It's hard to get out of the vortex of love

While Wan Sijun was talking to Li Qiumei, Yetu, who was getting weaker and weaker, couldn't support the weight of his body with his hands, and there was a heavy "bang", and he fell to the ground.

Wan Sijun's heart sank suddenly, and he shouted at Li Qiumei: "What did you do to him?" Then he turned his head and called Axing.

Hearing the shout, Ah Xing looked at Li Qiumei tremblingly, then at Wan Sijun, and said with a mournful face, "Brother Wan, I'm afraid!"

Ah Xing was unreliable at all, and Wan Sijun dragged Yetu to the car door with great difficulty, trying to make him sit against the wall.

Although Yetu lost consciousness, his brain was still awake. Wan Sijun and Yetu could hear the words clearly. When Wan Sijun helped him up his upper body, he saw a tattoo on the hand of the person he loved so much. The ring, the ring pattern is the unique pattern representing the "hell demon" that many people in the J area fear - poisonous snakes and blood, any fool can see the meaning of the ring on his hand.

"Li Zan forced you, didn't you?" Yetu raised his head vigorously, staring at Wan Sijun and gnashing his teeth.

Only his head can move, his voice is not loud, and he doesn't have the usual momentum, but Wan Sijun can feel the anger in his heart.

Li Qiumei stepped on Yetu's ankle, making it impossible for Wan Sijun to drag her. She smiled and said to Yetu: "Your one-billion-dollar baby has already been labeled as my godfather. You got a second-hand product."

Wan Sijun didn't care about answering Yetu's question, he put him on the ground and lay flat, pushed away Li Qiumei's foot that was stepping on Yetu's ankle and said:

"The words that come out of your mouth really can't treat you as a child. He was injected with anesthesia by you, right?"

He could tell that Jetu had lost consciousness.

Li Qiumei fiddled with the dagger and said, "Brother Wan, I hate that you treat me like a child. Let me tell you, he has been poisoned by my godfather's unique anesthetic. As long as he is stabbed once, his body will immediately lose consciousness for four or five hours. Only the brain is awake, chopping off his hands and feet, gutting him without pain, but the brain is awake and seeing everything. I really like seeing the fear in their eyes and the wonderful look on their faces, it's very interesting."

Wan Sijun felt a headache when he heard Li Qiumei's words. He heard Yetu's weak voice calling himself with all his strength. He thought it was Yetu who was still waiting for his answer, so he said:

"Don't worry about getting angry. I'll explain to you when I get back. Li Zan is very polite to me. There is nothing between me and him."

"Sleeping in bed every day can be innocent? My godfather is not impotent." Li Qiumei said.

Yetu believed Wan Sijun's words, his eyes sparkled with joy, and he said, "Come here, I have a secret to tell you."

Wan Sijun pointed at Li Qiumei and said harshly: "Don't sneak attack, or I will ask your godfather to beat you up."

He lifted Yetu's upper body, put his ear close to his mouth, Yetu whispered a few words to him, and then deliberately stuck out his tongue and licked the pinna of his ear, making his face flushed, "You...you want to ask for a beating, don't you? "

"You can hit me if you want to, maybe you won't have a chance to hit me in the future." Yetu said weakly.

"If I have the chance to hit you, I won't kill you." Li Qiumei squatted down and slowly slashed up Yetu's trouser legs with a dagger, "I just want to take something from you and go back to honor my godfather. He I will definitely be happy to see it, not only did I avenge him, but I also protected his little boy’s chastity.”

When Li Qiumei squatted down, Wan Sijun put Yetu on the ground and lay flat on the ground. He had already guessed Li Qiumei's intention, so he straddled Yetu's lower body to protect his vital parts, and grabbed Li Qiumei's dagger-holding wrist with one hand. He lifted his chin with one hand and said softly: "Look into my eyes and tell me, aren't you really jealous for me in everything you do?"

Li Qiumei faded away his arrogant and complacent face, and looked a little flustered, his eyes flicked left and right, not daring to look into Wan Sijun's eyes.

"You are my godfather's man, and I won't hit your mind."

"Is it comfortable to pillow on my thigh?" Wan Sijun asked.

"It's comfortable, I really want to sleep on Brother Wan's thigh for the rest of my life."

"No one has ever put a pillow on my lap, no one has ever pointed a gun at me, you are the first."

Li Qiumei suddenly looked at Wan Sijun and started laughing, and clasped Wan Sijun's wrists with his left hand calmly, and took the dagger in his right hand to shave Yetu's leg hair, and slowly moved upwards.

"If Brother Wan is not a godfather, it will definitely work for me to use a beauty trick. Get out of the way, I don't want you to see a bloody scene."

Wan Sijun was stunned for a moment, and then clamped the boy's right forearm with his legs: "If I don't get out of the way, what will you do?"

Li Qiumei looked at the leg that clamped her arm and said: "I am not willing to do anything to Brother Wan, and I dare not do anything to Brother Wan. Your legs are long and straight, and they are the most beautiful legs I have ever seen. It must be wonderful on the waist, I really want to hide you."

Wan Sijun was so ashamed by the young man's words that his face turned red, and he forced himself to calmly speak provocative words to Li Qiumei: "Little pervert, I knew you were lustful but not courageous, and you only dared to talk about it when your godfather was away. Have a good time, try your best to get my attention, and also use the name of a filial son to cover up your dirty little thoughts about me in front of your godfather."

Li Qiumei was furious. He grabbed Wan Sijun's left hand and pulled it to the side. The hand clamped by the long legs cooperated with a violent lift. Wan Sijun was overturned to the ground, and he bullied himself onto Wan Sijun. Sitting down, he slapped his face with a dagger and said viciously:

"Wan Sijun, you are a treasure to my godfather. In my opinion, you are no different from a bitch who is ridden by thousands of people. I respect my godfather, so I won't touch you, but it doesn't mean I don't dare to kill you, at worst, I'll spend my life with me, and it's worth dying with a handsome man like you."

Li Qiumei looked at her watch and continued: "Don't disturb my work, I will play with you after I cut off Yetu's dick. Don't worry, I won't die. I have magic medicine on me. No matter how serious the wound is, use it My medicine will be fine as soon as I apply it."

"As expected of Li Zan's godson, he will definitely be better than your godfather in the future," Yetu said with a smile, "I'm talking about perverts."

Li Qiumei said coldly: "You won't be able to laugh soon." He wanted to get up while talking.

Wan Sijun grabbed Li Qiumei's trousers and said, "Put your magic medicine here, and I'll rub it on him later."

Li Qiumei looked at the palms holding her trousers and said absentmindedly: "Brother Wan, why am I so full of imagination?"

"Why do I have wild imaginations?" Wan Sijun stared and smiled lightly: "Stinky boy! Is your hair all grown?"

Yetu laughed lightly when he heard this, because he said this when he first met Sijun.

Li Qiumei shouted at Yetu: "What are you laughing at?" Then she said to Wan Sijun: "Don't you know if you look at it?" As he spoke, he dragged Wan Sijun up and went to the bathroom, dragging Wan Sijun all the way He staggered and staggered, Ah Xing watched them coming and kept his head down to avoid them.

Yetu looked at the two people who were going to the bathroom, and said softly, "It's really an elbow turning out, thanks to my strong heart."

Entering the bathroom, taking advantage of Li Qiumei's time to lock the door, Wan Sijun hugged him tightly, together with his two hands, so that he could not give himself an anesthetic injection.

"Please, please stop making trouble, okay?"

Li Qiumei was stunned for a moment and said: "Brother Wan thinks I'm joking? I never joke, the worst is to ask my godfather for guilt. It's useless for you to say anything now." As he spoke, he broke free from Wan Sijun and pushed him to sit on the seat. The toilet seat was closed, and he untied the top of his jeans urgently.

Instead, Wan Sijun was not in a hurry, and leaned back against the toilet tank calmly: "If I didn't want to make peace, you wouldn't be able to go back alive today, and your godfather's one billion yuan would be a duck to his mouth."

Li Qiumei stopped unbuttoning her pants and looked at Wan Sijun: "What do you mean?"

"Haven't you figured it out yet? Yetu missed your anesthetic."

"Impossible!" Li Qiumei's eyes widened in astonishment, and he said so, recalling Yetu's calm and composed performance, he believed it was true.

"You! Keep your temper in check, harming others will eventually harm you. If you don't change your temper, as long as you break away from your godfather's protection, it will be very dangerous. If you hadn't bumped into me today, you would be dead. How are you going to thank me?" Wan Sijun asked with a smile afterward.

"Would you like to promise Brother Wan with your body?" Li Qiumei also smiled, "I will serve you on the saddle, and I can learn more from you. My godfather will definitely not object."

"I don't want to keep around someone who is staring at me like a tiger."

"If you don't want me to promise you with your body, then I have nothing valuable."

"Show me your magical medicine."

Li Qiumei took out a small bottle from her trouser pocket and gave it to Wan Sijun.

Wan Sijun poured out some light yellow medicinal powder from the bottle and smelled it in his palm, there was a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Is this medicine really as miraculous as you said?" Wan Sijun asked.

Li Qiumei said: "This is a life-saving medicine made by our herbal doctor. It was improved by my godfather and turned into a magic medicine that can be carried around. You also know that in mountainous areas, medical conditions are limited, and there are many People are engaged in the work of licking blood, and this medicine has become a life-saving medicine."

"Only your godfather can make it?"

"Of course!"

"Does your godfather make any other medicine?"

Li Qiumei looked at Wan Sijun and laughed: "It would be better for Brother Wan to ask my godfather himself, he was originally a very good doctor."

When Wan Sijun and Li Qiumei opened the door of the bathroom, Yetu, who was full of gloomy face and red eyes, was standing at the door. He lifted Li Qiumei out of the bathroom, and then stepped inside and locked the door behind him.

"Don't tell me anything, give me some comfort, or I'm going to go crazy." He hugged Wan Sijun tightly, forcing him to raise his head to meet his kiss.

He looked crazy and kissed tenderly.

Feeling the crazy and gentle man in front of him, Wan Sijun had mixed feelings in his heart, and his rationality told him to refuse and resist, but his fanatical emotions could not help but sink.

He closed his eyes, neither refusing nor pandering, allowing the other party to take whatever he wanted, until the other party's hand guided his hand to hold a hard and hot object, then he suddenly woke up and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't pull it away no matter what. Open, want to talk but can't, the other party's kiss is too warm and deep.My hand was inevitably driven by the opponent, dancing around that hard and hot guy...