn't help but burst out laughing!
Now she looks a bit like a drag queen! She has broad shoulders, narrow hips, a thin waist and long legs, but she wears a pink mink and her hair is full of 1990s curls!
Cheng Ji was so angry and embarrassed that his eyes turned red. He pounced on him and started beating him!
He caught his fist and said with a smile: "You said it yourself, I can make it whatever I want!"
"Fuck! Stop laughing!"
"Stop laughing, stop laughing!"
"If you laugh again, I'm leaving!"
"Don't go, don't go. It will be a waste if you leave. I worked so hard to bring you here! Puff!"
Qi Beisong shook his shoulders and drove the car towards the villa area; Cheng Ji blushed and held his curly hair, half covering his face, for fear of being seen by acquaintances, although he didn't know anyone here.
Qi Beisong added fuel to the fire. He held the steering wheel with one hand and used his mobile phone with the other hand to take pictures of him continuously.
"Get out of my way!" Cheng Ji yelled.
Qi Beisong took at least 200 photos before he was finally spared.
"If you don't make them for me in the future, I will post them all on the Internet!" Qi Beisong's abdominal muscles were sore from laughing.
"Stop it..." Cheng Ji threatened weakly.
"Why aren't you wearing a leather skirt?" Qi Beisong laughed, "If you don't wear it, I'll buy it for you for nothing!"
Wearing a mink coat was the bottom line. Cheng Ji refused to put on a skirt and boots with bare legs. He said, "It's snowing outside. I'm cold."
Qi Beisong accepted this reason. After all, Cheng Ji's injury had not yet fully healed, and he was reluctant to let him suffer the cold.
So Cheng Ji, wearing a fur coat on the upper body and sweatpants and sneakers on the lower body, followed Qi Beisong out of the car shyly and walked towards the gate of Zhao Xiaojing's villa.
Qi Beisong asked with a smile: "Do you want to hold my arm?"
Cheng Ji flatly refused.
"It's right not to hold hands. Zhao Xiaojing knows that I don't like women. No woman dares to touch me except my mother and my sister." Qi Beisong said, "Lower your face, be careful not to be photographed by the camera."
Cheng Ji lowered his head obediently.
This single-family villa, including the house and the yard, covers an area of about one acre, which is nearly 700 square meters when converted into the metric system. It is still a long way from a real luxury house, but it is considered good in Hongcheng, where every inch of land is valuable.
There were indeed several electric fences on the villa wall, but they had been rusted for too many years without maintenance. Qi Beisong asked Cheng Ji to lower his head, and he also didn't want him to see the rotten electric fence. That thing was too low-quality and didn't match the iron wall he had mentioned before, but the electric fence on the wall was four or five meters high, and Cheng Ji might not be able to climb up after his injury.
Qi Beisong pressed the video doorbell. After a long, long time, he pressed it many times impatiently, and then a female voice came over the intercom and asked, "Who is it?"
"Tell Zhao Xiaojing to get up." Qi Beisong said.
"… Who are you?" the female voice asked again.
"My last name is Qi." Qi Beisong's thick eyebrows were twisted into a knot. He raised his face to show the other party, and his tall body blocked Cheng Ji behind him.
After a while, there was a "click" sound of the lock and the door opened.
Qi Beisong led Cheng Ji into the courtyard and asked him to stop at the porch: "There is no snow here, wait for me here for a while."
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ji asked.
There was a high-definition camera in the corner of the porch, with a flashing red light and it was working, and he had to avoid that thing.
Qi Beisong said: "Nothing, just a moment."
Someone had already opened the bronze door of the villa, and Qi Beisong walked in with a grim look on his face.
Although he had only been here once a few years ago, he knew very well what Zhao Xiaojing was going to do with this house, so he had to go in and clear out the place first, driving out all the dirty, smelly, meaty, vegetarian, clothed and naked people inside, so that Cheng Ji wouldn't see them and scare him!
Fortunately, there were only two women in the room. One opened the door. She was wearing heavy makeup and a short skirt, but she was dressed neatly. The other was standing at the corner of the stairs, looking around. She had messy hair, no shoes or socks, and a silk nightgown under her bathrobe.
Qi Beisong looked at the two of them and said in a neither loud nor soft voice: "Put on your clothes, pack your things, and get out."
The woman who opened the door was more tactful. She immediately turned around to get her bag and coat, and disappeared in a moment.
The one on the stairs was reluctant and asked, "Who... who are you? Why are you asking us to leave?"
Qi Beisong looked at her with half-closed eyes.
What a powerful man he was. The woman soon started to tremble at his gaze. On the one hand, she couldn't help but have wild fantasies when she saw the handsome guy, and on the other hand, she felt scared instinctively.
"I'll give you three minutes, get out." He raised his wrist to look at his watch, "My people are still waiting outside, don't let them wait too long."
The woman turned around and quickly went upstairs to clean up.
Qi Beisong called her and asked, "Who else is upstairs?"
The woman said timidly, "There was Mr. Zhao, and another... I don't know her name, but I heard Mr. Zhao call her 'little darling'. They were both asleep in bed."
Qi Beisong spat in disgust: "Go pull them up, don't let me do it myself!"
"Hey!" The woman went upstairs.
After waiting for less than three minutes, the person rushed down. Although her clothes were messy, she had brought everything she needed. She was also carrying several brand-name bags. I don't know if she brought them herself or stole them from Zhao Xiaojing.
"Sir!" She called Qi Beisong, "I couldn't wake Mr. Zhao up, but another girl woke up and said she would be down in three minutes too!"
Qi Beisong agreed.
Cheng Ji stood on the porch as if he was watching a foreign spectacle. After a while, a girl ran out of the house. He was ashamed of his dignity and had to hide in the corner again and again.
Finally, Qi Beisong waved at him: "Come in."
He tiptoed into the room and Qi Beisong closed the door behind him.
He pulled the wig off and asked, "You don't need this anymore?"
Qi Beisong said: "No need."
He then took off his fur again and wiped off his lipstick with the back of his hand.
Qi Beisong stared at his face. He was puzzled: "Huh?"
"You're still the prettiest." Qi Beisong sighed, "This idiot Zhao Xiaojing makes me sick!"
Cheng Jixiao asked, "There are a lot of people like this in your circle of young masters, right?"
"I'm not." Qi Beisong answered the question irrelevantly.
I know, Cheng Ji thought, although it has nothing to do with me whether you are with me or not.
Qi Beisong regretted bringing Cheng Ji to Zhao Xiaojing's lair today. Zhao Xiaojing's character was too ugly. He actually had such a stupid childhood friend. What would Cheng Ji think of him? Did he think he was as dirty and vulgar as Zhao Xiaojing
He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green, but Cheng Ji took the opportunity to confess his love... No, thank you.
"If this is done, I will definitely treat you to a drink." Cheng Ji said seriously, "Qi Beisong, I forgot to tell you last time that you saved my life!"
Qi Beisong couldn't stand being stared at by him now. He would panic and get irritated if he was stared at by him. He quickly and quietly moved away, hating Zhao Xiaojing even more in his heart!
In Cheng Ji's eyes, he might have originally scored 70 points, but because of Zhao Xiaojing's drag, his score was probably only 40.
He couldn't tolerate having only 40 points. Even if he and Cheng Ji parted ways at the Yangtze River tomorrow and never saw each other again, he couldn't have only this few points!
He was so angry that he pointed upstairs and said, "I'm not going upstairs, just go get him!"
Cheng Ji finally got his Lord Qi's pass badge, and with a beaming face he took out his small knife, small rope and small rubber gloves!
"Don't leave any evidence." Qi Beisong reminded.
Cheng Ji said: "But I want to carve a word on his fat body."
"What?"
Cheng Ji smiled at him, his face as beautiful as a flower: "'Your father was here!' Just carve a line like this to let out some blood, and let him go to the emergency room to experience it."
"..." Qi Beisong said, "Take it easy. That idiot has high blood lipids and fatty liver. Don't kill him."
Cheng Ji was about to speak when he suddenly heard three loud thunderclaps out of nowhere, which made his eardrums hurt!
"Qi Beisong! You idiot!!"
"You finally remembered to apologize to me?!"
"Bah! I don't accept it!!!"
I only heard the voice but didn't see the people. Zhao Xiaojing was hiding upstairs and yelling, so he didn't see them.
Qi Beisong raised his eyelids, Cheng Ji understood, and rushed up to the second floor in one step.