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Watching Song Wenyuan walk away with Kang Tianzhen on his back, Wang Sanxiao stood in the shadows and slowly smoked a cigarette, turned his head, glanced at Wei Cong indifferently, and got into the car, "Let's go."

Wei Cong grabbed his wrist, "Where do I live?"

Wang San smiled and turned around, glanced up and down, his eyes were like looking at an idiot, "Don't you have a suite in Jinling Hotel? You can't live there a few times a year, are you tired of it?"

Wei Cong stared at him, "Your home is here."

"I'll go!" Wang San laughed irritably, shook off his hand, and mocked aggressively, "It's none of your business that my house is here? You still want to come to my house? Do you know what the concept of home is? You and What does it matter to me? You still want to come to my house? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Wei Cong's eyes were dark, and he thought to himself that I've already gone crazy, and the first time I saw you after many years, I've lost my mind and gone completely crazy.

Wang Sanxiao opened the rear door and kicked Wei Cong in, "Don't be naughty, get in the car." After speaking, he slammed the door hard, walked to the passenger seat, and said to the driver, "Jinling Hotel, I'll use your best service." Fast speed, the old man is still waiting for me to go home and give him a bath."

The driver of the Wang family had already been well-trained. He nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned into a rocket within 3 seconds.

The car stopped at the entrance of Jinling Hotel, Wang Sanxiao glanced back, and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Wei, get out of the car, the villain will not accompany you up. Good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

The light from the hotel shone into the car window, illuminating Wang Sanxiao's side face. Wei Cong looked at the seductive smile lines in the corner of his eyes, and closed his eyes. Identity, he glanced at him meaningfully again, opened the door and got out of the car.

A familiar sneer came from behind, Wei Cong turned around suddenly as if he had been poked into a weak spot, Cayenne beside him suddenly started, and quickly disappeared into the night as if he didn't want to stay for a second.

Wang Sanxiao leaned on the backrest, closed his eyes tiredly, and the dusty memories rolled into his mind like a torrent.

A few minutes later, the phone rang suddenly. Wang San looked at the strange number on the screen with a smile, pondered for two seconds, and connected the phone, "Hello?"

"It's me," Wei Cong said in a low voice, "I left my cell phone in your car. This is the hotel's phone number."

"..." Wang Sanxiao was silent for half a second, then furiously said, "You have maggots in your fucking brain? Is it interesting to play such childish scheming?"

Wei Cong didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being punctured, but there was a hint of a smile in his voice, "I don't have an assistant with me, and the phone is very important to me now, can you bring it back for me?"

"No!" Wang San laughed like a puffer fish, and said decisively, "For fear of delay, you can call the assistant to report the loss of your mobile phone number, and then ask the hotel customer service to buy a new mobile phone and reissue the mobile phone card by the way. "

Wei Cong laughed, and said in a gentle voice, "Smile three, don't lose your temper."

Wang San's laughter stopped abruptly, and he suddenly realized that his angry words seemed to be coquettish, so he snorted coldly and said lazily, "You should consider the consequences when you deliberately leave your mobile phone on the car."

After all, no matter what the other party's reaction is, hang up the phone directly, if he is calculated so easily, then he doesn't have to make Wang San laugh.

The car gradually drove out of the busy city. Wang Sanxiao's adoptive father, Wang Baxian, was the number one person in the world who would enjoy himself. The villa was bought in the most beautiful place. At this time, the spacious road was empty, and only the street lights on both sides illuminated the speeding car. film.

Wang Sanxiao closed his eyes and wanted to rest his mind, but he always felt uneasy, so he opened his eyes irritably, and looked back to the back seat, but he didn't see the so-called mobile phone.

Muttering "This idiot is not kidding me", he took out his mobile phone and dialed Wei Cong's number.

The phone's own ringtone rang in the back seat, Wang Sanxiao glanced at it in disgust, and was stunned, only to see the caller ID flashing on the screen: Beloved.

He cut off the phone with a shake of his hand, and closed his eyes while clutching the phone.

The driver asked softly, "Going back to the hotel?"

"Go back!" Wang San said angrily with his eyes closed, "Don't worry about it, let's go home, I haven't bathed that black-hearted old man for months, my hands are itchy."

The driver responded, "Okay, got it."

The car was quiet for 3 minutes, Wang Sanxiao suddenly opened his eyes, "Turn around and go back to the hotel."

The driver couldn't help laughing, Wang Sanxiao tried to keep a straight face, but after two seconds, he couldn't hold back anymore, and cursed depressedly, "Why are you laughing?"

"Not smiling."

"Are you still laughing?" Wang San smiled and stared, "Still laughing? Still laughing? Fuck, you can laugh if you want to. Take me to the hotel and you go home. Tell the black-hearted old man that I have something tonight and let him Take a loofah ball and rub it."

When the door was kicked open, Wei Cong had just finished taking a shower, and when he came out wearing a bathrobe, he heard a loud noise. Wang Sanxiao broke into the door murderously holding his mobile phone.

A smile overflowed from the corner of his lips, "Let the driver go back by himself?"

"Wait for me downstairs," Wang Sanxiao babbled with his eyes open, threw the phone on his desk, turned and walked out, "Go to bed early, I'm going back, someone will take you to the airport tomorrow morning..."

The sound disappeared into the blocked kiss.

Wei Cong pushed Wang Sanxiao against the wall, tilted his head and kissed him, Wang Sanxiao pushed him away, and when he pressed him again, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and the other hand went straight to the subject and pressed it against him. lower abdomen.

"Let me kiss you," Wei Cong begged in a low voice, "don't refuse me."

"Don't be so disgusting, I don't like kissing," Wang San smiled to cover his mouth, untied the belt of his bathrobe neatly, and asked lightly, "Is there a condom in the room? Where's the oil?"

Wei Cong reached out and took out a box of condoms from the shoe cabinet in the hallway. His bathrobe was wide open, revealing his strong and beautiful abdominal muscles. Holding a condom in his hand, he was so sensual that his blood spurted at a glance.

Wang San glanced at the things in his hand with a smile, and sneered, "Use leftovers from before? This set hasn't expired, right?"

"...It's brand new," Wei Cong keenly sensed a trace of jealousy, his heart was full of joy, he hugged his shoulder, and said softly, "From now on, you will be the only one."

"Who cares?" Wang San smiled disdainfully, and pulled off the belt by himself, "Isn't it just to have a good time with so many scheming, come on, don't talk about other fucking things."

The initiative of the other party was like a basin of cold water, which instantly cooled Wei Cong's lust. He frowned and looked at the man in his arms, "Three smiles, I love you, not just to sleep with you."

Wang Sanxiao grabbed his deadly part, rubbed it obscenely twice, and mocked, "If you have the ability to say this, don't be so hard."

"I want to sleep with you because I love you, but if I just want to sleep with you, I can attract countless people with a wave of my hand."

"Hahaha, you're awesome," Wang San laughed, arrogantly looking down at him, "but are they all called Wang Sanxiao? Is there a handsome brother among them?" He tore off his clothes, "Yes Brother is in good shape?" He took off his pants, "Is there a brother who can bring you this supreme ecstasy experience?"

Wei Cong frowned, pursed his lips and looked at him.

Wang Sanxiao pinched his chin, and sneered mercilessly, "You just want to fuck me a few more times because you have a good time, don't fucking talk about true love with me, why are there so many problems? In a word, what are you doing?" Don't do it? Don't do it, I'm leaving."

Wei Cong's eyes darkened, he picked up his body, strode to the bedroom, and pressed him on the bed.

The night was getting deeper, and the whole city was quiet. Under the ambiguous lights of the hotel, the quilt was violently flipped, and there was a dull breathing sound. Suddenly, the quilt was lifted, and Wei Cong's sweaty back was sexy and oily under the shadow of the lamp. Knot, full of strength.

Wang Sanxiao was kneeling on the bed, his forehead resting on the pillow, his thin shoulder blades were protruding high, his eyes were closed tightly, his fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet under him, and rational tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Wei Cong leaned over and kissed the corner of his eyes, and murmured, "Sanxiao, I love you, I love you very much..."

Wang Sanxiao turned his head to the other side, bit the pillow towel, and slurred his words, "Don't be so fucking talkative, shut up and fuck you, haven't you eaten!"

Wei Cong's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand and twisted his chin, forced to turn his face to himself, looked at his tightly closed eyes, and the blush at the corners of his eyes, and kissed him rudely like punishment.

"Don't kiss me..." Wang Sanxiao resisted.

Wei Cong kissed him forcefully, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and suddenly increased the intensity, Wang Sanxiao twitched all over, his body trembled violently, and the curse was brought into tears, "I fuck you..."

The two made it together on the bed once. Wei Cong hugged Wang Sanxiao to the bay window. While doing it, he looked down at the whole city from a height of [-] meters. He kissed Wang Sanxiao's neck again and again, loving him to the deepest part. .

It was early morning when the flags died down, Wang Sanxiao was lying on his side on the bed exhausted, his thigh muscles trembling uncontrollably, Wei Cong took a wet towel to wipe it for him, Wang Sanxiao took a few breaths, stretched his arms to grab I passed the cigarette on the bedside table, lit one, and slowly inhaled, my mood gradually stabilized, but I hated the man who silently cleaned up behind me even more.

Kicking his legs, "Don't waste your energy, just wait until I take a shower."

Wei Cong threw the wet wipes into the trash can and kept him warm from behind. Wang Sanxiao struggled a few times without breaking away, so he let him go, slowly finished a cigarette, and said flatly, "The last time I talked to you I’ve said that, can you get the “Gathering Collection” collectively created by painters of the Yuan Dynasty that Song Wenyuan sold to your dad?”

Wei Cong frowned, but did not answer.

Wang San smiled and looked back at him, "Huh?"

Wei Cong looked at him calmly, "Three smiles, I don't want you to have a purpose every time you sleep with me."

"Fuck," Wang San laughed instead of anger, and burst out laughing, "For no purpose, I'm full to sleep with you? Don't you want money for your chastity?"

Wei Cong frowned, "What do you take yourself for?"

Wang San smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I have worked hard, why don't you pay me, I don't have the skills of those little stars and young models, okay?"

Wei Cong exerted all his strength, pressed Wang Sanxiao on the bed, leaned over and stared into his eyes, "Are you acting like a baby? Sanxiao, you're jealous."

Wang Sanxiao's eyes changed, and suddenly became fierce. The fierce light in his eyes was fleeting, and he said foolishly, "Anyway, this is not the first time I've hit your baby daddy's idea, and it can make your dad agree to borrow "Spring River Flowers" "Moon Night", don't you have the ability to let him sell "Ya Ji Tu"?"

Wei Cong said, ""Moonlight Night on the Spring River" is thanks to Aunt Gu, my father won't listen to me."

"Gu..." Wang San smiled and pondered, "Is she Song Wenyuan's mother?"

"I don't know, but I can look it up for you."

Wang San laughed and snorted, "Don't I know how to check it myself? What I need you to do now is to get out the "Gathering Collection". Don't worry, I won't treat you badly afterwards."

"How to repay me?"

"You can make an offer."

"be with me."

Wang San smiled lazily, "Are you sick? I spent my whole life on such a ruined painting? Although the old Wang family is only ordinary people, they are not so poor."

"Why do you want "Aristotle" by name? Who is the buyer behind you?"

"Sorry, no comment, it is professional ethics to hide identities for clients."

Wei Cong looked at him calmly, "It's Kang Tianzhen, right?"

Wang San laughed, his face turned cold, "Are you investigating me?"

"I guess," Wei Cong's eyes also became gloomy, "You know that it's only a few days after your father received this painting, and you would never give it up. Except for Kang Tianzhen, no one will let you accept such a difficult one. Task."

"Hehe," Wang San laughed a few times in a low voice, "It seems that you are not stupid."

"You will fulfill Kang Tianzhen's request no matter how difficult it is," Wei Cong looked at Wang Sanxiao's beautiful facial features, and smiled wryly in a low voice, "You love him, don't you?"

The smile on Wang San's smiling face completely faded away, he looked coldly at the disappointed man above him, and said softly, "Do you care?"

There was a trace of injury in Wei Cong's eyes, "But he already has a man, Song Wenyuan treats him very well, and they will be together forever."

"Yeah," Wang Sanxiao said casually, "So what? Can Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan last forever? Which man do I really like in my heart? All of this..." He looked at Wei Cong disdainfully, and ticked off. Hook your fingers.

Wei Cong leaned over, only to hear Wang Sanxiao whispering in his ear, mocking him clearly, "What are you doing?"

After all, Wang San smiled and pushed him away, turned over and got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the floor, put them on one by one, felt liquid dripping from between his legs, he glanced at the man on the bed uncomfortably, thinking that I would follow him all night If you do it twice, it's already a big show of friendship, it's bold enough, you don't care who I love!