[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

Chapter 15 Damn, You Have Traveled Too?

Zhang Yu lost his patience, walked over a few steps, grabbed the end of the iron chain and pulled it hard, and instantly pulled out a long-haired and indistinguishable handsome man from behind the curtain!

The handsome man's hair hangs loosely on his shoulders, and only a pair of bright red sexy underwear is hanging on his body. He has fair skin and beautiful long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, beautiful muscles, and his naked body is covered with bruises!

Some wounds have been infected and suppurated, and the slight rotten smell overflows from them.

Especially on his slender and straight neck, the two tooth cavities are particularly abrupt, and the opened flesh has turned dark purple, and it is also driven by the deterioration of the infection. It is Zhang Yu's food.

Zhang Yu played with the iron chain in his hand, like pulling a pet dog, and pulling the collar around the neck of a beautiful man at the other end, "I told you to clean yourself, why are you disobedient? I have only been out for a few days, and you can get it smell everywhere?"

The handsome man was almost toppled by him, he covered the collar with both hands and pulled it back forcefully, he stabilized his figure a little bit, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't be humiliated, you can wear red underpants for me, it's still dewy, What's the meaning?"

"Yo, baby, haven't fucked you for a few days, have you lost your mind?"

Zhang Yu was funny, wrapped the iron chain around his arm twice, exerted all his strength, and he dragged the handsome man over by his neck!

His lips brushed against his earlobe with viciousness, "I have raised you for three years, and I let you wear it like this every day. Why, do you have any objections now? Don't you usually cry? How dare you talk back today? Do you owe/fuck? gone?"

The handsome man looked blank, "Have you raised me for three years? Who are you?"

"Zhang Yu."

Zhang Yu suddenly realized that something was wrong. How come this coward who loves to cry and scream doesn't even know who he is today?

"Zhang Yu?"

The handsome man was even more puzzled, frowning his eyebrows as if he was trying to remember something.

At this moment, Zhang Yu's cell phone rang!

He was holding the iron chain with one hand, and the other hand was holding the handsome man's long hair. It was not very convenient, so he simply used the hand holding the iron chain to find the phone and slide down the answer button, then clicked on the speakerphone, and put the phone in the cabinet superior.

There came two voices.

The man's lazy and magnetic voice: "You say it or I say it?"

The boy's soft and sweet voice: "Tell me, I'm not familiar with him."

"Well, hello, Zhang Yu, are you listening?" The man's voice amplified a little.

Zhang Yu instantly recognized Shen Qian's voice, and replied politely, "Well, what's wrong with Mr. Shen?"

"Xiao Jieji said that the instant noodles you gave have expired, and he has a stomachache after eating them. Do you have...then what medicine?"

Obviously, the last sentence was for the person next to him, and his tone softened by half.

The boy's voice sounded again: "Stomach pain medicine, probiotics, intestinal cleansing granules."

Zhang Yuzheng wanted to say that I'm a fucking doctor of a different species, so it would be a ghost to have those medicines, right?

The phone on the cabinet was snatched by the handsome man!

His fingertips holding the phone were trembling, and his voice seemed to jump out of his throat with excitement: "Master Jiang, is that you, Master Jiang?"

The other end froze for a moment, and asked with a little vigilance: "Who are you?"

"Are you really Young Master Jiang? I am your psychiatrist, Wu Zhide!"

"Damn it! You fucking timed too?!!"

Shen Qian and Zhang Yu: "Traveled? What the hell?"

Both sides didn't say anything more, after all, the explanation on the phone wasn't clear, only Jiang Yuran said to Shen Qian: "Mr. Shen, I want to see him, I know him, can you ask your doctor to bring him here?"

Deliberately softening the voice, one's bones are crispy, and the meaning of being coquettish is particularly strong, like a child asking an adult for candy with a milky voice.

"No, the rule here is that food cannot meet with food." Shen Qian replied slowly, with a bit of pampering and deliberate teasing.

Jiang Yuran was in a hurry: "If you don't agree, I, I will..."

"What about you?"

"I'll cry for you!"

"laugh!"

Shen Qian laughed out loud in an instant: "What a lethal threat! Zhang Yu, did you hear that, bring him here!"

Zhang Yubian pursed his lips: "I heard it."

After hanging up the phone, he pinched the handsome man's white waist, "It's also food, so why can't you learn from him?"

The psychiatrist wants to cry, Gan!I just fucked through it, I know a der!

……

When the sun went west, Zhang Yucai arrived with a psychiatrist.

Jiang Yuran was in unbearable pain, so he eased up a bit, and now he fell asleep with his pillow on Shen Qian's knee.

The psychiatrist was wearing the pink t-shirt and ripped jeans that Zhang Yu had given her, making this slender and fit figure a bit thinner.

At first glance, it looks sunny, but if you look closely, you will notice the cavities in his neck and the wounds exposing the ripped jeans, which make people fantasize.

This is obviously not his original body, it is much taller, it is obviously in the Mood for Love, but it is full of scars.

He's not used to it.

But when he saw Jiang Yuran, the young master was still as exquisite and beautiful as before, like a porcelain jade doll, nothing changed, but his skin was more delicate and his appearance improved a lot, as if he had undergone micro-sculpture plastic surgery.

He was so excited that he almost cried, "Master Jiang..."

In reality, he is a 35-year-old bald old man and an old bachelor who has no interest in women and likes to read Tanmei novels. He often fantasizes that he is a big-muscle tyrant who combines money and good looks in novels.

He has been looking for the little shou in his fantasy in reality, but none of them can meet his aesthetic standards.

Until I met Jiang Yuran who came to the psychological clinic to treat cleanliness.

The young master with a delicate skeleton pushed open the door, with a delicate and beautiful face like petals on his face, flashing eyes that seemed to be moist and clear with dew, he broke into his life unexpectedly.

With a soft and moving sentence: Hello, are you Dr. Wu?

Since then, his world seems to have opened a new chapter, and his whole life seems to be different.

It turns out that liking someone can make a person brave like never before.He will also feel inferior in front of him like a coward.

He worked hard to keep fit, earn money, and recommended Tanmei novels to Jiang Yuran, hoping that one day he would be able to muster up the courage to express his heart to him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuran disappeared inexplicably after the psychological interview he recommended the novel ended.

The chairman of the Jiang Group was about to go crazy, and used the resources at hand to launch a city-wide manhunt, but found nothing.

In desperation, Mother Jiang decisively called the police.

The psychiatrist, as the last person who saw him, was listed as a suspect and taken to the police station for investigation.

Unexpectedly, there was a car accident on the road, and he and the police car were crushed into iron-clad meatloaf. When he woke up, he came to this kind of place for no reason.

Fortunately, he can still meet the long-awaited Young Master Jiang.

He was so excited that he wanted to pounce on him and hug him, but the man with gauze eyes made a silent gesture: "Shh, don't disturb him!"

The psychiatrist didn't dare to move, and stopped in place.

Zhang Yu looked sour, raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Did you knock him out?"