Actor, your child is lost

Ruth reaches out and is about to perform the first step of eating an orange: 'Hold it in your hand'

Before touching him, Chu Cheng grabbed his hand on his chest, moved forward, stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, and pushed him down again, gaining the upper hand.

As a result, in the next second, Les still 'succeeded'.

Chu Cheng gasped, it didn't seem like pain, but like...

Coupled with the toss just now, the situation has long been ready to go. What's more, when Les was playing the game of eating oranges, Xiaowudui was on the smooth/white/skinned, snow-like small On the hillside, slipped a lonely.

Chu Cheng supported Le Si with one hand, lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Let go...hand!"

Les didn't intend to stop, and smiled in his ear and said, "It doesn't seem to think so."

Les' voice was like a bewitching spell, making Chu Cheng's mind go blank.

Rationality was washed away with the undercurrent of the fire, and Les felt the magnificent universe in his hands gradually expand, and then doubled the speed, and whispered: "Don't bear it, it's not good for your health."

The torrent surged and finally spilled all 'everything' on eight white chocolates.

A round is over, and a new round is about to begin. The brave warrior did not "fall down" because of this. He stood up again and again, swaying precious sweat like white jade, until they gradually became crystal clear.

Occasionally, Les would kiss Chu Cheng, or eat oranges, and the two warriors walked together until dawn.

Throughout the night, Les used the tactic of making it difficult for Chu Cheng to move. Although he also suggested other methods in the middle, Chu Cheng refused.

The morning sun was not dazzling, it was as gentle as if he was afraid of waking up a sleeping person. Les slowly opened his eyes, woke up from Chu Cheng's arms, and looked at the man's still indifferent face even though he fell into a deep sleep, He hooked his lips.

The surroundings are very quiet, with only the sound of birds chirping from outside the window.

Les just looked at him quietly for a while, and then got up to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but the phone by the bed vibrated suddenly, it was a message from an unknown number.

[I don't know if this gift is still satisfactory? 】

Recalling Mr. Liang whom he met in Yixiang Pavilion last night, Le Si finally realized what was going on, probably where this person found out that he liked men, and noticed that he was always pestering Chu Cheng, That's why I devised a plan to use this matter to please him.

He put down his cell phone, glanced at the sleeping person behind him, then put on his clothes, and hurried downstairs without even cleaning himself up.When he came back, he was holding anti-inflammatory ointment in his hand.

Although Les used aids last night to reduce friction for Chu Cheng, in general, redness and swelling were unavoidable after the whole night.

However, when he gently lifted the quilt and was about to give Chu the medicine, he found that the actual situation was more serious than he thought.

I saw that Xiaowudui was not only red and swollen, but also bald.

Les leaned down, looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was only a skin injury, he applied the cold ointment little by little.

Thinking of what Little Jiang Si said, Les blew at him.

After applying the medicine, Les thought about it, fearing that if he put on the quilt again, he would scratch it, and finally decided to let the little black pile dry in this way. Anyway, the weather is very hot, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room is not low, so he should not catch a cold.

He turned his head and glanced at the mess on the ground. Clothes and socks were thrown all over the floor. He picked up the clothes on the ground, folded them into a pile very carefully, put them on the stool beside him, and then went to the bathroom for a wash. Take a shower and leave.

Probably because he felt the coolness below/surface, Chu Cheng finally woke up.

He sat up slowly, only feeling tired all over, and his head still hurt a little, and then it was not only the pain on the top, but also the pain on the bottom/face.

He looked down, and the air seemed to be forbidden at this moment.

What happened last night came like a tidal wave, hitting Chu Cheng's nerves, he couldn't help holding his forehead, and exhaled heavily, feeling complicated.

Enduring the pain, he got out of bed and was about to put on his clothes and leave, but found that his underwear was missing. After searching around, he found that it was in the trash can.

Chu Cheng tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, wiped his face, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and was about to find an errand service to buy a new one, but found a text message on the mobile phone.

[I see that your underwear is dirty, so I bought new ones, on the table of the LCD TV, and there are ointments to reduce swelling, three times a day. 】

This can't help but make Chu Cheng feel even more annoyed, like an active volcano ready to erupt at any time, but when thinking of some scenes from last night, Chu Cheng has another reaction.

The irritability was rolling in Chu Cheng's heart. Compared with doing this kind of thing with Les and getting bald skin directly, what made Chu Cheng even more annoyed was that when Les touched him, he didn't even have a trace of disgust, on the contrary, he felt less disgusted. Just follow him for real.

He tried his best to calm down, but felt that there was no way to stay in this place, so he put down his phone and prepared to take a shower and leave as soon as possible. However, when he found that the underwear that Les bought for him turned out to be a cartoon banana pattern, he finally Can't help but say: "Fuck."

After Les left the hotel, he received a call from Lin Shan, saying that the affairs of the villa had been taken care of, but Les didn't mean to go back immediately, but said: "I called before and said I wanted to Mr. Liang who met me, send me a copy of his information, and arrange my meeting with him. "

"Yes." Lin Shan replied, and answered neatly. After all, in his opinion, although the boss Le Boss is very troublesome, there is no need to go back there, and it would be better if he didn't go back.

He immediately went to do the signal that Les had given him, and after finding Mr. Liang's information, he sent it to Les.

After reading Mr. Liang's information, Les took the initiative to dial the other party's phone, and the phone was picked up almost immediately after it rang.

It seems that I have been waiting early in the morning.

But Les still had a smile on his face, and called him in a gentle tone: "Mr. Liang."

When the person on the other end heard it, he immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Le, I've been waiting for your call, but I didn't expect you to call so soon. I don't know... Are you satisfied with yesterday's gift?"

Les recalled what happened last night, and curled his lips: "I'm very satisfied, so I called this time because I wanted to meet Mr. Liang."

Mr. Liang at the other end was overjoyed when he heard it, but he still said politely: "It's really an honor for me. I don't know what Mr. Le likes? I'll let someone go and fix the seat first."

"No need, when the time comes, I will have someone send you the address, and I ask Mr. Liang to show his face to the appointment."

"Definitely." Mr. Liang was relieved to be able to meet with Les: "Now the company's financial problem can be regarded as saved."

Mr. Liang didn't expect that after going through all kinds of hardships, he could finally send a man to Le Si, and he would be able to meet with Le Si, so he began to think about whether to choose another new man for him.

In less than half an hour, President Liang received the message.

[Nine o'clock in the evening, No. 238 Zhishui Street]

Mr. Liang knew this place. There seemed to be no one there, and it was a bit far away, but there were many warehouses nearby. Les was busy with work, so it was normal to go there to survey the inventory.

He drove to Zhishui Street on time, but he never found No. 238. There are almost no residents on this street. After a lot of effort, he found a warehouse keeper who had just got off work and asked, "Hi, may I ask you about No. 238 Zhishui Street?" Where?"

"No. 238..." The man thought for a while, and then said: "Oh, I remembered, turn left at the third intersection ahead, then go uphill, and when you see a sloping abandoned electric pole, turn right and you will be there."

"Thank you!" Mr. Liang thanked him briefly, and then drove towards the direction he said.

After Mr. Liang left, the staff member took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Here we are."

"Got it." Lin Shan hung up the phone, and then said to Les through the rearview mirror: "Mr. Le, Mr. Liang will be here soon."

Les raised his eyes slightly and looked forward, seeing a gray Mercedes slowly approaching, he opened the door and got out of the car.

After the gray Mercedes stopped, Mr. Liang hurriedly came to Le Si with his beer belly and a briefcase: "Mr. Le, I'm sorry, am I late?"

"No, I came earlier." Les smiled, and his relaxed tone reassured Mr. Liang.

However, the surrounding environment made him feel that it is not suitable for talking about things. Not to mention the sparsely populated places, and there are not many street lights. Standing here does not seem like a place to talk about things, but more like a place to talk about some kind of business, so he proposed: : "If Mr. Le is done with his work, why don't we change places."

Les looked at him, and stretched out his hand to Lin Shan who was on the side: "Don't worry, I have prepared some return gifts for Mr. Liang, and we can talk about other things later."

When Mr. Liang heard this, he laughed and said, "How dare you let Mr. Le spend money!"

But there are still some expectations.

I saw Lin Shan handing a file bag to Les, Les took out all the thick stack of materials in the file, looked through it roughly, and then handed it to Mr. Liang.

He glanced at the information in his hand with some doubts, and saw that it said: Liang Xiangrong, the president of Hengyuanhe Brokerage Co., Ltd., operates two entertainment clubs, a KTV, and an unknown media company. Two entertainment clubs illegally sold prohibited drugs, and their White Magic Cube and media companies were suspected of rape.

Mr. Liang was almost taken aback, and looked up at Les: "Mr. Le, this..."

"By the way, I also found two videos." Les said, and handed him a USB flash drive.

At this moment, Mr. Liang was at a loss: "Mr. Le, what do you mean?"

However, Le Si smiled and said, "Of course it's a gift in return. If these things fall into the hands of the police, they should be very dangerous and must be hidden."

"These...you helped me..." Liang Xiangrong was surprised and delighted, and thanked Les again and again: "I really appreciate Mr. Le."

"You're welcome, as the saying goes, reciprocity is good!" Les finished speaking, and then said: "By the way, Mr. Liang said before that he wanted to meet me, did he encounter any trouble?"

Liang Xiangrong put away the evidence in his hand, put them back into the file bag and said: "Uh... It is indeed a merciless request, there is a project recently, everything is in place, but the investor temporarily I changed my mind, so the company's funds are a little bit... But Mr. Le, don't worry, as long as you invest in this project, I guarantee that this project will never lose money."

Les pretended to think about it, and Liang Xiangrong was afraid that he would refuse, and said in a low voice: "Of course, if you like Mr. Le, I will often send you gifts like yesterday's."

Les couldn't help chuckling, and then said: "Boss Liang has agreed on the project, so it will definitely not be a loss, but I still need to think about it, and I will give you an answer tomorrow."

"Okay, waiting for your good news."

"Then I have something to do, Mr. Liang should go back earlier! The weather is humid, and it's not good to walk too much at night." Les finished speaking and got into the car.

"Okay, be careful on the road." After watching Les leave, Liang Xiangrong got into the car himself, threw the file bag in the co-pilot, and decided to find a place to dispose of these things first.

He drove down the slope and came to Zhishui Street, when he heard the siren faintly.

A feeling of guilty conscience welled up in his heart, but Liang Xiangrong didn't think he was here to arrest him, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt nervous, and he even saw a police car coming this way not far ahead.

Feeling overwhelmed, I decided to change the road, and then the sound of the police car gradually faded away.

"Huh..." Liang Xiangrong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and drove home safely.

However, when he walked into the entrance with the folder, he was suddenly pushed to the ground by someone: "Don't move, policeman!"

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