Balance beam

The author has something to say: Houhou ~ Return from vacation ~ Happy holidays everyone ~ Mouyang transformed into a superman ~ Suo Yasong put his hands on the edge of the swimming pool and climbed up with all his strength.Without ripping off what was hanging there, the little pink bunny was tucked straight into the crotch, and the belt was fastened.Suo Yasong straightened his waist forward, and in an instant, the sound of inhalation and exclamation came one after another, and the bold girl covered her mouth with her hands in surprise, "So handsome~"

It's obviously a trivial move, but it's cool when he does it. Although the man wearing a rabbit hood can't see his face, his figure is extremely perfect. Every gesture of his hands and feet is elegant, and he can't even do awkward moves. So calm and even provocative, like a born nobleman, who can such a person be?The atmosphere that was full of ridicule just now reversed and changed.

In the beginning, no one really recognized that the unlucky guy was Suo Yasong. The men laughed loudly from ear to ear, and even Wang Qi pointed and winked to the people next to him, "Look, look." Passing the message of joining in the fun , a few people were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and even whistled and booed.

Later, Suo Yasong climbed up, and a few familiar people recognized him as the prince from his habitual movements and figure.Although he took off his coat and wore a uniform-style shirt, his leather shoes, pants, and fingers all revealed the secret of his identity, and it was not difficult to find out as long as he probed carefully.As a result, wherever Suo Yasong passed, the laughter gradually diminished.

Through the hood, Suo Yasong looked at these people with his eyes, and recognized the features of the people who kidnapped him just now.Although he wanted to find a place to escape immediately, behind the hood, Soyasong still put on a fake smile, and raised his hands like a hero to signal to everyone, as if he was not thrown into the swimming pool just now but led jackpot.

This small episode was quickly overwhelmed by the following program. On the stage, the staff who danced like the Beatles performed their own sitcom, which was extremely spoof.

Zhao Mingbao snorted coldly, crossing his arms, watching Suo Yasong's back disappear into the hotel gate behind.

The swimming pool in the square was still very lively, but the conspirators retreated one after another, and no one dared to admit that he had participated in such a thing.A circular man-made empty field appeared around Zhao Mingbao. Everyone avoided this disaster.

This semi-isolated state has continued until the return from vacation and has been integrated into daily work.If I can’t deal with him, I can’t deal with him. I have no choice but to go to the warehouse to pick up items, and I can also apply for several items at a time. I also avoid language contact. If I can’t talk, I don’t talk about it. The message board to explain.

Even if they were walking in the same corridor, in order to avoid meeting him, the people on the opposite side would pretend to have lost their documents and turn around before returning to the office.If everyone talked enthusiastically, once Zhao Mingbao entered, the crowd would automatically disperse and stop gossiping.As soon as he entered the restaurant, he sat down at any table, and people who were a little further away immediately moved away with their plates.No matter how crowded it was, no one dared to sit in the few seats around Zhao Mingbao.

Desperate men and women who are precariously making a living in the workplace have an exceptionally keen sense of smell.He was so cautious that he was even a bit vigilant, which made Zhao Mingbao nervous invisibly.It is said that Suo Yasong is tolerant and magnanimous, and compares people's hearts to his own. If he encounters such a thing, he must kill the other party, and he must do everything possible to make him survive. With the conditions and strength, if Suo Yasong thinks, Zhao Mingbao can't help but fight timidly, then there will be a lot of tricks.

Zhao Mingbao and Suo Yasong have different ranks and different floors. Although Suo Yasong often patrols, they only met twice after returning from vacation.Once, in the corridor, Suo Yasong was talking with several executives while walking, Zhao Mingbao stepped aside to make way, Suo Yasong kept turning his head to talk, without even looking at him.

The second time was in the bathroom, Zhao Mingbao went in, and Suo Yasong obviously just had a toilet and was washing his hands.The two looked at each other through the mirror, Suo Yasong smiled brightly at him, Zhao Mingbao also smiled back, and then felt uneasy.Suo Yasong's smile was too clean. Although he didn't believe that Suo Yasong would be so generous as to let him go, he couldn't help feeling a little remorse. Why bother to tease him?

Things seemed to be moving in that good direction. Suo Yasong didn't make things difficult for him, but those who played tricks on Suo Yasong together certainly wouldn't say frankly that Mr. Suo didn't do it on purpose, so he tried every means to go Zhao Mingbao pushed all kinds of questions on his head to clarify his position in order to clear himself.

Zhao Mingbao has been a little tired recently, both mentally and physically.The more tired I am, the more I will think of the benefits of Suo Yasong. That child is like a little white rabbit, innocent and cute. He was very kind when he was young, and he could cry when he saw Snow White.Just because of having a father like Qian Peilin, he was labeled as hated.

Jiang Jiang regretted his immature behavior of venting anger, and began to reflect on his daily willful actions. He just vented his anger on his life because of the anger in his heart. Like Suo Yasong, he encountered no less things than him.Because of the review, my work attitude has changed, and I have become serious and responsible no matter what I do. Although some people make trouble, fortunately, no major mistakes have been made.

After a long time, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Suo Yasong, as he said, should not be angry if he played too much, and really took it as a well-intentioned prank.

"Are you talking about him after all?" The rumors about the pink condom became more and more popular in private, and everyone couldn't help but smile when they mentioned it.

"I'm afraid it is? If it was someone else, it would have happened earlier. Hehe, that is quite a spoof."

"That's right, if it were me, I would definitely not let it go like this."

"If you can endure what ordinary people can't, you must be a powerful person in the future."

"That kind of person is always turned over after the fact. I think he is the kind of person who is particularly tolerant."

Female employees have been automatically classified as Soyason's fans "This is the real man!"

"Fortunately, I met such a boss. You don't know. A few days ago, when I went to get the documents, he appeared behind me like a ghost, which made me break out in a cold sweat. You didn't recognize the way I looked at me, right?"

"How could it be?" The person next to him immediately elbowed him, "You are guilty of a crime, keep your voice down, because I am afraid that others will not know that you are involved, right?"

"No, no, what am I participating in? Come, drink." The man immediately changed the subject.

Everyone laughed loudly and whispered that Zhao Mingbao was sitting in an empty corner drinking sullenly.Two months passed like this, and Suo Yasong did not move at all. There were employees in the same department celebrating their birthdays, and the atmosphere was suppressed a lot. He was also invited.

Everyone joked and even talked about the prank, as if it really disappeared.Zhao Mingbao, who was sitting on the outside watching them, was moved by Suo Yasong because Suo Yasong hadn't done anything, and faintly made up his mind that he would never bully him like this again.

When they were drunk, everyone sat around and started a drinking game, finding all kinds of excuses to toast each other, playing drums to pass flowers and grabbing points. few.Zhao Mingbao was very on guard, suspecting that these people were partners in some kind of conspiracy, pretended to be drunk and found an excuse to go to the toilet, shouting "I can't do it, I can't drink anymore." Pick it up, spit it out.

After returning to his seat, Zhao Mingbao squinted his eyes and lay down on the sofa, pretending to be asleep, not to be touched by anyone.Everyone just ignored him and just guessed and followed his orders. The atmosphere at the wine table gradually became warmer, just like every departmental gathering in the past.Zhao Mingbao gradually fell asleep.

When delirious, there seems to be a change in the surroundings. No matter how much you want to open your eyes, you can’t lift your eyelids. The lively noise around you still seems to be cheering to celebrate the arrival of someone.Zhao Mingbao Lei couldn't be moved, he made up his mind, he was drunk anyway, even if they tied him to the door panel and paraded him through the street with his pants off.

After a long time, it seemed that a feather was scratching gently on the face, and it seemed that someone else's breath sprayed on the face, so kind that one wanted to get closer again and again.Zhao Mingbao reluctantly opened his eyes, and there was a familiar person in the opened eyes, and his tone was very kind, "Shall I take you home?" Then he was driven up.Later, Zhao Mingbao really didn't know anything, and fell asleep completely.

Some people are careful to avoid it, and naturally there are others who are deliberately trying to get revenge.Others Suo Yasong didn't hate him, but Zhao Mingbao was the only one who kept in mind that he wished he could gnaw his bones and eat his marrow.

What Zhao Mingbao did to Suo Yasong could not be evened out by embarrassing him twice in public.Who is Soasson?Rich for three generations, the sole heir of the two future real estate giants, a prince made of 24K pure gold.But Zhao Mingbao was none other than Jiang Jiang, the man's son.Thinking of that man, Suo Yasong breathed fire from his nostrils, and put the needle into the needle hole of the tattoo machine bitterly.Suo Yasong still has lingering fears when his father said, "Send you back to grandpa."

Now even if Zhao Mingbao was cut into slices, fried and boiled, it would not be able to dispel the hatred in his heart. Suo Yasong is a kind person, and it is obviously not enough to think about the tricks of torturing people.He wanted to punish Zhao Mingbao, but he couldn't let his father and that man know, what should he do?Suo Yasong asked his friend Chen Xi for advice.

Chen Xi is a player, with endless bad ideas, and every prank plan is painful. Suo Yasong felt relieved when he heard it, but when it came to the possibility of implementation, he backed down again.Thinking of the way his father looked at the man, Suo Yasong's heart sank, and even his own sorrows could not match the man's sad eyes.

Chen Xi said dryly, "I've told you so much, what do you want to do? If someone dared to treat me like this, I would have tattooed a bastard on his face, and he would be ashamed for the rest of his life."

Jiang Jiang felt that he was on the right track. What he drank was not only wine, but also other things, such as sleeping pills.When I was young, I developed the habit of sleeping lightly. Like a young animal, I guarded my territory from being invaded. I was afraid that Qian Peilin would sneak into the bedroom and flirt with his father who was sleeping next to him. He was so vigilant that every pore was exploring the danger in the air. breath.

But today, he slept in a groggy state for so long, ignorant of the outside world, and didn't even have a dream, which is abnormal.Sure enough, it was abnormal, Jiang Jiang woke up with a jerk when he felt the cool air on his exposed arm.

"When~" the hand-held tattoo machine hit the ground, Suo Yasong was so frightened the moment Zhao Mingbao opened his eyes that his heart beat like thunder. Swallow your breath again and next time, I want to hug you." Once seeing that cold look, his fingers trembled involuntarily.

Jiang Jiang moved his wrist, and sure enough, he was handcuffed.Suo Yasong's face changed to another color, and he looked like a cunning fox in the eyes of other people who cared. "Zhao Mingbao? Are you awake?" Seeing Suo Yasong's calm smile, Jiang Jiang picked up the strange-shaped The instrument walked towards him step by step, the instrument reflected a cold light, and he had to hide back by conditioned reflex.

"Hey, are you afraid of me? Why?" Suo Yasong tilted his head in a puzzled manner. "Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the tighter it will be." Suo Yasong pressed Zhao Mingbao's arm. The sex handcuffs may not be very strong, but the principle is the same as that of the police, and they also have barbs, but they are not so sharp, so that Injure the opponent while struggling.

Zhao Mingbao's wrists are very slender and his skin is porcelain white, and the handcuffs are so beautiful, Suo Yasong's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Xi once asked him, "What does that person look like?" Suo Yasong described it lazily at the time, with no features, ugly, like a mouse in the ditch, as thin as an African refugee, a water snake with a waist and a back, and he couldn't see it when he smiled. Eyes.

Chen Xi immediately expressed great interest, "It suits my taste, do you want to make an appointment first, let me meet, or have a threesome?"

Suo Yasong turned his eyelids and refused, "I'm sorry I'm not interested in him." Jiang Jiang looks like Li Jia, and Suo Yasong automatically substitutes in. When he thinks that he is with his father's man, he gets goosebumps all over his body. .He can't be hard on that person.Besides, there is such a big scene, there is no guarantee that Dad will not know about it, and it will not end well. "Chen Xi, you have really mixed tastes, and you like this one? I heard that he looks down on homosexuality."

But looking at the red marks on the slender wrist, Suo Yasong was really interested.He also just discovered that this man has an ordinary appearance, but his figure is not bad. The muscles hidden under his clothes are very strong, and after he falls asleep, he is still a little bit cute.

Jiang Jiang half sat up vigilantly, Suo Yasong's eyes were exactly the same as Qian Peilin's.Qian Peilin always looked at his father in this way. Jiang Jiang frowned and was upset. He sat up and looked at the room. It was a standard room in the hotel.Floor lamps, chairs, TVs, and a unified dressing table. In the mirror facing the bed, there was a shirtless man with a bald head.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely quiet for a while, and the way he stared at the mirror with dumbfounded eyes made Suo Yasong so happy.Jiang Jiang wanted to touch his head with his hand, but Suo Yasong grabbed his wrist with one hand and stretched his body on the bed with one leg, "I tattooed you a green turtle with eight flags, do you like it?"

"Shit~" Jiang Jiang was completely irritated, kicked Suo Yasong directly off the bed.

Suo Yasong was kicked unexpectedly, rolled backwards and fell down, twisted his neck, the most important thing is that he was not prepared just now, and was being kicked at the vital point.The pain made the eyes turn black, and I really thought I would die, clutching my crotch and curling up on the ground, crying.

There were thousands of turbulent waves in Jiang Jiang's heart, and his anger went straight to Baihui. He even thought about letting Suo Yasong beat him up, and he vented his anger. So revenge.

Jiang Jiang struggled hard with his wrist, "Ah~", the handcuffs were completely torn off, blood flowed from the wound on his wrist, and he didn't care to wipe it off, he took it off in twos and twos, Jiang Jiang went straight to the bathroom with his shoes on.Walking halfway, he found that he was wearing nothing but underwear, and became more angry. He turned around and punched and kicked Suo Yasong who was curled up in a ball. "Kill you dead glass."

Jiang Jiang ran to the bathroom and turned on all the lights. Several sets of lights in front of the mirror, on top of his head, and on the side walls illuminated his head brightly and clearly.The hair was completely handed off, and the scalp was light blue.What's that mess on your head?Like a ghostly talisman, it extends to the right temple, on half of the cheek. When I raise my hand to rub it, the pattern is still the original pattern, and there is no color on the back of the hand.

Jiang Jiang's eyes couldn't help but darken. Just now he said it was tattooed?Damn it, return the Eight Banners Green-haired Turtle.After spraying the soap and rubbing it vigorously with a towel, my scalp felt numb.Sure enough, he is perverted when he has money. At first, he thought he was an idiot, but he turned out to be such a vicious person. Jiang Jiang threw all the toiletries on the mirror, held his head and howled "Ah~~", How could he live with such a thing?Evil comes from the gallbladder, turned to look at the room with red eyes, "I'm going to kill you."

Suo Yasong finally climbed to the door, and was struggling to reach the doorknob, startled by this vicious declaration.Immediately afterwards, I saw Jiang Jiang running out angrily, raising his foot to step on his back, Suo Yasong immediately withdrew his hand, and was almost bent by the step, "You misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? Really?" Jiang Jiang sneered, took Suo Yasong by the back collar, dragged him to a slightly spacious place in the inner room, took a deep breath, and swung his left and right hands into fists rhythmically.Suo Yasong had no time to resist and had to hold his head in his hands and gather himself together.Hiding while being beaten, no matter what, he couldn't hide from the raindrops of fists.I didn't expect that such a thin person would have such great strength. His fists made a bang bang sound when he hit his body. Suo Yasong felt like a dilapidated leather bag. If he went on like this, he would beat himself to death sooner or later. Yes, maybe it will be leaked with a pop.

When Jiang Jiang was young, he often hung out with Da Bao, fearing that others would look down on him for being thin, so he worked hard on exercising, especially after meeting a competitor like Qian Peilin, in order to realize his dream of regaining his father and protecting him as soon as possible , I haven't missed a day of physical fitness, and my muscles are strong.

He didn't hear Suo Yasong's wailing and begging for mercy at all. He thought that it was all the vicious demonstration of that shameless man, hugging his father's complacent look, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Suo Yasong was beaten to death, and Ren Jiangjiang dragged him around.

Jiang Jiang found that the handcuffs he just broke free were not broken, but bounced away from the opening with force, so he picked them up and put them on Suo Yasong's wrists, and raised his hands above his head, facing the pig's head. He spat on his face, then tore off his shirt two or three times, hissed and tore it at the wrist, and then ripped off his pants.

Suo Yasong was awakened by the sudden cold air, "Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang, what are you going to do?"

"Oh?" Jiang Jiang half-closed his eyes, "Do you know who I am? I'm not Zhao Mingbao anymore?"

Suo Yasong was angry, so Jiang Jiang pulled off his trousers and looked him up and down, "You are still fighting against me with your body? Are you overthinking your capabilities?"

Suo Yasong was extremely wronged, I didn't fight you, you were just beating me.

"Jiang Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Jiang rubbed his wrist and sneered a few times. There were all the tattoo equipment on the table. It was obvious that Suo Yasong had already prepared for it. "It's nothing, I just want to draw a bastard on you." Jiang Jiang held the tattoo gun in his hand, pressed the switch, the drill bit drilled at high speed, and looked at Suo Yasong coldly, Suo Yasong for a moment It convulsed like being struck by lightning.

Jiang Jiang imitated the posture of Suo Yasong holding the tattoo gun and pressed his leg on the bed. Suo Yasong was not capable of him. Falling on his body, Suo Yasong cried and screamed loudly, "I'm just kidding you, please don't move, take a closer look, the ones on your head are not tattoos but paintings, really, I didn't lie to you There was black potion on the tip of the gun, and when Suo Yasong pulled it with his arms, a long black mark was drawn from the side of his waist to his arm, and Suo Yasong was sweating coldly. The lines are thick and ugly, and where they pass, the skin burns and hurts.

Jiang Jiang put away his gun and raised it to the ceiling, "What did you say?"

Taking advantage of the loss of restraint, Suo Yasong immediately screamed and hid aside, rolled under the bed, the voice was extremely harsh, Jiang Jiang frowned and straightened up, Suo Yasong also blushed in embarrassment, he also felt that his scream just now was too similar to She's a woman, but anyone who wants to get a bastard tattooed on their body will lose their composure.

Suo Yasong explained nervously, repeatedly claiming that he didn't really get the tattoo, if he did, Jiang Jiang would definitely feel pain, now it doesn't hurt at all, right?Jiang Jiang raised his head and looked at him out of the corner of his eyes, with a look of disbelief. Suo Yasong was really anxious. He only realized now that Jiang Jiang is a ruthless guy. I am afraid he will really write some messy things on him. It doesn't mean you can wash it off.Soyasong explained tremblingly, "If you don't believe me, rub it with cigarette ash, it will definitely fall off."

Jiang Jiang took out Suo Yasong's cigarette and lit it, shook out the ash calmly, rubbed it on his forehead in front of the mirror, but it didn't fall off, and turned to look at Suo Yasong.

Suo Yasong's heart was almost shrunk into one place, and he said with tears in his eyes, "Keep rubbing." Jiang Jiang snuffed out the cigarette, and Suo Yasong didn't wait for him to move, and immediately screamed and crawled to the corner of the wall, "I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you."

Suo Yasong regretted it to death. He should never have messed with this cruel guy.

Suo Yasong's swollen head and face were full of snot and tears, and he wiped his eyes with his arm from time to time. At this moment, Suo Yasong, with his bare butt and dick exposed, was carefully rubbing the top of Jiang Jiang's head with a cotton swab.Jiang Jiang was sitting on the ground with one leg crossed and the other on the ground. He glanced over from time to time, which made his heart shrink in fright. "Hey, look, it's dropped a little bit, really a little bit off." Afraid that Jiang Jiang wouldn't believe it, Suo Yasong immediately spat twice on the top of his head and wiped it harder.

Jiang Jiang resisted the annoyance, and turned his gaze to one side. From the corner of his eye, Suo Yasong's gaze was fixed on a certain place, and he followed that gaze calmly. It was Suo Yasong's coat, and half of the keys in his pocket were exposed. , delicate black flat strips, obviously handcuffed, in the shadow reflected on the wall is Soyasong raising the handcuffs to hit him, Jiang Jiang rolled his eyes, reached out and pinched his dick, Soyasong hissed "You, you, what are you going to do?"

The key was pinched in his hands, so Suo Yasong had to rub it seriously until Jiang Jiang's scalp turned red and all the black stains were washed off.Jiang Jiang threw off his belongings and wiped his hands on Suo Yasong, "You bastard, can you react to this?"

Suo Yasong was not embarrassed, "Normal men will do this when they are held for so long." "Che" Jiang Jiang disdainful, looked left and right in the mirror, although he was not very satisfied, fortunately, it finally fell off.

He stood up and let out a long breath, picked up Suo Yasong and pushed him down on the bed, followed suit, picked up the tattoo pen and wrote a lot on him.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do?" Suo Yasong dodged around in fear.

"Don't do anything, I said I want to draw a bastard. You are awkward, okay, you don't like my drawing, do you? OK, I'll write, okay?" Jiang Jiang turned the electric gun to the maximum setting, threw it on the bed, The point of the gun was pointed at Suo Yasong's face, which made him yell in fright, Jiang Jiang sneered, he knew that this incompetent man did not have the guts to take revenge, well, let him taste the taste of revenge.

Suo Yasong's shirtless and trembling appearance made people want to bully him even more. Jiang Jiang took him over calmly, and wrote words all over his body with black potion.

"What do you think I'm writing? Gossip magazines say you're an elite prince, but I think you're just a rotten ass and dead glass." Suo Yasong felt the nibs of pens across his body, crying in despair.

"Is that what you're capable of?" Jiang Jiang smiled maliciously. This child had a doormat-like face when he was young, and he would open his mouth and howl when he was wronged. As long as he threatened a few words, his eyes would turn red and tremble. With lips pursed and afraid to speak, a small man with big eyes, tears flowing like inexhaustible, a big Donald Duck painted on the front of his clothes, no matter what time he is so ridiculous.

Suo Yasong is a frequent gymnast, the texture of the muscles on his body seems to be carefully crafted, the weeping back shakes, Jiang Jiang's heart moves, and Dabao's sweaty back appears in front of his eyes, dark and Guizhou, two It is a different color, but with the [-] ghostly symbols, if you squint your eyes, you can still see it, because Suo Yasong struggled, Dabao's back disappeared happily, and the desire was gone no trace.

Jiang Jiang is a cold person in that regard, no matter how hard he forces himself, he can't stand up. When he was annoyed, he patted Suo Yasong on the back, cursing and writing, "Bitch, gay king, rotten ass, Almost all the vicious words he had to say for a lifetime were left on Soasson's back.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? How dare you look at me like that? I want to write the word dog on your face."

Suo Yasong trembled with fright and leaned back.

"Do you dare to hide? Come here."

Suo Yasong opened his eyes wide and yelled for forgiveness. He had never regretted it so much before. While saying all kinds of good things and begging, he silently swore in his heart that one day in the future, when he trampled Jiang Jiang under his feet, he would humiliate him like this. , When the time comes, let him lick his toes, let him bark like a dog, let him crawl around on all fours, and grab his shoes with his mouth.

Suo Yasong was particularly wronged. He tasted all the humiliation he had never experienced in his life overnight. He called out countless times in his heart, "Dad, Dad, where are you? Help me. I'm being bullied~" It's terrible, it's just a scene nightmare.

Suo Yasong screamed, and when he was extremely thirsty, Jiang Jiang poured water on the ground and asked him to lick it, and he licked it too, but it was mixed with the special sleeping pills he had hidden in his pocket, before he fell asleep with his eyes rolled , looking at Jiang Jiang standing in front of him with a grinning smile holding a tattoo gun.

The night was so miserable that Suo Yasong couldn't believe it was real. When he woke up, there was the stun gun next to his face. He was so scared that he yelled and backed away, only to find that his hands were tied to the legs of the bed On the bed, both feet are tied to both sides with bed sheets, and a special leather bag for the toilet is inserted on the buttocks. An alarm clock is hung on the top of the leather bag. At this moment, the bell is ringing, and the waiter outside the door is knocking on the door rhythmically. "Room service, sir, you ordered breakfast."