Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

When Feng Yeshu walked out of Nightmare, he heard the sound of a cold weapon colliding from Cheng Lin's Lamborghini, if he heard it right - there was even a gunshot, a very slight gunshot.Lin Suyu's BMW has long since disappeared, but luckily he can drive with one hand.Feng Yeshu hesitated for less than a second, and decided to ignore the movement in the Lamborghini and continue to restrain Meng Yanchi in his arms, threw him into his Porsche, and locked the door without any gap.

Seeing that the door was locked, Meng Yanchi gritted his teeth for two seconds and said, "Feng Yeshu, what do you want?"

"I should ask you this question." Feng Yeshu started the engine, and the low roar sounded like a wounded animal panting in the middle of the night. I can't wait to dig out your whole family, but I want to ask you, what do you want?"

Feng Yeshu lit a Marlboro, only a little red cigarette stung people's sight in the night.Feng Yeshu seldom smokes, because his heart is strong enough, even Ji Donglai only saw him lose control once.

The slightly pungent smell of Marlboro permeated the car, and the several seconds of silence seemed to take out the air, Meng Yanchi almost had to gasp to breathe freely.He laughed back angrily, "Where do I go, what happens and what does it have to do with you?"

For a person with Meng Yanchi's personality, he wouldn't say such disobedient words to Feng Yeshu if he didn't burn his head. Tonight, the inexplicably aggressive Feng Yeshu was even stranger than the red rain under the sky.

It doesn't matter if it's good or not.

These four words were like a hot iron sliding down his throat, falling heavily into his chest cavity and stomach pouch, burning all his internal organs, and sticking to his ribs, causing his heart to be burned every time it beats.

yes.He has nothing to do with Meng Yanchi, nor does he have anything to do with Cheng Xu, so he doesn't have any qualifications to care about them, even staring at places where no one will find out.

When Cheng Xu had an accident, no one informed him, and when he got the news, all he saw was his ashes.Even the photos of Cheng Xu before his death can only be firmly locked in the ipad under the ban of the young master, and cannot be seen.

He has nothing to do with Meng Yanchi, so he has no right to be jealous. Even if Guan Chengzhi shows off his power in front of him with pornographic photos, even if he makes any effort to maintain Meng Yanchi's reputation, it is just a willingness. In Meng Yanchi's eyes , I am just an outsider.

"What are you here for? For money? Or an affair?"

The cigarette had already burned to the end, and the ash fell on the back of Feng Yeshu's hand, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Qu Zhengyang.

He still couldn't understand why Su Mohe left him time and time again, just as Feng Yeshu couldn't understand why Meng Yanchi, who was clean and white and put his arm around his neck and called him brother Ayan, wore provocative clothes in the nightclub flirting with strangers.

For money, or for sex?

Did he feel that Feng Yeshu couldn't afford it, or did he just look down on...?

Meng Yanchi suddenly felt that something was wrong—Feng Yeshu suddenly pressed the cigarette butt in his hand on the steering wheel, and there was a smell of burnt leather, followed by a tyrannical force to fix him on the seat, Meng Yanchi He just felt that his sight was completely blocked—wrapped tightly by strength, body temperature, and unsteady breathing, which made him at a loss for a while, unable to break free, until——

The cool lips covered his, but he hesitated for less than half a second. Before he could react, Meng Yanchi had loosened his defense without any resistance, and his mouth was instantly filled with the smell of Marlboro. kisses take up no room.

Feng Yeshu's plunder was just like himself.

Silent and quick, only when he was captured, did he feel the domineering control over the overall situation.Meng Yanchi was forced to open his mouth to the maximum. After the gentle licking, he sucked forcefully and continuously. It seemed to be endless, unresistable, and impossible to resist. It was as if a voice hypnotized Meng Yanchi's mind. He wanted him to give up his body and mind and give up his will.Meng Yanchi could hardly feel the existence of his own body, only Feng Yeshu's hands, with their slender and thin knuckles, stroked his cheeks and neck, as if the outline of his body appeared because of the outline of his fingers .

Don't resist.

There is a voice bewitching in the ear.Isn't this what you have always wanted? I want him to blend with your breath and skin to skin; I want his emotions to be touched by you, and your figure is reflected in his eyes; I want him to monopolize you and violate you regardless. You, until the last territory of the soul is occupied by him, use your body as a monument to his achievements——

As long as you close your eyes, this world, and Feng Yeshu, all belong to you.

No, this in itself is wrong, Feng Yeshu has always been thinking about someone in his heart, and he regards himself as a substitute for that person?Or... Xiao Mianyue?

Meng Yanchi woke up suddenly, and bit Feng Yeshu's lips hard.

In past and present lives, neither Cheng Xu nor Meng Yanchi wanted or wanted to be a substitute.

What I want is to have my name written in his eyes majesticly, mark my shadow, and stamp my label. If this is the overbearing and selfishness of Meng Yanchi and Cheng Xu, then I am willing to admit it .

Even if I want it again, I want to compromise countless times in my heart, but I still can't obey, because this is my heart, if I can't be seen by the person I love, but can only be used as a substitute, I may be able to temporarily Satisfaction, but as time goes by, I will only become more greedy, so instead of this, wanting more and more, it is better to stop when you stop!

The taste of blood spread quickly in his mouth, and Meng Yanchi saw that the blackness in Feng Yeshu's eyes became deeper, like a large carnivore smelling blood.Not only did the kiss not loosen, but it was intensified. Sweeping across his fragile palate and gums, Meng Yanchi almost suspected that his soul was about to be sucked out. groans.

The fabric of Feng Yeshu's overcoat was attached to the thin shirt, and the originally cold temperature had been stained with body heat.His fingers poked under the shirt, and every inch he touched the skin, he trembled endlessly.

Meng Yanchi heard his heart beating against his chest.Deep and violent, just like his rising body temperature, and the rubbing on his lips intensified together, the whole person was almost under the control of his hands, just touching and stroking, the numbness screamed and moved along the spine, impacting Looking at his increasingly drowsy brain, the last defense line of consciousness is about to be defeated.

Meng Yanchi still had a little bit of reason shaking in his mind, if he didn't stop here, then he would lose all ground.

He bent his knees and punched Feng Yeshu hard in the stomach.If there is a way to stop this irrational man at this time, this is probably the only way left?

Compared with Feng Yeshu's physique, Meng Yanchi's physique was very different. Hearing Feng Yeshu's dull moans and the sound of bones colliding, Meng Yanchi had no intention of giving up at all.In desperation, Meng Yanchi slammed into the weak part of his lower abdomen. Fortunately, the interior of the Porsche was spacious enough. When Feng Yeshu instinctively arched his body, Meng Yanchi flinched and escaped from his grip. Lower the lock button on the side of the driver's seat.There was only a click, and the car lock opened in response.

Meng Yanchi jumped out of the car and ran out without hesitation.The wind at night was so cold that Meng Yanchi felt that his thin shirt would be torn apart by the cold wind.He ran desperately, not knowing which direction to go, his mind was blank, and his body's instincts were completely above his thoughts.

Don't—don't—!not like this--!

It's not because he's afraid of being forced by him, but because he doesn't want to destroy the impression in his heart of Feng Yeshu, a young man with black eyes and as calm as water.

The boy looked at himself and smiled, as if he would never change his expression.Perhaps in my previous life and in this life, I couldn't imagine that Feng Yeshu would have red eyes and force himself to be pressed on the Porsche?So I am even more unwilling to become that forced person.

Meng Yanchi felt that he had been running for a long time and didn't stop until he had no strength left.He shivered a bit. In the weather of City B, the clothes on his body were obviously too little, but where else could he go now?Shi Heng's store is definitely impossible to go to, and his own home...he doesn't even know where he is now.

There was thick darkness in front of him and behind him.There was no trace of his pursuit.

The dull pain in the lower abdomen finally eased a little, Feng Yeshu panted and sat up.The car door was opened wide, and fresh cold air poured in rapidly. The sudden cold made every nerve in his head ache, and Feng Yeshu could almost hear the wailing of his body.

What did he do?

Just like a lowly prostitute, he uses his body to vent his incompetence and cowardice-he hates his own powerlessness, as long as it is related to Meng Yanchi, he will lose the self-control he is proud of, and in Meng Yanchi In his eyes, there was nothing more than a sentence of "it has nothing to do with you".

Cheng Lin's Lamborghini has become very quiet now, one can imagine what those two people did in the car; Lin Tianwang has long since disappeared, I don't know if Shi Heng will kick him like Meng Yanchi Then run away?

Feng Yeshu slammed the car door shut.At this moment, a faint light lit up on the co-pilot, and it turned out that Meng Yanchi's cell phone fell on the seat.I guess it was because I didn't pay attention to it during the previous dispute, and the caller ID was LINDA.

"Hey, Xiao Meng, where are you? I've been looking for you everywhere, thank God you are finally willing to answer the phone." Linda's voice popped out from the loudspeaker, and it was obvious that Meng Yanchi was not found and she was really anxious up.

"He ran away." Feng Yeshu's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't believe it, "I don't know where he is either."

Exhausted, Meng Yanchi pushed away the house Ji had rented for him, and fell on the bed, barely able to move anymore.It took more than two hours for him to find his way back. He almost froze to death on the road. When I walked out of Huhu's alley, I almost didn't even have enough money for a taxi.Fortunately, the keys are all hanging on his body, and he was able to return to this small house alive in the end.

During those two hours, Meng Yanchi had a deep understanding of Su Mohe's mentality. The so-called MB's life is probably nothing more than that. One second is heaven, and the next second may be hell.

He thought with a wry smile, now that he plays Su Mohe by himself, he will definitely be able to act a little differently.

But now the top priority is that I left my phone in Feng Yeshu's car. If Feng Yeshu opens the password of that phone and everything inside is exposed to him, what should I do?