As soon as he went out, he was greeted by a young man, who was He Wei, who had made an appointment with Zhang Mingyuan, but was late.

Looking at Yan Zhao in front of him, who had a face that was five points similar to himself, He Wei immediately paused and lowered his eyebrows, covering up the hatred in his eyes.

It's just that overnight, the family he thought was Hemeimei shattered, and his father, who originally relied on his grandfather's family to get to his current status, turned his face ruthlessly. The arrogant and high-minded face made him disgusted for no reason, and the family warmth he had cultivated for more than 20 years was instantly annihilated, leaving behind a full of resentment.

remembered that the day after He Bolin returned to the capital from Heshi, the subordinates in the family called him the second young master in unison. He Wei suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and stopped his mother's hysterical noise, and refused the mercy thrown by the Chi family. He suddenly figured it out. No matter how much He Bolin tossed their mother and son, in the end he was still his only heir.

After all, his so-called illegitimate child does not need the support of the He family, but what the He family needs is to use his power, so in the final analysis, no matter what He Bolin does, how much benefit he gets from Yan Zhao, in the end, he will be the ultimate beneficiary. And the only thing he has to do is to ensure that he is He Bolin's only heir. Thinking of He Bolin's recent early departure and late return, as well as the protest calls from home from time to time, He Wei pinched his thumb. Although he still maintains a humble appearance in front of He Bolin, it doesn't mean that he has no means.

He Wei thought about it, but the only thing he didn't expect was to see Yan Zhao so soon, this illegitimate son whom He Bolin had never seen before, and his now nominal eldest brother, who broke the peace of his family from the roots. In an instant, resentment and unwilling feelings surged into his heart, and he couldn't help lowering his head. He can play a good brother who admires his brother, or a bystander who treats him coldly, but he must not be an insider with hatred.

When Yan Zhao walked in front of him, He Wei bowed down and shouted softly: "Big brother-"

This big brother stopped Yan Zhao's footsteps, he raised his head to look at He Wei who was standing not far away, sweeping over this person's body faintly exuding a unique dragon aura from his body, thinking of this, Yan Zhao's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of darkness, and he still remembered the sentence "mongrel" that the Sea Dragon King said to himself when he was in Shiyang Village. Now it seems that the dragon blood in his body is probably inherited from the He family. There were many thoughts in my head, and I finally decided to find a time to explore He's house. It's just that he can't afford this big brother! Yan Zhao's face was expressionless, but there was a burst of contempt in his heart.

He Wei only saw the leather shoes that appeared under his feet stop for a while and then raised his feet, and only after a long time did he raise his head, turned around, and looked at the back of Yan Zhao and his party, He Wei could also predict Yan Zhao's reaction, but this feeling of being ignored or despised made him inevitably angry in his heart.

A panting cry came from behind him: "Er Shao, it's not good, something happened to the Chi family-"

He Wei's left foot, which had just stepped out, suddenly stopped, and then turned around suddenly. He looked at the visitor and said, "What are you talking about-" Then he glanced at the crowd of people coming and going nearby, and immediately restrained the visitor's words: "Go back to He's house, let's talk about it in the car-"

When I returned to Qi's house, I saw Count Richard's family. Yan Zhao is going to come to the capital, and Count Richard, who must be treated every day, must come with him. After a few superficial treatments, Count Richard was now able to get out of his wheelchair temporarily. Rao was already worthy of Count Richard's surprise, and this was what really made him see the possibility of healing.

Seeing Yan Zhao come in, Count Richard immediately smiled and squinted, and with Alfred's support, he bowed slightly and said, "Master Yan." ”

Yan Zhao nodded slightly, then took out the jade needle and spread it out on the table, and began his daily routine treatment.

Looking up at Count Richard, although he looked like he had been fished out of the water, he was obviously getting more and more energetic, and Yan Zhao nodded with satisfaction. The jade needles were put into the cloth bag one by one, and then the heart moved. The corners of his mouth slowly grinned.

"What's wrong? Master Yan-" Seeing Yan Zhao's obviously happy appearance, Alfred couldn't help but ask.

Quickly put away the cloth bag, Yan Zhao said: "It's nothing, just looking at the Earl's state, I think the time for treatment can be shortened by about one-third." ”

Alfred came back to his senses for a long time, remembered the back of Yan Zhaofeng, thought about whether he had done anything wrong just now, looked at Qin Yuan with a helpless expression on the side, and asked dryly: "Little master, what is wrong with Master Yan?" ”

Qin Yuan shrugged his shoulders, his face was mysterious: "Hmm, it's probably hungry, right?" ”

"Huh?" This answer made Alfred even more confused.

Following the address he had written down in his mind, but in a few breaths, Yan Zhao appeared outside a villa. picked up the key and was about to open the door, but suddenly, the door opened from the inside, and it was Wang Chuan who appeared in front of him.

Seeing Yan Zhao outside the door, Wang Chuan immediately drove away and said, "Mr. Yan! ”

"Yes. What about Lu Yuanxing? Entering the door and seeing the empty living room, Yan Zhao said.

"The little master is in the upstairs room, do you need me to take you there?" Wang Chuan immediately said hesitantly.

"No, you don't." Before the words fell, Yan Zhao had already walked upstairs in three steps and two steps to follow the taste.

Pushing open the door to the room, I heard the sound of crackling buttons and the background music of a mini-game. The man sat slumped on the ground, tapping on the handle of the game in his hand, but the level didn't seem to be very good. The villain on the screen dies again and again. Apparently it had something to do with the man's distraction.

Closing the door casually, I saw this person raise his head uncomfortably, and his hands holding the game handle paused uncontrollably. Yan Zhao slowly walked behind the person, slowly bent down, and then ignored the person's exclamation and took the person in his arms, and then sat on the ground casually, holding the game handle in the person's hand with both hands, and the sound of tapping the keys after disappearing for a while rang out.

Fu Jing curled the corners of his mouth slightly, snorted softly in his nose, and then found a comfortable position to collapse in the arms of the person behind him. Looking at the game handle in this person's hand without hurrying, time passed little by little with such a percussion sound, until he was about to clear the last level.

Seeing that the big boss's blood volume was only a little bit left, Fu Jing immediately snatched the game handle in Yan Zhao's hand: "I'll come!" ”

"Okay." Yan Zhao said with a smile.

Seeing that this person sat up straight excitedly and concentrated on attacking the boss, Yan Zhao lowered his head, feeling that he was probably a little hypoglycemic, and his head was a little dizzy because of the white waist that flashed from time to time under Fu Jing's T-shirt.

Yan Zhao pursed the corners of his lips, a glimmer of light crossed his eyes, and then stretched out his left hand to wrap around the man's waist and abdomen, and his right hand slowly probed into the T-shirt.

The cool touch from his waist made Fu Jing's breath stagnate, and the game handle in his hand almost hit the ground. Seeing that the boss was about to rush towards him again, Fu Jing gritted his teeth slightly, and then ignored the strange movements of the people behind him, and continued to tap the buttons with trembling hands.

Smelling the fragrant fragrance on this person's body, Yan Zhao showed a satisfied expression, but gradually he was no longer satisfied with the little benefit on his waist, and his hands couldn't help but reach down.

Fu Jing endured the numbness on his body, barely concentrated, and finally put the boss down, looking at the words on the screen to clear the level, Fu Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that his little thing was pinched in his hand by the guy behind him to play, and the game handle in his hand immediately fell to the ground with a snap, accompanied by his trembling and dry voice: "You, what are you going to do?" ”

Who knew that the next moment was a whirlwind, only to see Yan Zhao crush the person who was caught off guard: "Na! Lu Yuanxing, I rushed over to accompany you without eating at noon, and now I am hungry and panicked, and I want to eat you! The flirtatious words were met by Yan Zhao's extremely serious eyes.

The person under him couldn't help but widen his eyes, but in a trance, the aura on his body suddenly changed, and a familiar cold expression came into view, Yan Zhao raised the corners of his eyebrows, and then took the corners of the person's lips. Both hands directly ripped open the man's half-exposed jeans.

If I don't come out, do you still want to sleep with my brother?

Stupid thing, it's obviously you! Yan Zhao restrained Lu Yuanxing's hand that attacked his life, kissed the man's angry eyes, and said with a cry in his mouth.

You bastard-

Lu Yuanxing, that's not your brother, that's just the side you want and desire the most in your heart. Yan Zhao soothed this person's instantly stiff body, and kissed every inch of this person's body gently.

That-no--

Lu Yuanxing, you have already begun to merge with Fu Jing's personality, and you can already receive the memories of another personality Fu Jing recently, aren't you? Roll away the tears from the corners of the man's eyes. Meet the man's blank eyes

I-

Do you know? Now you are no longer the iceberg-like Lu Yuanxing I saw for the first time, you are more agile than him, more flesh and blood, and more intoxicating to me - holding this person's muttering lips, moving down little by little, until holding the small red dot in front of his chest, Yan Zhao said loudly, the people under him couldn't help but puff up their chests, Yan Zhao felt that he had lit up the skill of love words

Hmm――

Lu Yuanxing, wait for me to help you get angry, or take revenge, Lu Yuanxing, is it okay for you to go home with me, and whether it is okay to be my daughter-in-law. A hand stretched the man's legs open and slowly touched them.

Oh no, you bastard, you can't kiss there-

Na, Lu Yuanxing, let me do what you want most in your heart in the future, and whether you want it the most. Touching this person's instantly paralyzed body, listening to this person's abruptly raised voice, obviously about to forget the topic just now, Yan Zhao straightened his waist, facing the gate, but he didn't go in or out, biting Lu Yuanxing's ear, and said softly.

Hmph -

Then you can do what I want most from the bottom of my heart. Facing the man's wet eyes, Yan Zhao slowly shook and slowly blocked the door.

Bastard, slow down-

If you slow down, you won't like it. Yan Zhao didn't intend to listen to his wrong opinion, and still went his own way.

Well-

There are many more things to say in the middle, but the last one is the last one. Whether it was the satisfied moan of the person under him or the answer to the previous sentence, it was enough for Yan Zhao to come again.