The king does not see the king's biography Shi Yuan

With Luo Xiaoyao's reluctant support, the two finally came to the room on the second floor. Duan Muheng pushed the door in, but before he could stand still, Luo Xiaoyao pushed him away, turned around and left.

Duanmu Heng staggered forward, if it wasn't for the sofa next to him, he would have fallen to the ground, leaned on the sofa casually, and said with a smile: "You were never so rude before."

Luo Xiaoyao pretended he didn't hear it, and strode out of the room. To him, this person was a devil. With the most hypocritical smile, he dragged him into hell mercilessly.

Duanmuheng didn't stop him, but said casually from behind: "This woman is very ordinary, it seems that your vision has also lowered, little cousin."

Luo Xiaoyao was startled, and fumbled in his pocket in a hurry, only to realize that the wallet was missing. He hurried back, and sure enough, he saw the wallet in Duanmu Heng's hand. Duanmu Heng looked at the photos in the wallet and commented.

"Give me back!"

Thinking that he might see something in the wallet, Luo Xiaoyao's heart jumped, and he rushed to snatch it.

Duanmuheng dodged to avoid it, and walked to the bedroom inside. Luo Xiaoyao robbed him a few times, but he dodged past him, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "You are so rich, why can't you get rid of the problem of stealing?"

Before Duanmuheng came to the United States, he was a well-known thief, but he stole things out of interest, not the value of the items, like now.

The more Luo Xiaoyao became furious, the more interesting Duanmuheng found it, leading him all the way to the bed, shaking his hand, the wallet disappeared in front of him like a magic trick.

Seeing that he was about to get it, but the item suddenly disappeared out of thin air, Luo Xiaoyao rushed up in anger, forgetting the difference in identities between the two parties, he clenched his fist and swung it over.

Duanmuheng didn't dodge, so that punch hit him in the cheek impartially, and he was beaten so that he fell on the bed with his head up.

Luo Xiaoyao was stunned, watching Duanmu Heng rubbing his face and sitting up, he stammered and asked, "You...why don't you hide?"

"It's so boring to hide, look, now there is evidence that you committed violence against me."

"You stole my wallet first!"

"You said I stole your wallet, do you have evidence? Even if there is evidence, who would believe that I, a dignified Fu Jia, would steal a small policeman's wallet?"

"you!"

"But you hit me with conclusive evidence."

Duanmuheng pointed to his own face, his skin was fair, so the red marks on his cheeks were very obvious, he stared at Luo Xiaoyao, and said playfully: "If I call the police, you should know what the result will be."

"what do you want!?"

"It's all on the bed, what do I think, don't you know?"

Duanmuheng stared at Luo Xiaoyao, his eyes swept from his hairstyle to his clothes, Luo Xiaoyao's suit matched him very well, it might not be high-end, but it fit well, showing his temperament just right, making him look fresh and capable.

Duanmuheng doesn't dislike his orthodox attire, because through his capable appearance, he can still see his true temperament from Luo Xiaoyao's response. The longer he gets along, the stronger this feeling--Luo Xiaoyao is always The little cousin in his memory.

He was suddenly glad that he had chosen to come to San Francisco in person.

Reading the true meaning of that gaze, Luo Xiaoyao's heart beat a little out of balance.Duanmuheng is a person who does things unscrupulously, so when watching, the desire in his eyes is nakedly shown, just like

Like the reaction of a wild beast when it sees its prey, but his demeanor is elegant and noble, even if he just sits casually, he will easily grab everyone's attention.

In Luo Xiaoyao's heart, he has always existed like this - terrifying and perfect, arrogant but reserved, passionate and indifferent, so he is afraid of Duanmu Heng, but he can't hate him.

Looking across Duanmuheng's face, Luo Xiaoyao's heartbeat accelerated again, and he felt fear. He was not really afraid of Duanmuheng, but worried that if he continued to entangle with him, he would be lost forever.

He turned around in a panic, and was about to leave, when suddenly his wrist tightened, Duan Muheng grabbed hold of him, moved forward, and brought him to the bed.

The big soft bed carried the weight of two people, Luo Xiaoyao only felt swaying, seeing Duanmu Heng approaching, he didn't even think about it, he swung his fist again.

Duanmuheng still didn't dodge, but grabbed his wrist, so that Luo Xiaoyao's hands were controlled by him, Duanmuheng looked down at him, smiled and said: "You hit me, it's not that easy Forget it."

"what do you want!?"

"We are all like this, little cousin, if you still ask like this, do you really understand or pretend to be confused?"

As he spoke, Duanmuheng deliberately moved his waist. His crotch had already stiffened a little. Luo Xiaoyao felt it, his face flushed suddenly, and he couldn't move his hands. grabbed his neck.

Luo Xiaoyao was taken aback by the ambiguous and provocative action, and then felt the warmth coming, Duanmu Heng actually stretched out his tongue and licked his neck, just like countless times in the past.

"I miss you, Xiaoyao..."

Gorgeous and elegant notes came to the ears with a sigh, and for a moment, time seemed to stop, and everything seemed to return to the past. Luo Xiaoyao's eyes were slightly moist, but anger followed, He shouted: "Go away!"

Duanmuheng didn't seem to hear it, but his movements intensified. After biting, he moved the kiss to Luo Xiaoyao's lips. His cheeks rolled, and then he reached out to unbutton his suit.

Luo Xiaoyao lost control of his hand, and immediately punched him, but halfway he thought of the consequences of beating him, so he had to hold back, pushed him instead, and curled up his legs, trying to kick him away, Duanmuheng suddenly stopped and kissed , looked up.

After drinking and tearing, Duanmuheng's face turned slightly red, heroic and elegant, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. Luo Xiaoyao's heart rang alarm bells. Experience told him that usually when Duanmuheng makes such an expression, it means he is calculating What.

"I don't like people fighting against me," he said.

The tone was gentle but unquestionable, Luo Xiaoyao glared at him angrily, Duanmuheng looked back with a smile, and then said: "What will happen to those who oppose me, little cousin, you should know better than anyone else, I don't want you to be the next one."

"You blackmail me?"

"Yes, I blackmail you, how?"

"you!"

Duanmuheng played with Luo Xiaoyao's hair, then stroked his cheeks with his fingers, then brushed his neck and collarbone, and finally held his hand and played with it carefully.

Although there were many calluses on that hand, the skin was smooth and tender, and he probably didn't do any physical work at ordinary times.

Duan Muheng said: "It can be seen that you have lived a good life in the past two years. You are very satisfied with your current life. You definitely don't want any accidents?"

After taking his hint, Luo Xiaoyao raised his heart and shouted, "Duanmuheng, what do you want to do!?"

"Hey, I'm about to get married, but my temper is still so violent. I like you so much, little cousin, what else can I do?"

"Shut up, don't say anything you like!"

The light above his head was too dazzling, Luo Xiaoyao turned his head away, his chest heaved up and down violently because of excitement, recalling all the humiliations in the past, he gritted his teeth and said: "You can do whatever you want, but don't mention liking these two again." Literally, you are not worthy to say you like it!"

He spoke decisively, Duan Muheng listened, with sadness in his eyes, but then he smiled again, and said nonchalantly: "Whatever, you don't like to listen to it, but you still have to cooperate if you have to cooperate."

Luo Xiaoyao looked over coldly, and the wallet appeared in Duanmuheng's hands at some point. He threw the wallet aside and said, "I'm a good person, so as long as you serve me to my satisfaction, I won't disturb your life." , including your family, parents, fiancee..."

"Don't say any more!"

Luo Xiaoyao interrupted Duanmuheng, pushed him away, sat up, and took off his suit, tie, shirt, and trousers. He threw the clothes aside, met Duanmuheng's gaze, and said : "You've been talking for a long time, don't you just want to fuck me? Hurry up if you want to do it!"

He took off only a pair of underwear, his wheat-colored body glowed beautifully under the light, and his chest and abdominal muscles protruded slightly, which was the result of long-term exercise. Compared with a few years ago, he took off his early youth. Astringent, more of the toughness that belongs to an adult man, he is not the tall and burly type of person, but he has another attractive sense of toughness.

Duanmuheng's eyes lit up, looking at his body, his heart beat uncontrollably, after being separated for so long, he thought he had forgotten this person, only now did he realize that he never forgot, he even clearly remembered Some little habits of Luo Xiaoyao when making love.

After turning his eyes around, he landed on Luo Xiaoyao's underwear. Luo Xiaoyao misunderstood what he meant and stretched out his hand to take it off. He stopped him and said with a smile: "It's no fun to take it off completely. I have to do some things."

As he spoke, he leaned forward, held Luo Xiaoyao's shoulders and pressed him onto the bed again.

While approaching, he felt Luo Xiaoyao's body tense. He was resisting, but after hesitating, he gave up as if accepting his fate. He just pursed his lips and turned his head away.

Duanmuheng's mood suddenly became bad. Thinking of the picture of Luo Xiaoyao having fun with that woman, he felt even more uncomfortable. He ignored Luo Xiaoyao's resistance, and forced him to look at him by tracing his chin.

Luo Xiaoyao's eyes are very complicated, there are unwillingness, anger, and sense of shame, but these are not as much as arrogance. Perhaps it was this arrogance that attracted Duanmuheng the most back then. He didn't expect that after many years, he could still see Such gaze.

This made him feel satisfied, he pinched Luo Xiaoyao's chin, lowered his head and kissed him, Luo Xiaoyao panted lowly, resisting the probing with the tip of his tongue, but soon succumbed to his strength, Duanmuheng successfully captured the city, Curling his tongue deepened the kiss.

Luo Xiaoyao didn't drink, he had a faint tea fragrance in his mouth, as they kissed and sucked, the tea fragrance spread in their mouths, Duanmuheng was a little drunk, he reached out and pressed his crotch to caress carefully.

It was still soft there, which proved that Luo Xiaoyao had no lust, but Duanmuheng didn't care, he had done with Luo Xiaoyao many times, and he knew his relatives very well. Hands started rubbing his nipples, with neither light nor heavy force, Luo Xiaoyao really couldn't hold it anymore, his body trembled and let out a slight groan.

Duanmuheng kissed him more passionately, held his penis with his hand and slowly rubbed it, feeling it slowly erected, not long after, the palm of his hand became wet, and the liquid gushed out from the penis, soaking his underwear.

Duanmuheng couldn't wait any longer, he took off his clothes casually, and took off Luo Xiaoyao's underwear by the way, he changed his posture, embraced Luo Xiaoyao from behind with both hands, straddled him, bent over, and changed to Kissing his earlobe and collarbone, pressing his lower abdomen under Luo Xiaoyao's abdomen, matching the shaking of the waist and abdomen, the two penis are stacked together, increasing the pleasure by rubbing each other.

Luo Xiaoyao's panting became louder.

Duan Muheng was encouraged by his reaction, and he was no longer satisfied with scratching his boots. He supported Luo Xiaoyao's thighs with both hands, and spread them to the sides. In the grass, shining brightly.

Looking at the bottom, the scrotum was ravaged by him for a while, it was dark red, the liquid flowed down, moistened it, and flowed all the way to the depths of the buttocks.

It was very tight there, because the master's nervousness was occasionally tense. Duanmuheng suddenly remembered that he had cream in his carry-on luggage, and now it was useful. She Zhang, who was holding his private parts, inserted his hand in.

Luo Xiaoyao's body tensed up again, and then he struggled violently, his naked body was presented in front of the other party's eyes, his legs were forced to spread apart, which made him feel embarrassed, he twisted his body hard, trying to pull his legs back, Duanmu But Heng didn't give him a chance, he changed his finger into a penis, pressed it under his body, pushed his lower abdomen forward, and the penis pierced through the tight place.

Luo Xiaoyao was caught off guard, and couldn't help letting out a soft cry, the pain came suddenly, he instinctively arched his body, while Duanmuheng sighed with satisfaction, hugged him in the position of the two having sex, and asked with a smile: "It's so tight, you've been here for a long time Haven't you used it yet?"

Luo Xiaoyao remained silent, staring at him fiercely, his pupils flushed red.

He must be very uncomfortable, and his brows were tightly frowned, which made Duanmu Heng feel compassionate, and reached out to stroke his brows gently, while slowing down the speed of thrusting.

But for Luo Xiaoyao, even so, the pain was still irresistible, tears flooded his pupils, in order not to be underestimated by the other party, he turned his head away.

Duanmuheng pounded back and forth a few more times, and after the two of them gradually got used to it, they began to move quickly.

His dick is rough and majestic, every time he thrusts and thrusts, Luo Xiaoyao's body trembles, beads of sweat slowly ooze from his forehead, his mind becomes blank, as if he has fallen into a cloud, his heart is in a trance , an indescribable feeling.

It's been a long time since I've done this kind of thing, and it's suddenly occupied by a big object. The discomfort is conceivable. In addition to the initial discomfort, what makes him unbearable is the humiliation of being possessed, but he feels it again. Comfortable, the instinct of the body tells him that rationally he should hate Duanmu Heng, but he is obsessed with this kind of intercourse, expecting the other party's deeper possession.

After all, they have done it too many times, the body memory has long remembered this person, all the cells in the body are clamoring to accept him, he misses the taste of belonging to each other, even though he knows it is wrong and unethical, But still addicted to it can not extricate themselves.

As the pounding deepened and intensified, Luo Xiaoyao's tingling sensation continued to flow into Luo Xiaoyao's heart. Pain came from his left nipple, and Duanmuheng actually pinched it viciously with his nails. Flowing out · In addition to the physical excitement, there is also the despair of it all.

He was broken, and it was this demon in front of him that ruined everything!

He hated him, but was infatuated with him. Before he knew it, his body swayed on his own initiative. Cooperating with the other's thrusting, the pleasure reached its peak. Faces overlap and separate from time to time, making it impossible for him to figure out which one is really him.

In a trance, Duanmuheng's movements suddenly sped up, the thick thing was inserted between the weak intestinal walls, the pain came along with the pleasure, Luo Xiaoyao shuddered, his lower body trembled, milky white liquid spurted out.

He didn't expect that he would ejaculate in this situation. His body enjoyed the comfort after ejaculation, but he was more ashamed and helpless. Suddenly, there was warmth in his body, and Duanmuheng also ejaculated. The semen hit the inner wall, causing His body also trembled non-stop.

Duanmuheng was panting heavily, and after ejaculating, he didn't pull out the penis immediately, but hugged him, lowered his head and kissed the corners of his lips and cheeks, his waist shook slightly, and after rubbing in his body for a long time, he reluctantly withdrew.

"Little cousin, you are amazing!"

He bit Luo Xiaoyao's earlobe and sighed in satisfaction.

The voice was very low, almost babbling, Luo Xiaoyao couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a mockery, he only felt ashamed and angry, raised his hand to push Duan Muheng away, and struggled to get his clothes.

This time Duanmuheng didn't stop him, he lay down on the bed casually, looked at him, and sighed: "It's heartless."

There was a bit of grievance in his voice, if he didn't know him too well, Luo Xiaoyao thought he would be deceived by him, ignored his gaze, wiped the stains on his body casually, put on his underwear, and at this moment the heart that he had been holding up all the time was finally Let it go - the matter is finally over.

He got out of bed and began to put on a shirt and trousers. Duan Muheng sat up and said, "It's getting late, you can stay here."

"unnecessary."

"Don't be so cold, you were very warm on the bed just now." Duanmu Heng didn't take it as disobedience, admiring Luo Xiaoyao's body, and said, "I very much hope that you can spend the night with me."

Unable to listen any longer, Luo Xiaoyao turned his head and sneered, "If I refuse, will you imprison me?"

"Little cousin, why do you always misinterpret my kindness?"

"Because you always do things with a purpose." Thinking of the entanglement on the bed just now, Luo Xiaoyao felt even more annoyed, and asked, "Aside from forcing others, what else do you do?"

Duanmuheng really thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I only do what I want to do. As for what other people think, what does it matter to me?"

Yes, Duanmuheng has always been this kind of person. He was bewildered by the other party's gorgeous appearance, and he added his own imagination, and believed it to be true, thinking that his plundering was all due to difficulties, thinking that his ambition would not bury him. Conscience, but now I realize that everything is an illusion.

Thinking of the past, Luo Xiaoyao's face became ugly. Duanmuheng saw that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't continue to tease him, took the wallet and fiddled with it, and was about to return it, when he suddenly saw a few business cards inside.

Just now, Duanmuheng only paid attention to Yuzhen's photo and didn't pay attention to other things. He took out his business cards. They were all from the Chamber of Commerce, and one of them belonged to Dawson.

Thinking of what Chairman Chen said, he was a little displeased, and asked, "Are you familiar with Dawson?"

Luo Xiaoyao had already put on his clothes, and when he heard the question, he turned his head and remembered the forgotten wallet.

Fortunately, Duanmuheng lost interest in the wallet, he was fiddling with Dawson's business card, flipping it nimbly between his fingers, Luo Xiaoyao didn't understand what he was thinking, and just stared at him.

Duanmuheng was a little bored, he stuffed the business card back into his wallet and threw it over, when Luo Xiaoyao reached for it, he suddenly reached out and held it down.

Luo Xiaoyao was startled, but luckily Duanmuheng didn't do anything excessive, and after looking at him for a few seconds, he withdrew his hand and said, "You really want to squeeze into the upper class, right?"

"what?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It doesn't matter where the hero comes from. When you become a master, who cares what you did back then, but if you want to rely on Dawson to climb up, you probably chose the wrong person. He just Just kidding, I won’t take it seriously.”

Luo Xiaoyao's cheeks flushed instantly, and his fists were clenched tightly. When Duanmu Heng almost thought that he would do something, he backed away, and said coldly, "It's so strange, why did I like people like you back then?"

Duanmuheng put away his cynical smile.

"I'm very disappointed, Duanmuheng." Looking at Duanmuheng, he said calmly, "Although I thought you were a bad person before, at least you are not a villain, but now it seems that I am so naive to think that way. "After Luo Xiaoyao finished speaking, he picked up his wallet and left.

This was the longest sentence he said after the two met, and it was also the calmest. Duan Muheng didn't stop him anymore, put away his sloppy smile, watched him walk out of the room silently, then turned his gaze back, and landed on the bag in his hand. on the photo.

Luo Xiaoyao stood side by side with a young girl in Zhao Yipian. The girl held Luo Xiaoyao's arm and looked at the camera with him.

They all seemed nervous, but also had a good laugh.

The girl wears two braids. She is not particularly beautiful, but she has a healthy beauty and a clear and bright Zang Jue. The two of them are a good match when standing together.

If he hadn't seen this photo, he might not have lost his composure tonight, wanting to have sex with Luo Xiaoyao regardless of the consequences, and even used Dawson to mock Luo Xiaoyao afterwards.

He knows that Luo Xiaoyao is not that kind of person, he is just jealous, jealous that the person who once made him care so much has forgotten him, and is about to marry another woman, yes, he chose to let go at the beginning, but now he insults up.

For the person he likes, he is not willing to let go so easily, no matter who is begging for it!

The photo was crumpled into a ball, Duan Muheng clenched his hand and waved to the side, the photo was mercilessly thrown out and fell into the trash can.