The word "lust" is like a sword hanging over your head. It is obvious what kind of person this guy is.
In fact, whether in ancient times or in modern times, people tend to be extremely tolerant of the word "romantic".
In ancient times, it was considered a very elegant thing for scholars to be romantic and linger in red-light districts. Even in modern times, when you see those artillery kings bragging about their military achievements, you may not agree with their lifestyle, but you will not think it is a heinous crime.
After all, all of this is based on mutual consent.
It could be "sweet talk", "relative loneliness" or "money and goods are settled", people are still very open-minded in this regard.
But those perverts who like to force and use despicable means often suffer contempt and scorn from society. It is said that in prison, the lowest status is often the rape prisoners.
The man knelt there and kowtowed to Zhou Ze, hoping that Zhou Ze would spare his life.
The bookstore is actually Zhou Ze's execution ground, especially after Zhou Ze became a regular employee. It is also a special place. All kinds of ghosts outside will involuntarily want to get close to the bookstore. They either push open the door of the bookstore and walk in, or possess other places or establish connections with the bookstore in other ways.
Boss Zhou is fishing, and those who are willing to take the bait will do so.
In fact, at the beginning, Zhou Ze didn’t realize that there was a ghost lurking in the fat classmate. Yes, Xu Qinglang didn’t realize it either.
Zhou Ze only noticed that the fat classmate secretly put medicine into a cup of milk tea. As for what the medicine was, everyone knew it, but it couldn't be cold medicine.
This is his own store, and according to the law, he must protect the lives and safety of customers who consume in his store, so Boss Zhou has to take care of it.
"Hey, you've seen it a long time ago, right?" Xu Qinglang said to Zhou Ze.
"Ah, yeah."
Zhou Ze nodded silently.
There is no need to explain this matter. Let the people around you think you are so awesome and great. Let this beautiful misunderstanding continue.
"Haha, you walked up to that guy and slapped him, and a ghost came out. To be honest, it looked quite unexpected, a bit like the style of the Heavenly Master on Mount Longhu."
Lao Xu was still bragging about himself, while Zhou Ze remained silent and endured the praise.
He actually wanted to say that he just wanted to give this guy a slap to teach him a lesson, he just wanted to slap him because he was unhappy with him, at most he would beat him up and burn some paper money afterwards, but he made an unexpected discovery, he actually photographed the pervert attached to the fat classmate.
In fact, Zhou Ze also thought about why he and Xu Qinglang had not seen this pervert before. It seemed that there was only one reason, that is, everyone has perverted thoughts in their hearts.
They all have that impulse, that restlessness, that desire. This desire is similar to the pursuit of money and power. It is a manifestation of human nature. Therefore, perverts can hide themselves under that cover.
Whether he exists or not, the fat classmate actually has lustful thoughts, so that is his best protective color.
Zhou Ze opened the gate of hell, grabbed the short pervert with one hand, and prepared to send it to hell.
"Please forgive me, please forgive me, please forgive me..."
The pervert is still begging,
But apart from begging for mercy, he didn't say anything useful, such as if you spare me, I can give you something, or if you spare me, I can tell you some important news.
Um,
Under such circumstances, Boss Zhou was still very ruthless and impartial.
In the end, the pervert was thrown into the gates of hell.
Tonight's turnover is also a good addition.
"Do you think every pervert has a knife hanging over his head?" Xu Qinglang asked.
"Do you remember the teacher with a tall hat that I met before?" Zhou Ze asked back.
"Yeah, but that one was wrongly accused, so this one shouldn't count."
The teacher wearing the dunce cap was obviously wronged, but under the influence of public opinion, even Zhou Ze couldn't help taking the dunce cap off his head with his fingernails.
Perhaps, hell seems to have such a tradition. Perhaps it is because hell is really too big and the people in the underworld are relatively lazy and indolent, so they like to use a one-size-fits-all approach, and most of them continue the "explanation" of the world of the living.
Those who wear hats wear hats, those who have tattoos have tattoos, and the underworld will inherit whatever conclusion the world has reached. This has greatly reduced the workload of the underworld. As for whether there are people who have been wronged, sorry, no one cares.
As there was a business order coming up today, Boss Zhou was too lazy to stay up until dawn. He went to the bathroom, took a shower, and then went upstairs in his pajamas.
Watching Zhou Ze's back as he walked up the stairs, Xu Qinglang took another sip of red wine and looked at the cup of problematic milk tea that Zhou Ze had brought over before, which was now empty.
Xu Qinglang stretched lazily. Of course, Xu Qinglang knew who drank it, and the person who drank it seemed to have sensed something was wrong and had sneaked upstairs before.
hehe.
Lao Xu's eyes wandered, waiting for something interesting to happen.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Zhou Ze felt a little bit cold.
He was not afraid of the cold, but the stark difference in temperature between the bedroom and outside still caught Zhou Ze's attention.
I looked up at the air conditioner and it was not turned on. Why was it so cold
On the bed, Bai Yingying was lying there, covered with a quilt, still squirming.
Zhou Ze was slightly dissatisfied. He had told her many times not to go to bed before taking a shower, as it was disrespectful to the bed. Of course, the most important reason was that Boss Zhou was a germaphobe.
No matter how pretty you are, if you dare to get on my bed without taking a shower, I'm sorry, I will kick you off.
“Ahem…”
Standing by the bed, he coughed.
In the past, Bai Yingying would probably have been so scared that she would quickly stand up and admit her mistake, promising that she would never do it again.
But this time, Bai Yingying was still lying on the bed, not moving.
No, she moved.
She simply turned over with her legs and clamped the quilt between her legs, and a soft "嘤嘤嘤" sound came from under the quilt.
Oh, oh, oh… Oh, oh, oh…
Sometimes it is melodious, sometimes it is gentle, sometimes it is passionate, and sometimes it is low.
For a time,
The silver bottle suddenly broke and water splashed out.
The cavalry rushed out with swords and guns ringing!
Zhou Ze bent down, reached out to grab the quilt, and then lifted it up. He felt that the quilt was completely wet. It was not the kind of warm wetness with a slightly salty and sour taste, but the kind of wetness that was cold and had ice crystals on it. Even the top and bottom of the quilt had become hard.
Lift the quilt.
Bai Yingying turned sideways and looked at Zhou Ze. I saw that her eyes were charming, her hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, and she had red lips and pearly teeth. She was really pitiful.
I wish someone could just gallop on horseback until he dies on the battlefield.
"Wet the bed?"
Zhou Ze asked.
Atmosphere killer.
Small fresh destroyer,
The man who should be sent to the stake - Ze,
It also explains why the author was still single at the age of 30 in his previous life.
Bai Yingying bit her fingers and slowly curled up her body. Then she sat up, put her hands on Zhou Ze's shoulders, and said coquettishly:
“Boss… I want… 嘤嘤嘤…”
Zhou Ze smiled.
This laughter is somewhat helpless.
He first lowered his head to look at the quilt that he had just lifted and thrown on the ground. It was already hard enough to be used as a chopping board.
Then he looked between Bai Yingying's legs.
you want,
But I dare not give it.
This is the body of an ordinary person. If I really give it to you, I will have to go to the hospital to see Dr. Lin for amputation tomorrow because of frostbite.
"Did you drink that cup of milk tea?"
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something and asked.
“Milk tea… What kind of milk tea… Oh, oh, oh, oh… I want some, boss… oh, oh, oh…”
Saying,
Bai Yingying leaped up,
Her physical fitness was not something that Zhou Ze, who had not yet opened his invincible power, could resist. Zhou Ze was directly knocked to the ground by her.
There was a muffled "clang" sound from the floor.
Xu Qinglang, who was downstairs, raised his head and looked upwards, feeling a little lonely and sad. He poured another glass of red wine.
The old Taoist who was playing cards with the monkey also raised his head and looked at the ceiling with some confusion.
"Boss, I really like the smell of you. I really like it. Oh, oh, oh..."
Bai Yingying transformed into a domineering female CEO, pinned Zhou Ze down, and flirted with him while helping him take off his clothes.
Zhou Ze showed a bit of helplessness on his face.
"Yingying, step back."
"Boss, give it to me..."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
This is not a question of giving or not giving.
It's not a question of whether the stone is more stone or not.
Is there a water curtain cave or an ice hole under you
Don't you have any idea
At that moment, Zhou Ze hardened his heart, and there was no way he could not be cruel. The nails on his right hand grew out, and he did not dare to stab Bai Yingying. He just used his nails to stroke Bai Yingying's back back and forth.
“Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The black mist began to enter Bai Yingying's body. Bai Yingying was so stimulated that she lay directly on the ground and began to roll over. Zhou Ze did not stop and continued to use his nails.
Bai Yingying turned back and forth, shouting continuously.
She is most afraid of her boss's nails.
… …
downstairs,
Xu Qinglang, who was drinking red wine, spat out the wine in his mouth with a "puff". He looked up, a little surprised. So fierce
The old Taoist priest was so frightened that he dropped the cards in his hand to the ground. He raised his head and looked at the ceiling again.
WTF,
The boss is getting mad
Lao Xu and Lao Dao were both very hurt at this moment.
It is a kind of sadness and bitterness of being outdone in the aspect that men cannot admit defeat the most.
… …
After a long time, Zhou Ze retracted his nails.
Bai Yingying, who was lying on the ground almost exhausted, finally regained clarity in her eyes. As if she had vented all her anger, she looked at Zhou Ze in a daze:
"Boss, what just happened?"
"You said your back is a little itchy, let me scratch it for you."
"Oh, thank you, boss."
"Go down and take a shower." Zhou Ze said.
"Okay, boss."
Bai Yingying held onto the wall and slowly walked down the stairs. She staggered as she walked, and it was very difficult.
She saw Xu Qinglang and the old Taoist looking at her with sympathy.
From then on, for a long time, neither Xu Qinglang nor the old Taoist mentioned the matter of Shi Geng in front of Zhou Ze again.
According to the old saying,
He couldn't blow it, he really couldn't blow it, he was looking for a poor woman who had fallen, but the boss KO'd a zombie,
How can you compare this