after being forced to become a heartthrob

I probably won't be able to get out of the room today.

The consciousness was a little trance-like, and he put down the arm that was pressing in front of his eyes, and turned his head to look at Shilo, who was lying on his side with his upper body exposed.Sensing the gentle gaze, Shilo stood up on his stomach with his arms propped up. There was a very beautiful arc from his shoulder blades to his waistline.

"Do you want to get up and take a shower?" Sylvie asked.

Only then did Wen Rao feel that his lower body was a little sticky, especially... Hillo was still in his body.Although I didn't feel pain, but I really withdrew from the passion, and the two of them were entangled in such a posture, which was really very embarrassing.

"Hmm—" Wen Rao raised his legs and shrank back a bit.

Shiloo's stuff filled his body, sticking to the heels of his legs, gushing out all at once.The original owner's body is really suitable for this kind of exercise. When Hillo entered, he had not had time to feel the discomfort, and he was already used to the intruded place, so he consciously entangled it.

"Accidentally, I got too much in it...I'm very sorry." Hilo's tone was very sincere, but why should he apologize for such a thing?

Wen Rao, who didn't know how to respond at all, leaned on the edge of the bed and was about to go to the bathroom to deal with the sticky marks on his body, but before he could stand still, his waist, which was almost disintegrated from the impact, rushed up along the tailbone A kind of tingling that made him almost fall to his knees.Shilo lifted the quilt covering his lower body, and walked down with his body exposed.He held Wen Rao's shoulders, who was only wearing a coat, bent down, put his arms through Wen Rao's legs, and hugged him directly.

Wen Rao enjoyed Shilo's gentle treatment, went into the bathroom, and was gently wiped by him with a wet towel.

Apart from the unhealed wounds on Hilo's body, there are also some old wounds that left scars.Wen Rao looked at Shilo who squatted down and held a towel to help wipe his legs, and rubbed his wet hair, "Look, isn't it only pain that can make you excited?"

"Yeah." Hilo was really excited just now, "Wen's body is very good."

Although this is what he said, why does Wen Rao always think this sentence is weird?

"It's okay to stay in the room like this today, right?" I always feel like I wasted a day in bed.

"it does not matter."

After cleaning up his body, he put on the gentleness of a large bathrobe, and sat on the sofa with Hilo leaning his head against his head.When the two were chatting together, Shilo mentioned that when the two met for the first time, Wen Rao originally gave Shilo an initial impression that it would be the original owner, but when Shilo said that he officially met His time was the time when Norman took him to see Wen Rao.

"Before that, no one, said, liked me." Shilo said.

At that time, Wen Rao just wanted to find an excuse or something, but he didn't expect that the result would be consistent with what he said.

"So that's when you noticed me?"

"Yes, it is."

Wen Rao thought about it seriously. At that time, he was wearing the black uniform of management. Compared with Norman and the others at that time, he was extremely inconspicuous.Leaning her head on Hillo's shoulder, Wen Rao curled up her legs and stepped on the edge of the sofa.The curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was dimly lit.Wen Rao yawned and was about to fall asleep leaning on Hillo's shoulder when his toes were suddenly touched lightly by a hand. He woke up and saw Hillo's hand stopped in mid-air.

Curling his toes, Wen Rao let out a soft hum from his throat.

"Wen—" It was the first time Shiloh had come into contact with a feeling that was completely different from pain.

When doing it with Wen Rao, the feeling is directly conveyed to the brain, just like the pain, but the feeling is stronger than the pain, and Shilo, who is naturally insensitive, is addicted to it all at once.

On the gentle and white collarbone, there is a string of red hickeys, with a little wet hair, falling on the shoulders, he turned his head to respond to Shiloh, "Huh?"

"Okay, can you do it again?" Hilo's longing eyes showed that he really wanted to do it again.

Wen Rao is really too much to bear. Shilo, who looks slender and beautiful, really counts. His physical fitness and capital in some places are much stronger than him. Although such an activity will not be too annoying once, But he didn't want to come again when he was sober, "No."

Shilo, who was rejected, no longer gave up directly like he was once rejected, he said to Wen Rao in a coaxing tone, "Just once."

"Not once."

"I will, well, please Wen Rao." Shiloh had already stepped off the sofa, and he squatted down in front of Wen Rao with his legs curled up.He raised his head like a pet with a beautiful appearance raised by a nobleman, and put his palm on his gentle ankle.

"I said no." Afraid that he would compromise under Xie Luo's moist eyes, Wen Rao turned away.

"Wen..." Shilo grabbed Wen Rao's ankle and slowly separated to the two sides.

Gentle, who was confused by his gentle voice, realized how embarrassing his current posture was, it was too late.Shirlo, who was half kneeling in front of him, breathed out his breath, which brushed numbly over his already sluggish parts.And then there's his warm mouth—

Wen Rao's folded legs encircled Shilo's neck.

A beautiful, slender and outstanding man, with red eyes now, as if he was being kept under the side of a beautiful man by some sleazy villain with shady means - this dirty thought made Wen Rao suddenly Feeling unspeakably excited, the hand that was stretched out to push Shiloh's shoulder now covered Shiloo's head.

The wet oral voice increased or decreased with the frequency of his touching Hillo's hair.

"It's really awesome." Wen Rao's eyes were a little lost, and he barely supported his body with the strength of his arms.

Hilo's rosy lips kissed his protruding ankle.He stood up from the ground, and his covered body completely enveloped the gentleness on the sofa.

"It will be even better."

Following Shiloh's whispers, his whole body was soft and gentle, and his body suddenly tightened, and a mournful cry came out of his mouth.Wen Rao probably knew that it was impossible to let Shilo go out at this time, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "This is the last time!"

"Okay." Hilo put her gentle hands together on top of his head, and promised forcefully and gently, "I promise."

As for the use of this guarantee, after about two hours, Wen Rao will understand after he wakes up.

……

From relying on pain to now relying on Wen Rao's body, Wen Rao now feels like a person feeding a tiger with his body, relying on his own body to replace Hillo's thirst for pain - Hillo's energy is terrifyingly strong , but his appearance makes it difficult for people to be on guard, so every time the result is that he is paralyzed on the bed and can't get up.

"The port is the same as before—but it seems that there have been a lot of oil tankers recently, which is about twice the number of the same period last year..." Sean, who took Wen Rao as his boss to report to his jurisdiction, detailed the recent port situation with him.

Wen Rao came out with Sean under the pretext of work today in order to avoid the 'healing' Shiloh, "Does this have anything to do with it?"

"The amount of goods in a general port indicates the prosperity of that industry at the moment - a shrewd businessman will not let the hoarding of goods fall into his own hands." Sean probably also saw from his gentle and embarrassed expression that he did not I don't know much about this aspect, so I chose not to continue.

Through the car window, Wen Rao saw a cargo ship parked at the port, the crew was busy unloading the cargo, "Does this have anything to do with us?"

"We also run a small business in Florida."

Wen Rao took over the organization from the boss, and also knew some things about the organization, such as the organization's predecessor, because it has been in the gray industry for too long, so now it is quite troublesome and time-consuming to clean up.

"Some industries have been temporarily put on hold for some special reasons, and will resume operations after a while."

From Xiao En's words, Wen Rao knew an obvious message, the organization is not like what he sees now, some industries are currently on hold.

The driver had already stopped the car, and Sean pushed the door open, "Come down."

Wen Rao got out of the car, and the sea breeze at the port blew towards his face with a hint of saltiness. Apart from some busy cargo ship workers, there were also seagulls perched on the mast basking in the sun.

After Wen Rao got out of the car, Sean closed the door and told the driver to wait at the old place.After the explanation, he took Wen Rao for a stroll around the port, and he talked to Wen Rao a lot, although they were not too complicated, but for Wen Rao who had never been in contact with them, it was a bit difficult to understand, " Sorry, I don't understand all of this..."

"It's okay, you don't need to understand these things." Sean said, "The boss didn't care much about the port before." Seeing Wen Rao's surprised expression, Sean raised his eyebrows, "Why are you doing this?" expression?"

"Does the boss not care?"

"Hmm." Sean walked by the port, his shirt rolled up by the sea breeze, "There are too many people here, and many things can't be delved into. It's boring to just care about the surface. So it's management. The port, but in fact, it is just to collect some basic information for Norman, so that he can decide which industry to invest more money in next year."

"Isn't the boss in charge of this?"

Sean, who was walking in front, turned his head, because the wind was against the wind, behind him was the sparkling sea and the dazzling sun, "The boss only needs to make decisions on some important things, and everything else is up to you." The managers will handle it."

After wandering around the port for about two hours, at noon, Sean took Wen Rao to a fast food restaurant near the port.As soon as he entered the shop, he could smell the greasy aroma of barbecue sausages. Wen Rao was used to eating western food in the hotel, but now he suddenly smelled the aroma of this food, and couldn't help swallowing.

Sean found a place to sit down, there was some oil on the table, Sean took out a piece of paper and wiped the things on it.

"Do you want to eat in this kind of place?" Wen Rao was a little uncertain, because Xiao En's clothes didn't match this shop at all.

"If you don't like it, we can change it."

"No need." Wen Rao is not afraid of trouble, but he thinks there is no difference between eating western food and eating street food.

A large plate of grilled meat was brought up, as well as two slices of bread drenched in gravy. Although the appearance was not so exquisite, the hot aroma was enough to whet Wen Rao's appetite.Sean took two bites, then muttered something and stood up.Wen Rao looked up at him, and Sean said, "I'm going outside to buy two beers." After speaking, Sean pushed open the door of the restaurant and went out.

The dining room was noisy, and many unloading crew members chose to settle their lunch here. Besides them, there were also some unfriendly people.For example, a few people came in from the outside, they took a look around the restaurant, and then saw Gentle, who was well dressed and looked quite bully.

Wen Rao was wondering if Sean went to another street to buy beer, when Sean's seat across from him suddenly sat down a man with a black tattoo on his neck.Seeing his hostile appearance, Wen Rao didn't say stupid things like 'there is someone sitting where you are sitting', he continued to eat in silence.In the end, it was the man who couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Wen Rao's collar, and after a while of flaunting his might, explained the purpose of collecting the protection fee.

Wen Rao complained in his heart that Sean bought beer and disappeared, while dealing with these people who wanted to collect protection money.

Sean, who came back from buying beer, saw the person sitting in his seat, frowned and walked over. As soon as he approached, he saw the man who said "no money" because of his gentle words. Stretching out his hand and grabbing Gentle's collar, Sean, who was about to have a good talk, took the beer he just bought and smashed it at the back of the man's head with the neck of the bottle.

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Wen Rao: I am Gong

Hilo: Well, then tonight...

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