The lazy cat master's secrets were revealed, and the male protagonist was thinking about him

Chapter 120: Transformed into a Gentle Monster

"Well……"

The bald man's face gradually turned darker, and there were vague signs of him ascending to heaven.

Zhou Zhou quickly reached out and held Pei Yanlie's hand, his voice unusually hoarse, "He's almost out of breath."

Pei Yanlie had a gloomy face and a biting coldness in his eyes. His gaze fell on Zhou Zhou's neck. The red and purple pinch marks made him furious. He slammed the bald man against the steering wheel.

"Ow!"

The bald man wailed in pain, covering his neck tightly and rolling his eyes.

Pei Yanlie finally let go of his hand and took a few steps back. Ah Hu and several bodyguards broke down the door, forcefully dragged the bald man to the side road, and pinned him down so that he could not move.

The door of the back seat was opened. Zhou Zhou stared at Pei Yanlie, whose face was still gloomy, with his red eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say.

[Not only did he escape, but he was also kidnapped and almost strangled to death. Pei Yanlie must be furious. ]

He looked away, lowered his head and remained silent.

Pei Yanlie leaned down, put his hands under Zhou Zhou's armpits, led him out of the back seat, then picked him up sideways and walked towards the Maybach parked on the side of the road.

Zhou Zhou rarely resisted, he pursed his lips tightly, his face pale.

[It's over. Pei Yanlie's murderous aura is about to torture me to death a hundred times.]

He swallowed quietly, feeling a strong dry pain in his throat. He frowned and couldn't help coughing lightly.

[Damn, my throat hurts. Does that bald guy really want to kill me?]

A strong murderous look flashed in Pei Yanlie's eyes. He didn't think he was a good person. Anyone who dared to hurt him should be prepared to be retaliated by him.

He held Zhou Zhou in his arms and sat in the back seat of the car, saying coldly, "Let's go to the hospital."

The cold voice carried the momentum of impending storm.

The driver shook his body and responded respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Pei."

Zhou Zhou raised his head from his arms, shook his head and said vaguely: "No...necessary."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shut up.

[Damn, are your vocal cords damaged? Your words are so awful! ]

Pei Yanlie took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage box, opened the lid, and handed it to Zhou Zhou's mouth. His voice was low and gentle: "Drink some water to moisten your throat. If you feel uncomfortable, don't talk."

Zhou Zhou's face was tense, he nodded slightly, opened his mouth and took a sip of water. The dryness in his throat dissipated a little, leaving only a dull pain.

Pei Yanlie asked softly: "Do you want more?"

Zhou Zhou shook his head and struggled to get out of his arms.

"Xiao Zhou, don't move. Just lie down obediently." Pei Yanlie put the mineral water back in its place, tightened his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

Zhou Zhou: …

He stopped struggling and looked at Pei Yanlie with an exploded expression.

[Did Pei Yanlie take the wrong medicine? What's with the gentle tone? 】

[Why should you apologize? It's not your fault! ]

Pei Yanlie stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhou Zhou's neck, feeling his heart being tightly gripped, the pain making it difficult for him to breathe.

"It's my fault. From now on, I will have bodyguards follow you everywhere." The hoarse and suppressed voice made Zhou Zhou shrink his neck.

Zhou Zhou wanted to cry but had no tears. "No..."

[I failed to gain anything and ended up losing my freedom! ]

Pei Yanlie held his ear and whispered, "Xiao Zhou, don't reject my kindness. I can't watch you put yourself in danger."

When he saw that Zhou Zhou's cell phone signal disappeared, he almost lost his mind and quickly mobilized his forces to search for him.

In just two minutes, the evidence of Fu Jingxuan's kidnapping was sent to his mobile phone.

It seems that the Fu family is really tired of living.

Both Fu Chenye and Fu Jingxuan have their sights set on Zhou Zhou. If Pei Yanlie continues to endure this, he would not be a man!

Zhou Zhou only felt a stream of cold air emanating from Pei Yanlie continuously, and he sneezed with his lips trembling.

Pei Yanlie hugged him tighter, "Are you cold?"

Zhou Zhou shook his head, buried his face in his chest, and said nothing.

[It's cold, are you a portable air conditioner? Can you be more restrained and stop releasing cold air? ]

Pei Yanlie held his hand, kneading and rubbing it gently until his palm became warm before switching to the other hand.

[Pei Yanlie is his savior after all, so let him touch you, it won't cost you a piece of meat, you won't have this benefit in the future.]

He was so excited thinking in his mind that he had no idea that Pei Yanlie had heard every word of his thoughts.

Since Zhou Xiaozhou was so generous and cooperative, how could he give up such a good opportunity?

Zhou Zhou managed to squeeze out a sentence with difficulty, "By the way, what are you going to do with that man?"

Pei Yanlie's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "Some things are better for you not to know, or you will have nightmares."

Zhou Zhou: …

[Damn, is it so bloody? ]

He looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Pei Yanlie, you... you won't kill anyone, right?"

Pei Yanlie kissed his cheek and whispered, "Silly boy, are you afraid that I will kill him?"

Zhou Zhou raised his hand and touched his cheek, without saying anything, agreeing.

"Just teach him a lesson." Pei Yanlie hugged him and sat him on his lap, staring at him deeply, and continued: "In the future, I won't let you get hurt."

He leaned over and gently kissed the tip of Zhou Zhou's nose, the deep affection in his eyes seemed to solidify into substance.

In a short while, the car stopped in front of a large private hospital.

Pei Yanlie took his hand and got out of the car, walking towards the outpatient department.

Since he had called in advance, the old professor was already waiting in the consulting room. When he saw the two men walking in hand in hand, he was stunned for two seconds, but soon came to his senses.

"I've learned about your situation on the way here. Come on, open your mouth and let me see."

Zhou Zhou sat down on the stool next to the doctor and opened his mouth obediently.

The old professor shone a flashlight at his throat and said, "It's congested. Say something for me to hear."

Zhou Zhou stared at the old professor's wrinkled face, "Um... you were quite handsome when you were young, right?"

The old professor cleared his throat and did not answer his question. "Your vocal cords are slightly damaged. I'll prescribe some medicine to repair your throat. Try not to speak loudly these few days and eat soft and easily digestible food..."

It was almost noon when I came out of the hospital.

Pei Yanlie and his people sat down in the luxurious restaurant.

The waiter was waiting promptly to take the order.

"Serve some soft and easy-to-digest dishes." Pei Yanlie glanced at the waiter indifferently, his voice extremely cold.

The waiter nodded and turned to leave.

Zhou Zhou looked around and found that there was no one there except the waiter. It seemed that the wealthy President Pei had reserved the place again.

The gazes from the side were too intense. Zhou Zhou glanced at them from the corner of his eye and muttered quietly, "My neck is about to catch fire from your staring."

"Lift your head up, I'll apply ointment for you." Pei Yanlie took out the external medicine prescribed by the old professor from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, squeezed out some icy green ointment and applied it on Zhou Zhou's neck.

"Does it still hurt?" Pei Yanlie's movements were very gentle, and his fingertips caressed the red marks on his neck. His soft voice was filled with deep love, which made Zhou Zhou a little uncomfortable.

[Pei Yanlie suddenly transformed into a gentle monster, which looked awkward no matter how you looked at him.]

He pursed his lips slightly, not daring to look into Pei Yanlie's gentle eyes.

Pei Yanlie looked at the boy whose face gradually turned red, his eyes full of doting, and whispered teasingly: "Are you shy?"

[Don't say these cheesy words. Do I, Zhou Zhou, look like someone who would be shy? ]

"Your face and your ears are so cute and red." Pei Yanlie told him truthfully. His slender hands lightly touched his cheek, then moved to his ears and pinched them.

Zhou Zhou remained silent, took a sip of the lemonade on the table, glanced at the man next to him, and muttered, "Stop talking so much nonsense, I'll have indigestion."