Bridge to Bridge [Quick Transmigration]

Sun Qiao put his arms around the black-haired boy's waist from behind, lifted up the shirt that just covered his buttocks with two fingers, and penetrated deeply. The boy's round buttocks hungrily met the man's impact, and Sun Qiao squeezed the shirt with one hand. Looking at the other person's buttocks, stroking the depression of the spine with one hand, sliding the thumb to one side and rubbing the boy's small waist, the huge pleasure made the boy's waist bend upwards, forming a wonderful arc.

"Ah... um..." The boy moaned twice in a hoarse voice, his clear voice was filled with unrepressed humming and panting, he raised his head to look at the man behind him, but was held down by his neck Pressed on the snow-white bed sheet, the waist was lifted by one hand, and the heat squeezed straight into the depths of the boy. Under the high-speed twitching, there was still a small part that didn't go in, but it gave the boy the illusion that he had been pierced. .

"You ... shot."

Hearing the boy's sudden heavy breathing, Sun Qiao pulled out neatly. He took off the condom, tied it in a knot and threw it into the trash can aside. He didn't care about the person who was still whimpering on the bed, Sun Qiao He lifted his pants and lit a cigarette, stepped on the floor with bare feet, sweat dripping from his short hair on his forehead.

"Huating's?" Sun Qiao asked the boy, looking at the boy.

The boy was obviously very knowledgeable about current affairs. He got up from the bed with soft legs, took one of the shirts and began to wait for Sun Qiao to dress. His eyes were very light, with water in his pupils, and his lips were naturally rosy. "It's not Hua Ting, He said softly, "I'm from Jiacheng."

Sun Qiao bit his cigarette and nodded, without saying anything.

Both Huating and Jiacheng are very famous high-end clubs in the city. The nature of the two is completely different from that of LOTTO. LOTTO focuses on attacking the heart. Girls and blue girls can chat with you, cover their feelings under the quilt, but want people to be with you Go to bed?Unless the red and blue faces themselves are willing.

The reason why I guessed that the boy came from the Huating Club was mainly because only the Huating Club produced this kind of bright and smooth boys, and the Jiacheng Club had mostly girls.

This is not the first time for a boy, but his attitude is very similar to that of a completely innocent child.

He seems to like Sun Qiao very much, and he has been restless when buttoning his buttons. His white fingertips wandered around the man's abdominal muscles for a long time. Sun Qiao lowered his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth. hand.

The boy whose name Sun Qiao hadn't asked him until now didn't make a fuss. The white shirt he was wearing was already wet with sweat and body fluids. The transparent fabric clings to his slender body, drawing a seductive waistline. The open neckline was set aside on both sides, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin dotted with sweat, and beautiful collarbones on both sides.

The boy looked at Sun Qiao with raised eyes, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.

Jian Yiming sat on the single sofa not far away. He crossed his fingers and looked at the two in front of him with indifferent eyes.

Sun Qiao ignored the boy's hints, he blew a smoke ring in Jian Yiming's direction, "He shot, where is the money?"

It was Jian Yiming who invited Sun Qiao to the hotel. As soon as Sun Qiao arrived in the guest room, he pointed at the boy lying on the bed and asked Sun Qiao to sit on the bed, and said, "If he cums, I will give you 100 million." , Sun Qiao never had trouble with money.

"Give me the check, it's best that it can be exchanged in country D." Sun Qiao said while buttoning his button.

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, Jian Yiming felt for a moment that he had never known him before. This man, Sun Qiao, was someone whom anyone would fall in love with at the first sight.

He has enough wisdom and insight, no matter what topic to talk to him, Sun Qiao can quickly pick up, and he has unique insights, and his wisdom is close to that of a demon.But most people may not get this kind of opportunity to get to know him in depth. Sun Qiao is always on top of any topic and matter, and never goes deep into any secrets of others, as if he has no curiosity since he was born Same.

Jian Yiming is very clear that Sun Qiao sees the distance between people very clearly, so that sometimes people feel a sense of indifference and alienation, but Jian Yiming has never forgotten the first time he saw Sun Qiao in the restaurant At the time, the two words that flashed the most in my mind were 'amazing' and 'joy'.

Even when he was about to be swallowed up by the surging sense of betrayal, Jian Yiming still couldn't erase these two words from the bottom of his heart, probably engraved in his bones.

Came back to his senses, Jian Yiming looked at the boy who was still circling around Sun Qiao, for some reason, a nameless anger sprang up, his handsome brows were slightly frowned, and he ordered the boy to get out of the room in a cold voice.

Sun Qiao was a little surprised, but that was all. He took two steps and stopped in front of Jian Yiming, "When will you give me the check?" He thought for a while and said jokingly, "I'm so fucking good to you. If you don’t get paid, you’ll get to work first.”

Secretly regretting, I should get the money first.

Jian Yiming's eyes locked on Sun Qiao's face, as if he wanted to stare a hole.

"A check? I can write it now," Jian Yiming smiled, with a completely different feeling of strangeness on his face. "Before that, I have a question to ask you."

Sun Qiao held the cigarette between his fingers and said oh, leaning against the wall in a casual posture, "Let's hear it."

Jian Yiming's right thumb trembled. The man's hoarse voice made him think of many things. He took a deep breath and asked, "That day... were you hard?"

He added word by word, "The day Ah Yuan gave you the mouth."

June 28, at 42:[-] p.m.

Sun Qiao bumped his head back, looked at Jian Yiming with lowered eyelids, "You want to tell the truth?"

Jian Yiming replied with an unquestionable gaze, and unconsciously began to exert force with his fingertips.

"Oh," Sun Qiao sighed, a smile appeared on his lips, and his tone was lazy, "I'm not hard."

His eyes were erratic, his casual tone was unpredictable, his voice was hoarse and charming, and he was as lazy as wine. This man's temperament can probably kill any big-name star in seconds. Sun Qiao took a deep puff of cigarette, "Satisfied? What about the check?" Give it to me, I'm leaving."

Jian Yiming reached out and grabbed him.

The long-lost physical contact left Jian Yiming in a trance. For a moment, he recalled the first in-depth communication between the two in the LOTTO lounge. At that time, Jian Yiming thought that he was an exception to Sun Qiao, and that the two of them There can be countless kinds of futures, and it turns out that there is indeed a future between the two of you, it's just that you take your single-plank bridge, and I take mine.

Jian Yiming smiled wryly in his heart, he didn't even want to use money to humiliate Sun Qiao - he was reluctant to do it.

Well, well, Jian Yiming thought to himself, why not admit defeat?

A check was thrown on the pitch-black tabletop, and it settled lightly. Sun Qiao glanced through the hazy smoke, and the number was ten times that of one million.

"Fuck me," Jian Yiming said, "Right now."

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Wei Ze was sitting on the sofa, his whole body sunken in, his feet were covered with stiff balls of paper, several blue file folders were placed in a mess, and the contract in black and white was also casually thrown aside by him, on the coffee table The computer screen of the computer has been completely darkened, and the figure of Qin Yuyi walking slowly is reflected in the darkness.

A pair of hands caressed Wei Ze's temples respectively.

"...Are you awake?" Wei Ze looked back, pulled Qin Yuyi to his side, and kissed him, as if he was sorry for his rudeness these past few nights.

There was a temporary problem in the company, which could be solved by Wei Ze's people, but the problems emerged one after another, and all of them were piled up together. In addition, the company just took over the project, and an old cooperative user asked to renegotiate the terms of the contract, etc. Things, Wei Ze's work has accumulated a lot in an instant, and as the company's top person in charge, he can only resist, but he also feels that the internal pressure is too great, and even the actions of treating Qin Yuyi in bed at night A little bit more vicious.

When he woke up in the morning, Qin Yuyi had a fever.

"I'm sorry dear, it's my fault." Wei Ze kissed the man in his arms, and Qin Yuyi stretched out his hand to touch the green stubble.

Qin Yuyi's temper is notoriously good, and he said with a gentle smile, "I'm fine, it's just a low fever." His voice was soft, "You don't look very well, are you going to lie down for a while?" ?”

"I'll cook some porridge for you, and fry some bacon, okay?"

Wei Ze didn't respond, but buried his head deeply into Qin Yuyi's neck, knowing that Qin Yuyi thought he was asleep, Wei Ze nodded while maintaining his hugging position.Qin Yuyi smoothed Wei Ze's hair like a child, then stood up and walked to the kitchen. Looking at his back, Wei Ze seemed to have made a decision, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"Lawyer He? Yes...I'm Wei Ze," he said, "I want to draw up a contract."

The author has something to say:

I changed it many times, but I don't know if it can pass the review.