Pure man and clever daughter-in-law

Sure enough, as soon as Xiang Jiacheng arrived at Beiling Park in a taxi, big raindrops fell down, without any excessive or warning, and it was pouring rain when it burst out of the clouds.The wipers went back and forth tirelessly, and the visibility was still very low. It took a full hour and a half for Xiang Jiacheng to arrive at the Chengfeng Club near the exhibition hall.

He has been here before, but as the most honored guest, he dined on the top floor with an excellent view.The pastries here are very famous, especially the egg tarts, which are crispy and smooth, sweet but not greasy.Xiang Jiacheng likes it very much. Every time he comes, he has to order two servings, paired with top-quality Blue Mountain coffee, which has a special taste.

At that time, he didn't know that this high-class club actually had a different world, and the two basement floors were actually the most famous fighting arena in S City; at that time, all such dark, negative, and dirty places were Nothing to do with him.

But now that he revisited his old place, Xiang Jiacheng has no recollection and no sentimental thoughts at all. Yuan Yinuo, who is full of his head, wished he could drag that bastard off the ring and slap him twice.

Unexpectedly, the security guard in front of the door did not let him in at all.You don't have a membership card, and you don't have an invitation letter. You can join a club with VIP high-end services?Do you think your home is open?

Xiang Jiacheng had no choice, he was no longer the same Xiang Jiacheng as before, he could only wait.

This wait is more than two hours.

The rolling thunder in the sky has never stopped, and there is a rumbling sound.Lightning flashed across the sky like a sharp sword, and if it followed closely with the sound of thunder, it would definitely make people tremble in the bottom of their hearts.

Holding the umbrella to Jiacheng, it was half under the eaves. His clothes were not completely soaked, but they were almost there.His mind was blank, and he kept staring at the small exit - the security guard told him that this was the place where the staff came in and out, and those who came to punch must go here.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Jiacheng's legs were numb, and the cold wind invaded his skin through the wet clothes, making him shiver.The street lamps came on one after another, reflecting the thick rain, which was extraordinarily dim.

At this time, Xiang Jiacheng saw Yuan Yinuo.

The back door is for the staff to come and go back and forth. It is too small. Only a light bulb with a low wattage is lit at the top, which complements the street lights on the ground and is much brighter in the rain.

Yuan Yinuo's figure was elongated by the light. He was only wearing a thin cotton T-shirt, which looked very thin in this heavy rainy day.He walked very slowly, almost shuffling.His shoulders were slumped, his waist was slightly arched, his face was covered with stains and sweat, and he looked exhausted and embarrassed.

When Yuan Yinuo looked up, he also saw Xiang Jiacheng. He was so shocked that he remained motionless.

A sour and hot breath surged in Xiang Jiacheng's heart, and he really wanted to pounce on Yuan Yinuo and punch Yuan Yinuo twice, and also wanted to hold him and cry bitterly.But he didn't do anything, he just took an umbrella, walked quietly through the rain curtain, walked up to Yuan Yinuo, and said lightly: "Let's go." It was as if he was just here to pick Yuan Yinuo off work.

Yuan Yinuo was stunned, he never expected that Xiang Jiacheng would come, and the lie he had told for a month would be exposed thoroughly.He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything, so he followed Xiang Jiacheng silently and went home together.

It was late, heavy rain, deep water and slippery roads. The two of them barely made it home until midnight. They were completely soaked from top to bottom. The umbrellas became decorations and were useless.

The first thing Yuan Yinuo did when he entered the door was to hand over the pile of money in his arms to Xiang Jiacheng, a total of 15 US dollars, or about [-] RMB.The banknotes were bound with a strip of brown paper in the middle, and they were packed in a large envelope, bulging and damp from the rain.The side close to Yuan Yinuo's chest was hot from the iron, while the other side was cold.

Xiang Jiacheng put the two stacks of money neatly on the table, and then began to undress Yuan Yinuo.He took it off with his hands, and Yuan Yinuo glared at him whenever he moved.This made Yuan Yinuo quite embarrassed: "It's okay, I will do it myself, I will do it..."

Xiang Jiacheng didn't speak, he tilted his head and stared straight at Yuan Yinuo, like a spark in the night, there was something persistent and firm in it.Yuan Yinuo could tell that he touched his nose and didn't dare to fight again.

Xiang Jiacheng slowly undressed Yuan Yinuo and dragged him into the bathroom to take a bath.Yuan Yinuo played ten games in a row this month. Although he had a few days of rest each time to recover his strength, he was absolutely overloaded. Since he was discharged from the army, he had never worked so hard.Fortunately, he was discharged from the army not long ago, and in another year or two, he really couldn't be moved.The opponents on the field are all beast-level, either you get down or I get down, it's normal to be half disabled.Especially in the last scene, lying on the ground makes people get beaten up, and they are not allowed to fight back.If he hadn't had actual combat experience, he would have curled up tightly, with his arms covering his head and face, and two of his ribs would have been broken.

Even so, bruises and bruises are unavoidable.Xiang Jiacheng washed him lightly but carefully, dried him with a large dry towel, and walked back to the bedroom.

Xiang Jiacheng asked Yuan Yinuo to lie on the bed, and he looked at him from top to bottom, their eyes intertwined in the night.Yuan Yinuo was a little nervous at first, he was afraid that Xiang Jiacheng would settle accounts with him, after all, he had never lied to him before.But Xiang Jiacheng's eyes are still clear and gentle, as calm as water in the Bitan. The water reflects Yuan Yinuo's thick eyebrows, straight nose, and thick lips, with deep affection and pity, as if still There was something else, but Yuan Yinuo couldn't see clearly anymore.

Xiang Jiacheng lowered his eyelids, and kissed the wounds on Yuan Yinuo's body bit by bit, each wound burned a kiss.He used his hands, lips, and the most sensitive parts of his body to "visit" Yuan Yinuo, such as shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, thighs, knees, ankles, and then toes.Xiang Jiacheng fiddled with Yuan Yinuo's toes one by one, the numbness went all the way to the bone marrow.

Yuan Yinuo let out a low hum from his nose, and couldn't help but want to hide, but was held down gently but firmly by Xiang Jiacheng.In this way, Xiang Jiacheng licked Yuan Yinuo slowly and lightly, gradually from the ankle up to between the legs.

Yuan Yinuo just felt as if there were countless ants crawling and biting underneath, the itching was unbearable, his toes curled up, it was already too hard.

Xiang Jiacheng stretched himself slightly, straddled Yuan Yinuo's waist, and sat down very slowly, shaking up and down.

Like a grand and expressive lyrical symphony, first the bright and clear timbre of the flute played a simple and lively overture, followed by the oboe, bassoon, French horn, all kinds of sounds interweave into a complex and varied theme chapter.Then there is the softness and beauty of the violin, and the richness and fullness of the cello... All kinds of sounds are distinct and well-arranged, forming a vast and magnificent sea of ​​desire, which makes people deeply addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

This evening Xiang Jiacheng was extraordinarily seductive and slutty, as if to please but also to vent.The two of them were tossing and lingering in love in the night, passionate and intense, as if there would never be enough, as if tomorrow was the end.

Tears burst out from the corners of Xiang Jiacheng's eyes, and Yuan Yinuo licked them away. He said to the person in his arms over and over again: "There is still me, Jiacheng, you still have me."

Xiang Jiacheng opened his eyes, his dark pupils were soaked by the water like the most crystal clear gemstones at the bottom of the stream, he said: "Don't be like this anymore? I can't bear it..." He has already lost a relative, then It's like digging a piece out of the heart abruptly, the liver and intestines are broken, and the blood is dripping.But at that time, there was Yuan Yinuo by his side.What if something happened to Yuan Yinuo... Xiang Jiacheng didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want to think about it, he would definitely not be able to survive.

Yuan Yinuo hugged him fiercely, as if he was about to melt into his flesh and blood, and said softly: "No, never in the future."