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Mu Qingyang originally thought that losing a relationship is not the saddest thing, the saddest thing is falling in love on Valentine's Day.

Mu Qingyang originally thought that being three is not the saddest thing, the saddest thing is that San'er can't compare to you.

But in the end he realized that compared to the fact that the woman he wanted to fuck fucked him, the first two things were nothing.

Mu Qingyang faced this tragic scene with a splitting headache—his waist felt like a protruding disc, his penis was as hot as a fire, and the culprit behind all of this was He was fast asleep on his side.

Staring at Wen Cheng's perfect profile, Mu Qingyang saw the picture of Wen Cheng pressing down on his body with long black hair last night. The long hair messed up by sweat made this face even more sexy. A face that is better than countless women's looks, but with powerful impacts time and time again, Mu Qingyang's associations are dispelled.Unexpectedly, this contrast also brought a stronger stimulus.

Oh shit……

Mu Qingyang found out in despair that just by recalling the scene of last night, his desire arose.

Lifting his eyes, he bumped into a pair of deep eyes, the owner of those eyes smiled, and licked his lips as if he still wanted to say: "Do it again?"

Mu Qingyang asked blankly: "Let me come back?"

Wen Cheng smiled innocently, "Of course not."

"Then we have nothing to talk about except 'goodbye'." Mu Qingyang picked up the clothes that fell on the ground and dressed them slowly.

Wen Cheng squinted his eyes to admire Mu Qingyang's upright and firm back, "I like you quite a lot."

"Thank you," Mu Qingyang fastened the last button, turned to look at Wen Cheng, "I really don't want to see you."

"If it's an ordinary person, you have to rush up and beat me?" Wen Cheng said slowly, "Or, were you satisfied last night?"

The last tight string in Mu Qingyang's head was broken.

Mu Qingyang took a deep breath, burst into a gentle smile, and said almost gnashing his teeth: "Another day, I'll kill you."

Wen Cheng raised his eyebrows and said with an evil smile: "We'll wait and see."

Xiao Yi once commented on Mu Qingyang.He said that Mu Qingyang was the kind of indifferent and calm person who would remain unshakable no matter what happened, no matter how intense the activities in his mind were.Those who don't know Mu Qingyang think that he has a very good temper. Only when they know Mu Qingyang like Xiao Yi do they know how narrow and twisted Mu Qingyang's heart is.

In fact, Mu Qingyang's thoughts about being raped by a man were very relaxed at first.

Although he was the one who suffered the loss, but he made a blind appointment. In the second half, he voluntarily indulged in the pleasure given by Wencheng. No wonder Wencheng.

However, after Wen Cheng said "you were quite satisfied last night", Liang Zi concluded this.

Mu Qingyang slowly stroked the pure black business card in his hand.

The word "Wencheng" on the business card is written arrogantly, just like this person Wencheng.Below the name "Wencheng" is printed his contact information, including the name of the company.

Mu Qingyang was quite an asshole in those years in junior high school. He did a lot of things like smoking, fighting, and contradicting the teacher. Prepare to use it some day.

I didn't expect it to come in handy.

Mu Qingyang's smile gradually turned cold.

Wen Cheng knew that Ye Qiao would definitely come to block him.

So sure enough, I saw Ye Qiao on the way to the tea room, Ye Qiao didn't speak, and followed Wen Cheng into the tea room.The hot water poured into the cup and made a "gurgling" sound. Ye Qiao looked at Wencheng for a long time before saying, "What did you mean last night?"

"As far as you can see." Wen Cheng slowly stirred the instant coffee with a small spoon, the corners of his lips curved slightly, showing a hint of sarcasm.

Ye Qiao's expression suddenly turned ugly, "Wen Cheng, I've always been the one dancing with you."

Wen Cheng said in a calm tone: "I also said, don't fucking treat me like a woman and touch me."

"You're not interested in women!" Ye Qiao said, "Why can't I?"

The smile on Wen Cheng's face became weaker and weaker, "Ye Qiao, I have been putting up with you because our father's relationship is okay, and you have helped me, but you think I don't know about the disgusting things you did? I like it. Men are a matter of sexuality, which man I like is a matter of taste, not as long as it is a man, I have to kneel and beg him to sleep with me."

There was a crack in Ye Qiao's elegant appearance, and he explained in a panic: "I didn't mean to tell you about your liking for men back then!"

Wen Cheng had seen enough of Ye Qiao's acting skills since he was a child, Wen Cheng didn't respond, he stirred his coffee and took a sip, "You didn't tell me about my relationship with Xu Liuyao, you didn't post our photos, it's from the campus website. You weren't the one who posted the post, you weren't the one who reported it to my dad, it wasn't you who got me kicked out of the house... Ye Qiao, you've done more tricks than I can count."

"That's because I like you!" Ye Qiao broke the can and said with an ugly face, "If I don't get rid of the people around you, you won't notice me at all!"

Wen Cheng's eyes turned cold, and the corner of his eyes gave him a strange murderous look. He said coldly, "Ye Qiao, don't force me to pour coffee on you."

Ye Qiao knew Wen Cheng's character of doing what he said, but he still said desperately: "Stay with me, even for a day..."

In the next second, hot coffee was poured from the top of Ye Qiao's head, and Wen Cheng moved closer to him, with obvious danger in his eyes, "I'm so beautiful that you would risk your life to fuck me? Ye Qiao , I advise you not to disgust me, my patience is limited. The manager's daughter has gotten closer to you recently, right? Obediently dream of your son-in-law and don't block my eyes."

Wen Cheng left with an empty cup, sat back in front of the computer again, and suddenly felt a sense of regret for what he had just done.He stared at the long and dense English words on the screen, and then thought about the two yuan instant coffee that was wasted just now, thinking that he could finish the coffee and pour water on the leaf bridge, which was really a mistake.

But overall it was worth it, Ye Qiao would not bother him at the cost of ruining his future.

After finishing the translation, Wencheng will leave work on time at six o'clock.

After coming out of the tea room until he got off work, he didn't see Ye Qiao again, and Wen Cheng felt refreshed.

The elevator stops on the first floor.

Wen Cheng pressed the unlock key on the car key, the car lights flashed twice in the corner, and he walked towards the car, but there were a few discordant footsteps in the darkness.

Wencheng's car keys were thrown and caught in the air, and the lights flashed again in the corner to prove that the doors were locked again.

When the fist hit him from behind, Wen Cheng dodged sideways, and instead grabbed the opponent's outstretched hand, and the opponent was thrown over the shoulder before he even had time to react.Immediately afterwards, four or five people came out from corners in different directions with bare hands.

Seeing this posture, Wen Cheng laughed like a flower.

It was obvious that he wanted to beat him up, not his life, but his pain.

Including the one in Wencheng, there are a total of six people. They all look like strong men with strong bodies, but they are actually strong men, but the kind of strong men with three-legged cat kung fu.For someone like Wen Cheng who had learned judo, it was the level of practice. He was punched a few times, and he took off the arms of four people.

The last person looked at Wen Cheng with a pretty face but was not easy to mess with, standing where he was and retreating was neither a fight nor a fight.

Wen Cheng rubbed his fingertips on his lips for a while, and asked with a smile, "Who invited you here?"

The brawny man had a face of Xiaojiabiyu, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Just when Wen Cheng was concentrating on interrogating this matter, the sound of a hard object piercing the air reached Wen Cheng's ears, and he subconsciously turned sideways to avoid it, but before it was too late, an iron rod as thick as three fingers hit him solidly. On the ribs, Wen Cheng gasped in pain, before he could see who made the hand, he was pushed down to the ground.

The man bumped violently, and the hat on his head fell off. Wen Cheng squinted his eyes to see the person on top of him, and laughed uncontrollably. Every time he laughed, his heart seemed to be torn by something. It hurts, even so, Wen Cheng still couldn't stop laughing.

Mu Qingyang also smiled, very gentle, patted Wen Cheng's face with the back of his hand, looked down at him and said, "Your uncle, I invited you, is that cool?"

"It's not as good as...fuck...one-sixth of your..." Wen Cheng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak easily, and he knew that these words would undoubtedly give him another blow, but inexplicably, looking at Mu Qing If Yang looks serious, he is covered with thorns, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

To Wen Cheng's surprise, there was no anger on Mu Qingyang's face, but the smile deepened instead.Mu Qingyang didn't directly hit him on the head, but patted the ashes off his body.

Mu Qingyang took out the cigarette and the lighter from the pocket of the only strong man who hadn't been beaten, lit it, and took a puff between his fingers. The expression on his face was blurred by the smoke, and Wen Cheng recognized him The smile in the words: "You guys hit, just be appropriate, don't hit your face."

After the smoke cleared, Mu Qingyang looked down at Wencheng, with a flamboyant look in his eyes that didn't match his calm and mature image.

Wen Cheng could see clearly, the corners of his mouth raised even more.

Mu Qingyang is a real hooligan.

With Wencheng's black belt in judo, six strong men and Mu Qingyang holding an iron rod are not too troublesome. , Wen Cheng felt cramp in pain even laughing, let alone resisting.

Mu Qingyang didn't leave, and kept looking at Wencheng. The strong men looked at me and you didn't do anything. Mu Qingyang suddenly asked, "Where is your home?"

Wen Cheng seemed to still want to laugh, Mu Qingyang saw that Wen Cheng's smile with an unknown irony was not pleasing to the eye, squatted down next to Wen Cheng, and pressed his finger firmly on Wen Cheng's wound, "Don't Laugh and answer the question."

"...Qing'an...No. 117 Road...Tianyun Community...Building 702." Wen Cheng was so painful that it was hard to breathe, but the smile on his face that made Mu Qingyang uncomfortable was still strong, "Want to come?"

Mu Qingyang suddenly felt admiration for Wen Cheng.

It's all reduced to this point and still owes, isn't this looking for abuse?

"Send you home," Mu Qingyang said with a smile, exhaling a smoke ring at Wencheng, "after you were knocked out."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingyang simply stood up and turned around, leaving only a word for the strong men, "The key is in his pocket, just knock him out, and take it home after it's done."

Wen Cheng sneered, but the laughter behind him was stifled by the pain.

This is still a principled rogue.