Is it easy for me to make money!

The driver turned his head around, tapped his hand on the glass partition, with a displeased expression on his face: "Pay the money for the two people in front first."

"Drive!" Xiao Peize looked at him coldly in the rearview mirror, his face darkened, "I won't drive you down again!"

The driver raised his eyes and cast a glance from the mirror, seeing that he looked like he wanted to eat people. Thinking about the desperate posture just now, he probably wasn't easy to mess with. Earning money, he shook his head helplessly, started the car and turned the steering wheel: "Yes! You are the uncle!"

Zhou Xiaoxiang still feels chills all over his body. He took a deep breath and turned his head to stare at the calm-faced person beside him: "You don't want to die!"

Xiao Peize's face softened a little, and he smiled at him: "It's okay, I know the number, just look at it."

"What's the use of watching? If the driver is slow to react, won't he still bump into you?" Zhou Xiaoxiang looked at his calm side face and got a little angry, feeling sulking in his heart and having nowhere to vent.

"If you really hit it, just jump on the roof of the car. I won't do anything unsure."

Both of them spoke in a low voice, but the driver still heard it, and glanced at Xiao Peize from the rearview mirror.

Brothers like them who run around in the streets and alleys every day are considered to be well-informed. They have met all kinds of people. After thinking about it in their hearts, they feel that the person sitting behind is not easy to provoke, so He silently looked away and concentrated on driving.

Zhou Xiaoxiang was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and couldn't help imagining the scene where he suddenly jumped on the front of the car facing the oncoming car, feeling like a movie, staring at him, not knowing what to say What.

The corner of Xiao Peize's mouth twitched, and he suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered, "You're worried about me." It's not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

Zhou Xiaoxiang was in a state of trying to regain his senses at the moment, completely unaware of how ambiguous this posture of whispering was, but subconsciously replied: "Your face is so big!" Then he raised his hand on Xiaoyu's forehead touched.

When I touched it, I was frightened immediately: "Why is it even hotter?!"

Xiao Peize frowned and stretched out his hand to try: "No, it's still the same as before." After thinking about it, he put his hand on the back of Zhou Xiaoxiang's hand, and shivered all of a sudden.

"It's because your hands are too cold." Xiao Peize glanced at him, and pulled one of his hands down to hold it. The heat from the palm of his hand was directly transmitted to his palm without any barriers.

Zhou Xiaoxiang's heartbeat suddenly fluctuated, and he wanted to break free, but he was grabbed even tighter, even his fingers were wrapped and rubbed, the stiff fingertips recovered heat little by little, and even the chill on his body was dispelled a lot.

Seeing that he didn't struggle any more, Xiao Peize had an imperceptible smile on his face. Guessing that his hands were so cold, he must have been frightened just now, so he couldn't help tightening his hands again, and turned them close to his ears .

Zhou Xiaoxiang thought he was going to say something again, and was about to listen, when he was kissed suddenly, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

As if nothing happened, Xiao Peize sat up straight calmly, looked at the road ahead, and asked the driver, "How long is it?"

"Hurry up, we'll be there at one intersection."

Zhou Xiaoxiang was distracted, and quickly reached into his pocket to get the money, but was stopped by Xiao Peize: "I have it."

A certain person quickly returned to the state of bombardment: "Xiaoyu is my own brother! Not yours!"

Xiao Peize heard this sentence just heard an hour ago, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, I won't fight with you."

When they arrived at the hospital, the two quickly opened the door as soon as the car stopped, paid the money and hurried into the hospital with Xiaoyu in their arms.

The emergency doctor was just about to examine Xiaoyu, when the door suddenly opened with a bang, and a middle-aged doctor in a messy white coat rushed in. He was very handsome, but looked a bit embarrassed and out of breath. The people inside smiled politely.

The emergency doctor pushed his glasses and looked at him in surprise: "Director Song, why are you here at this hour?"

"Ah! Yes!" Director Song nodded to him, "You can go about your work, and just leave it to me."

The emergency doctor looked stunned, but he still obeyed his words and made room for him.

"You are Mr. Xiao, right?" Director Song glanced at Xiao Peize, bent down and began to examine Xiaoyu.

Zhou Xiaoxiang almost vomited when he heard the name "Young Master Xiao". Although he was puzzled, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Peize with a suppressed smile, his eyes narrowed.

"You can just call me Xiao Peize." The face of someone called Mr. Xiao turned dark, he glanced at Director Song, pursed his lips and did not speak again.

"Fortunately, thanks to the timely medical treatment, there is no bacterial infection or viral infection, just a common fever." Director Song turned around and ordered the emergency doctor next to him to get antipyretic injections, and he straightened his white coat while waiting, and smiled apologetically , "I'm sorry, I came here in a hurry, I laughed at you."

Zhou Xiaoxiang looked at him and then at Xiao Peize, and asked Chi Chi, "Do you know each other?"

"I don't know." The two said in unison.

Zhou Xiaoxiang sweated profusely: "Then why..."

Xiao Peize's face turned darker, and he watched the emergency doctor come over to hand the injection without saying a word, and then turned his gaze to Xiaoyu.

Zhou Xiaoxiang glanced sideways, inexplicably feeling that the air pressure was a bit low, scratching his head and looking puzzled at this person who transformed into a black-faced god in seconds.

Director Song gave Xiaoyu a fever-reducing injection, and smiled at Zhou Xiaoxiang: "I know Mr. Xiao. I just called with a call. It was so urgent that I was taken aback."

Zhou Xiaoxiang stared at Director Song dumbfounded. He knew that Xiao Peize had been living on the top floor of the company, and subconsciously felt that he was alone. He only realized today that he still has family members, but he didn't know whether this old man Xiao was his father or his grandfather.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt something was wrong: Is this Mr. Xiao a clairvoyant or a smooth ear?How did he know Xiao Peize was coming to the hospital? !

Xiao Peize nodded towards Director Song expressionlessly, and responded lightly: "I'm sorry to trouble you!"

"It's okay." Director Song smiled lightly and rubbed Xiao Yu's head, "This child is very good-looking, why have I never heard that Mr. Xiao has a grandson?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang blinked and looked at him with his mouth half open: "Uh... that..."

Director Song turned to look at Xiao Peize, and smiled meaningfully: "Your illegitimate child?"

"Cough..." Zhou Xiaoxiang choked himself with a mouthful of saliva, and coughed violently.

Xiao Peize's face was originally covered with frost and black charcoal, but he suddenly laughed at such an intense reaction, and quickly reached out to pat him on the back: "Don't get excited."

Zhou Xiaoxiang managed to stop his cough, and looked at the surprised Director Song with difficulty: "Well, doctor, you made a mistake, this is my younger brother."

"..." Director Song looked at Xiao Peize with a slightly horrified expression, "You still have such a big son?!"

"Cough..." Zhou Xiaoxiang's throat, which had just recovered, was blocked again, and he turned around and lay down on the back of the chair for a long time without any desire to speak.

After the injection, he took some antipyretics. Director Song was going to send them, but Xiao Peize refused.It seemed that it was past the rush hour when we went back, taxis were easy to get, and they went back to the hotel without a hitch.

Zhou Xiaoxiang settled Xiaoyu down, and seeing Xiao Peize washing his hands in the bathroom, he walked over and looked at him curiously: "The old man Xiao that the doctor said is your father?"

Xiao Peize's face froze for a moment, and he nodded: "It is."

"Forget it..." Zhou Xiaoxiang was a little surprised by the word, but looking at the face in the mirror that was about to be covered by dark clouds, he probably guessed it seven or eight points, swallowed his saliva, and asked cautiously, "Do you have a good relationship?"

Xiao Peize hooked his neck helplessly, and kissed him on the forehead: "Don't mention this, okay?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang said "Oh" and said, "The last question!"

"what?"

"How did he know you were going to the hospital? He even called Director Song to come over?"

"He sent someone to follow me, probably heard me asking for directions."

Zhou Xiaoxiang blinked, not knowing how to understand the word "follow", thinking that he was not the one who saw the doctor, his father still valued it so much, and wanted to say "Your father cares about you very much", but the words slipped out of his mouth Swallowed it back again.

When he looked up and saw Xiao Peize looking at himself in the mirror, Zhou Xiaoxiang looked away uncomfortably, glanced at him after wiping his hands from the corner of his eye, and said, "Thank you! Xiaoyu seldom gets sick, I panicked just now, If it's a person, it's probably going to be a mess."

"You don't have to be so polite with me." Xiao Peize traced his eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, with a smile on his lips.

"Don't take life so seriously in the future, it's scary."

"I know." Xiao Peize turned around, held his face and kissed him on the lips, looked straight into his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Are you worried about me?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and took a step back suddenly, "Why are you gnawing on it again!"

"It's the second time since you came back, and you just realized it?" Xiao Peize looked at him funny.

Zhou Xiaoxiang forced himself to be calm: "You... you should go back!"

"I told you I won't go back tonight."

Zhou Xiaoxiang didn't bring it up in one breath, and stared at him: "I didn't keep you, why do you have the nerve to stay here by yourself?!"

"You didn't let me kiss me."

"You are too domineering!"

"Then I'll be more gentle and polite." Xiao Peize held back a smile and pulled him to his side, putting his arms around his waist. Seeing that he wanted to avoid him, he raised his other hand to hold his back and hug him tightly, his voice increased. A little soft, "Can you give me a kiss?"

"No!" He said firmly.

"Oh." Xiao Peize nodded and pecked him on the lips.

Zhou Xiaoxiang: "..."

Xiao Peize released his lips and looked at him for a while, then suppressed his smile, and his eyes gradually became warmer.

Zhou Xiaoxiang exchanged a glance with him and quickly looked away, trying to retreat but couldn't break free, the gaze from the other side caught fire, burning the skin on his face inch by inch, scorching hot.

Xiao Peize tightened his arms, leaned over and pressed his lips to his face, feeling the scorching temperature, a smile appeared in his eyes again, leaning into his ear and whispering: "You just don't admit it."

Zhou Xiaoxiang bit his lip, suppressed his messy breathing, and remained silent.

Xiao Peize looked at him at a close distance for a while again, seeing his messy eyes, he was deeply teased, and couldn't help but put his hand into his shirt, and stroked his back.

Zhou Xiaoxiang was scalded by the heat of his palm, and almost jumped up in shock. He struggled a few times but was hugged even tighter. Feeling the strength of his whole body muscles, his heart felt like a beating drum, and he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at him in panic: "... ...you let go."

Hearing his panting voice, Xiao Peize's eyes suddenly darkened, and he pressed his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "You are late." Before he could react, he quickly turned around and pushed him against the sink.

Zhou Xiaoxiang was stunned by this sudden movement, the cool touch of the washbasin invaded the cloth and hit the back of the waist, but the heat from the palm of the upper two inches was burning and scalding, just like Xiao Peize was burning at this time. strong eyes.

He had never seen Xiao Peize like this before. He tore off his icy coat, revealing a faint burning flame, as if there was another completely different person living deep in his soul.

"Which one is you?" Zhou Xiaoxiang was shocked when he realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

The hand on the back tightened suddenly, and the disordered and heavy breathing was entangled in the air, and the small bathroom was suddenly dyed with an ambiguous light.

Xiao Peize buried his head and bit his lower lip, and asked in a low voice vaguely: "Which one is me?"

"Are you..." Zhou Xiaoxiang raised his head desperately trying to avoid it, but his lips were bitten too tightly, and it hurts when he pulled it away, and he couldn't push it when he raised his hand. , "Do you have schizophrenia?"

The corner of Xiao Peize's mouth curled up into a smile, and he sucked a sip on his lips before letting go. Seeing that he was greatly relieved, he couldn't help but smile deeper, and one hand restlessly caressed his back.

Zhou Xiaoxiang's body froze, his eyes were messed up again, but his face showed a stubborn expression, he suddenly raised his voice and yelled at him: "You are enough, uh..." His lips were quickly blocked.

"Xiaoyu is still sleeping, do you have such an elder brother?" Xiao Peize let go of his lips, looked deeply into his eyes with a smile, and continued to walk around with the hand that was left inside his clothes, whispering, "You have schizophrenia. One said that he likes me, and the other said that I don't like men."

Zhou Xiaoxiang froze for a second, then became angry: "Where did your inexplicable self-confidence come from!"

Xiao Peize smiled, and put his other hand around his chest, unbuttoning his coat one by one, and each time he used his fingers to push the clothes apart, they followed his eyes, nose, and lips. A kiss was branded on the upper and lower chin, and he said with a deep smile, "Do you want me to prove it to you?"

"..." Zhou Xiaoxiang swallowed his saliva nervously, resisting the slight trembling of his body, and suddenly raised his knee towards his crotch, and just reached half the height, he was suddenly squeezed in by one of his legs, with a slight retraction, He clamped his wobbling leg with the other leg, unable to move.

The two staggered and stuck together, the heat from the base of their thighs was ironing each other through the thin trousers, Xiao Peize listened to his sinking breathing, looked at the faint blush rising on his cheeks, his throat felt as dry as in the desert. After walking for ten days and ten nights, his deep eyes scanned his five sense organs back and forth several times, then he buried his head and gnawed on his Adam's apple, the movement was sudden, but the force was not heavy.

"Ah..." Zhou Xiaoxiang felt a little pain, followed by a crunchy and numb feeling, as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling and gnawing in his body, his brain buzzed, his body became hot, and his eyes suddenly became dizzy Get up, put your hands on the sink subconsciously, and dodge back, "Let go..."

Xiao Peize was unmoved, but when he dodged, he happened to show all the lines of his neck in front of him, so he hugged him tightly, and the tip of his tongue slowly went all the way down from his Adam's apple, the warm and moist touch brought him With a taste of eroticism, every inch of skin was licked, and a sea of ​​flames ignited wherever it passed.

Zhou Xiaoxiang felt that he should yell a few more words with a thick throat and neck, but his Adam's apple slid up and down for a long time, but he couldn't say anything. There was a strong heat, and the heat went straight to the top of the head, and even the face began to burn.

The kiss slid all the way down, lingering on his collarbone for a long time, Zhou Xiaoxiang was out of breath, he let go of his hands holding the sink to push the person buried in his chest, unexpectedly, just as he let go of his hands, his waist tightened suddenly, and his hands His feet were off the ground, and when he reacted, he was actually lifted up and sat on the sink.

Zhou Xiaoxiang was stunned, and stared dumbfounded at a person standing in front of him with "love" written on his left face and "desire" written on his right face.

Xiao Peize raised his eyes, looking at the flush on his cheeks, and his dark eyes were dark.

Zhou Xiaoxiang quickly came back to his senses, and was about to jump down while holding on to the sink, but he grabbed his waist, and was so frightened that his two rows of teeth knocked chaotically: "You, you, you...don't act recklessly... Without my consent... that is..."

"Huh?" Xiao Peize raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a studious expression.

"Yes...it is rape! We are all civilized people, don't break the law!"

A smile burst into Xiao Peize's eyes, he held back, hooked his neck and kissed his lips, poked the tip of his tongue in to trace the outline of his mouth, kissed him for a long time before releasing him, the two His breathing became a little rougher.

Zhou Xiaoxiang felt that he was ashamed, so he raised one foot without giving up, and was going to kick him in the crotch again, but was once again controlled by him, closed his eyes in grief and angrily, swallowed with difficulty, but still couldn't stop Breathe lightly.

Xiao Peize raised his hand to pinch his chin, and rubbed his thumb on his lips. Seeing his chest heaving violently, he couldn't help but his eyes became darker again. He leaned over and kissed his lips, and said with a low laugh: "So you have already thought so far? It seems that I have to speed up the progress."

"Ah?" Zhou Xiaoxiang was dumbfounded, stared at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly said, "You didn't plan to do that?"

"What?"

"..." Zhou Xiaoxiang was choked by his own saliva, and an unnatural smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth, "That's just right, I, I'll come down..."

Xiao Peize held him tightly and did not let him move.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Xiaoxiang frowned again: "Hey! It's nothing like that, why did you let me sit here! Let me get down!"

The corner of Xiao Peize's mouth curled up: "You seem to be looking forward to it."

"I'm looking forward to your brother-in-law!" Zhou Xiaoxiang pushed him while talking, and couldn't move for a long time. He was anxious, "Are you human? Why are you like a cement pile?"

"..." The corner of Xiao Peize's mouth twitched, "It's a metaphor."

Zhou Xiaoxiang had a painful expression on his face: "Why do you let me sit here? It's embarrassing! Let me down!"

Xiao Peize keenly caught a hint of imperceptible coquettishness in his grievances and accusations. He was in a daze for a while, and his heart was filled with warmth. He suddenly hugged him tightly, rubbed against his cheek, and laughed: "I'm so stupid, I can't even tell what I feel in my heart."

"What did you say? Let me go!" Zhou Xiaoxiang struggled again.

Xiao Peize distanced himself from him and looked at him with a smile: "I asked you to sit here for the convenience of me."

Zhou Xiaoxiang's expression froze, and he clenched his teeth again: "Don't, don't...don't break the law..."

Xiao Peize gave him a fixed look, and couldn't help but smile: "I can try to rape and get a lighter sentence."

"..." Zhou Xiaoxiang remained motionless for three seconds as if his acupuncture point had been tapped, and then he became angry and raised his other free leg to kick him.

Xiao Peize simply clamped both of his legs, took a deep look at him, raised his hand and began to unbutton his shirt, kissing him while unbuttoning his shirt.

Zhou Xiaoxiang's mind roared again, he didn't know when his clothes were opened, he couldn't feel any coolness, he only knew that the hot and humid touch that stimulated the electric current went all the way down, even turned around his lower abdomen a few times, and then slowly slid up , The hot feeling is getting more and more uncomfortable.

The narrow space suddenly turned from late autumn into hot summer, sultry, restless, heavy panting echoed among the four walls, and when a slight tingling suddenly came from a point on his chest, Zhou Xiaoxiang was startled, and then he was caught. Licking, gnawing, completely losing his mind, his hands couldn't help but climbed onto Xiao Peize's shoulders.

Xiao Peize moved from his left chest to his right chest, his hot palms kept running across his back and waist, flames were everywhere, and in a state of indulgence, he moved his hands to his legs again, with the palms separated by the trousers Covering his long standing desire, breathing heavily, he moved his lips away from his chest, and raised his head.

Zhou Xiaoxiang looked at him panting, his eyes lost focus.

"Did you see it?" Xiao Peize's voice was low and hoarse, and he leaned over and kissed him on the lips, unbuttoned and unzipped him, wrapped his palms up and held them, "The most honest response."

Zhou Xiaoxiang trembled slightly, closed his eyes and panted heavily, the hot breath out of his mouth dyed the surrounding air with a touch of lust, felt the hands under him began to caress, couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, clasped tightly on his shoulders.

While moving, Xiao Peize scrutinized the stubbornness between his brows and the confusion of his eyes, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he leaned over to kiss him.

Zhou Xiaoxiang passively accepted the wanton teasing and sweeping with the tip of his tongue, his mind was so confused that he couldn't find any thoughts, and a very light and slightly suppressed moan came out of his mouth, overflowing from the tight lips of the two.

Xiao Peize didn't let go of any changes and reactions in him. Seeing that he had completely lost the consciousness of struggling, he couldn't help but gasped and gnawed on his neck again, increasing the strength in his hands.

The heat in the air kept rising, and even the mirror was covered with a thin layer of mist by the invisible heat. In the mirror, the entangled figures of the two were reflected vaguely. The sound breaking into the eardrum is a new round of tremor stimulation.

Zhou Xiaoxiang's hands trembled a little, and the heat all over his body evaporated to his face. A burst of overwhelming heat and pleasure made him burn and stimulated him so much that he had nowhere to escape. He unconsciously buried his head against Xiao Peize's forehead, and the sweat of each other melted into one. Here, the pain of anxiety and the pleasure of expressing are intertwined and tormented.

Xiao Peize kissed his lips, brushed away the wet hair on his forehead with the other hand, kissed his trembling eyelashes again, and hugged him tightly again, with more strength in his hand, the lines on his fingertips Rubbing round and round at the top of desire.

"Huh... Hurry up..." Zhou Xiaoxiang's face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, his lips were slightly parted, and he didn't know what he was talking about. The hands speeded up.

"Ah!" Zhou Xiaoxiang arched his body slightly, buried his head and gnawed on Xiao Peize's shoulder, and released it from his hands with a sob.

Xiao Peize frowned in pain, but his eyes were more gentle, he held his face and kissed him over and over again, until his whole body was softly relaxed, then he let go of his lips and hugged him.