Reason is still chaotic

Duan Zhicheng walked up to the second floor under the guidance of his servants, and when he opened the door and entered the bedroom alone, he suddenly felt a feeling of "sneaking in".

Shen Jiali was leaning against the head of the bed, half lying and half sitting, with a thin blanket draped over his body, his head and face were cleaned, and the air in the room was also very fresh, it could be seen that the windows and doors were often opened.The two looked at each other and smiled, Duan Zhicheng felt really relaxed in this bachelor's home.

In fact, he came once in the first half of the year, and Danyun also chatted with him a few gossips.At that time, he smiled very cautiously, trying to pick out a few flaws from this Mrs. Shen, but he couldn't pick them out. This wife, Shen Jiali, is very polite, she is really a good person.

Duan Zhicheng walked to the bed, bent down and touched Shen Jiali's forehead: "I heard from the second master that you were sick, so I wanted to see you last night. Unfortunately, my wife's grandmother passed away suddenly, and I was busy sending her and the child to the train. I couldn’t make time for it.”

Mrs. Duan's natal family is far away in Nanjing, and Mrs. Duan was raised by her grandmother since she was a child. She has a deep affection, so she must go back to attend the funeral.

Shen Jiali has been ill these days, and those evil thoughts are gone.Seeing that Duan Zhicheng cared about him so much, he was also a little moved: "I'm fine."

Duan Zhicheng didn't like to play with him, so after touching his forehead, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and wandered back and forth in front of the bed: "It's really deserted here, and it's really different from before. — and you won't listen to me."

Shen Jiali moved into the bed, made room for him and said with a smile, "Sit down, I don't have the energy to entertain you today, so just make do with it, don't be offended."

Duan Zhicheng wanted to sit for a long time, but he didn't dare. Now that he is invited, he is naturally honest and blunt.The two get along so close, although they are old friends, but because they both have evil intentions, it is a bit unnatural to be unified.

He asked Shen Jiali: "In the future, will I live alone like this?"

Shen Jiali didn't understand why he cared so much about his family affairs: "What's the rush? I'm not very old."

Duan Zhicheng smiled at him: "Who doesn't want to have a lively and popular family? Is it interesting for you to guard an empty room by yourself? Or..."

At this point, he hesitated to turn his eyes away, smiled and lowered his voice: "... don't you have a hug for someone who is already sad?"

Shen Jiali immediately sneered: "Don't have arms—whose arms? You see, I've been ill these days, who can I hug?"

Duan Zhicheng continued this conversation, suddenly had an idea, leaned forward and pulled Shen Jiali into his arms, then patted him on the back jokingly: "Poor boy, come on, let me give you a hug!" Shen Jiali responded, and he immediately changed the subject: "You are so sweet."

Shen Jiali's body tensed up, and he was reluctant to push Duan Zhicheng away, so he hurriedly replied, but the content of the reply was quite boring: "Oh, I'm wearing perfume."

Duan Zhicheng was still hugging him, and then lowered his head on his shoulder and took a deep breath, knowing that he had lost his composure, but if he started laughing, he could probably cover it up.However, Shen Jiali turned his head while being excited - the friendship between him and Duan Zhicheng is quite deep, if there is a real relationship, as long as it is controlled properly, it will not cause trouble in the end.

However, how to open this head?

Shen Jiali didn't want to be this early bird - he was the one being fucked, and it was not suitable for him to be too active, otherwise he would have to be looked down upon.Duan Zhicheng has always been interested in him, but he is also cowardly, doing nothing but talking nonsense!

Shen Jiali seemed to recover in an instant.He couldn't live without the pleasure in bed. For him, the temptation and addiction were far greater than opium and morphine—it wasn't all that greedy, but every now and then, if he didn't come for the last time, he would feel restless.

Shen Jiali was used to being serious, and wanted to hook up with Duan Zhicheng in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

This has nothing to do with love, Shen Jiali doesn't need love, he can live a good life by himself.

Duan Zhicheng said that Shen Jiali was alone at home, "poor", and strongly urged him to move to his own house for a few days so that he could be taken care of.Shen Jiali didn't expect him to be so enthusiastic, but he hesitated very much, and then suddenly figured it out - he is a bachelor, no father, no mother, no children, no wife, how can he have so many worries?Even if it doesn't work out and he loses face, that's okay. He is rich anyway, so he sells his house and moves out because he is afraid of being laughed at!

He lifted the thin blanket, recovered from his illness, and went to pack his clothes.

Shen Jiali was stingy in the past, money can make him a lot of money, but he is generous to himself.One of his items is the same, and they are all good things bought in foreign companies.Duan Zhicheng was still afraid that he would be tired, so he stood by and handed things away, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and he talked too much.

He took out a small square suitcase from the closet, and he put it on the table and opened it while smiling and said, "My second sister also has one of this suitcase, and it is said to be French, and the brand is called Louis."

Shen Jiali threw a Saiyin cigarette case into the box far away: "Vuitton."

"Yes, yes, Vuitton—with cigarettes?"

Shen Jiali also threw a lighter over this time: "What's the matter? Look at what I have brought, are you afraid that I won't be able to leave if I stay for a long time?"

Duan Zhicheng smiled, and wanted to say something obstinate, but it was too much, so he hesitated for a while, but he still didn't say it.

He wanted to say that if Shen Jiali really didn't want to leave, then he could immediately buy him a small mansion.

Shen Jiali was busy on the spur of the moment, but he became paralyzed from exhaustion not long after.Duan Zhicheng was afraid that he would repent, so he put on his coat on his own initiative, then carried the small suitcase in one hand and supported him in the other, and went downstairs like kidnapping a ticket.

Shen Jiali sat in the Duan family's car covered in sweat, panting slightly, because he was determined to win, so a smile appeared on his face, and it was still a smirk.Duan Zhicheng was busy directing the driver to drive, but he didn't pay attention to his expression.

Duan's house is not very far from Shen's house, and it will arrive in a short while by car.

After Duan Zhicheng entered, he ordered the servants to clean up the guest room, and then called Shilin to order a table for dinner.Shen Jiali walked around Duan's house, admiring the big photo of Duan Zhicheng's three-year-old son, and sincerely praised him several times.Duan Zhicheng himself is decent, and Mrs. Duan is also beautiful.Shen Jiali still has kind thoughts towards women who have nothing to do with him, admitting that the other party is the most beautiful and wealthy family.

Because Shen Jiali was weak, Duan Zhicheng asked the driver to drive to Qishilin to bring the food back.A big stone flew away from Shen Jiali's heart, and after having a sumptuous dinner, his mind became more active, and he suddenly said that he wanted to drink some wine.As expected, Duan Zhicheng found a bottle of brandy, poured it into the glass and said with a smile: "You know how much I drink, if I embarrass myself tonight, don't laugh at me."

With a smile on his face, Shen Jiali offered Duan Zhicheng cup after cup of toast, and with all his might, he completely deluded Duan Zhicheng.

He also felt a little drunk, and the lust in his heart gradually burned, and his face turned white and red.At this time, he was still serious, got up as if nothing had happened, and said that he wanted to go back to his room to rest.Duan Zhicheng stood up staggeringly, muttering something in his mouth - once he was drunk, he wouldn't vomit or sleep, and he just kept pestering people for a long time.Shen Jiali understood this characteristic of him, and without saying a word, he was led to the guest room with a look.

This time the door was closed and locked, he swallowed, and blood gushed to his head.And Duan Zhicheng went around in circles in the room, then sat down on the bed, raised his head to look at Shen Jiali, his eyes were all loose.

Shen Jiali couldn't help laughing, raised his hand to undo the button, and walked up to Duan Zhicheng.

"Old Duan, are you so drunk?" He asked, taking off his hands, and threw the outer robe on the bed first.He bent down and touched Duan Zhicheng's face—the two were still too familiar, and it seemed a little weird and awkward.

Duan Zhicheng smirked in a daze: "Oh, what time is it? I said I wouldn't drink it, but you insisted on letting me drink it. My mind is spinning, how can I go home in a while? Well, I'm not leaving , to disturb you all night, okay?"

Shen Jiali took off his suit jacket for him, and twisted his fingers on the buttons of his shirt, knowing in his heart that he was completely confused: "If you don't disturb me this night, I won't let you go."

Duan Zhicheng didn't understand, and smiled foolishly.Looking up at Shen Jiali, he seemed to be very happy, and there was love in his slack eyes.Seeing that he still wouldn't take the initiative, Shen Jiali felt anxious and uncomfortable, so he simply put his face together, hugged the other party and kissed him.

Duan Zhicheng hid for a while with a smile, and then perhaps felt the liveliness of the tongue in his mouth, so he responded subconsciously.Staring at Shen Jiali in a trance, he smiled more and more openly, thinking that he was thinking about it every day and dreaming at night.

Since it's a dream, you don't have to be polite.

Duan Zhicheng got up and pushed Shen Jiali onto the bed to hold him down, kissing and sucking, tearing and tearing in a hurry.While Shen Jiali looked down in extreme excitement, he was taken aback—he didn't know that Duan Zhicheng was actually a "big guy" when he was in love.

He had never passed a mallet of this size, and wanted to turn over to avoid it in a panic, but Duan Zhicheng was running wild in his dream, where would he be allowed to escape?Involuntarily parting his legs, Duan Zhicheng smeared a little saliva on his buttocks, then pushed it in panting.He didn't dare to scream, and scratched the bed sheet with his hands in pain. Fortunately, Duan Zhicheng was not rough, and after a while, he got over the initial pain and began to taste the good taste.

Duan Zhicheng disturbed him in the first half of the night, and fell asleep on top of him in the second half of the night.

Shen Jiali slumped on the bed with his back facing the sky, his heart seemed to be watered by the spring rain, all the wildfires were extinguished, he felt refreshed and comfortable, and even the joints in his body felt relaxed and comfortable.

After all, Duan Zhicheng is more experienced than his nephew, and his physical strength is also strong. Fortunately, this battle has many climaxes, and several times made him feel like he was in bliss.So he closed his eyes contentedly, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.