Louis' 13

Just when Duan Xiaohui couldn't help kicking the door, the door of room 1626 finally opened from the inside.

The young man who appeared at the door was disheveled and flushed: "Duan...why is it you?"

Duan Xiaohui felt that he was going crazy, reached out and grabbed his wrist, pushed him into the room together, turned around and closed the door forcefully: "Louis, what the hell are you doing? What did you eat? Talk."

The young man squinted at him, and his reaction was a bit slow: "I ate a piece of jin ge. It's made in China. It's been an hour. Well, take a break and stand at attention until now."

Louis's thinking is still clear, although his eyes are a little erratic and divergent.Because of the heat, almost all the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, leaving only the bottom button hanging loosely, exposing most of his chest.The outer pants were also taken off, only the light gray underwear was left to wrap it up, straightly propped up, slanting upwards at a 45-degree angle, and pointing frankly at Mr. Duan.

Duan Xiaohui took a deep breath and pressed his temples: "I'm not as knowledgeable as you...I found a girl, she's clean, and now I'm sending you here to vent my anger?"

Louis didn't seem to understand what he said, he stared blankly at him for a long while, then grinned provocatively: "Okay."

Duan Xiaohui clenched his fist, and the veins on his forehead burst out.But at a time like this, he was reluctant to beat him, not to mention holding it in for a long time hurts his body: "Okay! Louis, please remember, we will settle the debt slowly later!"

The man turned and left without hesitation.

The right hand was held directly behind the wrist, and the skin and flesh that adhered to it were hot, as if it was on fire.

"Brother, are you willing?"

"Are you drinking again?" Duan Xiaohui gritted his teeth and didn't look back.Mingming didn't have much strength to hold his own hand, it was so strange that he couldn't break free even if he struggled.

"No ah."

"Then why are you dragging me here to make a fuss?"

"My head seems to be really hot, almost like a boil. It's gurgling." Louis chuckled, his voice was not loud, like a thunderclap: "Brother, don't go, I don't want Miss, I want you."

"Fuck you!" Duan Xiaohui turned around sharply, pushed the young man against the wall almost rudely, and almost screamed with his neck stuck, the pressed switch plunged the room into darkness, leaving only the bathroom beside him, slanted The light leaked out obliquely: "Do you fucking know what you are talking about! I am also a man, so I can't bear it any longer!"

"It hurts." Louis frowned, and reached out to reach for his shoulder blades: "It must have been bruised..."

Duan Xiaohui's eyes were bloodshot, he clamped his hands recklessly, and pinched his chin with the other hand, forcing him to look up at him and not to dodge: "Say it again? Dare you say it, I dare to say it today fucked you!"

The boy was not afraid of repeating: "There is nothing to dare. I said, I don't want Miss, I want you, um..."

The man like a beast in a cage lowered his head violently and bit the young man's lips. Because of the eagerness and violence, a salty and warm rusty smell rose between the colliding lips and teeth. Like a snake, it ran and teased each other's tongues. The last four Spread out.

Because of the frenzy and anxiety, this deep kiss became a subconscious stress response, with no rules or techniques, but only the most primitive accumulation of desires and male aggressive thoughts, wishing to wring each other's tongues and roll to the bottom of hell.

The past and the present are intertwined, forming an orange mist, unable to see the past clearly, and also unable to see the future...

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The wine party has come to an end, and Duan Xiaohui is bidding farewell to Chairman Xiahou of Yuanwen Group.

Louis stood behind Duan Xiaohui, respectfully, lowered his eyes, covering all the thoughts in his eyes.

The phone in the trouser pocket vibrated, and the driver Xiao Wang had already arrived at the entrance of the hotel downstairs.

Duan Xiaohui's face was reddish, and he behaved as usual, only his eyes were scattered and unfocused.

When going out, Duan Xiaohui staggered two steps, and the man stretched out his big hand, grabbing the arm that happened to meet Louis beside him, avoiding losing his composure.

"Mr. Duan, you drank too much. Shall I ask Xiao Wang to come up and help you back together?" Lu Yi's small body swayed, almost lifted, his face turned red due to too much force.

"Headache... go to the front desk and get a room, stay here tonight, don't go back." Duan Xiaohui whispered, the strong smell of alcohol lingered around the two of them.

"...Then, I'll call Xiao Wang, I can't do it alone." Louis bit his lip, and supported the man to take two steps.

Duan Xiaohui squinted at him, with a bad smile: "Oh, Louis, what the hell are you... afraid of?..."

The corridor on the twelfth floor is very quiet, the soft and clean reddish-brown carpet stretches all the way to the depths, without turning around.

"...1205, 1206... Mr. Duan? Please lean against the wall and let me rest for a while, I can't stand anymore..." Louis' calves were trembling, and there were shimmering sweat on his forehead, nose, and neck Beads, the half-length hair was wet, and a few strands stuck to the forehead. It looked like a big steamed bun just out of the pot, and it was messy but fatally attractive.

After finally sending the man to the room, Louis didn't wait for his knees to catch his breath, and was directly pressed onto the bed by the man clutching his wrist, his hot and soft lips burst out with impatience and suppression after a long time, and he slurred his speech: " Xiao Yi, don't go, brother likes you, sincerely..."

Louis struggled hard, reached out to push him, turned his face away to avoid the man's kiss: "President Duan, you drank too much...you get up...I should go back..."

The man stretched out his hand to pinch the young man's delicate chin, not to hide from him, and his voice was slightly hoarse, mixed with alcohol and impulsiveness: "Don't let him go."

"Duan Xiaohui, don't make me look down on you." The bodies that fit together were hot, and soon noticed something strange, and Louis blushed: "I don't like you, you can't do this...uh..."

"It's fine if I like you." Duan Xiaohui tilted his head slightly, his dark pupils were stained with star-pointed redness, it was the unbearable spark of an adult man: "I can't bear it anymore..."

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There is a faint light in the bathroom, the room is not too dark, the light is just right.

One night in heaven and one night in hell.

The wet short hair was stained with a layer of water, the boy shook his uncomfortable head, stretched his neck and screamed, sweating profusely all over his body: "I just know now, from the day I woke up at the age of 21, I was bent, and I couldn't bear it." You don't need to break it... I don't even have the right to choose..."

Duan Xiaohui half-understood what he heard, but he was very happy in his heart. It was as crispy as a biscuit, and it fell off when touched. "Brother misses you, bend over and follow me to have meat..."

The bewildered night confuses time.

The sweat on his body has long been stained regardless of each other, and his heart is like being roasted on a fire, tossing and turning, extremely tormented.

Almost, always almost.

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"Ah...it hurts...Duan...Mr. Duan, you go out...ah..."

"Hold on to Xiao Yi, and bite me if it hurts."

"Woo..." The pain soared to the top, almost smashing my brain.The body trembled, and the teeth like cubs gripped the flesh, slowly oozing red.

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"I won't do it, I won't do it...it hurts...it hurts to death..."

The boy really cried this time, the tears were not money, dripping down the corners of his eyes, biting his lower lip too hard with his teeth, there was a thin strand of blood hanging down.

Duan Xiaohui's heart ached, he could not move, and put his left wrist to his lips: "Bite me, don't hurt yourself."

Louis shook his head quickly, shaking off a string of crystal tears, ambiguously: "No...don't bite...don't repeat the same mistakes..."

The beads of sweat on the man's forehead condensed little by little, and finally fell under the gravitational force of the earth, mixed with the boy's tears, and could no longer be separated from each other.

Louis raised his head, with tears streaming down his face, and yelled out in a broken voice: "Brother, I like you... like... ah... brother... I won't say it... never say it... if you say it, you will... I'm bored... ah... I'll go..."

Louis's voice was clean, although it was a bit hoarse, but it did not have a sense of pretentious charm at all, but it was completely different when it fell into Duan Xiaohui's ears.It was a barrel mixed with strong liquor, tricklingly drilled into the ear canal, along the blood all the way down, three inches below the navel, grinding his excitement and blasting away, every inch was blown into powder, dust Not left.

"Don't go, brother, don't go, don't go anywhere, I'll spend my whole life with you, I'm sure..."