This tone is obviously not Zhang Chenfei in a normal state.
"You... Dior?"
Jiao Qi was a little surprised. Counting the time, he was sober for less than a day.
Zhang Chen sneered, and slowly peeled off the thin nightgown from the young master: "Why, you won't know me if you don't see me in a while?" After that, he kissed him with cold eyes as if he were routine.
"Um..." Jiao Qi put his hands on his shoulders, trying to figure out the relationship between the characters, "Wait, you just said, I raise you?"
These words seemed to stimulate a certain fragile nerve of Zhang Dazhao, tightening his lips, and nodding humiliatingly for a long while.
Could this be the reverse of the godfather script, and Mr. Dior thought he was the godson? Jiao Qi pushed him away and sat up, and asked uncertainly: "Then, am I your father?"
"What did you say?!"
"I'm your father, right?" Jiao Qi asked him sincerely.
"Jiao Xiaoqi!" The president's clenched fist trembled slightly, and these words were basically squeezed out between the teeth, "You can insult my dad, but you can't insult me!"
There seems to be something wrong with this.
"... Why should I insult your dad?" Jiao Qi blinked, and didn't quite understand the logic when he heard such a talk back to his head.
Zhang Chen turned his head stubbornly and refused to answer.
Seeing this reaction as if stepping on a cat's tail, Jiao Qi felt that he might have misunderstood. However, the current clues provided are too few to start with analysis, so we can only turn to the brain for help. Annie quickly gave the search results:
Raising can refer to fostering, adoption, and rearing. As the saying goes, “raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a day” and “raising tigers for trouble”.
Zhang Dazhao denied the relationship of "dad", and basically we can exclude adoption and adoption. According to the occasional continuity of the script, the inspiration flashed, and Mr. Jiao realized: "I see, you are a husky, right?"
Therefore, it is a fantasy script to raise a dog.
"You call me a dog?" Zhang Chenfei was like an ignited firecracker. He was so angry that he jumped out of the bed and walked around on the carpet barefoot, panting and staring at him, "Yes, I was raised by you. Knickknack, but I am not a dog!"
Before Jiao Qi had time to speak, Zhang Dadi took away the pillow he was leaning on and almost fell over. With one hand behind his back, he watched the guy leave in amazement. The stubborn back holding the small pillow clearly showed the words "Master is not waiting."
Seems to understand what script this is. The little plaything raised by the young master, Zhang Dazzle is the MB he hired for Jiao Daxiao! Slowly raising her eyebrows, Jiao Qi asked Annie to call up the information she had checked before, and decided to review the tricks again.
Brother Zhinao disagrees: Let me correct it, MB can also be a top.
"A Night of Fright: The President is an MB", she is a wealthy daughter and indulges overnight. She spends money to order a male hostess, but she doesn't want to. That person is actually the heir of the Ouyang Group. He just had a drink with his friend, but he was ordered by the little woman, huh, woman, I want to run away after sleeping
"Wrong Nodding Card", he is an empty young master, he spent a lot of money and ordered the top card in the nightclub to serve him, but unexpectedly, the card was only the top...
"Stop it, don't read it, don't download it." Jiao Qi felt that the scene was a bit familiar, and immediately stopped Annie's dangerous moves. If something hits his head suddenly at this moment, he will also become like Zhang Daqi, and this day can't be passed
On the plane the next day, Zhang Chenfei sat on the sofa, holding a small notebook to write a diary.
Taking off from a tropical island, in order to keep the cabin cool, the air-conditioning on the plane is fully opened. Jiao Qi lay in bed and read the mail. After a while, he felt cold. He habitually called Lao Gong: "Hand me that blanket."
Zhang Chenfei put down his pen and didn't move: "I only care about your bed, and I don't care about what's under the bed."
Inexplicably... Jiao Qi unfastened his seat belt and prepared to take it by himself. A velvet blanket was suddenly thrown over, and Zhang Chenfei, who was cold-faced, covered him with the blanket and sat down beside his bed without saying a word.
"Why are you taking care of it again?"
"I forgot that you are in bed right now." Zhang Chenfei said solemnly and put a waist pad on him before he picked up the diary and continued to write.
"..."
Jiao Qi didn't have the habit of peeking at other people's diaries, avoiding eyes and continuing to read emails, chatting with Lao Gong one after another, trying to understand his script. But Zhang Chenfei seemed to be very taboo about this matter, and he would get angry if he asked too many questions. After chatting for a long time, I only probably knew that Mr. Dior was forced to be with him, the young master of the Jiao family, because of lack of money, and he was the second generation of evil and rich who coveted Zhang Chenfei's beauty.
Ok.
The evil young master couldn't communicate anymore, closed his eyes and fell asleep. The air-conditioning in the cabin was still blowing, and the exposed arms quickly froze, and the hairs were rooted.
Zhang Chenfei couldn't help but raise his hand and tucked his white arm under the blanket, but his eyes were inadvertently stuck by the handsome face. The sleeping young master was quiet and harmless, and his whole body exuded a tempting fragrance, and his pale lips looked a little moist and sweet because of a cup of hot tea.
Some dry mouth inexplicably, as if being bewitched, slowly moved over, wanting to have a bite. The sweet breath sprayed on the face, itchy and soft. Mr. Dior suddenly became sober, resisting the urge to kiss, his eyes full of pain and entanglement.
You can't indulge, you are just a plaything he spends money to raise, you will be crushed if you fall in love with him!
It was already evening when the plane landed, and I had to go to work tomorrow, so I didn't go back to the villa. After eating a meal outside, the two went straight back to the apartment.
Little Golden Retriever has been taken care of by an aunt these days. It is delicious and good to drink. It is just that he has not seen his master for a few days, and he is a little depressed. Seeing the two came back, they immediately recovered their vigorous appearance, and the little tail shook his ass as well.
"This is your dog? What's its name." Zhang Chen looked at the dog coldly, and picked up the vaccine card on the small cabinet in the hall.
"Uh… "
"Zhang Guangzong?" Mrs. President put the vaccine card back, licked his lips in a straight line, stared at Jiao Qi for a long while, smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, you treat me as a dog and raise a pup with my last name."
"..." Looking at the old attack who was sad and walking away again, Jiao Qi couldn't help sighing, and touched the dazed little golden retriever, "Guangzong, your Atlantis is gone." It became another one. Ordinary dog.
"Wang!" Fortunately, Guangzong didn't care, and continued to wag his tail excitedly.
Mr. MB Zhang hid in the study, not knowing what he was messing up with. Jiao Qiwu took a shower and climbed into bed to get to bed.
Jiao's father suddenly called and Jiao Qi picked up.
"Recently, I was doing asset integration. I remembered that when you two got married, Chenchen gave me a part of the shares as a betrothal gift. This part of the equity has never been transferred to you. You have time to come to the sun to find me in the past two days." According to Zuoren's perception, this part of the shares should be transferred to the child as a bride price.
When Shi Fei was just getting married when he first got married, Jiao's father was not optimistic and didn't take these shares seriously. Now Shi Fei's stock price ranks among the top in the world, and it is no longer appropriate for him to hold the money.
"He gave it to you, so you can keep it," Jiao Qi glanced at Zhang Chenfei who came in suddenly, lowered his voice and said to his father, "Besides, it's not a dowry, it's a dowry."
This was what Zhang Chenfei himself said back then, but it was not Jiao Qi who arranged him.
"The dowry should be given to you even more. How can father-in-law greedy daughter-in-law's dowry?" Dad Jiao insisted, asking his son to come to see him in the past two days, so he directly hung up the phone.
Hearing the end of the water here, Zhang Chenfei walked in. Without even looking at Jiao Qi, he went straight into the bathroom. He took a quick shower, came out with only a bath towel, and sat down opposite Xiaojiao's wife with a cold expression, "Where do I start?"
"Where does what start?" Jiao Qi raised his head from the Zhibrain interface, not knowing why.
"Heh." Looking at the young master who deliberately pretended to be innocent, Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, stood up on the bed, and tore off the bathrobe from his waist.
"Oh, you are really..." Jiao Qi looked at the vacuum inside, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he turned his head away from him, "Hurry up and put on some underwear."
Zhang Chenfei grabbed his wrist and pinched his chin with the other hand, forcing him to look over: "You don't think I'm here to cover you with a quilt?"
This posture was really shameful, and Jiao Qi couldn't help blushing.
"Your father said, as long as I take care of you, I will inject capital into my company and save my Shifei." Zhang Chenfei knelt down on one knee, slowly and slowly leaned over, and kissed Xiaojiao's wife's lips. . To bear the burden of humiliation, slaughter and even sell his body, just in exchange for a chance to make a comeback.
"My dad?" Jiao Qi avoided his kiss, remembering his dad's face when he heard that he really had a successful blind date, "My dad is crazy, paying someone to hire his son?"
"Don't pretend! You are rejecting like this, I don't care about you, but you are the uncomfortable." Mr. Dior, who lost his patience, pulled off his soft pajamas and saw the scenery inside. Followed to be gentle.
No, it can't be like this! Zhang Chen shook his head, unwilling to admit that he was attracted by the handsome young master, so he could only get to his ears and utter bad words to cover up his panic: "I know, your body has been reformed and you are hungry. no."
"… who said it?"
"You said it yourself."
"When did I say it!"
"Last time you were pregnant, you said it yourself," the President was confident, repeating exactly what Xiaojiao's wife had said. "You said,'After all, I'm a little adulterous baby'."