President of Zhuma PK

Song Ci stared at the two people kissing fiercely not far away for a while, then withdrew his hand on the doorknob, sat up straight, and said, "Master, go to Jinxiu Villa in the eastern suburbs."

The taxi driver gave him a strange look, but he couldn't ask any questions, so he answered "OK" and started the car.

Song Ci sat quietly.

No one knew how much pain he had now, heart-piercing was not enough to describe.

He wished he could die immediately.

All the struggle and hard work was meaningless.

There is no point in living.

Tears stay silently.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing out loud.

The laughter grew louder, echoing in the narrow compartment.

The driver was startled. Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw Song Ci laughing out loud with tears all over his face, like a madman, very scary. He asked tremblingly, "Are... are you okay?"

Song Ci wiped his tears and said, "I'm fine, I just feel so happy."

He was really happy, he finally didn't have to struggle to live, he didn't have to be tortured by fate anymore, he could finally die without worries, anyway, this world was meaningless to him.

The driver saw that he really didn't look happy, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just drove the car very fast, hoping to send this weird passenger to his destination as soon as possible.

Song Ci gradually calmed down.

No more crying, no more laughing.

Suddenly remembered something, Song Ci took out his cell phone to make a call.

The phone was connected quickly, and he said lightly, "Hello."

Qin Song was driving towards the Jintai community, and Song Ci's call surprised him. He hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, pressed the button to answer, and said angrily, "If you are caught by me fucking with your old friend, I will ..."

The ruthless words had just been put in the middle, but they were cut off by Song Ci lightly: "I don't feel well, so I went home first, and I'm in a taxi now."

"Go home?" Qin Song was a little confused, "Our home?"

"……Um."

"I thought..." Qin Song suddenly stopped, and then said in a soft voice: "What's wrong? Do you want Xu Dongqing to come and see?"

"No, I'm much better now." Song Ci said, "I'll wait for you at home."

--I'll wait for you at home.

In a word, all the previous anger and grievances disappeared.

Qin Song cursed secretly: Qin Song, you are so fucking cheap!

"Okay, I'm on my way home too." Qin Song turned the car around and started on the road again.

Song Ci said, "See you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci smiled sadly at his blurred shadow on the car window, and said softly, "Song Ci, go to hell."

Song Ci and Qin Song are almost at home.

As soon as Qin Song entered the door, he asked, "Where is Song Ci?"

The servant said: "I just came back and went upstairs."

Qin Song said: "Without my permission, no one can go upstairs."

After speaking, he strode upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, there was no Song Ci in the room.

Just as he was about to go to Song Ci's room, he suddenly heard the sound of water. When he walked to the door of the bathroom, the sound of water was very clear. Qin Song wanted to go in, but he had already grasped the doorknob, but he stopped abruptly, hesitated for a moment, and finally closed it. back.

Qin Song took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and let out a sigh of relief.

He walked to the bedside, picked up the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, and walked to the French window, smoking a cigarette while looking at the dark yard, thinking wildly, but he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Song Ci came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe. When he saw Qin Song standing by the window, he walked towards him and said, "You're back."

"Well." Qin Song took two puffs of the cigarette, put out the cigarette butt, and said reproachfully, "Why did you run back by yourself? Wait for me for a while."

Song Ci didn't answer his words, raised his hand to take off the tie that was hanging loosely around his neck, and then came to unbutton his shirt, his cool fingertips touched his fiery chest from time to time, making the heart in his chest The heart is instantly disturbed.

Qin Song was very confused, he grabbed Song Ci's hand suddenly, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Ci raised his head to meet his perplexed eyes, but didn't speak. He was silent for a moment, and suddenly he leaned over and kissed Qin Song's lips.

Qin Song was completely dumbfounded.

Is he drunk, or is Song Ci drunk?But when I ate before, I obviously didn't drink alcohol.

Or is this just a dream?But the touch on the lips is so real, so good.

Qin Song restrained his urge to want more, held Song Ci's shoulder and pushed him away, stared at him deeply, and asked, "Who am I?"

Song Ci looked at him calmly, and answered softly, "Qin Song."

Qin Song asked again: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Song Ci said, "I know."

Qin Song asked: "Why do you want to do this?"

Qin Song felt that he was a big fool. He had been longing for Song Ci for several years, but now Song Ci took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, but he was asking why.

But he had to ask, because Song Ci was so abnormal.

Song Ci didn't speak, and quietly reached out to untie his belt. Qin Song wanted to stop him, but his mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak.

The belt was pulled out and thrown to the ground, the buttons were unbuttoned, and the trousers slid against the skin and fell to the ankle.

Song Ci untied the belt of the bathrobe tied around his waist, opened the bathrobe, revealing a naked white body, then pressed into Qin Song's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and said, "Don't you want me?"

Of course Qin Song wants to, even in his dreams!

Song Ci has reached this point, if he doesn't act, then he is not a man.

Qin Song hugged Song Ci violently and fell into the bed together.

He pressed on Song Ci, looked at him with deep eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "You took the initiative to seduce me, you can't hate me."

Song Ci said, "I don't hate you."

I don't hate anyone, I don't have the energy to hate.

Qin Song bowed his head, kissed him tenderly, and kept whispering: "Song Ci, I love you, I love you..."

Song Ci accepted his kiss with his eyes closed, but what appeared in his mind was the picture of kissing Li Fan. How happy he was before, how painful it is now. Suddenly, the scene of Li Fan and Huang Dongxu kissing again appeared in Song Ci's mind. Ci wanted to drive them out, and immediately kissed Qin Song back fiercely.

Qin Song was aroused by his chaotic kisses, and the tide of emotion immediately became more and more violent, his lower body was so hard that it hurt, he didn't want to wait any longer, he simply lubricated with saliva, and put Song Ci's legs on the ground. On his shoulders, he supported a giant object as hard as iron against the tightly closed hole.

Qin Song was about to go in, but Song Ci backed away abruptly, Qin Song thought he was afraid of pain, so he bent down to kiss him, comforting him with a hoarse and gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, I will be careful and won't hurt you. "

Song Ci trembled.

He still can't do it after all.

Although Li Fan is no longer his, he still belongs to Li Fan. His heart and body belong to Li Fan and cannot be given to others.

Tears rushed out, Song Ci covered his face, weeping and said: "I can't do it, Qin Song, I'm sorry, I can't do it...can we not do it? I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, forgive me..."

Qin Song got off him in a hurry, hugged his cold body into his arms, and said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, don't do it, don't cry, be good, don't cry..."

Song Ci cried even harder, saying "I'm sorry" over and over again.

Qin Song didn't blame him, and he didn't feel disappointed. He seemed to have expected such an ending, and even felt lucky for no reason, and he didn't know what he was lucky about.

Song Ci dried up her tears and fell asleep in his arms.

Song Ci's hand was still tightly around his waist, this was the first time he hugged him so hard, it made Qin Song feel happier than making love, he thought, if Song Ci could hold him like this all the time , even if he masturbates himself for the rest of his life, he is willing.

Qin Song kissed away the remaining tears from the corners of Song Ci's eyes, embraced his beloved, and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, no one mentioned the inexplicable beginning and inexplicable ending last night.

After breakfast, Qin Song sent Song Ci to school as usual.

Qin Song asked: "Do you want to go to the Maldives to relax on the weekend?"

Song Ci said: "The college entrance examination is coming soon, I have to concentrate on my studies."

Qin Song was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't want you to go to university in China, go abroad to study, the United States, Britain, France, you can go anywhere you want."

Song Ci had indeed dreamed of studying abroad.

But now, he doesn't want to go anywhere, he wants to stay where there is Li Fan, and after he dies and becomes a ghost, he can still see Li Fan.

Song Ci said, "I don't want to go abroad."

Qin Song didn't try to persuade him, just asked: "Then what university do you want to study? B City Film Academy?"

B City Film Academy is the best acting school in the country, and many well-known actors have come out of this school.

Song Ci said, "I want to quit the entertainment industry."

Qin Song laughed and said, "That's great, in fact, I don't want you to act for a long time."

He wanted to hide Song Ci so that no one could see it.

At school, before getting off the car, Song Ci suddenly said, "Qin Song, thank you...I'm sorry."

Before Qin Song could speak, Song Ci pushed him out of the car, closed the door, and left without looking back.

Looking at Song Ci's back, Qin Song felt a strange feeling in his heart.

From yesterday to now, Song Ci is really weird.

Something must have happened.

Qin Song took out his mobile phone and made a call: "From today on, follow Song Ci and keep an eye on him. No matter where he goes, who he meets, who he does and what he does, he must report to me one by one."

Song Ci still went to class as usual.

During the lunch break, he said to Dong Baichuan: "Come out with me."

Dong Baichuan didn't ask anything, put down his pen and followed Song Ci out of the classroom, until he came to the empty football field.

Song Ci stopped and turned around, and said directly: "You said before that there are still two batches of goods that have not been sold, are they still there?"

Dong Baichuan frowned, "Why are you asking about this?"

Song Ci said: "I bought all the white powder in your hand."

Dong Baichuan frowned even deeper, looked at him fixedly, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you buying white powder?"

Song Ci said: "Don't ask so many questions, just ask whether it will be sold or not."

Dong Baichuan said: "If you don't make it clear, I will never sell it to you."

Song Ci said: "If you don't sell it, I'll find someone else to buy it."

Raise your legs and leave.

Dong Baichuan hastily grabbed him.

Dong Baichuan knew better than anyone how terrifying those drug dealers were, and he couldn't let Song Ci get in touch with them.

Dong Baichuan said, "Okay, I'll sell it to you."