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In the mirror-like elevator, stood a tall and muscular man with a visual height of 1.9 meters.

His upright standing posture made the narrow elevator hall even more cramped, and the well-cut silver-gray shirt on his upper body was ironed and flattened. Even so, it couldn't stop the bulging muscles on his body.

Especially after the sleeves of the right arm were rolled up at will, the small half of the bronze-colored arm was exposed, and there was a feeling of muscle bursting through the skin, which was very visually shocking!

His figure is too rough, not the type of fresh meat and small milk dog that is currently sought after by people, but his appearance is perfect.

Sword eyebrows, star eyes, straight nose and thin lips, from outline to facial features are all ingeniously crafted by master sculptors, like an emperor who came out of ancient Greek mythology, what is most impossible to ignore is his fierce, unruly, noble and handsome face It's all over—

Stupid laugh!

There are still 39 days, hehehe.

There are still 39 days left, which is the auspicious day for him to get married with Brother Qing, and he is finally about to get on the bus with his certificate.

It's fucking hard to think about it.

Zhou Heng smirked, and his mind was caught off guard by the movie "Looking for the Monster", which was released just the day before yesterday, and Brother Qing was the leading actor.

There is a scene where Murong Qing slays a snake demon and is stained with blue blood. He washes the dirt in a nearby hot spring, and there is a 2-minute nude scene in it.

Zhou Heng has archived screenshots of this scene, no more, no less than 120 pictures.

With a swipe of your finger, the beauty bathing picture will appear.

Handsome face, fair skin, thin muscles, narrow waist, two points of pink, mermaid line.

The water mark makes a circle on the beautiful navel, merges into the water surface along the mermaid line and disappears, which is fascinating.

When you get married, you can see what's under the water...

Zhou Heng's trousers, which was licking the screen, couldn't stretch anymore, and there was a hissing sound.

Busily stuffing the mobile phone that was originally used for counting days in his pocket, Zhou Heng bared his teeth after a skillful one-finger meditation.

He is just a pitiful little boy. He has to go to the cinema to see his boyfriend's beautiful body. Before he started lusting, his eardrums were pierced by the shouting. He almost scared the dog out of his guts. Sulk and eat dry vinegar in the crowd.

Humph……

Don't tell him when you're filming this kind of scene, let's see how he takes care of him when he gets home.

Zhou Heng pressed his tongue against his teeth, pulled the tie around his neck with a ferocious look, and threw it on the suit jacket on his left arm.

With the sound of the elevator door opening, he strode out of the elevator, his steps were light and quick, and he couldn't hide his joy.

190 I haven't seen Brother Qing for six hours and more than [-] minutes, and his heart and lungs hurt just thinking about it.

Zhou Heng lives in a super villa on the top floor, on the 36th floor, one elevator for one household, and after getting out of the elevator, there is the entrance garden, followed by the gate. Zhou Heng stops at the door, and the door automatically opens with a sizzling sound after three seconds of face recognition. .

The room was brightly lit, and Zhou Heng saw Murong Qing standing under the chandelier in the entrance at a glance. He was thin, tall, and handsome. The warm light yellow home clothes on his body made him more gentle and soft than before.

The corners of Zhou Heng's mouth raised, and the hotness in his eyes hadn't been released before he quickly withdrew it.

For the movie released the day before yesterday, he was really jealous!

His body is not for him to see, but for the whole world to see!

Zhou Heng resisted the urge to run up to the opponent, pursed his lips and pretended to be cold and arrogant, raised his long legs, and stepped in front of Murong Qing in two steps, feeling oppressive.

Murong Qing's body visibly trembled. When he raised his head, he seemed afraid to meet Zhou Heng's eyes. He hurriedly took the suit jacket and tie from Zhou Heng's arm, and hung them on the solid wooden hanger beside him.

His eyes were fixed on Murong Qing's slender neck that was blushing, and Zhou Heng's teeth were itchy: Humph, I'm guilty, I don't want to ask for more kisses today, my surname is not Zhou!

Then he saw Murong Qing's fair face flashing in front of him, and he was half short.

When Zhou Heng came to his senses, Murong Qing was already kneeling half a meter in front of his feet, leaning over and handing him his slippers.

Far beyond being respectful.

Zhou Heng was stunned on the spot.

When did Brother Qing get him shoes? It's true that he fell across his face with a shoehorn.

Zhou Heng's breathing became heavier all of a sudden, and he licked his lips. From a condescending perspective, Murong Qing was almost prostrate on the ground.

Even if he pretended to be angry, Zhou Heng didn't dare to enjoy this kind of treatment. Naturally, he didn't dare to really take off his leather shoes and stick his feet out.

In the not-so-cramped entrance, the air seemed to freeze.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Qing put down the slippers and stretched out his hand tremblingly. His white and clean knuckles stroked the edge of Zhou Heng's shiny leather shoes with some hesitation, and his voice was hoarse: "Master Heng..."

Zhou Heng's brain exploded.

Like a puppet, he lifted his foot following Murong Qing's hand, and watched Murong Qing carefully and skillfully take off his leather shoes and put on slippers.

This treatment...

My heart can't take it anymore.

His brother Qing is the most dazzling Jiaoyue in the dark sky, the white moonlight that countless people hold in their hearts, and he was born to be revered and worshiped by everyone.

Zhou Heng's throat was terribly dry, and his bare eyes skipped over the swirl of hair on Murong Qing's head, looking at his waistline elongated by kneeling and the exposed half of his tailbone, with a white and tender look.

Zhou Heng almost exploded on the spot.

Murong Qing changed Zhou Heng's slippers, knelt down and put the leather shoes on the side shoe rack, and then slowly got up.

After getting up, he took a step back, leaning his back against the wall, and looked respectful again, like a servant.

Zhou Heng gritted his teeth, put his arms around Murong Qing's waist, walked towards the living room, lowered his head and put his face on Murong Qing's neck, sniffed deeply the smell of Murong Qing's neck, the sweet smell of Murong Qing was covered by his usual The shower gel smells like it should have just taken a shower.

He asked in a muffled voice, "Brother Qing, have you eaten yet?"

Murong Qing's neck felt hot, his legs were a little weak, he stamped his feet, his arms were hanging by his sides with no place to rest, his chin drooped, and he whispered with a trembling voice: "Eat."

It was rare for Brother Qing to condescend, and Zhou Heng cherished and felt sorry for him, so he didn't dare to find fault, he directly sat on the sofa with Murong Qing in his arms.

"Brother Qing, I'm good..." Zhou Heng just secretly poked and pinched Murong Qing's soft waist, before he could express his lovesickness, Murong Qing stood up from his arms and said, "Master Heng, I, I give You pour water."

If I heard it wrong just now, what's going on with the 'Heng Ye' now?

There are not a few people who call him Master Heng, but it is really strange that this title comes from Murong Qing's mouth.

Zhou Heng's eyes glued to Murong Qing's buttocks were thoughtful: Interesting?role play?Brother Qing said before that he would give him a surprise, it wouldn't be...

Murong Qing poured a cup of tea at the dining table, put it in the saucer, held the saucer with both hands, and walked over with small steps.

It was very grand.

Moreover, when he walked to Zhou Heng's side, he knelt down without hesitation, and handed the teacup to Zhou Heng.

Looking at Zhou Heng like a little rabbit, his eyes were a little wet, and Zhou Heng had never seen a cute and charming face.

Zhou Heng choked, his brother Qing, his morality is too deep, if he doesn't make a move, he will die, if he makes a move, he will die.

He concealed the agitation in his heart, picked up the teacup suddenly, gulped it up, let the water drop flow from the corner of his mouth to his throat, rolled half a circle to the chest muscles, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's too much, Brother Qing."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Heng stretched his legs, and played hooligans towards Murong Qing: "If you seduce me like this, I will explode!"

Murong Qing's eyelids drooped for a moment, a big bulge appeared on them, and his face instantly burned.

In a panic, he took the empty teacup that Zhou Heng was hooking with his finger, got up and took it back to the dining table.

Looks really shy.

Zhou Heng, who hadn't been kicked, always felt that something was wrong. He pointed the tip of his tongue to the roof of Murong Qing's beautiful back, and finally flicked his little beast masochistically, and got up.

"I'm going to take a shower."

By the way, masturbating, in order not to commit a crime.

What Zhou Heng didn't expect was that Murong Qing knocked over the teacup with a 'plop', and then said while apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll put water for you."

With that said, he stabilized the cup and walked quickly to the stairs.

"And this benefit." A look of surprise flashed in Zhou Heng's eyes, and he followed up in a low voice: "It seems that you know how angry I am. If this is the case, next time you are not allowed to make revealing scenes, everything from the neck down , or I let the agent, director, screenwriter and assistant all be laid off."

Murong Qing, who was walking in front, didn't hear Zhou Heng's lack of confidence. He only heard the word "angry", and his breath was so frightened.

This penthouse villa is located on the 36th floor, with a single floor of [-] square meters, a total of two and a half floors, super large, and four bedrooms on the second floor.

The master bedroom where Zhou Heng lives is the largest, facing southeast, with large floor-to-ceiling windows, the night view is very nice, and the whole room is controlled by sound, which is very high-end.

Murong Qing only moved here ten days ago. At that time, the two of them had just decided on a wedding date, and Zhou Heng begged him to come here only after being soft-hearted and foolish.

Murong Qing resolutely refused to share a room with Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng didn't dare to go further and gave up the spacious and comfortable master bedroom, but Murong Qing still moved into the next bedroom.

After staying for two days and one night, Murong Qing went abroad to film.

Murong Qing kicked Zhou Heng's life out of his flirting, and he recuperated at home for three days and three nights.

At this time, Zhou Heng stared at Murong Qing's twisted buttocks when he climbed the stairs, his eyes flashed wolfishly, and he spread his hands in the air and rubbed them cheaply.

The door of the master bedroom was wide open, and Murong Qing stepped in with a heavy heart, only then did he regain his senses, and quickly turned around to lean against the door to make way for Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng, who was playing cheap, was taken aback, and hurriedly retracted his cheap hands into his trouser pockets, hiding his guilty conscience, and curled his lips at Murong Qing: "Why, did you go back on your word?"

Seeing that Murong Qing did not speak after speaking, Zhou Heng said to the artificial intelligence disappointedly: "Xiaoqing, put..."

Murong Qing turned around and went into the bathroom: "I, I'll go right away."

Could this be the rhythm of a savage boyfriend turning into a gentle wife? Zhou Heng couldn't recover for a long time.

"Master," the artificial intelligence is very pyrotechnic, and it is similar to Murong Qing's clear and gentle voice: "What do you want to order, is it singing? Showing bath water? Or setting off fireworks? This is the inner city, and it is not allowed Set off fireworks and firecrackers, etc., or let me fart for you, okay? Boo~~~"

Zhou Heng was in a good mood, he smirked and said rudely behind Murong Qing's back: "Want to be raped?!"

Xiaoqing said very kindly: "I beg Cao, um, ah~"

One is more coquettish than the other.

When the sound of water came from the bathroom, Zhou Heng walked a few steps towards the bedroom and asked, "Xiaoqing, brother Qing put me in the bath himself, what does this prove?"

Xiaoqing: "Congratulations, master, you don't have to worry about the price increase of cucumbers anymore."

Zhou Heng: "Get out!"

Zhou Heng tossed off his shirt and undid his belt, revealing gray bullet underwear.

Zhou Heng tugged at the waist of his trousers and hesitated: "If I press Brother Qing against the wall in the bathroom and kiss him, will Brother Qing beat me up?"

Xiaoqing: "The master coaxed me, so I'll get out."

Zhou Heng took off his trousers and snorted: "I only coax one person, his name is Murong Qing, remember."

Even so, Xiaoqing is still very conscientious: "Brother Qing has a 99% chance of counterattack, and 1% of destructive counterattacks. I wish the master every success, and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom and the honey juice is fragrant."

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows: "It seems that it's time to change the core!"

Xiaoqing: "Master, you are hanging on the Bodhisattva."

Zhou Heng: "Heh~"

Walking to the bathroom, Zhou Heng looked down at his abdominal muscles, took a breath, and saw that the lean muscles were a little bulging, hard and fierce under the light, very manly, wild and aggressive, so he stepped on with satisfaction. go in.

In the bathroom, most of the water in the bathtub has been filled.

Murong Qing was squatting sideways in front of the bathtub to test the temperature of the water. The sleeves of his home clothes were rolled up to his upper arms, exposing his entire arm, and his appearance was indescribably warm with the mist curling up.

Without the bondage of trousers, there is no sense of tightness, and the soft underpants can't stop anything, and it's a little crazy somewhere.

Zhou Heng gasped, leaned against the glass door and crossed his legs to relieve the soaring adrenaline.

Brother Qing has a 99% counterattack chance, and a destructive counterattack rate of 1%.

Thinking of Zhizhi Xiaoqing's words, and staring at Murongqing's seductive waist, Zhou Heng frowned in confusion.

Sixteen days ago, Brother Qing agreed to his marriage proposal.

Ten days ago, he begged someone to come.

In the end, I found myself digging a hole for myself.

As long as Murong Qing dazzled in front of his eyes, every cell in his body would not clamor for a second to rub him into his arms, devour them all, and possess them completely.

But Brother Qing firmly disagrees with premarital sex, and he really has the guts of a dog in front of Brother Qing.

Cowardly.

Suddenly, the 39 that excited him just now became a long and difficult number.

After putting the water in, Murong Qing turned off the faucet, stood up with the edge of the bathtub, and turned around to face Zhou Heng who was standing at the door.

The ground was not slippery, but he took a step back in fright, his heels hit the wall of the bathtub, and his body fell backward due to inertia.

"Brother Qing."

Zhou Heng realized that Murong Qing was about to fall into the bathtub, but fortunately, he was extremely skilled and scooped up Murong Qing the moment Murong Qing's back touched the surface of the water.

Excessive force creates a backlash.

After all, the bathroom space is not big. After Zhou Heng took Murong Qing over, with the back momentum, Zhou Heng hit his back against the wall, and Murong Qing squeezed against his chest.

Contrary to "I pushed Brother Qing against the wall to kiss", the current view is that Murong Qing pushed him against the wall.

This pose is not bad either.

Zhou Heng took the opportunity to hug Murong Qing's narrow waist, and rubbed him into his arms with wet hands, with the blood of a man and the wildness of a beast: "Brother Qing, you are wet, why don't you stay and wash it together?" ?”

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