Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

Why?Is it because of this face?

Zhuo Yang, Zhuo Yang, are you trying to drive people crazy!It has nothing to do with some shitty good looks, and it has nothing to do with any damn guilt compensation!

If I have to give a reason, I can only blame you for pretending too well in the past. Unknowingly, your every bit, every word and deed can just fit into the dusty and barren place in my heart ,Strictly fit and ingenious, they fit together like specially-made matching gears, buckle together, and drive my mind and emotions to run, and I can't stop.

You obviously know everything, but you still say such things, trying to escape by pretending to be stupid, and resisting with words. Are you sure that I, as a "father", don't have the courage to really confess?What a cruel fox!

Yan Yaoqin's eyes were full of intense emotions that had no place to vent, wanting to be angry, violent, and coercive, but he couldn't put these thoughts on the quiet and silent young son on the opposite side. In the end, he could only Throwing away Zhuo Yang, all the indescribable emotions and desires in his heart were condensed into a heavy kiss, and he bullied him.

Zhuo Yang was caught off guard, and his whole body was pressed against the smooth and cold metal wall. As if he couldn't understand the sudden scene, he opened his eyes with all his strength, and his dark eyes almost glared out of water.

He didn't know what he was thinking or what to think, his mind went blank.The distance between the two people is so close, never before, the other's breath sprayed on the skin, crispy and itchy.

Yan Yaoqin's lips were hot, making his cheeks hot, while Yan Yaoqin's lips were cold, making his fingers numb.The soft touch came up, and a shuddering current spread from the place where the lips met, throughout the whole body, reaching the nerve endings.

Zhuo Yang felt that he had become a plate of food placed naked on a porcelain plate, ready to be sucked and tasted.His hands were tightly held by Yan Yaoqin, and his sides were separated and pressed against the wall.This posture is so strong that it is full of invasiveness, which makes people frightened, but also... a little exciting.

In fact, Zhuo Yang didn't resist at all, and he had already forgotten to resist.His breathing was rapid and heavy, his face was flushed, and he could clearly feel Yan Yaoqin's tongue biting his lips little by little, and then carefully touched his tightly closed jaw... …

what to do?What should I do at this time...

Like a sudden rainstorm on a summer afternoon, the kiss came without warning, but ended abruptly at the moment of climax.

Yan Yaoqin was awakened by what little reason he had left, and withdrew in time.He thought that Zhuo Yang would get angry, and he was even prepared for a slap and a punch, but nothing happened in the end.Zhuo Yang just stood still slowly, returning to the regular appearance when he first walked into the elevator, even his eyelids drooped at the same angle.His soul seems to be still trapped in a mysterious alien space, and he has not been able to find it.

The father and son were silent, and their breathing was restrained.The elevator was as quiet as if nothing had happened.

At the moment when the elevator door opened, Zhuo Yang suddenly rushed out and rushed out of the lobby in a blink of an eye.Yan Yaoqin was caught off guard, completely unexpected that the child would run away, so he quickly stretched out his hand, but only caught a little corner of the hem.

Yan Yaoqin panicked, the youngest son can't run violently, he followed behind and shouted recklessly: "Don't run Ayang, don't run!" But the people in front didn't seem to hear it, and their footsteps showed no sign of stopping.

"I won't chase you, isn't it okay if I don't chase you? Don't run!" Saying this, she couldn't control herself to stop, and didn't dare to stop.

The bodyguards guarding downstairs didn't know what happened, and they were a little confused.Zhuo Yang was thin and nimble, he got out of the crowd in a few strokes, walked quickly to the side of the street, reached out his hand to stop a passing taxi, bent down and got in.

Only one meter away, Yan Yaoqin failed to pull to the door, and watched the car sped away with blue-gray smoke.

The driver was engrossed in driving the car, and didn't notice the strangeness of the passenger, so he greeted with a smile on his face, "Where are you going, little brother?"

"Where are you going... Where are you going..." Zhuo Yang hadn't recovered from the running just now, he had difficulty breathing, and his speech was intermittent.He was very confused, he didn't know where he was going, he didn't know where he could go, he just patted the front seat anxiously, urging in a daze, "Drive forward, drive forward!"

The elevator was dedicated to the top floor, without any monitoring equipment installed, so what happened in the elevator will become a shared secret between him and Yan Yaoqin, so there is no need to worry about a third person knowing.

But the reason why he escaped was not because of Yan Yaoqin's kiss, nor because he knew the other party's unethical feelings, but because of another unspeakable secret, a secret that only he knew!

Just now, when Yan Yaoqin kissed him, an unknown change quietly took place in his body.Some private parts, some parts that he failed to arouse after trying various methods, swelled uncontrollably under Yan Yaoqin's brief kiss.

The immature body is awakened, the most primitive desires of human beings are awakened, perhaps, together with some unbearable emotions, they are also awakened together.

Whether it is Zhuo Yang or Yan Yusi, that man is his justifiable father. As a son, how can he have such an unbearable affection for his father!So he himself is the root of all evil, the greatest evil.Even if no one knows this secret forever, it is enough to make him die of shame and indignation.

He can't face himself like this!

Gradually, Zhuo Yang heard his breathing getting heavier and heavier, as if a valve had been installed in the trachea, he could only exhale outwards, but could not inhale freely.

The aftereffects of strenuous exercise are weakness of limbs, buzzing in the ears, and the chest seems to be on fire, almost bursting.

Soon, the dull feeling of suffocation and lack of oxygen occupied his brain, so tired.My mind was in chaos, my eyes were open, but I couldn't see anything, and everything was white.He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only use his hands to grab his chest in vain to relieve the pain in his heart.The blood and cells that provide thinking are like the blades of a fan that has been cut off, it slows down a little bit, stagnates a little bit, and finally stops moving at all.

He felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have run out so recklessly. If he lost his life, wouldn't it be a joke?Still a shameful joke.

Zhuo Yang didn't realize at all that in such an urgent situation, he still had extra thoughts to make fun of himself.I don't know since when, his subconscious has been filled with a certain certainty and trust, and he feels that no matter how willful, reckless, or troublesome, nothing will happen, because... there is that person...

The driver drove all the way for a long time, but still didn't receive any instructions, so he couldn't help turning around and asking, "What's up, brother, I'm about to hand over the shift soon, please give me an address quickly, otherwise everyone will be in trouble if you go around!"

Unexpectedly, when he saw it, he was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his seat.The young guest was lying on the seat, clutching his chest with his hands, gasping for breath with his mouth wide open, his head and neck drooping weakly, his face flushed red.

He stammered and exclaimed: "What are you doing! Hey little brother, are you sick? Should I send you to the hospital, or call the police first?"

He kept asking questions like a cannonball, but couldn't get a single answer.

At this juncture, three black cars came up quickly, two outflanked the front and back, and the other circled to the right, forcing the taxi to the side of the road.

The driver didn't understand why, thinking that he had run into a gangster in broad daylight, he was so scared that he immediately pulled over and stopped, then staggered down with his hands raised high, crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, and didn't even dare to close the door.

Yan Yaoqin knew something had happened when he saw that there was no movement in the back seat.Not caring much, he was the first to rush up to open the car door, and saw Zhuo Yang collapsed on the seat, his eyes closed tightly in pain, his body was tangled up, and his hair was already wet with sweat.

Fortunately, he always carried medicine in his car, so he quickly let his son swallow it and sprayed it twice, but he didn't see the expected effect.The ambulance couldn't arrive in time, and if he couldn't breathe anymore, the most terrible consequence would be heart and lung failure, or even death... Yan Yaoqin didn't dare to think about it any more, just the slightest thought of this thought was enough to scare him into despair .

His expression was serious and calm, and he skillfully manipulated the rescue methods, but his heart was tremblingly praying, whether it is God, Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, whatever it is, I beg you, make sure that Ayang is okay, must be fine, I am willing to pay any price!

Knowing that the bronchodilators should not be used in excess, but the situation was urgent and he didn't have time to think too much, so he sprayed a few more times in succession, Zhuo Yang finally calmed down and resumed his breathing.

Yan Yaoqin held his son tightly in his arms, as if afraid of being taken away by someone.He had never been so afraid before. For a moment, he was full of fear and thought, if something really happened to his son, then he would be the murderer.

In the past, there was no Zhuo Yang in his world. At that time, he thought that he was great and powerful, and could easily dominate everyone and things around him, and he was happy and satisfied with it.Later, when Zhuo Yang came, he gradually realized that everything he once owned was worthless.The happiness he thought was not real happiness, and the satisfaction he thought was not worthy of satisfaction. Even the love he thought was righteous and thin could not be called love.

That young man named Zhuo Yang brought him a whole new world. He saw himself, not Mr. Yan or Boss Yan, but an ordinary man named Yan Yaoqin, with desires, regrets, timidity, and cowardice.If Zhuo Yang disappeared at this moment, then Yan Yaoqin would also cease to exist.

In just a short moment, he has experienced a reincarnation from heaven to hell and then to the world.

The medicine relieved the spasm of the trachea, and finally enough oxygen was injected into the lungs. Zhuo Yang relied on his body instinct to breathe greedily, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes.

Even if he didn't look, he knew who was holding him.This hug is very warm and safe.His tense body gradually relaxed, and now he could finally sleep peacefully.

The last feeling left in his consciousness was Yan Yaoqin's big hand gently massaging his back, and the continuous trembling of his palm.

At this moment, for the two people, it has long been impossible to tell who is the salvation and who is the reliance.