I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

Cong Jun lowered his head, hiding under the shadow of Yan Yiming.

With one hand propped on the wall behind him, the people around were immersed in the entertainment, and no one noticed their somewhat ambiguous postures.

He couldn't make this choice, but the person in front of him was still waiting for his answer.

He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to make a sound, a voice came in at the right time.

"Mr. Cong." Yan Ruohao stood not far away, greeted symbolically, walked over and noticed something was wrong between the two of them, Yan Ruohao's lips curved slightly, and looked at Yan Yiming: "This is you There is something going on in front of you, why don't you go and take a look?"

The crowd in front was gradually attracted, as if something important and difficult had happened, the spectators stopped the onlookers, and the manager was also mediating in the midst of the accident.

One of them didn't buy it, and pulled the manager's tie aggressively.

Without saying anything, he passed Yan Ruohao and walked over.Yan Ruohao looked at Yan Yiming's back, stepped back and leaned against the wall behind Cong Jun's shoulder: "My brother has no shortcomings in relationships, but he is too serious. Sometimes he won't come out when he is trapped in a maze. .”

Yan Yiming has no shortage of bed partners, and many women around him send them to his door.It's okay to play around with Mr. Cong, but be serious with a man.

Ah.

"Mr. Cong, I know that if you do one thing, you will plan the rest, but you should also know the consequences of being with Yan Yiming."

Perhaps the two of them didn't think too much, but Cong Jun and Yan Yiming will one day stand on opposing sides.

Not because of anything else, but because of a different identity and a different world.

"What you worry about won't happen."

A slight voice rang in Yan Ruohao's ear, and he turned his head, Cong Jun's eyes under the light showed an inexplicable firmness and persistence.Yan Ruohao smiled: "What qualifications do you have to say such things?"

Seeing Yan Ruohao's smile, Cong Jun froze in place, and the two looked at each other silently, as if they both understood their thoughts.

One remained silent while the other waited for an explanation.

The troublemaker was just a drunk, and when he saw Yan Yiming, the two troublemakers calmed down a lot, and when they came back from work, they saw that the atmosphere between Yan Ruohao and Cong Jun was a bit weird.

Yan Yiming stood in the distance, and both of them saw Yan Yiming.There was an inexplicable tacit understanding between the three of them, Yan Ruohao let Yan Yiming drag Cong Jun out of the underground club without asking anything.

He didn't have much contact with Cong Jun, but he couldn't see Cong Jun's determination.And Mr. Cong is very cunning.

Everyone in high school knew that the relationship between Yan Yiming and Cong Jun seemed to be Yan Yiming's voluntary contribution, and Cong Jun silently accepted everything that Yan Yiming compulsively gave.

But only Yan Ruohao understands that Cong Jun fell in love with Yan Yiming first.Then he refused to keep a distance from Yan Yiming.

Like a woman, playing the game of playing hard to get.

"What did he say?"

The light in the corridor was dim, and he didn't hear the answer behind him. As soon as Yan Yiming turned around, Cong Jun took his hand and pressed him against the wall. Looking at Yan Yiming's eyes, he slowly moved his gaze to Yan Yiming's lips.

Tentatively biting Yan Yiming's lips, and pushing his tongue into Yan Yiming's mouth, the smell of cigarettes mixed with body fluid permeated Cong Jun's mouth.

Yan Yiming was also just stunned for a moment, and pulled Cong Jun to hug Cong Jun's waist tightly: "What did Yan Ruohao say?"

"I didn't say anything." Holding Yan Yiming's head with both hands and kissing it again, Cong Jun bit Yan Yiming's lip with some force: "Is there a room here?"

Yan Yiming smiled, and pulled Cong Jun into the elevator to the second floor.

From the elevator door to the room, Cong Jun didn't let go, wrapping around Yan Yiming like a wild cat in heat.

Undressed and lying on the bed, Cong Jun's chest was slightly heaving. Seeing Yan Yiming bent down, Cong Jun put his arms around Yan Yiming's neck, and sprayed warm breath on Yan Yiming's lips: "Come in."

An active invitation is fatal, Yan Yiming complied and omitted some steps, pressing on Cong Jun and moving slowly.

Yan Ruohao didn't say anything, but those simple words stuck in Cong Jun's heart.

Not advancing, not retreating, as if insisting on putting it in Cong Jun's heart, making him breathless.

The Yan family involves too much, and Yan Yiming will always stand on the other side of the world one day.

Cong Jun, on the other hand, could only watch helplessly.