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Chapter Two Domineering Young Master Jiao

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    Pooh!

    When I didn't see your disgusting action!

    Gu Zhu was chewing on the apple angrily, feeling a little strange. Is the favorability detection system broken? Is this the only way to have such a high 50% favorability?

    It is simply illogical!

    There was a gentle pat on the shoulder, Gu Zhu turned his head and saw Gu's mother's disapproving eyes: "Luo Zhu, you can't be rude." The

    young man lowered his head in frustration, said "Oh", and shrank beside Gu's mother It doesn't move anymore.

    Fu Ziqing looked at the tantrum young man amusedly, and felt more and more that the other party looked like the lion cat he once raised, delicate and expensive, he would tickle you when he was happy, and would not even look at you if he was unhappy.

    "I heard that Young Master Gu studied translation in the United States. I happen to be short of an interpreter. I wonder if Young Master Gu is willing to pay attention to it?" Gu Zhu's ear

    moved, her teeth were a little sore, the word "Favourite"...is it used in this way?

    On the contrary, Father Gu's eyes lit up. This is a good thing. The youngest son just came back from studying abroad and doesn't have a serious job.

    At first, he wanted the youngest son to work under him, but the youngest son's frail appearance really made people worry, so he should leave it to the eldest son, for fear that the eldest son would be distracted and make mistakes at work.

    It's all right now, the young marshal took the initiative to ask someone, as long as he has eyes, no one will take the initiative to provoke the youngest son.

    And it's professional, not bad.

    No, before Gu Zhu could speak, his father sold him out, still in a hurry.

    "Oh, that Zhuzhu will trouble the young commander in the future, Zhuzhu, why don't you thank the young commander."

    Gu Zhu angrily bit the last bite of the apple, stood up and raised her head, not polite at all: "Thank you, Shaoshuai Fu It's gone."

    Fu Ziqing curled his lips, and after saying goodbye to Gu's father, the author left in a black car.

    Gu Zhu sat back on the sofa and wiped the apple juice from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. He seemed to have thought of something, tilted his head and asked, "Mom, how did I come back last night?" Although he had a guess

    , But still have to be sure.

    Gu Zhu knew that he was definitely not drunk, but was fascinated by drugs.

    Gu's mother thought about it for a while, and the second aunt at the side blurted out: "Oh, it's that young marshal. You were brought back last night by him. Seeing your unconscious appearance scared me."

    "Fortunately, the doctor said that he drank too much. You are so kind."

    Gu Zhu clenched his fists on his knees, and he knew it was him!

    "Yes, yes," Gu's mother also agreed, "Xiaozhu must thank you, young commander, next time you take office, bring that pair of blue and white porcelain with you."

    Gu's mother made a final decision, and quickly asked people to wrap things up, Ready to let Gu Zhu take it.

    At five o'clock in the evening, Gu Yuan came back. He was not so happy when he learned from Gu's father that Gu Zhu was favored by the newly appointed young marshal and assigned him the job of interpreter.

    As the secretary-general, Gu Yuan was able to get Fu Ziqing's news more clearly than anyone else.

    This is a lunatic, a self-centered lunatic.

    He looked at Gu Zhu's delicate and beautiful face that was not real, but he was very worried.

    I don't know what this young marshal's plan is, his brother is pure-hearted, don't be fooled.

    Gu Zhu wasn't worried at all, he happily took the vegetables, and the food was delicious.

    After taking a bath, the young man put on a loose nightgown, revealing his porcelain white chest, with only a belt around his waist.

    While walking, slender and slender legs were looming. Unlike muscular legs, the young man's calves didn't have a trace of excess fat. They were straight and straight. His ankles were delicate and he could hold them with one hand.

    Gu Zhu dried her wet hair and threw herself onto the bed. The silk nightgown fell off under the vibration, revealing his round shoulders. From the gap in the collar, one could see the looming powder.

    The youth's shapeless limbs were spread wide, occupying the entire bed.

    "Ah..."

    Gu Zhu yawned, he felt extremely sleepy today, and gradually closed his eyes under the shadow of the light.

    There was a slight "click" sound from the window that was not closed tightly, and a gap for people to sneak in was pushed out from the inside out.

    A man who is 1.9 meters tall swishes in like a vigorous black panther. He is still wearing the military uniform of the day, his strong and powerful legs are wrapped under the dark green military trousers, and he is wearing a pair of leather military boots. Go to the bed in the center of the room.

    The man's black hair fluttered slightly in the wind, revealing his dark and evil eyes, his thin lips were slightly drawn, and he stood by the bed and looked at the disheveled young man.

    Then, leaning down, the fingertips wiped the young man's forehead little by little, and finally stopped at his delicate, slightly sunken collarbone.

    The man's gaze followed his fingers, and when he saw a certain pinkness through the gap, he froze for a moment.

    He snorted softly, and commented: "It's quite pink."

    The young man closed his eyes, his curled eyelashes cast fine shadows on his eyelids, and he seemed to feel something, so he let out a "whimper" uncomfortably.

    Fu Ziqing never imagined that one day he would also be a gentleman on Liang, going to other people's boudoirs to steal incense and jade without sleeping in the middle of the night.

    He knew his sexuality early on when he was physically mature, so he was not surprised to be interested in a young master made of silk and satin.

    The man chuckled and rolled over the young man, letting him lie face down. He stretched out his hand and pulled down the fallen nightgown, exposing the young man's beautiful shoulder blades.

    On the top of the shoulder blade, there was another small rose-pink trace, like a plum falling in the snow, which was incredibly beautiful.

    It's just that the color is a little lighter.

    The man showed an unhappy expression. He bent down and stood up again until the marks turned bright red again.

    ...

    The chirping of birds floated into the room accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers, and the "beep" sound of the car woke up the sleeping young man.

    Gu Zhu rubbed her sleepy eyes, and bit her lips in dissatisfaction. The long-term worker at home, Mrs. Lin, knocked on the door, saying that the master asked the young master to come down.

    Gu Zhu replied, and didn't care about changing clothes, so she quickly washed up and ran downstairs.

    "Dad! Do you have anything to do with me?"

    The young man's energetic appearance is particularly attractive, at least in Fu Ziqing's eyes, he especially wants to bully him.

    Gu Zhu ran down the stairs, braked suddenly, looked at the well-dressed man in front of the dining table in surprise, and then blushed suddenly.

    With a groan of shame, he ran back to the room to change his clothes again.

    The wrinkles of Gu's father's smile came out, he nodded Gu Zhu, and said: "I am laughing at you, Zhu Zhu is so unruly at home." A

    smile flashed in Fu Ziqing's eyes, and he shook his head: "Master Gu is so unruly at home." Very good."

    In this chaotic era, it is very rare to have such clean eyes.

    It's just that I want people to know what it will be like when this clean whiteboard is painted and filled with colors.

    No one saw the thick ink in the eyes of the man with half-lidded eyes.

    When I saw the young man again, he had already changed into a vest and trousers, and his hair was neatly combed with pomade, looking like a nobleman.

    Xu Shi has studied in the United States, and he still has a trace of elite temperament.

    Gu Zhu bit her lower lip, pulled the chair opposite the man and sat down, and asked hesitantly, "Why is Marshal Fu here?"

    Fu Ziqing scooped up a spoonful of porridge, looked directly at the young man and said, "Come to pick up my newly appointed Translator."

    "Today, diplomats from the U.S. are negotiating with us. Naturally, an interpreter must be present."

    There is no loophole in this statement, and Father Gu also understands that the business is more important, so he just rolled up and threw his son into Marshal Fu. In the car, Mrs. Lin stuffed an oiled paper bag into Gu Zhu's hand, saying it was a snack.

    The car started and drove several miles in the blink of an eye.

    At that time, the car was not as refined as modern ones, and the anti-vibration function was not so good. Gu Zhu was stuffed into the car just after eating, and now she was a little uncomfortable being bumped.

    He was covering his stomach, and his lips were a little pale.

    Fu Ziqing glanced at the young man secretly, frowned unobtrusively, and said, "Drive slowly."

    The driver responded, "Yes, young commander."

    Gu Zhu turned her head in surprise to look at the man sitting upright, Showing a weak smile: "Isn't there something urgent? Don't worry about me."

    Fu Ziqing opened his eyes and teased: "Don't be sentimental, I didn't expect the translator to go to the hospital because of stomach pain."

    So... it's because of business Well...

    The young man's face tended to turn pale, and he unconsciously showed an expression of grievance. He seemed to be about to cry, but he held back.

    Fu Ziqing felt a little interesting. He wondered if the young man's eyes would be as red as rabbits when he really cried, but now the end of his eyes are a little red.

    Gu Zhu pursed her lips, thinking angrily, he doesn't need his concern!

    The car that slowed down was indeed a lot more stable, and Gu Zhu felt that her stomach didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, so she boldly looked at the man secretly.

    Just like in the previous world, the man looks good-looking and more imposing. Is it because he has stayed on the battlefield?

    Thinking of the cruelty of the war, Gu Zhu's face turns pale. If there is an accident on the battlefield, he will never see the other party again...

    "What are you thinking? So obsessed?"

    The man's voice rang in his ears, and Gu Zhu could even feel the man's breath brushing against his earlobe.

    Itchy, want to scratch.

    The young man faltered helplessly, unable to speak.

    The other party still doesn't know that he is his observer and liaison officer. It is necessary to keep this secret, otherwise it will be very dangerous for both of them.

    If their identities are discovered, there must be only one result, which is death.

    The young man yelled and bypassed the topic, so he didn't see the flash of smile in Fu Ziqing's eyes.

    It's really interesting, I feel that this little guy still has a lot of secrets.

    Fu Ziqing was in a good mood. He found an interesting gadget in his boring life, which was just right to relieve boredom.

    The car arrived at the mansion soon, and Fu Ziqing got out of the car first. He walked to the other door, refused the driver's help, opened the door himself, and made a gesture of please.

    The soldiers guarding outside the mansion were a little surprised, but they were disciplined and did not show much expression.

    Gu Zhu looked at the man outside the car door, the unhappiness just now disappeared instantly, he raised his head, raised his legs and walked out.

    Fu Ziqing, as the successor of the commander in chief, is very busy. He took Gu Zhu to his office and started to work hard, which made Gu Zhu a little confused.

    So... what should he do?

    The young man pursed his lower lip, walked up to Fu Ziqing and stood still, with a black desk between them.

    Gu Zhu tapped the table with her fingertips, attracting the man's attention.

    He seriously played the young master's arrogant temperament, frowned and said, "Is there anything I can do?"

    Fu Ziqing narrowed his eyes, and turned the pen from his fingertips: "It's not yet time for you to come forward." "

    Then Where is my office?"

    "That's right here, well, that's over there."

    Following the man's line of sight, Gu Zhu found a small desk in the office near the window, the kind that didn't even have a chair.

    Is this the place to work!

    Gu Zhu puffed her cheeks and walked over and turned around twice, then walked back with a "slap" and put her hands on the table.

    "Can that thing be called a desk?"

    "Young Marshal Fu, I'm here to work!"

    The young master is very unhappy, is the other party playing with him?

    An angry Gu Zhu turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the wrist by a man.

    Fu Ziqing gave a "tsk", why is he so angry, he pushed the person to sit on the sofa beside him, and seriously coaxed: "It's not finished yet, just wait until you come tomorrow." Gu Zhu is no     longer That stupid self back then, he keenly heard the coaxing meaning in the man's words, but he didn't expose it, he only acted extraordinarily reluctantly.     Thinking he had coaxed the young man well, the man went back to the table and worked hard.     This gave Gu Zhu a chance to appreciate it.     Sure enough, men who work hard are the most attractive. Gu Zhu covered her face and was obsessed with the man's super handsome appearance. When she realized that she was a nympho, she put on a sullen face and pretended to be cold.     Little did they know, all the changes in his expression were seen by the man.     Gu Zhu started to feel sleepy just looking at it. He felt uncomfortable when he woke up this morning, his hands were a little numb, and he didn't sleep well. It's good to have a chance to take a rest now.     The young man nodded, feeling that his idea was very good, so he yawned and went to catch up on sleep on the sofa with one person.     Anyway, when it's time for negotiation, Fu Ziqing will call him.     After Fu Ziqing approved the official duties, he looked towards the sofa.     The young man curled up obediently, sleeping on the sofa, with his mouth slightly open, and the transparent body fluid slipped from the corner of his mouth, wetting a small piece of the sofa.

    The man got up, walked to Gu Zhu and squatted down, squinting at the unconscious young man.

    It's so cute.

    Just fell asleep like that, without any defense.

    The man had a smile on his face, but he quickly frowned again. He stared straight at the young man's sleeping red face, wondering whether the young man could sleep so peacefully in front of other people.

    Fu Ziqing was very dissatisfied at the thought that someone could appreciate the sleeping posture of a young man like him.

    The evil hand slowly extended to the ignorant youth.

    "Hmm...don't pinch it."

    Gu Zhu opened her eyes unhappily, full of the annoyance of having been disturbed from sleep, she just woke up and glared at the troubled man with still misty eyes.

    "Fu Ziqing! Why are you pinching my face?"

    No wonder he couldn't sleep well, it turned out that this bad guy was doing the trick!

    The youth was furious.

    Fu Ziqing pulled the hand that was pinching the other's cheek, and the young man gave him an even fiercer stare, and then released the corner of his lips.

    The soft and elastic cheeks bounced back to the original position, Young Marshal Fu looked at him, and said with disgust: "I'm drooling, don't dirty my sofa."

    Gu Zhu:! ! !

    He looked at the mocking man in front of him in disbelief, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, it was indeed wet.

    The hair on the young man's head was unruly, and his eyes were confused and at a loss. He seemed to realize his mistake, and he couldn't stop his arrogant little tune.

    He lowered his head, kept his back straight, and apologized awkwardly to the man who was nearly two heads taller than him: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The sun shone in through the frosted glass window, and

    Fu Ziqing looked at Half of the young man's face was reflected in the sunlight, and his eyelashes trembled slightly as if they were dyed with light.

    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

    Gu Zhu raised her head in a daze, he didn't understand why the man was laughing, it was still a very exaggerated laugh.

    "Hello..."

    The young man's voice was lost in the man's laughter.

    Fu Ziqing had never been so happy before, basically fighting on the battlefield, when the enemy's warm blood splashed on his face, he was never as happy as this moment.

    He took a step forward, raised the young man's small chin with one hand, looked at him wantonly, and then moved closer to the slightly dilated pupils of the other party.

    The warm breath sprayed on the face, and Gu Zhu could smell the faint smell of blood on the man's body. Unexpectedly, the smell was not unpleasant, at least Gu Zhu didn't feel like vomiting.

    "Young Marshal Fu, it's too close."

    The young man was not used to it, he moved his head back a little, trying to distance the two of them from being too close.

    Fu Ziqing enjoyed the youth's uneasiness for a while, he straightened up, and let go of the other's hand that was imprisoning him.

    The man took two steps back, straightened his slightly messy cuffs, and sat back in his seat.

    It was just a matter of time before and after the door of the office was knocked.

    "Come in."

    The adjutant, also in military uniform, came in from the door and gave a military salute to Fu Ziqing.

    "Report to the Marshal, the ambassador of the United States has arrived in the meeting room."

    Fu Ziqing nodded, indicating that he knew, he got up and took the military cap on the table, and tilted his head at Gu Zhu: "Mr. Interpreter, it's your turn to appear. "

    Gu Zhu also recovered from the embarrassing atmosphere, showing a proud look, he raised his head and nodded unobtrusively, standing aside and waiting for someone to lead him to the meeting room.

    Fu Ziqing licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and left the room with a chuckle.

    The mansion covers a vast area, and luckily someone led the way, otherwise Gu Zhu alone might not be able to find where the meeting room is until dark.

    The team from the United States has been waiting for a long time, and the impatient ones still showed impatient expressions.

    When Gu Zhu went in, she heard the other person swearing at her mother in her mother tongue.

    The atmosphere in the conference room froze suddenly the moment Fu Ziqing stepped in. The US ambassadors, who had been aggressive and dissatisfied, were like ducks whose throats had been choked, and could no longer make a sound.

    Gu Zhu cast a complimenting look at the man, it's so amazing, just one look made him fall in love.

    As expected of him, Gu Zhu had his eyes on the man.

    The young man thought happily in his heart, and the same expression appeared on his face, his round apricot pupils curved into two crescent moons.

    Fu Ziqing didn't know what the young man was thinking, but his admiration for the young man was very useful.

    So the whole person became more and more aggressive.

    The conference room was as quiet as a chicken for a while.

    Until the adjutant couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed lightly behind Fu Ziqing, indicating that the young commander is fine, and the envoy from the United States will be scared to pee if he goes down.

    The aura of the people who came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood is not something that people living in the safe zone can bear.

    However, the adjutant took a strange look at Young Master Gu who also lived in the ivory tower. This young master was not afraid of the young commander at all, and even smiled.

    Is it true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance? This young master must have something extraordinary, so that he can be brought by his side with a young commander who is not familiar with him.

    The adjutant marked Young Master Gu with an asterisk in his heart to focus on observation.

    After the negotiation, the sky was already dark, and the moon also hung in the night sky.

    Gu Zhu was a little anxious standing in front of the mansion. He should go home, and his parents would be anxious.

    But it's too far away from his home, and there are no rickshaws passing by during this time period, so I don't know how long it will take to get home by walking.

    Thinking of this, Gu Zhu was going to get angry again, the dog man is simply not human, throw it away after use up!

    He could still remember the way the man was joking.

    "Doo-doo"

    the sound of the car.

    Gu Zhu covered her eyes that were illuminated by the car lights, and looked towards the car.

    On the back seat of the car was a man with a meaningful smile. His whole body was in the dark, only his dark eyes were exposed.

    The driver got the order and drove the car in front of the young man. The window of the back seat was rolled down, revealing the man's resolute face.

    "Why hasn't Master Gu gone back yet?"

    The man said slowly, his eyes moved from the young man's porcelain white neck to his bitten red lips, and then to his angry eyes.

    Gu Zhu felt that he was probably teasing him, how could this make him go back!

    "Don't worry about it, I will go back."

    Gu Zhu said angrily.

    Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows and ordered, "Hey, I originally wanted to take Young Master Gu for a ride. Since Young Master Gu can go back by himself, then we won't delay you, Xiao Chen, let's go.

    " Disappears from under the eyes, leaving an unpleasant smell of car exhaust.

    Gu Zhu clenched her fists tightly, it was too much! It's just too much!

    The more the young man thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes were watery, he gritted his teeth, refused to show a look of grievance, and kicked away the small stones on the ground.

    "Smelly Fu Ziqing, bad Fu Ziqing..."

    "Doo!"

    The young man looked up and looked at the heavy car that was backing away at a slow speed, a little surprised, but soon, when he saw the man with a smile on his lips, he was surprised The change turned into anger.

    "What are you doing back here!"

    Fu Ziqing consciously teased his head too much. He touched his nose, opened the car door, and reached out to Gu Zhu.

    "Master Gu, get in the car."

    Gu Zhu is a man of integrity, how could he succumb to the sugar-coated bullets, and the other party just played a trick on him, this is even more unforgivable.

    So, Fu Ziqing watched the white and clean young man shake his head and walked forward angrily, but he didn't even look at him.

    The man pressed his forehead helplessly, he is really a lion cat, he has a really big temper.

    The driver, Xiao Chen, was a little at a loss. He looked at the man in the rear mirror: "Young commander...this..."

    Fu Ziqing shook his head: "Follow him."

    No matter what, he brought it out by himself, and he always brought the person completely. Just go back.
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Chapter 3 Domineering Young Master Jiao

    Gu Zhu was very angry, he puffed his cheeks and walked home quickly, but unfortunately he overestimated his physical strength.

    Young Master Gu's body is delicate and fleshy, and he didn't just talk about it. After walking for less than half an hour, he felt his legs were sore and swollen, especially the soles of his feet and calves.

    If it is normal to walk slowly, there is no problem, but he is holding his breath and refuses to accept the man's lover, so he walks very fast along the way, no, the soles of his feet are painful.

    The pain caused the young man to bite his lips hard, and the mist in his eyes became heavier and heavier. He refused to admit defeat, and walked forward enduring the pain.

    "Enough!"

    His hand was pulled hard, the man's deep voice was full of anger, Gu Zhu stubbornly refused to turn his head to look at him.

    Fu Ziqing had the feeling of digging a hole and jumping on his own. He knew that this person was delicate, so why couldn't he hold back.

    It's good now, it's not me who is teasing too much.

    A rare and alive person, always looking for a way to stay by his side.

    Seeing that Gu Zhu was walking more and more slowly, the whole body knew that it was in pain when he bent over, Fu Ziqing bent his fingers impatiently, and took a few steps forward to hug him.

    "Ah!"

    "What are you doing!"

    "Put me down quickly!"

    Gu Zhu was frightened and supported the man's strong arms, and he was too embarrassed. It's not appropriate for a big man to be hugged by a princess... The

    young man's face is naked. Visibly reddened.

    Thanks to the location of the mansion, it was late and there were no people there, which made Gu Zhu feel relieved.

    Fu Ziqing ignored Gu Zhu's small and almost negligible refusal, and directly bumped her into the car, and complained by the way: "Why is it so light? Is the Gu family missing you to eat or drink? I think you have already There’s a lot to eat.”

    Gu Zhu blinked and snorted softly, “I can’t get fat if I can’t eat.”

    “Okay, okay, of course.”

    Fu Ziqing rubbed the young man's messy hair, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come on, let me take a look at the shoes."

    Gu Zhu's eyes widened, with some doubts: "What did you just say?"

    Fu Ziqing repeated in a good-tempered manner : "Let me take a look at the shoes, don't my feet hurt."

    Gu Zhu said dryly "Oh", so he noticed it.

    The young man is very coaxable, and now he is not angry anymore, but a little shy, and he couldn't refuse under the man's firm gaze, so he had to take off his shoes and put his feet in the man's palm.

    Fu Ziqing's hands warmed up, and a jade-white foot fell on the palm of his hand. The back of the foot was slightly arched upwards, a little stiff.

    The corners of the man's lips raised slightly, and when the young man looked over, he pulled back. He bent his fingertips and scratched the soles of Gu Zhu's feet, teasingly said, "Relax, don't be so nervous." "Ha...don't...hahaha...don't scratch

    me The soles of the feet...hahaha..."

    Gu Zhu is very sensitive, and the soles of the feet are one of the most sensitive places. When someone held his feet, his laughing branches trembled wildly, tears came out of his eyes.

    Fu Ziqing didn't make fun of people who were so sensitive. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

    He turned the sole of the young man's foot up, and sure enough, he found a large yellow blister at the base of the toe.

    "Tsk, it's so delicate, it's blistered after walking a few steps."

    Fu Ziqing poked the blister in a tricky way, and the young man kicked it angrily.

    "It hurts...don't press it."

    After putting on the shoes again, Fu Ziqing raised his head and ordered, "Go home."

    Xiao Chen looked away and responded.

    He looked in the rearview mirror in the back seat where another person could sit in the middle, and couldn't help thinking, why is his face so hot? I didn't eat anything to get angry at night.

    The invisible dog food is the most choking person. Xiao Chen, who is on the front line of eating melons, obviously hasn't realized this yet, so he made a serious turn at the intersection and drove towards another road.

    Once you enter the urban area, it becomes lively. At night, City S is full of feasting lights, and those shops that are closed during the day are lit up with colorful lights at night.

    The off-duty workers meet in pairs to have some supper in the tavern, or go directly to the karaoke bar to relax.

    In this period, the laws were not so comprehensive, and some gray workers still shuttled in the streets and alleys, and they only needed a little remuneration to get the best service.

    The car drove past the karaoke hall with a huge light sign, and Fu Ziqing suddenly asked, "Has Young Master Gu been to such a place?

    " .

    Fu Ziqing smiled with satisfaction. He leaned over with his upper body, and whispered in a low voice only a foot away from Gu Zhu: "Master Gu is an obedient child, so he probably wouldn't go to a place where fish and snakes mixed together." Gu

    Zhu Staring blankly at the man's suddenly enlarged handsome face, he held his breath. For a moment, he couldn't think of any problems. He just thought that the person in front of him was so good-looking. The eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, he hit everything. his aesthetic point.

    Fu Ziqing flicked Gu Zhu's forehead: "I'm back to my senses."

    The young man covered his forehead that was sore from the flick, and the heat wave climbed up his cheeks little by little. He silently lowered his head, very annoyed, why is he so nympho? ...

    After another alley, the car stopped.

    Gu Zhu looked around suspiciously, and asked, "This doesn't seem to be my home?"

    "It's my home."

    The man replied.

    Fu Ziqing got out of the car, walked around the rear of the car and walked to the other side, opened the car door and picked up the young man who was still in a daze.

    This time the young man was very quiet, and even hid in his arms, probably because he was afraid of being seen. The young man is a thin-skinned man, and he would lose his temper if he was seen.

    "This is my ancestral home, and now I'm the only one living there, so don't worry about being seen."

    Marshal Fu now lives in the Fu's mansion, and the ancestral house has been vacant. After Fu Ziqing came back from the battlefield, he ordered someone to clean the ancestral house and lived in it himself.

    Fu Ziqing likes to be quiet, and he doesn't like foreigners, so he moved here after talking to Marshal Fu.

    Gu Zhu tilted her head and nodded knowingly.

    It is a large yard, kept in its original form, and a small garden with a pond attached.

    "My father said that this was originally a prince's mansion, but after the dynasty perished, our ancestors bought it back and used it as a residence after they prospered." Fu Ziqing walked around with Gu Zhu in his arms, giving Gu Zhu everywhere he went

    . When the young man explained, he didn't think too much about Gu Zhu, but rather enjoyed it.

    There are more objects from this era everywhere in the house, which is not obtrusive.

    The last place I reached was the master bedroom, which is also the room where Fu Ziqing lives now.

    He gently placed the young man on the bed, turned around and told the housekeeper to fetch the medicine.

    "Fu Ziqing... when will you take me home?"

    Gu Zhu asked with clear eyes, it was too late and his parents would have to worry.

    The man took the water basin from the servant and placed it beside the bed, firmly held Gu Zhu's feet, took off his shoes and socks and pressed them into the water.

    While stroking the water, he said: "I sent someone to deliver the news to Gu's mansion, you sleep here tonight." "

    How is it? Is the water temperature right? Is it hot?"

    Gu Zhu found out, and this person looked reasonable. , in fact, he is a barbaric and arrogant person, and he will never change what he believes.

    He was afraid that he had this idea since he got in the car.

    The young man stepped on the water angrily, and the splashed water stained Fu Ziqing's military uniform, leaving little spots of water.

    Fu Ziqing wasn't angry either, he had already prepared for the possibility that the youth would be angry, he just raised his hand to wipe off the water on his cheeks, picked up a clean white cloth to wipe his feet and stuffed them into the bedding.

    "The bath water is ready, you can wash it first."

    Several people moved a huge bathtub into the bedroom compartment. After Fu Ziqing finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out. Gu Zhu was the only one left in the huge room. people.

    A pair of slippers were placed beside the bed at some point, and a new set of pajamas appeared beside the bed. Gu Zhu spread it out and took a look. The material was pure cotton and felt very comfortable to the touch.

    He picked up his pajamas and walked towards the small cubicle...

    Outside the door, the man was holding a cigarette between his fingers, squinting to see the green smoke winding upwards from the cigarette butt.

    Leaning his back against the door panel, he heard the rustling sound of undressing and the sloshing of water coming from the room.

    He can even describe the youth's appearance and movements at this moment in these chaotic voices.

    His waist is slender, and his skin color is porcelain white. When he took off his clothes, he pulled the hem up with both hands, making his waist stretch out a flexible line.

    Fu Ziqing bit his cigarette and turned the lighter in his hand angrily. The top button of the military uniform was unbuttoned, revealing his slender neck and a small piece of skin.

    He raised his head and looked at the dusty eaves, his hearing became more acute.

    The young man should have stepped into the bathtub. There is a lot of water in the bucket. When people go in, it will overflow and splash on the bluestone floor, flowing along the gaps between the stone slabs.

    Fu Ziqing was a little annoyed, he pressed the spark on the cigarette butt, and pulled the neckline further.

    It's really self-inflicted...

    The man sneered, he could feel the sleeping desire waking up, and there seemed to be a cluster of small flames swimming along the blood in his body, and all the heat flow gathered in one place.

    Fu Ziqing held down his beating heart, he was a little abnormal, he thought.

    Gu Zhu's whole body was soaked in the warm water, with a bath towel on her forehead, her fatigue gradually subsided in the water flow.

    The young man lay on the edge of the tub, sighing comfortably.

    so comfortable...

    After taking a shower, Gu Zhu changed into the cotton pajamas, which unexpectedly fit very well, as if it was specially tailored.

    The young man was a little puzzled, but was quickly attracted by the fragrance coming from outside the door.

    Back in the master bedroom, porridge, dishes and snacks are already placed on the round pear wood table.

    It's a very simple supper, and Gu Zhu's food is extraordinarily delicious.

    The chestnut crisp is neither sweet nor hard, just right to eat.

    Fu Ziqing sat aside and wiped the muzzle of the gun. He squinted at the empty dishes and said with a smile, "Are you full?

    " She looked at him jokingly.

    "Wipe it."

    The man handed over the napkin and tapped the corner of his mouth: "It's all stained."

    Gu Zhu pursed her lips, her face turned red a little, he...he was so hungry, he couldn't control it for a while.

    The young man snatched the handkerchief from the man's hand, and wiped the sauce on the corner of his mouth vigorously. With such force, the corner of his mouth was fainted with light red.

    "I'm full, I'm going to bed."

    The young man put on a straight face, trying to pretend that nothing happened: "Where should I sleep?"

    This is the master bedroom, someone else's room, so naturally he can't sleep here.

    But Fu Ziqing didn't care. He got up, put the empty plate in the tray, and walked towards the door.

    "You sleep here, I'll go to the guest room."

    Fu Ziqing would be so kind? Gu Zhu remained skeptical.

    It's just that I didn't expect the man to leave just like that without looking back.

    Gu Zhu pursed her lips, a little sullen, but he didn't know why he was angry.

    irritable...

    The young man rolled the quilt, and heard the chirping of bugs in his ears. His consciousness gradually drifted away, and he didn't notice the slight movement by the window. He fell asleep under the night wind.

    The Fu family's ancestral house is a quiet place. When the sky was getting bright, it began to rain lightly, pattering on the banana tree at the door.

    The wind sneaks in through the cracks of the window, bringing the refreshing smell of green grass.

    The dumpling on the bed moved, a dark head emerged from the round quilt, and sneezed.

    "Ah Qiu!"

    "Ah Qiu!"

    Gu Zhumi stared and blinked, it's raining... I

    hate rainy days the most, it's tide, the muddy water splashed when walking will dirty the pants.

    "Knock knock..."

    "Has Young Master Gu woke up?"

    It was the butler's voice.

    "Get up."

    Gu Zhu replied, and shivered when she got out of the bed, feeling a little cold.

    The housekeeper brought in a servant to bring things for washing the face, and ordered someone to add a thick quilt to the bed.

    He is very old, with a stooped back, but his eyes are particularly bright, especially when he looks at the young man, his wrinkled face smiles like a chrysanthemum.

    Gu Zhu could feel the kindness from the housekeeper towards him.

    "It's cooling down, Young Master Gu, remember to add more clothes."

    It's not just talking about the cold spring.

    After washing his face and finishing his breakfast, Gu Zhu was in a hurry to go home, but the man didn't know where he went so early in the morning, he couldn't find anyone, and he didn't know the way, so he could only worry about it in the house. .

    The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the fine rain covered the sight. The large water tank in front of the door was almost full, and there were rose red bowl lotus in the tank. Two or three swimming fish suddenly sank into the lotus leaves and suddenly emerged from the water. .

    When Gu Zhu couldn't wait any longer, a vague figure appeared at the gate.

    Fu Ziqing took off his hat and threw it to the adjutant. He was dressed in a close-fitting military uniform with a dark green collar, and walked straight towards the young man.

    "What's the matter?"

    The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a look of tiredness between his brows and eyes. He lowered his head and looked at Gu Zhu with deep eyes, as if he didn't understand why the other party was so anxious.

    Can Gu Zhu tell the real reason? Of course not.

    Qiqi just reminded him that today is the day for the connector to contact him, and there must be no mistakes.

    And Fu Ziqing still doesn't know his real identity.

    Under the double pressure, Gu Zhu was sweating anxiously, but she still had to keep calm.

    "I want to go home."

    Fu Ziqing raised his eyebrows, brushing the hair sticking to the side of the young man's cheeks back behind his ears: "It's uncomfortable to live here? I'm leaving in such a hurry, huh?"

    Gu Zhu lowered her eyelids: "No, yesterday I didn’t go back tonight, and I’m going to be in a hurry if I don’t go back today.”

    The man made a breathy sound, as if he heard some joke, he bent down and approached, with a teasing tone: “I can’t live without my mother’s milk, right?”

    Gu Zhu was extremely angry, raised her head and retorted: "That's not right! I don't care, I'm going home."

    Anyway, he is Young Master Jiao, and it's normal to have a big temper.

    The atmosphere was a little tense for a while, Gu Zhu's keen intuition like a small animal sensed that the man in front of him was a little unhappy, he immediately shrank his neck, and whispered: "It was originally, this is your house, not mine..."

    Oops, I'm still quite unconvinced...

    Fu Ziqing's face darkened even more, but he knew that haste makes waste, and twisted melons are not sweet.

    He lowered his eyes and ordered the adjutant to send him back. When he passed by Gu Zhu's side, he said softly: "It's not beautiful if you lose your temper too much, don't you think? Young Master Gu."

    Gu Zhuhang moved his hand hanging by his side, he raised his head, looked at the generous back of the man, wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

    Sitting in the car, Gu Zhu watched the Fu family's ancestral house getting smaller and smaller until he could no longer see it, and he felt a little depressed.

    In all fairness, he actually wanted to stay forever.

    The adjutant spoke at this moment: "Master Gu, I don't know if I should say something..."

    Gu Zhu raised her eyes to look at him, and said in her heart: If you don't know, then don't say it!

    The adjutant saw that the person did not refuse, so he continued on his own: "The young commander has not closed his eyes since last night, and he rushed back as soon as he finished dealing with the matter, just to have breakfast with you.

    " I've been handsome for so many years, I've never seen him treat anyone so well..."

    Gu Zhu understood what the adjutant meant, but he didn't want to talk to him.

    After returning home, she hurriedly greeted Gu's mother, and Gu Zhu changed another dress and slipped out through the back door under an umbrella.

    Relying on Qiqi's one-click dress-up function, no one recognized Gu Zhu when she swaggered out the back door.

    "Sure enough, it is produced by the system, it must be a high-quality product."

    The young man praised, Qi Qi walked proudly with his head up, with Qi Qi's help, Gu Zhu was still the same Gu Zhu, but he changed his appearance in front of outsiders .

    Gu Zhu turned around and came to an old green mailbox that had peeled off the paint, and got a package of letters from it. After hiding the letters, Gu Zhu went back by another way.

    "Qiqi, no one is following me, right?" "     Don't worry, the host, there isn't

    a single living creature following you within a radius of ten miles."

Rely on the Qiqi system to complete some tasks.

    The letter was written in Morse code, to the effect that a traitor appeared among the lurkers in City S. I hope he can be careful not to be discovered by others, and at the same time ask him to check whether the object of his observation is still within the controllable range.

    If the object of observation is a traitor, solve it on the spot!

    Gu Zhu held the letter, feeling a little heavy in his heart. He is just a translator now, and he still can't touch the core content.

    I just hope... Fu Ziqing is not the traitor.

    Looking at the gray sky, Gu Zhu felt very depressed.

    At three o'clock in the afternoon, the rain stopped, and Gu Zhu arrived at the appointed place with Fu Ziqing ahead of time. He was dressed thickly, put a letter on the appointed table, and then slipped out through the back door.

    As soon as Gu Zhu went out, she gasped. He really wasn't suitable for this job. When passing by the trash can, he threw all the camouflage things on his body into the trash can.

    The relaxed young man lifted his spirits and submerged into the bustling crowd.

    In the cafe behind him, someone passed by and took the letters under the vase.

    The east of the city is a street of snacks, and Gu Zhu came here after turning around. Unlike the concession, there are all kinds of people here, and the law and order are also extremely chaotic.

    Holding batons and wearing black and white uniforms, policemen patrolled the streets in pairs.

    These people's hats are askew, and they are not serious at first glance.

    The tram jingled and passed by the railroad tracks beside her, Gu Zhu didn't dodge it in time, and took a mouthful of exhaust gas.

    The bright red candied gourds wrapped in syrup are stuck on the straw targets, tempting children and teenagers with low concentration.

    Gu Zhu swallowed, he hadn't eaten authentic candied haws for a long time, this kind of candied haws made from hawthorn balls, first biting into the candy shell, the sweetness of the candy shell, and then the sourness of the hawthorn, the aftertaste is sweet and very delicious.

    Just salivating, a bunch of bright red hawthorns wrapped in yellow sugar solution appeared in front of her eyes, Gu Zhu couldn't hold back, "oooooooooooooooooooo" bit on it.

    Bite down half a hawthorn ball, chew and chew, and spit out the hawthorn seeds. It's so delicious.

    Huh?

    Wait...

    Gu Zhu looked at the candied haws that was missing half in front of her eyes, her eyes became cross-eyed.

    Whose is this?

    Looking in the direction of the candied haws, that familiar handsome face appeared in front of him.

    "Young Marshal Fu?"

    The young man opened his eyes wide in surprise, and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

    He didn't wear that military uniform. Instead, he wore a set of daily clothes, a long gown. The original killing spirit of the man under it had weakened a lot.

    "Take it."

    The man stuffed the candied haws into the palm of the young man, raised his legs and walked forward.

    Holding the small wooden stick, Gu Zhu saw the man walking farther and farther away, and quickly followed him. He was chirping like a little sparrow, but he was not annoying at all.

    "Young Marshal Fu, what are you doing here?"

    "It's unbelievable that you would come here." "

    Young Marshal Fu, you look good in this way, you can wear it more in the future, it's too rigid to always wear military uniforms."

    "Young Marshal Fu... "

    Fu Ziqing stopped, rubbed his forehead, and stretched out a finger to touch the center of Gu Zhu's eyebrows.

    "Stop, stop, why do you have so many questions?"

    "Also, don't call me Marshal from now on."

    Gu Zhu thought for a while, maybe the other party didn't want to reveal her identity: "Then what should I call?"

    Fu Ziqing After a moment of silence, he said: "Hengyuan, my name."

    Gu Zhu nodded. Indeed, people who are a little more particular these days will still take the name for their children.

    "Fu Hengyuan!"

    The atmosphere between the two was harmonious, as if they had forgotten the unpleasantness that happened in the morning, and the man also indulged the other side to scurry around.

    While chatting, there was a loud noise from the corner not far away, Gu Zhu cast her eyes curiously, but the man held her head and turned her back.

    "Don't look."

    Gu Zhu blinked suspiciously, and then he heard a violent gunshot.

    There was a "bang".

    All the sounds stopped, but the next second became more intense.

    Gu Zhu didn't know what happened there, but seeing the man's dark face, he knew it was not a good thing, suppressed his curiosity, and the young man obediently let the man hold the back of his head until the sound of an ambulance approached.

    They took a detour, but Gu Zhu's mood was a little low. When he left, he glanced at him, the blood all over the ground was extremely glaring.

    Shit cops with guns and sticks driving around the crowd with no empathy at all.

    Fu Ziqing handed the brand-new candied haws to the young man, and said in a low voice, "Gu Zhu, this world is so cruel, you have to learn to get used to it."
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Chapter 4: Domineering Young Master Jiao

    Gu Zhu raised her head and stared blankly at the man with a serious face. The candied haws in her hand fell off just now. He shook his eyelashes and took the brand new candied haws from the man again.

    He probably understood why the original owner joined the Red Star organization, because of this unequal society where human lives are worthless.

    When I got home, it was almost evening, and the servants had already started preparing dinner. Gu's mother and second aunt also came back from shopping. They both carried many things in large and small bags, and their faces were full of smiles.

    Gu Zhu felt that his cold limbs were beginning to warm up, and the last piece of candy that the man gave him had become soft, but he ate it into his mouth without hesitation.

    very sweet.

    Gu Zhu thought.

    Although she understood that the other party was just treating him as an adjustment in her life, Gu Zhu was still very grateful for the other party's explanation.

    Father Gu didn't come back because he had a reception in the evening, but Gu Yuan, who hadn't been home for three days, hurried back home.

    "Hey, I'm finally willing to come back. Those who don't know think the government is your home." No

    doubt the eccentric person must be the second aunt. Gu Yuan smiled wryly.

    At the beginning, he didn't agree with Gu Yuan going to find a job in the government, but now it's all over, he doesn't have time to go home.

    Gu Yuan winked at Gu Zhu, and went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes.

    The only one in this family who can make his aunt merciful is Young Master Gu, who makes Young Master good-looking and sweet-mouthed.

    When Gu Zhu received her brother's call for help, she cleared her eyes and said OK, then rushed over and grabbed Second Aunt's arm and started spitting: "Aunt Jin, have you brought me a present after shopping with Mom all day?

    " When the aunt heard this, she immediately forgot about Gu Yuan, and took Gu Zhu's hand with a happy smile to share the victory with him.

    "Of course, no one can forget that we are not."

    "This is a suit that just came out recently. My eldest sister and I thought it looked good, so we bought a set for each of you and A Yuan. Also, this watch is also good-looking..." Gu Zhu

    followed the second aunt and looked at them for a day It’s a bit dumbfounding, most of them were bought for him and Gu Yuan and Gu’s father, while Gu’s mother and second aunt’s only accounted for a small part.

    Unlike Zhang Yang's second aunt, Gu's mother is a little reserved. She is sitting on the sofa holding a cup of coffee and waving at Gu Zhu.

    "Come here."

    "Talk to Mom."

    Gu's mother looked a little sad, she took a careful look at Gu Zhu, then rubbed her eyebrows and said: "Today, a very bad shooting happened in the east of the city. Didn't you go there?"

    Gu Zhu was stunned for a moment, thinking, could the news spread so fast? Even Gu's mother knew.

    In the worried eyes of the other party, Gu Zhu shook his head. He concealed the news that he was at the scene when the shooting happened, although he did not see anything.

    "That's good."

    Mother Gu patted his hand.

    "It's not peaceful in the city recently, and you're working in the Marshal's Mansion, so you'd better be more careful." "

    Or...or should we not go?"

    Gu's mother asked a little cautiously, for fear of offending Gu. Ramie is not happy.

    After all, this is Young Master Gu's first serious job, if he doesn't want to let it go, that's normal.

    Gu Zhu pondered for a while, it seemed that relying solely on Qiqi's statement and the information she got from the letter was not reliable, the reality was much crueler.

    At the dinner table, Gu Yuan also talked about the recent unrest in the city, and warned his family members to go out as little as possible, especially not to stay too far away so that Gu Zhu can stick to Fu Ziqing.

    No matter what Fu Ziqing said, he was also a young marshal. As a real successor of a marshal, as long as he was a long-sighted man, he would not be tempted to provoke him, and this man was not as tolerant as he appeared on the surface.

    At least judging from the news Gu Yuan got, this is a master who must repay his spare time.

    It is also good for Gu Zhu to follow him to do things, some unnecessary troubles will not come to her, and it is safer.

    As an elder brother, he is heartbroken for this family.

    The young master of the Gu family who was moved by himself came downstairs with his head held high. Seeing his younger brother sitting on the sofa looking at the gifts, he felt that he had escaped a catastrophe.

    Unexpectedly, as soon as I went downstairs, my second aunt grabbed my ear as soon as I walked into the living room.

    "Okay, if you dare to use your brother as a shield, you really think I have nothing to do with you, right?"

    The second aunt was so aggressive that she was like a tigress, forcing Gu Yuan to beg for mercy.

    In the end, it was Gu's mother who spoke up to settle the lawsuit between the mother and son.

    "A Yuan works in the government, so you have to be careful. Your father said that it seems that some spies have been found out recently and they need to be cleaned up.

    " Some special channels of knowing information.

    As soon as the word "spies" came out, the chopsticks used by the young man to pick up vegetables paused, and a trace of worry flashed across his brows and eyes.

    "Zizhu? What's the matter? Is the food not to your liking?"

    Gu Zhu came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled, "No, I'm just a little worried when I heard this."

    Gu Yuan laughed: "Don't worry, this matter It’s only a few days, and it will be fine after a few days.”

    Being Fu Ziqing’s translator is still very simple, and there is not much work, only when translation is needed, and the rest of the time can be freely arranged.

    After Gu Zhu sorted out the materials in her hands and handed them to the adjutant, she happily ran out of the mansion.

    He hailed a rickshaw and went to the busiest city center.

    Fu Ziqing stood by the window of the office, watching the figure of the young man run out of sight, he twisted the thin cigarette in his hand.

    Gu Zhu is going on a blind date, that's right, he has also stepped into this nightmare that single young people can't escape.

    Gu Zhu couldn't help shivering when he thought about Gu's mother throwing a stack of beauties' photos in front of his eyes.

    In this day and age, homosexuality is a disease, a sore spot that can never be spoken out.

    And... Although the favorability is quite high, Gu Zhu is not sure whether Fu Ziqing is the same as him.

    The young man sighed silently, gave the driver the money and stood in front of the cozy coffee shop.

    The young man hesitated for a while, and finally walked in resolutely. Behind him, the mustache in uniform talked to his friend, and ran towards the direction of the mansion.

    Gu Zhu didn't realize that he was being followed, and the other party had already rushed to complain.

    He wandered around the store following the clues given to him by his mother, with curly black hair, wearing a bright yellow lace dress, and a rose on the table.

    The young man muttered.

    Ah, found it.

    The girl by the window is youthful and beautiful, and she is especially beautiful against the bright yellow color, just like the wild lily blooming on the cliff.

    Gu Zhu pursed her lower lip, determined to explain clearly to the other party.

    "Hello..."

    The girl looked up, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a hint of surprise on her face with some baby fat, she stared intently at the beautiful young man in front of her.

    "You, you, you, hello." Ge Li couldn't speak clearly, she didn't expect the person introduced by her mother to be so handsome! ! !

    The girl with severe face control swallowed heavily, her face flushed, she asked Gu Zhu to sit down with a trembling voice, and then called out loudly: "Waiter!" "What do you want to drink? The silk stocking milk tea in this store is very

    good "Ge Li warmly recommended, her family is in good condition, she spends money a bit extravagantly, but she is not annoying at all, on the contrary she is a bit frank.

    Gu Zhu couldn't laugh or cry, drinking milk tea in the coffee shop, this little girl was the only one.

    After ordering something casually, the young man's face became serious. Under the girl's bright eyes, he said, "I'm sorry, I may not be suitable for you.

    " Stirring the milk tea with a thin silver spoon, I feel a little sad, but I feel normal.

    Ge Li has her own pride, and since the other party doesn't have this idea, she can't force it.

    What's more, in fact, she minds a little that the boy looks so good-looking, even more delicate than a girl like her.

    If she succeeds, she will definitely be very jealous when she faces such a face every day in the future. Her father who works in a big hospital said that jealousy is a terrible disease that can make a person very ugly.

    Ge Li covered her tender face in horror, she must not become ugly, she must not become ugly!

    So... the girl's eyes were firm, and as soon as she grasped the young man's hands that were clasped on the table, she said excitedly, "Thank you, thank you very much!"

    After finishing speaking, she turned and ran.

    At this step, she directly passed the man who pushed the door.

    Gu Zhu was dazed by Ge Li's operation, he didn't expect things to be so simple, his exquisite eyebrows stretched, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

    This smile happened to be seen by the man walking straight up.

    Misunderstanding, that's how it was formed.

    It was dark in front of his eyes, the light was blocked, and a thick shadow fell on the table.

    Gu Zhu looked up suspiciously, seeing the man's handsome face as dark as ink.

    "Young Marshal Fu?"

    The surprised look of the young man was particularly good-looking. His round almond eyes widened slightly, and his mouth was also opened into a round O. There was a fine shimmer of light on the long and curled eyelashes, and the profile of his face was golden. There was a warm gleam under the setting sun.

    Fu Ziqing was very angry. He pursed his lips and looked at the dazed young man in front of him, tapping his fingertips on the table covered with white lace tablecloth.

    "Tap" "

    Tap"

    "Tap"

    The regular tapping brought back the young man's mind, he shook his eyelashes, and showed a puzzled expression at the man, seemingly puzzled, seemingly confused.

    "Young Marshal Fu? Why are you here?"

    Gu Zhu thought about it for a while, he didn't seem to have told the other party that he would be here?

    Facing the young man's doubts, Fu Ziqing did not answer, but just looked at him silently. He leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his knuckle-knuckle hands on his lower abdomen, and looked downcastly.

    Gu Zhu was a little apprehensive under the eyes that couldn't see clearly, he felt that the man now is like a sea with calm waves, and he doesn't know how many shocking waves are hidden in it.

    But... I didn't provoke the other party anywhere?

    Gu Zhu: Maomao doubts.JPG.

    The waiter refilled the coffee twice, and the two just sat there without talking.

    Gu Zhu was fidgeting, he glanced at his watch, stood up with his lips pursed and walked out.

    "Young Marshal Fu, it's getting late, it's time to go back."

    Fu Ziqing lowered his eyelids, as if he didn't hear the young man's words, and the old monk sat still.

    Gu Zhu was a little anxious, he didn't like the feeling of being cold and violent.

    That's right, the young man felt that the other party was trying to force him coldly, so he ignored him and asked him to sing a one-man show.

    The young man who had lost his good temper stomped his feet, shouted angrily "I don't care about you anymore", pushed open the door angrily and walked out.

    The golden sunset fell from the sky, lengthening the shadows of the trees beside the aisle. Gu Zhu walked down the road with her head down, hearing the scattered cries of sales.

    Gu Zhu walked side by side, and when he came to his senses, he realized that he had unknowingly walked to the place where the murder happened that day. It was actually close to the pier. Not far away, bare-armed workers were carrying sacks of sacks to the boat. transport.

    The blood on the ground has been cleaned up, but there are still shallow marks left, telling about everything that happened here.

    Gu Zhu looked at those workers and sighed.

    This era is always cruel to the poor, and they have to do anything to get enough food.

    In contrast, the young master who lives in Gu's family is really happy.

    Gu Zhu sighed a few times, and walked in another direction, wasting too much time on the road, the sky was already dark, and the number of pedestrians on the road decreased a lot.

    Gu Zhu looked at the dim colorful lights in the daytime and it was a Broadway restaurant.

    The young man curled his lips, and bought two roasted sweet potatoes from the small cart beside him, and it only cost ten cents.

    While lamenting how cheap the prices are, Gu Zhu took a bite of the warm, oily sweet potato.

    The sweet and soft taste made Gu Zhu's delicious eyes narrowed. This is the sweet potato grown by the farmer himself, and they are very big.

    After walking only a few meters away, Gu Zhu was stopped by several soldiers in military uniforms, and the leader said to Gu Zhu stiffly: "Master Gu, the young commander is here to invite you." Gu Zhu glanced at him, biting his

    teeth Pain, feeling silent at first, waiting for him here.

    Look at this day again, there is a faint smell of food in the air, what do you want him to do when the meal is already over?

    The young man hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Can you not go?"

    The leader frowned, and his voice became deeper: "Please, Young Master Gu, don't make things difficult for us."

    The young marshal said that he wanted to take him back intact, If Gu Zhu is unwilling, force can be used if necessary.

    They are rough people, but Young Master Gu has delicate skin and tender flesh. If there is a dispute, they will definitely be injured.

    The person standing in front of him didn't take a step back. Gu Zhu rubbed his forehead and compromised: "Okay."

    Fu's house was still the same as before. Behind the small door was a spacious mansion. Gu Zhu followed the old housekeeper who was leading the way. When he came to the study, Fu Ziqing was inside.

    The door of the study closed with a "squeak", and the only sound in the quiet room was the sound of a man bowing his head and going about his business.

    Gu Zhu stepped forward, stood in front of Fu Ziqing, pressed down on the document on the desktop, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?" Fu Ziqing raised his head,

    put the pen in his hand on the cap, and stood up.

    He walked around the large desk and stood in front of Gu Zhu, feeling full of oppression.

    The man is tall, and he has honed his system very well after a long time on the battlefield. Seen from the back, the man completely shrouds the slender young man in the shadow in front of him without revealing a single bit.

    Fu Ziqing always thought that he was a very patient person, but he stumbled with the youth.

    He narrowed his eyes, staring at the flushed young man, and slowly bent down.

    The two of them got very close, and while breathing intertwined, the young man took a step back unaccustomed, but what he didn't expect was that when he took a step back, the man in front of him took a step closer, forcing him to the point where he had no way to retreat.

    His thin back was pressed against the cold wall, and the night was getting darker, only the desk lamp on the desk illuminated a small area.

    Out of the corner of the eye, Gu Zhu could see the man's eyes that were as thick as the night, and their postures were a bit ambiguous, which was very abnormal, but Gu Zhu didn't want to make a sound to remind him.

    The man's long legs were firmly inserted between his legs to restrain his movements, and his left hand pressed down on his shoulder forcefully, with great strength, Gu Zhu grunted in pain, his shoulder should famous.

    The man got closer and closer, his lips were pale and thin, and they only stopped less than three centimeters from the tip of his nose.

    "what's on your mind?"

    A hoarse and magnetic voice sounded beside her ears, Gu Zhu's eyes rolled to the man's eyes, and she said a meaningless "ah".

    He was obviously stunned, he had never been handled so ambiguously by anyone, the young man who was as white as paper stretched his neck and looked up at him like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

    The delicate and small Adam's apple protruded, sliding up and down under the young man's unconscious swallowing.

    The man's questioning made the young man extremely uncomfortable. He turned his head, his eyelashes trembled violently, and even his chest rose and fell a lot faster.

    He's nervous...

    or...a little bit of anticipation...

    what is he expecting?

    The man smiled lowly, moving his strong hands from the young man's shoulders, and lifted his small chin neatly.

    The distance between the two was getting closer again, Gu Zhu felt a little absent-minded, the man's breath sprayed on his face, even the warm body temperature seemed to scald him.

    Goosebumps popped up all over Gu Zhu's sensitive body, he raised his hand and pushed the man's chest, his voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it: "Too, too close." "Young Marshal Fu

    ..."

    The handsome face suddenly suppressed made him Totally lost my voice.

    The young man opened his eyes wide in a daze, and on his lips was a man's gentle rubbing.

    "How does it feel?"

    The man only paused for a few seconds on his lips, then backed away.

    His voice became deeper and deeper, his eyes fixed on the young man's face, not letting go of any changes in him.

    Gu Zhumao meowed, and then grabbed the silk nightgown on the man with pale fingers.

    "Young Marshal Fu..."

    He looked a little helpless and uneasy, and leaned forward slightly, as if leaning against his arms.

    There was apprehension, hesitation, and almost invisible faint surprise in those eyes, but there was no nausea and disgust that Fu Ziqing imagined.

    This discovery made him happy from the bottom of his heart, and even his whole temperament changed slightly, at least, he was not so aggressive.

    He bent down and took the young man's soft lips again.

    In the spacious study room, under the light, two figures, one tall and one short, overlapped. The man was full of possessiveness and completely covered up the shorter young man, revealing only a little movement.

    For a long time... until the housekeeper came to knock on the door, the two people in the house reluctantly left.

    The man licked the water stains on his lips, tidied up the messy clothes on Gu Zhu's body, and then asked people to come in in a low voice.

    The old housekeeper was holding the tray, and saw the young man's rosy cheeks and slightly swollen lips at a glance. He frowned but didn't say anything, just put the tray on the round table in the center and stepped back.

    They were two bowls of Yangchun noodles, a handful of thin white noodles in the clear soup, served with a few small green vegetables and a poached egg fried until golden.

    The eyes of the hungry young man who had been bullied for a long time lit up, and Fu Ziqing couldn't help laughing at it.

    Seeing Gu Zhu impatiently sitting on the stool with noodles in his mouth and sticking out his tongue after being burned, Fu Ziqing found it funny.

    The hand holding the young man's waist was slightly curled up, and the man licked the corners of his lips, as if reminiscing, he sat opposite Gu Zhu, squinted his lips and smiled: "Eat slowly, don't rush."

    Gu Zhu curled her lips, moving too much Pulling to the damaged lips, he looked grimly and then glared at the instigator: "Who invited the man back and didn't even give him a bite of food!

    " There was a look of guilt on his face, but it was a pity. The man with a thick skin like a city wall hadn't learned how to write the word guilt at all. He lighted a cigarette with a calm expression, took a puff and spit it out.

    Faint smoke rose and dissipated in midair.

    Gu Zhu bit her mouth and poked the noodles with her chopsticks. Fu Ziqing's appearance was like that after-the-fact smoke...

    Obviously, the two of them did nothing but kiss, but it's easy to make people fantasize, especially the other's collar The opening was particularly large, revealing a large area of wheat-colored skin with tiny scars on it.

    After the meal, the young man lay lazily on the table, yawning with his mouth pouted. His eyes were closed and closed obviously because he was sleepy, but he still managed to ask, "Fu Ziqing, what do you mean?" Fu Ziqing walked

    to Beside him, touching his soft hair, squatted down and looked at him: "What do you mean?" "

    It's just..." The young man's eyes were wet and soft, and his body was soft, "It's just... just a kiss."

    Gu Zhu's voice became softer and softer, as if she was embarrassed.

    Fu Ziqing looked at the ears of the people who were hot before moving his eyes away. He stood upright with clear eyes, but he rubbed the young man's crimson ears with his hands in a particularly vile way.

    "Don't you understand? Huh?"

    The man looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of evil smiles: "I've fallen in love with you."

    Gu Zhu pursed her lower lip, buried her face under her arms, and calmed down the burning heat enthusiasm.

    He was a little excited, but also a little worried.

    Their identities are always a sharp sword hanging over their heads. If one day, a man finds out that he has cheated him, will he still treat him well?

    The worry in his heart made Gu Zhu's heart cool down a little bit, even in warm sunny weather, he still felt cold.

    Fu Ziqing felt that the young man was trembling. He frowned and dug the young man who was gritted his teeth and endured it out of his arm.

    "What's the matter? What are you afraid of?"

    The man's gaze was firm, not afraid of any danger. Under this comforting gaze, the frequency of the young man's shaking became lower and lower.

    Gu Zhu sniffed, stared at the floor tiles in the corner, and said, "Fu Ziqing, are you serious?"

    His voice trembled, full of fear and anxiety.

    Fu Ziqing rubbed Gu Zhu's head, kissed his hair affectionately, looked at the young man calmly, and confided sweet words: "Naturally, I have never been serious about you."
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Chapter 5 Overbearing young handsome young master Jiao

    The man's hoarse and deep voice sounded above his head. Gu Zhu knew that these words were probably deceptive, but he still didn't want to refute, preferring to indulge in this false love language.

    There was a flash of struggle in Fu Ziqing's eyes. It is undeniable that the obedience and innocence of the young man made him quite fond of him, and Zai pointed out that the anger that arose spontaneously after the other party obeyed the arrangement of the family to go on a blind date was not a lie.

    Even just now, the appearance of allowing himself to be kneaded was very attractive. If only he had been so obedient, what he wanted, he could still satisfy with his own ability.

    Gu Zhu stayed overnight in Fu's house again, but when he left the next day, the housekeeper stopped him, his old face was full of worry.

    "Uncle Zhong, what's the matter?"

    The old butler looked deeply at the young man in his early twenties, and opened his mouth: "..." "

    Uncle Zhong."

    A man's voice came, and Uncle Zhong turned around. Looking up, it was Fu Ziqing's warning eyes.

    He shook his head, and murmured in the young man's puzzled eyes: "It's okay, let's go, ah."

    Gu Zhu scratched her head strangely, and got into the rickshaw.

    Fu Ziqing came from the inner room, stood beside Uncle Zhong's stooped body, and said, "Uncle Zhong, there are some things you can say, and some things you can't. You should know about it after you have been in Fu's house for so long." Uncle Zhong was silent

    . , then lowered his head.

    "I have a measure of things between us. You should take care of yourself when you are old."

    After Fu Ziqing finished speaking, he turned and left.

    Uncle Zhong looked at the tall figure of this young man, which gradually overlapped with another person in his mind. Tears flashed in his cloudy eyes, and then he staggered towards the house.

    Looking at the things passing along the road, Gu Zhu was still a little strange. He always felt that Uncle Zhong wanted to say something to him, but because of Fu Ziqing, he didn't say it in the end.

    "Qiqi, do you know the origin of Uncle Zhong?"

    He didn't believe that this kind old man was just the butler of a big family.

    Qiqi shook her head, it only knew the main plot, and didn't know about the supporting characters in the book.

    "Sorry, host, I can't help you."

    Gu Zhu shook her head: "It's okay, I will find out one day."

    A week later, Gu Zhu saw a news from the newspaper that the spies found it and told him execution.

    Gu Zhu looked at the photo of the spy, and heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that this person was an undercover agent from the Sun Kingdom. He was mentioned in the book, but he didn't expect the plot to deviate so much. The person who found it is now being picked out.

    Think about it, it should be Fu Ziqing's handwriting.

    Sure enough, the next day, I saw a certain man sitting at his dinner table happily chatting with Gu's father. Gu's father's laughter could break the roof.

    "Hey, Zhuzhu is up, come, come, have breakfast."

    Father Gu saw Gu Zhu come down from the stairs with sharp eyes, greeted him to sit down and eat, and at the same time explained why Fu Ziqing came here.

    "There is your favorite soup-filled steamed bun, which was bought by Marshal Fu early in the morning, from Chengxi Huangji, hehehe."

    Gu Zhu was a little surprised at this, Fu Ziqing is not a considerate person, this This behavior is really illogical.

    Seeing the dumb look of the young man, Fu Ziqing took a soup dumpling and put it into his mouth, while chewing, he looked at Gu Zhu, as if what he was eating was not the soup dumpling but the young man in front of him.

    A small smile appeared on Gu Zhu's face, and she sat beside her father.

    After that day, no matter how Fu Ziqing felt, Gu Zhu just thought that the relationship between the two of them had made a qualitative leap. In front of men, the noble young man felt a little ashamed.

    After eating, Gu Zhu was pushed by Gu's father and walked out of the house with Fu Ziqing. He stood at the iron gate, tapped the ground with his toes, and asked with his head down, "Young Marshal, will you go back to the mansion?"

    Today is not a day off, Fu Ziqing has to go to work.

    The man pinched the young man's hand by his side, and squeezed it: "I'm not going to work today, so I'll take you to play."

    Gu Zhu raised her head in surprise, to play?

    "Is it possible?"

    "Of course."

    The driver, Xiao Chen, got out of the car and gave up the driver's seat.

    Fu Ziqing knew how to drive, and he drove very well. Gu Zhu sat in the co-pilot, a little agitated, his feet kept moving, and his eyes were particularly bright and energetic.

    The good mood of young people is contagious, and even Fu Ziqing showed a faint smile on his face.

    "Take you to the movies."

    The picture quality of movie halls in this era is not as clear as that of later generations, but it is still affordable for rich people.

    Fu Ziqing rented out a whole theater and chose a classic romance movie. Although he didn't know why Fu Shaoshuai wanted to bring a man to watch a romance movie, the owner of the theater still welcomed him in very enthusiastically.

    The two sat in the best seats. When the boss asked if they needed drinks and snacks, Fu Ziqing asked Gu Zhu's opinion and refused, which made the two of them a little embarrassed at the moment.

    Seeing the passionate kiss between the hero and heroine on the big screen, Gu Zhu's face was hot.

    It's too... too open.

    People in this era are still relatively conservative, and this kind of thing of watching other people make out in public will be criticized.

    On the other hand, Fu Ziqing was not embarrassed at all, he read it very carefully, and was in the mood to discuss techniques with Gu Zhu.

    As for what kind of skills it is, it can't be said.

    Seeing the second half, there is a scene where the male and female protagonists are having sex. Western filming has always been very open. When the female protagonist came out of the bathroom wearing a lace nightgown, Gu Zhu's eyes were covered.

    The young man was a little amused for a moment, he bit his lip, tried hard to suppress the smile in his throat, the palm of his hand was pinched by the man, as if warning.

    When the vision is blocked, the hearing becomes more acute, and the lingering sound of kisses flows out of the stereo intermittently, adding a touch of ambiguity to the entire theater.

    They are the only ones here...

    Gu Zhu understands this fact very clearly.

    The palms of the man's hands covering his eyes were getting hot, and his breath was getting hotter and hotter.

    Suddenly, a warm object was pressed against his neck.

    The object moved up little by little, and climbed to the young man's bright red earlobe.

    Gu Zhu shuddered and dropped the big hand in front of her eyes.

    The goal is the man's red eyes.

    The man's gaze was so hot that Gu Zhu was at a loss.

    But soon, he couldn't think anymore.

    The two were very close, and the color in the man's eyes made Gu Zhu feel hot all over, feeling extremely embarrassed.

    "Fu Ziqing..."

    "Well, I'm here."

    The voice in the theater seemed to be getting farther and farther away, Gu Zhu blinked, and his vision suddenly went dark.

    "Don't look, close your eyes."

    "Um...cold..."

    Gu Zhu took a breath and muttered dissatisfiedly.

    Fu Ziqing lowered his eyelids and glanced at him, and arranged Gu Zhu's somewhat messy shirt hem neatly.

    "Is it still cold?"

    "Well... not cold anymore."

    After watching the movie, the young man's windbreaker was buttoned from the top to the bottom, and his eyes were sparkling with water, which made him look even better.

    Fortunately, homosexuality is not so popular in this era, and most people don't think about it, so those people just cast curious eyes rather than contempt.

    The owner of the movie hall sent the two out of the house in fear, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

    They are all bodhisattvas that he can't afford to provoke.

    It was still early, and Fu Ziqing took Gu Zhu to the east of the city again.

    "Huh? This is the east of the city?"

    "What are you bringing me here for?"

    Fu Ziqing pinched the back of the young man's neck, causing him to stare unhappily.

    He hooked the corners of his lips and said, "I'll bring you to meet someone."

    As for who it is, Gu Zhu will know it when he sees it.

    The place where they met was a tea house, and the location was very hidden. The two of them stepped on the wooden stairs to the second floor, and under the guidance of the waiter, they entered the private room in the farthest corner.

    Someone was already waiting inside, she was a young woman, very beautiful, she had long pure black hair neatly coiled on her head, she was wearing a crescent white peony cheongsam, showing slender arms, with pearl hairpins dotted in her hair, she was a Intellectual beauty big sister.

    Fu Ziqing and Gu Zhu walked into the room, and the woman looked over. Gu Zhu found that the other person's eyebrows and Fu Ziqing were very similar, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

    This should be Fu Ziqing's relatives, Gu Zhu thought.

    He showed a gentle smile at the woman, and hid his head behind Fu Ziqing.

    The woman was a little surprised, but soon came back with a smile, and then looked at Fu Ziqing with an indifferent face.

    "Hengyuan, don't you want to introduce me?"

    Fu Ziqing sat on the seat with Gu Zhu, and nodded to the woman: "This is Gu Zhu, Gu Ziqiang's youngest son."

    Then he said to Gu Zhu: "This is my eldest sister, Work in Province Z."

    Gu Zhu blinked, and obediently called Fu Zijia "Big Sister".

    "Hey!"

    Fu Zijia's answer was particularly crisp, with a bright smile on his face.

    "Finally someone is willing to hang out with you. It's great." Fu Zijia winked at Fu Ziqing teasingly, took out a delicate bracelet from a small leather bag and handed it to Gu Zhu, "Come, a meeting gift." The fine jasper bracelet

    , The emerald green color is so moist that it can bleed out of the water.

    Gu Zhu was a little embarrassed. He looked at Fu Ziqing hesitantly. The man didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, and this thing looked expensive... "

    Sister, it's too expensive, I can't take it..."

    Fu Zijia smiled , and said angrily: "Oh, isn't this just out of the ordinary, or do you think that girls can only wear this bracelet?

    "

    His anxious forehead was dripping with sweat, but Fu Zijia was not annoyed at all, and directly stuffed the bracelet into Gu Zhuo's palm: "That's it, you can keep this bracelet, if you don't like it, I'll give you a good one next time."

    As she spoke, she turned her eyes to Fu Ziqing who was silent, with a deep smile in her eyes.

    Gu Zhu didn't understand the meaning of this bracelet, how could his younger brother not understand, but since he didn't stop it, he agreed.

    Although the other party is a man, he is quite well-behaved, and I think my mother will like it too.

    Fu Zijia has long realized that his younger brother is different from ordinary people. He has never held a girl's hand in Dalian since he was a child, and even feels disgusted when he sees a girl walking towards him.

    Since then, she never forced Fu Ziqing to contact girls again.

    Children have their own blessings, and as a sister, she can only do a little bit.

    The conversation after that Gu Zhu was like listening to the scriptures, he could hear some things, but he couldn't understand the deeper ones, but he understood the last sentence, anyway, the sister of the Fu family is also an underground worker, this time It was to communicate with a certain important person who secretly came to S City, and Fu Ziqing's help was needed.

    It's just... There's absolutely no need to bring yourself to this kind of thing.

    In other words, the other party has already begun to suspect that he is not an ordinary person...

    Although the probability is very low, there is no guarantee that no accident will happen. With this guess, the young man's expression became serious, and after thinking about it, he did not find the point of exposure.

    Qiqi comforted: "Don't worry, the host, it's definitely not the reason." "     Then

    tell me, why did he bring me here and say such secret things in front of me?"

down.

    "Maybe I just want to bring you to meet my sister?" Qiqi said innocently.

    Gu Zhu didn't believe that a man's purpose would be so simple, he must have other purposes.

    "Zizhu?"

    "Huh?"

    The young man raised his head blankly, and it was Fu Ziqing's dark eyes: "Why don't you respond? What are you trying to write?"

    Gu Zhu shook her head again and again: "No, it's nothing."

    Fu Zijia smoothed things over: "Okay, Hengyuan, I'm afraid this is the first time I see my parents feeling uncomfortable, so don't recruit him."

    The woman's kind smile made the young man lower his head even more, and his fingers on his knees touched each other. Stirring, some don't know how to react.

    The accident happened very suddenly, Gu Zhu heard Qi Qi's warning and only had time to throw Fu Zijia behind the sack next to the teahouse, the gunshot with the smell of gunpowder rang clearly in her ears, a strand of black hair fell from mid-air Floating down, mixed with the debris on the ground.

    Gu Zhu's pupils shrank instantly, and a belated fear surged into his heart, his face turned pale, and his hands trembled.

    Fu Zijia's face was solemn, she looked at the young man beside her worriedly, and comforted Gu Zhu's cold hand.

    "Don't be afraid,"

    she said.

    This level of assassination is commonplace for Fu Zijia, but it is a severe blow to the young master living in the ivory tower, facing the cruel reality.

    Fu Zijia's identity has always been kept secret. No one knows her and Fu Ziqing's identity, and they also use pseudonyms when they travel outside.

    This time the other party was able to pinpoint her location so accurately, presumably there was a traitor in the organization.

    The recent situation is really tense, with constant external forces and internal struggles.

    Fu Zijia was a little helpless. She took out a pistol from her small lady's handbag, turned around and fired two shots in the direction of the shooting.

    As early as when the shooting happened, the people at the scene hid. Now the whole teahouse is very quiet, only the sound of tense breathing can be heard.

    Gu Zhu pursed his lips and was pulled behind by Fu Zijia, he hesitated whether he should expose his marksmanship.

    Once exposed, the probability of his identity being exposed increases instantly.

    Fu Ziqing also hid behind the cover. He didn't bring his adjutant with him when he went out this time, otherwise he would have sent someone to rescue him.

    Fu Zijia can't be exposed! The man sullenly glanced at the two people behind the sandbag.

    The chasers are gradually approaching. They are wearing very common overalls and shooting with guns in their hands. They don't care whether they will hurt ordinary people.

    There were screams and gunshots one after another, Fu Ziqing rolled to avoid Gu Zhu, with a serious face, he took out a dagger to split the sandbag in front of him, and threw it at the person who was chasing him.

    "Enter the teahouse!"

    The three of them took the opportunity to run into the teahouse. A man stuffed a gun into Gu Zhu's hand, and he asked, "Will it work?"

    Gu Zhu gritted his teeth, showing a firm look in his eyes.

    He nodded, took the pistol from the man, and ran to the back door with Fu Zijia.

    After Fu Ziqing made a decision.

    Under the intertwined firepower, the clothes of the three were covered with dust, and there was a pier not far away. Gu Zhu gritted his teeth and dragged Fu Zijia to the beach.

    "Sister, can you swim?"

    Fu Zijia was stunned for a moment, unable to react, but still nodded: "Yes!"

    That's good...

    Gu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, the man was delaying for them behind him, so he had to speed up.

    With firm eyes, the young man dragged Fu Zijia to the pier and said as he ran, "Sister, listen up, jump down from here and swim to the north of the city. When you get ashore, find the owner of Li Ji Oil Shop, and he will help you." After

    finishing speaking, he pushed Fu Zijia, who was a little confused, into the sea.

    With a "plop", a circle of water splashed.

    "Gu Zhu, what are you doing?!"

    The man's angry voice rang out, but Gu Zhu didn't reply, but silently squeezed the gun in his hand.

    He ran back to Fu Ziqing panting, raised his hand and knocked out a pursuer.

    "Sister will be fine, trust me."

    The young man's face was sullen, his eyelashes fluttered quickly, and his voice trembled, obviously showing fear, but his subordinates knocked down one enemy after another nimbly.

    Fu Ziqing took a deep look at Gu Zhu.

    There was another stalemate until the adjutant arrived with a team and shot these people to death on the spot, leaving only three or five alive for interrogation.

    It is still unknown who participated in this blatant murder.

    Before the matter was over, Gu Zhu was sent back to Gu's house. Before leaving, Fu Ziqing's moody expression made Gu Zhu uneasy. He shrunk himself into a ball uneasily. He exposed too much of what happened today.

    "Qiqi, are we going to expose it?"

    Neither of them had put on a disguise at the time.

    Qiqi wagged her tail: "I don't know, but it should be fine. You can find a chance to check with Fu Ziqing."

    After all, if found out, Fu Ziqing, who is a young marshal, must be the first to be censored.

    So two days later, when he saw the army rushing directly into Gu's house to take him away, Gu Zhui sighed in his heart, thinking that he finally came.

    He looked at the serious adjutant in front of him and lowered his eyelashes. Should he say thank you to Fu Ziqing? He didn't take him away like a prisoner, but maintained his last bit of dignity.

    Gu's mother and second aunt were stopped in the living room, they looked anxiously at Gu Zhu who was walking towards the gate, and were very anxious.

    "No...you can't just let them take Zhuzhu away like this..." The second aunt gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "I thought the young commander was a good man, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf cub! What kind of person is my child? Don’t we know, what are you talking about here, who knows if you can’t come back…”

    As she spoke, the second aunt began to cry: “No, I’m going to the city hall to find A Yuan "

    Gu's mother didn't stop her, and let the second aunt go out in a hurry.

    Gu Zhu followed the adjutant silently, until he was pushed into the room, he didn't realize something was wrong.

    This is neither a mansion nor a prison, it is a single-family villa.

    "Click"

    the door was locked.

    Gu Zhu pursed her lips and walked to the door, and pulled the handle hard, but couldn't open it.

    He went to the window again, and the window was also locked, leaving only a small ventilation hole.

    Gu Zhu's heart began to beat, and a deep sense of uneasiness arose spontaneously.

    "Open the door! Let me out!"

    "What are you locking me up for? Let me out quickly."

    This feeling of being locked up is really not good, Gu Zhu gritted her teeth and slapped on the door vigorously.

    He doesn't want to be here alone.

    "Take me to see Marshal Fu! Open the door quickly!"

    The young man's uneasy voice echoed in the room, until finally, he fell powerlessly to the ground.

    There was no sound at the door at all, as if it had been forgotten.

    The night was getting darker, and the clear moonlight cast regular light on the ground through the glass window. The young man had already moved from the ground to the bed. He folded his hands around his knees and stared blankly at the closed door, feeling more and more ominous in his heart. concentrated.

    For the next few days, Gu Zhu stayed in this small room with all internal organs. Every meal was delivered by someone, but all the dumb slaves who came came. In the end, Gu Zhu was desperate. He even felt that men Will keep him locked up.

    Until one night, the young man opened the bathroom door after taking a shower, and was pushed against the wall vigorously.

    The sudden pain made the young man frown, and a rapid sob came out of his throat.

    "It hurts..."

    The man imprisoned him like a ferocious beast, and the strong smell of alcohol from the other party made Gu Zhu frown. He pushed back, in exchange for more forceful suppression "Oh!" "Let me go!

    Fu

    Ziqing..."

    A trace of pain was transmitted from the sensitive nerve endings, making the young man's pupils shrink.

    Gu Zhu resisted and grabbed the man's hair on the chest, pushing him away forcefully.

    His breathing was a little short, and his eyes were bloodshot.

    "It hurts...Fu Ziqing...It hurts so much..."

    "What are you doing..."

    The young man's eyes glistened, and he choked up, but there was nowhere to hide.

    On both sides of the body are the steel-like arms of a man. The powerful muscles are smooth and smooth, which is far from being able to match Gu Zhu's small body like a white chicken.

    The man raised his head and looked indifferently at the magnificent young man with red eyes.

    Very beautiful...

    but so vicious...

    He let go of Gu Zhu and watched him slip and fall to the ground weakly, his clothes messed up.

    "Did you know?"

    "The eldest sister is gone."

    "Drown."

    Fu Ziqing sneered coldly. He pulled the corner of his mouth into a sneer and looked at the young man looking up with disbelief.

    The evil thoughts in his heart gradually swelled after seeing that beautiful face, and he wanted him to experience the pain of losing a loved one.

    But... Fu Ziqing felt very painful and couldn't do this. Even if the other party made a heinous mistake, he couldn't bear it.

    "So... why did you push her into the sea?"

    The man tilted his head, with a cruel smile on his face, as if he was simply asking.

    But Gu Zhu could hear the chilling rigor in that tone.

    "Drip—10 percent favorability...thirty...twenty one...sixty...forty-five...thirteen..."
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