The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 352 President, you are a dog! (37)
I don't drink much during the closure of the city, but it's a little too much.Letting Cen Mu lead him upstairs, he suddenly woke up for a moment when he entered the room, turned around and closed the door, and pushed Cen Mu against the wall.

"It's evening." She stared at Cen Mu with her reddish eyes downcast, affectionately.

"...I kissed you."

"Not enough." As Feng Cheng said, the smell of alcohol welled up in Cen Mu's nose, and he stopped suddenly.

Cen Mu was ready, seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, he looked up, but his heart beat faster and faster.

Feng Cheng touched the back of his neck with his hand, frowned and said seriously: "I've been drinking, will kissing you make you allergic to alcohol?"

After he finished asking, he only kissed the corner of Cen Mu's mouth, and gnawed down that beautiful chin bit by bit, from the neck to the delicate collarbone.Probably because he was not enjoying himself, Feng Cheng buried his head and bit Cen Mu.

Cen Mu frowned, his legs were weak from being teased a long time ago, and his whole body hung on Fengcheng.He was in pain, and the words came out of his mouth, a little fragmented: "Fengcheng...you are a dog!"

In the dimness, Fengcheng raised his eyes slightly, the tiny light was in his eyes, hazy, he smiled lightly: "You are a tiger, push forward, I really am."

Cen Mu: "...I'll take a shower first."

"Ah."

After closing the city and taking a shower, Cen Mu was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone. Before he finished reading the rest, a shadow cast over him, and the mobile phone was snatched from his hand.The smell of closing the city was blowing towards his face, Cen Mu reached out to grab the phone back, "Don't make trouble, I haven't finished watching it yet."

"Let's see tomorrow." Feng Cheng's fingers were already dancing on Cen Mu's body. His body still smelled of alcohol mixed with the scent of shower gel. It was not unpleasant, but his mind was still a little dizzy, and his words were even more inappropriate. Jing, "Cen Mu, do you know what I was thinking the first time I saw you after I returned to the company?"

Cen Mu was so teased that his eyes blurred, and he couldn't help but let out fragmented sobs.

"I wonder why you are so dishonest, you leave as soon as you say, you unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

"..."

"I want to hold you down, like now, and slowly bully you until you cry!"

"..."

Suddenly his voice became a lot gentler, with a hoarse and emotional voice whispering in Cen Mu's ear: "Mrs. Feng, I like you."

It is of course seductive to say such love words about the privacy of the bed.

This is the third time, Fengcheng said he likes him.

Cen Mu suddenly burst into tears as he thought about it, he tightly wrapped his arms around Fengcheng's narrow waist, and finally replied: "Fengcheng, me too, I like you."

After getting the desired answer, Fengcheng's kiss became more intense, and the two finally went crazy in this dark night.

After it was over, Cen Muwo had a dream in his arms.He dreamed of his friends in the sky, and dreamed of some broken memories, as if he had experienced them himself, but they were very vague. They accompanied him to grow old one by one, and then disappeared. The last faces were printed together and became Si Yan. Zhang has a cold face.

"Don't you want to come back? Why do you want to grow old slowly with others in one illusion? Why don't you leave after completing the task?"

"I……"

Yeah, why didn't he come back?But he couldn't think of those people.

"Since you don't want to come back, then stay in the illusion forever."

"Do not……"

He doesn't want it, he wants to go out and escape from inside.

"Cen Mu! Cen Mu, wake up!" Feng Cheng, who was lying next to Cen Mu, noticed something was wrong with him, until Cen Mu had a nightmare and hurriedly shook him awake.

(End of this chapter)