There is a kind of cheap in the end to wear quickly

Yan Ting's expression flickered, and he didn't dare to look back at Cheng Yichen. He was afraid, afraid of Cheng Yichen's unfeeling towards him, and he clasped Zhao Xu fiercely. I wonder if this lunatic Yan Ting will beat him to death here because of his resistance.

"Let go of him." Cheng Yichen said.

Yan Ting listened to Cheng Yichen's pleading for others, feeling tyrannical in his heart, but he had to hold back, grabbed Zhaoxu's hand and forcefully, Zhaoxu gasped in pain, but Cheng Yichen still remained silent, and finally Yan Ting still let go of Zhao Xu.Yan Ting turned to Cheng Yichen: "Ah Chen, I..."

"Slap!" Cheng Yichen slapped Yan Ting on the face without warning. Yan Ting was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Xu was also frightened. He didn't expect Cheng Yichen to slap Yan Ting. A little worried about Cheng Yichen, he looked nervously at Yan Ting, fearing that he would attack Cheng Yichen, but unexpectedly, Yan Ting didn't do anything other than freeze.

"Is it fun to hit someone?" After Cheng Yichen finished speaking, he kicked Yan Ting again, and kicked Yan Ting back a few steps with all his strength. Lips let Cheng Yichen strike at him.

Cheng Yichen sneered: "Oh, I remembered, you were the same back then, kicking me and stepping on my face on the sand, how did it feel? Is that so?" After speaking, he pushed Yan Ting On the sofa, he ruthlessly pressed Yan Ting's shoulder, opened his lips and bit Yan Ting's neck, blood spurting, Yan Ting bit his lip, frowned, clasped Cheng Yichen's waist slightly with both hands, He closed his eyes and endured it, even though the piece of flesh on his neck was about to be bitten off by Cheng Yichen.

Cheng Yichen panted slightly, loosened his teeth, lowered his head and faced Yan Ting who was lying on the sofa, his expression was as cool as ever, and his thin lips slightly raised: "This is too cheap for you." After speaking, he looked up and down Yan Ting With a slap on the neck, his hands slowly moved up from his shoulders, clasping his neck: "I want to strangle you like this."

After finishing speaking, he tightened his hand forcefully, and suddenly veins appeared around Yan Ting's neck, his head was raised slightly, his eyes were tightly closed, and fine lines appeared.

"Cheng Yichen! Let go! You're going to strangle him!" Seeing that something was wrong, Zhao Xu stepped forward to hold Cheng Yichen, but Cheng Yichen, who was in a fit of anger, was pulled away, and he slapped Zhao Xu with his backhand .

The three of them were awakened by a "pop", and they were quiet for a moment. Zhao Xu let go of Cheng Yichen. At this moment, Cheng Yichen was sitting on Yan Ting's waist, his movements were very ambiguous. Zhao Xu couldn't help but sneered: "I It’s really sick to stop you couple who want to die, sick to pay for your brother’s drunkenness, and sick to stop you from dying in love.” After saying that, Zhao Xu picked up the coat hanging on the sofa and walked out of the room.

After Zhao Xu walked out, Cheng Yichen got up from Yan Ting, and Yan Ting grabbed Cheng Yichen's hand: "Where are you going?"

Cheng Yichen sneered, turned to Yan Ting and said, "You'd better settle the matter between you and Zhaoxu first, where I go is none of your business, you're lucky if you didn't strangle you."

Yan Ting grabbed Cheng Yichen and refused to let go: "I will solve Zhaoxu's matter. In the future, if you see him, stay away from him and don't let him touch you. If he comes to you, tell me, I won't allow... I won't Hope you have something else to do with him."

Cheng Yichen looked at Yan Ting amusedly, raised his waist slightly with a smile, raised his head after laughing for a while, and faded his smile: "Yan Ting, Zhao Xu is your brother, not mine, his business , It's none of my business, your business, let alone my business, don't speak to me in a commanding tone."

Yan Ting frowned: "You kissed him! Why did you kiss him! You don't even want to kiss me." At the end, Yan Ting's voice was full of complaints and anger.

"Is that how you kissed him?" Cheng Yichen asked, Yan Ting didn't know, and looked up at Cheng Yichen.

"what?"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Yichen supported the sofa behind Yan Ting with his right hand, leaned his neck forward slightly and kissed Yan Ting. At first, Yan Ting was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, he put his arms around Cheng Yichen and kissed back violently. Yichen's right hand also changed to hug Yan Ting's shoulder, and his left hand rested on Yan Ting's leg.

In the end, it was Cheng Yichen who left, Yan Ting was a little unsatisfied, licked his lips, and looked at Cheng Yichen's slightly red lips with a strange expression.

"Understood?" Cheng Yichen suddenly said something that made Yan Ting feel inexplicable, seeing that Yan Ting didn't understand, Cheng Yichen explained: "I can kiss even the most disgusting person."

After explaining, Cheng Yichen stood up, wiped his lips with his sleeve, and did not hide his disgusted eyes. It was not a deliberate act, but a real dislike of Yan Ting. After wiping, Cheng Yichen was about to leave, but He was held back by Yan Ting.

"You are not allowed to go." Yan Ting grabbed Cheng Yichen, Cheng Yichen couldn't break free, Yan Ting tried his best to ignore Cheng Yichen's struggle: "It doesn't matter if you disgust me or hate me, as long as I love you is enough. "

"Fuck/your mother/ let me go, freak!" Cheng Yichen was furious, but he was still not as good as Yan Ting in terms of hand strength, and Yan Ting was still no match for Yan Ting compared to him.

"No!" Yan Ting refused, grabbed Cheng Yichen even more tightly, intentionally wrapped him in his arms, and put his chin on Cheng Yichen's shoulder: "I won't let you go, I will let you and I am together, and we will never be apart for the rest of our lives."

"Yan Ting! Don't you fucking want to fuck/me? I'm a man too! It's not something that other people can fuck if they want to! I don't owe/fuck/ the fuck/!" Cheng Yichen struggled more and more, Yan Ting surrounded him The stronger he was, the tighter he was on Yan Ting's chest.

Yan Ting felt a little hurt, and Cheng Yichen in his arms was always disobedient: "As long as you are with me, I will never /fuck/you for the rest of my life."

Cheng Yichen stopped struggling: "Really? How about this?" As he spoke, Cheng Yichen rubbed against Yan Ting's bottom viciously, and Yan Ting's abdomen was on fire, and his voice was hoarse: "Ah Chen?"

"You can't fucking talk about/me!! Get the hell out of me! You pervert! You're gay!" Yan Ting's reaction completely enraged Cheng Yichen, who struggled in Yan Ting's arms indiscriminately, afraid of hurting Cheng. Yi Chen, Yan Ting finally gave up.

"Go to hell!" Even though Yan Ting wanted to explain, Cheng Yichen felt that the facts in front of him made him even more angry, picked up the ashtray from the table and threw it at Yan Ting, exactly on Yan Ting's forehead.

Poor Yan Ting kept explaining to Cheng Yichen that he didn't dodge. After this disaster, the ashtray was no more than anything else, and it hit Yan Ting's forehead abruptly. Yan Ting felt a little dizzy and sat on the ground Leaning on the sofa, holding the blood gushing out of his forehead with his hands, but he still didn't want Cheng Yichen to leave him.