lip gun

After the atrocity ended, Xing Ming couldn't move at all, his back was covered in blood, and he couldn't even touch the velvet quilt, let alone lie down directly.He could only sleep on his stomach, with the quilt pulled down his waist, exposing a large bare and beautiful back.

The bed was stained with a mix of blood, tears and semen.A person's love, desire and proof of life are all alive.

After Yu Zhongye whipped the whip, and vented his desire, he sat beside his bed and smoked.Xing Ming lay on the bed and fell into a coma for two hours. During these two hours, Yu Zhongye kept smoking cigarettes, one was extinguished and the other was ignited.

Then Xing Ming finally got enough sleep, moved, and opened his eyes.

At first glance, Yu Zhongye's extremely handsome face was half hidden in the smoke that filled the room.

Seeing that Xing Ming woke up, Yu Zhongye handed the cigarette he was dangling to his lips, and said lightly, "It relieves the pain."

His back hurts and his butt hurts too. Xing Ming leaned forward suspiciously, bit the filter that Yu Zhongye had just bitten, and took a sip carefully.The smell of foreign smoke is very pungent, but the moist warmth between the lips is comfortable, like a shallow kiss.

I really felt that the burning pain on my back was relieved, maybe it was because nicotine temporarily paralyzed people's pain nerves.

Xing Ming is a little addicted.Yu Zhongye wanted to pull away the hand holding the cigarette, so he chased after him with his neck raised, and took several deep breaths.

This puff was intense, Xing Ming choked and coughed twice, Yu Zhongye smiled and snuffed out the cigarette butt with his fingers.

I got up and opened the window, and the moist river breeze blew into the room at once, blowing away the smell of smoke in the room.

Harold stayed at the Equestrian Villa most of the time, and Yu Zhongye called him to come over and asked, "Is there any medicine for whiplash?"

Harold nodded respectfully: "Yes, just wait a moment."

Harold quickly fetched the medicine and asked Yu Zhongye, "Do you need me?"

Yu Zhongye said, "I'll be fine."

When Yu Zhongye turned around, Harold called softly behind him: "You look very tired, really... don't you need me?"

Xing Ming was still lying on the big bed in the inner room, he couldn't see Harold's expression at the door when he said this, but he could hear his voice. Harold's Mandarin is very standard, and what is even more rare than his correct pronunciation is his watery voice, which is full of deep and full emotional reserves, and it is not difficult to make people have some lingering associations.This kind of emotion may have been experienced by Lin Siquan and Luo You.

Qian Quan is already an aphrodisiac, not to mention such a handsome face, these beautiful boys are simply the fruits of the harvest season, let the director of the Pearl Tower pick them.Xing Ming thought so sympathetically.

Harold couldn't do what he wanted, and left the stage sadly. Yu Zhongye took the wound medicine and went back to the inner room, and patiently applied the wound medicine to Xing Ming's wound, asking him every time he applied it, "Does it hurt?"

This old fox's sudden change of attitude was overwhelming, Xing Ming was dazed, and nodded over and over again like garlic: "It hurts."

The tongue was broken, and the voice sounded muffled and kind of cute.

Yu Zhongye held Xing Ming's head in his hands and kissed his forehead. He was so gentle that he was completely different from the man who was violent just now: "Pain is to make you remember, and you have to consider the consequences when you do things."

The obsessive killing idea just now was gone, and Xing Ming himself was very scared, but he still refused to give in. He wanted to prop up his body to argue a few words, but the pain in his body immediately woke him up, and he had to go back limply.The quilt slid down a bit, revealing half of the buttocks and a looming groove.

There was a time when Yu Zhongye had a strong need for Xing Ming's body, and he knew clearly that this need had nothing to do with lust, but just instinct.He stared at him with a desire to take everything away from time to time, very blatantly, he wanted to invade, to conquer, and even wanted to ask Lao Lin to bring someone home during the live broadcast of "Oriental Vision".

This bestial instinct is fading.

Yu Zhongye leaned close to Xing Ming, brushed his finger lightly over the corner of his damaged mouth, and suddenly asked, "What do you want?"

Xing Ming looked at Yu Zhongye, not knowing why the other party asked and how he should answer.

Yu Zhongye asked again: "What do you want?"

Xing Ming's eyeballs frantically rolled.

"Think about what you want."

Yu Zhongye got up and wanted to leave.

Xing Ming stretched out his hand, trying to keep Yu Zhongye from leaving, but his fingers only dangled in the air, and then curled up weakly.

Xing Ming curled up all over.

After Yu Zhongye left, he never came back, and he might have gone out to pay that bald man again.Xing Ming slept alone on a luxurious big bed in a luxury hotel all night. It was already Monday afternoon when Lao Lin took him back to Pearl Garden from the Equestrian Villa.

Missing the regular topic selection meeting every Monday morning, Xing Ming entered the office and immediately asked Ruan Ning to organize everyone's discussions into written materials and send them to him.

It was not Ruan Ning, but Yu Shaoai, who came to present the topic selection.Ruan Ning had a job assigned by another editor. He didn't know that he could not understand Taishan, but he thought it was a common practice in the workplace, "big fish eat small fish". There is also someone who can be dispatched.

Yu Shaoai handed the documents to Xing Ming and greeted him with a smile.Such a sunny and handsome young man, when he smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, his white teeth were fully displayed, and the whole world was lit up.

Xing Ming kept his eyes down, not daring to look at him.

He guessed that even if Lao Lin could get over the matter of going to the small county town to pick up people, everyone should know about Xiang Xiaobo's words through word of mouth of these good-natured people in the stage.

Yu Shaoai still tried his best to pretend to be ignorant, called him Mr. Xing, and asked him which topic he thought was suitable?

Xing Ming had read the last topic in his hand, which was reported by Ruan Ning, and it was called "The Mandrill's Revenge".It is said that people in a certain village in Fujian accidentally caught a monster that always steals cattle and sheep, which is very similar to the "mandrill" described in ancient books. For fear that it would cause disaster, people beat the mandrill to death with random sticks and whipped it to death. drop its spine.

But not long after that, strange things happened. Many children had weak legs and feet, and even showed signs of paralysis, and all the newborn babies in the village had no spine.

Ruan Ning likes those gossips on the Internet, and he is also good at catching rumors. The corners of Xing Ming's mouth curled up in disdain, and he threw the documents back on the desk.

Nonsense.

This Thursday's program has been set, but Xing Ming intends to do a program on the correction of unjust cases next Thursday, inviting a pair of uncles and nephews who were sentenced to death and then sentenced to death with reprieve and finally acquitted. It's new, but it's easy for the program team to find a fresh entry point. By the way, it will undertake the "Pearl Connection" that Mr. Liu justified this Friday. Luo You is not the only one who has the ability to leverage strength.

Yu Shaoai wrote down Xing Ming's arrangement, and gave him a neatly packaged Parker gold pen.The ceremony is light and the affection is heavy. This is a gift from the team members to congratulate him on the nomination of the golden microphone. Other stations may not be able to produce one, but as long as the nomination is nominated, the Pearl station will undoubtedly be elected.

The annual Golden Microphone, the highest honor in the host session.A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, or even a qualified soldier. Xing Ming is obviously different from those cynical and ambitious literati, such as his master, such as Editor Wang.He valued honor when he was young, and the common saying is vanity, not to mention that in the entire Pearl Garden, except for Luo You, there is no young host who can take a look at him.

Of course Xing Ming is very thirsty for the golden microphone, but because of Luo You's existence, he has always been uneasy about Yu Zhongye's arrangement.

What is even more disturbing is that Liu Yanan suddenly lost contact, just like prison guard Zhang Hongfei.

Yu Shaoai had been sitting opposite Xing Ming. Seeing his strange expression, he could probably guess what he was thinking, so he asked, "Ms. Liu's matter... is there any problem?"

Only then did Xing Ming raise his face and look directly into Yu Shaoai's eyes: "You should already know, the station has decided to conduct a self-examination, and Friday's "Pearl Connection" will clarify."

Yu Shaoai asked: "What about you?"

"Me?" Xing Ming avoided Yu Shaoai's gaze again, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "I'm preparing for the Taiwan celebration party."

"My dad..." Yu Shaoai took a meaningful look at Xing Ming, and seeing that his gaze was deliberately avoiding contact with her, he sighed and said, "The last time we went to investigate, you were afraid that the cameras would scare the villagers. , I secretly recorded some myself, maybe it will be useful in the future.”

Yu Shaoai stood up and walked out with a complicated and unspeakable expression.

Xing Ming saw this expression, and his calm heart became agitated again.He unpacked it, stroked the Parker gold pen, thoughtfully.

Although everyone on the stage didn't mention Liu's case, it was true that Lao Chen was punished, and it was true that Luo You lost the award. Now that the situation is very good, Yu Shaoai's worries are obviously unreasonable.Xing Ming deeply knew that the TV station's water was muddy and deep, and it was common for programs to be filmed or not broadcast. He was also worried about the resurgence of waves, thinking that he would use the momentum of public opinion to make another disturbance.

But Liu Yanan really lost contact at this juncture.

It wasn't until Wednesday night that Liu Yanan took the initiative to call, and she said, I don't want to make trouble anymore.

Xing Ming was taken aback. After only three days, the attitude of the other party was completely different. He asked the reason. Liu Yanan said that the judgment of the case depends on the people's court. As for the Red Cross donations, it is too long ago. , perhaps her own memory has gone awry.

Xing Ming asked again and again, but Liu Yanan just sighed deeply and long. Finally, before hanging up the phone, she faltered and hinted that I am both a daughter and a mother.

He may be threatened, he may be tempted, but it doesn't matter now, the person who deserves justice chooses to give up, which makes his persistence as an outsider suddenly ridiculous.