Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

In a pitch black room, with mottled walls, and a shady concrete floor, there were pools of sewage piled up everywhere. The sewage at the bottom of the wall was scattered with garbage such as instant noodle boxes and mineral water bottles, exuding a sour smell.

He was sitting in such sewage, his pants were all wet under his butt, and he couldn't tell whether it was stained with sewage or feces.

A man came with his back facing the light, and his face could not be seen clearly. There was only a rough outline of the face, and the rest was pitch black. He watched the man as he unbuckled his belt.

Here they come again, and each time, they have to pee in his face.

He closed his eyes and lips tightly, preparing to welcome the familiar yet disgusting smell.

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Chu Zhaoyang suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily. At four o'clock in the morning, the faint light outside shined in through the window with curtains that had not drawn, and everything in the bedroom could already be seen clearly.

He had yet again another nightmare.

Chu Zhaoyang's breathing gradually slowed down, and he buried his head in his palms, rubbing the cold sweat off his face fiercely with his palms.

He couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The water flowed all the way down to his hair tips and his skin, meandering along his strong chest and abdominal muscles, and gathered in the middle along the two mermaid lines.

He wiped away the water on his face with both palms, trying to shake off the nightmare just now.

He was kidnapped when he was seven years old, and that dark memory became a nightmare that has been with him ever since.

At first, he had nightmares all night and suffered from insomnia. Gradually, he became autistic and refused to speak to a psychologist.

It was better now, every nightmare was very short, within the range he could bear, but he still couldn't sleep very well. It seemed to become a habit, in which resulted in him not speaking much.

At seven o'clock, he packed up and drove to the company.

The black Bentley parked in the parking lot downstairs of the company. Chu Zhaoyang got out of the car and was walking towards to the company's entrance when suddenly a girl sprinted towards him.

"Stop, don't run!" Chu Zhaoyang heard the girl shouted, her voice was sharp and crisp, which was surprisingly nice.

He froze for a moment, then stood still.

Seeing the sun shining on the girl, the ponytail tied behind her head was glowing and swinging with the movement of her running. She looked lively and beautiful.

However, Chu Zhaoyang thought that this girl was too bold and enthusiastic. He was very good-looking, and there was nothing wrong with being outstanding, but wasn't it inappropriate for her to throw herself into his arms for the first time?

Girls should be more reserved.

Thinking that in his heart, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and did not move. The girl rushing towards him seemed to be bathed in the sun. Her whole body was covered with sun's odor.

She looked like a... small sun, very warm.

Chu Zhaoyang raised his hand with his well-articulated joint long fingers that were like a piece of art, thin and powerful, he tugged on his tie, and his Adam's apple moved.

He just experienced a nightmare and was cold to the bone. At this time, he especially wanted to be warmed by the sun, and he wanted to know what it felt like to embrace the sun in his arms.

Well, he reluctantly... reluctantly allowed this girl to approach him, just for a moment, to satisfy her wish.

Just as he made up his mind, he saw the girl pointing at him and shouted, "Stop him!"

Chu Zhaoyang, who maintained the movement of opening his arms to welcome the girl, was stunned. His eyes narrowed and finally noticed that there was a man in a gray jacket in front of the girl, who was fleeing in embarrassment. There was also a dark blue clutch bag in his hand.

When the man saw him blocking the way, he turned to a corner wanted to avoid Chu Zhaoyang.

Chu Zhaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his long legs and kicked him down. At the same time, Gu Nian also rushed over, grabbed the thief's wrist, and reached for the handcuffs around her waist with one hand.

The thief took the opportunity to throw her aside fiercely.

Gu Nian was unprepared and was about to be thrown to the ground, when she suddenly bumped head-on into a firm and hot embrace. The slender waist was firmly held by a hand, and the heat of the palm penetrated the T-shirt and directly pressed against her slender and soft waist.