After leaving Xixuan District, Zhao Xiaohan received a call from 007, saying that Zhihua and He Fang had already sent them home. Knowing that they were two of them were home, Zhao Xiaohan was relieved and hung up the phone. Just when he was about to ask Zhao Zilong to send him back to Shichahai, he received another call from Sun Jiaojiao.

Sun Jiaojiao called him to ask if he had finished his work. Listening to Sun Jiaojiao's words, Zhao Xiaohan said casually that he was almost busy, but unexpectedly, when he finished saying this, Sun Jiaojiao asked him if he would come to her house to rest for a while. When Zhao Xiaohan heard Sun Jiaojiao's words, he felt a little confused about what she meant.

At this time, I asked myself to go to her house for a while, and the amount of information hidden in it seemed to be very large.

"I won't go." Zhao Xiaohan gently rejected her. Since she had already come out, it would be meaningless to go back. What's more, he was not in the mood to go to her house again. When he heard Zhao Xiaohan's words, Sun Jiaojiao nodded and hung up the phone for a few seconds. However, when he hung up the phone, he still heard her sigh.

Half an hour later, he returned to Shichahai. Shen Bing was not asleep yet and was still reading books in the room. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan walking in, Shen Bing stepped forward and took off his coat, then made a cup of tea for him. Looking at Shen Bing who was busy, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and hugged her in his arms, put it in her ear and said, "How is your book doing recently?"

"The first volume has been printed, and it is still being printed later. I looked at the sample. It's not bad. It may be released in a few days."

“Is there a grand press conference?”

"No." Shen Bing shook his head and smiled, "Do you really think I am a famous writer? It depends on the sales. If it is good, there may be events, interviews and other things in the future. Maybe there will be a grand press conference for my next book."

"My wife doesn't even hold a press conference for sending new books? No, I have to go to their publishing house."

"Stop making trouble. Before you have no reputation, what's the point of holding a press conference? Will a group of actors come to act? I'd rather not make a falsification."

"Haha, my wife is really strong."

Listening to Shen Bing's words, Zhao Xiaohan laughed out loud. He just said that, how could he really go to another publishing house? Shen Bing's personality is still very clear. She would rather not have any fraudulent things like him!

"Are you tired these days?" As he said that, Shen Bing stood up from Zhao Xiaohan's arms and walked around behind him: "I'll give you a massage on your head."

"When did you learn how to massage?" Hearing Shen Bing's words, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and looked at her curiously.

"Twist it." Shen Bing pulled him back, stretching out his hand and gently kneading his head, while whispering: "I learned a few days ago. I think you are under a lot of pressure recently and need to relax. Head massage is the best way to relax."

"No, there is another way to relax." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, turned around, hugged Shen Bing's waist, and said with a smile: "Or what if we try a better way to relax?"

"No, massage first."

“Let’s relax after the massage?”

"Um……"

Shen Bing nodded, his face flushed. Looking at Shen Bing's blushing look, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing.

I have to say that although Shen Bing's technique is a little awkward, it is very comfortable. Unconsciously, under Shen Bing's massage, Zhao Xiaohan actually fell asleep. Perhaps he was really tired. In front of others, he would keep a little vigilance, but in front of Shen Bing, he put down all his vigilance and be the truest self.

Looking at Zhao Xiaohan who was sleeping on the sofa, Shen Bing sighed softly, stepped forward, patted him, and said softly: "When you go to bed, you will catch a cold when you sleep on the sofa."

"Yes." Zhao Xiaohan nodded and returned to the bed. However, when the lights went out, suddenly, Shen Bing's slightly surprised voice sounded: "Aren't you sleepy?"

“Now is not sleepy.”

After saying a word, a sound of undressing came from the room. Then, the woman's panting sounded softly. Later, it turned into a rhythmic shaking sound, and the man's heavy breathing sound. In an instant, the room was filled with beauty.

That night, Zhao Xiaohan didn't make a long struggle. When he woke up the next morning, it was already past seven o'clock in the morning. He subconsciously turned over and hugged Shen Bing's body. As a result, he didn't hug Shen Bing, but hugged a fleshy guy. Then, he felt that he was bitten.

No need to ask, who else can be biting your own?

Zhao Zhiyuan!

Zhao Xiaohan turned his head and sure enough, his arm was bitten tightly by Zhao Zhiyuan. Seeing Zhao Zhiyuan treating his arm as food, Zhao Xiaohan smiled helplessly, reached out and pinched his face, and said with a wry smile: "Son, are you that hungry?"

Zhao Zhiyuan naturally couldn't understand what he said, but just blinked his eyes at him. Looking at Zhao Zhiyuan's big eyes, Zhao Xiaohan sat up, held him and placed him on his neck, and carried him out of bed. In this life, Zhao Zhiyuan was the only one who dared to pee on Zhao Xiaohan and acted as a mighty man on his head.

When she walked out of the room, in the living room, Sister Hong was holding a magazine, crossing her legs, and a cup of coffee was placed on the table. She was full of petty bourgeois life. Seeing Sister Hong sitting there with a look of enjoyment, Zhao Xiaohan was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she walked out of the door. Where did Shen Binghang go?

However, as soon as he walked out the door, his cell phone ringing. When Zhao Xiaohan saw that it was Agou's call, he laughed. It seemed that Kunzi did not disappoint him last night. Agou and Huo Qingdong were finally rescued. That's fine, everything is happy.

While carrying Zhao Zhiyuan on his back, he answered the phone. As soon as he answered the phone, Agou's voice came from the opposite side: "Brother Han, I'm sorry, I was careless last night."

"It's okay. Who hasn't made a mistake yet?" Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said, "How is it, nothing happened to you and Qingdong, right?"

"No, nothing happened to Qingdong and I."

"That's good."

"However, the expected results did not reach the expected results last night. The territory we regained..." Halfway through, Agou did not continue to say it. After hearing Agou's words, Zhao Xiaohan asked in confusion: "What's wrong with our territory?"

"Last night, after we came back, Zhao Xiaolong personally brought people. Half of our territory was lost. We kept it until this morning, and finally we didn't lose the remaining territory..."
Chapter completed!