Prisoner's Dilemma

Han Shaojun couldn't figure it out, what kind of ecstasy soup did Lin Zhuyan pour into Jiang Chen, so that in just a few days, he was able to spend money to support her in filming?On weekdays, Jiang Chen really doesn't care too much about spending money, but he is not a fool, he won't do things that are not beneficial.Could it be that Jiang Chen is really seeking Lin Zhuyan's favor at all costs?What is the charm of Lin Zhuyan?

The thorn in my heart ten years ago, I thought it had been pulled out, but I didn't expect that it was just covered up by time, and it was still a bloody wound when it was uncovered again.

Although Han Shaojun was sour, but since Jiang Chen opened his mouth, he could only think of a way.

He invited his friends to a hot spring resort, and together with the director and screenwriter, Lin Zhuyan is a long-sleeved and good at socializing, and after a few glasses of wine, he made a group of people smile. The reason for the refusal, and what Jiang Chen wanted was not the protagonist, so one meal a night, the matter was almost finalized.

After eating, they rested in the villa, and Han Shaojun planned to find a pool to relax.

There are several hot spring pools across the villa. The courtyard-style hot spring pools are arranged quietly and elegantly. The rockery and trees are surrounded by dense mist, as if you can hear the waves of pines and the tinkling of spring water.

Han Shaojun put on his swimming trunks and picked a room at random. He opened the door and took a step, almost wanting to go back.

"What are you going for? Let's go together." Jiang Chen's eyes were sharp, and he stopped him first.

Jiang Chen leaned comfortably by the pool, with his left arm around Lin Zhuyan who was wearing a bikini, and a glass of champagne in his right hand. His wet hair was brushed back, exposing his smooth forehead.The clear pool water reveals a perfect figure without any cover. His limbs are slender and powerful, his muscles are well developed and firm, and his broad chest is burnt red by the spring water, exuding a deadly temptation.

This scene made people's blood boil, Han Shaojun didn't dare to move, for fear of revealing the secret in his heart.

Of course, it would be even better if Lin Zhuyan wasn't by his side.

"What are you doing in a daze, come and sit down." Jiang Chen rejected Han Shaojun's thought of retreating.

Han Shaojun could only walk to the edge of the pool, took off his bathrobe, and got off the pool on the side farther away from the two of them.

Jiang Chen frowned: "Sitting so far away, I have to shout when I talk to you."

Han Shaojun had no choice but to take a few steps towards him.Although Han Shaojun likes to be quiet and spends most of his spare time on models, he also pays great attention to physical exercise, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, and even flesh and blood.His limbs are not as stretched as Jiang Chen's, but he has a very seductive waist, which is cut inward from the chest, and the right abdominal muscles are evenly placed on the waist. It is sunken inward, attracting infinite reverie.

Jiang Chen stared for a moment, then lowered his head and took a big gulp of wine. The wine poured into his belly could not extinguish the fire in his heart, but instead burned it even more vigorously.The Adam's apple rolled, and Jiang Chen was eager to grab something to relieve the burning in his chest.

"Oh, it hurts so much when you catch him!" Lin Zhuyan scolded.

Only then did Jiang Chen realize that he had unconsciously pinched her shoulder.Now Lin Zhuyan is naturally obedient to Jiang Chen, but although Jiang Chen has soft jade in his arms, he just feels dull, and keeps looking at Han Shaojun.

When Han Shaojun heard them flirting, he wished he could leave immediately, but he couldn't make it too obvious, so he could only look away awkwardly.

"Hey!" Jiang Chen stretched out his long legs and kicked Han Shaojun in the water.

Han Shaojun trembled: "What are you doing?" The semi-naked Jiang Chen put Han Shaojun on full alert, and it was such a hot and humid environment where he faced each other frankly, so he had to tighten the muscles of his thighs and buttocks to prevent himself from accidentally making a fool of himself.Jiang Chen's kick almost broke him.

Although Jiang Chen felt that his reaction was weird, he didn't think too much about it: "Your friend is nice, let him come out to play more in the future."

Just as Han Shaojun wanted to agree, Lin Zhuyan also leaned over: "I'm still here."

A bright moon hangs in the ink-washed sky. Under this moonlit night, Han Shaojun submerged his body in the water.I have to say that Han Shaojun felt very disappointed. What a wonderful night it would have been without Lin Zhuyan. He and Jiang Chen, the two of them, soaked in hot springs, drank wine, chatted all over the world, smiling and looking at each other, They are full of tacit understanding, even if they are just friends, even if this life only ends here, Han Shaojun is satisfied.

It's a pity that ideals are like stars in the sky, which seem to be within reach, but are actually out of reach.

Wet hands brushed his forehead hair, and a drop of water ran down his cheek.Jiang Chen peeped at Han Shaojun through the movement of drinking, and saw a scar on his forehead. The scar was so thin and thin that it was hard to detect it. If it wasn't for the angle of the light, he wouldn't have noticed it at all. But in Jiang Chen's eyes, this half finger Jiechang's scar is particularly eye-catching, because it is the proof that Han Shaojun was injured for him ten years ago.

It was obviously an incident when he was a child, and he can hardly remember the details, but he clearly remembered that in the chaos, Han Shaojun called his name, so he turned his head and saw a drop of blood flowing from his forehead, that scene seemed to be yesterday.

When he realized it, Jiang Chen's hand had already reached Han Shaojun's face, what he wiped off with his fingertips was warm spring water, and Han Shaojun's astonished expression was in his palm.

Jiang Chen retracted his hand and coughed vigorously: "The water is about to drip into your eyes."

Such a clumsy excuse is probably only someone as arrogant as Jiang Chen who can say it without changing his face.

Han Shaojun wiped his face, stood up from the water, and the water droplets splashed in all directions: "I'm a little tired, I'm going back to my room first, you play slowly." He went ashore, put on his bathrobe, and left in a hurry.He couldn't stay in the pool anymore, the warm water and hot eyes were going to drive him crazy, and if he continued, he didn't know what impulsive move he would make.

Back in the room, Han Shaojun laid himself down on the bed.The body reacted uncontrollably, feeling a muscle throbbing in the lower body, Jiang Chen's naked body was all in his mind.

It took him a long time to calm down the agitation in his body, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

When he was drowsy, Han Shaojun heard a knock on the door, opened the door, and saw Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was wearing a bathrobe, with one hand propped on the door frame, his body still smelled of heat and alcohol, as if he had just come out of a hot spring pool.

"You..." Han Shaojun was still not sober, and subconsciously wanted to close the door.

Jiang Chen reached the door of the house, pushed his shoulders, and squeezed into the room without waiting for Han Shaojun to say anything: "You still want to shut me out."

Han Shaojun pressed his temples: "I'm sleepy."

Jiang Chen swaggered into the room, lay down on the bed, and stretched.

Han Shaojun was stunned: "What are you doing here, did you admit to the wrong door?"

"I still misidentified your door?" Jiang Chen picked out a plump blueberry from the small fruit plate on the bedside table, and threw it into his mouth. Because of his protruding body, the front of the bathrobe was open, exposing most of his chest.

Han Shaojun avoided his eyes, not understanding what Jiang Chen wanted to do in his room.

Jiang Chen glanced at Han Shaojun with strange eyes: "Aren't you going to sleep? Go on sleeping."

Maybe because he was really sleepy, or because he was a little angry about "I see what else you can do", Han Shaojun walked around to the other side.

Just as his back touched the bed, Jiang Chen turned around suddenly, squeezed his shoulders and pressed him onto the bed, and in the next second, Jiang Chen had already slipped into his quilt.

The bed was huge, but Jiang Chen squeezed tightly beside Han Shaojun, ironing Han Shaojun's body like a stove. Under the dim light, Jiang Chen's face looked like a work of art under a sculptor's knife.

Han Shaojun, who was already ready to move, could bear it, and almost jumped up from the bed: "Jiang Chen, what are you doing?"

Jiang Chen stretched out his iron arm to imprison him, with astonishing strength, but his tone was as soft as cotton: "Do you really want to marry that woman?"

The question that had been arguing that day was brought up again, Han Shaojun was enveloped by the faint smell of alcohol, his heart was beating wildly: "Jiang Chen, are you drunk?"

Jiang Chen tightened Han Shaojun a little more: "Do you think I'm preventing you from getting married?"

In an instant, Han Shaojun seemed to have been punched in the heart, and it became difficult to even breathe.

Seeing that there was no response from Han Shaojun for a long time, Jiang Chen put his head on Han Shaojun's neck and took a deep sniff: "It smells so good."

Before Han Shaojun could react, Jiang Chen flipped over and pressed half of his body on top of him.

Feeling dizzy, Han Shaojun panicked, "What are you doing? Go down!"

Jiang Chen forcefully locked his hands, pressed his nose against his neck, and kept rubbing against his body.

Han Shaojun, who had been abstinent for many years, could not bear this kind of teasing, his body immediately reacted instinctively, and a certain place became hot and stiff.

"Jiang Chen! Don't make trouble!"

Jiang Chen ignored him, and stubbornly pressed his hips against it, the hot thing was stuck between his legs, he gently swung his waist and abdomen, and let the instrument continue to expand, speaking in a hoarse and low voice: "Shaojun, are you still Remember that time when we were kids?"

How could it be possible to forget?The young boy who steals the forbidden fruit, the agitation of adolescence, is like smearing a piece of peach color on the vast white snow, a little bit of charm, a little bit of ecstasy, although it is only a moment in a hundred years of life, it is enough to reminisce for a lifetime.

Han Shaojun's face flushed red: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Chen buried his face in his neck, breathed in the faint bath fragrance on his body: "I don't know, I suddenly remembered that day when I was in the pool just now. Actually I don't remember clearly, I just remember that you smell very fragrant, The skin is slippery, your body is cold at first, then... hot..."

Han Shaojun felt a hand touch his crotch, and the muscles in his thigh trembled uncontrollably.

"You're hard again, I remember that day you were too..." Jiang Chen lifted the quilt and glanced inside, the light melted into his dark eyes, shining like diamonds on black velvet.

Han Shaojun panted, and looked into Jiang Chen's eyes in a panic. The key was in this person's grasp, and he didn't know what else to say.

"Let's do it again." Jiang Chen bewitched.

In an instant, many scenes flashed in Han Shaojun's mind. The sexy chest, the broken model, the angry face, and the beautiful Lin Zhuyan rushed forward, making him tremble deeply.He tensed his body and pushed Jiang Chen away.

Jiang Chen was caught off guard and almost fell off the bed, staring at Han Shaojun in astonishment with lingering anger.

"I was ignorant when I was young, but we are all so old now, so we can't be ridiculous anymore." Han Shaojun didn't know how he said this sentence, obviously his skin had a strong desire, wishing he could immediately overwhelm the person in front of him, but insisted Say something against your heart.

Jiang Chen's face changed, his eyes became gloomy, and it was the first time he encountered such a shameful thing of being kicked out of bed.The proud and arrogant him, of course, couldn't stand this kind of anger, got up angrily, and left a sentence before leaving: "I don't understand what you are thinking!"