Where can the black-bellied old attack escape?

Sometimes all it takes is an ordinary look or a simple sentence, and the deep-seated love will germinate.

Since that night, Zhao Ruizhe has really fallen into an endless abyss, and his feelings for Yuan Hao are not just about interests.He, who has never tasted the fruit of love, also has the idea of ​​wanting to experience the taste.

"Chengcheng? How do you miss me?"

Calling Si Cheng in the bedroom became something Yuan Hao had to do every day.

At this time, Zhao Ruizhe played the role of a thief, tiptoeing to Yuan Hao's door and eavesdropping on the movement inside.

"I'll be able to go back in a few months. During this time, my dad didn't look for you."

No matter what Yuan Hao said, as long as Zhao Ruizhe heard something related to Si Cheng, Zhao Ruizhe's hands would be like octopus hunting. The squeak is also very sharp.

The person I like has become someone else's pillow.The most painful thing in the world is this.

In the hearts of ordinary people, they usually choose to quit and let the person they like be happy.But Zhao Ruizhe has the kind of temperament that would rather be broken than complete, if he can't get what he wants, he will destroy it with his own hands.

Although Yuan Hao is now the candy placed on a high place, Zhao Ruizhe still wants to make a final effort to reach out to touch the love that does not belong to him.

This time, Zhao Ruizhe no longer chose to stand outside the door and eavesdrop, but wanted to confess and tell Yuan Hao what he really thought in his heart.

"Boom!"

After eavesdropping many times, Zhao Ruizhe has long been familiar with the topics of Si Cheng and Yuan Hao.It was nothing more than words like "I love you", "How are you doing now", "Is work going well", but this time, Zhao Ruizhe took the initiative to knock on Yuan Hao's door, breaking the harmony of eavesdropping.

"I'm on the phone, I'll talk about something later!"

Yuan Hao roared impatiently inside the door.Zhao Ruizhe, who was used to yelling, had long been accustomed to it. Instead of leaving, he disobeyed Yuan Hao's order and turned the doorknob on his own initiative.

"I wanted to tell you..."

Zhao Ruizhe still had a smile all over his face, the wretchedness of the eavesdropper never seemed to appear on his face.

Yuan Hao was surprised by Zhao Ruizhe's sudden intrusion, and he hung up the phone in a hurry without saying a word.

"You fucking don't understand human language? How dare you barge in!"

Looking at Yuan Hao's anger pouring out of his pupils, Zhao Ruizhe didn't have the slightest fear, and even the expression on his face was still the same as when he first entered the door.

Zhao Ruizhe has seen Yuan Hao's angry face like this a lot, basically every time Yuan Hao pretends to be angry, the purpose is just to scare himself away.Zhao Ruizhe no longer feared this kind of trick after having experienced it a lot.

"I want to tell you something, so I don't want to wait."

Zhao Ruizhe's calm expression made Yuan Hao suddenly excited. Usually when he roared, everyone around him was silent, but now his roar was ineffective because of Zhao Ruizhe's "one thing". Such a "thing" It really made Yuan Hao very interested.

"Tell me."

Yuan Hao leaned against the head of the bed and stretched lazily.

It's already winter, and there's heavy snow outside the window, and the freezing temperature makes the trees lose their vitality. Yuan Hao, who has always been afraid of the cold, keeps the temperature inside the house only in spring.In such a warm room, Yuan Hao only wore thin spring clothes.

The outline of the eight muscles in the abdomen, and the exposed mermaid line.Standing at the door, Zhao Ruizhe's eyes were fixed on Yuan Hao's penis, and he didn't know how many times he thought about it.

"I think... I think..."

After all, Zhao Ruizhe has no experience in confession, and Zhao Ruizhe doesn't know how to speak. Although the thoughts in his heart are clear enough, his words are always poorly organized.

One second, two seconds... Time is passing by little by little, but Zhao Ruizhe is still repeating the phrase "I think...".The sharp contrast between his firm expression and his stuttering words made Yuan Hao laugh.

"Haha! Do you want me to advise Wang Mengyao not to like you anymore?"

Yuan Hao said to Zhao Ruizhe with a smile, his fingers kept running along the edge of the glass on the bedside table.

"Chengcheng told me a few days ago. Although he wants you to accept it, I don't think so."

Zhao Ruizhe's words were once again strangled in his throat, and the windows of the soul opened in his eyes were also closed.

Zhao Ruizhe still stood there dumbfounded, and the expression on his face also became stiff.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Hao picked up the cup and drank the full liquid in one gulp, and then continued talking.

"Chengcheng has been asking me to persuade you to accept her..."

"Si Cheng is really nice..."

Zhao Ruizhe smiled wryly.

"Yes, he is just too kind-hearted."

Zhao Ruizhe's "praise" gave Yuan Hao the capital to be ashamed. At this time, Yuan Hao could not wait to tell Zhao Ruizhe the "History of Si Cheng's Lover" for half an hour.

"But that's not what I'm going to tell you about."

Zhao Ruizhe walked to Yuan Hao's bedside, and slowly printed his buttocks on the mattress.

"Which one is that?"

Yuan Hao said with great interest.

"I like..."

"Oh yes! Chengcheng asked me to call Wang Mengyao just now!"

Yuan Hao interrupted Zhao Ruizhe's unfinished sentence again.

"I'll make another call. If it's not important, wait until I finish the call."

As he said that, Yuan Hao picked up the mobile phone next to him and tapped one number after another.

Even though his mood was extremely bad now, Zhao Ruizhe still had a smile on his face.

At this time, he had already blacklisted the word "Sicheng" in his heart. When he heard Yuan Hao mentioning "Chengcheng" again in the phone call with Wang Mengyao, he wished to be like a 360 guard on his mobile phone. Scrape his face with a spiral knife.

But if you want to become a master, you must not stick to the small details.At this moment, he can only be calm enough to leave a good impression on Yuan Hao's heart as much as possible, and prepare for the next confession...

Zhao Ruizhe got up and left the room without saying anything, leaving Yuan Hao alone in the room to continue the conversation with Wang Mengyao.

Since Si Cheng was not by Yuan Hao's side, Yuan Hao's clothes had no one to wash.But the appearance of Zhao Ruizhe gave those clothes a chance to continue to "live".

Since he developed a good impression of Zhao Ruizhe, he also assumed the position of Si Cheng, washing clothes and cleaning rooms for Yuan Hao.Although his abilities are not as good as Si Cheng's, he still hopes that these things he does can move Yuan Hao and leave a place for himself in his heart.

"You are dead…"

In the bathroom, Zhao Ruizhe muttered to himself while scrubbing Yuan Hao's shirt.

Yuan Hao in the room couldn't hear Zhao Ruizhe's low-pitched complaint, but Si Cheng, who was far away across the ocean, sneezed because of this complaint...

Another example of a straight guy turning a corner.However, Zhao Ruizhe is not completely bent, after all, he has not experienced those "painful and happy" things...

An open country like the United States has all kinds of strange things.It is not difficult to find a place in a city where only men are allowed to enter, and only two men are allowed to open a house.

Zhao Ruizhe only knew that he had feelings for Yuan Hao, but he didn't know whether he was gay or not. He was ignorant and needed someone to enlighten him, no, he needed a bunch of people to enlighten him...

"Is the William you mentioned reliable? Is he really willing to contribute?"

"Of course, why should I lie to you?"

Zhao Ruizhe gently sipped the coffee in his cup and said.

"Remember to be on time, he doesn't like to work with people who are late."

"Okay, then I'll leave tomorrow."

After saying that, Yuan Hao turned around and went upstairs to prepare clothes for business trip.

The William Yuan Hao was talking about was a partner that Zhao Ruizhe introduced to him two days ago. Of course, this time he took the initiative to establish a relationship with Yuan Hao not only to make Yuan Hao a firm foundation earlier, but also to give himself a chance to go out...

"okay."

Hearing the sound of Yuan Hao's footsteps going upstairs behind him, Zhao Ruizhe just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued to savor the aroma of the coffee.

Early the next morning, before the set alarm clock started to make noise, Zhao Ruizhe started busy downstairs with breakfast.

"Do you want some? I made breakfast specially for you."

Looking at the slices of bread on the dining table and the two fried white and tender eggs, Yuan Hao looked at Zhao Ruizhe suspiciously and said.

"What's wrong? Are you so nice? Make me breakfast? It won't be poisonous."

"Fuck you! Don't eat it if you are afraid it will be poisonous! I made it with great difficulty."

Zhao Ruizhe waved the shovel, and the oil stars on it drew beautiful arcs in the air.

"Cut! I grew up eating poisonous milk powder! Still afraid of your poison?"

With that said, Yuan Hao picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Well...it's okay..."

Yuan Hao, whose mouth was stuffed with bread, could still say a word, although it was a bit vague, but Zhao Ruizhe heard it clearly.

"Compared with your Chengcheng family, who cooks delicious food?"

Could it be that upon hearing Yuan Hao's compliment, Zhao Ruizhe once again got carried away with complacency, trying to challenge the throne in Yuan Hao's heart that belonged exclusively to Si Cheng.

"What you cook is not as delicious as his."

Yuan Hao replied lightly.

Knowing that I will be sad but must hear the result, knowing that I am not as good as others but still hearing the negation of others... This is the bad nature of everyone...

Zhao Ruizhe suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried his best to squeeze out a "smile" that was uglier than crying.

"Ok."

The shovel in his hand kept carving on the black iron plate, and the sound of metal rubbing was so harsh.

"I'm leaving, stay safe at home, don't just chat with Wang Mengyao, you won't even know if your home is burglarized!"

Although Wang Mengyao's recovery ability is not that strong, she still maintains her friendship with Zhao Ruizhe. Although she can't be a couple, being a friend is a bit of comfort to her.

Zhao Ruizhe just thought it was a trivial matter, and treated Wang Mengyao the same as before.He can also readily accept such a friendship.

"Understood, where to go!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of closing the door behind him replaced his "farewell".Only Zhao Ruizhe and the untouched breakfast table were left in the room...

Without Yuan Hao's restraint at home, he can also go out at night to "learn" love between men.

Walking on the road, he still paid great attention to hiding his face. After all, his father hadn't gone to find Grandpa Mao yet, and his eyeliner might appear somewhere on the road, so he must not take it lightly.

Zhao Ruizhe has been in this city for several years, and he knows every street and even every underground passage like the back of his hand, so it is not difficult for him to find a place where a group of men gather.

One street after another, one corner after another, Zhao Ruizhe never raised his head, but silently looked at the ground and walked towards his destination.The dark night is his best cover.

"Boom!"

Standing outside the door, Zhao Ruizhe tapped his knuckles lightly on the closed iron door, but his head still refused to lift up.

"ga"

At the same time as the door opened, a burly man also appeared in front of Zhao Ruizhe.He looked at Zhao Ruizhe's drooping head and smiled slightly, then put his hands on his shoulders and brought him into the world inside the door.

Inside and outside the door are two completely different worlds, outside the door is still the silence of the night, but inside the door is a paradise of men singing and dancing.

Almost everyone's body was only covered by a pair of underwear, and the rest of the body was exposed to the air filled with the smell of alcohol.

"Hey! boy!"

As soon as Zhao Ruizhe entered, someone came over to strike up a conversation with him.

The man was much taller than him and had a burly figure. He looked like the white American version of Lu Zhishen.

Although he had the guts to be gay, he didn't dare to be as open as other people. Even though the man's hand was walking on his body, taking off one coat after another, he still maintained his usual calmness.

Seeing this strange face, everyone who was alone on the dance floor walked towards him, showing off their proud figures in turn.

I have seen Yuan Hao's figure before, and now there are so many people flattering him. The muscles in his abdomen are all tempting his soul, and the long sticks in his lower body are also challenging his lower limit.

Since he was a child, Zhao Ruizhe had had enough of his father's harshness to him, although he had already formed a thinking pattern, he had a correct judgment on right and wrong.But at this moment, facing each half-naked man, he still chooses to rebel...

"Can you tell me what love between men is like?"

Under the face of an Asian boy, he can speak fluent English.Those men were taken aback, and the look in his eyes became more and more strange...

"Do you want to know? We can tell you~"

One of the men put his hand on Zhao Ruizhe's shoulder, and put his lips next to Zhao Ruizhe's ear, gently blowing the hot air mixed with tobacco and alcohol.

"What was that like?"

Zhao Ruizhe said while looking at the man beside him.

The group of men around him put their hands on Zhao Ruizhe's body one by one, stroking the body covered by the clothes back and forth.

"This kind of thing is as wonderful as wine. When you feel it, you will have a headache because of its strongness, and you will also feel ecstasy because of its taste..."

With that said, the man picked up a glass of beer and brought it to Zhao Ruizhe's mouth.

The pale yellow liquid is like Satan's penis. When the pure angel touches it, it becomes Satan's slave...