legal violation

Fengtang never believed in love.

According to the words on the Internet, love is really like a ghost. Many people have only heard of it in their lives, and never met it until they died.He's always thought of himself as such.

"There is someone in my heart" was obviously blurted out by him as an excuse, but for some reason, when he said it, he felt so solemn, as if there was really someone in his heart.And after saying this, that figure was the first thing that popped up in his mind.

That figure was like breaking new ground, setting a fire in his perceptual knowledge, and then burning up his internal organs.

As soon as he left, Xia Yitiao froze in the corner, and his phone kept vibrating.The male publicist next to him touched his arm carefully, and he reacted with a cigarette in his mouth, calling out to the people around him: "Continue to continue..."

Xia Yitiao pretended not to be very interested in Fengtang, and turned his back to type on the phone while everyone was dealing the cards, frowning.

Xia San'er: Wow, Brother Rin

Xia San'er: Don't worry about it, he said he has someone in his heart

Feng Lulin frowned.

interesting.

Fengtang was picked up by the driver that night and fell asleep as soon as the door was closed.The phone kept ringing in his pocket, but he didn't pick it up to look at it.It wasn't until he woke up the next morning that he found out that Feng Lulin had beaten him.There are more than 30.

Fengtang was sleepy, with one eye open and the other closed, holding the phone to call him back, but Feng Lulin turned off the phone on the rare occasion.Fengtang became angry in a daze, and couldn't get through three times in a row, so he clicked on WeChat and sent a message, but his tone became gentle: Do you have anything to do with me?

Although he was hungover...but he vaguely remembered something.Moving his body up a bit, he put a pillow behind his head and sent another.

Play: What about people[/chopper]

After a while, Feng Lulin still didn't return, Fengtang closed his eyes, and squinted for another 10 minutes.I was worried that I would not be able to sleep well, and I looked at it with my mobile phone, but there was still no response.Feng Tang thought of those warm words that Cen Qi said in his ear last night, his throat was stuffy.

He went to sleep after drinking, and his whole body was muddy with the bedding, sweating all over his body.

The sticky feeling made his nerves more tense, and he kept replaying the picture of last night in the private room in his mind, and couldn't figure out why the driver could find the exact private room...

He just couldn't sleep anymore.

Feng Lulin changed his profile picture last night, it was his selfie.It is enough to see how stinky this man is.

Fengtang scolded, couldn't control his hand, and opened it to see, it was a faceless face.

The man in the picture was wearing a police uniform, his jawline was extremely sexy, and his stubble was cleanly shaved.

Fengtang's gaze went down along with his Adam's apple, and he saw that he had slender fingers, and he was unbuttoning a button of his neckline, with the strength hidden in the muscles on the back of his hand, pretending to be pulling.

Such a uniform is just and bright under incandescent lamps.

But Feng Lulin's photo was probably taken in an unknown car after the night shift. The street lights were dim, which just outlined the arc of his neck's Adam's apple.

Visually, it is both good and evil... inexplicably with a hidden meaning.

This head looks like Feng Lulin covered Fengtang's eyes with a piece of cloth, and also covered the entire night.

From the moment he saw this photo, he was almost swallowing.Until he turned off the phone, pressed it under the pillow, and hugged the quilt tightly, Feng Tang still hadn't adjusted his breathing.Now...throat is too dry.

Want to drink water, want to do something.

This bastard's WeChat name is still that Tang, Fengtang gets angry when he thinks about it.It's too fucking embarrassing.

When has he been picked up by someone, passively feels that Fengtang doesn't like it.The reason why he is willing to be top is the same, because he likes the feeling of having everything firmly in his hands.

If you hold it tight enough, you won't be afraid of running away.

If he felt that he couldn't grasp it, he didn't bother to stretch out that claw.

Fengtang was born and grew up in the high wall, and there is always some desire in his heart that tortured him and he urgently needed some distraction.

It's okay if you don't talk about it usually, but when you close your eyes and think of Feng Lulin's profile picture, Fengtang will...

Want to eat him alive.

For Fengtang, there is nothing more exciting than breaking the worldly taboo.Seeing that Feng Lulin looked like a gentleman, he eagerly wanted to show his desire-filled heart with his hands.Zhang Yang seems to have become synonymous with his former personality.

Today's Feng Lulin seemed to be hooked, pulling on his collar, trying to drag him from the bottom of the well and show it to everyone.

Speaking of love being different, Fengtang thinks it is a rotten problem he has had since childhood.

When he was in elementary school, he wore graphite blue sweatpants.

It is probably a fabric problem. When I walk in those pants, the friction sound is very loud.He likes to be noticed, so he is forced to wear this one every day at home.

Liu Lizhu didn't know what to do, and she couldn't bear to deal with him, so she had to buy five more of the same one, changing one every day.Afterwards, Fengtang showed off his wiper pants during the day, and at night he grabbed a brush and drew dragon totems on his arms. After finishing his studies, he went to class and announced that he would form a gang.

He Qing was young at the time, so he frowned and asked him, why do you have wings, is it a western dragon or a Chinese dragon?

At that time, the primary school students learned about the period of the Anti-Japanese War in history propaganda, and the congratulations belonged to the little punk boy. He stared and said, "I don't want to join foreign gangs."

He Qing and Fengtang are the most naughty of the Kid King gang in the class, and they can be called left and right guardians.

When one said quitting, the others left in a hurry.

Ever since, the first organization in Fengtang's life was destroyed, and since then he has hated He Qing, and took advantage of his lunch break to draw a dragon on his arm, with wings and something foreign.

After waking up from sleep, He Qing felt aggrieved and burst into rivers of tears.

The boat of friendship turned over and over again, Feng Tang presented a candied haws as a companion, the hawthorn was too sweet, so sweet that He Qing's eyes narrowed and her heart softened, so they reconciled as before.

Fengtang laughed softly, wondering in his heart that Feng Lulin is such a fun person, didn't he do all the stupid things like himself when he was a child?

It was already afternoon after he got up and washed, Fengtang and He Qing made an appointment to have dinner with a few buddies he knew in the bar before.

He Qing got an amnesty order from his man and went out, sitting next to the wind hall, not daring to lift his eyes, for fear of incurring some bad debts, and having his ass suffer when he returns home.

Recently, the city's inspections have been strict, and Fengtang doesn't dare to ride in He Qing's garbage truck.

Coupled with the crackdown, there was less noise on the road. As soon as He Qing drove out, it was like turning heads and attracting lights, and the whole street was in sight.It was rare for Fengtang to serve anyone, so he simply drove his Audi to pick him up.Feng Tang took the time to pick up the white Bentley, but when he went, Feng Lulin was not in the detachment.

Fengtang knew he was busy, so he didn't ask Feng Lulin.It's just that I went there and didn't see anyone... a little disappointed.

The two of them didn't drink at the game today, and no one came forward to make a fuss.When Feng Tang went to the table, he saw everyone's shoulders and backs, and remembered the scene when Cen Qi came to hug his shoulders yesterday.

Obviously the upstairs is the hotel, and the grandson obviously almost kissed him on the side of the face.Feng Tang couldn't help feeling a chill... Feng Lulin heard the key point.

Hear it and hear it, forget it.Nothing happened to him.

Fengtang poked the rice in the bowl resignedly, drank less than half of the soup served by the waiter, and couldn't eat any more.

This weekend, all of them are hungry together, yelling to go to the bar by the moat for entertainment.

Someone whistled: "Recently 'KO' has added something interesting, let's go first?"

There is another good thing, the relationship with Fengtang is okay, he stretched out his arms to put him on, and smiled badly: "Wow, Master Tang! I have run a few 'KO's these days but I haven't seen you! What's the matter, Nanhe is still lingering you?"

When Xiao Nanhe was mentioned, Feng Tang got a headache, closed his eyes and scolded: "Get out of here."

Every time Fengtang went to that bar, it was a test. The railings in the parking lot always fell down early.

He was so nervous that he could think up his last words before going forward, and then stepped on the gas pedal in one go.

Fengtang had also warned He Qing many times not to go there, he was afraid that if the pole hit, He Qing would be half paralyzed driving a convertible sports car.Then one day he found out that He Qing was playing in that bar, so he called to ask, He Qing was smiling over there, and my man brought me here.

Fengtang thought for a while about which George Patton should be, and said to the phone, okay, pretend I didn't ask.

Fengtang had just recovered from his hangover and couldn't afford to toss about, so he quickly waved his hand and politely rejected the suggestion to go to the "KO" bar.Unexpectedly, there was a boy on the table. He looked handsome, but he was bold and unrestrained. He took out his mobile phone and started chatting with the man who recently hooked up in the circle.

He talked about the details, the bed matter was clear, and he judged the appearance, and he almost didn't announce the size.Fengtang's head hurts when he heard this, what the hell did he hang out with before.

While talking, the boy flipped through several photos saved on the software and shook his head, as if he didn't like it.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he remembered something, clicked on the system album, and said to the person on the table like offering a treasure: "Look, this, it became popular on Weibo a while ago! My circle of friends has gone fucking crazy! "

Fengtang raised his eyes lazily, secretly thinking that it was really a fuss.

When the traffic policeman is so handsome in the wind and the sun, there is no worry on Weibo...

He didn't have much interest at first, but after squinting his eyes to see the person in the photo, he suddenly woke up!Isn't this Feng Lulin? !

The photo that was released to the public was his WeChat avatar. I don’t know how many times it has been retweeted. When the picture is enlarged, it is blurred and there is a watermark.

Fengtang's heart was sour, but he didn't feel it.He was just thinking secretly, damn it, I have high-definition and no watermark here, what are you showing off?

"Hey fuck, this selfie is handsome! Why are you so shameless?"

"The face looks better! I took a detour to the sentry box to take a sneak shot the other day. I stood there so handsome..."

There was a mess on the table, Fengtang glanced at it, and said disdainfully: "You took this photo with a landline? It's like this!"

Suddenly, he heard a sneer next to him, and turned his head around.He Qing, who was cut half to death by the eye knife, shrank his neck, rubbed his fingers slowly around his arm, and whispered, "Who am I talking about? Why are you so sour."

Fengtang smiled on the surface, his eyes were fixed on the photos of Feng Lulin that those people passed on to each other.He lowered his head and took out his phone, clicked on WeChat, and sent Feng Lulin a WeChat message.

But this person ignored him for several hours, Fengtang was a little disappointed.

play: good good

Wan: You traffic policemen are very handsome.

After a while, Feng Lulin didn't reply him, but the photo on the dinner table was spread all over the place, and Feng Tang saw it directly in the group of friends.Someone directly fucking sent it to the group.

He Qing is also in the group, circle him directly: What do you think @play

Fengtang replied: general

He clicked on the picture, and it happened to be when Feng Lulin was on duty.The background is in the evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun sets him off with a sense of mystery of the statue.

The most conspicuous thing about Feng Lulin is his slender and straight legs, the armed belt tied on his lower abdomen, and his tight waist. The word "abstinence" is written on his whole body, with a sacred and solemn momentum that cannot be violated.

Only Fengtang knew in his heart, how shameless this person is when he is so energetic.

Sure enough, it was telepathy, before Fengtang finished sighing, the phone vibrated again.

BNB: Oh, but I am the most handsome in our team

BNB: you

BNB: see

BNB: I

BNB: just

BNB: Enough

The "ha" probably hasn't been sent out yet, Fengtang replied in seconds: blocked.

He just went back, and Feng Lulin sent a few 360-degree selfies with no dead ends, as if the traffic didn't cost money.

These selfies are taken from the side, with the head up, from all angles, and the eyes are all fixed on the camera, like soot in the spring, provocative and hot.

The most terrible thing is that there is also a black and white profile.

The big backlight, you can see the beads of sweat flowing through the Adam's apple, especially sexy.

I fuck.

Fengtang's lower abdomen tightened, it was almost a physiological reaction, and he almost dropped the phone.

He Qing was eating happily while picking up vegetables, didn't care at all that men were being discussed on the table, and took a look at Fengtang: "Why are you in a daze. Let them pass it on, and they can't eat it."

"No, it's just a photo."

Fengtang spoke very slowly and his voice was low.

To the men whispering at the table, he said in a voice that only He Qing could hear: "Show off."

I fucking have an exclusive!

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to drink the soup, took a bite of the tofu in He Qing's sandwich, and licked the crab roe from the corner of his lips, unable to suppress his secret joy.