When a ruffian meets a veteran

When Ling Jianuo returned home, it was almost dark.As soon as he opened the door, he saw a pair of men's shoes on the shoe cabinet. Visually, they were size 43.After closing the door and walking into the living room, discordant voices came from the bedroom, Ling Jianuo stiffened his cheeks, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa and drank.

"Ohhhhhhh! Fuck you, you bloody ghost, it's so itchy, hurry up, after a while, that little bastard will come back... Ah! So comfortable, I like it so much, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , I like you! Ah!!!"

"Hey, what do you like about me? You like me fucking you?"

The frozen beer rushed into the throat, and the inflamed throat was a little stinging.Ling Jianuo raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled, because he drank too fast, the light yellow liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth, flowed down his neck and into his chest, and in an instant, the coldness penetrated, and the chill reached the bottom of his heart.

"Ah!!! So deep! So big!"

"Hey, you bastard, tell me, who is better than your dead man?"

"Woooo, don't, don't stop, you are amazing, good brother, you are the best."

The battle in the bedroom was in full swing, and the emotions in Ling Jianuo's lacquered eyes were changing. When the last drop of liquid slipped into his throat, the dark and damp hostility from his body was completely sprayed out, this damn bitch...

In the kitchen, every time Ling Jianuo went in, he could always feel Ling Yuntian's smell, the smell of Ling Yuntian who was wearing an apron and holding a spoon.In my memory, when Ling Yuntian was cooking when he was a child, he would always stand by the side, holding Ling Yuntian's trouser leg with one hand, looking up at Ling Yuntian pitifully.At this time, Ling Yuntian would always use chopsticks to pick up a small piece of meat and put it into his mouth, smiling dotingly on his face.

"Ah! Great, oh! Ah..."

The sharp and ear-piercing waves began to become hoarse and broken, piercing through the eardrums layer upon layer, smashing those warm memories into pieces, Ling Jianuo frowned in disgust, and blood flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to turn on the switch of the gas stove, and closed the window smoothly. In a short while, the small kitchen was filled with a strong smell of gas.His fiery red hair was drooping slightly, and most of his covered face was covered with an abrupt and ferocious expression, that crazy hatred, as if he wanted to go all out and drag all the ugliness to hell.

"Chi..." Ling Jianuo leaned lazily by the door, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth and took two puffs, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his thin mouth, he flicked his fingers, and the half of the cigarette was lit. The cigarette just fell on the counter next to the gas stove, the red star flickered on and off, and a wisp of blue smoke floated out, weak and ethereal but undercurrent.

Closing the kitchen door, putting away Ling Yuntian in his memory, Ling Jianuo's inner color instantly turned gray, and he cruelly pulled his lips into a curve, adding a bit of coolness to the cold pale pink.

"Crack! Haha... yell, keep yelling, yell louder for old..."

"Ah! Woohoo, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to... come out... ah!!!"

After getting rid of the scenes of white flowers in his mind, Ling Jianuo turned around and left the house expressionlessly. He locked the door, fastened the iron gate with an iron chain, and put the lock on it. The ignorant gasps in the bedroom were isolated.

The moment the wheels slid under the feet, the half of the cigarette that was deliberately forgotten on the kitchen table became more and more confusing...

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"Brother Can, you haven't come to see Axuan for many days, have you forgotten about Axuan?" With a charming voice and a pretty face, Axuan is wearing a tight black lace blouse, showing a soft and boneless body. The waist is small, the space is cut out, and the two points on the chest are faintly visible.He squeezed into the sofa, leaned most of his body on the man, pinched the orchid finger and pointed at the man's strong chest in reproach, winking like silk, and winking.

Wang Can put down the wine glass in his hand, hugged him into his arms with both hands, grabbed his buttocks twice, gnawed on his little fluffy ears, and said with a manly breath, "You A little goblin? Brother Can can’t forget you even if he forgets you? How are you with Brother Can tonight? Brother Can is thinking too hard about your little mouth.”

The provocative love words were implied, but Ah Xuan was happy to be taken advantage of. His eyes were full of desire, but his face was bright and charming. Matched with the pair of long and narrow eyeliners, there was a vicious vibe in the forest green, "Okay, just right Ah Xuan has learned a new flute piece, let Brother Can try it out."

Wang Can's lower abdomen became hot, and his eyes burst into light. He stuck the hand under Ah Xuan's buttocks into the gap through his trousers, and pointed vigorously, "The small mouth on the top can blow the flute, and the small mouth on the bottom can blow the flute." What can you do with your mouth?"

"I can give brother Can a call!" She rolled her eyes, frivolously frightened.The booing crowd around began to make jokes.

"Yo, Ah Xuan is serious, you really want to control Brother Can?"

"I want to break the news, I want to break the news. Our Xuanxuan bought bananas and cucumbers for a whole month to practice ventriloquism. Brother Can, you should enjoy it."

"Get out, everyone is not big or small, you can make jokes casually, brother Can? Are you itchy?" After cursing with a smile, Wang Can suddenly caught a glimpse of the person coming down from the upstairs, he put away his frivolity and pushed away Ah Xuan stood up, "Brother Jie, are you here?"

"Yeah..." Tang Wenjie took off his jacket with his backhand and threw it on the back of the sofa. Tang Wenjie sat down and glanced up at the stage.A faint smell of blood wafted from his body, Ah Xuan squeezed his body closer to Wang Can's arms, and whispered "Hello, Brother Jie".

Tang Wenjie ignored him, Wang Can patted Ah Xuan reassuringly and asked tentatively, "Brother Jie, do you want Xiao Yu to come over to accompany you?"

Looking around the venue, Tang Wenjie licked his lips and nodded to express his acquiescence. He squinted his eyes and sneered inwardly. After a while, he saw several men staring at Ling Jia, who was dancing on stage. promise to see.

Ling Jianuo wore a long white windbreaker, and his body covered in it looked very thin.He stretched out his hands, returned to the cage and hugged his chest, hooked one foot on the steel pipe on one side, raised his head and roared passionately.The waist that was bent back and folded into a quilt was as soft as if it had no bones. It was obviously alluring, but that face was too glamorous, and even the eyes were cold and ruthless.

"Hello, Brother Jie." In a daze, a body with a faint fragrance sat down next to his arm.Tang Wenjie squinted, stretched out his hand to embrace the unreliable boy, and softly boasted, "Xiaoyu is beautiful again."

The boy was a little shy, his face was red and cute, and his big watery eyes were half timid and half excited.

Putting his nose up and sniffing, Tang Wenjie closed his eyes in fascination, "Xiao Yu smells so fragrant today, it must be the smell of a Chinese Ghost Story."

The shyness on his face froze, fear flashed in the boy's eyes, he quickly shrank to the ground and knelt down, and explained in a panic, "I'm sorry Brother Jie, I, I'll just wash it off."

Ling Jianuo on the stage threw off his windbreaker and the top buttons of his shirt. During the sound of whistles, his black collar opened wide, revealing his beautiful white collarbone. The dim light locked on.

Tang Wenjie glanced at those corners, then retracted his eyes and touched his chin. Ling Jianuo, who was in a very wrong mood in the stands, took a while to pull up the sweaty boy on the ground and coaxed, "Well, no, Brother Jie just likes it." You smell delicious, Xiao Yu, how are you with Brother Jie tonight?"

"Okay" breathed a sigh of relief, the boy's frightened pupils burst out with excitement, but the anxiety in his heart made him more cautious.

"Come on, sit up." Tang Wenjie seemed to be having fun, and called him to sit on his lap, lifted his clothes, and kneaded his chest with his hands.

"Hmm..." The numb feeling like an electric shock rose from the nipples, and the boy's body immediately softened a little.

Ling Jianuo came down from the stage, glanced at Tang Wenjie who was sitting in the corner playing with men, walked straight to the bar and sat down, "Ah San, give me a glass of water."

"Why don't you drink today?" Ah San turned over a glass from the plate, turned around and poured out a glass of water and handed it over.

After drinking the warm liquid, most of the fatigue on Ling Jianuo's body disappeared immediately. He smiled kindly at Ah San, "This is fine, I guess there will be work to do in a while."

As soon as he heard about the work, Ah San shut his mouth tactfully. He knew that Ling Jianuo occasionally helped Tang Wenjie with work, but he didn't know what kind of work he was doing.Seeing the man walking towards this side, he lowered his head and pretended to tidy up the bar, and reminded Ling Jianuo in a low voice, "Be careful, Se Qi is coming."

Ling Jianuo didn't look back, and moved his fingers to signal him to leave, then drank the water in the glass one after another.

"Lose's first brother really lives up to his reputation, Jianuo, your dance is getting better and better, and you are getting more and more sexy." Seto Qi has more than ten shallow pits on the left side of his face. When he speaks, half of his flesh squeezes Pressed and pulled into twists, it looks tight.He moved his head to tease Ling Jianuo's ear, and stuck out his tongue taking advantage of the situation, and made a mark on Ling Jianuo's earlobe hidden under his hair.

Lose has a brother and a younger brother, and the first brother refers to Tang Wenjie, Lose's backstage boss.Tang Wenjie is somewhat famous in Taoism, and he has about a hundred brothers under his command.As the boss, the people below call him Brother Jie.And Ling Jianuo began to come and go to Lose two years ago. Although he did not join Tang Wenjie's gang, he was already labeled as Tang Wenjie. Because Tang Wenjie took extra care of him, everyone gradually regarded him as Tang Wenjie's younger brother. Come and see.

Ling Jianuo had learned Latin ballet dance before, and after arriving in Lose, he began to dance erotic dances. Over time, he attracted a lot of prying eyes, but he seemed to be unaware, and he never restrained himself.Fortunately, Lose is Tang Wenjie's domain, and everyone knows that he is Tang Wenjie's person, so although many people have tried to attack him in the past two years, no one has really dared to touch him.

Taking another two sips of water unhurriedly, Ling Jianuo put the cup on the bar, he turned his head, his eyes flicked across Seqi's bumpy face, and stopped on those eyes full of desire , "Seventh brother is so interested, he doesn't play at his own place, so he runs to Brother Jie's place to take care of business."

Not being rejected, Se Qi felt a little eager to move. He chased Ling Jianuo's head, took the ear and the hair into his mouth, and began to suck and swallow with a rough kick.Although he didn't know why this kitten with sharp claws was so docile today, but he had been coveting the body under the clothes for a long time, so he didn't care so much.

Ling Jianuo sat expressionlessly, without even frowning.

"Seventh brother is really in a good mood. I don't play at my own place, so I ran to my younger brother's place to take care of business." Tang Wenjie brought Wang Can over, his eyes were cold, he glanced at Ling Jianuo who bowed his head and said nothing, My heart is full of anger.

Letting go, Se Qi's eyes flashed fiercely, and when she turned around, she sarcastically said, "Brother Jie, you are welcome, Lose's first brother and younger brother really deserve their reputation, even the words of greeting are exactly the same. "

Ling Jianuo moved his eyelids and still didn't look up. Tang Wenjie glanced at him, and suddenly said with a smile, "Brother Seven is really being polite. Tonight, Wenjie is going to take Jianuo to see Uncle De, so I will excuse you first. Ah Can, Seventh Brother is a distinguished guest, you have to treat him well." After speaking, he didn't wait for Seto Qi to reply, he pulled Ling Jianuo and turned around to leave.

Wang Can blocked Seto Qi's way with a wink, and smiled very politely, "Please, Brother Seven, Ah Can will take Brother Seven to have fun."

Along the way, Tang Wenjie's entire face turned completely dark. With his hands, Ling Jianuo's wrist was pinched, and his bones felt like they were about to crack. "Let go!" Entering the room, he shook off Tang Wenjie's hand, kneading the pinched white wrist with his fingertips, with obvious impatience on his face.

Tang Wenjie squinted his eyes, and kicked his leg when he walked by.Ling Jianuo staggered and took two steps back, still couldn't stand still and fell to the ground and sat down.

"Kneel up!" Tang Wenjie yelled coldly, walked over and kicked him firmly on the thigh again.