The plot turns every day

Zheng Chang, who grew up in a ravine and has never seen the big world, can only watch action movies occasionally. He didn't know that there is a place in this world called a love-interest theme hotel, and there is a room specially decorated for that. What, the dog's eyes were blinded when he came to the scene suddenly.

Fuck!A big bed in the shape of a pink heart!

Fuck!The bright red gauze around the bed was fluttering in the flickering candlelight! !

Damn it!There are rose petals everywhere, balloons, electric sticks, and sticks. Is this for stepping on or using?

Zheng Chang completely ignored Zhong Lichuan's last words, looked at the tall man lying sideways on the chaise longue with strange eyes and said in surprise, "This is your bedroom? It's nice to sleep with a beautiful woman at three o'clock. You lie on it like this - don't you think it's abnormal?"

Zhong Lichuan laughed angrily, knowing that the other party was rude and couldn't understand the hint, so he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the bed, and ordered bluntly: "You! Lie on the bed and show yourself."

Seeing the other party obediently take two quick steps and pounce on the bed, Zhong Lichuan's complexion brightened a little. Thinking that this man is about to use Zheng Lang's body to make a seductive gesture that he has never done before, he suddenly feels a little excited.

"Oh my god, this bed is so soft!" Zheng Chang bounced and rolled twice on the kingsize pink bed, then tilted his head and dug his earholes with his little finger, and at the same time looked at Zhong Lichuan and asked with a blank expression, "Since the bed is so soft!" What? I don't understand."

He didn't understand that word, but the meaning of the other party was quite clear. Zheng Chang was just pretending to be stupid. People who are not very shrewd don't need acting skills to play stupid. This forced Elite Zhong to choke out three vulgar words from between his teeth: "Myself!" Fuck!"

"Why!" Zheng Chang hopped his feet as if he had a conditioned reflex in his neck. After objecting, he thought that he was obedient and obedient when he agreed to go out. , the color of this room has changed too—”

Seeing Zhong Lichuan's raised brows, Zheng Chang quickly swallowed the perverted words in a timely manner, and changed his words: "You're too cute, too young, and I'm not used to being too young. There's nothing to stimulate... At least, playboy give me a copy?"

Zhong Lichuan suddenly felt a bit of a headache, and he didn't know if it was the sequelae of rolling down the stairs or he couldn't get used to Zheng Lang's impeccably perfect face showing such a mangy expression.

"There's another room at the opposite door." He raised his chin and pointed at it with a cold face, but didn't get up, and let Zheng Chang go out to check, anyway, it was impossible to escape.

Sure enough, as soon as Zheng Chang went out, he poked his head around and wanted to find a way to escape, but he found himself in a closed basement. At the end of the upward stairs was a high-end iron door, which could never be opened with a brick. A class and no handle to open the door.

Downstairs, there are only two rooms, a pink room, and the one opposite... Zheng Chang only stretched his neck for a glance, then shivered and shrank back.

The color is normal, gray walls, black bed and white bedding, but why is there a long whip hanging on the wall? !Why is there an iron chain hanging on the bed? !As for the purpose of the dark brown leather thongs on the white quilt and the arm-thick candles, he no longer wanted to think about it, so he closed the door quickly.

Helpless, Zheng Chang had no choice but to wander back to the pink room with his head downcast. When he entered the door, he saw Zhong Lichuan sneering at him.

"Aren't you going to run away?" He asked knowingly and deliberately poured cold water on it, "The door can only be opened from the outside, and no one can hear you without my permission. If you want to go out-dream!"

"Is it true that the door cannot be opened from the inside? People outside can't hear the movement here?" Zheng Chang repeated like a parrot.

"Hehe," Zhong Lichuan replied with a sneer rich in connotations, and then teased with a wicked charm, "So, don't be shy, let's act."

"But how can you notify the outside to open the door?" Zheng Chang turned his eyes to the left and said to him.

"Which mountain have you traveled through and never seen a mobile phone or a telephone? Stop talking nonsense, lie down and go to work!" I have to say that Zhong Lichuan is indeed telling the truth, half of it.

Zheng Chang is from the mountains, but now there are mobile phones, telephones, TVs and even wifi in the mountains, okay? Otherwise, where would he go to watch island country action movies? Zhong Lichuan didn’t expect there to be—[Youth from the Mountain Village] is not simple and honest synonym for .

As soon as he heard the clear answer, Zheng Chang rushed towards Zhong Lichuan like a vicious dog. Although Zheng Lang's body was a little gentle and delicate, he couldn't stand it. Currently, it was filled with Zheng Chang's rough soul, fighting one-on-one. How can one fight for one's life against a man with bandages on his head, a plaster cast on his hands, and an injured spine that makes him unable to walk, or a semi-disabled person with hemiplegia?

It was too late, then it was too late, Zheng Chang first searched and grabbed the phone, then pulled out the phone line next to him and cut it, and finally rushed to the next door to get a leather rope and whip, and waved Zhong Lichuan in his hand, shaking his shoulders and laughing wildly: "Bahahaha, This is called that time turns and stars move, Feng Shui takes turns!"

This is called treating a person in the same way as the person!Zhong Lichuan subconsciously wanted to refute Zheng Chang's ignorance, and then suddenly he yelled, "Presumptuous! How dare you?!"

"I dare, why don't you dare? Anyway, no one can hear you if you yell out your throat. I'm helping your old lover with a baby. It's very tiring and bad. Let me taste what it's like to be a man. You guys The rich people here have a lot of tricks, tsk tsk tsk..." Zheng Chang walked slowly towards the wounded person on the chaise longue with a dandy look.

Zhong Lichuan, who couldn't stand the severe pain in his tailbone, looked at the mobile phone that Zheng Chang threw to the farthest corner of the room, regretting it, but it was not his life creed to sit and wait for death. Even in the most critical moment, he still put on a dignified look. With a cold posture, he threatened: "You should think about it. If you can act here today, I will let you out to act. If you dare to touch me, then you will never go out again in your life."

"I've made up my mind. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. Life is too short to enjoy yourself in time." Zheng Chang recited the lines that suddenly came into his mind from which script, and at the same time threw himself on Zhong Lichuan, who was half lying on his stomach. The scissor legs clamped his feet and tried to tie his struggling one arm and plaster hand behind his back with a leather rope.

Then, he gritted his teeth and scolded in the midst of Mr. Zhong's furious scolding: "The next door to Ma Li, play you a ghost! I can't get out for the rest of my life, and I can't get out with you! I'm a devil!" It’s not bad for a lonely star to be buried with a rich man like you. Fuck you first! Then kill you, heh heh, let’s see who is more cruel than someone with bare feet and shoes on!”

Zhong Lichuan wanted to resist vigorously, but suddenly remembered that Zheng Chang still had his child in his belly, and he hesitated. Zheng Lang had disappeared, and he didn't know if he could come back. This vulgar two hundred and five with his shell going to give birth? !

Thinking of this, Zhong Lichuan suddenly felt chills, and the chance to escape was fleeting, and when he realized it, he found that he had been placed in a position lying on his stomach with his hands cut behind his back!

Zheng Chang triumphantly stretched out his hand to pat Zhong Lichuan's peach, deliberately touched his crotch and teased in a bewitching tone: "Hey, this shape is pretty good, I don't know how it tastes like?"