The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (57)

Shu Le's breathing stopped for a moment.

Although he really doesn't mind having a fight with others in broad daylight, but the first thing is that there are no other people watching, and the second——

This person cannot be Pei Shaozhi.

No, to be more precise, he doesn't want to be forced by anyone to do this now.

This is not the last world, he is not dying of drought, he is even on the verge of kidney failure.

And more importantly - Pei Shaozhi is obviously not in the same rank as Zhou Sui.

Although I don't know where the sixth sense came from, Shu Le always has a feeling.

Zhou Sui's tricks may not be enough in front of Pei Shaozhi.

In just a few seconds, Pei Shaozhi's hand slid in even deeper.

Shu Le froze, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the driver.

The driver is a pure white man with light blond hair and looks very young.

At this time, he did not look at Shu Le and Pei Shaozhi.

But he didn't have the slightest intention to move away.

Next to the tip of his nose was Pei Shaozhi's increasingly hot breath. Shu Le only slightly looked away before being pinched by Pei Shaozhi's jaw.

His voice has taken on the familiar dullness of Shu Le: "Baby, what are you looking at?"

Shu Le was full of unease, pushed Pei Shaozhi, and took a breath between hot breaths: "Don't be here..."

Pei Shaozhi bent his lips and smiled.

This laughter sounded extremely happy, Shu Le was in Pei Shaozhi's arms, and he could even feel the warm heaving of his chest.

That is the most vivid symbol of life.

The apron where the plane landed should not be far from the coast, although it was already night at this time, except for the surrounding lights, it was dark in the distance.

But Shule can still hear the waves crashing on the sand.

In this extremely silent night, Pei Shaozhi's loud laughter and the sound of waves from all around were accompanied by the extremely black ink behind the lights.

Destroyed the last sense of security in Shu Le's heart.

Pei Shaozhi stroked Shu Le's waistline slowly and gently, as if he was caressing a newly found pet.

Full of pity and possession.

He lowered his head and kissed Shu Le's face that was slightly chilled by the night wind: "Are you worried that others will see it?"

Shu Le didn't speak.

Pei Shaozhi then added with a smile: "See me messing with you? Or is it someone who sees you being fucked by me... the way you're juicy?"

This sentence is really too loose.

Shu Le has lived here for nearly 30 years, and has never heard of such unlimited words, so he changed his face immediately: "Pei Shaozhi!"

"Well, what's up baby?"

Pei Shaozhi's fingers placed behind Shu Le were stabbing repeatedly.

Every time he moved, Shu Le's waist softened.

The two of them have not done it once or twice, and Pei Shaozhi is even more familiar with his positions than Shu Le himself.

After a few times, Shu Le couldn't even keep his sharp eyes, and his whole body completely softened on Pei Shaozhi's body.

Pei Shaozhi changed the direction of Shu Le in his arms, into a position like a child urinating.

He has always been particularly partial to this pose.

Taking out the fingers behind him, Pei Shaozhi breathed into Shu Le's ear coaxingly.

Shu Le was already sensitive and tormented by the action just now, and when his ears were burned by the scorching breath, his whole body trembled.

In just a split second, Pei Shaozhi strangled him into his arms again without any struggle.

At an extremely close distance, Shu Le felt Pei Shaozhi's menacing presence.

And Pei Shaozhi seemed to be finally satisfied with this posture, he casually pulled Shu Le's finger, and pinched it ambiguously: "Do you feel me?"

Shu Le: "..."

Huh, man.

Great?

You're not the only one growing up.

Shu Le was forced to sit on Pei Shaozhi's body, and was really uncomfortable.

But he is not a pure white rabbit, he naturally knows that if he moves casually, it will cause more serious consequences, so he can only bite the bullet and continue to freeze.

Pei Shaozhi imitated the forward and backward movements like this a few times, but instead of reaching out to Shu Le's pants, he stopped and stretched out his hand to wipe Shu Le's forehead.

There was some pity in his voice: "Is it so unaccustomed?"

Only then did Shu Le realize that his forehead had already been drenched in cold sweat.

Pei Shaozhi's face and palms were hot, Shu Le subconsciously moved to the side, and then stopped his movement under Pei Shaozhi's deep gaze.

Shu Le had seen Pei Shaozhi's resume countless times.

He just passed his 19th birthday, and the boy in the photo posted on his resume smiled innocently.

The only relative in the family is the mother, and the writing is simple, saying that she is doing freelance work.

What a freelance job.

Shu Le took a deep breath, and finally took a step back under many concerns.

He took the initiative to put his hand on Pei Shaozhi's shoulder, coughed lightly, turned his eyes away and said, "If you want to do it, go to the house, not here. I don't like being watched by others."

The moonlight and the lights on the island are just right.

Because of the shameful posture just now, Shu Le had to turn his head slightly and then raise his head, presenting that face that was too beautiful for a man in front of Pei Shaozhi.

The bright moonlight and bright lights shone in the pair of peach blossom eyes that looked extremely clear.

Finally, Pei Shaozhi's figure was completely printed.

Only his figure alone.

This sudden sense of satisfaction was transformed into a kind of pleasure in an unspeakable corner.

It is the same pleasure as the pleasure of possessing Shule endlessly, even more than this.

Pei Shaozhi leaned over and kissed Shu Le.

Shu Le was forced to accept the kiss, and when he let go, even his lips were red with waiting for love.

Pei Shaozhi rubbed Shu Le's lips, finally hugged Shu Le, and walked to the side room.

——It would be nice if I could go inside.

At least the driver will never stand inside the house.

Shu Le was somewhat relieved.

The effect of muscle relaxants probably hasn't passed yet, but Shule's weight seems to be nothing to Pei Shaozhi.

Pei Shaozhi even patted Shu Le's butt when he entered the room door, and said meaningfully: "Lele, you are thinner than before."

Before Shu Le had time to refute, he heard Pei Shaozhi continue: "You used to lie on the bed, and when I couldn't stand it, you wanted to play tricks and sneak forward."

Pei Shaozhi's voice became more and more hoarse: "Then I will pull you back by your ankles. If I pull you hard, your little butt will tremble slightly."

"You know what? It's a beautiful scene."

Shu Le: "..."

If this is in China, he must report Pei Shaozhi, please.

It's a pity that I'm not in the country now.

Not only that, but he is also a piece of fish on the cutting board.

However, Pei Shaozhi refused to go around Shu Le, seeing Shu Le's reaction made him even more interested, and whispered some nasty words in Shu Le's ear.

At the end, Shu Le felt that his whole body was on fire.

I can't tell if I was provoked or annoyed.

Pei Shaozhi put Shu Le on the bed, pressed on Shu Le and kissed him, then got up and went to the door to close it.

And when Pei Shaozhi closed the door——

Shu Le saw the driver again.

What made Shu Le even more embarrassing was that.

Besides the driver, there seemed to be other people who were already in this room.

At least there must be more than one standing at the door.

Pei Shaozhi said something to the people at the door, and one of them retreated.

Then he closed the door, turned around and walked back again.

Shu Le couldn't lift any strength from his whole body, he just watched the door close.

The moment it was closed, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he saw a peeping sight inside.

With curious, suspicious, tentative eyes.

Shu Le was embraced by Pei Shaozhi, and Pei Shaozhi grasped the most vulnerable place, he shrank back: "Besides the driver... who else is there?"

Pei Shaozhi took the supplies on the bedside table, interlocked his fingers with Shu Le: "The butler, and the bodyguards."

Shu Le's face was flushed, and after being touched again and again, he raised his neck, revealing his fragile Adam's apple.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said as if he was struggling: "I don't want... I don't want a housekeeper and bodyguard, and I don't want a driver..."

"No way."

Pei Shaozhi bit Shu Le's Adam's apple lightly, and then slid down.

In the end, he buried his head and stopped at Shu Le's vulnerable position, instantly controlling all the pain and happiness of the person under him.

Pei Shaozhi easily trapped Shu Le in the pain of being unable to ask, then got up again, and blocked Shu Le's lips.

He sent himself in amidst Shu Le's low whimpers, and then suppressed Shu Le's struggle and resistance.

"No way, baby."

"I've given you a lot of time, but you've never looked at me more than once."

"So you have no chance to refute everything I give you."

Autumn in Sicily has very warm sunshine.

Even the surrounding unknown isolated islands were also contaminated by this sunlight, and they all became eager and intense.

Although this warmth cannot penetrate through the thick soundproof glass and European brick walls.

The remaining traces of the body were handled very well by Pei Shaozhi, clean and refreshing, and there was not much else to be seen except excessive fatigue.

Except for the stack of photos on the table.

The photos are a very thick stack with bright colors, which clearly recorded the absurd and wanton night between him and Pei Shaozhi last night.

Including his expression, his fragility and the way he finally softened and begged for mercy.

The cloudy liquid is very clear in the photos due to the over-excellent film development, including the usual pale skin glowing red in the dim light, and the little thing that has obviously been excited and softened appearance.

Shu Le was wearing loose pajamas, standing in front of the glass window very quietly, and took out the photos one by one.

Look carefully.

The pajamas are the style Pei Shaozhi prepared for him, and Pei Shaozhi's is a couple's outfit.

His one is crimson purple, Pei Shaozhi's is grey.

Shu Le looked in front of the mirror for a long time before finally making sure——

The style of this pajamas was exactly the same as the ones he and Shang Jue wore at home.

At that time, Shu Le hadn't met Pei Shaozhi yet.

A chill oozing from his bones swept through Shu Le's spine bit by bit, and finally completely engulfed him.

The door of the bungalow was opened from the outside, and Pei Shaozhi walked in wearing another pajamas.

The sunlight came in from behind him, vaguely outlining his tall and handsome figure, and the smile that couldn't be hidden on his face.

Pei Shaozhi held a bouquet of lavender flowers in his hand.

It was obviously just picked outside the house, and hadn't been carefully packaged and bundled, and even the petals were covered with tiny crystal dewdrops.

But the stem of the bouquet is clean, as if the person who picked it had removed all the thorns.

Pei Shaozhi walked up to Shu Le, bowed his head and kissed Shu Le's forehead, and then pulled him into his arms.

Shu Le didn't resist, and he could just see the flower field outside the window from his angle.

The flower field is so big that it almost occupies most of Shu Le's sight.

At this time, several servants were working in the flower field. Obviously, this flower field was valued by the master.

And all the flowers planted in the huge garden are exactly the kind that Pei Shaozhi holds in his hands.

All.

Without exception.

It was probably because the muscle relaxants hadn't been used yet, and Shu Le still couldn't lift his strength.

Pei Shaozhi hugged Shu Le's waist, put the flowers into his hands, and then leaned over to kiss Shu Le.

"Baby, do you know what flower this is?"

Shu Le looked expressionlessly at the flower farmer who was working hard outside the window: "Should I know?"

Pei Shaozhi smiled very gently: "Of course, because I planted this for you."

"This is winter ziluo."

The soreness on the waist became more obvious after standing for a long time, Shu Le frowned and said perfunctorily: "So you like this kind of flower."

"wrong."

Pei Shaozhi hugged Shu Le, "I don't like this kind of flower, what I like is its flower language."

"Possessive."

Pei Shaozhi gently pressed Shu Le's hand on top of his head, and leaned over to kiss him: "Baby, you are all my possessiveness."

The author has something to say: Lele: Physically and mentally exhausted...

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