chase game

The lights in the bar were dim, and as soon as the door was opened, there was heat and music rushing towards us, in stark contrast to the cold air outside.

"Let's go back." Cheng Xia resolutely took two steps back.

"Hello, this beautiful lady." Philip stepped forward with a smile on his face, "Please allow me to introduce myself."

Cheng Xia: "..."

Cheng Xia: "..."

Cheng Xia: "..."

But in just 3 minutes, Philip was already hugging left and right, as if he was a regular visitor here, and some hot girls even started to be jealous of him.Cheng Xia was speechless, so she ordered a glass of juice and sat at the corner of the bar to kill time.The TV in the bar is showing entertainment programs. Although Yefeng Wu is not a first-line superstar, she has been a topic of high interest since her debut, so the gossip paid attention to the fact that he is currently filming an advertisement in Switzerland. At the end, I did not forget to jokingly mention Mrs. Yucca, and teased other admirers to continue to work hard-for an artist, this kind of evaluation is neither good nor malicious, nor is it a big deal, but if it is a friend or relative, it will never feel comfortable after hearing it .So Cheng Xia took out his wallet, and just about to tip the boss to switch to a sports station, but the people on the other side of the bar had already started laughing loudly, betting whether any men would be interested in his sexy little ass.

Cheng Xia burst into a rage, but before he could speak, he was pushed back on the chair: "Do you need some candy, little groundhog?"

"They just—"

"How about some lemon?" Philip interrupted him with a smile on his face, and took a glass of mint wine. "Believe me, this is not a good place to solve problems."

"Then what should we do?" Cheng Xia asked.

"Eat all of these things." Philip put a big bucket of onion rings in front of him, "and wait for me to come back."

Cheng Xia was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Oh! Hope I didn't miss the fun game." Philip opened his arms and rejoined the hot girls.

……

Cheng Xia began to reflect on whether she had been too strict with her cousin, because compared with Philip, her cousin could be called pure!

Half an hour later, Philip finally got out of the hot girl and came back with lipstick marks all over his body.

Cheng Xia ate the last onion ring viciously, with a fierce look in his eyes.

The foul language of the group continued, and Philip carried his cousin out of the bar through the back door.

"Just leave like this?" Cheng Xia's eyes widened.

Philip casually pulled out a wooden stick from the side: "Have you ever fought?"

Cheng Xia nodded.

"It's quite unexpected." Philip rubbed his chin, "But you still can't join, although it's pitch black, but in case someone sees it, the face of the half-breed is still too eye-catching."

"You won't cause trouble for your cousin, will you?" Cheng Xia asked cautiously.

"Of course not. They are famous ruffians in this area. Every day, different people find reasons to fight with them." Philip pulled him to stand in the corner, "wait for me here."

Cheng Xia was a little nervous.

It has to be said that Philip's inquiry to the hot girl was still very useful, because after only 10 minutes, the gang of ruffians came out crookedly, there were four of them in total.

Philip leaned against the corner and weighed the stick in his hand.

Cheng Xia took out his mobile phone, called the police number, and was ready to call the police at any time. Although Philip was [-] and his muscles were eye-catching, he was a rich dude after all. He hung out with hot girls every day. The possibility of kidney deficiency does not seem like a sure win in a fight, it is better to be more prepared.

As the footsteps got closer, Philip dropped the cigarette butt on the ground, and rushed out with the stick in his hand.

Before Cheng Xia could react, the gang of ruffians had already eaten a sap. Hearing the sound of ping-pong-pong and shouting outside, Cheng Xia stretched out his head to see the situation of the battle, and saw that Philip had already kicked him into the air. One person, and roared: "If you dare to touch Lisa again, I will tell you all to go to God." After finishing speaking, he threw down the wooden stick in his hand, spit, turned around and swaggered out of the alleyway.Completely ignoring the faint howl of reaching out: "But we don't know Lisa."

Philip and Cheng Xia clapped their hands silently. They didn't lean on the seat until they got back to the car, laughing until their stomach ached.

"They're going to be confused tonight." Philip handed him a bottle of water. "About who Lisa is."

"Thank you." Cheng Xia unscrewed the bottle cap, "By the way, don't tell my cousin about this."

"Don't tell Augustine either." Philip panted and leaned back in his chair.

"Otherwise you will abandon the hot girl and live with Simba?" Cheng Xia asked.

"No." Philip shrugged, and looked at the little groundhog with meaningful eyes - if Augustine knew, the fate of those little ruffians would be even more miserable than tonight.

Cheng Xia silently twisted his head away and drove back to the small town.

The helicopter passed over the snow-capped mountains smoothly, circled around, and finally landed firmly on the landing pad.Ye Fengwu took off her equipment and took a deep breath, then turned her head to look at him and smiled, "Thank you, the night sky here is really beautiful."

Augustine shook hands with him: "As I said before, there is another gift."

"I thought it was a beautiful scenery." Ye Fengwu shrugged.

"The scenery belongs to everyone." Augustine put an envelope in his palm, "This one belongs only to you."

"Can you take it apart?" Ye Fengwu asked.

Augustine nodded.

Ye Fengwu opened the seal and pulled out a letter: "Let me guess, um... a love letter?"

"That's a little trick that junior high school kids like." Augustine smiled and shook his head. "My little Cookie is an adult, so it should be replaced with something else."

Ye Fengwu unfolded the printing paper, and was a little surprised: "Antarctic?"

"I know you really want to go." Augustine sucked kisses in his ear ambiguously, "There are two places, you can choose to take me or MOKA."

"Then I want MOKA." Night Breeze Dance avoided him with a smile.

"I should be very busy recently, but this ticket has no expiration date." Augustine wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him into his arms. "After a while, I will take you on a trip together."

"Thank you." Ye Fengwu closed her eyes, "I'm very happy."

"I said before, you can tell me whatever you want." When mentioning this matter, Augustine complained, "Instead of telling the entertainment reporter, let Philip find it."

"This is part of an artist's job." Ye Fengwu laughed, "It's already late, where are we going for dinner?"

Augustine took his hand and got out of the helicopter together.

After crossing the tarmac and turning again, there is a small house in the valley.

"It looks like an elf's wooden house." Ye Fengwu joked.

Augustine pushed open the door: "It was the former office of the Tourism Administration, but now they have moved to the town, so we can borrow it temporarily."

"It's very clean here, is it because it's in the snow mountain?" Ye Fengwu turned on the lights and took a tour on the first floor.

"It's also because someone cleaned it beforehand. The chef just left five minutes ago." Augustine took the decanter. "He is Philip's good friend."

Ye Fengwu took the wine glass from his hand and touched it lightly: "Dr. Gretel called me yesterday."

"For what?" Augustine leaned on the windowsill.

"Ask if you have used alcohol to treat insomnia recently." Ye Fengwu put her hands on his shoulders.

"No surprise." Augustine put down his glass and pulled the man into his arms, "I have never been an obedient patient."

"After going to America, try to drink as little as possible." Ye Fengwu patted him, "There are many ways to treat insomnia, music or exercise are good choices, or—"

"Or a little cookie with sweet orange flavor?" Augustine bit his earlobe, panting hot and humid on his neck.

"It's time for us to have dinner." Ye Fengwu smiled and dodged, reaching out to grab his tie.

Augustine took his wrist and continued to kiss him.

Ye Fengwu covered his mouth with the other hand: "I'm very hungry."

Augustine carried him upstairs: "I'm hungry too."

"Premeditated?" Ye Fengwu pinched his cheek.

"Believe it or not, there really isn't one." Augustine put him on the stairs and continued to rub his neck. "But you are really attractive."

The hormonal breath almost filled the entire corridor, Ye Fengwu closed one eye, and supported his shoulders with both hands: "Wait, answer me a question first."

"What's the problem?" Augustine led him to knock open the bedroom door and fumbled to turn on the light, but a huge object "clanged" and fell down.

"Ah!" Night Breeze Dance cried out in pain.

The lights were bright, and Augustine held him in his arms, frowning tightly.

"Are you okay?" Ye Fengwu quickly supported him.

"It's okay." Augustine rubbed his shoulders, "It's just being hit."

The room is very messy, there is a large wooden barrel lying here and there, the sheets and quilts are covered with dust, the dim light bulbs are dangling in the air, and there is a large wooden shelf above the head, which is full of sundries. There is also a posture of constantly falling-it has not been lived in for a long time at first glance.

"Well, I now believe that you really didn't premeditate." Ye Fengwu patted the ashes off his body.

"Sorry, I messed up your birthday dinner." Augustine said helplessly, "You probably need to take me to the hospital."

"Is it really hurt?" Ye Fengwu helped him sit on the sofa on the first floor, "Let me check it for you first."

Augustine took off his clothes, and his left shoulder was slightly red.

"It doesn't look like a broken bone, don't worry." Ye Fengwu heaved a sigh of relief and called Philip.

"Augustin was injured by the barrel?" Philip was shocked.

"It's not a big trouble, but I still need to go to the hospital." Ye Fengwu replied.

"Oh! My God! We'll be right there!" Philip threw the phone away and began to get dressed vigorously.Why on earth did this happen? Shouldn't they be lingering with each other in the wooden house in the mountains?

Fortunately, in order to prevent Night Breeze Dance from being injured again during filming, Augustine had already contacted a private doctor and a local clinic, and quickly completed all the examinations.

"It will take about a month to recover." Ye Fengwu helped him read the report, "Then pay more attention to rest."

"Need to go to Zurich?" Philip asked while driving.

"No, go back to Engelberg." Augustine remained expressionless, maintaining the posture of a king—well, the disabled king.

Philip glanced at the rearview mirror, and kept silent very tactfully—because when renting the wooden house, he only said that he needed to use the kitchen, so the other party only cleaned the first floor and piled up all the sundries in the bedroom , including that dilapidated big wooden barrel.

Philip felt remiss in not considering Augustine's explosive needs as an abstinent man.

The car drove all the way back to the residence, and Cheng Xia was standing at the door worriedly. After seeing everyone, he hurried over: "How is Mr. Augustine?"

"It's okay, it's just a little accident." Ye Fengwu replied, "The doctor has seen it, and the arm is slightly sprained."

"But what happened?" Cheng Xia helped him hold the coat.

"This is a very complicated story, and it will take at least half an hour to finish." Philip put his arm around his shoulders, "but Augustine needs to rest now, and also needs a...massage."

"Me?" Cheng Xia pointed to his nose.

"It's your cousin." Philip smiled.

"But my cousin doesn't know how to massage." Cheng Xia emphasized.

Ye Fengwu handed him a bottle of water: "I will."

Cheng Xia: "..."

is it?

Fill the bathtub with hot water, then reach out to test the temperature, it is slightly hot, just right.

"Come take a shower." Ye Fengwu opened the bathroom door.

Augustine sat on the sofa, still in a very, very, very, bad mood.

"It was just an accident." Ye Fengwu squatted in front of him with a suppressed smile, "If you are still unhappy about it, then we will buy the Snow Mountain Administration tomorrow."

Augustine met his gaze.

"Okay, don't be angry about this anymore." Ye Fengwu held his hand, leaned in and kissed him, "Are you in a better mood?"

The touch on the lips was gentle, and Augustine finally softened his expression: "This is the first time you kissed me on your own initiative."

"I thought you wouldn't care about this." Ye Fengwu smiled and pulled him up, "Go to the bathroom."

"Together." Augustine was bewildered, and finally discovered some benefits of the injury, so he wrapped his arms around him from behind, "I can't move my arm."

"Philip probably won't refuse to help you take a bath." Ye Fengwu teased, bending down to collect the bath liquid.

Augustine locked the bathroom door and unscrewed the shower head.

"Hey!" Ye Fengwu blocked her forehead, "You fouled."

"I never follow the rules." Augustine pulled him into his arms, "I won't let others see you wet."

The rest of the words were drowned in the exchange of lips, Ye Fengwu leaned against the wall, reached out and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

"Not leaving?" Augustine asked in his ear.

"Are you going to let me go?" Ye Fengwu's tone was provocative.

Augustine tore open his shirt with one hand and kissed him directly.

The clothes were thrown on the ground in the entanglement, and the dull pain came faintly. Augustine wanted to throw away his stupid shoulders too.

"Don't move around." Ye Fengwu frowned and held him down, "Otherwise the sprain will be worse tomorrow morning."

"I don't want to hear such words at this time." Augustine complained.

"But you can't ignore it." Ye Fengwu patted his chest, reached out and turned on the shower again, trying to finish the shower for him.

But Augustine is obviously not satisfied with this, the body under the palm is slightly hot under the washing of the water, as if it is magnetically attractive and addictive.After lingering in the lower abdomen for a while, it began to slide all the way down again. Ye Fengwu couldn't grasp whether to laugh or cry: "This is in the bathroom."

"I don't mind changing places." Augustine unscrewed the bathroom door, and half-forced him to entangle him all the way back to the bed—but accidentally crushed the wound.

Augustine frowned in pain and grunted.

"Hello!" Ye Fengwu hurriedly helped him sit up, "Are you okay?"

"Probably will be disabled." Augustine waited for a long time before finally coming back to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Fengwu took the bathrobe and put it on her body, and then took out the pajamas from the cabinet.

Augustine lay back on the bed and didn't bother to hide it anymore - just like Philip had asserted at the beginning, it seemed that he did have a chance to experience what the worst sex in the world was.

An hour later, under the effect of painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, Augustine finally fell asleep.Ye Fengwu bowed her head and kissed the corner of his lips, then went out lightly and returned to her bedroom.

"Cousin!" Cheng Xia quickly sat up.

"Scare me." Ye Fengwu lifted the quilt, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"You have already taken a bath?" Cheng Xia was suspicious.

"My body is covered in ashes. The first thing I do when I come back is to take a shower." Ye Fengwu turned off the bedside lamp, "If you want to ask me what happened tonight, the story is very long, so I can talk about it tomorrow."

"No, Philip has already told me." Cheng Xia emphasized.

"That's good." Ye Fengwu closed her eyes, "Good night."

"I have something to do with work." Cheng Xia shook him, "Just now Liang Hao called you, but the phone is with me."

"What's the matter?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

"I ask you not to accept any media interviews recently, even if the reporter is an old friend, and return to China immediately after work." Cheng Xia said, "It sounds very serious."

"OK." Ye Fengwu dragged the pillow to cover her head, "I see."

"Why?" Cheng Xia was a little puzzled, "There's nothing going on recently, why is there a sudden level of defense?"

"No one will wait until something happens before taking preventive measures, and then we'll talk about it when we return to China." Ye Fengwu rubbed his head, "Go to sleep, it's almost dawn."

"One more thing, I'll sleep with you after I finish talking." Cheng Xia opened his eyelids with his fingers, "Liang Hao also told me that as an assistant, artists should be given maximum freedom."

"Really?" Night Breeze danced.

"Did you tell him something?" Cheng Xia interrogated seriously, "Otherwise, for no reason, why would you repeat it three times and forbid me from rubbing the bed again?"

"Good night, little groundhog." Ye Fengwu lazily closed her eyes, "I'm very tired today, so I forbid you to talk."

Perfunctory!Wrapped in the quilt, Cheng Xia rolled to the bed, continued to do the elimination method, and analyzed where her cousin found the call girl.

Simply pervasive!

In the early morning of the next day, Philip looked back and forth around Augustine, and then said, "It seems to be getting worse."

"You don't need to repeat this obvious fact." Augustine's face was paralyzed.

"No, we have to go to Zurich right away." Philip said, "You can't stay here any longer."

Even a slight movement of the shoulder hurts so badly that even the skin is a little shiny, Augustine can only agree.

"Can I still go to America the day after tomorrow?" Ye Fengwu helped him pack his luggage.

"No problem." Augustine pulled the man into his arms, "I will go to China to find you as soon as possible after dealing with the matter."

"Take care of yourself." Ye Fengwu reminded, "Also, you don't need to be too tired from work."

Augustine nodded, pressed him against the window and kissed him.

In the afternoon, Augustine left the town and went to Zurich accompanied by Philip.A few days later, Ye Fengwu also finished her work in Switzerland, and flew back to China with Cheng Xia.

"Aww!" MOKA rushed forward happily.

"Little monster." Ye Fengwu hugged it with a smile, "Let's go, let's go home."

"Aww!" MOKA flicked his tail, raised his head and followed him, like a real knight!

"It's still comfortable at home." Cheng Xia squatted on the carpet and began to organize her suitcase, most of which were tourist souvenirs.

"Why did you buy ten identical photo frames?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"Because I want to send ten people." Cheng Xia opened the small cloth pocket, and poured out a bunch of mini Dala horses.

"Give me one." Ye Fengwu stretched out his hand.

"Why don't you buy it yourself!" Cheng Xia protested.

"I bought it, but I don't know where I lost it." Ye Fengwu picked and picked, "Here, this one is the ugliest, so it's okay to give it to me, right?"

Looking at the Trojan horse whose oil paint was about to be smeared, my cousin generously let it go.

Night Breeze Dance smiled, took it and put it in the wine cabinet.

"By the way, I'll pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and go to bed early tonight." Cheng Xia reminded.

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, where are you going?" Ye Fengwu was puzzled.

"Physical examination!" Cheng Xia looked at him solemnly, "Don't say you forgot."

The Geneva Mosquito, the Geneva Mosquito, the Geneva Mosquito.

Important things are repeated three times.

Night Breeze Dance rubbed her forehead.

It's not normal to be able to remember this kind of thing all the time, right?