Human food sex

Haiwan was wearing his best shirt and trousers specially changed for the interview, but there was still more than casual and not enough formal.

Chi Gui glanced at him and led him into his bedroom.

This room is a suite, with a study room with sliding doors on the left, a walk-in closet larger than his bedroom on the right, and a bathroom at the end.

"Wait here." He stopped the person outside the cloakroom, took out a few black, white and gray clothes from the top shelf at the front, and put them on his hands: "You change this first."

"No...no need." Haiwan was embarrassed to live in his house and still wear his clothes, not to mention the faint fragrance in his arms told him that these should be his own daily change and wash. "I'll go shopping tomorrow, Yuanzhou... I mean, my friend has my clothes, and I can make them up for one night."

Chigui was noncommittal, took out a stack of bath towels from the bathroom cabinet, took a set of toothbrush and toothpaste and a set of toiletries, put them in the bathroom of the guest room, and said, "Whether you wear it or not is your business, but Don't get on my bed without changing your clothes."

to his bed.

No matter what he heard, Haiwan put down his clothes and said, "Then... thank you."

"No need, it was Jiaran who locked your door, and it has nothing to do with me helping him." Chi Gui still spoke sarcastically, but Haiwan felt a little different.

——A selfish and indifferent person like him would easily stab someone in the ribs. It can be seen that Xing Jiaran is really special in his heart.

Chi Gui seemed to have seen through his foolishness, and said bluntly: "Jia Ran is not my Bai Yueguang, put away your wild guesses."

"What is Baiyueguang?" Haiwan felt that it was really difficult to communicate with him, "Can you speak more bluntly?"

Chi Gui sighed helplessly, and said, "Xing Jiaran is my friend's son, that's all. Don't make wild guesses, and don't spread your false inferences to your talkative friend."

"Who cares about spreading it?" Haiwan pouted, "Go out, I'm going to sleep."

Not only did Chigui not leave, but he also left a long chatter: "Wash your hands first when you enter the door. There is hand sanitizer at the door, change into slippers and clothes. Bath towels and towels are changed every day. Throw them in the laundry room and someone will come to collect them. At home You can use whatever you want without asking me, but I can’t enter my bedroom. In view of your life style, I have to say it up front. I don’t care how crazy or troublesome you are outside, but you must never take it with you. People come back."

"What's wrong with my style of life?"

Haiwan has no way of knowing why Chi Gui judged his life style to be "crazy", but instinctively feels that he is mocking his career.

What annoys him the most is that people treat him differently because of his profession. To put it bluntly, it is because of a guilty conscience.

Even he himself is not willing to face such a self, and the voice of reason reminds him that there is nothing shameful about innocence, but the hurdle brought about by the closed and conservative growth environment is always difficult to overcome.

He was furious, and met Chigui's eyes and said: "What do you mean by that? Do you know me? Do you know what my life is like? What right do you have to comment on my life style? Which eye of yours sees my life? Is there a commotion outside?"

For his aggressiveness, Chi Gui responded with a smile: "I understand better than you think."

If it weren't for being under the fence at this moment, the bay would have fought each other with fists and kicks, breaking the ice shell wrapped around the old bastard.But although he is young, he is no longer a fledgling boy.

Being impulsive also has the right to be impulsive. Haiwan knew what the consequences of this punch would be, so he had to endure it.It is naturally impossible to slam the door, and the balance of the bank card tells him that it is not a wise move.

"You don't understand." Forbearance is forbearance, reason still needs to be argued, and people should not be slandered for nothing. "Even if you understand my experience, you are not qualified to judge my life."

Chi Gui was aroused by his aggrieved look, and leaned against the door frame and said calmly, "First, you don't know whether I understand your life. Second, no one is willing to take the initiative to understand your life. You You don’t have to be sentimental. Third, your life is far from qualified to be judged by others. In this world, only valuable things will be brought into the sight of others.”

"You—" In addition to anger, Haiwan felt a little pain from being stabbed in his most vulnerable place. The effect was obvious and the reaction was violent. "Do you think your life is perfect? ​​Do you think that if you have money and leisure, you can look down on all beings? What kind of old Siberian biscuit are you! You are arrogant, indifferent, selfish, and have no quality. You don't know what feelings are. What is warmth, what is a life of flesh and blood! Even if your life is a work of art, it is still cracked in ice!"

"Really?" Chi Gui was unusually calm, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Then your so-called life of flesh and blood is to publish sex videos online to gain attention in order to sell fake and shoddy adult products, and take the opportunity Tricking ignorant minors into bed?"

"You fucking..." Haiwan couldn't figure it out, his eyebrows were wrinkled like rubbed white paper, and he said with red eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about! You only sell fakes, and your whole family is fakes!"

Chi Gui let out a "hmm", nodded and said, "That's right, he's very good at speaking dirty."

Haiwan was so angry that he dropped his clothes, picked up the remaining bones, and ran towards the gate.After taking two steps, he felt unwilling again, and asked him with heaving chest: "Who told you that I post pornographic videos and sell fake and shoddy? Why do you say that I cheat people into bed everywhere?"

"It seems that your memory is also average." Chi Gui took two steps forward calmly, sat cross-handed on the high stool by the bar and said, "I'm not interested in your private life. What, didn't do, I repeat, I don't care and I don't want to comment. As for how I think about you, that's my business and won't bother you. So you don't have to be so angry, after all, you are just borrowing .”

Don't care, don't comment, have no interest.

Well said.

Haiwan said with a straight face: "It doesn't matter to me whether you care or not. I want to know why you said that, and I have the right to know why you said that about me."

Chigui stared at him without saying a word. About 2 minutes later, he took out his mobile phone and turned to the account page of "EcstaticBoy" to show him: "Is there a good reason?"

"This is..." Haiwan felt as if someone had swung a sap in his head, his mind went blank, looking at the screen full of third-level language and his own colorful picture, he just felt at a loss, "This...it's not me! It's not... …I mean, these pictures are of me, but this account isn't fucking me! Not me!"

The first name that flashed before his eyes was Lu Yuanzhou, but he immediately rejected this possibility.

Lu Yuanzhou is his best friend. Although he has repeatedly encouraged him to promote himself on social networks, it is absolutely impossible for him to post his photos online without his permission, and the scale of the accompanying text is so big.

Who would that be?

When he signed the contract, he specifically stated in the contract that the electronic version of the photo is not allowed to be distributed, and only paper pictures can be bought on the market.With so many photos, all but himself can only be people in the studio.

Haiwan kept scrolling down the screen, flipping through the comments one by one, and found that the late return really did not wrong him.

This account is full of compliments from little girls and ambiguous teasing from some unknown people. Occasionally, one or two people implicitly point out when and where they had a spring breeze, which seems to be true or false.

Looking forward along the time axis, it can be seen that the private life of the owner of this account is extremely chaotic.

Haiwan can't let go of himself, but he never interferes in other people's lifestyles, so he is indifferent to this and neither praises nor criticizes. However, it is difficult for him to accept that others do these things outside his name.

Clicking into the online store hung on the profile, the content inside is even more jaw-dropping—every product is pasted with his photo, and it is a refined photo, each of which has been typed, but you can still see The contours and colors of the key parts are all added in the later matting.

Then open the buyer's comments, almost full of scolding, all criticizing him for selling fake and shoddy products, while the shop owner is swearing at each other, personally replying and scolding customers, there is no bottom line, and several people broke the chat records between the shop owner and customers , open house information at a glance.

Seeing the end, Haiwan sat on the ground helplessly.The anger in my heart was gradually extinguished by exhaustion, and I only felt that both mentally and physically were dull, numb and helpless.

He reported the account, but he knew it was futile.Without the ability to know the sky, and unable to summon the forces to turn the world around, negotiating with the people behind the scenes will probably lead to a bigger war.At that time, public opinion will inevitably be polarized, or even multi-polarized. There will be anything to say, and no matter whether you know him or not, you may come up and step on it.

For the current plan, the person behind this account must be found out.But in such a huge studio, there are more than a hundred people in all aspects of photography, modeling, translation, docking with employees, and administrative management. To find out who is like finding a needle in a haystack.

"It's really not me." He looked at Chigui and explained weakly, "Believe it or not."

His attitude was sincere and he looked hesitant.

Chi Gui reversed his attitude 180 degrees, nodded and said: "I believe, I'm sorry, I apologize to you for what I said just now. You are more... pure than I thought."

"You... apologize?" Haiwan was stunned in disbelief, then waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, no, what I said just now is inappropriate, don't take it to heart."

Chi Gui didn't say yes or no, got up and walked to the bedroom, his voice stayed where he was: "Close the door, go to sleep."

Haiwan silently followed behind him, wanting to ask him if there is any way to stop him. After all, Chigui is the highest-level person he knows, and he has a different vision and perspective when he wants to see problems.

Just now he had plausibly said that his life was full of cracks, but at this moment he had to admit that a thousand cracks were no match for a single ditch, after all, his life was even more dilapidated.

Chi Gui walked to the door of the bedroom, turned around suddenly, and bumped into the bay.He pointed to the wide open middle door and ordered, "Close the door."

Bay raised his head from his solid chest, gazed into the swirling dark blue eyes, and nodded.After hastily closing the door, he ran back and poked his head outside the bedroom: "Can I come in?"

"You want me to help you with this?" He changed into his nightgown and came out, still in black.

"Can you?" Haiwan hesitated, "I can... Actually, I can't do anything."

Chi Gui was half a head taller than him, stared at him with You Shen's eyes down, and said, "Give me a reason."

"Reason..." Haiwan didn't know what he wanted to do, but he knew that he had nothing he could fancy, and he had no reason to help him.

"Why should I help you?" Chi Gui stood there condescendingly. "There is no free lunch in this world, everything has a price, what can you give me in exchange?"

Haiwan felt that he was really like an apple in a fairy tale, bright and beautiful on the surface, but actually poisonous to the bone marrow.But what he said is not unreasonable-indeed, helping you is a virtue, not helping is power, meeting by chance, why should others invest time and energy into your troubles?

"What do you want?" Is there anything he can give?

Chi Gui narrowed his eyes and said, "I want to sleep with you."

He said "I want to sleep with you", not "I want to sleep with you".

"This won't work." Haiwan flatly refused, "Other than that, what else do you want?"

"What else do you have? Other than that." Chi Gui looked him up and down.Sleeping with him is just a test, he wants to know how important this matter is to the Gulf, and what kind of person is he?

Haiwan frowned slightly, turned and went back to the guest room, took the clothes thrown on the bed and went into the bathroom.

Chi Gui didn't look burly, he was tall, and based on what he bumped into him just now, he might be strong, but he was still well-dressed and elegant.

With his clothes on, Haiwan could truly feel the other person's figure, which must have both strength and composure, as well as beauty and restraint.

Baggy white T-shirts and baggy black trousers are all sports styles.I can't tell that a person like him would wear this style of clothes.

In Haiwan's impression, he should go out in a suit and come in for leisure. He is calm and relaxed at all times, and he walks with a beam of chasing light.

He straightened the drawstring on the elastic and tied a knot to barely hang the trousers on his hipbones.I think he is also a person over 1.8 meters, and he has to roll up his trousers when wearing him.

Chigui looked slender, but it was still within the adaptable range, and did not give people the feeling of being too tall.So Haiwan never realized that he was so much taller than himself.

He turned off the light and lay on the soft and boundless big bed, unable to calm down for a long time.Although he hasn't studied for a few years, he is not a fool, and he also knows that many times the unspoken rules are not really because the superiors are greedy for profit, but just a way to declare power, like putting a stamp on people - you are my consumer people.

Oscar Wilde once said that everything in the world is about sex, except that sex itself is not about power.

I have heard the vulgarity to the Gulf, but I have to admit that it is the truth.

This may be the meaning of Chigui, he wants to sleep with himself, not because of liking or desire, but he must go through this procedure if he wants to help.

Like registration of title.

Haiwan thought wildly, and the more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became. He was willing to declare war on the operating rules of this world, but he had no leverage.

The night was quiet and the Chigui's bedroom door was closed. He walked over and knocked lightly twice.

The person who counted the sheep to the nine hundred and ninetieth showed half his face angrily: "What's the matter?"

"I've made up my mind." Bay said, "Sleep with me."