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The cigarette smoked just now, Lao Lin coughed a few times, started a big run, drove slowly through the potholes, and then stepped on the accelerator and galloped across the river.

Xing Ming was exhausted, thinking that Lao Lin must have heard all his screams just now, and felt ashamed, so he curled up in Yu Zhongye's arms, pretending to sleep.

Yu Zhongye put one hand on the back of Xing Ming's neck, occasionally stroking his hair and pinching the back of his neck, like hugging a pet.

"Uncle Yu, shouldn't it be time to change the car?" Lao Lin has always been sensible, and took the initiative, "The anchor is a natural model, and the roof is too low. I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable to sit like this."

"It was knocked just now." Yu Zhongye's fingers cruising to the back of Xing Ming's head, touched a slightly raised lump, wrapped it in his palm and rubbed it twice, "It's time to change the car."

Before chatting, Lao Lin's mobile phone rang. Lao Lin glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, but didn't answer it.

The phone rang for a while, then stopped for less than 5 minutes before calling again.

Lao Lin still didn't answer, Yu Zhongye asked him: "Why didn't you answer?"

"It's anchor Lin." Lao Lin said, "When I was smoking just now, several phone calls came, asking if you want to go or him. He didn't dare to rush you, so he could only call me."

Xing Ming didn't sleep, and when he heard this, he immediately pricked up his ears vigilantly, listening to what Lao Lin said, Yu Zhongye had other plans tonight, but he was cut off halfway by himself.He quickly recalled and screened in his mind, there were not many hosts surnamed Lin in the news center.

Yu Zhongye said: "You are very close."

"Who told us to be one family 500 years ago." The phone was cut off and came again, one after another, and the folk song that was sung badly on the street was floating in the car, Lao Lin smiled, "I guess it's because of "News China" Regarding the replacement, listening to the voice of anchor Lin, the mood is not stable..."

"Let's hang it out, I've been too used to him these years." Yu Zhongye interrupted Lao Lin with obvious tiredness on his face, "News China needs new faces, that's what the audience means."

"It's been quite a few years. When he followed you, he was about the same age as the criminal anchor." Both Lao Lin and Yu Zhongye had been in the army, and they had been driving for him after retiring. Their status in the station was unusual. Even Lao Chen was jealous of him, and there was no one else who dared to talk to Yu Zhongye like that.

Xing Ming woke up completely from the aftermath of the climax. Although "News China" is based on a shift system of anchors, the youngest and most popular among the audience is Zhuang Lei's husband Lin Siquan, who is praised by many media and audiences as "New Country" voice". "News China" and "Pearl Connection" jointly carried half of the Pearl TV, and at this point, Zhuang Lei was still working overtime in the studio to record the program that was snatched back from Xing Ming.

Xing Ming knows Zhuang Lei, and naturally also knows Zhuang Lei's husband.There has never been a shortage of handsome men in the news center, but it is rare for someone as handsome as Lin Siquan.Although he is the chief anchor of Mingzhu TV, Lin Siquan has always belonged to the kind of person that Xing Ming doesn't like very much. He thinks this person is pretending to be close to the people, and it's boring to twist it.The two didn't get along very well, and when they met each other in the news center on weekdays, they just nodded and smiled, and then continued to walk alone in Yangguan.

After all, Lao Chen was not bluffing.After a rough calculation, Lin Siquan, who is now in his mid-thirties, has been with Yu Zhongye for nearly ten years. No wonder Lao Lin is willing to speak for him. high school campus.

"Old Lin, you talk too much today." Yu Zhongye said, "Call me."

When the car drove up the viaduct, Lao Lin turned around and handed over his mobile phone.Yu Zhongye picked up the phone, but he seemed to remember that there was another person in his arms. He lowered his eyes to look at Xing Ming, and played with his ears with his fingers.

The ear is a particularly sensitive place for Xing Ming during sex. His earlobe was kneaded by Yu Zhongye and burned hot, like a pinch of fire, burning all the way into his neck.

Lin Siquan's voice came over clearly.They are both top-ranked Putonghua, but their voices are still thick and thin. Xing Ming is not from a major, and the timbre itself is bright, so he basically does not have a broadcast accent in his usual speech.Lin Siquan was the serious news anchor at [-] pm, and Xing Ming was secretly amazed by his upright and elegant Mandarin, feeling ashamed.

"They are all fathers, and they are still so childish." Yu Zhongye's voice sounded a little tired, but it was more mellow and gentle than usual, like a sip of fine wine rolling in his throat.While comforting Lin Siquan, he slipped his hand into the collar of Xing Ming's shirt, unbuttoned it from the inside, and stroked his tight chest muscles.

Yu Zhongye's touch was very skillful, and Xing Ming's nipple hardened under his fingertips, like a little ruby.Yu Zhongye couldn't put it down even more.

Lin Siquan on the other end of the phone proposed again that he would go to Yu Zhongye's place in the evening.Xing Ming felt it was funny, he didn't laugh at Lin Siquan and laughed at himself, it turns out that people are almost the same when they are cheap, and they all want to send them to the door so eagerly.

"Mr. Yu?" Lin Siquan asked again anxiously before the emperor granted his favor.

Yu Zhongye lowered his head, Xing Ming raised his face, his eyes met short-sighted.A few seconds later, Yu Zhongye said to Lin Siquan on the other end of the phone, "Okay, come here."

Xing Ming was suddenly discouraged, and his whole head drooped.He was a little angry, not much, just a little bit like the tip of a needle, but it made him feel uncomfortable.This matter has nothing to do with love, but it has something to do with self-esteem. The "thank you" I said just now was really stupid.At the moment before the climax, he actually mistakenly thought that there was such a special erratic, tacit understanding beyond the body between himself and this man.But the fact is that Yu Zhongye didn't intend to hide the truth that he had another lover in front of him at all, he raised his hand to call him, and waved him away, as if he was courting a prostitute.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhongye pinched Xing Ming's chin with his thumb and forefinger, and forcibly lifted his face.

"I want to get out of the car." Xing Ming couldn't hold back the strength of Yu Zhongye's fingers, so he had to raise his face, trying to make himself smile nicely, "I just remembered that "Oriental Vision" has a full team, and I have to attract investment immediately. I understand I have an appointment with a potential title sponsor, and I have to stay up all night to come up with a complete investment case." It is true that he is busy attracting investment, but the main thing is that he can't convince himself that he didn't have a few words when he met Lin Siquan. See, serve a husband together?

"No." Yu Zhongye was still thinking about coaxing Lin Siquan, but turned a blind eye to Xing Ming's unhappiness.

"Then I have no choice but to jump out of the car." Not only did Xing Ming speak indiscriminately, he actually sat up straight and pulled the car door, "I'm the one who fell to my death, and has nothing to do with Director Yu."

Lao Lin hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's so late and it's raining again, it's too dangerous on the elevated road. The work at hand doesn't wait for anyone, let's wait until we get off the elevated road."

"He has a big temper." Yu Zhongye smiled instead of being annoyed, and said to Lao Lin, "Work is important, let him go down here."

Lao Lin just parked the car at the entrance of the elevated ramp, Xing Ming opened the door and got off.Da Ben didn't wait for him for a moment, and disappeared in the vast night in the blink of an eye.

It was late at night, but fortunately it was not raining heavily, and it was just fluffy scratching on my face.Xing Ming put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly along the green belt along the bridge. From time to time, a car sped by beside him, and the speed of life and death was staged within a distance of less than half a meter from him.

I didn't go far, when I suddenly felt a stream of heat slipping down between my two thighs, it was wet and sticky, and it was awkward to walk.

Damn it, old whore.old fox.Old bastard.Xing Ming cursed secretly.

There is no cover on the car.The old fox cums inside him.first.