Son of Scum Attack [Rebirth]

Elvis sent Lisa to the airport all the time, and only after seeing her go through the security check with his own eyes did he rush to the bar with complete peace of mind.

Lisa really felt that she was shot while lying down.She has been with Elvis for two years and probably knows something about his past. Elvis has always had someone in his heart. To be precise, that person is not a relative, not a lover, nor a friend, but the only one left in this world for Elvis—the one he cares about. She doesn't care what Elvis wants to do with that person, but can she not be involved!

Although she was suddenly put on a long vacation, she can travel around and get reimbursed... But she is not a young woman of literature and art, so she really doesn't feel much about traveling alone!

In other words, Elvis really does his own way, Lisa thought angrily as she dragged her suitcase.She has been unable to figure out Elvis' background. He seems to be the same as what is written in the information. Before his parents passed away, his parents were just ordinary people. How could the aloof Third Master Shen take such good care of him?If it wasn't for the fact that Mr. Shen had a lover with whom he had been dating for seven or eight years, Lisa would really have thought that Elvis was a canary he had taken care of.

When Elvis arrived at the bar, Tang Qiao had already been waiting for a long time.He sat down beside Tang Qiao, and there were many empty wine glasses in front of the heavy-faced man.The first thing Tang Qiao said when he saw Elvis was: "Can't contact her yet?"

"She" naturally refers to Lisa. Even though she was sitting in the same car with Lisa not long ago, Elvis still put on an innocent expression without blushing and heartbeat, "No. I treat her As far as I know, she probably won't turn it on until the honeymoon is over."

Tang Qiao didn't say anything, just ordered a few more glasses of wine and pushed them in front of Elvis.

Elvis took a sip and said, "But I have sent her an email, I hope she can see it as soon as possible. As soon as there is news, I will notify you immediately."

Tang Qiao nodded wearily, "Thank you."

Elvis turned sideways, propped his chin alone, and asked with great interest: "What's the hurry? Look at you, you're lost before you find Lisa..."

Maybe it was because he drank too much wine, Tang Qiao only felt an unusual bitterness in his mouth. "I'm looking for someone."

Elvis raised his eyebrows slightly, "Looking for someone?"

"Ah."

"This kind of thing should be handed over to the police," Elvis thought for a while, "or a detective."

Tang Qiao smiled wryly, "Of course I tried this method, but I still couldn't find him."

"Oh?"

Tang Qiao's voice was very soft, more like he was talking to himself: "Only by himself, he will never be able to do this. The reason why I can't find him must be that someone hid him—or, he Please whoever hides his existence, he deliberately avoided me."

Elvis' pupils constricted suddenly, "You know him well."

"Of course." Tang Qiao narrowed his eyes, as if recalling something very distant, "I watched him grow up."

"What is the relationship between that person and you?" Elvis asked casually.

Tang Qiao drank the remaining liquid in the wine, "He is... the person I care about very much, even one of the people I care about the most."

Elvis didn't reply, and Tang Qiao didn't say anything, just drinking one cup after another. Elvis held down his glass, "Don't drink."

Tang Qiao raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were a little distracted, "I'm very curious."

"Ok?"

"You kept asking about that person, but you didn't ask why I found your assistant."

The astonishment on Elvis's face flashed across, and he smiled, "Yeah, why did you find Lisa? Can you tell me?"

Tang Qiao shook his head.

Elvis said lightly, "You're drunk."

"No."

"Drunk people never admit that they are drunk." Elvis said calmly, "Shall I call a car to take you back?"

Tang Qiao looked at him with blurred eyes, with a half smile but not a smile, "Why didn't you send me back personally?"

Elvis hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing an ambiguous smile, "It's a long night, it's too lonely to spend the night alone, maybe it's a good choice to find someone to warm the bed."

Tang Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then regained consciousness, "We can go to my house..."

"No need." Elvis refused decisively, "I don't want to sleep with a drunk who is completely out of shape."

For some reason, Tang Qiao felt his heart twitch suddenly, and in an instant, he almost forgot about Shen Weichen. "Then are you looking for someone else?"

Elvis shrugged, "Probably, there seems to be quite a few people in the bar who are interested in me."

Indeed, during the chat, Tang Qiao could feel that many people's eyes had been lingering on Elvis.He is young and handsome, with just one look, how many people are willing to sleep in his bed.

This is a fact, but this fact makes Tang Qiao quite unhappy!

With his brain paralyzed by alcohol, he no longer had the time to think about why he was upset.However, thinking that the warm breath, broad chest, and gentle fingers belonged to another person, Tang Qiao felt his stomach churning—probably because he drank too much wine.

Tang Qiao consciously let himself not think about anything, and acted entirely on instinct.He grabbed Elvis' wrist, "Don't go..." Don't look for anyone else either.

Elvis looked down at the hand that was holding him, "Don Joe?"

"If you want to do it, I will accompany you at any time."

Elvis said helplessly, "I've already said it, I don't want to..."

"I'm not drunk," Tang Qiao insisted, "I tell you very clearly, I want you."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Qiao felt very satisfied that the breathing of the people around him became short of breath.He didn't think it was enough, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and whispered in Elvis' ear: "I really want you, really."

Elvis narrowed his eyes, and his tone could be called fierce, "You asked for it!"

The previous gloom was almost swept away, Tang Qiao even wondered if there was some drug in the wine, otherwise how could he be as excited as a virgin in his 30s, his blood was boiling in his body, and he was clamoring restlessly.Except for the man around him, everything else seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Finally entered the room, only Tang Qiao and Elvis were left.As soon as the door was closed, Tang Qiao pressed Elvis against the wall eagerly.

Tang Qiao's consciousness gradually became blurred, but he would suddenly wake up again.At one moment, he was obviously still lying on the door, but at the next moment he was on the sofa—to be prepared, he was sitting on Elvis' waist, and then he seemed to be kneeling in front of the huge French window where he could see the night view of the city...

"Call me by name."

who is it?Who is talking to him?

"who am I?"

Tang Qiao was distracted by the desire-infested brain and thought about it, "Elvis."

"Call me by name."

No, no more!Tang Qiao couldn't stand the pain and pleasure, so he could only grab the man's hand firmly, "Elvis, elvis..."

"Call my name!"

Tang Qiao was completely absent-minded. Looking at the handsome mixed-race youth in front of him, his smooth forehead was covered with sweat, and his deep eyes were completely saturated with desire. For some reason, Tang Qiao thought of another person, who was also so young and so young. pretty.

He opened his mouth and called out the name almost instinctively: "Shen Weichen... Weichen..."

pain……

This was Tang Qiao's first feeling when he opened his eyes.He had a headache, a pain in his back, and a pain in his butt, and he barely had the energy to move.

Although the memory of last night was not very clear, he still remembered the 15-round fight between the two after he took the initiative to seduce Elvis.Showing such an ugly face in front of a young man [-] years younger than him made Tang Qiao very embarrassed, and wine and sex were really inseparable.

"woke up?"

Elvis' voice made Tang Qiao's back go numb.If he doesn't even move, the brat knows he's awake? "Um."

"how do you feel?"

Tang Qiao reluctantly turned his head to look at the young man beside him——Elvis was sitting under the quilt, his body was full of traces of passion, which was really amazing.

"It's okay, but I'm a little tired." Tang Qiao habitually searched for cigarettes by the bedside, but only found a bottle of lubricant.He looked around, it was a strange room.

Elvis hugged Tang Qiao from behind, kissed his fair neck, "Are you hungry?"

Tang Qiao felt his stomach, "A little bit."

"I'll call room service." After the young man's warm chest left him, Tang Qiao felt a little cold, so he shrank back under the quilt.

The quilt is very warm, not a little damp.Tang Qiao asked strangely: "Didn't we...didn't do it on the bed yesterday?"

"No." Elvis said while putting on his pants.

Tang Qiao's face darkened, "How many times have we done this?"

Elvis stretched out a slap casually, picked up the phone and called the front desk.

Ganqing has never been on the bed so many times, so could it be that his whole body hurts.Alas, the young man really doesn't know how to love others, and he doesn't take care of his old waist.

It didn't take long for room service to arrive.Tang Qiao still didn't get up, just half-sitting, waiting for Elvis to feed him with peace of mind, his laziness looked like a cat just waking up.

After enjoying the perfect man's service, Tang Qiao remembered something very important. "Your assistant hasn't messaged you back yet."

After a brief astonishment, Elvis looked at him with a complicated expression: "Do you still remember what you said last night?"

Tang Qiao was puzzled, "What else can I say? Probably to praise your superb skills."

"You called someone else's name."

"Ah?" No way, Tang Qiao doesn't have anyone he likes. Among the few friends, Elvis is his favorite one. Why would he call someone else's name when he was sleeping with Elvis?

"Shen Weichen." Elvis said meaningfully, "That's your name."

Tang Qiao immediately denied: "Impossible."

"Is he someone you like?"

"What a joke."

"Then the object of your lust?"

"Nothing." Tang Qiao said firmly, "You must have heard."

Elvis was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Probably I really misheard."