spoiling addiction

Gao Rong was startled, "You, why are you here? Ah, did I hurt you? Show me..." As he spoke, he went forward to pull his shirt off.

"Don't touch me!" Luo Peiming waved him away, slammed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, stood up, and looked down at him, "Who is that man?"

"What man?" Gao Rong was stunned. He didn't know when the child who would make love under his knees had grown into such a sharp and handsome man. He was taller than himself when he stood up. Hold down.

Luo Peiming leaned slightly and approached him aggressively, "The man who drove you back, you two are very close, goodbyekiss, who is he?"

Gao Rong was annoyed, "What's your attitude?"

"That's my attitude!"

Gao Rong raised his hand to slap him and raised his voice, "What's your attitude?"

Luo Peiming didn't expect to be beaten, he glanced in astonishment, and said loudly, "That's just my attitude!"

Gao Rong slapped his backhand again, angrily shouted, "What kind of attitude is this!"

Luo Peiming stopped talking, covered his face and looked at him resentfully, his eyes were half angry and half hurt, like a stubborn little wolf.

With a straight face, Gao Rong took off his coat and threw it into the sofa, loosened the collar of his shirt, and nestled into the sofa wearily. He drank a lot of wine at night, and his cheeks were flushed. His eyes were shining brightly under the light. It stands to reason that a man of his age should no longer give people the impression of being beautiful. However, the old man in front of him lazily leaned on the sofa, and there was a poignant and gorgeous look. Sexiness arises spontaneously.

But Luo Peiming stared at his slightly open neckline, his face became more gloomy, there were a few messy hickey marks, which stood out and glared on his fair skin.

"Cough," Gao Rong picked up Luo Peiming's cup, took a sip of tea, which was his favorite Pu'er tea, and sighed, "Peiming, he is my boyfriend."

A look of pain flashed across his eyes, Luo Peiming clenched his fists, tried to suppress his emotions, and asked, "Uncle Rong, why?"

"Why, don't you know?" Gao Rong asked softly.

Luo Peiming was startled, "Is that why you hate me?"

Tall and tall, he is a child raised by himself after all, at this time such a hurt look made Gao Rong feel distressed, he lay on the sofa and closed his eyes, and said lightly, "You are my son, how could I hate you?" you?"

"I don't want to be your son!" Luo Peiming yelled, stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him up, "I want to be your man!"

"That's impossible!" Gao Rong was taken aback by being dragged up abruptly, and opened his eyes suddenly to stare at him, "Let me go!"

Luo Peiming pulled him up and hugged him, "Don't let go! Don't let go!"

Gao Rong was angry and struggled hard.

Luo Peiming hugged him tightly in his arms without any reason, as if he was going to rub him into his body with great strength, and buried his face into his neck, "Uncle Rong, I love you, I love you... ..."

The disparity in strength was too great, Gao Rong quickly gave up struggling, let him hold him numbly, and said calmly, "Luo Peiming, I warn you, let go."

Luo Peiming stubbornly refused to let go, buried his head in his neck, and kissed his smooth neck vigorously.

Gao Rong was startled by the tingling pain of sucking, "Um...what are you doing!...Ah...let go..."

The kiss turned into sucking, and finally turned into biting. Luo Peiming bit down a piece of tender meat on the back of his neck with his sharp teeth, and would not let go.

Gao Rong screamed, "Pei Ming, let go!"

Luo Peiming didn't make a sound, just biting desperately. There was already a faint smell of rust in his mouth, but when he thought that he was holding that person's skin, he immediately felt that the blood was filled with a sweet fragrance.

Gao Rong couldn't stand the pain, and began to struggle desperately, crying, "Let go of me! You let me go! Peiming... ah..." Suddenly he trembled all over, and slowly stopped struggling. His thin body was in his arms. Li trembled slightly.

Luo Peiming let go, looked at the bloody skin that had been bitten by him under the dim light of the floor lamp, and sighed, "Uncle Rong, so you are so afraid of pain..."

"...You little bastard!" Gao Rong felt that half of his head was numb with pain, and he leaned weakly on his shoulder, "You fucking..."

"If you scold me again, I'll fuck you!" Luo Peiming said coldly.

Gao Rong suddenly stopped his voice, and looked at the gloomy and handsome son in disbelief, he couldn't accept it, he couldn't accept such a reality!

Pushing him away hard, pointing to the door with a wave of his arm, "Get out!"

"Look, you still said that you don't hate me," Luo Peiming whispered to himself with a sad look on his face.

Gao Rong didn't pay any attention to him, the bitten place on his neck was so hot that he could hardly feel the pain, he passed Luo Peiming with his hands on his neck, went straight upstairs, walked into the master bedroom, and slammed the door behind him.

"Uncle Rong!" Luo Peiming chased after him and knocked on the door, "Uncle Rong!"

Gao Rong found the medicine box from the corner of the closet. There were a few medicine bottles randomly piled up in the small box, and only half a bottle of alcohol was found for disinfection. Regardless of whether it was expired or not, he poured it on the gauze and covered the wound. The cold liquid immediately stimulated the wound with sharp pain. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, hissing in pain and gasping for air.

Luo Peiming knocked on the door persistently, his voice getting louder and louder.

Gao Rong frowned, took a deep breath after the bone-crushing pain passed, walked over, and said coldly through the door, "You go, I have said it last time, it has nothing to do with you anymore, What are you going to do if you stay at my house?"

The knock on the door stopped for a moment, and there was silence outside the door. After a while, Luo Peiming's deep voice sounded, "Uncle Rong, did I...do I hurt you? You...don't chase me away..."

The deep apology in the voice made Gao Rong's nose ache, and tears almost fell down. How could the child he raised by himself have the heart to rush out the door, but this child has a gloomy and extreme personality. Do something out of control.

Trying to calm down the voice, "Peiming, you go back, don't come here again in the future, anyway, your father left enough money for you, and you don't have anything to do with me."

"Uncle Rong, I'm sorry, I lost control just now, don't drive me away, can you come out and beat me up?" Luo Peiming begged, "Uncle Rong, I was wrong..."

"Let's go," Gao Rong said coldly, dragging his heavy body back to the bed, and buried himself deeply in the big bed.

This is the bed I bought when I was with Luo He. At that time, I felt that the bed was very small and crowded, but now it feels very large and empty. Even with the heating on, I often wake up from the cold.

The people outside kept knocking on the door and apologizing, but Gao Rong didn't want to talk to him anymore, and stared blankly at the familiar bedroom.

The design of the room was created by Luo He. He advocates cleanliness and tidiness. There is only a black and white artistic photo on the wall. In the photo, Gao Rong sits on the podium with his knees hugged and looks back with a smile. back.

When he was a teenager, his body was soft and firm, and under the special light, there was a kind of youthful sex appeal.

Thirteen years have passed by in a flash, how many laughs, tears, and unspeakable feelings have been crushed.

Gao Rong covered his eyes, grabbed the small photo frame on the bedside table, and held it tightly to his heart. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he sobbed softly, "Luo He... what should I do..."

The sound outside the door gradually disappeared, Gao Rong lay on the bed for a while, and fell asleep without knowing it.

After an unknown amount of time, Gao Rong suddenly woke up with a loud ringtone. He sat up suddenly, grabbed the cell phone next to his pillow, and squinted his eyes to identify it carefully. An unfamiliar number flashed on the screen.

I thought it might be the parent of a certain student, so I tried my best to cheer up and asked politely, "Hello?"

"Hello, are you Mr. Luo Peiming's lover? This is the city's No.1 civilian hospital. Mr. Luo Peiming had a car accident at two o'clock in the morning. He suffered a small soft tissue contusion and a slight pneumothorax. Please come here as soon as possible. ..."

When Gao Rong heard of the car accident, Gao Rong was stunned, the phone slipped from his palm, his fingers kept trembling: car accident!

Why another car accident?Why... another car accident?

When he rushed to the hospital in a panic, he saw that tall and thin figure sitting alone on a chair, with bandages wrapped around his arms and calves, and blood seeped from the bandages, which was very miserable.

"Peiming!" He yelled, rushed over, grabbed his son's hand, and checked it up and down, "Is there any serious problem? Does it hurt? Will there be any sequelae?"

Luo Peiming pushed him away and frowned, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Luo," said the nurse who came in embarrassingly, "We used your mobile phone to contact your lover when you were unconscious just now, but we didn't expect it to be this gentleman..."

Luo Peiming blushed, slightly embarrassed, and looked at Gao Rong expectantly, wanting to see his reaction.

Unexpectedly, Gao Rong didn't hear the nurse's words at all, and was squatting on the ground to inspect his calf intently, "Why is there so much blood here? Did it hurt the bone?"

"Don't worry, sir, it's just a slight soft tissue contusion, and there's nothing wrong with the bones," the nurse comforted him with a smile.

Gao Rong felt relieved when he heard this, and touched his cheek distressedly, "Why is the face scratched? What if there is a scar? What about the perpetrator? What's going on in the middle of the night?"

Since he came out of the closet, he has never seen Gao Rong who is so considerate and caring. Luo Peiming's heart beat wildly, trying to suppress his excitement, pretending to be a well-behaved dutiful son under his hands, and whispered, "I'm crossing the road." When I was knocked down by a locomotive, the perpetrator ran away, and the people from the 24-hour supermarket next door brought me here."

"Why are you so careless!" Gao Rong scolded him, then turned to ask the nurse, "Has the person who sent my son here gone back now? You must thank him."

The nurse smiled, "Don't worry about this, the other party has already left their contact information."

"it is good."

After going to the cashier to pay the bill, Gao Rong looked at the unfilial son who was limping behind him and was speechless for a while. Seeing him hurt like this, it would be a bit too worrying to drive him out of the house again.

Recalling the recuperation matters that the doctor ordered over and over just now, I thought that this kid’s usual living habits are not healthy enough, and now that he is injured, he must not be able to take care of himself well, and if he is allowed to live alone, I don’t know what troubles he will cause again .

Sighing the pity of the world's parents, he raised his head and said helplessly, "Go to your place to clean up, move back to live first during this time, don't squeeze the bus for school or anything, I will drive you."