There is always scum who wants to be reborn

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when the guests left, and the sky above them was a tainted blue.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when the guests left, and the sky above them was a tainted blue.

The entire banquet hall was still brightly lit, and all the guest rooms on the second floor were also turned on, only the one near the stairs was still dark, and there were a few vague rubbing sounds.

Zhu Wanxing was blocked at the door by Lu Tinghe arbitrarily, his slender figure was tightly covered by his broad shoulders.

He obediently raised his head and exposed his neck to be kissed. There have been several dark red hickey marks on his fair and beautiful side neck, and there is even a red mark from sucking under the end of his eyes. He looks pitiful with the smell of wet wine. Xixi.

Zhu Wanxing was completely drunk, squinting his eyes and rubbing his forehead against Lu Tinghe's chin, the tip of his nose kept moving to smell the alcohol in the air.

The mellow aroma of whiskey mixed with ebony fills the room, and he relies on alpha's kisses and touches like a kitten chasing catnip, like sunlight and oxygen.

Not knowing where it was touched, Lu Tinghe suddenly frowned and hissed, "Bad baby, where are the cat's paws scratching?"

Lu Tinghe held down Zhu Wanxing's paw through his shirt, and punched the tip of his nose as if punishing him, "You're being naughty again, do you want to be bitten again?"

"It's not a bad baby..." Zhu Ban subconsciously denied, and kissed his Adam's apple drunkenly, "It's too dark, I can't see brother clearly..."

His soft tone was terribly aggrieved, while he was talking, he struggled to open his fingers, stroking Lu Tinghe's well-defined abdominal muscles obsessively, and begged him in a vague voice: "Can you turn on the light? Just turn on the light and give me a hug."

He was already in someone's arms, and he was stupidly trying to use this as an embellishment. Lu Tinghe felt weak and at the same time aroused a bad idea that was almost undetectable, "Aren't you going to have an affair with me? Turn on the light and still What's the meaning?"

As he said that, he took his hand out of Zhu Wanxing's shirt, wrapped it around the back of his head to protect him, and then pushed it violently, as if he really wanted to hurry up, and pulled off his tie to tie Zhu Wanxing's eyes.

The last bit of dim light was taken away, and the touch of the body also became clearer. The little drunk cat was shaken more confused and moved, but he was not afraid at all. Everything Lu Tinghe gave was like breathing to him. as cozy.

He raised his head obediently, listened to the heavier and heavier breathing, and found the right direction, and then complained in a low voice of grievance: "Brother doesn't listen to me, he always bullies me on purpose...tied my hands... ..and eyes..." At the end, he hummed like a comment: "It's really abnormal..."

Lu Tinghe was amused by him, and kissed his eyes through the tie: "Little poor, I can't help but what to do, I am such a person, I deliberately bully you, just don't listen to you, what will Xingxing do?"

What else can I do?Zhu Wanxing squeezed into his arms, smiled as a matter of course: "Then I will listen to brother..." The next words were a bit shameful, but they seemed to have been prepared: "I, I want to Make a kitten for my brother...be a good baby for my brother..."

Lu Tinghe was stunned at first, then leaned over and kissed Zhu Wanxing's lips, pinching his chin to force him to open his mouth wide, so that he could drive straight in.

There was a naked and strong longing in the eyes staring at him, like a satisfied lion, and like a jackal with fierce eyes.

"Good boy, good boy..." He touched someone's lips and whispered, "Rub for a while..."

It was Zhu Wanxing's brain that was paralyzed by alcohol, but Lu Tinghe was the one who was more distracted. He directly rubbed the person in his arms and kissed him deeply from various angles. The oxygen in Zhu Wanxing's mouth was exhausted little by little. The gaps are all stripped away forcefully.

He couldn't see Lu Tinghe's face, so he could only call out to his brother in a soft voice, begging for mercy with the sound of being bullied, and Lu Tinghe wished he could die on him.

The rich omega pheromones in the room condensed into a provocative catalyst in an orderly manner, and rushed into the blood along his glands, arousing all the suppressed desires and the most primitive love thoroughly, Lu Tinghe could only Feeling a stream of warm currents continuously converging downwards, he gasped harder.

"Fuck—" Lu Tinghe was driven crazy, his palms landed on Zhu Wanxing's shoulders several times, relying on the remaining rationality to restrain the urge to push him down.

He didn't dare to kiss anymore, he just quietly hugged her in his arms, rubbed Zhu Wanxing's lips so painfully with his fingertips, his breathing became heavier and louder: "Baby... good boy... "

In the end, it seemed that I couldn't help but sigh: "I really want your mouth..."

Zhu Wanxing asked in confusion, "Huh?", his face was flushed with flesh and blood, and the water in his eye sockets seemed even more wet, as if he didn't understand, or as if he wasn't listening, the gears in his head were under the influence of alcohol. Under the dual action of Lu Tinghe and Lu Tinghe, it stopped working, and only the hotness deep in the body was stirred up a little bit.

Seeing his blank expression, Lu Tinghe was a little annoyed, and then smiled helplessly: "Little fool, you will torture me."

After understanding this sentence, Zhu Wanxing wanted to say "I don't have one", but before he could say anything, the door panel behind him was shaken.

"Ting He? Are you inside?"

Most of the enthusiasm dissipated in an instant, and the eyes of the two met, it was Lu Linjiang!

Zhu Wanxing took a deep breath and asked him in a low voice: "Brother?"

Lu Tinghe was much calmer, and took off his tie: "It's okay, it's time to come."

Lu Linjiang asked again outside, but still didn't get an answer, he signaled the housekeeper next to him to call the door: "Master, are you inside? I'm going to open the door and go in."

Zhu Wanxing's dizzy head panicked for a moment, and when he was thinking about finding a wardrobe to hide, Lu Tinghe grabbed his wrist, "Don't be afraid, baby, call him twice."

Zhu Wanxing was stunned: "What?"

Lu Tinghe smiled and said nothing, pressed Zhu Wanxing's shoulder and pushed him against the door, "Oh!" Zhu Wanxing called out in a half-panic and half-acting voice: "Brother Lu...don't do this...Uncle is here Outside... um..."

There was a lot of movement between them, the two people outside the door could hear clearly, the butler smiled awkwardly, while Lu Linjiang twitched the corners of his lips contemptuously, as if he was satisfied that Lu Tinghe had done a good job and subdued Zhu Wanxing so quickly, or as if he was It was not Zhu Wanxing who made fun of him for pretending to be noble in the end.

And the two people in the door who don't know who subdued them are acting and kissing at the same time, Lu Tinghe is deliberately bullying others with the excuse of acting, Zhu Wanxing's voice is hoarse with alcohol, and his eyes are full of water vapor behind him. I don't even know what I yelled, "Brother Lu...don't...uh——"

Lu Tinghe leaned over and approached him, with a wicked look in his eyes: "You really don't want it?"

Zhu Wanxing naturally couldn't say no, but it was pitiful to be bullied, and whispered in a low voice with red eyes: "Brother...so heavy...it hurts..."

"Squeamish bag."

Lu Tinghe smiled, knowing that he was acting like a baby, he couldn't bear the pain, so he quickly put him down, hugged him and coaxed him.

Lu Linjiang winked outside the door, but the housekeeper bit the bullet and leaned forward again, "Master, sir told you to take Young Master Zhu with you for a while—"

A muffled "bang" directly interrupted his words, Lu Tinghe slammed his fist on the door, "Get lost!"

Even Lu Linjiang scolded together.

The housekeeper was taken aback, Lu Linjiang was naturally not good-looking, but for the sake of holding Zhu Wanxing, he forced himself to act like a loving father, and sneered loudly on purpose: "You bastard, you are impatient. "

Zhu Wanxing was relieved when there was no movement outside the door, and leaned on his shoulder and exhaled: "I'm scared to death, I'm so scared."

Lu Tinghe glanced at his lower body amusedly, and said threateningly: "Okay little drunkard, calm down."

Zhu Wanxing's head is still dizzy. Drunk people are most afraid of being startled, so they try their best to wake up. When the energy is loosened, they will only get more drunk. Lu Tinghe is afraid that he will have a headache tomorrow, and he doesn't want him to toss around anymore. He wants to coax him He took a shower and went to bed early.

"Huh? Are you going to sleep now?" Zhu Wanxing asked blankly: "Aren't I going to meet Lu Linjiang together?"

"Don't let him see." Lu Tinghe said disdainfully: "Listen to him, he just wants to confirm whether the person inside is you, and then hit me by the way."

Zhu Wanxing nodded drunkly, "But can I just sleep here? Otherwise, I'd better go home."

"Just sleep here." Lu Tinghe couldn't bear to let this little drunk go back by himself, thinking that he had been living alone in that villa for the past two years, his heart ached.

Zhu Wanxing reacted for a while, then squinted his eyes and laughed, "Is my brother reluctant to part with me? I am also reluctant to part with my brother."

As he spoke, he leaned over and sat on Lu Tinghe's lap, rubbing his lips obediently: "I can't sleep well when my brother is not here. Whether I open my eyes in the morning or close my eyes at night, I want to see my brother first."

Lu Tinghe thought in his heart that he was drunk and began to chatter again. He said these nice things desperately, lifted himself up and put it aside.

"Little villain, did you do it on purpose?" He moved his legs, his voice was a bit gnashed: "Bad baby, you picked me up and pretended not to understand, why are you so good at grinding me?"

Zhu Wanxing died unjustly, but his drunken head really couldn't think of how to refute, so he could only repeat with a crying face: "It wasn't intentional."

Then he got up and hung on his lap: "Here, it won't be worn out like this."

Lu Tinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are striding on my body, and you won't let me touch it in the future? You won't sleep next to me?"

"I want to stick it, I want to stick it!" Zhu Wanxing was in a hurry, and hurriedly sat back, fearing that Lu Tinghe would repent, but Lu Tinghe, who was sitting directly, snorted and frowned tightly.

The blue veins on his forehead were protruding, no matter how dizzy Zhu Wanxing was, he could still feel where he was sitting, and immediately blushed: "I...I really didn't mean to..."

Lu Tinghe didn't speak, just closed his eyes and let out a breath, Zhu Wanxing looked at him like a child who made a mistake, his eyes were wet and foggy: "Then I... I won't sit... "

He supported his chest to get up, and when he got up, his waist and hips inevitably twisted.

"Zhu Wanxing!" Lu Tinghe groaned, squeezed his waist and slammed him down, his eyes were full of longing when he raised his eyes and glanced over.

Zhu Wanxing was dumbfounded by his calling, and sat there pitifully, neither moving nor moving, his little face was covered with blush, and even the red marks that were sucked out under the corners of his eyes seemed aggrieved: "I It wasn't intentional, my brother told me not to sit..."

"I want to get up and you scare me and say you won't sleep with me...sit down and say I'll grind you..."

There was a layer of blue veins on the top of Lu Tinghe's head, and he looked at him fiercely, with an expression that was completely like: What are you talking about?

But the more he talked, the more he felt that he was justified, and he didn't know where the confidence came from, so he muttered back against his gaze: "Want me to sit for a while and don't sit for a while... What do you think of me? …”

"Then I'm drunk, you look at me and don't speak, I don't know what brother means...why are you still moody..." A thought suddenly appeared in Zhu Wanxing's mind: "I Got it! Brother won't be drunk by me too!"

Lu Tinghe: "What?"

The more Zhu Wanxing's dizzy head thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and after he thought it over, he felt aggrieved: "Obviously it's my brother who can't make up his mind, and you have to blame me for getting drunk so quickly..."

"I just said that it's not so serious to just sit for a while, I just make a fuss out of a molehill."

"It's not like I haven't sat before...every time I sit like this..."

"If you don't want me to sit, I won't sit. You pushed me to sit down..."

"Although it's really comfortable to sit, I didn't insist on sitting."

"The next time that brother doesn't want me to sit, just tell me that I don't sit—oh!"

Che Jilu's words ended with an exclamation, and Lu Tinghe was so angry that he overturned him and slapped him twice: "Zhu Wanxing, I don't care if you're drunk or not, if you keep giving me a full mouth, I'll let you sit." my face."

Zhu Wanxing was taken aback, the place where he was beaten was shrunk pitifully by the wind, he thought with a bitter face: why is brother angry again?Is he more drunk than me?

He had no choice but to coax people in a low voice, expressing that although you were inexplicably angry, I was not angry: "Then you want to sit like me, why don't you just say it."