They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

Shen Qiucheng made two simple sandwiches with bacon and ham, one brother and one sister, and he only interjected after hearing this, "Where are you?"

"The first exhibition hall."

Yan Quan tilted his head, "Huh? Isn't this from Qiucheng's company? Just tell the supervisor that you are Shen Qiucheng's sister."

Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Lin with a calm expression and nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I'll give him a call later."

"Huh?" Yan Lin was completely confused.

Yan Quan laughed and poured another glass of milk for Yan Lin, "It's okay, you just met your family."

Shen Qiucheng glanced at his watch, "I have a meeting in the morning."

Yan Quan took out a tissue to wipe the oil on Shen Qiucheng's hands, "Do you have an appointment tonight?"

"Have you forgotten?" Shen Qiucheng kissed Yan Quan's forehead as if nothing had happened, "Ye Mingyou has returned to China, and I have invited you for tonight's game."

Yan Quan smiled and watched Shen Qiucheng's back disappear at the door, then smiled softly at Yan Lin, brought her some side dishes, and when he lowered his head, his dark eyes darkened instantly, replaced by bottomless gloom and coldness, It seemed as if it was going to explode deep in the pupil when touched.

Ye Mingyou...

Why are you still alive? !

The afternoon meeting ended in a hurry.

Because Shen Qiucheng wanted to catch up with Ye Mingyou.

Although he didn't want to go very much, he had to play around.

Ye Mingyou was the first opponent Shen Qiucheng encountered after developing the company to Beijing.

Shopping malls, battlefields, love scenes... The two fought back and forth.

Shen Qiucheng's records are - a narrow victory, a big victory, and a complete victory.

I don't know if it's because of Shen Qiucheng's lofty, ruthless, desireless and clean-looking appearance that especially attracts powerful people's desire to conquer. In short, Ye Mingyou, like the first son Yan Quan, tried his best to get involved he.

Is Shen Qiucheng such an easy person to conquer?

Can young master Ye be able to accomplish a feat that even Mr. Yan could not accomplish?

Simply a joke.

Shen Qiucheng didn't even think it was superfluous to look at Ye Mingyou!

Although Ye Mingyou was bullshit in Shen Qiucheng's eyes, Yan Quan still couldn't stand someone looking at him with such naked eyes.

You want to die—you want to die—you really want to die—you really want to die—

Only in this matter, no matter how Shen Qiucheng coaxed Yan Quan, he was invulnerable to swords, guns, and soup.

finally--

A car accident two years ago knocked Ye Mingyou out of the country.

Old Master Qin and Yan Lebei couldn't explain to the Ye family they got along very well.

He beat Yan Quan hard, but it didn't help at all.

Shen Qiucheng walked in the garage with a cigarette in his mouth.

When he got to the middle of the garage, he noticed something was wrong.

——Someone was following him, and there were quite a few of them.

Shen Qiucheng took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number, calmly commanding: "I'm being followed, take my seat!"

There must be an ambush in the private garage.Shen Qiucheng turned a corner and turned out from an exit.

A middle-aged man appeared on the stairs at the exit of the garage, with his computer bag hanging loosely on his waist, holding a red umbrella in his left hand, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Shen Qiucheng smiled, flicked the cigarette butt away, and calmly walked - walked - walked -

coming!

At the same time that the umbrella came over, Shen Qiucheng grasped it, his hand was full of dark energy, he pulled the umbrella hard and pulled the man over, folded the umbrella and directly strangled the middle-aged man's neck!

"Why are you following me?" Shen Qiucheng smiled nonchalantly.

The middle-aged man also laughed, and said in a light tone, "Can I tell you this?"

A group of men with various weapons surrounded them from all directions.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven in broad daylight, there is no law of the king!

The circle gets smaller and smaller—

"Mr. Shen, we won't hurt you." The one who looked like the leader said, "It's just—" Suddenly a handkerchief smeared with drugs covered his mouth and nose!

When did you hide behind it?A group of seemingly inconspicuous people, but they are extremely professional.

In an instant, Shen Qiucheng kicked the middle-aged man under him, and swung the umbrella to knock the man behind him unconscious.

But he was also unsteady.

This drug is really strong enough.

There are so many things in front of my eyes, I feel stuffy every time I breathe in...

Who is it?

Why follow and kidnap him?

For money?

still……?

He fell to the ground, leaning on an umbrella, his brows were deeply frowned, and the line of his lips was slightly pursed. A group of people rushed towards him and surrounded him tightly...

The world is black...

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qiucheng gradually regained consciousness, and it was pitch black.

After a few minutes, his limbs regained consciousness, and he found that his hands and feet were free, and the things tied to his body were probably seat belts or the like.

After another ten minutes of drowsiness, he came to his senses and tore off the black cloth in front of him——

aircraft.

He was the only one in the empty cabin of the plane above the ocean clouds.

This is really interesting.

He was kidnapped with great fanfare, but his hands and feet were not bound, left unattended, and he was invited to take a luxurious private jet.

A few thoughts flashed by.

A beautiful flight attendant came over.

"Mr. Shen, do you need something to drink?"

Shen Qiucheng smiled lightly, "If you can be sure that nothing messed up, then please bring me a glass of boiled water."

"Of course I'm sure, Mr. Shen."

After a while, the stewardess returned and not only brought a glass of water, but also a lot of fruit and cakes, as well as a cart of delicacies.

"Great hand." Shen Qiucheng didn't know whether it was a compliment or a mockery, so he said this with a half-smile.

After eating a little at a leisurely pace, Shen Qiucheng fell asleep without any awareness of being kidnapped as a victim.

Occasionally encountering ocean currents and the ups and downs of the plane, he woke up and fell asleep again.

A few hours later, when the plane was about to land, five burly men walked towards him with menacing expressions on their faces, and they were still beating the black cloth and ropes lightly in their hands.

The black cloth, as the name suggests, is to cover his eyes. As for the rope, Shen Qiucheng can only say that it is tied very skillfully. He can't feel a trace of pain, but he can't escape it either.

Shen Qiucheng was so tied up and escorted off the plane.

With the fresh cool breeze blowing on his face and the noisy environment with people coming and going, Shen Qiucheng carefully distinguished the language they communicated with.

Spanish.

...Where was he transported to?

The men behind escorted him in a hurry without stopping for a moment.

What would the unknown foreigners do when they saw this scene?Will be dumbfounded?Shocked?Will someone call the police directly? ...

Before Shen Qiucheng could finish thinking about it, he was stuffed into the back seat of a car, his movements were a bit rough, his face was pressed against the leather seat, and a strong man was holding the rope that bound him, not moving for a moment. Dare to relax and half-press him.

"Seeing that you are so nervous, your employer must have asked you and me to practice twice." Shen Qiucheng's dull voice came slowly.

None of the men in the car spoke, only the sound of the engine turning.

"But..." Shen Qiucheng said slowly, "Did he tell you that my waist is bad?"

The pressure on the waist disappeared instantly.

"Sorry." With a heavy and steady male voice, Shen Qiucheng was lifted up and sat on the side.

"It's so fresh." Shen Qiucheng said calmly, "The kidnapper apologized to the victim."

After bumping for half an hour, the car stopped, and Shen Qiucheng was escorted all the way, into the elevator, out of the elevator, turned a few turns, and finally was escorted into a space.

The scent of roses is strong and pungent.

Shen Qiucheng was pushed down on a couch, and after being untied, he rolled over and sat up, hearing the sound of the men behind him withdrawing.

He didn't remove the black cloth covering his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the other party took a lot of trouble to tie him here, and he insisted on seeing what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd.

He leaned back to the sofa, straightened his back, slowly crossed his legs, and tapped the side of his thigh lightly with his fingertips.

Steady posture and aura.

Time slips away unknowingly.

A waiter walked in through the door from the outside, walked behind Shen Qiucheng, and untied the black cloth in front of him——

Luxurious suite, full of roses.

Beds, bedside tables, coffee tables, sofas, wine cabinets, home theaters, balconies, floors, and even transparent lampshades, every place, every corner, and all the tiny corners are flooded by endless rose branches and rose petals.

Shen Qiucheng looked around, outside the balcony, there was a man smoking a cigarette with his back leaning against the window rail and stepping on roses. The night wind blew his black hair and clothes. Behind him was the night scene of a city full of lights.

The other party took a deep breath of the last cigarette, casually stubbed out the cigarette butt and flicked it aside, turned his head to look directly at the indifferent and calm Shen Qiucheng, his bright smile was not inferior to that of Rose, and his lazy and sexy voice——

"Honey, welcome to Buenos Aires. I'll take you to see the greatest waterfalls and grasslands in the world."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Shen Qiucheng's mouth, his eyes swept over the overwhelming roses in the room, and he picked up one at random.

The other party pulled up his long legs and stood in front of the wine cabinet with a slender figure. He picked out a bottle of red wine from an assortment of beautiful things, opened the cap and poured the wine, and then he picked up a glass of red wine and looked back at Shen Qiucheng who was on the sofa——

I saw that he was staring at himself with indifference, smiling on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, and the high-cold aura surrounding his body was not at all ambiguously rendered by the surrounding roses.

"...Don't you like it?"

Shen Qiucheng withdrew his smile, and slowly raised his hand holding the rose in the direction of the other party. After staring at each other for three seconds, his fingertips suddenly squeezed the rose in his hand.

"Why do you think I would like your 'invitation' method, Yan Quan?!"

Yan Quan stretched out his hand, caught the rose falling from Shen Qiucheng's hand, took off a piece, hung it above the red wine glass, loosened his fingers, and the petals fell into the red wine glass, causing slight ripples.

He slowly squatted in front of Shen Qiucheng's knees, took a sip of the red wine, raised his eyes, "Isn't this exciting?"

"Stimulation, of course stimulation." Tracking drug kidnapping, empty unmanned planes, cities on the other side of the earth, dizzying roses...is it more than stimulation? ...Shen Qiucheng remained motionless, looking down at Yan Quan, "It's too fucking exciting!"

"Qiucheng." Yan Quan called softly, stood up and sat beside Shen Qiucheng, leaning his head slowly on his shoulder, holding up the red wine glass, shaking it slightly, the rose petals floated up and down with the wine, the color was blood red , echoing with red wine.

"I will never let Ye Mingyou appear in front of you!"——

The wine glass exploded on the wall, and the red wine and glass shards scattered everywhere.

"So, when he returns to the country, we will go abroad." Yan Quan hugged Shen Qiucheng tightly, and kissed him on the cheek, "When I kick him out of the country again, we will go back."

As expected, it was because of Ye Mingyou.Shen Qiucheng didn't push Yan Quan away, but he didn't accept him either. He rolled his eyes and asked coldly: "Don't you have a softer way?"

"Qiucheng, I have even more brutal methods to deal with my rival in love. Sooner or later, I will show you..." Yan Quan straddled his legs, sat on Shen Qiucheng's lap, hugged him tightly, licked and kissed , that expression is called an obsession, "I love you..."

If feelings are a battle of wits, then Yan Quan is undoubtedly a master at the boss level.

Doesn't he know that this stalking and kidnapping without any source will make Shen Qiucheng angry?

Of course he knew.

Having shared the same bed day and night for many years, he knows the emotions of the person next to him almost like the palm of his hand.

Shen Qiucheng would not tolerate someone calculating him like this, not even himself.

Saying "I love you" at this moment, all of Shen Qiucheng's anger will be neutralized in these three words, and then disappear.

The so-called bottom line is all tested.

He firmly believes that Shen Qiucheng will forgive him and stay with him in South America. If there is enough time, the two of them might have a soul trip on the Pampas grassland...

With what?It's just a hot heart that I love you, the person he loves will definitely understand him——

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Shen Qiucheng raised one of his legs, and jerked it bluntly, "Damn it, you really want to die, kidnap me here? Huh?"

"Then what should I do... I'm all tied up..." Yan Quan let go of his arms around Shen Qiucheng's back, and instead held his cheeks, kissed him frantically for a long time. When the long kiss ended, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "How about You kidnapped me once."

"Kidnap you?" While speaking, Shen Qiucheng had already touched the rope before, pulled Yan Quan's two wrists together, and neatly tied a knot.

Yan Quan looked at his bound hands, slightly startled, "Are you fucking tied?!"

"Not only do I really want to tie you..." Shen Qiucheng supported Yan Quan's hips, stood up and took a few steps, the two of them fell on the bed covered with rose petals, Shen Qiucheng gently took off a few rose petals and fell on Yan Quan's bed. With the petals on his forehead, he pushed his legs apart with his knees, "I still have to fuck you for more than ten hours."

With just one sentence, Yan Quan felt his scalp explode with excitement, raised his neck to reveal his sexy Adam's apple, and laughed, "Fuck! Remember what you said!" He raised his tightly bound hands and hooked Shen Qiucheng's neck was pulled down, foreheads collided with breath, and the tip of tongue stick out to trace Shen Qiucheng's lips, I don't know whether it's provocation or temptation - "It's the best!"

Even Shen Qiucheng couldn't calm down, so thousands of words were merged into two words: "Fuck!"

……

…………

Along with the naked body, there is also a bed full of roses that represent love.

……

The statement of more than ten hours was Shen Qiucheng's dissatisfaction with being trapped on the plane for too long.

After tossing twice, he didn't want to do the third time.

There are many more interesting things than making love, for example, before the flowers under the moon, two people can sprinkle rose petals or something...

In fact, Yan Quan is indeed doing this——

Shen Qiucheng lay on the bed in deep thought, and before he knew it, his chest and abdomen were already covered with red rose petals by Yan Quan.

One by one, neatly.

It's boring enough.

Pulling over the person who was still tirelessly arranging petals, he hugged him, "Since when did you start planning?"

"What?" Still pretending to be stupid.

Shen Qiucheng stretched his lips and smiled, rubbed the still sensitive nipples of the man in his arms, immediately causing a series of gasps.

Stopped, "Say it?"

"Hey." Yan Quan looked regretful, his voice was hoarse because he yelled too hard on the bed just now, "You tease me again, I'm hard again, and I have to prostitute you again."

Shen Qiucheng snorted coldly, sat up, picked up his clothes as if to put them on, Yan Quan leaned up, blinked and asked, "Why do you want to go?"

"I think you still have a lot of physical strength." Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan with raised eyebrows, and smiled righteously, "Since you are in Argentina, how can you not go to the barbecue and dance tango? Go, go and dance tango."

"..." This is fucking blatant revenge!

Shen Qiucheng stood by the bed, held Yan Quan's ankles with both hands, and dragged him out of the bed without saying a word.

Yan Quan sprawled on the bed, clawing at the edge of the bed with his fingers, desperately crawling into the bed, begging for mercy in a hoarse voice: "Fuck! I really can't dance tango now! My back hurts, my back hurts, my butt hurts! Everything hurts! Ahhh... my dear! Baby! I was wrong! I won't whore you anymore!"

"It's not like you." Shen Qiucheng couldn't help laughing, jumped back on the bed and pulled him into his arms, "According to your temperament, don't you have to challenge me, 'jump, jump, who is afraid of whom'? ?”

Yan Quan was aggrieved: "But I really can't do it now. After this board orders me, I will be punished by death."

Shen Qiucheng let out a calm "Oh".

You get fucked once and you'll see what's going on.Of course Yan Quan didn't say this, but hugged Shen Qiucheng even more aggrieved, and answered the previous question: "After Xiaolin left."

"When did she leave?"

"Let's think about it. At noon, I made her lunch."

"So, you did it in less than three hours after lunch and I ended my afternoon meeting - a bunch of people who kidnapped me, two planes I took, cars in Argentina, routes, hotels, and so much more Flowers?!" Even Shen Qiu was amazed at the efficiency of this work.

"That's it! There's still a huge barbecue party, but we spent our time on the bed." Yan Quan raised his eyelids, and wrote four large characters with a smug expression on his face - "Praise me now".

"..." The corners of Shen Qiucheng's mouth twitched, he let go of Yan Quan, and let him lie down on the bed to rest obediently. He went to the bathroom to take a bath first, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, that's right..." Turning around, he just Seeing Yan Quan sticking out his tongue, squinting his eyes and snickering...

Oh shit.

Shen Qiucheng couldn't remember what he wanted to say just now.

The next day, the two of them finished packing slowly, had breakfast, and wandered the streets.

Although Yan Quan couldn't wait to take Shen Qiucheng to the Pampas grassland to start their trip, Shen Qiucheng insisted on hanging out in Buenos Aires.

The scenery of South America is rare.

The architecture of Buenos Aires is very stylized, European style with a sense of vicissitudes, pervasive graffiti, enthusiastic and leisurely people, folk artists and flower vendors on both sides of the clean streets, free sculptures and pictures, one by one Flowers, very authentic.

"Want to buy flowers?" Shen Qiucheng asked.

Yan Quan held the bill in his forehand against the graffiti and took pictures endlessly, "I think these graffiti are much more interesting than flowers."

"Oh?" She didn't even look at the flowers.Shen Qiucheng was a little surprised, he exchanged a few words with the flower vendor on his own, and bought a few bunches of flowers, which were not packaged delicately, but just bundled in cellophane.

"I like Argentina very much." Yan Quan ran a few steps facing the sun on the street, turned around and took a photo of Shen Qiucheng who was strolling, "The sunshine and air here are very good, people are enthusiastic and lazy, graffiti The colors are bright and exaggerated, full of imagination. Barbecue, tango, football, grassland, waterfall, wine... By the way, there is also my favorite Rose Park. When I brought Xiaolin here a few years ago, I specially I have researched it, and there are many rare species, which make me greedy, so I go to see them every day."

"You really like it so much? You can come and settle down in the future."

Yan Quan smiled and called, "Are you coming with me?"

Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, but said nothing.

Yan Quan took a few more photos of Shen Qiucheng, putting away the SLR, the two of them walked side by side under the blooming acacia tree, under the shade of the sun, romantic and charming.

Yan Quan stared at the handfuls of colorful flowers in Shen Qiucheng's hands, his voice fluttered with the fresh breeze, "If you don't come...why should I come alone..."