The Law of the Jungle [Entertainment]

Yu Yezhou looked at his angry face stuck on the glass, his nose was bruised, and his eyelashes seemed to be crushed by his stupidity. Lift, open the central lock.

"The car window is down." Suhang didn't want to get into his car, and shouted through the glass.

Yu Yezhou looked at him for a while, then stepped on the gas pedal. Su Hang's brain became hot, and he quickly opened the car door and got in. Sitting on the co-pilot, he looked at him and stretched out his hand for a moment: "You picked up my key, right? President Yu."

"What did you call me?"

For the key, Su Hang endured: "...Mr. Yu?"

"Just now." Yu Yezhou held the steering wheel and tapped his index finger on it.

Suhang: "..."

Yu Yezhou said: "Go down."

Su Hang is full of anger, the mole in Yin Huai's house may be troubled for a few days, he doesn't want to have nowhere to go today, and he doesn't want to go to a hotel wearing a mask and glasses: "You give me back the key and I will go down, you will follow me." I broke up, and it’s nothing to still pick up my key?”

"Go down!"

"...Why are you so fierce?" Suhang stared at him, "You took my things and asked me to pay you back, right? Okay, no problem, Mr. Yu, can you return the key to me, please? "

Zhu Yu had been standing outside the car for a long time, seeing that Suhang still didn't come down, she didn't know what to do.

Suhang raised his thumb and pointed out the window: "Look, my elf is about to cry."

Yu Yezhou crossed Su Hang's neck and saw the little assistant standing next to the window, looking in innocently and timidly. Su Hang's bright face was placed next to Zhu Yu's, both of them were young and shining .

"You're not going down, are you?"

He suddenly said this coldly. Before Suhang could react, he kicked the gas pedal and threw him onto the backrest. His neck almost broke. For a moment, I turned my head to see if the assistant had been hit, and found that Zhu Yu had just been knocked down and sat on the ground. I was relieved, and then turned around and scolded Yu Yezhou: "You are fucking sick! Can't see Is there someone there?!"

Cursing like this is not at all like the Suhang that Yu Yezhou knew before.

Bentley drove out of the company all the time, but Yu Yezhou didn't say a word to him. Suhang held his breath and ignored him. He looked at the thorny trees going backwards outside the window with his neck straightened, and murmured, "I don't know who The fuck let me up here."

He stopped talking, and obediently nestled on the co-pilot, glaring at Yu Yezhou from the reflection of the glass window.

Yu Yezhou let him hang around all the way, and finally kindly gave him a glimpse: "Where are you going?"

"Go home to sleep!"

Yu Yezhou worked hard and sent him to the apartment assigned by the company. When he got there, Su Hang couldn't calm down, he still didn't have the key, what a fart!So he changed his words and said, "Go to Dijiang Hotel."

"What are you going to do, open a room?"

Yu Yezhou's voice is very nice, deep and thick, neither low nor high, neither fast nor slow, as if there are no edges and corners, but every word is read so clearly, mellow and straight to the heart, even if it is obscene, It can also be called a "subwoofer" in a popular saying on Weibo.

In the past, when Yu Yezhou teased him like this, Su Hang would purse his lips and lower his head, only showing half of his pink ears, as beautiful as a porcelain doll. He was shy, but his eyes were revealing, as if he would melt into his bosom if touched. inside.

But the Suhang in front of him was not like that at all, he stared at himself with hatred, lashed out at him, called him "sick", took out his mobile phone, called his doll-like assistant, and called Zhu Yu to come pick him up.

Yu Yezhou didn't know what kind of illness he suddenly got. Maybe it was because Xiao Baihua, who used to open and shut up "Mr. Yu", now scolded him with a straight face and scolded him as a bastard, Mr. Yu, and there was a "little elf" beside him.

The moment the phone was connected, he reached out and grabbed Su Hangbai's neck, which was as thin as a swan's neck. On the phone, Zhu Yu was still calling "Brother Su, Brother Su", so he bullied him and bit the swan. The round earlobes, which were the fruit he had searched for two days ago, are gradually ripening between his teeth and tongue, melting into the same temperature as him.

With his earlobe in his mouth, he went to lick the slender scar that had scabbed over. The scratch stretched down from under the earlobe, and the tip of his wet tongue slid all the way to the corner of Suhang's mouth.The car was narrow and crowded, full of the smell of angry animals, Yu Yezhou's hands were sweating, he squeezed a small piece of chest that leaked from Suhang's collar, as if the fruit just now was full of wine The liquid made him lost, and he seemed to smell the fragrance of Suhang again in a trance. It was faint, not the expensive and luxurious smell that the so-called "upper class" like, like the rain with sweet oranges and green bamboo shoots. Houyelin.

Yu Yezhou saw a tender and rosy tongue curled up in Suhang's mouth, and wanted to have someone pull it out and play with it between his fingers.However, Suhang didn't let him succeed, turned his head to avoid, and hit Yu Yezhou's forehead with the edge of the mobile phone while waving, the crisp pain passed, and Yu Yezhou heard Zhu Yu's anxious crying voice coming from the mobile phone that had not been hung up .

"Brother Su, where are you? Are you okay? Brother Su..."

The atmosphere in the car didn't seem to have dissipated yet, it was sticky, like sweat oozing from each other's breaths.Suhang was panting worse than Yu Yezhou. He leaned back on the back of the car, reached out to pick up the phone, brushed his hair, and said to Zhuyu, "It's okay, don't worry, be good", like coaxing a young lover.

Yu Yezhou inexplicably felt that he was the one who fell out of favor.

Not because of "falling out of favor", but because he was annoyed that he had such an idea in vain, Yu Yezhou casually took out a box of Marlboro from the armrest box, and he didn't know who threw it in. He usually doesn't smoke, but now he wants to. one.Seeing him lighting the fire, Suhang also reached out to ask for it.

"No smoking!" Yu Yezhou reprimanded him.

"...Your uncle!"

"Don't talk dirty!"

"..." Suhang crossed his arms and circled his chest, the corners of his mouth twitched, I'm fucking used to you.He looked Yu Yezhou up and down, observing where he could put the keys, coat?Suit pants?Or inner layer?

The carriage was instantly filled with a thick white mist of tobacco. Suhang stared at him puffing out the clouds, but he couldn't smoke himself. He scolded Yu Yezhou in his heart for only allowing the state officials to set fires and not for the common people to light lamps.But it's also his own fault. He showed him the best appearance before, and this break up, he seemed to think that he was going to die or imitate himself.

"Why don't you live in Jingyuexuan without a key?" Amidst the smog, Yu Yezhou asked in a deep voice. He kindly opened the central window lock and lowered the car window a little.

Suhang felt that he could finally breathe, so he said happily: "It's nothing, I just don't like it."

"Don't like it?" Yu Yezhou glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and there seemed to be some irony in his smile, but it flashed past, "I used to go once a week, and I begged the sales lady to keep that house for you like a rascal. I bought it for you with all my heart, but you said you didn’t like it anymore.”

"I'm fickle, can't I?" Suhang asked passionately.

"Yes, she is quite fickle, and her personality also changes. I am just pretending."

"..." I'm pretending to be your brother-in-law, you are the fucking fickle!Su Hang pulled the car door angrily: "Open the door, I want to get out of the car."

Yu Yezhou opened the central lock directly, but when Suhang came to open the door of the Bentley, he grabbed his arm and dragged him back to press on the seat.Suhang wanted to scold, but there was only thick smoke in front of his eyes, a handsome face that suddenly enlarged suddenly approached in the fog, and the lips that he had thought about countless times, the nose bones of the two were wrong, I don't know it was a struggle I bumped into it for a while, but the blood still rushed up, and the place where I was bumped into green was throbbing with pain.

The smoke gushes out from one lip slit and squeezes into another lip slit, as if a flexible tongue gets in, melts into saliva, slides into the throat, and the lung lobes are grasped one by one.He obviously didn't kiss anything, but the air was so sticky that he couldn't get rid of it. In a daze, one hand sneaked to his side, and a heavy gadget was thrown into Su Hang's pocket.

As soon as the smoke cleared, Yu Yezhou returned to his original position as if nothing had happened, and said honestly, "Just taste it."

"Is it the smell of cigarettes, or...your smell?" Suhang continued logically, stretching out his seductive eyes, and licking his lips to taste the taste that just poured into his mouth.The shadow of the treetops outside the window passed through the windshield and fell on his face. His earlobe was still red from being bitten, and there was a small hole in his flesh.

The words were so ambiguous, Yu Yezhou didn't expect him to answer the words in such a shameless way, and he was speechless.

Suhang didn't wait for him to come back to his senses, he lifted his buttocks, triumphantly kicked open the Bentley door and got out, and went upstairs without looking back. He reached into the pocket that Yu Yezhou had just put in, and took out a bag. Take the tinsel that belongs to him.

"..."

Wait, a handful? ? ? !

The apartment was allocated by the company, and the rent was deducted from his own commission. When Tang Xing, the manager, came to deliver the keys, he gave him the spare keys together. There were two sets of keys, and he didn't bother to disassemble them, so he simply strung them together. He's not a litterer and never makes a mistake.

But what's going on now? ?

Suhang immediately looked back, and the black Bentley had already disappeared.

"...I fucked a leopard!"

The author has something to say:

To be reasonable, Sutu Tuanzi, a mudslide in the care world, might really think about how to give the leopard to Japan...

Let's wish him success (what)