Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

He Songyu staggered his legs and leaned against the door, holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand, opening and closing it several times, the tall figure and the indifference on his flushed face made the passing residents want to see but were afraid of being caught. Discover.

Zhou Yang stood behind him, blocking a lot of eyes for him, and He Songyu's overall aura would not make people look at other places, he would only notice this man's very good-looking face, not his Tents propped up on legs, and they were missing one person.

He Songyu didn't break in right away, Zhou Yang could only think intermittently, Li Hui didn't know what was going on.

The other party is also big-hearted, what's wrong with prescribing a pediatric method like drugging, when they don't know?

Regardless of their background, they generally don't easily drink alcohol and tobacco outside, so they accept it so easily. It's not that their boss just tasted it because of Mr. Cong's thin face.

In addition to combat, there is also a wealth of pharmacological experience training, and you can find out what medicine is in it just by smelling the smell.

Li Hui was left in the nightclub to deal with Pang Deyao, and Zhou Yang followed He Songyu at the door of the hotel room where Cong Ru, who knew nothing, stayed.

It is impossible for He Songyu to suffer this kind of thing twice, and if he does, he will make the other party pay the price of ruining everything.

Bangbangshichang below, his face is very calm.

"Bring it." As if he had heard enough of the commotion inside, He Songyu took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and held it between his fingers, took the room card from Zhou Yang, and threw the cigarette case to him.

He Songyu didn't open the door right away, he bit the cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Yang reached out to light it for him, took a puff, the lock system beeped, and the door was pushed open.

He Songyu stepped in with long legs, Zhou Yang followed closely behind him, and the door didn't close immediately.

The clean Cong Ru, whose reason was burnt by Gu-Qiang, vaguely heard the sound of opening the door, was slightly taken aback, and had a bad premonition in his heart, but the arrow had to be fired, and he was preparing to create a perfect life with his partner tonight Harmony, he saw the man who appeared in the suite, biting a cigarette expressionlessly, standing by the bed and looking at him indifferently.

"...You have a grudge against me." Cong Ru understood.

The scarlet cigarette butts and drifting smoke seemed to be the wax lit for him.

Cong Ru's current state is really not very decent, and this is the first time he has encountered such a scene of arresting female gangsters, not to mention the frightened Huarong under him who turned pale and kept hiding in his arms.

"Why is there someone else here!"

The ear-piercing screams hit the brain, and faced with the accusation of her sister's expression of "unacceptable to engage in multiplayer sports", it seems that tonight will not be able to create a great harmony in life. Although Cong Ru thinks so, in fact, his sanity is already on the verge of danger.

His current thoughts are scattered, watching Zhou Yang throw the clothes to his partner tonight, throw him out after she hastily put on the skirt, and even take himself to close the door for the boss and Cong Ru carefully.

The light in the room was turned on by Cong Ru, and his soul had already left with his companion tonight.

He is like a child who has lost his temper. When he is not satisfied, he no longer cares about etiquette and image. He maintains a state of being completely naked, sitting cross-legged on the bed, with crumbling lipstick on his shoulder blades, and being It doesn't matter to He Songyu when he sees the big baby who has been with him for 30 years and is still majestic.

The voice complained: "I will die if I don't applaud for love."

Soon Cong Ru raised her eyelids irritablely, her face was flushed red, her eyebrows and eyes were broken by soldiers coming to the city, but she said the words like a bad boy begging for mercy, "Please let me applaud for love, I really want, really want, Do it, I'm about to explode, I've already exploded!"

Then he saw He Songyu who was approaching him, and also saw a place that was indescribable and visible to the naked eye, his words stopped short, like a duck being strangled, his eyelids twitched violently, which was shocking.

"Wait. You can't—"

"I do not want you--"

"Why didn't you let me go!"

"Go away - I don't want you!"

He was caught by the hair, and a cigarette was stuffed in his mouth. Just as he took it out of He Songyu's mouth, he patted Cong Ru's face and warned him with a rag doll, "If you fall down, I will let you die every day from now on." broken."

These are all tiger words.

As soon as Cong Ru smelled the smell of cigarettes, his mind was forced to wake up, and then he was carried into the bathroom by He Songyu with one hand.

The cold water washed down, and He Songyu held the shower to Cong Ru, as if to give him a bath.

"It's so cold!" Cong Ru held a cigarette in his mouth, reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "The water is cold."

He Songyu's fair face was already very red, don't forget that he was drugged.

He seemed to be enduring it too, his voice was no longer cold, his deep voice sounded, even his breathing was a bit suffocating and sultry, "It's summer now, the smoke will go out when it touches the water."

Cong Ru's skin is also glowing crimson, he will be like this when he is excited, and when he is sick, he is even more gorgeous and beautiful, coupled with his handsome face and amorous eyebrows, it will make the woman who is happy with him feel happy other ideas.

Similar to how a man treats a woman, he wants to return the ravaged thoughts to Cong Ru.

"Then why are you flushing me?" He yelled back, "I'm very clean, I want you to bathe me!"

The cigarette in his mouth was already wet, Cong Ru spit it out, and the blackened cigarette butt fell to the ground alone.

Shouting, "I want to clap! Do you hear me, clap!"

"I don't understand, is it true that tonight's partner was driven away by you, you want to replace her, right? Ah??"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm really going crazy."

He Songyu narrowed his eyes and stared at Cong Ru who looked like a lunatic. His state was very similar to that day, as if he would die if he had no conscience. He turned into a trapped animal and walked around violently in the bathroom. With the rouge on, the chest, abdominal muscles, long legs and spirit can be seen at a glance.

Obviously the water was cold water that He Songyu turned on on purpose, but the glass door gradually fogged up, and Cong Ru, who said it was cold, also stood under the shower without moving, maybe he was also thinking about using the cold water to wash away the heat in his body.

For a while, the bathroom returned to silence.

Not counting Cong Ru's breathing, when he shut his mouth, he no longer looked like a child who couldn't find candy and wanted to be satisfied, and stopped yelling at He Songyu.

The strings of reason hum as they snap.

The boundaries were broken when Cong Ru was self-sufficient in taking care of his big baby in front of He Songyu, and the world fell apart at that moment.

Cong Ru was originally immersed in self-sufficiency, until one hand covered his shoulder and was very close to him, his breath and palm were extremely hot, He Songyu: "I will help you."

His blunt red eyes looked at He Songyu, when the big baby was held, his brain went blank and his heart was beating violently.

He Songyu: "Here, let's wash it clean."

Cong Ru's eyes became confused.

He Songyu repeated it, discussing it, "I'll wash it for you, you can just kneel down." As soon as the words fell, Cong Ru was pushed down.

After half an hour.

The sound of killing a pig sounded in the suite, and Cong Ru was shivering in pain while cursing. He seemed to have finished reading all the plants in his life, "...fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

He Songyu was not much better than him, he had endured it for a long time, and spent half an hour cleaning up Cong Ru like a pig, but Cong Ru said he was going to explode, so He Songyu was naturally not much different from him.

It's also difficult for him to endure for so long because he has developed some resistance to drugs over the years. The consequences can be imagined, leading thousands of troops into battle, he defeated Cong Ru as soon as he went into battle.

The more the other party scolded him, He Songyu would only get more energetic, his face could not bear the indifferent calmness, the frost marks on his brows and eyes disappeared without a trace as if he had stepped into a warm room, leaving behind the domineering presence of an army. , criss-crossing Congru's territory.

In the end, Cong Ru's illness had the upper hand and overwhelmed his reason.

He may not know whether he is yelling or scolding. In short, his mind is not clear, like a lotus root that cannot be pulled clearly. Except for the discomfort at the beginning, it is to cooperate with the confrontation between the two armies. An increasingly frantic pace.

He Songyu, who has always been as stable as Mount Tai, is not very stable in this state. He pulled Cong Ru's hair and looked at him from top to bottom, frowning, and his breath was hot, "Why are you crying? Is that what you want to applaud for love? Am I not drumming hard enough?"

Cong Ru grabbed the pillow, his knuckles were so tense that they turned white, his tears appeared naturally because of excitement, "Your mother..."

The following words continued intermittently until he began to whimper, the pillow was wet, and Cong Ru lost all reason. He was like a caged animal, and the feeling of being with a man was completely different from what he had been with a woman before.

He is like a prey covered by a big net, and is enjoyed by the hunter as a big meal.

He almost forgot how he got there when he got sick before, and even suddenly realized why the addiction in his heart couldn't be cured no matter what, he couldn't deny it, even if he couldn't accept the next one psychologically before, the out of control after the onset It also made him immerse himself in this man-to-man fight.

On the way, he was fed and drank by He Songyu several times, but Cong Ru couldn't remember the time at all. He and He Songyu were still continuing at about three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

In two of them, he took the initiative. The moon outside the window screen disappeared, and all that could be seen was He Songyu's eyeballs, whose eyelashes were wet with sweat, squinting slightly.

Cong Ru's shame, which he had never felt before, was shaken at the moment when he was stared at by the other party. He didn't want He Songyu to look at him like this, so he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. The moment the other party leaned over, Cong Ru It never occurred to him that he would kiss him again.

Smoke is a good thing.

It is a good medicine for a man's spiritual world. It is possible to live without women, but also without cigarettes.

Cong Ru sat on the bed, looking at the bright sky outside, at least he could enjoy afternoon tea at this time, and he woke up slowly like a dead dog that was run over by the wheels.

When he woke up, he stared straight at the ceiling like a corpse for a while, and then he was looking for cigarettes. He Songyu was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the water was flowing beautifully.

He smoked until He Songyu came out wearing a bathrobe and wiping his hair. He recalled all the things before dawn, and raised his eyelids with disbelief, his eyes were vicissitudes of life, and his heart was ashamed.Dirty, he is dirty.