Fast travel, death collection system

Wen Jianyi's part-time career finally stopped for a month after experiencing the incident in the underground boxing ring. The main reason was that he was stripped and eaten by someone that night, and his body was not his when he woke up in the morning. own.The subtlety that follows the madness is indescribable.

Wen Jianyi patted his back with a restrained face. Although he had been given medicine, he was still a little red and swollen.Can't help but think of how he was tossed by that person at night.I didn't expect that a man with a cold and violent face would be so shameless on the bed...

Wen Jianyi blushed for the first time, and this shameful expression appeared on his extraordinary and alienated and indifferent face for a moment, which seemed to be a crown of beauty.

He can't look directly at the bathroom, the desk, or even the floor at all now.

"Buzz!"

Wen Jianyi supported his waist and picked up the vibrating mobile phone on the table, signing it as 'lethal weapon'.

【Sweetheart, are you awake? 】

When Wen Jianyi saw the word 'sweetheart', he remembered last night, the voice that gasped with desire and kept calling himself 'sweetheart'...

He almost dropped the phone with a trembling hand, calmed down and began to reply text messages.

After paying attention to his lover's physical condition, Cang Moliu listened to Bei Xiaoming read the report about the American branch, holding a carand.ache pen between his fingertips like a cigar.

Today's business economy in the United States is still relatively stable, but if an abnormal economic storm is artificially created, new industries will attract a large number of clever and speculative businessmen, and the U.S. economy will circulate rapidly.The continuous buying of speculators believes that the price will continue to rise...

If he wants to get the power of death and soul power, he will make these bubbles collapse. Of course, at that time, there will be a large number of company bankruptcies and millions of unemployed workers in the United States.As for whether it will affect the country, it depends on whether those people with long hands can take back their hands in time. If it is too late, they can only be chopped off.

After explaining these things, there will naturally be suitable people who will do their best to go through fire and water for him, but now he is more interested in the expression of his ascetic lover.It's a pity that I am blind and can't see now.

Watching Cang Qingyang work hard every day to overcome the darkness and adapt to his new life.When Cang Moliu was deeply entertained, he drank the most expensive and luxurious red wine, and sat on the comfortable sofa with his long legs folded.

The magnificent symphony vibrates in the air.Cang Moliu's pale fingers tapped his knees lightly along with the music, with an expression of enjoyment as if he was on a satisfying gluttonous journey.

Then the music, which seemed to be a battle of tens of thousands of people, suddenly eased up. The tenderness of the piano and the sadness of the cello, the two touching notes flowed out a low-pitched weeping and death sorrow in a tragic scene.

The conductor of the music was an English man in his fifties with a very forgetful expression on his face.

Suddenly Cang Moliu's cell phone rang, and he narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the ringtone.He casually made a 'stop' gesture, and the orchestra immediately stopped playing.

"Cang Moliu, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation." Wen Jianyi's detached tone was filled with faint excitement, "What's the matter with your engagement to the eldest lady of the Min family, Min Jing!"

Cang Moliu frowned, but still comforted him with kind words: "Sweetheart, where did you get the news. Why didn't I know that I was engaged to Min Jing." His voice was gentle, "Don't worry, my marriage The target will only be you."

"Don't tell me these things. I don't want to wake up the next day and be labeled as a mistress or a bitch." The person on the phone took a deep breath and seemed to be calming down, " I trust you, so I need an explanation for this matter even more."

"Of course, I'll give you a 'reasonable' explanation tonight..." His voice was hoarse and sexy, with a smile.

Wen Jianyi didn't know what to think of, his heart was filled with blood immediately, he was so angry by this hooligan that he hung up the phone directly.

"Go and find out about my engagement. I'll get an answer in an hour." Cang Moliu ordered in a cold voice while playing with his phone.

"Yes, please rest assured." Xi Ming immediately bent down gracefully, walked out the door concisely and quickly, and closed the five-meter-high wooden door.

He took off the white glove on his right hand, took out his cell phone and made a call.

Cang Moliu, who got the result of the matter, gave an intriguing "um..." and said, "It seems that my younger brother is recovering well from the blow of blindness."

Since the two of them came back from the underground black boxing arena last time, they were dragged into the villa's room by Cang Moliu for a very shameful exercise, and the behavior of the two of them in the future has not been concealed in the slightest.It's not surprising that Cang Qingyang knew about it, even he had some guesses about the engagement Cang Yanliu said.

Cang Miao has always had no scruples about the popular affairs. If Cang Wenhua is said to marry the Min family, then the rejection of Cang Mianliu will be obvious. This will not only offend the Min family, but also directly expose that the current Patriarch of the Cang family is of the same sex. If there is no love, then Cang Qingyang, as the second son, may still have a chance to rise to the top.

But Cang Qingyang missed one thing, that is Cang Miaoliu's control over the Cang's consortium. In the year when Cang Miaoliu took over the consortium, the net profit of Cang's has been several times that of previous years. The director almost laughed his teeth out. Don’t say that Cang Minliu is gay, even if he is a perverted lunatic, his position in the Cang’s consortium will not be shaken in the slightest. Even the previous Cang Wenhua is useless. .

Those old guys were all buried in the money pile by Cang Liu, who cares that you are the previous head of the family?Apart from knowing Qian, they only know Cang Mianliu, the God of Wealth.

Regardless of how this news was leaked, the eyes of the public were indeed attracted by this news in an instant, but the next news was even more shocking.

"The Shocking Blindness of the Heir of the Cang Family Consortium!" "

"The filthy secrets in the big family, the younger brother actually killed the elder brother for the family property! "The cheapness of modern family affection and the darkness of human nature, brother Ni Qiang, the retribution is not good! "...

Such gimmicky news headlines light up everyone's eyes.

On this day, the old man of the Cang family, the previous head of the family, Cang Wenhua, mother, Cang Rong Yilan, Cang Moliu, Cang Qingyang, and even Cang Qiuyu, who was supposed to be in class, all came back.

The atmosphere of the scene was very serious, these people who seem to be busy with state affairs every day suddenly gathered in the Cang family's villa.

"Brother, second brother...the news is fake, right? The evidence is also fake?" Cang Qiuyu clasped her hands, a little flustered but persistently looking between Cang Moliu and Cang Qingyang go.

Mr. Cang had already investigated this matter, and he was also very clear about what happened.Originally thought that the eldest grandson would be abolished in this way, and the second grandson would become the new heir, and there should be no stains on the heir. He had clearly dealt with the matter later, but now he was still found out.The old man couldn't help but sigh.

Even the movements of Cang Moliu's crossing of Erlang's legs are pleasing to the eye and extremely elegant.With his eyes closed, he lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, with a cold and oppressive breath in his heart.

Cang Wenhua glanced at the eldest son, who was becoming more and more imposing, and at the second son, whose eyes were wrapped in gauze all the time, and forced to be calm because the incident was revealed.He was extremely successful as a businessman, but a failed father.

"Ah..." Cang Rong Yilan has always been a strong woman, but at this moment there were tears in her eyes.

Cang Moliu pursed his crimson lips, closed his eyes and poured himself a glass of red wine, and he took a sip. He put down the wine glass with a 'crack' sound.

"What do you want to say, there are still many things that I need to deal with." Cang Liu said slowly, "The stock market has experienced a large negative shock because of these news, no matter what the elders are sitting here today, what have you done The things that have been done are done.”

"No, the second brother is so good, it won't be like this..." Cang Qiuyu shook her head, she reached out and grabbed Cang Qingyang's arm and shook it, "Is it? Second brother, you didn't do it right?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Cang Qingyang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly became stiff all over.The trace of taboo in my heart turned into panic.

Cang Qingyang wanted to nod, but except for this little girl who has been protected all this time, everyone here knows this matter clearly.

Before they could say anything, Cang Liuliu stood up directly and announced forcefully: "As for my marriage, I hope that the elders will not interfere too much. That's it."

As he said that, he walked out in a calm and unrestrained figure. He still wants to pamper his lover.

The people who were left behind saw that the eldest son (grandson) was really as free as Qiu Yu said. They had been abroad all year round, and they didn't know much about this situation. Now they saw it for themselves and were shocked.Looking at Cang Qingyang, who needs a servant to accompany him at any time, his heart is extremely complicated.

On the other side, Cang Moliu had already pressed Wen Jianyi, who was drinking in the bar box, on the horizontal dark red leather sofa.

While using his flexible and pale fingers to untie Wen Jianyi's shirt, he gently kissed and bit Wen Jianyi's chin, licking gently along the lines of the bones.

Wen Jianyi breathed out the charming taste of fiery vodka.

"How much did you drink, huh?" Cang Liu smiled and stretched his hand through the hem of his shirt, kissed his neck, and said, "You look so delicious when you're jealous..."

Wen Jianyi was a little drunk at this time, only felt that his mind was separated from his body, his head was clear, but his body was addicted to the touching and kissing of the man on his body.

Wen Jianyi struggled to push the person away a little, he still clearly remembered the reason why he drank: "You...you haven't, uh... haven't explained it to me."

Cang Moliu looked at the drunken man's eyes and still felt jealous. He laughed and stuck out his tongue to lick the drunk man's finger. Wen Jianyi was licked. He couldn't help but hummed softly, and began to caress in loneliness. Cang Mo stream chest.

"Do you like it?" Cang Liu moved his position, leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth, but took the hand he had just licked with one hand, and placed it in front of Wen Jianyi's eyes.

"Hmm...?" Wen Jianyi turned his head in a daze, and saw a man's diamond ring on his ring finger. Even though his head was full of alcohol at this moment, his fingers suddenly became hot, and his brain immediately woke up.

Seeing him staring wide-eyed, the corners of his eyes full of pink, indulgent in abstinence, very cute.Cang Moliu laughed, and intertwined his fingers: "Mr. Wen Jianyi, I am proposing to you. Are you willing to marry me?"

This happened so suddenly, Wen Jianyi paused, and immediately reached out to grab Cang Moliu's tie, and pulled him over to kiss him.

Cang Moliu was rubbed against his waist with his legs. The man with a very alienated appearance was in the ambiguous box, drunk with alcohol, and answered the man's marriage proposal with his enthusiastic gestures.

"Sweetheart, you are so enthusiastic. I really love you!" Cang Liu took off his clothes and threw them aside. Wen Jianyi's body is that of a mature man. It should have a lot of muscles, but it doesn't exaggerate.

"Shut up." Shut up Cang Moliu's mouth that kept disturbing his shame.

……

After the two of them finished exercising, Wen Jianyi lay on the sofa with trembling legs. There was still an unknowing cockroach in his throat, and his whole body was so numb that it didn't feel like his own.

"No more... I'm dying..." Wen Jianyi hesitated weakly.

Cang Moliu gently hugged the man covered in traces in his arms and stroked slowly, appeasing the undiminished pleasure all over his body, teasingly said in his mouth.

"It's useless, I will train you well in the future."

Wen Jianyi was made to beat him by the words of this beast, but helplessly, he didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, so he could only lie obediently in this man's arms and hum.

Wipe your lover clean, there is naturally a spare set of clothes for him in this elegant place, and the old clothes have already been prepared by Xi Ming.

It was almost dawn when Cang Moliu carried Wen Jianyi back to Cang's villa.

The whole family who were preparing for lunch at noon the next day looked at the current head of the family, Cang Moliu, and the extraordinary-looking man beside him with strange and silent eyes.

Wen Jianyi did not expect that there would be a situation where he would face his parents directly. He had always been estranged, but at this moment he also gave his lover a hard look.Didn't even say anything to him.

"Grand grandson, who is this?" Old Man Cang put on a smiling old face.

"He is my fiance, and we will get married in September this year." Cang Moliu introduced in a cold voice.

"Hello, grandpa, hello uncle and aunt." Wen Jianyi immediately calmed down and greeted with perfect manners.

"What? Yanliu, are you saying that you want to marry a man?" Cang Rong Yilan immediately dropped her chopsticks, "I don't agree, absolutely disagree! I won't let a man enter the door of my Cang family! "

Cang Moliu snorted coldly, took Wen Jianyi's hand, wiped off the sweat on his palm, and said slowly: "No one enters anyone's house. He is a man, not those vassal women. The matter of marriage has already been decided, and it doesn't matter whether I wish or not, it doesn't make any difference to me. As for whether you agree or disagree, it doesn't make any difference to me."

Just like when he was abandoned immediately after he lost his sight, there is no difference.

Ignoring Cang Wenhua, who was too late to express his dissatisfaction, Cang Minliu directly held Wen Jianyi's hand tightly, and announced to the family: "The Cang family will be brilliant in my hands, so I hope you can enjoy the rest of your life, Don't meddle in my marriage at will. If you don't like it, I will move out directly at night. That's it. "

Seeing the two people leaving, Cang Rong Yilan couldn't help but look at the old man: "Dad, you should talk about him!"

The old man sighed, these two parents really ruined two good sons, he rolled his eyes and said, "I still don't understand what's going on? You two are really unqualified parents!"

"It's our fault that he fell in love with a man." Cang Rong Yilan snorted, "Being fascinated by a man is really useless!"

The old man was immediately annoyed: "Do you think he didn't know about the fact that he used him as a cutting son for his second grandson? He was hit by a car and lost his sight. You say you, just make a phone call and ignore everything, like a parent! Now Do you think other people's wings are hard? If you want to be respected by others as your parents, what did you do in the first place!"

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Cang Moliu was dressed in a black dress, with a tall, slender and eye-catching figure, with a Parson Augustine tulip on his chest, while Wen Jianyi was dressed in a silver-white dress, with a half-bloomed tulip on his chest.

After the grand wedding, Wen Jianyi stood in front of the glass window overlooking the bustling city. He stroked the wedding ring on his ring finger, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you looking at?" Cang Moliu came over with two glasses of red wine and hugged him from behind.

Wen Jianyi took a glass, and there was a smile in his voice: "I'm thinking about what position you will use tonight." He lightly clinked glasses with his lover, and the alienated voice was full of temptation, "Whether from the front or from the front?" later……"

Cang Moliu drank the red wine in one gulp and kissed it, the dark red wine slowly slipped from the corners of their lips.With his lips parted, he pressed the person directly on the bed covered with perfumed roses, and said with a hoarse smile, "It's all for you."

The two exchanged positions on the bed for a while, and then Cang Moliu hugged the man against the huge glass and hardened the man until his legs were weak. When Wen Jianyi's voice was hoarse and he couldn't scream Only then did he shoot in without hesitation.

The two visited several countries on their honeymoon trip, and Xi Ming, who was a universal deacon (universal light bulb), was decisively left at the company headquarters for management, and he was also required to implement the bubble plan in the United States.

It has been a year since the two returned from their honeymoon. When Cang Liu came back, he was surprised to find that his personal assistant, the baby-faced Xiao Ji, had a sore back and backache when he was at work, and there was an obvious hickey on his neck. Xi Ming's eyes are quite resentful.

Cang Moliu collected a lot of energy in the economic bubble in the United States. As for his younger brother, he became more depressed because of his younger sister's wedding soon after, and started taking drugs. He quit drugs several times, and finally couldn't because of asking And died in the bathtub.

After Wen Jianyi spent his honeymoon, he started his life of various part-time jobs again, and Cang Moliu didn't plan to interfere with his hobbies. Although there was not much excitement in their lives, they were also very warm.For example, Cang Moliu makes people faint on the bed, or often plays with people in different ways to beg for mercy (Crowd: How sweet!)

This kind of thing is almost impossible to write in a million words.But for Wen Jianyi, this life is very happy...

The author has something to say:

I know, do you not believe the title [End]?Are you still thinking about your brother doing all kinds of things?

It’s okay (=^▽^=), it’s really over (//?//)~

I don’t care about my younger brother~(?ω<)★

Merry Christmas everyone~! !

The story just ended today.

next story:

[Technical Flow Casting Sword Master Attack] - [Shaking M Poison Master Shou]

This is a masochist pestering a small Gong,

Xiaoshou was provoked by all kinds of things, provoked by all kinds of anger, just wanted Xiaogong to abuse him, the story was full of mosaics...

cough cough cough.

Although Xiao Shou is very abused, it is still a very moral (but not) story! !

Please believe that I will not OOC_(:з」∠)_

Volume [-]: Skilled Casting Sword Master Gong × Masochistic Poison Master Shou