forced petting

The strength controlling Bai Yan in his hand is still neither loose nor tight, without any change, rationally and precisely grasping the strength that will not hurt people, the behavior of the man is just like his own.

With an irresistible strength, but I still maintain a very kind and elegant appearance.

And what Bai Yan hates the most is his unchanging radar expression. He is obviously a beast doing evil, but he still wants to pretend to be well-dressed. Yes, he just can't understand these well-dressed beasts.

Especially the one who used to make him...

"You and I understand the world of the weak and the strong, so why bother to be hypocritical?" With a soft snort, the man suddenly bit down on the back of Bai Yan's neck.

The hard teeth grind the tender skin, the force is not too heavy, but it seems to be mixed with waves of electricity, Bai Yan's whole body froze, as if being ignited for a moment.

The flames all over his body burst out uncontrollably.

"You don't really understand human speech, do you? Then I will tell you clearly again that I like women. Even if I like men, I will definitely not look down on you who are so perverted..."

The man didn't respond in the slightest, he didn't even blink his eyes, he just allowed Bai Yan to yell in vain, and the other hand lit a spark on the man with ease.

……

After yelling and resisting, nothing came of it, when someone was about to strip him naked, Bai Yan finally couldn't help but yelled out.

"Damn it, your uncle, can you f**k change the place?"

Bai Yan lost all his sanity in an instant. Where is this place? It's Boss Yi's lair. The place they are in is no other place, it's the living room, it's the living room...

He doesn't have a habit of showing in public, and he doesn't intend to experience the excitement of being accidentally bumped into something bad.

Although everyone in this room knows what happened between the two of them...

Looking at the blushing face of the other party, he knew that it was the depression caused by shame and anger mixed with unwillingness, but after Bai Yan uttered his voice, the man still couldn't help but hesitate slightly.

Although it was forced by the situation, he couldn't help feeling relieved when he heard the other party acquiesced to the matter between the two of them.

So, he immediately turned the man over, hugged him firmly in his arms and said, "Okay, let's change places!"

……

After Bai Yan and the man left, the living room hadn't been silent for a while, when mechanical cleaning staff rushed into the living room.

After meticulous and thorough cleaning, there was almost no movement that indicated their existence. After a while, the group of people quickly disappeared.

In the bedroom, Yi Yang sat silently at the desk, holding a thick document in his hand, which he only flipped through less than one-fifth of it in the whole afternoon.

Thanks to the excellent sound insulation of the wall, his ears can't hear the slightest bit of unnecessary movement in the room, but sometimes the existence of his ears is not as accurate and thorough as his heart.

Feeling the weird frequency in the air, his heart was still in a mess after all.

As dusk fell, at night, the star hotel downstairs delivered the dinner arranged earlier in the morning on time, and he left respectfully.

This house has become someone else's private property. Although they provide the VIP service of the hotel, it is really inappropriate to stay here. After all, it is not too late for the other party to notify them if they need anything.

After taking a bath, dragging his somewhat swaying body, Wu Yan was dragged into the living room by Maier, and saw Yi Yang sitting silently at the head of the long table, the dazzling light of the crystal lamp on the ceiling quietly sprinkled on the living room. On his body, the graceful face reflected more and more outstanding.

"Awaited?"

After Maiert walked in, he smiled slightly at Yi Yang who was sitting in the main seat, and pulled away the stool on the right side of Yi Yang in a gentlemanly manner. After pressing the man on the stool and sitting down, he turned around and passed Yi Yang to his seat. Sit down on the left, which is the seat opposite Wu Yan.

Yi Yang glanced at him lightly, "It's not too long, just right."

As he spoke, he personally opened the red wine in front of him, stood up and slowly poured the scarlet liquid into the wine glass in front of Wu Yan.

Wu Yan stared at him blankly. Although this kind of Yi Yang is not unfamiliar, he is not too familiar. If his words and deeds were not the same as before, he really couldn't help but wonder if Yi Yang really had a twin brothers.

"He just had a fever, so I'd better drink this wine next time!" Before he finished speaking, his pale hand blinked in front of him, and he had already snatched the glass of red wine.

Yi Yang glanced at him coldly, picked up his wine glass and poured himself a glass without saying a word, and then sipped it carefully, as if he was tasting some fine wine.

The scarlet color matched with the transparent goblet, against the background of the light, it looks like the best red agate, the brilliance flows and is astonishingly bright.

"Well, let's eat!" Feeling the strange atmosphere between the three of them, Wu Yan stiffened his tongue and said dryly, then picked up the knife and fork in his hand, and began to butcher the food in front of him.

Melt smiled noncommittally, raised his glass gracefully to the two of them, and tasted the fine wine in his hand.

There was a vague smile in the corner of his mouth, that pale complexion matched with that alluring scarlet, carrying a kind of fatal danger like poppy, it seemed that as long as he took one look at it, he would be addicted unconsciously, and moved again. It's like closing your eyes.

Although the three of them got along differently in private, they were extremely happy and harmonious. However, when the three of them were together, the atmosphere was more silent than silence.

Silence that is countless times more oppressive and heavy.

After finishing his meal in a daze, Wu Yan looked at Melt in front of him, and then at Yi Yang on his left. Both of them were lonely and taciturn. Not much, but the atmosphere between the three of them is really...

"Well, why don't we fight the landlord?" Smiling proposal, the man's face stiffened as soon as the words came out.

Fighting the Landlord, the timeless game between men is right, the golden game for three people is right, but the premise is that you can play it.

If Maiert is a foreigner, we will not comment on whether he knows it. The key is that Wu Yan himself doesn’t know it. It’s really frightening.

Lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot is not so funny.

Then there was another silence between the three, just when Wu Yan thought they had forgotten his proposal, Yi Yang suddenly looked at him: "Will you?"

"I won't." The man turned pale for a while, and looked at Yi Yang confidently.

"Would you?"

Yi Yang nodded.

Wu Yan looked at Maiert who was on the side again, and Maiert smiled and nodded.

On the Tao, who hasn't practiced all eighteen martial arts since childhood, and gambling is just the simplest basic skill.

After all, there are also rules on the Tao, so we can't solve everything with bloodshed, right?And if you want to get the most benefits with the least casualties, another easy way is to gamble.

If you win, even if you are an ant, you can be arrogant;

If you lose, even if it is a dragon or a tiger, you must obediently put aside and give up the benefits.

Wu Yan wailed, and among the three of them, he was a rookie and a weak person in every respect.

However, men's mentality has always been optimistic and high-spirited. If this road does not work, there is another road.

To be fair, the man rang the room service, and a waiter appeared at the door with a prepared flying chess in a short while.

The man retrieved the chess in a desperate manner, happily put the chess board on the coffee table, and at the same time called Yi Yanghao Maiert to come and play.

"Are you sure you want to play this?"

Yi Yangmeiert looked at each other, and looked at the cheerful man in surprise, with a hint of malice in his eyes, full of undisguised pampering.

"Yes!" The man nodded resolutely.

Playing mahjong, three lack one, and he can't.

Fighting the Landlord, although it is good, but his bad gambling skills, he really can't afford to be ashamed of this.

This flying chess...

It's not that he is bragging, he has dared to be number two all these years, but no one has ever dared to be number one. His dice roll can only be described by four words, superb.

Especially after a few rounds of fights with two men, all of which were beautiful and complete victories, Wu Yan was even more delighted, as if he was sitting on a huge cotton candy cloud, and he was about to fly into the sky at any moment.

That's why the man was very arrogant. Apart from being arrogant, he looked at the two people in front of him with more confidence: "How about we increase the bet?"

Waiting for your words.

Maier Te Yi Yang looked at each other with a clear understanding and smile in his eyes.

Wu Yan's body trembled slightly, and he didn't feel that he had fallen into the hole he dug. He touched his nose and looked at the two sincerely: "Five rounds determine the outcome, and the winner has the right to order the loser to do one." One thing, of course, the person who loses the most must accept the punishment of two people at the same time."

"Are you sure?" Yi Yang looked at Maiert, then at Wu Yan.

"I sure, sure, and sure!"

"Okay then, you go first!" Maiert handed the dice to Wu Yan with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Wu Yan paused, blinked his eyes, and cleared his mind, then picked up the dice and threw them on the chessboard.

Point one, 6, ten steps forward...

5 o'clock, 59, jump directly to 95...

In the first game, there was no doubt that Wu Yan took the lead and took the lead.

Maierte Yiyang still smiled calmly, Wu Yan was startled, he felt something was wrong, he didn't react for a while, and then the next game started.

Return to the starting point.

Lost three chances to advance...

As if possessed by a spirit of decline, Wu Yan loses whatever he throws.

In the second game, there is no doubt that Wu Yan suffered a disastrous defeat.

In the third game, Wu Yan was still defeated.

In an instant, the man finally understood, how could he have won if the two of them hadn't deliberately made trouble?

It's because he took it lightly, you know, throwing dice is the most basic pediatrics in gambling...