Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

The beige light poured down and sprinkled on the bruises on Fu Liang's body, and the white skin was mottled.

Song Jingyuan couldn't help but see some water vapor in his eyes, and he gently caressed Fu Liang's body with his fingertips, but his tone was freezing cold: "This afternoon, my date with that woman was perfect, and we have a room in the hotel..."

Fu Liang was agitated by his words and trembled: "Open a room?"

Song Jingyuan's lowered eyelashes covered the inextricable emotions in his eyes: "Yes."

"Oh, very good."

Fu Liang perfunctory against his will.

According to his understanding of Song Jingyuan, Song Jingyuan will definitely increase his strength immediately and make him pay for his "perfunctory".

However, Song Jingyuan was always gentle.

Fu Liang felt a dull pain in his heart, guessing maybe Song Jingyuan and Su Yingying had made great progress, right?

In the past, Song Jingyuan's emotional attachment to him may have been due to his over-reliance on him since he was a child. When he met someone who really moved his heart, he suddenly realized that the so-called obsession with love in the past was just a misunderstanding.

Actually... that's pretty good.

Fu Liang thought, his BE alone is easier than the BE of him and Song Jingyuan, anyway, he has to leave this world after completing his mission.

If the mission fails, hehe, no matter which world he is in, he will cease to exist.

"By the way..." Fu Liang reached for the small black pocket on the bedside table, "It's for you, open it and have a look."

Song Jingyuan stopped his hands in despair, took the pocket in his hand, and took out the small black hardcover gift box inside. After seeing the conspicuous logo on the gift box, Song Jingyuan's heart skipped a beat.

The slender and fair hand opened the gift box, and the limited edition watch came into view. He remembered this watch...

Fu Liang also remembered it, and smiled lightly: "Isn't this the watch you asked me if it looked good? Since you like it, of course my brother will buy it for you."

elder brother! ?

Just brother! ?

"Hmph," Song Jingyuan sneered inwardly.

After he saw the watch, there was no expression of surprise that Fu Liang expected. Fu Liang was a little puzzled, Song Jingyuan's demeanor and behavior were a little strange tonight.

"Take Su Yingying 5000 million and spend 60 to buy a watch to get rid of me? Then leave tomorrow morning without anyone noticing, brother, your plan is really clever..."

Song Jingyuan's tone was calm, but every word he uttered made Fu Liang tremble, "Are you really going to play basketball this afternoon? Isn't it with Su Yingying's people thinking how to leave me?"

Fu Liang's cheeks went numb after being exposed: "You...know everything?"

He didn't expect that Song Jingyuan would find out about the phone call with Su Yingying. Sure enough, women are the variables of bad things.

Song Jingyuan took out the watch from the gift box, and curled his lips disdainfully: "So, you lied to me again? Your injury is not because you played basketball and clashed with others, but because you sat on the floor and asked for more money. Beat it?"

Fu Liang felt a little wronged: "..."

It really doesn't matter to him whether the money is more or less.

Song Jingyuan leaned closer to him, and the breaths of the two blended together. He asked softly, "Brother, do you think I asked you if it looks good because I like this watch?"

Fu Liang noticed that the red blood in his eyes became thicker: "Why is that?"

His tone was trembling with caution.

"Because I thought you would like it..." Song Jingyuan laughed self-deprecatingly, "This is the gift I picked for you, and I'm already saving money to buy it for you...but it doesn't matter now."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the watch with his right hand on the ground, and the glass dial was smashed to pieces immediately.

Fu Liang came back to understand that Song Jingyuan did not empathize with others, he still loved him very much, his heart suddenly felt a tingling feeling of being pierced by thousands of arrows, the pain was so bloody and bloody.

"what--"

Fu Liang screamed, and Song Jingyuan's hand slammed into his wound.

Immediately afterwards, Song Jingyuan tightly covered his mouth again, his eyes were stern: "Don't bark, don't you want to leave and leave me? Tonight, let's end it."

Fu Liang opened his eyes wide, and his mouth was covered to death by him. He didn't understand what Song Jingyuan wanted to do, but the fear was real, and the coolness crept up along the tailbone.

Song Jingyuan took out the silver handcuffs that he had prepared earlier from under the pillow, and handcuffed Fu Liang's left and right hands to the head of the bed.

"What do you want to do?"

Fu Liang's voice was a little hoarse. Under Song Jingyuan's restraint, he couldn't break free from the injury.

Song Jingyuan's hand gently stroked his face, his eyes were full of despair: "You will know when the time comes."

Fu Liang began to breathe uneasy, and he had an intuition that what Song Jingyuan was going to play this time might be more terrifying than he had imagined.

Song Jingyuan knelt on his waist, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips: "I'll take a bath again, wait for me."

He smiled slightly, but the arc of his lips made Fu Liang tremble with fear.

Looking at his sick eyes, Fu Liang struggled and worried: "What's wrong with you? Did you do something? What are you going to do now?"

Song Jingyuan didn't answer him. After getting up from him and going into the bathroom, he came out with a ball of towel in his hand. He stuffed the towel into Fu Liang's mouth, put his index finger in front of his lips and whispered: "Brother, be quiet, I'll tell you everything after I take a shower."

He raised his lips with a perverted smile, then got up and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, there was the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

Fu Liang was in pain all over his body, and his stomach was even more uncomfortable. He wanted to take advantage of Song Jingyuan's bath to get out of the shackles of the handcuffs, so he struggled desperately regardless of his injuries, with sweat pouring down his face.

He clenched the towel in his mouth, curled the fingers of his left hand into eagle claws, tried his best to take off the stainless steel ring of the handcuffs, but the ring was too small, and his twisted left hand was scratched with vivid bloodstains, and the phalanges were squeezed and scratched to the point of breaking Broken.

The whites of Fu Liang's eyes were bloodshot, his face was twitching in pain, his face turned pale and his lips trembled and turned yellow, and he could almost faint from the pain in the next second.

The fastened bracelet seemed to take off a layer of skin from his left hand, and his beautiful hand was scratched and bloodied.

"Well--"

Fu Liang held back all his strength, and a painful groan came out of his throat. At the same time, the knuckles of his left fingers struggled to escape from the narrow steel ring, and severe pain hit his whole body.

The whole left hand was in burning pain and trembling uncontrollably, as if it no longer belonged to him.

Fu Liang didn't dare to delay, he raised his uncontrollable left hand to remove the towel from his mouth, then sat up reluctantly, trying to get his right hand out of the handcuffs.

The blood red under the skin of his left hand was shocking, the knuckles of the knuckles were so broken that the bones could almost be seen, and the blood from the wound kept oozing out.

Fu Liang raised his left hand carefully and let his left hand help his right hand to take off the handcuffs, but it was difficult for his left hand to exert any more force. His whole body was soaked in sweat, especially the wound hit by a baseball bat this afternoon. His eyes were dazzled by the pain, and his lips were pale.

At this time, he accidentally glanced at something in the crack of the bed out of the corner of his eye, and took out that thing with a trembling left hand...

Fu Liang's pupils suddenly enlarged, it was a sharp military dagger.

"Brother, you found out."

Song Jingyuan's light and ethereal voice sounded mysteriously behind him.

With a sound of "bang dang", the dagger in Fu Liang's hand fell to the ground in fright.