cry of a butterfly

Sasha emerged from the pool under the moonlight, like a budding lotus.Stepping on the tiles of the swimming pool, the girl walked towards the man on the shore in a seductive posture of twisting her upper body.When the two were within walking distance, she lifted the bikini on her upper body, revealing a pair of round and straight breasts, and a confident smile appeared on her beautiful face, "MynameisTemptation."

"There is nothing more attractive to me than a beautiful naked body." Compo smiled slightly, leaned down to look at the girl's body carefully, and stroked it with his hands, "There is no need to hide the body with hypocrisy and cunning, it is just like the girl's body." The baby born is so flawless and great, free from the dirty traces of this world..."

The man's cold and pale fingers slid across her skin, but the girl was disappointed to find that although the other party's compliment was sincere, the end of her eyes seemed to penetrate her body and land elsewhere. The body that Bo tenderly touches does not belong to him, at least it should not be the touching between two men and women who have already been skin-to-skin.

"Everyone behaves like a courtier in front of me, only you are different." The girl was still trying to seduce the beautiful man in front of her, she swam back some distance, and smiled coquettishly at him, "Come on, get into the water Chasing me! I've heard that pool sex isn't fun."

"All the media have disclosed that the president's daughter will hold a charity dinner at this place tonight, and we will be thrown on the front page of the newspaper by paparazzi with ulterior motives." Standing up with a cane, the man shook his head, as if he didn't want to go into the water at all.

At first, accepting the courtship of a married man was just to "declare war" on her rigid and dignified father, but now the girl felt more and more that she was completely fascinated by him, and she cried out in frustration, "I thought There is love between us!"

"There's no love," Compa frowned slightly, and replied politely and decisively, "It was just an affair from the beginning."

"Well, I was fascinated by your charm, and I almost forgot about our agreement." Although the president's daughter is full of willfulness, she is undoubtedly a courageous and magnanimous girl. Out of the pool, wrapped in a bathrobe casually.She waved to a waiter who was walking towards her not far away, "Bring me the dress next to the dwarf fir tree," she looked back at Compo who was sitting with her back facing her, shrugged fearlessly and said , "I have to entertain those courtiers with a smiling face like a real princess!"

The man showed no sign of moving, he just said lightly, "I want to sit for a while."

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The president's daughter left, but the waiter who came alone did not.

"Even if it's a thousand meters away from you, I can still smell your unique body odor—" the man who had been turning his back to each other suddenly said, and then slowly turned around.Looking at the young man in a waiter's uniform in front of him, he closed his eyes and made a sniffing expression, and an extremely beautiful smile appeared on his slightly raised red lips, "That's like the nectar of lily of the valley, which has the power to make people easily A deadly aroma."

The fugitive police detective learned from the newspaper where the president's daughter would appear tonight, and decided to come here almost without thinking.Unable to go to the doctor with the risk of being caught, he used homemade iron pliers to remove the shrapnel stuck in the flesh, and used medical cotton thread and sewing needles stolen from the pharmacy to complete the emergency suture for himself.

The work was not beautiful, and the young man never suffered from pain. During the sewing process, he was sweating profusely, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Hijacking a driver with a pistol and rushing all the way to this place, Chu Hua quietly sneaked into the resort, knocked out a young waiter, and exchanged clothes with him.

The moment they looked at each other, Chu Hua was stunned.He was full of grievances and wanted to confide in this man, but the emotions aroused by this exchange of glances were like a fast-flowing river, drowning him all at once, and he couldn't speak anymore.

After quietly looking at each other for a moment, Compo smiled again and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

"I..." Reluctant to admit her mistake straight to the point, Chu Hua pursed her lips and said after a while, "I want to make sure that the gun I gave you last time didn't cause you much harm..."

"You see." Compa spread his hands towards the other party and nodded politely, "I'm fine."

With celebrities and beauties around, he certainly knows he's fine.This man was not enthusiastic about his appearance at all. At the blind spot where the other party's line of sight was delivered, Chu Hua felt that somewhere in his body was already torn apart by pain.But he immediately held on to his pride, and deliberately smiled lightly, "That's good."

"You are a well-known fugitive, and it is very likely that you will be shot dead on the spot if you appear here." The voice with no ups and downs and no emotion can judge, "You are willing to take such a risk to come here just to confirm I'm okay?"

"No, it's not just that..." The wound that had not been stitched up broke open again during the entanglement with the waiter, and a little blood stained his white shirt, "I'm sorry... I know about Marilyn and you Nothing to do..."

"I said you never need to say sorry to me." Before Chu Hua finished speaking, Compo interrupted him indifferently, "So if you came here to apologize, you can leave now .”

Chu Hua was stunned again, and Kang Bo actually wanted to drive him away!From the moment he decided to escape from the police station, he never stopped fantasizing about the scene of meeting this man again, the hot tears, the violent kisses, the explicit love words... even every time he wanted to close his eyes and fall down... At that time, it was these things that supported him to come here, but he never expected the ending to be like this.

Yes, at this moment, Chu Hua's thoughts were all hopeless, he knew that he was really abandoned.

The wound on the lower left abdomen oozes a bigger bloodstain, and the black dress can no longer cover it up. For this reason, Compo, who took his eyes off him, frowned unnoticed and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No, I'm fine..." A white mist appeared in front of his eyes, and Chu Hua's consciousness was a little blurred, but he still stubbornly refused to let the other party see him weeping weakly.He hurriedly turned his back, intending to walk away, "I'm leaving..."

When he turned around, the small bunch of lily-of-the-valleys stuck in his back pocket was exposed.

Compo immediately stepped forward leaning on his cane, and held the lily of the valley branch between his fingers before the other party took a step forward—the small bunch of flowers had withered, the white petals were listlessly wilted, and the edges were still Scars stained with rust.It was the trace of blood coagulation.

"You want to go, but you are a desperado, where can you go?" Although the tone of the voice still has no ups and downs, it sounds a lot softer, and there is a clear smile.

"I'll go where the hell I want to go, and do your shit!" I didn't hear the other party's teasing at all, and in frustration, I uttered evil words again, but the trembling shoulders revealed his heartache , "In short, I will disappear from your eyes immediately as you wish, and I will never drag you down—"

Before Chu Hua finished speaking, Compo hugged him from behind.Wrapping the slightly trembling guy in his arms, and burying his face interlaced with his neck, he asked softly next to his ear, "Why did you send me flowers?"

Excessive blood loss made his consciousness even more blurred. Chu Hua shook his body, trying to struggle to get out of the opponent's arms, but he couldn't exert any strength at all.Suddenly, as if time and space were reversed, he thought he had returned to the day when the two first met, his eyes moved forward blankly, and he muttered to himself, "This is... this is the first time we met, I have seen different people before. Missing your photo, I guessed that it was your favorite flower... I think how happy a person who has been imprisoned in loneliness and darkness for six years would be to receive a bouquet of flowers he likes..."

This little police detective who is clearly jealous of evil, but when facing the most heinous criminals, he never forgets to knock on the door latch and bring a beam of light to the other party.

"I'm not asking about the first time we met, I'm asking now...why did you send me flowers?"

"Why, why... why did I send you flowers? Why did I send flowers..." Qing Che's eyes were wide open, and Chu Hua repeated the other party's question in a daze, before answering after a while, "Those lovers... those People who love each other, don't they often send flowers to each other..."

"A person in love?" Compo turned Chu Hua around, looked into his eyes with that kind of tender and meaningful gaze, and asked slowly, "Are we...really?"

"If you still love me..." Chu Hua raised his face slightly, and the tears that had been suppressed at the bottom of his eyes fell down like this.He looked at the man in front of him with innocent eyes like a baby, and replied in the same serious tone, "Then, of course..."

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When lawyer Verhoeven walked into the door, Compo was leaning on the bed, while Chu Hua was sleeping in his arms.

The abdominal wound has been properly treated, and he could not close his eyes all night long, fearful, displaced, and finally found the most reassuring harbor.

Hearing the sound of someone entering the door, Compo planned to get up from the bed, but as soon as the body that was leaning on his seat moved, Chu Hua tightly gathered his arms around his waist.

Compo tried to pull out bit by bit, but it was obviously useless—even if he just moved lightly with extreme caution, the guy in his arms would tremble in shock, and then buried his head deeper into his arms, You have to squeeze your waist and fold your arms together.As if he was afraid that he would leave.

Even though he had fallen into a deep sleep, this guy's arms were still like two knives in a pair of pincers, and he refused to let go even a little bit.

He couldn't get up several times, so that finally he had to give up trying.

"I won't leave..." The slender fingers inserted into Chu Hua's hair, rubbed it gently a few times, and then moved the palm to caress the back of his neck and back... leaving a series of tremors from the other party's body responding to him .The trembling spread to his palm like a tiny electric current, and Compo bent down and kissed his lover's head lightly, and promised softly, "I've never left...I've always been here..."

Chu Portrait, who was clearly asleep, heard it, so he let go of the arm that was holding the opponent, rubbed his face against the opponent's waist, and found a position that allowed him to sleep more comfortably.

After comforting his lover, Compa came to Verhoeven's side leaning on a cane.The young lawyer respectfully called the other party "Boss", and turned his attention to the guy on the bed: he has become thinner in the past few days, but his soft black hair rests on his white forehead, and his long eyelashes tremble slightly. Childish.

"I have to say, this guy's ability to get up from adversity is simply amazing! Look at him now, as if he has never encountered any bad luck, as if all the haze can hardly stop in his heart!" This quiet, serene The innocent sleeping face also deeply infected Verhoeven, the lawyer who always had a hippie smile exhaled his praise in a slightly exaggerated but extremely sincere tone, "He is like flying from the swamp but not stained with mud Swans, like angels with gold rings on their heads, bathed in holy light, like—”

Chu Hua, who had been curled up and dreaming peacefully, suddenly turned over with a grunt, turned on his back, and stretched out his hands and feet out of the quilt.That appearance is not comparable to that of a swan or an angel. The most concise description should be that he is like a toad turning its belly.

"Uh... like... like..." Facing such an ugly sleeping position, even if he could speak eloquently like a lawyer, he couldn't use some beautiful words against his will.Verhoeven scratched his head and tried to hide his embarrassment, but Compo smiled without hesitation.

"Like a great baby," he said.