Xiao Tian O dresses up as a villain and fake young master

Chapter 7

Teng Yingzhi lingered in the bathroom for a long time. When he came out, Teng Song had not left yet. He was sitting at the small desk with his legs crossed, flipping through a painting album. He lowered his head slightly, and lowered his eyes deeper, half-open and half-closed, as if he was scorning the world.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he didn't raise his eyes. He turned over another page leisurely and said calmly: "Take the medicine."

Teng Yingzhi whispered meekly, walked to the bed and took the medicine obediently. Sex handed to him.

Teng Song finally raised his eyes, but made no other movements. No emotion could be seen from the depths of his dark eyes. He just looked at Teng Yingzhi and said, "Apply it yourself."

Teng Yingzhi said "Oh" again, feeling worried in his heart. I'm worried, I want to figure out whether my brother is angry now, but I can't figure out anything. He pulled a small pedal, sat down close to Teng Song, and slowly squeezed the ointment into his palm before slapping it on his face.

It seemed that the sign of dependence in his deliberate gesture of sitting down nearby was too obvious. Teng Song had a smile in his eyes and said in time: "Rub it evenly on your hands and heat it up before applying it to your face."

"Oh." Teng Yingzhi obediently put her hands together and rubbed them carefully.

Teng Song observed him quietly, sitting on a small one on the low pedals. Under the furry forehead, his eyebrows were red from crying, and his eyes were also red. The look of helplessness and grievance had faded. It had to be clean, with only a slap mark remaining most obvious on the fresh and white cheek. At this time, he was sitting obediently next to him with red eyes, and the movements of his hands were rustling, making him look like a harmless and docile little animal.

They won't bite when pressed.

No wonder He Ji dared to bully him as soon as he entered the door.

Teng Song suddenly felt a little annoyed, "You were beaten, don't you know how to fight back?"

Teng Yingzhi put her small hands covered with ointment on her face and rubbed it, her eyes turned around in panic, but she didn't dare to look up.

Why didn't he know how to fight back? When he was first beaten, all he could think of was anger. If there had been a knife around him at that time, he would have wanted to stab He Ji... wouldn't he be sanctioned?

"Speak." Teng Song's tone increased.

Teng Yingzhi lowered his head and mumbled: "Not next time."

After saying that, he looked secretly and happened to meet Teng Song's serious eyes. It was obvious that the other party was not satisfied with the answer, and his heart suddenly became uneasy. He stood up and quickly knelt down: "I was wrong, brother. I will fight him back next time he bullies me!"

Teng Song sighed softly and shook his head helplessly. He was not satisfied with the answer, but did not embarrass him any more.

He and Teng Yingzhi didn't spend much time together. They didn't even speak more than three sentences in the past ten years. They became really close on the night of New Year's Eve two years ago. At that time, Teng Ying was just like tonight, and he was so angry. It was very obvious that even Teng Ruicheng didn't dare to talk to him, and everyone stayed away for fear of accidentally provoking him to explode completely.

But Teng Yingzhi didn't know where she got the courage. She carefully knocked on the door of his study with a plate of strawberry cake she made.

Teng Song still remembered the expression on Teng Yingzhi's face at that time. He was scared and panicked, and his hands were obviously shaking, as if there was a knife on his neck. He was so afraid that he didn't know why he had to come in to give him snacks.

It was also at that time that Teng Song smelled the aroma of peach wine from him, and was surprised to find that the inexplicable anger that had troubled him for many years was eaten away by this smell.

The amazing thing is that others can't smell the aroma of wine at all. A long time ago, Teng Song suddenly had a smell that he could smell but couldn't detect. He even wondered if there was something wrong with his sense of smell. . But later Teng Song gradually learned to control and hide, but he still couldn't suppress the irritability that had accumulated over the years.

Until Teng Yingzhi and his strawberry cake walked into the study.

After two years of getting along with her, Teng Song also figured out Teng Yingzhi's temperament. She was docile, well-behaved, and smart. She smiled at everyone and was loved by her family. She was like a flower in the greenhouse. There seems to be some desire for intimacy. Every time Teng Ruicheng and Xitang are together, Teng Song can read a hint of admiration in Teng Ying's eyes.

With a temperament like his, it was inevitable that he would be unable to withstand a sudden change in his life experience and the menacing and strong-willed He Ji.

Teng Song couldn't force anything. He had also seen the attitudes of Teng Ruicheng and He Xitang downstairs just now. They obviously felt more sorry for He Ji. Teng Yingzhi, who had been by his side for twenty years, didn't say anything even after being beaten. , You don't need to think about it to know how wronged the young man is, and the days ahead may not be easy.

"I'm sleeping in your guest room these days." Teng Song closed the album. The couple was useless. Someone had to protect him. Of course, Teng Song's own selfishness was involved in this.

Teng Yingzhi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at him in surprise, "Really?"

Great, the plot has begun, and there is not much time left for him. The more time he can spend with his brother, the more he can hug him. Tighter!

Teng Song was touched by his eyes and couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his head.

Teng Yingzhi dragged his feet forward again, "Brother, how long do you plan to punish him?

" He admits his mistake and apologizes to you, or you forgive him yourself. Teng Song stared at him, "Do you want to forgive him?" "

Teng Yingzhi felt that if he nodded now, he might be disappointed, so he shook his head. He didn't want to forgive He Ji at first, but he just didn't want He Ji to hate him, but now his brother has punished him and asked He Ji to kneel more. It didn't matter for a while, but his cheeks hurt!

The two talked again, and Teng Yingzhi did most of the talking. Teng Song occasionally responded coldly while flipping through the album, without looking at him. Teng Yingzhi had long been used to it. He was aloof and talking stand-up comedy next to him.

The total time before and after was almost an hour. Teng Yingzhi felt that it was almost done. He Ji was indeed in poor health. He was afraid that something would really go wrong if he knelt down again. He was also afraid that besides He Ji, his parents would also hate him,

so he pulled Teng Song's sleeve and said, "Brother, let me go down and see him. What if he already wants to admit his mistake? "

"I go with you. "Teng Song put down the album and stood up, straightened his sleeves and went out first.

Teng Ying was speechless for a moment. He originally wanted to go down by himself. Even if He Ji didn't admit his mistake, he could lie to his brother that he admitted his mistake and put this whole situation into perspective. Let's deal with the farce quickly.

Now...

forget it.

I hope He Ji can be a man.

The two of them walked down the stairs quietly, and before they showed up, they heard Teng Ruicheng's voice trying to persuade He Ji to admit his mistake.

He Ji's voice already showed a hint of weakness, but his tone was still strong: "I'm not wrong! "

Teng Song lowered his head to look at Teng Yingzhi, his eyelashes were lazy and his eyes were teasing.

Teng Yingzhi knew that his brother knew about his little thoughts, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's really hard for He Ji to help him.

He walked out first, and from a distance he saw He Ji kneeling there with his back straight. He probably couldn't hold on anymore. His breathing was obviously much faster, his face was pale, and when he got closer, he could see a pair of thin lips. The red color was weird, and all the unnaturalness showed that he was already very weak, but he was just holding on.

After seeing Teng Yingzhi's appearance, He Ji's eyes suddenly burst out with strong hatred. He clenched his teeth and stared at him, with nothing but hatred and humiliation in his eyes.

Teng Ruicheng wanted Teng Yingzhi to help him beg for mercy, but when he looked up and saw a bruised handprint on his cheek, he couldn't say anything.

He didn't expect He Ji to be so harsh.

He Xitang, on the other hand, seemed to have not seen Teng Yingzhi's injury at all. His slender eyebrows almost stood up, and he immediately said sternly: "Mr. Teng said that you should forgive Xiao Ji. Why don't you go and reply to Mr. Teng's words quickly? Why, you Do you have to make him kneel down to beg you if he is allergic to it?"

Shu Di put down the black tea cup and deliberately cleared his throat, reminding him in a cold voice, "Mrs. She meant to

ask Master He Ji to admit his mistake to the young master. She told him clearly that Mr. Teng had determined that he deliberately ate the walnut cake to frame the young master. He was punished by having to kneel down. The young master admits his mistake, which is a slap on his face, asking him to keep to himself and not cause trouble in the future.

He kept insisting that he was not wrong, but it could not change Mr. Teng's view and decision on this matter. He could either keep kneeling here, or wait until his heart could not hold up before being sent to the hospital. But as long as he did not die, he could come out of the hospital. I still have to kneel down.

He Ji was very smart. He understood, but he hadn't made a decision yet.

Forget everything else and let him admit his mistake to Teng Yingzhi? !

Teng Yingzhi was in a better mood after being coaxed by Teng Song upstairs before. Now she came down and stood quietly in front of He Ji, looking at his hateful expression and listening to her mother's extremely biased orders. Her mood changed. The child is bad again.

"You tell me, I'll listen." Teng Yingzhi suddenly didn't want to help He Ji. He Ji hated him whether he helped or not, so what was he going to do?

At this time, he deliberately stood in front of He Ji and looked down at him, as if He Ji was kneeling down for him.

The two seemed to have returned to the studio not long ago, except that their postures were reversed. The superior person became Teng Yingzhi, and the incompetent and helpless person became He Ji. What was torn up was not a painting, but He Ji. self-esteem.

"Teng Yingzhi!" He Xitang scolded. Originally, she couldn't be more obvious with Shu Di around. At this time, she was really annoyed by Teng Yingzhi's airs. She was about to get angry regardless, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Teng Song appeared with slow steps and walked straight towards here. In an instant, all the unpleasant words and high emotions were blocked again.

Teng Song didn't say anything when he came, and he didn't even look at He Ji, even though He Xitang had already asked Uncle Lu to tell him that He Ji was feeling unwell. In other words, Teng Song knew that He Ji was showing signs of illness, but when he finally showed up, he didn't even get a look at him.

His attitude was as Shu Di said, very clear. If you don't want to admit this mistake, then kneel down.

He Ji finally realized this. The matter itself was full of loopholes, and coupled with Teng Song's strong oppression, he had to lower his head even if he felt panicked.

"I'm sorry, Yingzhi..." He Ji finally said in an erratic voice. He lowered his head. Teng Yingzhi couldn't see his expression when he said he was sorry, but she could see something shiny dripping under the light and smearing into the carpet. Just disappeared.

Teng Yingzhi thought silently, was He Ji crying because of anger, or was he sad?