sticky essence

1.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Before the door was opened, Wen Xi's cold voice came from the living room. Yan Zeyi raised his hand to check the time. The minute hand on the dial pointed to seven.

Arrived a quarter of an hour late.

"Sorry baby, the Xiongchu Avenue is a bit blocked." Yan Zeyi closed the door and took off his shoes without haste, as if he didn't take Wen Xi's indifference to heart at all.

He put on his slippers, and leaned in front of Wen Xi, wanting to bow his head and kiss him, but Wen Xi, who was sitting on the sofa, avoided him in disgust.

"You're a quarter of an hour late!" Wen Xi's voice was as piercing as paper torn, as if Yan Ze Yifan had made a huge mistake.

"I'm sorry," Yan Zeyi half-kneeled on the floor, holding his still pretty face in his warm palms - as long as he saw this face, he would never be able to get angry: "Forgive me, okay ?"

The living room with no lights on was filled with darkness and silence. The faint moonlight fell on Wen Xi's face through the window, as if putting a silver mask on him.His eyeballs were penetrated by the light, bright as a crystal ball, he faced the light, and Yan Zeyi could easily see the tear stains in his eyes against the light.

"Let the baby worry." Yan Zeyi stretched out his arms to hug him, his slender arms and strong physique formed an impenetrable wall to surround Wen Xi.The heat of his skin gave Wen Xi a sense of security. He felt his frantically beating heart gradually calm down, and the despair of being alone and helpless like drowning gradually disappeared.

"...I shouldn't have killed you." Wen Xi stretched out her hand to hug this kind man back, and there was a crack in his cold voice: "Don't hate me."

well.Yan Zeyi closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.

2.

The first time Wen Xi met Yan Zeyi was at her 20th birthday party.

It's ridiculous, because no adult will hold a banquet with great fanfare when he is two years old, and Wen Xi doesn't want to, but he doesn't have the right to make decisions—no, he doesn't even have the right to speak out in protest.

His father, no, it was his stepfather who insisted on holding a grand banquet to win the mayor's favor, no, his biological father's favor, euphemistically stating that he did not treat his son badly.In this way, there will be a steady stream of wealth pouring into the pocket - the stepfather, a man wearing a green hat with the most realizable value, ignored Wen Xi's disgust in an unkind way.

He found someone to put Wen Xi under house arrest, and hired bodyguards to escort Wen Xi into the venue on the day of the banquet.

If Wen Xi was an obedient and good boy, of course his stepfather would not use such means to affect his image, but Wen Xi is a cunning vicious dog, beating and cursing people has long been commonplace, he is like a vicious hedgehog Attacking everyone indiscriminately—it was almost in his nature.

He still holds a grudge.

So during the few days under house arrest, he thought of a good way to make his stepfather and biological father make a fool of themselves.First, he'll jump off the second floor of a hotel, break his leg at best, be paralyzed at worst -- it doesn't matter, and then he'll tell everyone his true self when everyone gathers around him. Identity - the mayor's illegitimate son!

"It was Wen Jian who pushed me. He helped the mayor murder me." This is a necessary line, and it will be the end of all the confessions in more than ten different scenarios he imagined.

At that time, no one will question and be unreasonable. It is really untrue. People who watch the excitement will only use their mobile phones to take pictures and post them on the Internet. By then, the truth will no longer matter. What will matter is his dear stepfather And dear biological father, there is no hope for the future of this pair of gangsters.

Wen Xi is very confident that his plan will be successful—he has realized countless plans since he was a child. This time, at the cost of his own life and health, the harvest must be huge and sweet.

The cold wind blew his face, and Wen Xi, who managed to avoid the bodyguards, sucked the air with icy scum masochistically, and he finally broke free from the quagmire-like heating in the room.He looked out, it was a small balcony towards the main entrance of the hotel, it was an accessory of a private room, and it was also a highland for his revenge.

Vehicles and people moved slowly under his nose like mindless worms.They definitely didn't expect that a person would fall here in a while. Thinking of this, Wen Xi smiled rarely. He was looking forward to the frightened faces of those people, and his own blood on the soles of those people's shoes.

Three, two, one.

Just as he jumped, a man rushed over and grabbed his wrist at the last moment.

"Ah!" The man growled, and his arm made the sound of loose parts. He ignored it, but said to Wen Xi in a deep voice: "Hold on to me!"

Wen Xi was half suspended in the air, his body was fluttering like a flag in the wind, his hands didn't use any force at all, and the man was holding him.For three or nine days, the man's sweat dripped on his face, and Wen Xi felt a little dirty. He didn't understand why this guy was more nervous than himself.

"let go."

"Don't give up!" The man grabbed him even harder.

Wen Xi heard a noisy sound from the ground, and when he looked down, it turned out that someone had gathered.This is the best opportunity, how can he be willing to plan to fail like this?

"Let me go!" Wen Xi yelled at the man: "It's none of your numbness, let go!"

"Persist a little longer," the man said with a firm expression, unaffected by his harsh words, "Persist a little longer, someone will come soon."

Wen Xi was about to be annoyed, he couldn't help sneering a few times, and said, "I'm going to die, why are you in the way."

The man didn't answer any more, he grabbed Wen Xi with his other hand suddenly, and because of this most of his body protruded from the fragile railing of the balcony.His expression was visibly distorted, and he gritted his teeth with force. Wen Xi felt himself being lifted up. He widened his eyes and couldn't believe it, but the moving scenery told him this was the truth.This strong determination and strength unfrozen his heart and started beating deafeningly again.

"What do you want!"

"Don't move!" The man shouted even louder: "Ah——!"

In the next second, Wen Xi's eyes flickered, and he felt a strong hand grabbing his belt and pulling him to the ground, the balcony ground.

Wen Xi looked up in shock, and found that the man had fallen to the ground, his hands were limp on both sides of his body as if dislocated, and he was panting in pain.

"You..." As soon as Wen Xi spoke, the man was about to shake his head. It was obvious that he was struggling to speak now.

Why do you want to save me? Wen Xi swallowed this half sentence, I don't know you at all.

3.

"Easy... Hiss..." Yan Zeyi frowned, and moaned unbearably, "Baby, love me."

Wen Xi pushed him hard angrily, and the white foamy juice under her body flowed down Yan Ze's honey-colored thighs, soaking the bed sheet.

"Mr. Yan, look at you, you are my bitch." Wen Xi hugged him from behind, kneading Yan Zeyi's plump chest muscles into various shapes with both hands, poking her pitiful nipples from between her fingers When it comes out, it is so popular that it makes people feel pitiful.

While bearing his blow, Yan Zeyi turned his head to kiss him with difficulty: "Ah! Ah... I, I am your little bitch, baby, hurry up..."

At night, the two of them were laying on the bed having a good time, and the news was rebroadcasting on TV.

"...At present, Zheng Minqin, the former mayor of City X, has handed over to the Beijing Supreme Court. According to our reporter's report..."

Wen Xi took his penis from Yan Zeyi's body, and that little crimson mouth was still sucking on him reluctantly. He touched the wet penis, and said seriously: "You have more and more water."

Yan Zeyi blushed a little, his sao talk was limited to going to bed, once he stopped making love, even the two of them would be nervous to take a bath together.

"Stop talking," he turned his back, not wanting Wen Xi to see his embarrassment: "I'm hungry."

Wen Xi loves his appearance the most. It is not like the posture of an upper-class elite in a suit on weekdays, but can be completely controlled by herself.He is willing to pamper and love him, no matter what Yan Zeyi asks of him, he will satisfy it.

Because this person is his only baby.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I want scrambled eggs with bacon."

Wen Xi forced him to come over, leaving a gentle kiss face to face: "Wait."

There was the sound of the range hood in the kitchen, and Yan Zeyi was lying on the bed in a daze.He remembered that when Wen Xi first lived with him, she was a child who couldn't hold a soy sauce bottle upside down, but now she is proficient at making squirrel mandarin fish.

A year ago, Mayor Zheng was investigated for corruption, which brought out all the interested parties who had a relationship with him in bribery. Among these people, Wen Xi's stepfather, Wen Jian, was the first to bear the brunt. 21 years ago, when Mayor Zheng was just a small section chief of the local People's Bank, a police officer accidentally became pregnant with his child because of a health care accident. Ten years later, Mayor Zheng was transferred to the provincial government. When the People's Bank of China was the vice-governor, the deceased mother, a gray-haired old man, took her children and ran to her work unit to find him.

At this time, President Zheng had been married to the daughter of the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee for three years, and the child was one year old.In order to avoid the exposure of this scandal, President Zheng is in a state of desperation.At this time, a local real estate developer named Wen Jian took the initiative to find him.He said that he was willing to share the worries of the president and adopt the child.

After that, Chen Xi, who followed her grandmother to pick up rubbish in a small city and lived a life of a hooligan for ten years, officially changed her name to Wen Xi and became a legitimate rich second generation.

He was not excited about being able to live in the villa, he only knew that he was abandoned for the second time.

When he was three years old, his mother, a self-employed massage shop owner, told him that she was going to work in Shenzhen, so that she could often take Xixi to eat KFC in the future. The woman brought her mother from the countryside and asked him to take care of her. grandson.The old and the young were looking forward to a better life in the future, until there was no news for half a year after the woman left, and the two who could not pay the rent were kicked out by the landlord and started a wandering life.

Wen Xi’s grandmother is not the simple and hardworking farmer on TV, she is just an old man with little culture and morals. She instigates Wen Xi to pretend to be a sick child and beg at the hospital gate, and asks Wen Xi to go to a crowded commercial street to steal wallets In addition to mobile phones, her traditional thinking also makes her love Wen Xi very much to a certain extent-so the young Wen Xi only feels that life is tiring, but not lonely.

At that time, he simply thought that his mother was a shameless woman raised by a dog, and his grandmother was the benefactor who worked hard to raise him.

Until he was adopted by Wen Jian and found out that his grandmother had exchanged a large sum of money with these adults for him to go back to his hometown, a new definition came into his mind: both his grandmother and his mother were shameless women raised by dog ​​days, and they were both abandoned. own bitch.

At this time, Wen Jian was also in distress. He did not expect that he brought back a child who looked like a savage. He was ten years old and couldn't even write his own name.He was full of foul language all day long, and punched and kicked people.In a fit of rage, he sent Wen Xi to a local school with military management.

Wen Xi went through the painful process of 'correction' there, and his pretty face and bad personality became the legitimate reasons for some male teachers to 'educate' him.Here, Wen Xi knows what is beyond the sky, the evil of evil.He began to learn new knowledge, and let these things become strength to nourish his darkened heart. Five years later, Wen Xi passed the admission line of the provincial key high school with excellent grades, and got the chance to see the sun again.

All his thoughts and hobbies are focused on the simple word revenge, and he even once thought that he was sent by heaven to punish these wicked people. The determination to drag these people to death together.

Wen Xi conceived countless plans, but failed on the one that was likely to succeed—because of the appearance of Yan Zeyi.

"Okay," Wen Xi walked into the bedroom with a plate: "Let's eat."

"I can go down and eat." Yan Zeyi sat up and took the plate in his hand.

"No need, it's more comfortable to lie down." Wen Xi sat on the edge of the bed and watched him eat bite by bite.He found that he likes to watch Yan Zeyi chewing continuously, there is a kind of silent happiness, as if conveying the message that this food is really delicious.Thinking that the things in Yan Zeyi's mouth were made by herself, Wen Xi felt joy gushing from the bottom of her heart like a fountain.

Seeing him staring at him, Yan Zeyi forked a piece of tender yellow egg and fed it to him. There was some cheese in the scrambled egg, and the slightly melted cheese pulled threads as thin as spider silk in the air, but the sweet heat disappeared in the air. air.

Wen Xi leaned over to eat the egg, obviously just a piece of food, but he had the illusion of kissing Yan Zeyi, and even the ordinary steel fork became like some kind of sex prop.

"Is it delicious?" he asked.

"Yeah," Yan Zeyi nodded, "It's delicious."

The author has something to say:

Two days ago, I read a novel, which is the depressed type, the handsome and unrestrained type, or the young, which perfectly fits my cuteness, but after reading three-quarters of it, tm found that I was standing on the counterattack, and I almost had a mouthful of old blood Choke me.The next day, I cut my leg to heal myself and wrote this article.