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After the wine was hot, the conversation returned to the right track. The two old men didn't move their chopsticks very much. On the contrary, the conversation became more and more lively, chatting about old news, current affairs, family, country and world, everything.When they disagreed, they would argue. Su Qinghua blushed, and Yu Zhongye was calm. They completely forgot that there was a young man sitting on pins and needles beside him.

Hearing the two men fighting each other and laughing from time to time, Xing Ming stiffened his body and sullenly, eating sullenly.

At the end of the meal, Su Qinghua was so drunk that his face turned into a pig's liver, and he was full of nonsense, and he didn't even recognize Xing Ming.Lao Lin was very caring, and sent another young driver from Taili to take Su Qinghua home, and told him to take care of him carefully, so that he could be brought safely into the house.

After seeing off Su Qinghua, Xing Ming finally calmed down all night, and followed Yu Zhongye into the Bentley.

When Su Qinghua was young, he was extremely addicted to alcohol, so he was nicknamed "Su Wujin".Thinking that someone could compete with "Su Wujin" without losing the wind, Xing Ming couldn't help but turned to look at Yu Zhongye - Yu Zhongye was leaning back on the back seat with his eyes closed, the moonlight shining on the car window, It seeped through the car window and flickered on his face, strangely making this face less indifferent and majestic during the day, and the outline became soft and affectionate.

Xing Ming was amazed, but hurriedly turned his face to the other side, flattering him indiscriminately: "Teacher, you have a really good drinker."

"It's just not easy to put on your face." Yu Zhongye looked innocent, but he was no less drunk than Su Qinghua. He stretched out his arms to wrap Xing Ming's upper body into his arms, pinching and rubbing it from time to time, lightly Caress lightly.

Once Su Qinghua is not around, Xing Ming is willing to play the role of a pet again, like a well-behaved cat after a full meal, quietly lying on his master's lap without moving.Just now, the scene of Yu Zhongye and Su Qinghua drinking at the same table aroused his curiosity to a great extent. Although the old fox and his master seem to have a bad relationship, they clearly have a close friendship. Will he Do you also know your father, Xing Hong?Some questions sprouted in his mind and grew wildly, but it was inconvenient to ask, let alone dared to ask.

He has been full of flaws this night, he has to carefully stitch and make up for it carefully, so that no more mistakes can be made.

"Uncle Yu, your stomach is like this. You must not drink like this in the future." Lao Lin scolded his boss while driving. After all, it was the friendship accumulated in the same trench. So talk.

Xing Ming interrupted and asked, "What's the situation?"

Lao Lin replied: "Subtotal gastrectomy was performed more than ten years ago. No smoking and alcohol is a must."

Xing Ming himself also had a stomach problem, and it was unspeakably miserable when it happened. Only then did he realize that the "I will give up my life to accompany you" in Boss Mazi's red shed that day was not an exaggeration.

Yu Zhongye still had his eyes closed, with a calm expression on his face: "It's rare to have a drink with an old friend, I'm happy."

Lao Lin turned around and sighed quietly: "Teacher Su has changed so much that I almost didn't recognize it."

Yu Zhongye didn't answer, and seemed to be asleep.

In the darkness of night, Bentley got on the elevated highway and galloped forward.Lao Lin continued to sigh, talking almost non-stop, how heroic and handsome Mr. Su was, how high-spirited he was, how many years he hadn't seen him, and he was old and old, a good person was ruined by himself...

The car in front braked suddenly for no reason, Lao Lin reacted quickly, slightly stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel, Yu Zhongye, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said at this moment, don't say anything.

Lao Lin shut up, and Xing Ming withdrew his restless thoughts, and curled up quietly in Yu Zhongye's arms—Yu Zhongye's body smelled of alcohol mixed with perfume. It smells good.

When Bingli returned to the villa, Yu Zhongye still had his eyes closed, his breath was long and steady, and he seemed to be really asleep.Xing Ming stared at Yu Zhongye's side face for a moment, but he didn't dare to wake him up, so he just helped him get out of the car and let Lao Lin go back first.

A big drink, late enough, Phoebe should be asleep by this point.Afraid of disturbing others, Xing Ming gently sent Yu Zhongye into the bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom, only a little bit of moonlight coming in through the curtains, it was very dark, and just as Xing Ming put his hand on the light switch, he realized that the man behind him had woken up——

A hand pressed against his hand that touched the switch, perhaps unwilling that he would turn on the light, that hand opened his fingers one by one, and then held them firmly in his palm.

Perhaps because of his drunkenness, the temperature of this man's palm was astonishing. The back of Xing Ming's hand was scalded hard, like being stung. This dangerous signal made him instinctively want to run away.

But it was too late.The other hand brushed the back of his neck, and pinched his throat with a tight grip. Xing Ming was firmly clamped by these two hands, and there was a deep and hoarse voice in his ear: don't move! .

Yu Zhongye didn't usually speak like this, half of it was eroded by alcohol, and the other half was teased by lust.

"Teacher, my flight tomorrow morning..."

Yu Zhongye locked him with his hands, suppressed him with his chest, gently teased the skin behind his ears with his nose, and sprayed hot breath into his neck.In the darkness, his palms were still warming up, his chest heaved violently, and his breathing became more and more rapid...

Xing Ming's voice was tight and his heart was beating with fear. Although he couldn't see anything, he was as sensitive as an antelope under the lion's mouth. Every inch of his skin and every pore could feel the bloody danger.

"I was supposed to leave tonight, it's too late—"

Suddenly, Yu Zhongye grabbed his wrist and threw him forcefully.The opponent's hand was too strong, he was almost lifted up, and then fell to the ground, hitting the back of his head heavily on the floor.

Xing Ming was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened and he remained motionless. A black shadow had already pressed down on him and began to tear at his clothes.

With a few hisses, the shirt rotted.Xing Ming resisted twice in vain before declaring his surrender. Yu Zhongye tore his shirt and his pants.One of his thighs forcibly inserted between Xing Ming's legs, squeezed his genitals, and rubbed his own genitals against his skin.

Desire is such a smoky thing, Xing Ming clearly felt that this man was ready to go, his sexual organs were hot and hard, and they were pressing against his lower abdomen.

But Yu Zhongye did not enter for a long time.

Two men confront each other in the dark, entangled and naked.

Perhaps a nearby house outside suddenly turned on the lights, and a white light flashed far outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Xing Ming looked into Shang Yu Zhongye's eyes, and suddenly remembered the rainstorm that got out of control.The memory of that day was really not good, so that his breathing rhythm was completely chaotic, and his eyes were flustered in their sockets.

However, his opponent didn't even move his eyelids, just looked at him like this, silent as an abyss.

Xing Ming accepted his fate.He lay naked on the ground, raised his legs, opened them, and adjusted an angle suitable for the opponent to enter. He thought that he would be doomed tonight, but he didn't expect the old fox to retreat before the battle and let him go.

Yu Zhongye held Xing Ming's hand and led it to caress his body little by little, stroking his strong neck, strong chest, and tight abdomen. Finally, he pressed Xing Ming's hand between his crotches, and another Root clenched his fingers, forcing him to hold his cock.

The already erect penis raised its head again in his hand, like a snake, Xing Ming's hand trembled, his fingers froze, and Yu Zhongye frowned: "What are you in a daze for?"

Of course an adult man has done masturbation before, Xing Ming reacted and began to masturbate for him under Yu Zhongye's guidance.He squeezed and kneaded his thick stem, soothing every bulging meridian on it, and scratched the coronal groove with the tips of his nails.

Yu Zhongye separated Xing Ming's legs with the other hand, and hung his leg on his shoulder. He followed the rhythm of his stroking for a while, and then shot the scorching semen all over his hands.

After scrambling to resolve his desire, Yu Zhongye held up the back of Xing Ming's head, perhaps knowing that he had suffered a terrible fall just now, so he inserted his fingers into his hair and rubbed it, then lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.Yu Zhongye got up, turned on the light, and took out a black nightgown to wrap around his body.He put away his cruel side completely, but showed a cold attitude. Before going to the study to practice calligraphy, he looked back at Xing Ming and left a sentence.

"You sleep in Shaoai's room tonight."

This night Xing Ming tossed and turned in Yu Shaoai's room, the door was not fully closed, he listened carefully to the movement outside.But Master Yu seems to have not returned all night, and has been practicing calligraphy in the study.

Early the next morning, Lao Lin waited early at the gate.At this time, Yu Zhongye guessed that he had finally fallen asleep, Xing Ming wore Yu Shaoai's T-shirt, had breakfast alone, got into the car, and told Lao Lin to take him back to pick up his luggage first, and then send him to the airport.

Before leaving, Xing Ming looked up at the large floor-to-ceiling windows of Yu Zhongye's bedroom, and secretly rejoiced that the business trip was so timely at this time, and accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, such an elusive old fox, it is better to hide for a while.