Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

"Feng? Are you really going to Brazil?"

Standing at the street entrance of the red light district, Hong Jian, wearing black short sleeves, led a few bodyguards to block Feng Bai, who had just come out of the restaurant after dinner, on the street.

Hong Jian is taller than Feng Bai, and his body is also a bit stronger than Feng Bai's. A pair of pitch-black eyes looked straight at Feng Bai. Because of his anger, his expression looked a little ferocious. Those who didn't know would think he was an adult. Bully another minor with red lips and white teeth.

Han Sen found out about Nietzsche some time ago. Han Sen planned to take Feng Bai to Brazil to repair Nietzsche severely, and then bring back that vicious Nietzsche Lutheran.

Hong Jian didn't know where he got the news that Feng Bai was going to Brazil, but he thought that Feng Bai would go to Brazil and never come back.

In the evening, he led someone to find Feng Bai who was having a good time in the red light district, and then he brought a few men to stand on the street and stopped Feng Bai.

Feng Bai had a cigarette in his mouth, raised his handsome cheeks, and shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "Yes, little bitch, Master Bai, I'm going to Brazil and never come back, what's the matter, you still want to follow me ?~”

Feng Bai tugged at his lips, and raised his palm to look at his slender fingers, which was wearing a beautiful platinum ring.

Hong Jian looked at Feng Bai angrily, stretched out his hand to grab Feng Bai's slender wrist, pulled Feng Bai and walked towards the alley, then ruthlessly pressed Feng Bai against the wall, pressing Feng Bai with both hands Thin shoulders, "Feng Bai, tell the truth, do you just want to follow Han Sen so desperately?!"

Feng Bai jumped and slender eyebrows,

"It was originally, I planned to follow Brother Han~"

Having been with Han Sen for so many years, Han Sen is the only person Feng Bai trusts. Apart from Han Sen, Feng Bai doesn't know who else he can trust.

Hong Jian laughed mockingly,

"Then how do you plan to explain how I've been with you for so many years?!"

"Oh? I don't know what I did to you, all I know is that you are still very comfortable~"

Feng Bai looked at Hong Jian shamelessly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the broken hair dyed wine red fell on his forehead, looking extremely beautiful.

Hong Jian's expression turned gloomy in an instant, he gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Bai's hippie smile, "Feng Bai, I've been oppressed by you like a woman these past few years, do you really think you didn't do anything to me?"

Feng Baimian shook Hong Jian's palm expressionlessly,

"Fuck you! Hong Jian, you follow me yourself, begging me to fuck you, why don't you know how grateful I am for all these years, and you still want me to be responsible? ~ Let me tell you Hong Jian, I, Feng Bai, don't like to be responsible. Those who are responsible, don’t lie to me with shit like responsibilities and feelings! Do you think I’m Brother Han? I’ll be guarding myself for the rest of my life?”

After finishing speaking, Feng Bai stretched out his hand and pushed Hong Jian away violently, stretched out his hand to tidy up the water-pink shirt he was wearing, and raised his eyebrows, "Master, where I go is none of your business, you are the one to blame." Stick to me yourself! Now, Grandpa Bai, I'm going to find some girls to play with, so you'd better not follow me. "

After speaking, Feng Bai turned around and was about to leave.

He and Hong Jian didn't know what was going on.

Feng Bai only knew that he had been entangled with Hong Jian for seven or eight years in the blink of an eye, and Hong Jian refused to let go no matter what.

Feng Bai felt that he was actually not the type that homosexuals like, Feng Bai knew that he was pretty girly, and homosexuals like the type that looks very manly.

But Hong Jian didn't know what aspect of him he was interested in, Feng Bai always felt that he was obviously a scumbag.

Hong Jian, who is not bad looking and has a good personality, is actually very attractive.

But Feng Bai knows that women like him very much, so Feng Bai mostly sleeps with women, anyway, there is no difference in physical pleasure, if he has sex with anyone, isn't it all the same?

Feng Bai only knew that he really admired Han Sen before, but Nietzsche was the reason why he never dared to express his affection for Han Sen again - Feng Bai was really afraid of Nietzsche, not fake.

From then on, Feng Bai felt that he was a heartless person, whoever he was with, whoever he slept with was not sex, he was a person who had no integrity, and talked about shitty relationships.

So I don't want to dump Hong Jian anymore.

What puzzles Feng Bai the most is that Hong Jian's family is not gay at all!

"Abai,"

When Feng Bai turned around, Hong Jian suddenly grabbed Feng Bai's palm, and his voice became very low.

Hong Jian is actually quite lively. Although he is a rich second generation who likes to pretend, he has always been a very active type and rarely talks like this.

Feng Bai turned his head, and suddenly saw neon lights falling on Hong Jian's cheeks.

In the flickering lights, Hong Jian's eyes shone brightly.

"Are you really going to do this to me?"

Hong Jian's voice was that kind of indescribable feeling.

Feng Bai shook off Hong Jian's palm irritably, and said annoyedly:

"Hong Jian, can I tell you not to be so stubborn? You are a son of a rich family with a bright future, why do you want to pester a scum like me?

How did I pick you to like?Please tell me, can I change it? ! "

Feng Bai really couldn't understand why Hong Jian's affection for him was?

Hong Jian looked down at the palm of his hand that was thrown away, pursed his lips, and said in a deep voice, "I used to always think that I could keep you."

Feng Bai frowned delicately and stood there without speaking.Hong Jian also fell silent, Feng Bai turned around and left.

Hong Jian stood in the dark alley, looking straight at Feng Bai's slender back.

Hong Jian turned around abruptly and punched the wall hard.

"Good evening, Mr. Feng!"

In the red-light district of downtown Rome, there is a very famous club. The women in it are all Caucasian women from Russia. Russian women have charming faces and hot bodies, especially their slender legs. They are famous all over the world. These Russian women who accompany guests are affectionately called the "Russian Women's Army".

This club is Feng Bai's favorite, every time he is in a good mood or bad, he will come here to find a Russian beauty to have fun.

Originally, Feng Bai planned to do hair and buy clothes tonight, but after meeting Hong Jian, Feng Bai drove directly to this club, got out of the car, opened the door and walked in.

The proprietress and Feng Bai are already acquaintances, seeing the regular customers coming, the proprietress warmly greeted Feng Bai, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, should we order Sharapova?"

Sharapova is the red card here, and her personality is very lively, cheerful, understanding, and she can do whatever she wants on the bed.

Feng Bai likes her very much, every time he comes here, Feng Bai will go to bed with Sharapova and spend the spring night together.

If Han Sen has always lived a conservative family life, always guarding Nietzsche Lutheran alone, then Feng Bai has been living a life of wandering around and playing around in the world.

Feng Bai, Han Sen and Shen Zui all have completely different living habits.

Among them, Han Sen is the most conservative and traditional;

Indulge in romance, thoughtfulness and dedication;

Feng Bai is a complete playboy.

"Okay, call Sawa~"

Feng Bai reached out and turned the ruby ​​earring on his left ear, his expression was always gloomy, not as happy as usual.

"Mr. Feng~"

Not a while after the proprietress entered, Sharapova came out with a smile on her face, with radiant makeup on her face, wearing a sexy short skirt with hips, and hugged Feng Bai in her arms.

Russian women are all tall, and wearing high heels is even more incredible.

"Come out with me, tonight."

Feng Bai put his arm around Sharapova's slender waist.

Sharapova nodded with a smile, bent down and kissed Feng Bai's cheek, "Okay, Mr. Feng~"

Feng Bai hummed, took Sharapova out and got into the car, then drove to the hotel.

After entering the hotel, Feng Bai didn't even take a shower, turned around and pressed Sharapova on the bed, pulled off his underpants, separated his legs, and thrust in.

Sharapova closed her eyes, and out of professional habits, she began to call out skillfully.

Feng Bai frowned, then turned Sharapova over again, facing the back, and pushed in abruptly.

Feng Bai hasn't walked through a woman's back door for a long time. He imagined that the moment he entered, he found himself caught there. As a result, Sharapova's back was unspeakably loose, and Feng Bai walked in easily. .

Feng Bai closed his eyes, moved a few times, and then simply pulled out, but in the end he didn't move, and the woman under him was still screaming.

Feng Bai pinched his temples annoyedly, and pushed Sharapova:

"You go. I have already paid the money to the proprietress."

Sharapova got up and left in silence, she also knew in her heart that Feng Bai was not in the mood just now.

With a sound of "Bang...", Sharapova went out, and closed the door suddenly, as if she was a little displeased.

Feng Bai turned over and slammed the bed below him hard.

Close your eyes, your mind is full of Hong Jian's face before.

And when I was with that woman just now, I felt that it was too different from when I fucked Hong Jian.

Feng Bai really hates setbacks in this kind of thing.

"Bang bang...!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

Feng Bai buried his head in the quilt, and roared in displeasure:

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open and someone walked in.

Feng Bai said sullenly:

"Why come back, I have already given the money to the proprietress."

After saying this, Feng Bai felt that everything was so boring.

But there was no sound behind him, Feng Bai turned his head, and suddenly saw Hong Jian standing beside his bed, black broken hair falling down, covering his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

"Hong Jian, you actually followed me?"

Feng Bai looked at Hong Jian displeased.

Hong Jian took off his clothes without saying a word, and then walked in front of Feng Bai.

Feng Bai swallowed, and finally stretched out his hand, dragging Hong Jian onto the bed.

Hong Jian lay face down on the bed, Feng Bai quickly pressed on Hong Jian's back, "You asked for this, don't blame me."

Hong Jian shook his head,

"I don't blame you, let's treat it as the last time. Ah Bai, I really won't pester you from now on... um..."

Before Hong Jian could finish speaking, Feng Bai was already facing Hong Jian's bottom, pushing in hard.

Feng Bai and many people have done this kind of thing, but Hong Jian is the one who fits best.

This made Feng Bai feel very helpless, because he is a person who pays great attention to sensual enjoyment.

Hong Jian endured Feng Bai's movements and pressed his lips tightly.

In fact, Feng Bai's body looks like a tall girl, the weight of the body has no effect on Hong Jian, the main reason is that although Feng Bai is slender and small, he grows very big there, making Hong Jian have to grit his teeth every time to get over it.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just come here and give me a fuck."

Feng Bai pinched Hong Jian's waist and pushed forward forcefully.

Hong Jian grabbed the bed sheet with his fingers, snorted muffledly, and said:

"Ah Bai, I really won't bother you in the future. I think what you said is right. It's time for me to go home and get married."

Feng Bai was stunned for a moment, and then slammed Hong Jian's body fiercely like a madman, almost swollen Hong Jian's body, but the Hong family still endured it without saying a word.

After it was over, Feng Bai violently pulled himself out of Hong Jian's body, then turned his back to Hong Jian, closed his eyes, and said coldly: "I've had enough fun, you can go."

Hong Jian stood up silently, cleaned up with toilet paper, put on his own clothes, opened the door and left.