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Alcohol cannot completely paralyze the brain, but it is the best trigger.

Somebody's hand touched the shower nozzle, and steaming water poured down, covering the bathroom with a layer of water mist.

Meng Jun took advantage of his drunkenness to wantonly entangle the person in his arms.No matter how mature he is, he is still just a 17-year-old boy. Some things cannot be stopped from the very beginning.

Meng Liangren's eyelids slid uneasily, and he tried hard to open them, but his mind was like experiencing a storm, with countless fragmentary images flashing, but in terms of touch, the violent kisses and touches were exceptionally clear.The fingers rubbing against his waist with strength and heat, and the wet kisses that penetrated into his mouth until death, mixed with the smell of alcohol, seemed to bring him back to the extravagant life in his previous life.

In a daze, he took the person holding him as he didn't know who his girlfriend was, maybe that little singer, or some young model, but he was really enthusiastic.

Meng Liang is not Liu Xiahui, but in this life, he probably wants to stay away from the life of feasting and feasting, and has no intention of falling in love, so he has no practical experience in love between men and women, and he has been ridiculed by Pan Tao many times for this.

But at this moment, the desire of the body has been aroused, since someone has delivered it to the door, the smell is very clean, and it is warm enough, Chunxiao once was fine.

It's just a little too enthusiastic. Although the woman's initiative is a kind of taste, but too aggressive, it will be unbearable.

He had long forgotten where he was, all he knew was that he needed something, drunk, sex or something else, to help him temporarily escape the difficult reality.

While thinking about something in a daze, he stretched out his hand and hugged it back, pressing the other person's back to his side, ready to turn passive into active.

Unexpectedly, this action made the "sister" even more excited. She pressed his hand hard, pressed him firmly against the wall, and then licked and bit his Adam's apple.

Well, you take the initiative and you take the initiative.

Meng Liangren compromised, put his hands on the other's back, and touched down, um, the waist is a bit thick.

Behind him are white tiles that have been ironed out of temperature by body temperature. Above his head is a large shower head that is sprinkling warm water. On the right side of his body is the handle for adjusting the switch and water temperature.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, and after a while, Meng Liangren felt that the other party was wrapping him too tightly, and he was a little breathless, so he retracted his right hand to pull his arm tightly around his waist, accidentally, Just touched the cold water switch of the shower.

When the passion is hot, what does it feel like to be sprayed with cold water.

At that moment, Meng Liangren sobered up.

His eyes quickly cleared up, and he saw the bathroom full of water mist, there were no young models, no female singers, only Meng Jun who was closely entangled with him and who was also sober.

Unable to react for a while, he called out in a daze: "Meng Jun?"

Those eyes, the end of the eyes were dyed crimson, with the taste of lust, it was even more thrilling.

Meng Jun's expression flustered for a moment, then he took a breath, and slowly let go of his arms.

After a brief shock, Meng Liangren tried his best to calm himself down and said, "What are you doing?"

Meng Jun said, "I'm hugging you."

Meng Liangren opened his eyes and said, "What did you say?"

"I'm hugging you." Meng Jun's tone was low, but he could still hear a trace of instability, "I like you, little uncle."

"..." Meng Liangren was shocked by this sentence and couldn't speak, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "I know you are still young, and you are not very familiar with this aspect, so you tend to get confused..."

"Don't you understand?" Meng Jun stood under the shower, letting the cold water wash over his body, "I'll say it again, I like you, I love..."

"Enough!" Meng Liangren shouted suddenly, "Meng Jun, there must be something wrong with your brain!"

He remembered everything about being drunk just now.

He really had a convulsion in his head, so he regarded Meng Jun as those women in his previous life... Meng Liangren raised his head and wiped the water from his face, his lips still had the sense of touch from when they were entangled just now.

He put his hands on the shower switch, turned off the water, stopped looking at Meng Jun, went to the bedroom to find a set of clothes to change, then took the key card and wallet, and was about to go out.

Odie, who was obediently staying in the living room, ran over and circled around his feet, not understanding why he wanted to leave suddenly.

Meng Liangren didn't care about it anymore, he walked quickly through the living room, stepped into the porch, and heard Meng Jun calling him behind him: "Little uncle."

Meng Liangren stopped walking, and Meng Jun said again: "Don't go, okay?"

Meng Liang's heart was extremely bitter, he had never heard Meng Jun use such a tone.After all, he turned his head and looked at this drenched young man in a mess. His pride and vigor were gone at the moment, and he just begged in a low voice: "Don't go, okay?"

Meng Liangren paused for a while, turned around and faced Meng Jun and said, "I don't know when you had this idea...Meng Jun, did I do something wrong to make you feel that I don't deserve to be treated like this?" Respected as an elder, am I only worthy of being teased by you!"

He encountered so many accidents today that he was almost incoherent.

He thought that he had no parents, but had brothers and sisters. He thought that because Lin Yuxin came from a humble background, those people criticized him as an illegitimate child. He thought that he had a nephew who was not talkative but loved to cling to him.But he has no siblings, he was indeed an illegitimate child whose father didn't even know who he was when he was born, and his nephew didn't treat him as an uncle at all.

Meng Jun just pursed his lips and looked at him steadily.

Meng Liangren lowered his eyes, turned back and opened the door, and left with a "bang".

"I only beg you this time." Meng Jun murmured to himself, water droplets from the tip of his hair fell and hit the floor, "Only this time."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Meng Liangren was driving around in the street, he really had nowhere to go.

In just half a day, his life was completely disrupted, even to the point of living on the street. How is this different from the previous life?God made him reborn, did he want to play a joke on him again?

The feeling after waking up was not pleasant, so Meng Liangren found a street and stopped, resting his head on the back of the chair.The rain had just stopped, and the neon lights of the shops outside shone on my eyelids, which was very uncomfortable.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, took out his phone, thought about it, and called Cheney.

"Hello? I'll stay with you for a few days, don't ask so many questions... I'll drive over."

Cheney lives in the company's staff apartment, which is not spacious, but it is more than enough for two people.

Meng Liangren rang the doorbell of his house when it was almost eleven o'clock. Cheney yawned and came to open the door for the young master.After entering the door, he walked to the bright place and saw Cheney smiling at him ambiguously: "Yo, who kicked you out just now?"

He thought that Meng Liangren came from his lover, Meng Liang's face darkened, he touched his collarbone and neck, went to the bathroom and saw a bruised hickey.

This little bastard is working so hard.Meng Liangren gritted his teeth in his heart, but he didn't reveal anything on his face. He just said, "Don't talk nonsense, do you have towels and clothes? I want to take a bath."

Cheney sighed and found him a towel and pajamas - all pink.

Normally, he would definitely be disgusted, but now he is not in the mood for joking, he just feels very tired, so he takes a shower first, and then lays down in the bedroom Cheney prepared for him.

The latter leaned against the door frame and said with a smile: "You were squeezed dry by some little goblin."

Meng Liangren looked at the ceiling and said, "If you talk too much, I'll squeeze you dry first."

Cheney pinched the orchid and pointed at him, "Damn it, he's straight."

"..." Looking at his slap-sized face and pink sheep pajamas, Meng Liangren didn't look like he could find a girlfriend—speaking of sheep, Meng Jun's face appeared in his mind again, What kind of cute and sensible, all tm is a routine.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Cheney came over and leaned over and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Meng Liangren said, "If you have work tomorrow, please push it for me. I have something urgent, so I have to go back to... Linchuan."

Cheney sighed: "Okay. You come to my place, and I just asked you, would you like to accept the movie I told you about a few days ago?"

Meng Liangren was stunned for a moment, remembering the film he said was preparing for casting. If he took this role, he would have to run around with the crew for nearly half a year after the year. Staying in Wanxi after the end, one can take a short rest, and two, Meng Jun is about to take the college entrance examination, so he can take time to take care of him.

It now appears that this decision has to be temporarily changed.

"I'll take it."

Cheney said in surprise: "I thought you would refuse, why, are you willing to let your little nephew stay at home alone?"

Meng Liangren didn't answer, he didn't want to talk about anything about Meng's Fang family now.

Cheney thought he was tired, so he said, "Okay, you rest first, good night."

"Good night."

Meng Liangren was indeed very tired, so tired that he wanted to close his eyes and go to sleep immediately, but as soon as he closed his eyes, thousands of thoughts flooded, and he stayed up like this for most of the night, until three or four in the morning, before he managed to fall asleep.

The next day he got up again and went to the airport, and took the nearest flight back to Linchuan.

When the servants knocked on the door of Meng's house, the maid who opened the door told him that Meng Zhe was waiting for him in the study when he didn't go to work.

Meng Liangren walked into this very familiar house, walked up the stairs, and pushed open the door of the study. Meng Zhe looked up to see him, and put down his work.

They chatted all afternoon, how Lin Yuxin met Meng's father, how she married into the Meng family, her friendship with the family in the tavern, Lin Yuxin's work, life, and her patients.

Meng Zhe told Meng Liangren everything he saw and heard, until the end of the conversation, he was silent for a while, and said: "Fourth, it's up to you to choose whether to leave the Meng family or stay. No one forces you, I won't, and neither will Mr. Fang."

Meng Liangren smiled: "Leave or stay? I am 24 years old, and I have already become independent outside. If you are talking about the surname Fang or Meng, the Fang family does not lack me. 20 years ago Not missing, not missing now."

From getting on the plane to the way back to Meng's house, he gradually figured it out.

If Fang Hongjian was really that 14-year-old boy when he met Fang Hongjian, and if he still had hope for the father-son relationship he longed for when he was young, then Fang Hongjian's kindness to him for so many years is enough for him to treat this person Treated like a father.

Unfortunately he is not.

I have lived two lives, but only one life. Those likes and dislikes, longing and disappointment are all time-limited.

He lives again to protect the person he wants to protect, and then earn some money to buy a house where the girl he likes lives, two people in one house, three meals a day for four seasons, and grow old forever.