Same Bed Different Dreams [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Zheng's appearance is undoubtedly outstanding, especially in order to show off the devil and re-establish the dignity lost half a month ago, he deliberately dressed himself like a dog.

A head of short hair that reaches the ears is fixed behind the head with hairspray, revealing the full hairline. The sharp eyebrows are like unsheathed swords, hiding murderous intentions. The light and thin lips are tightly pressed into a straight line. He is dressed in a solemn dark color. Wearing a suit on him, not only does not look old and tacky, but it makes him look like an elite who has been fighting in the mall for a long time.

There were not many people in the bar, but there were quite a few. From the moment he opened the door, many people's eyes were on him.

This small bar is a gay bar, and the guests are all old acquaintances. Everyone gathers here either for sex or for sex. Suddenly seeing such an outstanding person makes everyone go crazy. Stupid. Desperate. It's just that when everyone saw the bodyguard behind Feng Zheng, they immediately looked away regretfully.Individuals who are unwilling to give up want to look for opportunities to see if there is a possibility of striking up a conversation, but they don't want the expressionless young man to suddenly turn a ferocious face and stare angrily at a certain part of the bar.

Everyone followed his line of sight, it was a young man with a fresh face and good looks, sitting opposite him was a young man in his early twenties, the two seemed to be talking, the young man blushed from being teased by him. The atmosphere is just right, I guess it will be the rhythm of opening the house in a while? !

Everyone showed a clear look, is this the 'Mrs. !

With the mentality of watching a play, waiting for the development of the matter, but not wanting to surprise everyone, the 'Madame of the main room' did not step forward to force her, but quietly found a seat at the next table and sat down.

Feng Zheng suppressed the raging anger in his heart, and pricked up his ears to listen to the devil's movements.

Li Yan didn't seem to notice Feng Zheng's appearance, he hooked up with this little stutterer with great interest, his face was flushed red by his few words, and his hands were so nervous that he didn't know where to put them.

"Meeting is fate, can I ask what your name is?" Li Yan asked softly.

"My, my, my surname is Feng..."

As soon as the seal was finished, Feng Zheng, who was sitting next door, jumped up and pulled the young man's arm. His long and narrow phoenix eyes glared at Li Yan gloomyly, "Feng Jing, who sent you to such a place?"

Feng Jing frowned at Feng Zheng's rough and rude actions, a trace of displeasure flashed in his clear pupils, he twisted his body, but he didn't break free from Feng Zheng's grasp, and shouted extremely reluctantly. Say a word brother.

Li Yan raised his hand to hold the wine glass, he was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this shy little stutter who had a good impression of him had something to do with Feng Zheng, and the interest that was originally aroused suddenly disappeared.

Feng Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth, he turned his head slowly, his burning eyes were dangerous and dark: "Aren't you at school? Who brought you here? Does your father know?"

Feng Jing didn't like this cousin who had a chaotic and wanton private life very much. He tried his best to break free from the arm held by Feng Zheng, and said impatiently: "Never mind your business, what are you?!"

Li Yan: "..." Is this rude, rebellious, and rebellious young man really the one who blushed just now?

Lost your sight?

Feng Zheng's expression on this side was a bit ugly after being refuted by his cousin, and a bloody light flashed in his long and narrow eyes, "Is this how your father taught you?"

Feng Jing was somewhat dispirited, he rolled his eyes at Feng Zheng, and said angrily, "Let's take care of yourself first." After speaking, he ignored Li Yan who was on the side, and returned to his room with a beer bottle seat.

Li Yan was forced to watch a good show, and while he was enjoying it, the main character suddenly stopped acting. This feeling... Just when he felt bored, Feng Zheng suddenly turned his head, and his voice was low and dangerous: "Bastard, insult me!" Forget it, I still dare to seduce my brother, how do you want to die?"

Ah!It's not certain who wins the game!

Li Yan leaned lazily on the sofa, held the Luo cup with his slender fingers and took a sip. The wine had a light aroma, and the mouthfeel was soft, soft and slender, but after drinking it, he could feel the hot stimulation of the alcohol.

It's really refreshing, especially seeing Feng Zheng's devastated face, it makes him even happier.

but……

"Who are you?"

Feng Zheng's face contorted for a while, as if he couldn't believe it, this bastard thing actually forgot him?

"Is there something you want to say again?"

Li Yan raised his eyelids, and said casually: "Oh, so it's you, what do you want me for?" At this point, he suddenly paused for a moment, opened his eyelids and saw that Feng Zheng's face was getting uglier, he couldn't help but He raised his eyebrows and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Could it be something loose? Do you want me to tighten it for you?"

No matter how well-mannered he is, he basically fed it to the dog when he faced this person who repeatedly challenged his bottom line. He picked up the ashtray on the table, raised his hand and threw it at Li Yan, cursing as he hit it: "I'll loose you Mahler Gobi!"

Li Yan turned sideways, the ashtray brushed past his cheek, hit the back of the sofa straightly, landed on the soft sofa and rolled a few times, almost rolling to the edge of the sofa, trembling ...

The eyes of both of them fell on the ashtray, the atmosphere became a little weird at this moment, Feng Zheng was inexplicably relieved.Before he could swallow his breath, he saw that bastard devil kicked on the sofa, and the ashtray lived up to expectations and finally ushered in its intimate contact with the ground.

boom--

boom--

The moment the ashtray fell to the ground, passionate rock music suddenly sounded from the bar. The heavy metal rock shook the ground, but it also covered up the sound of the ashtray hitting the ground.

How could there be such a bad character in the world?Feng Zheng frowned and thought to himself.

Although the things Feng Zheng threw didn't hit him, Li Yan was not the kind of person who wouldn't fight back after suffering a disadvantage. Pulled towards his chest.

"Dare to be disrespectful to the master? It seems that my punishment was too light last time."

Feng Zheng was stunned. He really couldn't believe that this bastard dared to attack him in front of so many people.

When he came back to his senses, Li Yan had already whipped him several times, and he could no longer control the raging anger in his heart, and his delicate white face was stained with a frightening gleam as the anger rose. With a violent look, horrible blue veins popped out of his neck due to excessive anger.A pair of eyeballs were red as blood, staring at the indifferent devil with a terrifying and frightening expression.

The devil at this time is like the devil just now, he is a good-looking man when he puts down the whip, and he is like a god who is high above and cannot be blasphemed when he picks up the whip.

Such an unattainable god, if he was in normal times, he might feel very conquering and wanted to pull him down from the altar, but at this moment, he wished to kill him!

"I want your life today!" Without saying a word, the instinct of the body has already rushed forward.

Losing his mind, Feng Zheng fought without any rules, Li Yan dodged his attack unhurriedly, the slender whip lashed at his sensitive parts one after another.

"Hey, you are in good shape, it seems that you have been exercising a lot!"

"Oh, your posture is wrong, it should be like this..."

"Tsk, why didn't you notice that your ass is pretty sticky last time? Do you want to have a shot?"

……

Ahhhhhhhhhh!How could there be such a cheap person in the world?

Also, doesn't this bastard like to pretend to be deep and indifferent?Why are you smiling so brightly now?Why did his mouth stink like shit when he was tuned in and taught him?Is it because the information he investigated is wrong or the people under him are ineffective?Or is he actually such a rogue, but everyone was deceived by him?

Most importantly, what did this bastard eat to grow up?How can you fight so well?

Apparently, Feng Zheng always thought that the last time he was trained by Li Yan was just because he let down his vigilance. It wasn't until he was so tired that he was out of breath that he didn't even touch Li Yan's clothes, and then he gradually remembered it.

Why would he do it himself?Are so many bodyguards he brought here to eat?

Feng Zheng wanted to touch the phone in his pocket, but Li Yan held down his movement, "It's boring to call people, if we have the skills, let's fight each other!"

Feng Zheng stroked his somewhat disheveled hair, his dizzy head slowly regained his senses, he sneered and said, "I have someone, why should I single out?" Is he stupid?Knowing that you can't beat it, is it a waste of effort?

He should have directly led someone to catch this bastard from the very beginning, and then brought him home directly, and doubled the means he used on himself to return it back.

Thinking that he was powerless to fight back being abused by this bastard, Feng Zheng wished he could trample his face under his feet.

The author has something to say:

Why do people think stuttering must be soft and cute?