you are my uncle

Zhaoming was stunned, as if the pause button had been pressed, and he remained motionless.

Liu Jiming quickly turned around and continued to drive the car.

Zhaoming held his breath in his heart, and was a little worried that such an extremely abnormal Liu Jiming would really do something out of line, so he could only stare at Liu Jiming sullenly, but he didn't make any more noise.

Ten minutes later, Liu Jiming drove into a high-end residential area, parked the car in the garage, got out of the car first, and then went to the back seat of the car to open the door for Zhao Ming, "Get out of the car."

Zhaoming couldn't wish for it, and wanted to run as soon as he got out of the car door, but Liu Jiming grabbed the collar of his clothes soon, and Liu Jiming said without any warmth, "If you dare to run, I will carry you up like I did just now." building."

Zhaoming broke out completely, turned around and roared angrily: "Fuck Liu Jiming. You uncle, who the hell are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business? I'm happy to be fucked. Can you control me? Why did you bring me to this ghostly place? If it weren't for you, I would be lying in bed drunk and dreaming, and collected a lot of money! You..."

Before Zhaoming could finish speaking, Liu Jiming forcibly pushed Zhaoming towards the vehicle body, pressed forward impatiently, and bit Zhaoming's lips.

Zhaoming was completely stunned, Liu Jiming kissed him, Liu Jiming actually kissed him...

Two or three seconds later, Zhaoming came back to his senses, struggling to push Liu Jiming away, but Liu Jiming restrained his hand, and continued to aggressively kiss him on the mouth.

Zhaoming bit the corner of Liu Jiming's mouth, and Liu Jiming left Zhaoming's lips with a hiss.

The corner of Liu Jiming's mouth was bleeding, mixed with the saliva from the two people's kiss just now, and the blood red was slightly blurred.

"Aren't you happy to be raped?" Liu Jiming sneered, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"I don't want to be fucked by anyone!" Zhaoming stared at Liu Jiming, who was still imprisoned between the car body and Liu Jiming's chest.

"Are you short of 3000 million? I'll give it to you." Liu Jiming let go of Zhaoming's hand and looked down at Zhaoming.

Hearing these words, Zhaoming couldn't restrain his heartbeat, his face softened, and he looked at Liu Jiming in disbelief, "How do you know..."

"Three years, stay by my side." Liu Jiming continued, his expression still ruthless.

"This is a check." Liu Jiming took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Zhaoming.

Zhaoming accepted the check with some hesitation, and it said that it was indeed 3000 million.

"You agree, I sign, and the money is yours." Liu Jiming continued.

"What? You want to be raped by various men to make a little bit of money, and you don't want to accept the 3000 million to be raped by me?" Liu Jiming sneered mockingly when he saw Zhaoming's delay in answering .

"I promise you." Zhaoming also smiled, he raised his head, met Liu Jiming's dark and sarcastic eyes, and smiled brightly, Liu Jiming was slightly stunned by that smiling face.

"Let's go boss." Zhaoming took Liu Jiming's arm, "Let's go upstairs, and you sign the contract for me."

Liu Jiming was a little surprised at Zhaoming's change of attitude so quickly, and soon smiled again. This kind of obedient Zhaoming is the Zhaoming he wants, isn't it?

With a smile on his face, Zhaoming watched Liu Jiming draw up the contract, signed it, and pushed the contract in front of him. He signed his name eloquently without even looking at the contract.

"Don't you want to take a look?" Liu Jiming asked.

"3000 million, even if you want me to die, I have no objection." Zhao Ming laughed.

"I won't let you die." Liu Jiming frowned slightly after hearing Zhao Ming's words.

"Look at you, you are frowning again, you will get wrinkles." A sentence that seems familiar, it is still the same person, but it is already a different situation and a different mood.

Zhaoming's heart is as dead now, his heart is completely dead.

Liu Jiming pulled the tie around his neck a little irritably, "Then let's talk about it, what do you need to deal with? Finish it today and move in tomorrow."

"Then please send this check to my dad. I don't have anything to clean up. I'll just move in today." Zhaoming slowly moved closer to Liu Jiming, moving his hands back and forth under Liu Jiming's body ambiguously.

Liu Jiming frowned again, and grabbed his restless hand.

"What? You don't like me like this? Don't you want to fuck me?" Zhao Ming smiled.

"I think so, but you don't even look at your outfit, can I do it?" Liu Jiming sneered.

Well, Liu Jiming can always find his weakest and deadliest place, and give him another blow, but he can't feel the pain anymore, his heart is already dead.

"I don't like this outfit, so I'll change it." After Zhaoming finished speaking, he began to take off his clothes, stripped off the tight leather jacket and pants, leaving a pair of white pants, and smiled at Liu Jiming, " Are you interested?"

Liu Jiming's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes darkened, Zhaoming saw lust in it.

It turns out that Liu Jiming can still react to him, shouldn't he be lucky that Liu Jiming, who has ignored him for three years, can still respond to him.

"Go take a shower first." Liu Jiming said in an orderly tone.

"Then Boss Liu, will you bring me the clothes you like to see me wearing? Or, how about I come out naked?" Zhao Ming didn't enter the bathroom, and he stood there without moving, watching with a smile that was not a smile. With Liu Jiming.

"Do you like not wearing clothes very much?" Liu Jiming asked coldly.

"I like it, how can I be fucked by you while wearing clothes?" Zhao Ming asked back with a smile.

"Do you want to be raped by others that much? Do you also look so low in front of Shen Shaofan?" Liu Jiming's voice was a little angry.

Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, "Of course not, I'm just showing my humble appearance in front of you."

Liu Jiming's expression softened a little, and Zhaoming continued: "Don't you just want to see me degraded? Otherwise, what kind of posture do you want Shan and Sanxi to use in front of you?"

Liu Jiming's relaxed expression darkened again, Zhao Ming didn't look at him anymore, turned around and walked to the bathroom.

As soon as he stepped into the bathroom and turned to lock the door, Liu Jiming pushed open the bathroom door arbitrarily and pushed him against the wall beside him. Zhaoming was naked, and the skin on his back shivered when it touched the cold wall.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Ming was still nervous.

"Fuck you." After Liu Jiming finished speaking, he bullied himself and kissed Zhaoming wildly.

He also turned on the shower head, and the water just sprayed out was still cold, but Liu Jiming didn't seem to feel it at all, the hot breath was exuding from his whole body, and the two of them were wet and entangled.

Zhaoming didn't respond, he closed his eyes slowly like a dead body, and let Liu Jiming bite on him.

The hot water slowly gushed out, and the two people's bodies were tightly pressed together, and a hazy heat wafted around.

Liu Jiming gnawed on Zhaoming's body like crazy, as if venting some dissatisfaction, suddenly Zhaoming's body began to tremble slightly, he raised his head, and saw Zhaoming's eyes were closed, his face was full of pain, his face Mixed with the water, I don't know if it's tears or hot water flowing from the nozzle.

Liu Jiming stood up straight at a loss, reached out to wipe the water on Zhaoming's face, Zhaoming slowly opened his eyes, and Liu Jiming met his eyes with affectionate and distressed eyes.

"You...were crying?" Liu Jiming said hesitantly.

Zhaoming laughed when he heard this, "This is water, boss, can't you tell the difference between water and tears?"

"You were shaking just now."

"Can I not shake from the cold water just now?" Zhaoming moved closer to Liu Jiming, and whispered in Liu Jiming's ear in a bewitching voice: "Keep on, keep on fucking me."

After hearing this, Liu Jiming looked at Zhaoming who had not moved for a long time, while Zhaoming looked at him with smiling eyes.

"Take a shower first." Liu Jiming said coldly, wiped the water off his face with his hand, turned and left the bathroom.

The door slammed shut, and Zhao Ming couldn't maintain his smiling expression any longer. He covered his face, sobbed silently, and gradually squatted down, letting the hot water above his head continuously drench him.

Ten minutes later, Zhaoming came out of the bathroom naked, because Liu Jiming didn't bring him any clothes.

There was no one in the living room, and Zhaoming was a little uncomfortable naked. He looked around, and there was some light from the door of a room next to him.

He went to the door and knocked. After a while, Liu Jiming came over and opened the door. Liu Jiming had already changed into the wet clothes just now, and his hair was still wet. Hold the phone to your ear.Seeing Zhaoming without clothes on, Liu Jiming's eyes fixed, and he quickly looked away again.

"Okay, I'll go over right away, you drag it for me first." Liu Jiming said this in a hurry and hung up the phone.

"Why don't you wear clothes?" Liu Jiming's eyes were a little strange.

"I told you to bring it to me, or I'll come out naked." Zhao Ming replied with a smile.

Liu Jiming turned around, quickly took a set of clothes and threw them into Zhaoming's hands, "There are new underwear under the closet, you can choose them yourself."

"I have something to do, let's go out first."

Zhao Ming didn't answer, just walked into the room, opened the closet, and started picking out underwear.

Liu Jiming turned around and continued: "I may not be back until later, if you are sleepy, go to bed first."

Zhaoming picked out his underwear and started to put it on. Hearing this sentence, he stopped his hands and his underwear was still hanging on his knees. He turned around and smiled at Liu Jiming: "Good boss."

Liu Jiming seemed to want to say something more, opened his mouth slightly, then quickly closed it again, finally turned around and left the room door, and the sound of the door closing was heard after a while.

Zhaoming suppressed the hypocritical smile on his face, and got dressed. Liu Jiming's clothes were a little too big. He stretched out his arm, looked at the long sleeve, stretched out his other hand and stroked it lightly. She smiled sadly, and then lay down on Liu Jiming's bed.

He was so tired that he would rather die at this second.