Rebirth tore the villain's wife very seductive

Wei Zihong thought it was quite new, and this kind of occupation was unheard of; "What do you do, it sounds very noble."

Si Huan chuckled lightly, disapprovingly; "It's really noble, at least what you do is much more dangerous than the police, just like tonight's action, if it wasn't for that man who didn't know why, he just beat me and didn't kill me, otherwise I would dead early."

Only then did Wei Zihong remember that his face was still a little red and swollen, so he put down his cup and walked into the kitchen.

Si Huan felt that he was a little strange, and didn't know what to do without saying a word.

When he saw Wei Zihong holding a small ice bag in his hand, Leng Qing's face was a little cracked, and he was slightly stunned, this is...

Wei Zihong pulled his wrist and let him sit on the sofa on the balcony, and he also sat beside him, picked up an ice pack and applied it to his face.

"I just remembered now that your face was swollen from the beating. Although it's not very red, it's impossible for you not to be in pain. Apply an ice pack."

Wei Zihong lifted his face with one hand, and applied an ice pack on it, with worried and gentle eyes.

Si Huan originally wanted to reject him, saying that he could just hold it, but Wei Zihong's hands were big and gentle, which must be the feeling of being cared for.

Wei Zihong's warm fingertips touched his face, and his gauze-bound hands were stroking his skin, without even realizing it, his face blushed unconsciously.

Wei Zihong said worriedly; "Yes, your job is quite dangerous."

After finishing speaking, he smiled slightly; "My job is much more fun, do you know what I do?"

Si Huan looked at Wei Zihong's youthful attire, which was quite fashionable. Although his eyebrows and eyes were still a little immature, his facial features were profound, and his masculine charm rushed to his face. He might be young now, and maybe in two years, he would be a calm and mature man. people.

The words are astonishing; "Is the second generation rich?"

Wei Zihong smiled; "You underestimate me too much. I'm a hard-working young man. I'm a trainee in Tang Corporation. Maybe you can see me on TV in the future."

Si Huan tilted his head and smiled; "What is a trainee?"

Wei Zihong raised his forehead; "It's an idol group, don't you watch TV or variety shows?"

"Don't look, no time."

"Hey, it seems that you don't appreciate my profession, but..." Wei Zihong put an ice pack on the other side of his face.

"But what?"

"But I quite appreciate your profession, but it's a bit dangerous." Wei Zihong's eyes flashed a playful grin and he grinned; "Guess what uniform I like."

Si Huan pursed his lips and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "You must have dreamed of being a policeman since you were a child."

"No, I was subdued by you." After finishing speaking, he laughed like a pig, as if he thought the joke he said was very funny.

Si Huan was a very serious person, he took everything he said seriously, and reached out to pat Wei Zihong's head.

He half-understood and said, "Really, as long as you don't do bad things, I won't subdue you."

Wei Zihong raised his eyes slightly, he was just making a joke, did he take it seriously?This is too cute.

Putting down the ice pack, pinching his jaw, squinting his eyes to the left and right; "It seems to be better, does it still hurt?"

The two faces were so close, Si Huan was a little nervous, his eyelashes trembled, and even the pores on his smooth and clean face were very fine, and a little cute fluff could be seen.

"Close your eyes..." Wei Zihong suddenly switched to a low magnetic voice, charming and dangerous.

Si Huan closed his lips when he heard the words, and Wei Zihong's big hand held his chin forward a little.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

"Si Huan, do you have feelings for me?"

Si Huan opened a pair of clear eyes like morning dew, looked at him with a faint light, and pursed his sexy lips under the bridge of his handsome nose; "What do you mean?"

"I seem to like you a little bit."

"How do you want to feel?"

Wei Zihong slammed him down on the sofa, and pressed his whole body against it. The two of them rubbed noses together; "Do you feel it when I look at you like this?"

Si Huan's eyes were clear but bottomless, their eyes collided, Wei Zihong's eyes were full of tenderness and anticipation, and his peach blossom eyes shone with amorous and evil light, which made people fall into them accidentally.

Si Huan really wanted to push him away, but when the two of them were close together, his heart beat even more violently.

He stammered a bit; "I...we... are not familiar with each other."

"Unfamiliarity doesn't mean you don't have feelings. Look into my eyes, do you like me at all?"

"No." Si Huan shook his head.

Wei Zihong kissed him on the lips, and the four lips touched together as tender as water.

"Hmm..." Si Huan opened his eyes wide, sucked the lips kissed by him, pried open his teeth, and rubbed his tongue wantonly in his mouth.

The feeling of emptiness made him unable to restrain himself from grabbing onto Wei Zihong's neck.

He hugged Si Huan tightly, stroking his face with one hand, ignoring his slight struggle, and holding his back with one hand to fix him in his arms.

The four thin lips pressed together, he stopped struggling, stared blankly at Wei Zihong who had closed his eyes as if enjoying himself, closed his eyes too, and deepened the kiss...

He compromised, actually looking forward to such a kiss in his heart, he had never been so eager.

Soon, Wei Zihong let go of him and continued to ask; "Do you feel it? You responded to me, and you didn't resist me."

Si Huan sat up, his eyes blurred.

"I'm not gay."

"..."

Wei Zihong was a little annoyed; "I'm sorry, have you...have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"No, I've never been in love."

Wei Zihong was inexplicably happy when he heard this answer; "Then are you willing to try it with me? I have never dated a man before."

"You haven't...been in love with a man before." Si Huan lowered his head and thought, that means he had been in love with a girl before.

"Ah."

He does not reject homosexuality, his brother Si Lin is with Bai Canyu.

It’s just that in his 25 years of life, he has never thought about whether he likes girls or boys in the future, and he has never paid attention to his sexual orientation. Maybe he will fall in love and get married if he meets a good girl. I don't know if I dare to try it, after all, the love between two men seems to be not very optimistic, and it will be me who will hurt at that time.

Reason told him so, but the handsome and masculine man in front of him told him what it means to be teased to the point of no self-awareness in reality.

"We've only known each other for a day, so I didn't think about it." Si Huan tightened the neckline that had been pulled open just now, revealing his collarbone looming.

Wei Zihong asked in surprise, "Have you ever thought about whether you like men or women?"

"No, I don't do much research on emotional matters."

Wei Zihong chuckled; "Do you want to delve deeper into feelings? I thought it was academic research."

Si Huan said solemnly; "You don't understand, I dare not try things that I don't understand thoroughly."

Wei Zihong grabbed his wrist, stood up and walked into the house, Si Huan was astonished.

"What are you doing?"

Wei Zihong smiled mysteriously and charmingly at him; "Let's study it."

He opened the door, pulled Si Huan in, and quickly locked it.

The flying speed made Si Huan's thoughts confused. He seemed to have thought of something, but he didn't dare to ask.

He picked up Si Huan's thin body by the waist, and pressed it on the elastic and soft bed.

Wei Zihong clamped his legs with his feet to prevent him from struggling. He lowered his head and rubbed his earlobe finely. At the neckline, he tilted his head and did not dare to look at Wei Zihong.

"Do you know what you look like to me now?"

He was flustered and unable to resist this man's strong seduction, his voice became sharper, and he shouted, "Stop talking."

"I'll try it with you, if you don't feel it, forget it." Si Huan whispered again, holding the sheet tightly with both hands, Wei Zihong brought him a different feeling, his heart was in a mess, and he slammed his head .

Si Huan didn't know why his heart was pounding with fear. Why was he, a person who had experienced so many dangerous missions and could complete them with excellence and calmness, be so passively led by Wei Zihong now.

Wei Zihong's voice was low, charming him, and he continued, "It's like saying yes when you want to refuse, that's it, it's a reaction that makes me want to stop."

"Hurry up if you want, I just want to try before I change my mind."

In front of this kind of thing, Si Huan was like a blank sheet of paper, frozen, simple and dull, without the shrewdness and vigor of his previous work, what was left was tender and tender emotions.

As he said, I have never tried things that I haven't studied, and I dare not try them. If I don't study thoroughly after I try them, he will get into this dead end.

Only admit death.

**

Tossed like an attempt at bone erosion, sweating profusely, iron horse Jing Ge, crumpled white sheets, with a little bit of blood on it, in this not too big not too small room, filled, swaying, belonged to two people breath.

It was the first time for the two of them to try this kind of revealing the truth, and they were so clumsy that they almost killed their thin bodies several times, that kind of tingling feeling like being fiddled with desperately.

This is a perfect mountain.

When Wei Zihong first went on an expedition, he regretted it. If he hadn't been coaxed by Wei Zihong's gentle voice, he would have fought with Wei Zihong on the bed. Although he is thin and physically weaker than Wei Zihong, he has skills. , can poke your vitals in minutes.

Although he didn't say that, he kept saying walk away softly, no way, no posture at all, how could he be an opponent of such a beast as Wei Zihong.

It was only in the middle of the night that he barely found the technique, and the two cooperated tacitly. It can be said that the two parts were pain and happiness. Wei Zihong got unprecedented pleasure from Si Huan. Do it, otherwise, you will be in a dilemma when you are in a hurry.

In the dark, Si Huan seemed to be trapped in a dream, walking through the damp and smelly Grand Canyon, exhausted, no one around in the middle of the night, lying in the arms of the grass, thinking about the train driving into the tunnel, and the train on you.

The author has something to say: Si Huan is also a muscle, where is the aloofness at the beginning? Did he lose his sense of self-consciousness after being teased twice? Sure enough, beauty is harmful.