Cannon fodder stand-in is a black belly

The apple made Xiao Chuhai unable to look away.

While involuntarily feeling thirsty, he suddenly discovered that it was different.

Xiao Qisen's face is completely the cold and hard outline of a mature man, while Shen Fuli, who is only two years older than him, looks much tenderer than him, full of collagen, from his point of view, there is even A little bit of baby fat.

Xiao Chuhai frowned, and snatched the wine glass from Shen Fuli's hand.

Shen Fuli's eyes were drunk, and when he realized that the wine glass had been taken away, he immediately narrowed his eyes and turned to stare at Xiao Chuhai with a cold face.

Xiao Chuhai was startled.

In this way, it looks like it again.

big brother...

Lovesickness becomes ill, it is too painful.

For him, Shen Fuli at this moment is the only substitute that can vent his longing.

In this dim environment, Xiao Chuhai's inner desire magnified infinitely, he stretched out his hand directly, and embraced Shen Fuli into his arms without any explanation, and couldn't wait to taste the extremely tempting moist red wine. lips.

【Ding!Xiao Chuhai's green value increased to 30%]

But just when he was about to touch Shen Fuli's lips, an arm came in horizontally, and then used a clever force to separate him, and with a hook of the arm, he directly grabbed Shen Fuli's neck and shoulders and pulled the person away .

"That's not good, little brother."

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Chapter 34

— arson —

Feeling dizzy, Shen Fuli's face was pressed against his chest, and his strong arms encircled him in a somewhat strange embrace, his nose was enveloped by a burst of elegant and luxurious perfume.

The voice from the top of the head was elegant and full of magnetism, with a leisurely tone, the warning was hidden in a smile, but there was a danger that could not be ignored, making the noisy environment around seem deserted for a moment.

Having learned the lesson of being called someone's father before, Shen Fuli, who had prepared anti-alcoholic medicine with him, was of course not drunk. He was just acting. Shen Sihan.

Xiao Chuhai's green value had already reached 50%, but Shen Sihan's green value, which was already almost full, was stingy and only increased by 0.02.

It seems that the green hat is no longer able to irritate Shen Sihan.

But I didn't expect that guy Shen Yuetang to be honest and not come to sabotage after being warned by him, but he killed Cheng Yaojin halfway.

He was still in a state of drunkenness, and then quietly put his hand into the suit of the guy who took advantage of him, and wrapped it around the waist...

Xiao Chuhai was snatched from his arms, squinting his eyes and raised his head to look at the blond man in front of him, his eyes were full of gloomyness, recalling the experience of being thrown out of the racecourse, new and old grudges welled up in his heart, his voice was gloomy and cold Slowly said: "Lai, Miao, Er."

The beauty Lemuir was in her arms, leaning against the bar, holding Shen Fuli in one hand, and resting on the bar with the other, with her arms slightly bent, her slender and bony fingers holding the wine glass and taking a leisurely sip of the wine, watching He looked very comfortable, not paying attention to the person in front of him at all.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, as if he had just come out of a certain celebrity dinner, with a tie tightly bound around his neck, full of abstinence, the dazzling lights in the bar, and the turbid atmosphere could not infect him at all, like ice like snow, God Generally handsome appearance, graceful and luxurious, not stained with mortal dust.

But the smile on his face clearly shows that he is a playboy rolling in this world of mortals.

Abstinence has aroused the desire of countless people.

In the bar, countless eyes fell on him, staring at the rolling Adam's apple as he swallowed the drink, and couldn't help swallowing.

It was like a god falling into a magic cave, causing countless monsters to churn with desire.

Xiao Chuhai was furious, and threw his fist at him with lightning speed, but when the fist reached Lemuel's tall and luxurious nose, he couldn't move an inch.

Xiao Chuhai was furious, but at some point the two black-clothed bodyguards who appeared behind him had stretched out their hands to restrain him, "Let go of me!"

Xiao Chuhai struggled hard, but he couldn't shake the bodyguard at all. Instead, he was gently pulled by the bodyguard, and fell to the ground in embarrassment with a bang.

While he was dizzy, Lemuir waved his hand lightly, as if he was just brushing off an insignificant dust, and he was involuntarily dragged away by the bodyguards behind him and thrown out of the bar.

Xiao Chuhai stood staggeringly, got up and stared at the two bodyguards in black, but calmed down at this moment.

He stared at the door of the bar with cold eyes, but dark clouds rolled in his eyes.

It turned out that so many people were staring at him.

Ha ha……

Lock him up, lock him up.

A voice roared frantically in his heart.

Even if it is a substitute, he can only be my substitute.

Even if it is killed, it will not be given to anyone.

After a while, Xiao Chuhai curled his lips into a sneer, turned around and strode away.

In the bar, Lemuel chuckled lightly, took another sip of his drink, and then...

"Cough cough cough..."

All the wine in his mouth was coughed out, Lemuel hissed, grinned and touched his own weakness, "It hurts..."

Shen Fuli gritted her teeth in his arms, her hands were still exerting force.

Lemuel gritted his teeth, "Hey, is Xiaoli going to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor? Let go of the teacher, hiss..."

Shen Fuli sneered, and said softly: "It's okay if you don't want it, your unlucky master."

Lemuel was extremely wronged: "Didn't I think you were drunk and afraid of being taken advantage of by that brat?"

Shen Fuli was unmoved: "Hmph."

"Hush." ​​At this moment, Lemuir endured the pain, his voice suddenly regained his composure, the corners of his lips curled up, he looked in one direction and said: "Don't move, Shen Sihan is here, how about asking him to make amends for the teacher? "

Shen Fuli: "..."

His hand slowly pulled out of Lemuel's suit.

Lemuel's eyes darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly, his throat rolled, and he suppressed the sudden dryness.

He, who had enjoyed so much fun, was so easily teased by this little fox's unintentional action at this moment...

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Shen Sihan's approaching figure, Lemuel smiled, and wrapped Shen Fuli in his arms with his slender and powerful arms.

Shen Fuli: "..."

Shen Sihan walked towards the bar from the darkness, walking calmly.

The viciousness and violence in his eyes slowly hid in the depths of his eyes like a ghost following his steps, watching everything coldly, but his eyes returned to calm and indifferent.

He is tall, wearing a beige turtleneck sweater, his slender legs wrapped in dark slacks, his hair is not fixed with hairspray as usual, but soft and fluffy as if he just took a shower, It made him look even more warm, like a gentle and harmless big brother next door.

He walked closer and took a look at Shen Fuli who was held in Lemuel's arms.

Only the back of the head was seen.

With his eyes narrowed, Shen Sihan smiled slightly, and looked at Lemuel faintly, "It's late at night, I'm here to take Xiaoli back home."

Lemuel smiled, put down his wine glass, held Shen Fuli in one hand, rubbed Shen Fuli's hair with the other, and said with a smile: "Xiao Li said, come home with me today."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Shen Sihan suddenly chuckled.

The pent-up anger and rage finally rebounded on this one.

He brushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and the violent and sinister bird hidden in his eyes burst out, and sneered, "Very good."

After saying that, he picked up the wine bottle on the bar and threw it at Lemuel.

Not far away, Zhou Zhang's expression cracked.

Shen Shen, Shen Sihan, he, he, he actually got into a fight? !

Zhou Zhang shivered, seeing Lemuel's bodyguards rushing forward, he quickly directed his own bodyguards to come forward.

As a result, the scene immediately became chaotic, amidst the sound of pounding, pounding, and smashing, there were screams one after another.

Shen Fuli's feet left the ground, and was tossed and turned in the steady hug of this guy Lemuel, speechless for a while.

Ten minutes later, in the confusion, Lemuel suddenly moved his ears and heard a slight snoring.

He bowed his head slightly.

Helplessly smiled.

This little fox was actually in his arms when he was fighting, just like that...

Fell asleep……

Lemuel looked at Shen Sihan whose face was covered with paint, felt that it was almost done, and intentionally showed a flaw, and Shen Fuli was snatched back by Shen Sihan.

Both sides stopped their hands and confronted each other silently.

Lemuel smiled and said, "Okay, I wanted to wait for this guy to wake up and play cards together, but now it seems..."

Lemuel adjusted his sleeves without any wrinkles at all, and smiled lazily and indulgently: "Let's make an appointment another day, lest you lose money and dance with me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

At this moment, Shen Sihan hugged Shen Fuli tightly, like a lion defending his territory, staring indifferently at Lemuel's figure disappearing around the corner, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked down at the sleeping soundly in his arms Shen Fuli's eyes changed unpredictable, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

He picked up Shen Fuli, silently walked out of the bar that had been cleared, got into the car, and drove away in the night.

In a private room of more than 300 square meters on the third floor of the bar, a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old was lying on a comfortable and soft big bed, and his facial features were somewhat similar to Shen Fuli.

His fair and tender face was flushed like a ripe apple, and he was only wearing a white bathrobe. He was lying on the bed limply, panting lightly. When he saw Lemuel coming in, his face became even redder and wet. There was water in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the person who bought him for one night at a sky-high price was such a handsome man, and after tonight, he would have wealth that he could not squander in ten lifetimes.

Two men in white coats and rubber gloves stood aside respectfully,

"Sir, everything has been cleaned inside and out."

Lemuel walked to an iron shelf in the room, on which were placed