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"Hmm..." Zhou Heng's strong Murong Qing couldn't bear it.

Murong Qing was cold and abstinent, and Zhou Heng's last bit of rationality was crushed by this beast-like whimper. He grabbed Murong Qing's hands and cut them behind his back, and instantly switched their positions.

Without giving Murong Qing a chance to react, he kissed impetuously, and even touched the tip of Murong Qing's nose with his lips when he bowed his head.

After being greedy for too long, how could Zhou Heng taste it? While kissing, he pressed Murong Qing's shoulder with his arm, and even pried his right leg on Murong Qing's knee at a [-]-degree angle.

Cheap and funny.

A lesson learned from the past, his life would be ruined if he couldn't ask for a kiss before he got in the car.

That's too bad a deal.

However, Murong Qing, who has always been cold-blooded and cruel, is obedient today like a newborn kitten, allowing Zhou Heng to do whatever he wants.

Zhou Heng licked his gums and hooked his tongue, and finally stirred and sucked saliva in his mouth presumptuously without biting him.

Did not push him away.

It seems that there is a little bit of head-up.

Zhou Heng not only deepened the kiss, but also prolonged it. The kiss was turned upside down until he couldn't even breathe.

Zhou Heng is passionate and obsessive. Murong Qing has said more than once that he is like a dog, who knows how to lick and lick as soon as he makes out. He is disgusting and has no skills at all.

Very disgusted.

Zhou Heng repeated admonitions and refused to change him. After more than ten times, Murong Qing's good temper was worn out. Later, Zhou Heng stuck out his tongue again and was bitten without exception.

A little carelessness will also bring disaster to future generations.

It is possible to write a history of blood and tears.

This time Zhou Heng kissed deeply for two and a half minutes, looking at Murong Qing who was almost suffocated by his kiss, his face was flushed and his eyes were wet, Zhou Heng was pleasantly surprised, and the beauty was bubbling.

Murong Qing's suppressed panting was very tempting. Zhou Heng greedily sniffed Murong Qing's smell and was reluctant to let him go. He buried Murong Qing's chin and waited for his breath to calm down. He boldly squeezed Murong Qing's waist , coquettishly said: "Good brother, you are a good person to the end tonight, huh?"

I don't know if it's because the waist is too sensitive, or because he was frightened by the object, Murong Qing, who was originally confused by the kiss, flicked his legs reflexively.

Zhou Heng held down Murong Qing's legs with panicked hands and feet. He saw that Murong Qing didn't move for a while. It turned out that Brother Qing didn't intend to kick him. He backed away from Murong Qing in a little embarrassment, and looked at Murong Qing with sticky eyes. With the last bit of rationality, I turned my back: "If you don't want to, get out quickly."

He seldom spoke to Murong Qing in such a strong tone, but at the moment the animal blood was surging and the desire was on fire, if Brother Qing didn't leave, don't say harsh words, he would really kill him.

The bathroom was silent for a few seconds. When Zhou Heng heard the movement and thought that Murong Qing was about to leave, he was bumped in the back suddenly, and then Murong Qing's arms wrapped around him from behind.

As soon as Zhou Heng's scalp tightened, he heard a pleading voice from behind: "Master Heng, I, I want to serve you."

At this moment, Zhou Heng's spine crackled, almost breaking.

Although the voice behind her was crisp and sweet, the thin white arms wrapped around her waist trembled a little, as if she was trying her best to seduce people amidst fear and hesitation.

The breathing that vented his back was shorter than before, but it was still light and warm as usual, unlike him, who was panting heavily and hot because of emotion, not to mention that he had kissed him so hard just now.

He was always the only one whose heart beat faster and lost all reason.

He clearly saw this, but, for such a cold and indifferent person, once he seduced someone, his impact would be thousands of times stronger than ordinary people.

Zhou Heng's forbearance had been pushed to the brink, and the passion he had just lowered a little bit was burning again, more violently than before, a faint silver light flowed from the bronze-colored skin on his arms, and his slightly squinted eyes seemed to be There was a flash of silver.

Zhou Heng was really angry. He clenched his fists to forcefully suppress the tyrannical factor surging up from the beast blood, and puffed his cheeks: "Brother Qing, don't play with me."

Realizing that his tone was harsh, Zhou Heng still couldn't bear it. He shrugged his shoulders and restrained himself a little more than before: "Are you... trying a new play with me?"

Murong Qing entered the circle, professional class, fair-skinned and handsome, with outstanding temperament, dedicated to his work and no slander, and his body is 1.7 meters [-], but it is not all smooth sailing.

The entertainment industry is never short of good looks, the most lacking are two things, money and sex, those who climbed out of acting have experienced hardships and ups and downs that ordinary people can't imagine, Murong Qing is that.

It took him ten years to win the title of best actor, and his journey was full of ups and downs. In a year and a half, he had no new dramas hidden in the snow, and he never bowed his head to compromise. It can be described as muddy but not muddy.

When it comes to acting skills, it’s not an exaggeration to say that Murong Qing is a drama idiot. In the early years, I didn’t say that I just wanted to hone my acting skills. I didn't play an emperor to get a few women.

The cutest time was when he first caught up with Murong Qing the year before last, when Murong Qing slapped his ass, after the slap, he said: "Ass is so loose, you still want to fuck me?"

He was frightened and stupid: Isn't it already soaked?

He practiced pull-ups for a month before he realized that Murong Qing was a trial play, and he was acting the irony after being molested by a man in a bar.

Therefore, tonight, there is only one explanation for Murong Qing's series of anomalies - that is the audition.

He was a little annoyed at the thought of Murong Qing taking on such a scene, especially seeing that Murong Qing hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhou Heng was even more sure of this guess, he turned around and held Murong Qing's right shoulder, pinched his chin, and met Murong Qing unexpectedly. Eyes filled with tears.

After running away for a few seconds, Zhou Heng said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Qing, you are playing with fire for trying this kind of scene with me. You know how much I want to mess with you. If you do this again, I will really make a move."

As for acting, he will settle accounts with his agent tomorrow.

Murong Qing closed his eyes, and when Zhou Heng thought he understood, he saw Murong Qing raised his hand and unbuttoned the first button of his neckline.

Zhou Heng choked for breath.

Murong Qing undid the second button.

Zhou Heng opened his mouth.

Murong Qing unbuttoned the third button, revealing his naked body.

Zhou Heng exploded all of a sudden, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it for a few seconds, until Murong Qing unbuttoned his jacket, he finally lowered his head and grabbed Murong Qing's lips that were close at hand.

Pushing Murong Qing to the edge of the bathtub to sit down, kneeling in front of Murong Qing on one knee, Zhou Heng's lips moved down, like a pious knight.

After a while, Zhou Heng bit Murong Qing's waistband and looked up at him like a wolf dog. His voice was vague and sexy but enough for Murong Qing to hear clearly: "Brother Qing, I'll give you the last three seconds. If you don't push me away, I will really kill you." Do it, do it with real guns."

The dry words are so strong that even a fool can understand them.

Although Murong Qing didn't look at him shyly, his body remained motionless. Zhou Heng felt that if he quit, he would never be able to get rid of his cowardly hat, so he pulled Murong Qing's last barrier and pushed him into the bathtub.

"Brother Qing, let me make a deal first." Accustomed to cowardice, Zhou Heng didn't dare to eat too neatly, suppressing his evil fire and said again: "Once I get in the car, it's impossible for me to get off, not for the rest of my life." down."

It means that Murong Qing will settle accounts tomorrow and break up, there is no way!

Before Murong Qing understood Zhou Heng's words, Zhou Heng pressed against the bathtub wall and kissed him. The warm water soaked his chest, burning his slightly cold heart.

This was the first time for the two of them. Zhou Heng was patient and patient, gentle and gentle in his rage. Their real union was on the bed.

……

A person who is so cold and ascetic on weekdays, his eyes are blinded like this, his face is flushed, his lips are a little red and swollen, which is extraordinarily seductive, like a rose blooming in the white snow, delicate and charming.

Zhou Heng has been warning himself to restrain himself, but the soft touch and the gorgeous picture are like poppy poison controlling his central nervous system, completely stimulating his animal blood that has been dormant for too long.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Zhou Heng let Murong Qing go.

But for Zhou Heng who is in heat, it is considered humane, let alone a virgin who is having sex.

Fortunately, Murong Qing's physical fitness is not bad, and in the end he fell asleep from extreme sleepiness instead of fainting from exhaustion.

This night, the sky was extraordinarily sticky, and the sky full of stars also had a kind of hazy beauty. The hibernating animals that woke up in the fragrance of spring flowers had just ushered in their first round of estrus, and there were happy singing everywhere.

And how could Zhou Heng on the big bed use a simple description of being happy, he hugged Murong Qing contentedly and looked at his sleeping face, his excitement after eating meat hadn't subsided for a long time, how could he fall asleep.

His chest seemed to be filled with something, very satisfied.

His brother Qing finally belonged to him completely.

Love him so much!

No more.

At this moment, Murong Qing didn't have the usual indifference and abstinence, he was like a docile little cat.

When his phoenix eyes were closed, they formed a long and narrow graceful arc, and there was still a drop of tear on his long and pale eyelashes, the tip of his nose was still flushed, and his swollen lips were like petals in the morning It seems to be soaking in water and blooming shyly...

Zhou Heng stared at Murong Qing's lips in a daze for a few seconds, his eyes lit up as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned over and got out of bed to find some ointment from the cabinet and applied it to Murong Qing.

Although he was gentle enough, Murong Qing was still hurt.

After applying the medicine, he stuffed the ointment into the drawer, then threw the small bottle that was tilted on the bedside table into the trash can, and wiped the transparent liquid medicine that flowed on the table with a paper towel.

To be precise, before Murong Qing was coaxed to come live, he was ready for everything.

Sure enough, it is better to coax people into the wolf's den, so that they can have a chance to eat meat.

Hey hey hey.

Once I get into the car, every day will be a good day in the future, and I will no longer be afraid of the dog forcing the estrus.

Zhou Heng went to bed with a jolt, and couldn't help wanting to kiss and touch again. After hesitating, he finally took Murong Qing's hand, put his knuckle and beautiful fingers into his mouth, and sucked carefully, fearing to disturb Murong Qing.

When the sky was bright, Zhou Heng made Murong Qing's fingers all red, and then he rubbed Murong Qing's lips happily and fell asleep peacefully.

Zhou Heng opened his eyes again. It was already past eight o'clock, and it was raining lightly outside, and the sky was gloomy, which was very suitable for sleeping in bed.

Zhou Heng yawned and tilted his head to look out through the window screen. He just turned over and was about to hug the quilt and squint for a while, when he sat up suddenly.

He looked at the empty seat around him, and his mind suddenly cleared up.

Did he have sex with Brother Qing last night? !

It's not a dream, is it?

Zhou Heng jumped off the bed, looked at the trash can first, and saw the lotion bottle and the repair cream packaging box from the pile of paper in the trash can.

It was true last night!

It's no wonder that the bones are bursting with refreshing energy.

"I'm cao." Zhou Heng cursed in a low voice, he didn't even notice when Brother Qing got up, he really wasn't a qualified old Gong.

Zhou Heng was about to go out. When he saw Xiao Hengheng who had woken up in the morning, he shook his head. He took a step back and picked up a pair of big underpants from the ground. He didn't care about not wearing underwear and put them on: "Xiaoqing, where's Brother Qing?"

Smart Xiaoqing: "Report Master, Brother Qing left the bedroom at 26:[-]."

Zhou Heng strode out while lifting his pants, paused at the door, and said urgently, "I really fought Brother Qing last night, didn't I?"

Xiaoqing: "Yes."

Then, Murong Qing came over with a sobbing voice: "Brother Heng, Brother Heng...um, it's comfortable...ah, that, there... oh, please..."

Hearing that Zhou Heng's nose became hot and he almost spurted blood, he praised in a hoarse voice: "Awesome."

Xiaoqing was praised for the first time, and she was very happy: "Well, I will continue to work hard~"

Xiaoqing was a cunt, so she silenced Zhou Heng's voice, such as calling brother, is it comfortable, where is it comfortable, and do you want it.

Zhou Heng ran out barefoot. He first lay on the railing and looked downstairs. He didn't see Murong Qing, so he flew to the second bedroom, but he didn't see Murong Qing. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly found another room. After the second bedroom, he ran directly to the railing outside the door, put his hands on the railing, and jumped off with a sharp jump.

The man with a physique of 170 catties jumped from the second floor to the wooden floor of the first floor without making a sound.

He looked around and finally saw Murong Qing who was busy in the kitchen.

Murong Qing was cooking, with his back to him.

There was crackling in the cooking pot, and the kitchen door was half open, so Murong Qing didn't hear Zhou Heng coming in.

Doing such fireworks early in the morning should not be angry.

Zhou Heng let go of his high-hanging heart, strode behind Murong Qing, and saw Murong Qing's fair and white neck covered with deep and shallow marks, his heart softened, and he couldn't help but open his arms to wrap around Murong Qing's waist, "Qing Brother, your body..."

Murong Qing was startled, and with a sudden wave of the hand that was cooking, he directly slanted the vegetable shovel onto Zhou Hengzheng's arm that was holding him forward.

Very overreacted.

"Master Heng!" Murong Qing threw away the spatula in a hurry, looked down at the injury on Zhou Heng's arm, and supported the solid wood countertop with his hands with weak legs.

The kitchen spatula was made of stainless steel, with sharp corners, and two phases of force caused Zhou Heng's forearm, which hadn't wrapped around Murong Qing's waist, to be scratched and scalded, and blood oozes out of it.

"It's okay." Zhou Heng didn't feel any pain, but there was a lot of oil on his arm, which was sticky and reflected light, and he was a little burned, so he let go of Murong Qing: "I'll just rush down, don't rub the oil on your body." gone."

The vegetable sink was very close, Zhou Heng moved two steps to the right, turned on the faucet, and said to Murong Qing while flushing: "Brother Qing, you rest, I will do the rest."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Heng turned his head to look at Murong Qing, only to see that Murong Qing was no longer standing in front of the stove, but kneeling on the floor, his body bowed low towards him, trembling.

"Brother Qing," Zhou Heng didn't have time to turn off the faucet, strode over and squatted down to hold Murong Qing, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you, where did you hurt?"

"Master Heng," Murong Qing was about to cry, shook his head and said in a sobbing voice that almost collapsed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, please, please don't pull out my father's oxygen tube, don't sue him. "

With the sound of rushing water, Zhou Heng's brain seemed to have been hit hard, and something was wrong with his brother Qing.

It shouldn't be as simple as an audition!

"Father-in-law," Zhou Heng held Murong Qing's shoulders, raised Murong Qing's drooping face, and saw the tears on his face, his heart sank: "What's wrong with him?"

The author has something to say: Zhou Heng: I love Brother Qing more than his body.

Zhou Heng: Well, it smells so good~

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