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Zhou Xing subconsciously covered the corner of his mouth that hurt from Ji Anhe's sudden punch.

He looked up at Ji Anhe, his eyes still full of drunkenness.

"What are you? How dare you hit me?" He asked angrily.

Song Yu had just finished checking, and made sure that Ji Anhe's punch was not injured, then lowered his head and kissed the back of Ji Anhe's hand, kissing the blue veins on the back of his hand that were still furious and screaming, but he couldn't hide it in his eyes Live with a smile.

"Oh?"

Song Yu listened to Zhou Xing's nonsense nonsense, he turned his head to look at the inch-headed boy who was being lifted up, and said casually: "He still hit you, what's the matter? Allow you, kid Suspecting maliciously behind my back, not allowing my boyfriend to stand up for me?" Song Yu let go of Ji Anhe's hand, and faced Zhou Xing, "What? I still want to know what you are, and don't think about yourself? "

"Look, I'm telling you..." Zhou Xing heard Song Yu admit the word "boyfriend", and was about to chatter with the people around him, but changed after hearing Song Yu's words complexion.

After all, he was still a young master with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he left his uncle's company after making his debut. Said: "What am I, ho! I will tell you today, let you know who is your father..."

"Master, what?" Song Yu stretched out his hand to Zhou Xingyang's fist, which was about to be swung, and grabbed Zhou Xing's wrist. The smile on the corner of his mouth was so strong that he was sure of winning, and his cunning was revealed, " Brother Song hasn't lost a few fights, you can't win."

Song Yu showed Ji Anhe his "skills" playfully with Ji Anhe. , but didn't notice Ji Anhe behind him, and couldn't help frowning when he saw his overly familiar raised hands and wrists, but Ji Anhe didn't say anything, just listened quietly where Song Yu suddenly rushed The man who was struggling to let go asked with a smile on his face, "Who do you want to hit?"

"Song...Brother Song, Zhou Xing drank too much."

The person supporting Zhou Xing freed Zhou Xing's hand from Song Yu's hand, and tried to find a way out for Zhou Xing, but Zhou Xing didn't want it.

"I'm going to fight..." Zhou Xing pushed away the person who was supporting him. After he staggered a few steps and stood firm on his heels, he fixed his gaze on Ji Anhe behind Song Yu. He licked With the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, he raised his finger to point behind Song Yu, and the contempt in his eyes became stronger.He shook his fingers, pretending to be suddenly enlightened: "Oh! I remembered, you just said that this is your concubine, I remember."

He took two steps closer, looked over Song Yu's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Song, you should be comfortable sleeping, isn't it... nice?"

"..." Ji Anhe looked away and remained silent.

Seeing his attitude, Zhou Xing slapped his nose even more: "Why don't you answer? It's because you haven't tasted it yet. It seems that Brother Song... doesn't love you enough, or you don't know at all. Brother Song is willing Under someone else..."

fuck you.

Song Yu exploded in his heart, and his anger surged up.His hands clenched into fists, ready to move.

Just before he was about to throw his fist out, a hand came up quietly and grabbed his fist. The warm palm enveloped his anger. When he turned his head, he saw Ji Anhe beside him. A cavity of anger subsided at this moment.

Ji Anhe shook his head at him, the overly gentle look in his eyes seemed to tell Song Yu that he wasn't worth it.Song Yu looked at Ji Anhe equally seriously, and they chatted back and forth for a while.Song Yu brushed away Ji Anhe's covering hand, stepped forward, looked at the drunken man in front of him, he changed another way, and answered sarcastically.

"Comfortable, cool. You can fuck me, how can you feel uncomfortable? Your little uncle has never shared with you the feeling of sleeping with me? Huh? You want to fuck me too? Then do you want me to..."

"Song Yu!" Ji Anhe listened to Song Yu's words, his unhappiness was beyond words, he interrupted Song Yu sharply, "You drink too much."

"I know."

Song Yu smiled at Ji Anhe, this smile was a bit bitter, but it revealed the small prickly dimple at the corner of Song Yu's mouth, and even made Ji Anhe want to hold his face and kiss him from the dimple He is bitter.

Song Yu switched hands and punched, but he was different from Ji Anhe. Ji Anhe's fist was raised by raising his hand. He deliberately avoided his face when he punched. He punched Zhou Xing's abdomen with all his strength. , with the emotions he hasn't vented in the past few years.

"I really want to know what your little uncle thinks sex should be like." Song Yu followed up with another punch, talking about those old things indifferently, "I'm afraid your little uncle didn't remember what I said before. Then you can continue to bring the goods back for me. I will not return to this circle again. This has been confirmed since the day I decided to leave this circle. It has nothing to do with who I like or who I love to be with , It’s not because I know that he has other thoughts about me, tied me to his bed, and helped me masturbate, so I must run away.”

"Song Yu, that's enough." Ji Anhe's voice became colder.

From the very beginning, he knew that Song Yu had a story, but every time Song Yu avoided the important ones, he would not ask if he didn't talk about these things; but it didn't mean he didn't want to know.

"Not enough. You have to make it clear sooner or later." Song Yu turned his back to Ji Anhe, and Ji Anhe couldn't see the thoughts in his eyes, "Besides, Mr. Ji doesn't want to know?"

"I don't want to." Ji Anhe said firmly.

Now, he doesn't want to know anything about Song Yu's past.

I dare not think about it.

"Then I still have to say, they have to help me bring the message back. Come on, kid, remember to tell your little uncle that his likes or dislikes have always been insignificant to me." Song Yu continued, " Some roads don’t go, just don’t go. You can say that I am ungrateful, but don’t fucking talk about the person I love, what I do has nothing to do with him, remember this sentence? "

Zhou Xing was faltered by Song Yu's beating, and he couldn't shake half a sentence for a long time.Song Yu's eyes turned to the shivering person again.

"Your name……"

"Xiao, Xiaonian, my name is Xiaonian."

"Oh, Xiaonian, do you remember?" Song Yu looked at the trembling and nodding person in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became more helpless.

Anyway, the villains have done it, so let’s do it.

Thinking of this, Song Yu spat at Zhou Xing again, still wanting to kick him out of frustration.

"Okay, Song Yu. Are you relieved?" Ji Anhe looked gloomy looking at Song Yu and started to act like a child again. At this moment, he quickly grabbed the person who was going to make up his feet, not tepidly Huodi ordered, "Stand here, wait for me."

"Relieved," Song Yu interjected, "Mr. Ji is going to be a philanthropist again?"

"I called the person first, does Boss Song have any objections?"

"No." Song Yuxi frowned, "What did Mr. Ji say?"

Ji Anhe glanced at Song Yu, stepped forward and stood in front of Xiaonian, "! Shan! Yu! Hu! Xi!".He reached out for his wallet and took out a card from the most conspicuous position of the wallet.He flipped through the card in his hand back and forth, sighed, and then looked back at Song Yu who was standing there obediently waiting for him with a complicated expression.

The complex expression in his eyes dissipated when he met Song Yu's slightly silly smile, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, which was Song Yuai's gentle and overly polite smile.

Song Yu gave him a wink at a good time, but this move made Ji Anhe look back hastily.

Ji Anhe asked the shivering young man in a cold voice, "Isn't it Xiaonian?"

Xiao Nian nodded at him, his eyes still full of vigilance, he still had lingering fears about Ji Anhe's sudden attack just now.

But Ji Anhe put the bank card in his palm without paying attention: "Song Yu's song, you can sing or not, it's up to you. As for the others, I hope to stop here. Whether it's a good word or a bad word," Ji Anhe shifted his gaze to Zhou Xing, "You know what I'm talking about, right?"

"I know." Xiaonian glanced at Zhou Xing who was injured, and added, "Brother Zhou was drunk and accidentally fell. I don't know what happened, and I didn't hear anything."

"Well. And..." Ji Anhe nodded in satisfaction.He approached Zhou Xing again, and said in a low voice: "Speaking of which, I haven't done it with Song Yu yet, but since you want to know, when I have a chance to do it with him, I will definitely tell you how comfortable it is. At least it will be better than Song Yu. Your little uncle who imagined Song Yu is telling the truth, what do you think?"

Zhou Xing stared at Ji Anhe with angry eyes.

He never thought that Song Yu would really bring this kind of matter to the surface, nor did he think that Ji Anhe dared to be sure that what Song Yu said about being tied to the bed and masturbating must be true, and he also believed that he was a child Uncle is imaginary.

He looked at the figures of the two leaving with resentment, trembling with anger.

But Zhou Xing didn't know that this was the most common pattern between the two of them.

One person says, one person believes.

Zhou Xing didn't know how much Song Yu liked Ji Anhe.

It's like he doesn't know how much Ji Anhe likes Song Yu...

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