King's return

On the small sofa for one person in the dormitory, Rong Jian sat cross-legged, half of his eyes covered by his slanted bangs. At first glance, he looked very serious. Every few seconds, he gave Lin Yanxiu an order on the phone. If you don't listen to the conversation, you might think that the two are discussing some important business secret.

"...one more finger."

"Damn it! Already... um..." Lin Yanxiu knelt down on the bed sweating profusely, all the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, his trousers slipped down to his ankles, and he was kicked aside for being in the way. Traces of soaking.

The voice from the phone was like an insidious demon, constantly tempting him to do more shameful actions.

The man raised his round buttocks, followed Rong Jian's voice with a few fingers, slowly entering and exiting the already wet passage, opening up an extremely tight forbidden area.

Rong Jian heard the panting sound on the phone, nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Okay, now take out the mission items and poke them in."

"Fuck! Task your sister! You're stupid for playing games!" Although no one saw, Lin Yanxiu's cheeks were still burning, cursing and doing what he said involuntarily. He took out the thick massage stick and slowly Poke in the back.

"Hey, aren't we playing an 18-fork game?"

"──Go to hell, bastard!"

As the huge thing pushed in, Lin Yanxiu closed his eyes tightly and tensed every muscle in his body. A strange feeling spread from behind to his whole body. His hand holding the phone trembled and he could hardly hold it.

"Damn... it's really big... Rong Jian, you woo-woo--"

"Oh? Looks like they're all in?" Rong Jian voiced the remote control excitedly, and then said regretfully, "It's a pity that I don't have a video phone at hand now."

Facetime…

Lin Yanxiu's heart beat wildly, if that guy sees this lascivious appearance──ahhh, why not kill him, kill him!

But in fact Rong Jian obviously couldn't teleport here like in the game, let alone see such a tempting scene.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanxiu heaved a sigh of relief, or rather sighed in frustration—he couldn't see it...

"It's okay, I won't need it when I go to America to find you." Rong Jian said suddenly.

Lin Yanxiu's face was so red that it almost turned black.

──Damn it!What's with that comforting tone? !I bah!

Hearing Boss Lin's angry voice coming from the phone, the corner of Rong Jian's mouth twitched: "Go to the next level, turn on the first switch."

"What's the next level! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" The thing poking inside Lin Yanxiu's body shook violently, his whole body almost bounced, and then he fell powerlessly into the soft bed sheet, and his waist gradually began to twist unconsciously , and his hand also circled down to hold his high weapon and rubbed it.

"Lin Yanxiu?" Rong Jian faintly heard the rustling and moaning of the head, just imagining the man's alluring body, he immediately began to lose his breath.

"... Alas, it seems that this phone call was a mistake." Rong Jian smiled wryly in his heart, depressed, he had no choice but to support himself.

"Lin Yanxiu, call me." Rong Jian said out of breath.

The man lying on the bed has automatically turned on the second gear switch, and the bottom has long been wet.

Hearing Rong Jian's hoarse and lustful voice coming from the mobile phone, Lin Yanxiu slightly opened his bewildered eyes, and moaned intermittently in the violent movement of self-comforting: "Rong, Rong Jian...haa... woo..."

Rong Jian closed his eyes tightly, and pictured the appearance of the man in his mind, as if the thousands of mountains and rivers that separated him did not exist, and he was by his side, within reach of his hand.

Rong Jian's breath became heavier, and he sighed heavily: "Lin Yanxiu, I miss you..."

"Ah!", Lin Yanxiu gasped slightly on the phone, and then tightly covered his mouth.

"Hey, you're faster than me again..."

"──You shut up!"

I don't know if it's because I'm sleepy or tired, but in short, the guy who is separated from the two places sleeps very soundly tonight.

The air conditioner in the room was blowing a bit cold, and Rong Jian hugged the ball of milk in his arms.

I don't know what kind of dream this unscrupulous master had. In his sleep, milk was kissed several times, and when he struggled angrily to brush it, he gave Rong a few paws.

──But this guy can only play awe-inspiring while Rong Jian is asleep.

When going to the headquarters the next day, Wen You looked up and down Rong Jian's face with strange eyes.

"Did your cat scratch it again?"

Rong Jian turned her head silently: "──Really."

Junjie gave him half a day off today, but Rong Jian thought to himself that that guy might not have any good intentions, if he said he was going to meet an acquaintance, who could it be?

The two drove to the Hilton Hotel, and Jun Jie led him into the billiard entertainment hall on the second floor.

Rong Jian looked at this luxurious billiard room with some surprise, feeling more and more uncertain about what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd?

"Can you play?" Junjie took down a cue and gave some instructions to the waitress, who stepped back respectfully.

"Not very good at it." With the idea that he didn't need to pay for it anyway, Rong Jian took out one of them calmly.

"Hehe, that's good." Junjie tried the test rod, his eyes turned around on Rong Jian, not knowing what bad idea he was thinking.

Now that he agreed, he conceded the bet, and Rong Jian stood there calmly, waiting for Junjie's orders.

"Don't you ask me why I asked you to come here?"

"Even if I ask you, you'll still keep it up, why waste your saliva." Rong Jian hit a shot casually, and the balls on the table immediately became scattered.

Junjie smiled ambiguously, walked up to him, put his palms on his shoulders and pressed him down, leaned on the table, adjusted Rongjian's grip posture, leaned over to his ear and smiled, "Attention!" Hit hard, eyes on the ball, what do you see me doing?"

"...Just say what you want, don't hold my hand." Rong Jian said coolly.

"I'm teaching you how to fight. I'm kind enough to treat you like a donkey's liver and lungs."

Rong Jian said expressionlessly, "I have goosebumps all over my body."

At this moment, the door of the billiard room was pushed open again, and the man who walked in quickly saw the ambiguous posture inside, and froze in place.

The two people lying on the table looked at him in unison, Rong Jian raised his eyebrows in surprise, it was Lu Tinggan who came.

He glanced at the playfulness in Junjie's eyes from the corner of his eye, and suddenly understood.

"Rong Jian? Why are you here..." Lu Tingqian reacted in an instant, closed the door as if nothing had happened, and greeted casually like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, but his eyes were always glued to Junjie, or there were two of them posted hands together.

"It's a holiday today, I said come over to play billiards, this guy must follow." Junjie sighed helplessly.

Rong Jian was speechless, this shameless guy actually pushed all on him...

Junjie said in a low voice, "Don't talk."

Rong Jian blinked at him calmly, ready to watch the show with peace of mind——As for Lu Tinggan, hey, he hasn't done a good job of reckoning.

Junjie is not very clear about the grievances between them, otherwise he would not have found this guy to play with him.

"Junjie's hands are not very convenient, why don't I teach you?" Lu Tinggan took off his coat, took the club and rushed over.

Rong Jian glanced at him indifferently, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and hit out with one shot, and "bang" actually scored two holes with one shot.

Junjie stood up straight, and said meaningfully: "Sure enough, a famous teacher produces a good apprentice."

At the beginning when they flew to Shanghai, Lu Ting rushed to Shanghai, gritted his teeth and hurriedly chased him to Shanghai. Finally, he met Junjie several times. Every time, he used the excuse of busy training and slipped away within a few hours. Lose.

This made Lu Tinggan even more restless, and wanted to keep him, but couldn't find an excuse.

He thought that there would be some subtle changes in the rest of the life of the two of them, but what caught him off guard was that the changes turned to the bad side!

Lu Tinggan, who was left out one after another, was puzzled, but couldn't help thinking about the relationship between the two of them, and more importantly, what did Junjie think? !

He had been unrequitedly in love with Lin Yanxiu for many years, and he was raped by Rong Jian. Now he has given up, but for Junjie, even he himself can't say how he feels.

It's not easy to make an appointment today, but I didn't expect to meet Rong Jian's shit stick again. Lu Tinggan was so injured that he vomited blood for three liters!

Is Rong Jian his nemesis? !If God gave him another chance to start over, he would definitely confess to Uncle Rong as an old Buddha!

"Rong Jian, I heard that the Lin Group is planning to marry the Morse family. Did Lin Yanxiu tell you?" Lu Ting forced his way over, pushing Junjie aside, and placed himself firmly in the middle.

From the corner of his eyes, Rong Jian caught a glimpse of Jun snickering beside him, and he hit another shot in silence. He was unlucky and missed a single shot.

Regarding the gossip about Lu Tinggan, he said indifferently: "It's none of my business."

Lu Tinggan frowned unexpectedly, wondering, could it be that this guy broke up with Lin Yanxiu?

He glanced at Junjie who was playing casually next to him, and then at Rongjian who was expressionless, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

Junjie was still smiling and instructing Rong Jian to play billiards, but the always proud Uncle Rong did it obediently.

Lu Tinggan suddenly became more anxious.

Rong Jian had a panoramic view of his expression, and was silently happy.

In the United States, he heard Lin Yanxiu mention the plight of Lu Tinggan's family. Recently, the Lu family seems to be overwhelmed by the suppression and has gradually shifted their business center to China. That's why Lu Tinggan returned to China so smoothly.

He glanced at Junjie who looked normal. With this guy's hidden temper, it seems that Lu Ting will suffer in the future.

But these have nothing to do with him.

There are still more than three months left before the start of WGC, whether it is long or short, but he can still bear this loneliness.

As for Lin Yanxiu—what is the Morse family?Can I eat it?