bad-hearted lover

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Life is just a few of the most painful places, they are strung together to make a person's life.

Because of Qianhui, I had the most painful time before, and now this kind of pain came again, and it was brought to me by this playful child who seemed to be heartless all day long.

He is still too young to say these words about love, his palm-sized face is only childish, I will not have the joy of being confessed, only the grief of a precious person leaving.

Even seeing him close his eyes heavily, I still feel that it is against the law.

This is probably my only, last violation.

For several days, I didn't go anywhere, just stayed in my own apartment, smoking, drinking, dazed, and then threw all the things I wrote on the ground, piled up with garbage.The bed also became a dispensable decoration, and I slept directly on the ground.

Sho called me many times, knocked on my door several times, and finally he took the security guards and yelled at them, forcing them to open the door by force.

There were probably people around to watch, there was more noise, and some people talked loudly and bluntly—see, the star has this attitude in reality, which is completely different from that on TV, stop worshiping him.

When Sho came in, there was obvious disappointment on his face, but this expression was only fleeting. He saw the mess in the room and me in the mess, and his eyes were full of surprise.

A good-tempered bed partner is mostly happy. Not only did Sho not get angry with me, he also thoughtfully took the broom to sweep the shredded paper on the floor, and put on that pink bear apron that seduced me. A knot was randomly tied at the back of the waist, and it drooped down into a bow that didn't look like a butterfly.

He asked his nanny agent to buy ingredients for cooking. His agent looked at me, frowned, and whispered to him:

"You don't do so much work, just to stay and take care of him. He is such a big man, and he still can't solve it by himself."

Sho looked back at me, pursed his lips, and signaled him to stop talking with his eyes.

Maybe it's because I was too messed up inside, so I wanted some comfort physically, or maybe it was just because of the fleeting loneliness on his face after seeing him coming in, and the bow tie drooping behind his slender waist. I had a feeling of heartbeat, and I got entangled with him again.

Sho also seemed to be very moved when he saw me frustrated, and he was so passionate that when he kissed me, his body collided with me violently.

"Your emotional obsessive-compulsive disorder seems to get worse when you see people sad." I panted and joked at him.

Sho frowned at me:

"I don't have that disease."

We didn't talk too much nonsense, and then we exchanged lips and tongues more intensely.

Hugging and taking a bath in the bathroom, the water is turned on and pouring down, and then kissing and caressing each other in the artificial drizzle, teasing each other, the blue eyes in the water curtain are very fresh, reminding me of the blue sea.The sea is vast, and he is also very tolerant.

When the bath was almost done, they moved back to the bed like conjoined twins. When they got on the bed, they immediately kissed fiercely. The tongues were soft and tough, licking and sucking each other's saliva.

It seems that the bed is not used to sleep, but to make love.

Sho was a little anxious, with unwiped water droplets all over his body, sat up half-wet, brushed his hair that was also half-wet, turned his head to kiss me, rubbed his cheek against me, panting and said:

"Let me come this time."

He was quickly on top of me, aggressively teasing me, panting with enthusiasm, letting out hot breaths.

Sho seems to want to be the active one. He is also very skilled when he is on the top, which is different from the occasional bewilderment when he is entered below. His eyes are full of burning desire, very aggressive.

It's just that I wasn't as comfortable as I expected. He was caressing on it, and I was only inexplicably strange. Instead, the previous high desire gradually cooled down, and most of my interest disappeared.

Some people are probably not suitable to be the one below. When he leaned behind me, I stopped him, turned over and pressed him back under me:

"I'll still come."

The person who was knocked down was a little flustered, his beautiful dark blue eyes moved, but after he calmed down, the corners of his brows and eyes quickly became amorous, releasing sexy hormones enough to seduce people, he looked at me lazily, and stretched out his arms to hug me The back of the neck, hands crossed and grasped tightly, raised his head and kissed me again.

When I was sweating profusely on him to vent, he reached out and hugged me tightly, put his arms around my back, raised his waist and pressed against me tightly, and pressed his heart against my chest. I heard a violent scream. The sound of my heart beating beat me alive.

"You... like him very much?" After the passion, the person next to me asked me hesitantly.

"I treat him like a son," I said.

Turning to look at him again:

"I like you better."

The person I watched was slightly stunned, and then he grabbed the quilt around his waist tightly.

I changed the clothes on the bedside:

"There is no way to continue like this. It has caused you trouble these days, and it seems to delay your work."

"It's okay, you and I don't have to be so polite." The person who spoke blushed slightly.

His rare and shy appearance made me not want to leave, and I really wanted to continue to drown here warmly with him.

It is said that I am blinded by the past, I seem to be too much blinded by the past, I am attached to Qianhui, but maybe it is not as deep as it was at the beginning, so many years of waiting have polished my passion, I will continue to be attached, maybe just Inertia dictates.

Although I hate Siming, it's not so strong that I have to take him down, otherwise I wouldn't choose to seize power and then turn a corner to beat him, which is time-consuming and can be repented halfway. I can just buy it directly. homicide.

The matter of Bie made me think a lot. It was not his fault that he was petty. I just used this excuse to reject him. It was indeed cruel. I should not make this mistake again.

Life is so fragile, if I don't cherish it any longer, it won't be an exaggeration to be struck by lightning. The young man in front of me is really good to me, and I really have a crush on him. Those excuses used to reject him in the past should be put aside.

I put on my suit jacket, leaned over and kissed his forehead tenderly:

"I'm going to work and will call you at night."

Sho narrowed his eyes lazily, and got up to give me a lingering and passionate kiss.

I went back to my work place again, and the first thing I did when I got to work was to send my men to check the license plate of the truck that hit Bie last time.When my subordinates reported that it was a black car, I was not too surprised, but more sure.

Shen Feng has always been domineering when dealing with people, and he would never deny it if he did it, and he would never use such a method of concealing his identity. There is almost only one suspect left, and I don't need to wrong him at all.

It's not that I don't want to kill someone before, but I've never been so eager. I plan to avenge Bie in the most direct way.

When I sent someone to keep an eye on Mr. Liu's whereabouts and was about to do something, Rooster did something I didn't expect. He put Shen Feng under house arrest.

Rooster seemed to attribute Bie's death to Shen Feng. Shen Feng didn't do it, but he couldn't say it because he had indeed sent someone to touch Bie before.

The rooster resorted to some tricks to lock Shen Feng in his villa room, and then announced that he was sick, while he sat in Shen Feng's seat.

Shen Feng's veteran subordinates were not dissatisfied with the behavior of the rooster, they shouted loudly to see Shen Feng, the rooster only frowned, and waved his hands to ask his men to cut off an arm of the one who yelled the loudest in public.

Blood splattered all over the place, and no one present was silent anymore.

Smiling crowned on Shen Feng's grand teacher's chair, the rooster who said these superficial words made me a little strange. He was no longer the innocent little bastard I knew at the beginning, who would kneel in front of me and say that he would work for me.

"Brother Han, we're up." Rooster said to me, but the smile on his face was always a bit cold.

He has changed after all.

The author has something to say: I can’t log in all the time, and I can’t post it after refreshing dozens of times. I can’t tell whether it’s jj draw or my online draw. In short, I’m crazy