On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

When they were together, they didn't seem to be completely insecure. When they were compatible with each other, they also had the pleasure that even their souls trembled to the extreme.Sheng Chuan's desire for money is always greater than these things, but at this time another cluster of unknown wildfires sprouted in his heart, and began to burn more and more intensely.

He lowered his head slightly, and then bit the gloomy collar, the scorching breath slowly engulfed his ears like smoke, and gently pulled, revealing the man's thin and bony shoulders.

Sheng Chuan's voice suddenly became hoarse, with low magnetism: "Ayu..."

He was calling his name, as if nothing had happened, like when they were in love at the beginning, they always had the tenderness of the rib bone, like a dense net, slowly wrapping the depression, impenetrable.

Shen Yu covered his ears, shook his head nervously, then muttered something incomprehensible, turned around and wanted to escape from Sheng Chuan's arms, but he was pressed down by the man from behind, directly touching Piao The edge of the window sill.

Sullen is like a cat with fury hair, his body tensed up instantly, and he recited the words he scolded Shen Run at the beginning: "Little Yezhong...Little Yezhong...Little Yezhong..."

Just like a neuropathy.

Normal people would not be interested in doing anything when they saw him like this.

Sheng Chuan ignored him, his gentle and gentle eyes flashed under the light—white light, a bit like a fox, in a piece of fine light, and then kissed along the back of his white neck—to the side of his face, warm lips and teeth He grabbed his earlobe, and secretly bit it hard. This action was like pressing a switch, and his gloomy body was suddenly drained of strength, almost slipping down.

Sheng Chuan is not a young master who does not touch the spring water with his fingers. His body looks thin, but under the clothes, the muscles of the upper body are smooth and beautiful. He is so depressed that he has no resistance and is pressed against the window by him. Except for the bright neon lights outside, There was a lot of traffic, and the glass clearly reflected the gloomy facial features, as well as the movements of the man behind him.

Shen Yu seems to be really confused now, and the language system is out of control. First, he scolded Xiao Yezhong incoherently, and then scolded bad women, but he still failed to stop Sheng Chuan's movements, and finally he couldn't even stand firmly.

Sullen sideways face pressed against the cold glass, red eyes trembling and shaking his head with difficulty, fingernails scratched red marks on Sheng Chuan's arm.

Summer is almost over. Although I can't feel the outside climate, I can already see a bit of autumn, and the ginkgo leaves underneath are falling to the ground.

Shen Yu used to cry out that it hurts every time he did it, but it didn't necessarily mean it was really painful, he just wanted Sheng Chuan to coax him.

You can regard him as a naive child who sometimes makes a lot of unreasonable behaviors in order to win the attention of adults.

The cold glass has gradually warmed up because the warm palm has been pressed against it for too long. Sheng Chuan kissed his gloomy lips, blocked all his messy curse words, and then dragged him staggeringly down on the bedding. Suddenly, the bright red rose petals fell on Shen Yu's body due to the elasticity, and some fell directly to the ground.

No matter what Sheng Chuan did, he was always slow and slow, but when he kissed, he was always fierce and fierce, with a little ruthlessness, so depressed that he could only open his teeth, stare at the ceiling with distracted eyes, and sob in his throat.

There is a European-style crystal lamp hanging above it, it is dazzling, and you will feel dizzy after staring at it for a long time. They have been in this room many times, and Sheng Chuan seemed to help him restore his memory, and asked suddenly: "Do you remember this place?"

In addition to shaking his head, Shen Yu shook his head, clenched everything he could touch with his hands indiscriminately, and rubbed a petal to rot, staining his fingertips with rose color.

System 009 hid in the dark, and could only suspend observation and quietly cover his eyes. This host is really good, even mental illness will not be spared.

It was like a huge wave on the sea, but after the turbulence passed, it gradually calmed down. A drop of sweat dripped down the tip of Sheng Chuan's nose, his eyelids were half drooped, at first glance he looked a bit cold, his lean body was propped above Shen Yu, his chest heaved and fluctuated.

Sullen seemed to have lost his soul, his black hair was wet and sticky, his pupils were out of focus, he refused to make a sound in the second half, he could only whimper and bit the back of his hand, now there was a clear tooth mark on it.

Sheng Chuan called him—"Ayu."

Shen Yu rolled his eyes when he heard the words, as if he had finally recovered from the feeling of dying just now, he saw Sheng Chuan looking at him, biting the corner of the quilt in a stupid manner, then wrapped himself into a ball with the quilt, and climbed to the corner, - Shaking his head vigorously and muttering in a low voice: "Bad guys...bad guys..."

Sheng Chuan stretched out his hand and pulled the bathrobe on the side to put it on, but he was barely able to fasten the belt, when Shen Yu suddenly hit the pillow, and said angrily: "I don't like you anymore..."

When Sheng Chuan heard the words, he paused, a lock of hair fell down, covering the dark eyes, raised his eyebrows, and asked without emotion: "Why?"

Sullen didn't speak again, he pursed his lips tightly, hugged the pillow in his arms, the arrogance that was rising just now suddenly weakened again, shrank in the corner in fear, secretly glanced at Sheng Chuan, and then quickly looked away.

Sheng Chuan didn't get angry, but his eyes darkened for a moment, and he asked again: "Why?"

Shen Yu still didn't speak, turned around without saying a word, and turned his back to him, as if he could not see Sheng Chuan in this way, the hickey marks on his body were hidden under the quilt, and when he slipped down - a bruise.

Sheng Chuan—stretched out his hand and pulled the person over, he pinched Su Yu's chin gently, his fingertips touched the warm neck, it seemed a little cold: "Is your liking so worthless?"

I used to shout that I liked him every day, but after I went crazy, I always said the word Achuan, but now I don’t like him when I say I don’t like it?

Shen Yu turned his head and tried to shake off his hand, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain. In the end, he grabbed Sheng Chuan's hand and tried to bite, but the latter didn't dodge it for some reason, so Shen Yu maintained that movement for a long time. Not moving, it's like having a bomb in your mouth, neither biting nor not biting.

Shen Yu also liked to play like this before, but he never bit down on it, because he was afraid that Sheng Chuan would hurt him.

Only after Mr. Shen got into a car accident, did he really bite so hard once, leaving a deep scar on his wrist with flesh and blood, which will never be erased in this lifetime.

Sheng Chuan looked at him quietly, and after a while, it seemed that he had seen enough excitement, he finally pulled out his hand, then picked up Shen Yu from the bed - picked up Da Heng, and walked into the bathroom.

The circular bath inside is very large. After the hot water is slowly filled, it is enough to accommodate two people. He lowered his head in depression, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, making him look a little dim. Sideways avoiding Sheng Chuan, very silent.

Facing the light, Sheng Chuan looked at the still obvious scar on his wrist, then hugged Shen Yu into his arms amidst the ripples on the water surface, and kissed him very lightly, his voice seemed hazy in the pervasive heat , asked: "Because it hurts?"

There seems to be no better reason than this.

Sheng Chuan couldn't see the gloomy expression clearly, but he could feel the person in his arms hesitated, and nodded slightly—the black hair brushed against his chin, with a fuzzy touch, and he could faintly feel his gloom.

Sheng Chuan didn't speak, dipped his slender hands into the water, rubbed him the painful place, hid for a while in depression and didn't dodge, his face was reddened by the heat, like a piece of ice was put on the steamer, gradually began to Melting, black eyes covered with a layer of mist.

Sheng Chuan supported his sliding body, lowered his head and kissed his lips again, the soft tip of his tongue pried open his teeth, this time it was extremely gentle, obviously it didn't take much effort, but he just couldn't break free.

Shen Yu can only grab his shoulders to prevent himself from slipping down, like a drowning person holding on to a life-saving straw, but even the last breath of air in his chest is plundered by Sheng Chuan, and he hears the man whispering in his ear in a trance : "I won't let you hurt next time..."

As the sun rose and the moon set, they spent the night in the hotel like this. In the early morning of the next day, Su Yu didn't get up, he slept in a daze, and covered his head under the quilt to block the dazzling sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Sheng Chuan got dressed and looked at his phone habitually, only to find that the private detective had called him yesterday, walked outside the balcony, called back, and was quickly connected after two rings.

The private detective's familiar voice sounded from the other end of the microphone: "Mr. Sheng, the things you want have been checked. That woman used her private account to transfer a sum of money to Tian Jiadong's wife's card a few days ago, and then she never showed up again." However, I sent the running water information to your mailbox."

Sheng Chuan narrowed his eyes: "Where's Tian Jiadong's wife?"

The private detective said: "Her daughter has just had an operation, so she has been staying in the hospital to take care of her. There is nothing suspicious about her."

Sheng Chuan said: "Let's find out here, you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter."

With so much information already in hand, the rest can be handed over to the police directly. Even if Shen Run has a hundred mouths, he can't explain clearly. The rest is to cure the depression, and then pack up and run away.

Anyway, Sheng Chuan didn't expect that he would run away for a day, but if he didn't run away, he was not a fool. He was sober and found someone to check the details, and he would know everything. If he stayed, he would have to wait for death.

Sheng Chuan walked into the room, saw that Shen Yu seemed to be still asleep, and lay lazily on his side, and then stretched out his hand to pull the quilt away, only to see that the other party buried his face in the pillow, and his originally smooth black hair was curled up—a cluster Stupid, doesn't look very smart.

Sheng Chuan took him into his arms, leaned against his gloomy shoulders and squinted for a while, opened his eyes after a while, and casually bit the other side's uncovered shoulders hidden under the quilt, feeling warm to the touch.

Shen Yu opened his eyes silently, the black eyes - looked a little dark for a moment, he seemed to be bitten by Sheng Chuan in some pain, followed the same pattern, directly biting him on the shoulder in retaliation, then wrapped himself in the quilt and thought Climb out.

Proper exercise is good for physical and mental health. This sentence makes sense in a certain sense, at least Sheng Chuan did some exercise yesterday, and he was in a pretty good mood. He was slightly restrained in depression, with something meaningful in his eyes: "Are you afraid of me? "

Shen Yu bit his fingertips, nodded, and shook his head again. Anyway, he didn't let others understand what he wanted to express, and continued to climb to the corner. Seeing this, Sheng Chuan nodded, and let go of his hand rather neatly.

He got up from the bed, put on his shoes, confirmed that nothing was missing, and said to Shen Yu: "If you don't want to leave, just stay here."

After speaking, he took the mobile phone from the table, opened the door and left, and with the soft click of the door being closed, the room fell into a sudden silence.

Sheng Chuan left just like that, quite neatly.

Hearing the sound of him closing the door, Shen Yu paused, and looked towards the door subconsciously, as if he hadn't expected Sheng Chuan's actions, he was stunned for a long time before he realized it, then he got out of the quilt, reached out to pick up the clothes on the ground, and rustled Put it on.

After finishing all this, he glanced outside, but the door was quiet and there was no movement at all.

Shen Yu went into the bathroom to wash up again. After 10 minutes, he poked his head out from behind the door and looked around, but the room was still quiet.

Across the door, Sheng Chuan was leaning against the wall of the hotel corridor and playing with his mobile phone. He seemed to be looking for someone's contact information. He flipped through the address book bit by bit, and finally operated it to turn off the screen.

Sheng Chuan probably felt a little strange, even if Sullen was crazy, he couldn't be afraid of him, or even avoid him, saying that he didn't like him anymore.

The system landed on his shoulders, thought for a while and said: [Is it not good to throw him in alone? 】

Sheng Chuan usually doesn't like people or balls who block his way of making money. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly: 【Do you know-something? 】

The wings on the back of the system flapped, looking a little cheerful, hearing the words and leaning over: [What's the matter, what's the matter? 】

Sheng Chuan reached out his hand to count it: "I'm only five meters away from him."

【…】

When the system heard this, its flapping wings paused, how should I put it, it felt awkward.

Sheng Chuan was already thinking about how to send the system away, the farther the better, the one that would never come back.He fumbled in his pocket, as if he was looking for something, but before he could find it, the door next to him slammed open with a click.

After Shen Yu opened the door, he was about to go out, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sheng Chuan leaning against the wall, his posture was slack when he lowered his eyes, and he didn't know how long he stayed outside, but he always wanted to see a joke.

When Sheng Chuan saw him coming out, he raised his eyes, as expected, he meant to read a joke.

Seeing this, Shen Yu lowered his head and stood there without saying a word for a long time, like a child who had done something wrong - he was at a loss. After a while, he raised his head and bit his sleeve anxiously: "Achuan..."

Sheng Chuan slightly raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Shen Yu whispered: "I'm not afraid of you..."

Sheng Chuan hummed, but still didn't have anything to say.

Shen Yu glanced at him quietly, then quickly lowered his head, until his sleeves were bitten crumpled by him, and finally uttered a few words in a low voice: "I like Achuan, I'm not afraid..."

He obviously said he didn't like it yesterday.

Sheng Chuan glanced at him: "How long have you liked it?"

Shen Yu's eyes were ignorant, he thought for a while, then opened his hands and gestured to him: "It's been a long, long time..."

He seemed to be trying to express that a long, long time was a very long time, and he opened his hands in a hugging gesture, but before he could let go, he suddenly fell into a familiar embrace.

Sheng Chuan hugged him suddenly, and when there was no one in the corridor, he held his lips and kissed him, his five fingers shuttled through his hair, then slowly tightened, and after a few seconds, he let go: "Let's go, go back .”

Shen Yu didn't move or hide, he lowered his head and pulled his sleeves.