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After waking up from sleep, it was almost afternoon. When Han Ying opened his eyes, he felt his limbs were sore and limp, and his body was sticky as if stuck in a high-temperature swamp. He shook his head, vaguely recalling fragments of last night. , raised his hand to fish beside him, and called Rong Chuan inarticulately.

When he scooped up the empty area beside the pillow, he seemed to be the only one left on the big bed, and Han Ying sat up in a jerk.As soon as his body moved, the strong tingling sensation immediately made him gasp in a "hiss...", his facial features twisted and he fell back again.

He lay down for a while, only feeling terrified by the silent air, struggled to crawl to the edge of the bed, fumbled for a while, and took out the mobile phone from the clothes and pants flying all over the floor, his fingers were trembling, and he was about to make a call. There was a "squeaky" sound at the door, and someone had swiped their card to enter the room.

Rong Chuan didn't know when he got up, he was fully dressed, his hair was damp, he looked like he had just taken a shower, and his whole body looked fresh and clean like a newly peeled lychee.Seeing his bewildered expression with his mouth half open, the well-dressed young man put down the bag he was carrying, pulled up a chair and sat down beside him, and patiently explained: "Seeing that you have been sleeping groggyly, it seems that I had a little fever, so I didn't wake you up. I went downstairs to buy some medicine and brought some light food up, since you're awake, do you want to take some first?"

Listening to the gentle and considerate voice, it always makes people want to act like a baby.Han Ying was already feeling unwell, but now being comforted by someone softly, he immediately took the stance of cheating, and immediately twisted his body very honestly with a bitter face: "It's okay to have a fever, but it's just that I worked all night yesterday. It's been strenuous, and now my buttocks and waist hurt a little."

Rong Chuan's face burned slightly, and he coughed twice in a concealed manner and quickly stood up: "Then I'll run water for you to take a bath first, and apply some medicine for you after the bath."

Han Ying enjoyed the happiness of being served by others very much, and couldn't help but continue to bargain: "I'm bored! I can't walk!"

Rong Chuan was used to his arrogant and domineering appearance, and couldn't bear this style of painting for a while, so he squinted and glanced at him: "Ying Juju means you want me to carry you in?"

Although being hugged into the bathroom to share a mandarin duck bath afterwards is a classic scene in Xiaohuang dramas, Han Ying imagined that two men who were about 1.8 meters in size would be hugged by a princess, and couldn't help but trembled himself, and quickly declared: "Lao Tzu It's not that delicate, come and feed me a drink of water, and I'll take a bath."

Rong Chuan took a piece of mineral water, helped him to sit up, put the water to his mouth, and said softly, "Drink."

Han Ying stared and did not move, and continued to emphasize word by word: "I mean you feed me!"

Rong Chuan saw that his lips were slightly raised, and he looked like a rascal who wanted to ask for a kiss. He put the water on the bedside table and got up straight away.Seeing this, Han Ying was furious: "I've been sucking and licking you for a long time in the middle of the night yesterday, what's wrong with you fucking feeding me saliva?"

Rong Chuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went to the front of the cabinet to unpack the lunch box: "It's up to you to wash it or not, anyway, I'm not the one with the stuff in it."

"Fuck!"

The feeling of being internalized or ejaculated is not very good. No matter how unrestrained Han Ying was, he couldn't help cursing and got off the bed when he was reminded by the other party. He broke away from the other party's support in a fit of anger, and limped into the bathroom.He has always been impatient, and when he had a low-grade fever, he didn't bother to wait for the bathtub to turn on the water, so he turned on the shower and turned up the hot water, and dived in.Locked outside the bathroom, Rong Chuan made himself a cup of coffee helplessly, stood by the window and looked at the busy street scene under the window, slightly dazed.Just halfway through the coffee, Han Ying suddenly called out from the bathroom: "Rong Chuan! Rong Chuan!"

Last night, he was so stimulated that he directly dragged the other party to bed in a feverish mood. He neither took safety measures nor did enough foreplay. Although it would not be possible to have another bloody anal fissure scene, but Waking up early in the morning and touching Han Ying's hot forehead, he still couldn't help feeling a little worried.Hearing the other party's call at this moment, he quickly put down the coffee cup, and hurriedly opened the bathroom door: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Standing under the hot water, Han Ying's body was wrapped in hazy water mist, watching him push the door in, beckoning mysteriously: "Come here!"

Last night, although the two of them touched each other up and down, and changed several positions in succession, under the cover of darkness, no matter how intimate they were, it was a fig leaf for self-deception.Now the headlights in the bathroom are turned on brightly, Han Ying is standing there naked and selling a solo show, with no intention of covering up at all, Rong Chuan can only try his best not to open his eyes, and walk over slowly, He coughed in a low voice: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, the neck was already hooked. Han Ying stretched out his hand and pulled him directly under the shower, wrapping him tightly like an octopus: "It's so boring to take a bath alone, you come with me."

Rong Chuan was caught off guard by being showered all over his face, so he tapped the back of his head lightly angrily: "You are sick! I just changed my clothes! Didn't you have enough trouble last night?"

"Clothes or something, it's a big deal to change later! What's the big deal!" Han Ying passed away angrily, hugged him with a playful smile, and asked confidently: "You finished having fun yesterday, and now you can help me too." !"

The body that had been reacting to the excessive pain last night was full of energy now, Rong Chuan couldn't help panting a little under the gaze of his full eyes, and took a step forward to push him against the wall.Han Ying was touched twice by him, so comfortable that his eyes narrowed, he groaned and groaned unscrupulously, and his subordinates were not idle, grabbing the waist of the other party's trousers and quickly followed in.

This morning bath dragged on for almost an hour, and finally ended in a nearly suffocating kiss.Rong Chuan walked out of the bathroom first, all naked, and called the hotel business center to ask for a few changes of clothes.Han Ying dawdled in the bathroom for a while, and then he opened the door and walked into the room contentedly, picking and choosing among the piles of clothes delivered with his whole body covered in silk, no, and hangs.

Rong Chuan has adapted to his informal style, sitting on a chair drinking coffee just as a show, Han Ying struggled for a while, and finally finished dressing, then sat down rubbing his stomach: "I'm so hungry... I haven't eaten since last night, why don't we go out and find something to eat now?"

Rong Chuan pointed to the lunch box on the cabinet: "Drink some porridge first, and then think about what you like to eat?"

Han Yingdao is not that particular about the food he eats. He randomly ordered all kinds of cuisines from all over the world, and finally returned to the theme, which is nothing more than wine and meat.Rong Chuan couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was so easy to support: "Since Ying Juju doesn't choose, then I know that there is a private kitchen whose products are not bad, and the taste is also special. Would you like to try it?"

Han Ying only hoped that the two of them could have dinner together, even if it was Sha County cuisine, he would like to eat it, so he immediately stretched out his hand to grab each other's waist: "Let's go, let's go! Whatever you say is what you say!"

The two went out and took a taxi, and Rong Chuan reported the address with familiarity, and called to make an appointment by the way.Han Ying heard a bunch of incomprehensible English and French in his conversation, didn't expect it would be so troublesome to have a meal, and complained for a while, then put his head on the other's shoulder and rested on his back.After driving for more than ten minutes, he turned around and found that the driver in the front seat had been peeking at the rearview mirror. He couldn't help being a little upset: "Uncle, you've been looking all the way, what are you looking at?"

"Oh...it's nothing, I just saw that the two boys are so good-looking, and I wondered if they are from the entertainment industry, and now I am in a hurry to catch up with the announcement?" The driver explained with a smile, showing the demeanor of an old driver in the imperial capital: " There are many entertainment companies in Chaoyang, and I can get orders for several small stars every week. But in the future, if they become popular, they will probably have their own nanny cars. Take a second look now, and the two will become popular in the future , I can still brag to my buddies, saying that my car has pulled a big star before."

"Hahaha!" This passage made Han Ying's heart burst with joy, and he quickly sat up straight and began to flicker: "That's right, the two of us are a team!"

"Huh? Combination?" The driver didn't expect that the two people in the showbiz would be attracted by the misguided disguise, and his voice became more and more excited: "The two brothers are singing? It sounds like... my daughter likes to listen to music." Yeah, back then I was dragging me to vote for Happy Boys. Brother, what is your group called, I asked my daughter to search it online!"

"Ah! You can let your daughter go to Weibo, and you can search for whatever you want..."

"I'm looking for you!" Rong Chuan slapped him on the head, and clarified seriously: "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense, we belong to the Deyun Club, and we made a cross talk group. We haven't officially debuted yet, and we can't find it online. .”

"Why did you hit me?" Han Ying complained softly while covering his head.

"How much enmity does he have with you, and you want to drag his daughter to listen to those little pornographic dramas of yours?" Rong Chuan also suppressed his voice, turning his head and glaring.

This internal strife made the taxi driver dizzy, and he shut up very sensiblely and drove the car to the destination.The two got out of the car, took the elevator directly to the top floor of the building, and after a long detour led by the waiter, they sat down in a huge glass house.Han Ying looked around, and saw that the transparent room was wrapped in clouds and mist, and the golden sunlight sprinkled mottled spots on the ground, surrounded by various vines, like a tropical rainforest erected in the air, in a pool close at hand The koi fish are swimming, and the melodious music is like a fairyland. He couldn't help but reached out and patted Rong Chuan's shoulder: "Fuck, this place is awesome. Next time I bring my little brother to play, I will also book here!"

Seeing his enthusiasm, Rong Chuan took out a black card from his wallet and handed it over, explaining in a low voice: "This place is a membership system, not open to the public. If you like it, use this card to make a reservation next time, and just give my name." There is also a membership fee of 10 yuan in it, which can be deducted directly, and you don't need to swipe your card to pay the bill."

"Damn it!" Han Ying has always been used to being an old man, used to paying bills for guns and friends. For the first time in his life, he was blocked by someone, and his whole body was filled with the joy of "I am also raised by someone", and he reconfirmed with excitement: "What is this? Dowry or dowry?"

"What do you think?"

Rong Chuan stared at him, Han Ying was stunned, and could only murmur in a low voice, carefully speculating again: "It's not a bride price or a dowry, so what is that? Could it be... prostitution?"

Rong Chuan took a sip of tea helplessly: "Yingjuju should keep a low profile. The imperial capital is very strict in anti-pornography and anti-violation. Do you think it is in Dongguan?"

"Oh……"

Han Ying looked solemn in his low warning, glanced left and right, and swiftly took the black card on the table into his pocket.