bodhi rose

After the autumn coolness, the seaside seems to have become cooler. Looking down, the whole bay is quiet and empty.The dark tide ironed the golden sand finely and evenly.

Liang Yiting was talking on the phone in the study on the second floor.

"What's the matter? It's been so long that you can't even do this well?"

"Mr. Liang, Dr. Lawrence was too difficult to hire. We, we persuaded and persuaded, and the money was given—"

"How much did you give? As I said, don't be stingy about this."

"The number we opened is almost enough to build a hospital!"

Liang Yiting was silent for a moment, he didn't hang up the phone, and he didn't dare to hang up on the other side first.

The housekeeper knocked on the door at this moment.

"Come in."

"Mr. Liang, here are today's newspapers and letters." After she arranged the things neatly, she automatically exited the room.

On top of the newspaper was the same envelope.

While thinking about something, Liang Yiting unconsciously picked up the envelope and weighed it in his hand, it didn't seem like it had the texture of a photo before.

"Mr. Liang." A reminder came from the other end of the phone.

Liang Yiting had long since lost interest in this series of letters, so he threw them aside.He said to the other end of the phone: "You can contact Ah Qi to handle this matter, he knows what to do."

Sure enough, within three days, Ah Qi told him on the phone that everything was done.

Liang Yiting didn't observe the process carefully, but he knew some methods.

Ah Qi asked: "Is Mr. Liang going to Italy in person, or do you want to 'invite' Dr. Lawrence directly?"

Liang Yiting thought for a while, and said: "In the end, we have something to ask for, and we need to be somewhat sincere, so let's visit the door in person."

On the same day, he went to Li Wenjia's residence again.

It was getting late, and under the lights in the living room, Li Wenjia was holding Jingyun's textbook and accompanied him to recite the text.

Jingyun got stuck on the recitation, and he didn't have a word for a long time, so he recited the next sentence in a correct and emotional way.

The clean and soft voice seems to have a magical power in the quiet evening, piercing through time and returning to his youthful age.

When I was with Liang Yiting, I also did homework together and recited the text together.

Through the wide glass windows on the roof, you can see the stars all over the sky.Under the dark blue and quiet sky, they played and wrote their homework in the warm bedding room. You talked to each other, intermittently reciting "The spring river tide connects the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea coexists with the tide..."

This is almost the easiest one to memorize. In my memory, it will always have a kind of rhythm, beautiful and lingering, lingering on the starry sky outside the glass window, in the dark blue sky, and burned into the depths of my memory together .

Liang Yiting leaned against the edge of the armrest of the sofa not far away, watched for an unknown amount of time, and met his eyes, colliding with each other.

Did he also remember something.

Will he still remember?

Li Wenjia closed the textbook and said to Jingyun: "Consolidate it tomorrow morning, and rest early today."

When facing Liang Yiting, he just nodded in greeting, then helped Jingyun get a change of clothes, and took him to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jing Yun took a shower and asked, "Father, did you quarrel with Uncle Liang?"

Li Wenjia paused for a moment while wiping his back, "How did you know that?"

"I just feel it."

"..."

"No matter what, I'm on your side, Dad. Although Uncle Liang can sign me, but the signature doesn't mean anything."

Li Wenjia smiled: "We didn't quarrel, children don't care about adults' business."

"Oh." Jing Yun stopped talking.

After coaxing him to bed and fall asleep, it was already getting late.The only outsider, Mama Zhang, has entered old age. She has already returned to sleep in the side room following the living habits of the elderly.

After taking a shower, Li Wenjia came out in her pajamas.

Liang Yiting was still watching TV on the sofa in the living room, and turned to look at him.

As if in a hazy mist, he walked towards him, just an unavoidable step, and he slowly pulled away his belt.

Liang Yiting looked at him, without any reaction for a moment, as if he was confused.

Li Wenjia suddenly took off his clothes completely, and his slender and white body leaned slightly, as if he was staring at her. His silky black hair and glass-colored eyes were gorgeous enough to make people dizzy for a while.

Everything that was going to happen was so logical, as if the work was done step by step, they quickly kissed together.

The flat fabric on the sofa became messy, and the white and naked body undulated in the brightly colored fabric, and those slender and clean hands caressed his waist, slowly descending, and stayed on his hips.Then the distinct finger bones gradually protruded, kneading the two balls of white meat until they turned red.

Li Wenjia leaned on him, closed his eyes and groaned. Because of the excessive pain, he subconsciously moved forward and rubbed against the hard object under his crotch.

Liang Yiting took a deep breath, held his waist again, and pushed him down a little.

Just like this, he swayed up and down slightly, and his entire spine was full of obscenity.As if realizing that such an action was too erotic, Li Wenjia opened his eyes.

Liang Yiting's Adam's apple slipped, and his voice was particularly abrupt: "I don't have to do this kind of thing today."

"..."

"I came here to tell you, get ready in these two days and go to Italy together, the doctor has confirmed."

Li Wenjia stopped his movements and looked at him in disbelief.

Liang Yiting looked at him, and said: "You were still sick two days ago, and your health probably isn't right, but..."

He squeezed his buttocks lightly and gently, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth showed a seductive air: "You made it up, like just now, until it ejaculates, I won't go in."

Li Wenjia was slightly surprised, but soon subsided.He sensed his bad taste, and although he didn't like it, it's better to have sex that isn't substantive.

After pausing for a moment, he stood up slightly, pressed his penis against his genitals, rubbed back and forth slowly and vigorously, and after a few strokes, the junction was wet with body fluids.

While maintaining this posture, he was pulled down to kiss intermittently while moving, but after moving for a long time, the hard pestle pressed against his private parts did not show any intention of venting, but became even more rigid.This method seems to be scratching the surface and useless.

Not long after feeling tired, Li Wenjia straightened her body, knelt down on both sides of his waist, inserted his penis into the gap between his buttocks, and clamped his buttocks tightly.

With his fingers resting on his chest, he straightened his waist and looked at him.In the endless movements, he touched it bit by bit, and finally touched Liang Yiting's face.

And a moment later, his fingers moved between his neck and suddenly grabbed his neck!

This kind of action is too presumptuous, maybe he will be thrown off by him in the next moment.

But in the end it didn't.Probably because he really didn't seem like he could really strangle him to death.

Li Wenjia tightened his fingers bit by bit, and the hard and hot thing throbbed between his buttocks.

There was a strange light in Liang Yiting's eyes as he looked at him, like a flower blooming in the lingering evil spirit, fatally sexy.

Li Wenjia took a deep breath, twisted his hips and tightened them, and even tried his best to close the knees bent on both sides of him. After a few seconds, he let go of his hands, and a hot stream rushed out from between his buttocks, gradually soaking his entire buttocks.He suddenly convulsed, and juice dripped out from his front end without any stimulation.

Liang Yiting's scorching palm suddenly grabbed him, and Li Wenjia shuddered again, and under his fingertips, he shot every drop.

In Milan in November, the humid westerly wind blows from the ocean, brewing into a dense drizzle in the air, which falls on the bustling streets where people pass through.

More than 40 kilometers away from Milan, there is a private manor built in 1568. The Renaissance-style building has an ancient atmosphere, and the style is unified with the interior of the home. Gorgeous chandeliers, scarlet velvet curtains, medieval oil paintings... The balcony faces Lake Como, at this time, the rainwater floated into the lake, causing slight ripples, gray waterfowl hovering low, and the air was filled with a faint smell of rosemary.

All is uneventful.

After the manor was taken over, there were no idlers, only Doctor Lawrence, the housekeeper, the cook, and a few bodyguards headed by Ah Qi.

Liang Yiting adhered to the gentle way of hospitality, and "invited" Dr. Lawrence to have a rest here. He was generous and thoughtful, because he was really "sincere".

But Dr. Lawrence was very unruly and ungrateful, and when he saw him, he was aggressive, baring his teeth and claws, with half-long blond hair flying around, and swearing like a cannonball in American English, four or five fucks in one sentence.

Liang Yiting waited for him to finish cursing before calmly replying to what he said, "Your Joey is fine now, we just arranged another travel itinerary for him."

With the same standard American accent as Dr. Lawrence, he smiled and said, "Why don't you let him say hello to you now?"

He called Ah Qi, turned on the phone, and a cute boy with short red hair appeared on the screen. He could see the sun was shining brightly over there. The boy's facial features filled the screen, and there were a few playful freckles on his cheeks.

"Joy!" Lawrence shouted excitedly.

"Hi, Lawrence!" The young man showed his white teeth and laughed loudly, "I'm your Joey. I'm fine now, and I'm on vacation on a hot island! Ah, I don't know which island it is, but please don't worry about me. Heal Mr. Liang well, eh, son? Because he is so beautiful! Make sure to let him live well!"

"Our purpose was very clear from the beginning, and there was no malice." Liang Yiting threw the phone into his hand, "Half of the commission has already been paid into your account, and the full amount will be paid after the end."

After a long journey, Jing Yun finally woke up from a dream and found himself in a strange environment again.

"Dad, I want to sleep with you." He hugged the quilt and sat up, his voice was soft, his expression was lonely, and he was immersed in the fear and melancholy of the unknown brought about by the new environment.

Before Li Wenjia could speak, Liang Yiting's face appeared in his sight, "Jingyun's classmates are also like you, do they need to sleep with their parents to sleep?"

Jingyun was embarrassed by the question, his face turned red and he lowered his head, and said stiffly, "No! I just, just feel a little uncomfortable for a while..."

Looking around, it was so gorgeous that it was unreal, just like the ancient castle inhabited by vampires, which made him a little panicked. Of course, it would be embarrassing to say this, and it would be ridiculous to adults, and there is nothing to say.

Li Wenjia half-hugged him, and did not go along with Liang Yiting too much, nor did he directly agree to Jing Yun's request, the steps at night were nothing more than the same, in fact, it was no different from before.

"Father's bedroom is next to yours. If you are really scared at night, just ring this bell, and I will come to accompany you when I hear it." Li Wenjia said in a compromise, pressing a number to signal him.

"Okay." Jing Yun buried his face in the quilt, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he was too embarrassed to ask for more.

Doctor Lawrence waited for a while at the door with arms folded. Seeing that they were talking about the same thing, he flicked the corner of his jacket and walked over.

Li Wenjia stood up from the edge of the bed, and said in a confirmation voice: "Doctor Lawrence?"

While speaking, he stretched out his right hand towards him.

Lawrence glanced at him, then extended his right hand and shook hands with him.The hand was slender and bony, the palm was a little rough, and the five fingers were evenly forceful, and it was so heavy that it made people frown for a moment when they were grasped suddenly.

Lawrence didn't look at him again, took out the gold-rimmed glasses from his jacket pocket, and walked towards Jingyun, "Is this child a patient? Your son?"

"Yes."

"I heard that the heart is not very good?" He took out the stethoscope.

Jing Yun watched the tall, blond young man bend slightly, sticking the cold metal to his heart through his pajamas, and remained motionless.

"Heart transplanted..."

Doctor Lawrence paused, and let out an oh.

Li Wenjia's English is still very rusty when he really communicates. He recognized his tone, and said carefully: "There has been no problem with the heart so far, so I can have the energy to help him heal hermaphroditism. I heard that you are A very authoritative expert in this field, please find a way to help us, please!"

Lawrence put away his stethoscope and stroked his soft, drooping blond hair: "After the jet lag is adjusted and the condition recovers, I still need to go to a major hospital for a comprehensive examination to make sure that my heart is really fine before I can make arrangements."

Dr. Lawrence didn't mention anything more, but these words still made Li Wenjia feel uneasy, even very unlucky, with a bad premonition.

The empty and ancient house does appear lonely and a little gloomy after the people have dispersed. Even though the fire is burning in the fireplace and the drizzle is gentle outside, these are extremely strange.

Liang Yiting walked down the stairs side by side with him, and when he was about to leave at the corner, his fingers were suddenly pulled, and he looked at him in surprise, with a smile on his lips.

Li Wenjia's hands were extremely cold, "I may not understand what Lawrence said just now, can you translate it for me again?"

"After adjusting the jet lag and resting enough, take Jingyun to the hospital for a full-body examination. If there is no problem, he will formulate a treatment plan." Liang Yiting recounted it to him in Chinese, and said: "The transportation here is very convenient, and the city is very convenient. There is a large hospital in the center, and the equipment should be complete, so you don’t have to worry about how to arrange it.”

Li Wenjia ignored him, thinking about his translated words word by word, almost to the point of nervousness, trying to confirm over and over again that there was no such thing as a bad heart in the words.

Although Dr. Lawrence was full of resentment, he calmed down a lot after confirming that Joey was safe.

After getting along with each other in the next few days, it can be seen that Li Wenjia is a very harmless type, and that child...beautiful and sympathetic.It's unbelievable that he would feel pity in his heart!

For the sake of money, he raised his head and blew out the smoke ring, so don't worry about it anymore.

The manor's chef picks spices in the flower beds beside him.Holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, he asked aloud, "Hey, what's for dinner?"

The chef reported the names of a series of dishes.Lawrence regretfully pressed his cigarette butt on the wrought iron handrail, "My Joey, listening to music, drinking beer and massaging a growing cow must taste good, but you can't taste it. Damn it! Where did they tie you up to?"

Liang Yiting drove Li Wenjia out of the door and asked him to identify the nearby routes, including the location of the hospital where Jingyun will be treated.

"If you feel bored, you can go out for a walk by yourself." Liang Yiting said.

He has something to do, he can work in the manor, and even take the opportunity to take care of the gaming industry that has been sporadically invested in several neighboring countries in Europe.And Li Wenjia has nothing to do except accompany Jingyun, and Jingyun sleeps most of the time.

He is very silent, so silent that no one can see any emotions, can't understand, can't control.

Maybe it's just overthinking.

Liang Yiting parked the car and opened a dark gray umbrella.

The temperature was in the early [-]s, and he was wearing a BossSelection dark plaid coat. The hem of the coat fluttered in the wind. AlexanderMcqueen's unique skeleton umbrella handle set off his slender fingers. It was so white that it glared, and it had a cold and gorgeous look. demon.

Walking on Montenapoleone Avenue, the fashion capital of the world, he is like a fashionable gentleman who walked directly off the catwalk, but he also has the characteristics of a medieval aristocrat, with magnificent black hair and sharp lip lines, as if a cold and arrogant blood has survived. A hundred years of time see the light of day again.

Li Wenjia held up the same umbrella, and kept a certain distance from him and walked slowly. Before he knew what he was going to do here, he was led into a shop on the street.

Before he could stand still, the elderly tailor stepped forward to help him take off his coat, took a soft ruler and began to measure the width of his shoulders, while Liang Yiting sat beside him drinking tea with his legs crossed, smiling with his chin in his hands looking at.

He seems to have traveled to various countries in Europe, and he has always been quite gifted in languages, so he can speak some Italian and can converse fluently with the people around him.Li Wenjia was immersed in his thoughts, recalling that when he was young, he parroted his tongue and imitated the northeast accent he used when calling his mother.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

Liang Yiting's gaze stayed on him after that glance.

Afterwards, the two went to the department store. When they passed the rows of jewelry counters, he even had the urge to buy a ring and put it directly on his ring finger.It was like an oath of ownership, and also like the embodiment of some kind of uneasiness. He wanted a pair of shackles that could firmly surround him.

Reason made him suppress that impulse, and he stopped at another counter next to the jewelry counter.

Li Wenjia raised his head and scanned around, then asked, "Do you want to buy perfume?"

Liang Yiting hummed expressionlessly.

The teller immediately brought out several men's perfumes for trial, "Which style do you want, sir?"

Liang Yiting pulled Li Wenjia over, "Come and choose!"

"I do not need……"

Liang Yiting didn't know why he would come to buy perfume out of nowhere.He doesn't use perfume, but people have already stood here.

"You can choose if you choose."

Li Wenjia was a little embarrassed, so he stopped talking and followed the clerk to smell one by one. He only wanted to buy one to deal with it, but he smelled a slightly familiar smell of wind.

He didn't remember where he had smelled a similar smell, but he only remembered that this smell contained a kind of gentleness, broad and soothing.Raising his eyes to look at Liang Yiting, in this faint fragrance, even his brows and eyes seemed to be flowing tenderly.

"Love of the wind?" the clerk asked.

"Ah."

After Liang Yiting paid, Li Wenjia handed him the perfume bag.

When we went back, it was already dark, and the air was filled with thick mist. The ancient Victorian gas lamps in front of the manor had been lit, casting dense light.

The heavy door with intricate patterns opened slowly, and the sound of horseshoes came from behind the door. The butler tightened the reins, and a carriage stopped in front of them.

Someone opened the door for them and parked the car in the garage, and they changed into an old-fashioned carriage and drove slowly all the way to the castle in the manor.

The castle is already brightly lit, the fireplace is still burning, and the crystal chandelier is shining. In the center of the hall is a long table covered with a clean white tablecloth, and someone is wiping a goblet to display the tableware.

Jingyun was still sleeping in the room, Li Wenjia went to see him, and after going downstairs, he ordered the kitchen to make some light porridge for supper when Jingyun woke up at night.

In the end, only Liang Yiting, Li Wenjia and Dr. Lawrence were seated on the wide dining table. Three candles were burning in the candlestick on the table, and the butler in a tuxedo poured red wine for them respectively.Liang Yiting was calm and composed, quite used to this kind of service, while Lawrence was immersed in the food, the knives and forks made a clanking sound, and he would give a few compliments when he was particularly satisfied with the food.

Li Wenjia didn't make any sound during the meal, just like an invisible person, the knife cut the steak a little bit, and saw that it was not cooked, and still didn't touch a bite, even if it was really delicious and different.

He simply ate a few mouthfuls of vegetarian food, then he finished his dinner and went upstairs to rest.

He had nothing else to do at night, so he dug out an idle book from his luggage, and read it slowly while lying down after washing.

Probably because it is far away from the city center, it is very quiet outside the window, there are no neon lights and the like, the night is like a pool of stagnant water, six or seven o'clock is already like late night and early morning.

When the drowsiness gradually hit, he followed his instinct and closed his eyes. He didn't even bother to raise his hand to turn off the light. As if he was extremely tired, he fell into a deep sleep not long after.

He had a dream, stepping barefoot in a shallow cove scattered with broken stones, the sea water was bitingly cold, and it was a dark and cloudy winter day.Alone, he walked forward step by step. There was no shortcut, and no one could help him. Even he himself didn't know why every step hurt so much, and he still kept going forward, why he couldn't stop.

On the endless sea, misty and thick fog, he finally saw a bunch of flowers in front of him.Pulling himself together, he quickened his pace and walked up, bowed his head for a moment, only to find that it was a floating coffin inlaid with flowers, in which Jingyun was lying quietly with his eyes closed.

Li Wenjia sat up in a jerk, the book she was writing on her chest fell to the floor, and she was sweating profusely and panting heavily.

A bell sounded in the distance, and he glanced at the time in a daze, only three hours had passed.

The night was only just beginning.

In the suffocating silence, he stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, and buried his ten fingers deep into his hair. It was a little difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality. He still had a biting coldness on his body, as if he had reached the end, there was no way to go, everything It's all over, alone, with nothing to love.

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door, but Li Wenjia didn't make a sound, and the door opened by itself.

Liang Yiting was wearing dark silk satin pajamas, his half-dry hair was brushed back, a little messy, he walked to his side and smiled: "I knew it, you can't fall asleep so early."

Li Wenjia rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand, and found some water stains. He breathed hissingly, as if his lungs were suffering from a serious disease, and his chest felt painful like being grabbed by sharp claws.

Then put down his hand calmly, Liang Yiting approached him, stroked his messy hair with his slender fingers, a gentle fragrance came over his face and enveloped him.

The tip of Li Wenjia's nose twitched, and he raised his eyelashes slightly, Liang Yiting bent down, pinched his chin, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

Those eyes were black and bright, the corners of the eyes were slightly tilted, and there was a small passionate and beautiful mole of tears, as if looking at him with precious and precious affection, then he pressed the electric bell beside the bed and asked the kitchen to send A midnight snack.

"I see you didn't eat much for dinner. If you didn't sleep, you should be hungry now."

Li Wenjia took a slow breath, and the pain in the internal organs gradually dissipated, replaced by a numb sinking and exhaustion.

It didn't take long before someone delivered exquisite food, a steak dripping with sauce, steaming hot, garnished with fresh lemons and cherry tomatoes, plus a plate of fruit and two glasses of clear champagne.

A long time ago, he seemed to have hoped for a similar situation in his heart, from Liang Yiting's trivial and unaffected tenderness. Next, they should drink and eat while chatting intimately. The topic could be between schoolwork and classmates. It can also be some private love words.

Of course, all of this never happened, and now, Li Wenjia has lost interest in it, and even extremely rejects it.Liang Yiting's words received no response.

Physical relationships, that's all.

It's just that, it's actually the best.He didn't want to go any deeper, and he didn't want to have any emotional entanglements with him.

That's how it was thought of in the beginning, wasn't it.

Liang Yiting cut off a piece of beef, put the fork to his lips, and said, "This time it's fully cooked."

Li Wenjia took the fork from him, "I can do it myself." He bit down the piece of beef and ate it, then lowered his head and slowly cut into pieces.

Liang Yiting took a sip of champagne, stood up and went to the French window to look at the cold pool-like night.

Li Wenjia took a few bites and asked vaguely, "Do I need to brush my teeth?"

"Ok?"

Li Wenjia didn't repeat herself, put aside the food she didn't want to eat, got up and went to the bathroom to clean it.

Liang Yiting stood alone for a while, picked up the fork he had used, and ate a piece of honeydew melon in the remaining fruit plate.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Wenjia walked out of the bathroom barefoot, covered in steam, and walked up to him.

Liang Yiting looked at him for a while, but couldn't bear it for long, and pushed him onto the bed, pressing him down.

His hand stretched in from his hem, caressing every inch of his skin, and at the same time completely unwrapped the half-covered bathrobe.The soft lips kissed his vigorously, and the flexible tongue went deep in, entangled with him.

The naked parts of the two bodies were close to each other, rubbing each other repeatedly, a flame was gradually burning, mixed with a little pain and great pleasure.

Li Wenjia was breathlessly kissed, his nose was filled with the strange and familiar scent of perfume, every pore was opened, and when things were held between his legs, his scalp was numb with the long-lost pleasure , bent his legs and rubbed them against the sheets, and was about to come out almost immediately.

Perhaps there is something wrong with the body in this respect, otherwise it would be impossible to...

Li Wenjia gasped, his mind went blank.

"Baby..." Liang Yiting rubbed the sticky semen between his buttocks, bit his ear, and whispered: "You want it, don't you?"

He lowered his head to bite his chest again, and Li Wenjia moaned "Ah...".

Liang Yiting sucked his nipple, and slowly buried his wet fingers into his body.

"Yeah..." Pleasure filled every pore, and his lower body was raised again, glowing wetly.

Trying his best to hold back his groans, but he couldn't erase the pleasure of the body. The satisfaction brought by the lingering fusion is an incomparable experience, just like the seven souls and six souls were broken up, mixed into his body, and rearranged , he became more and more substantial, and Liang Yiting was tightly integrated in his soul, becoming a part, and he could perceive everything about him, and he was not alone anymore.

Inserting three fingers to the end of the fingers, Li Wenjia groaned intermittently. When he stopped moving, he opened his eyes and looked at him. His lips moved slightly. The next moment, the finger suddenly twitched, quickly moving in and out of his acupuncture point, slightly The bent index finger knuckle repeatedly rubbed against the sensitive point inside.

Li Wenjia straightened up instantly, and moaned unbearably through his throat.

"Hmm! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Are you comfortable?"

"Hmm... aha..."

"tell me."

"I, I want... ah..." He couldn't finish his words, curled up his toes, and raised his hips violently to cater to his thrusting.

Liang Yiting suddenly pulled out his fingers, replaced the painfully hard penis under his crotch, stabbed it straight into his wet vagina, leaned forward, and wedged it all in.

Li Wenjia shivered for a while, hugged his shoulders, raised his legs and wrapped them around his waist, heaved up and down with the impact, moaning sometimes light and sometimes heavy, with a breathless and charming voice in the waves.The entwined breath was filled with tenderness and lingering taste, which even made him forget who he really was, looking for his lips to kiss.

Liang Yiting slowed down his lower body movements, Li Wenjia closed his eyes tightly, immersed in the kiss with him, and ran his fingers across his back to feel every inch of his texture.

"... Come in again." He buried himself on his shoulder, his body trembled with the next movement, it was Liang Yiting who inserted in again, filling him completely.

"Don't go out..." His voice was stained with a slight cry, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "...don't leave me, please, don't..."

"Don't do that to me..."

Liang Yiting was about to go crazy, he couldn't utter a word of swear words or love words for a moment, he just pushed him down hard, pulled his legs apart, straightened his waist and kept bumping.

Li Wenjia was almost pushed off the edge of the bed by him, her body was flushed, and even the corners of her eyes were red.He half covered his face with his hands, and felt a little tide when he climaxed.

Liang Yiting's figure gradually became clear again, and he continued to attack. Li Wenjia was panting, and when his mind was slightly clear, he stopped his uncontrollable emotions, his body swayed in response to his movements, and his eyes looked at him lazily.

"...You made me very ill." He murmured.

The whole room is filled with unscrupulous obscene sounds, the sound of flesh hitting during sex, the sound of sticky water and the perverted moaning and panting of two men.

This scene is a thousand times more terrifying than the fantasy scene of vampires haunting and sucking human blood.

A person's limbs can be twisted to such an extent, his... his father is more enchanting than a monster.

Jing Yun shrank behind the door, his whole body froze because of this scene, unable to make any reaction.

It was the first time he saw such a father, so beautiful that it was terrifying.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows like a mirror reflect the scene of the two people having a fierce sex. Liang Yiting also has an extremely charming face, with a raised back and contoured muscles, and two white and well-proportioned legs wrapped around a narrow waist. His toes are cramped curled up.He clamped his father's waist and swung his hips vigorously. The familiar voice turned into an extremely strange moan, which was both painful and exhilarating. At this moment, the two flat and small things were red and swollen, and they were moist and watery. Liang Yiting stretched out his hand, played with and tugged them like a woman, and then leaned over to take those points into his mouth.

After a while, he pulled him up, and Li Wenjia fell into his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and completely wrapped his limbs around his body.

The moment he saw his face, Jing Yun felt that his heart was no longer working and wanted to jump out of his throat.

There seemed to be something between the two of them.

Li Wenjia closed his eyes, pressed his face against his, and his body rose and fell with his movements. His long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his ten fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulder, drawing several bloodstains.He seemed to be suffering some kind of torture, but the groans that escaped his mouth were clearly wanting to die, and he was completely addicted to it.

That face was dyed in the spring colors, with delicate and dark eyebrows, red and full lips, as beautiful as red cherry blossoms in March, but in the mirror reflection of the French windows behind it was another extremely hideous and ugly scene, the smooth back all the way down, snow-white Between his buttocks, that ugly, masculine thing keeps going in and out of his little mouth, which is supposed to be used for...

Jing Yun took a few steps back very lightly, and his still heart beat again. He resisted some discomfort, walked and crawled back to his room, and closed the door forcefully.

In the silence, he suddenly retched, thinking that he might die.

Just like certain smells or foods that one is naturally disgusted with, from the first moment she saw that man, Jing Yun had all negative emotions towards him.

Although I restrained this emotion in the follow-up, sometimes my intuition is so accurate.What people hate instinctively is often exactly what is restrained by themselves.

This man is his natural enemy, his existence is to eat away and erode everything he owns.And his everything is only his father... He is like that, devouring his only one with a devilish viciousness and filthiness.

After a few days of rest, Jing Yun had already had enough sleep, and the physical examination was scheduled for the next few days, so he couldn't escape it.

Hypnotized that what he sees at night is only a dream, but he can no longer deceive himself and others because of his disgust for Liang Yiting.

The surrounding environment was unfamiliar, and this was his first time abroad, so it seemed reasonable to become taciturn, and Li Wenjia's thoughtful reassurance was only due to his fear of strangers.

Strange language, different blond hair and blue eyes, cold equipment, unknown illness...

He could hear his own heartbeat, dull and slow, and his fingers were cold, motionless and at his disposal.

The drizzle stopped in the evening, and the clear raindrops slipped from the white petals and rolled into the soil, bringing out the fragrance of the vegetation.

The manor is very large, and it is also interesting to take a stroll around in a carriage. There are lakes and hillsides, as well as scattered European ancient buildings and a sea of ​​calla lilies. time.

At first glance, the sea of ​​flowers is full of delicate whiteness, mixed with fresh green, as if you can smell the long-lost spring breath.

The carriage gradually stopped.

The meticulously groomed flowers are decorated with clear raindrops, and each petal is smooth and delicate like white porcelain. Jing Yun stepped on the soil carefully and reached out to touch it.

Liang Yiting supported a flower and stroked the petals: "If you like it, pick some and put them in a vase."

Li Wenjia did not move.

Liang Yiting smiled, and directly took off the stick under his hand.

"It's something that's meant to please people. It's the same wherever it blooms." He picked out a whole bouquet that bloomed extraordinarily freshly, and finally handed the bouquet to Li Wenjia.

Li Wenjia held a bouquet of calla lilies and stood there