Long Aotian is gay

Zhong Ling and Cheng Yuan walked off the cruise ship side by side, and someone shouted behind them.

"Sir, sir."

Very polite and amiable.

Zhong Ling didn't think he was calling himself, he kept walking, and when the footsteps behind him approached, he turned his body sideways to make it easier for someone to pass by, but who knew that the person stopped directly in front of him.

Zhong Ling was talking to Cheng Yuan at this moment, but he was very interested. He seemed displeased to be interrupted suddenly. Gentle arc.

In the face of others, Zhong Ling didn't have that much patience visible to the naked eye.

The sharp eyes are sharply shooting at the person who comes, and the corners of the mouth are pressed tightly, which is obviously the danger of being disturbed.

The person who came seemed to be taken aback, and was stunned for a few seconds.

Zhong Ling was even more unhappy because of his dead eyes. Considering Cheng Yuan beside him, he spit out two words: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, even if I came to thank you for saving my husband just now, if it weren't for you, my husband would..."

The person who came was the wife of the man Zhong Ling had just rescued from the mouth of the ghost.

Just now she was nervously accompanying her husband to see a doctor, so she didn't come forward, until she found out that her husband was fine, he just broke a bone from a fall, and just rested for a while, then she seized the opportunity to come out to thank Zhong Ling.

The wife continued: "I don't know how to thank you."

When it comes to thanking, Zhong Ling is in high spirits.

He didn't say anything false, and sent the QR code on his mobile phone to her.

The rich man's wife is also a clever person, she was only stunned for a second, and soon understood, took out her mobile phone and transferred 100 million.

Seeing the eight figures in the account, it's nothing more than getting rich overnight.

He probably understood that Zhong Ling was different from other people who wanted to have a relationship with them. The rich wife didn't say anything more, bowed and left quickly.

The two walked towards the parking lot together, the crowd was crowded, coming and going, Cheng Yuan put one hand behind Zhong Ling's shoulder, and very gentlemanly did not touch Zhong Ling's shoulder, separating the distance between him and the others.

Cheng Yuan's eyes were shining, and there was some admiration in his eyes, "I made a lot of money in one night, it's amazing."

The man with countless assets underneath, who makes money every day, praises another man who makes tens of millions every day.

It's reasonable.

The corners of Zhong Ling's mouth were so raised that he couldn't hold it down, but he still said modestly, "No, it's just so-so."

third in the world.

The mocking face is more lively than ever.

The heavy locomotive and motorcycle that Zhong Ling was riding when he came here was unusually eye-catching among the luxury cars.

The pitch-black body is smooth and powerful, heavy and steady, full of the charm of steel. When the engine starts up, the thick and powerful sound roars like a beast.

Zhong Ling stepped on the motorcycle, his legs were slender and smooth. He raised his chin, noticed Cheng Yuan's gaze looking down, and suddenly said, "Have you ever ridden it? Do you want to ride it?"

At this time, the night sky was deep, extremely dark blue to almost pitch black, with two or three stars.

There is a road around the sea near the sea in Kyoto. The sea stretches for several kilometers. People often go for a ride here in the middle of the night, and the engine roars for a long time.

Zhou Yan supported Li Xu, together with Wang Yuanyuan and Li Qingyu, they wanted to come over to say hello, but when they heard this, they couldn't help but slander.

Who in the entire capital doesn't know that Cheng Yuan is an arrogant and cold workaholic?

He is synonymous with seriousness and coldness. He is so busy tomorrow that he doesn't even have time to attend the banquet. He travels around the world all day long. He rarely sees him a few times a year. The few times he meets, he is greeted with the indifference of strangers. field hurt.

To be honest, Yu Ling knew Cheng Yuan, and even the two of them seemed to be having a good time talking, which already made them surprised. If Cheng Yue was here, they would definitely be even more shocked.

Hey, by the way, why didn't Chengyue come tonight?She always attends this kind of banquet, doesn't she?

Maybe it's just something wrong.

Zhou Yan didn't think too much about it. Anyway, he knew that Cheng Yuan would definitely not agree to go for a motorcycle ride. It was too unstyled and rough.

Thinking that Yu Ling also saved his life tonight, Zhou Yan planned to step forward to rescue him.

however.

"Okay."

Cheng Yuan's voice was very recognizable, and it made people's eardrums tremble, "I'll take you?"

Zhong Ling groaned and pondered for a moment, "Have you ever ridden before?"

Cheng Yuan had been staying in the Dark Realm before, busy all day suppressing and guarding the boundary markers, studying Taoism, finance and business, so naturally he didn't have extra time to indulge in these entertainment methods.

Cheng Yuan shook his head.

Zhong Ling smiled, "I can't help it, I'll have to plant you."

He said it was a pity, but there was only pride on his face.

Zhong Ling threw the spare helmet to him, patted the back seat, "Get in the car!"

The back seat is higher than the front, and as soon as Cheng Yuan sat on it, he couldn't help leaning forward, and instinctively put his hands around the waist of the young man in front of him.

Even though he was wearing a suit, Zhong Ling's waist was still very thin and tight. His body temperature was slightly higher, while Cheng Yuan's was relatively lower.

Zhong Ling's abdominal muscles couldn't help shrinking. In the night, the ears hidden in the black hair were covered with a very inconspicuous layer of pink, and then quickly covered by the helmet.

Rumble!

The tycoons at the scene were about to get in their cars and leave. They couldn't help but turn their heads when they heard the low-pitched roar of beasts. Then they saw two close-knit men driving motorcycles, one behind the other, and galloped away.

There were also people whose faces were blurred by the wind that they passed by.

After a moment of silence, someone hesitated to make a sound.

"That's Master Yu and that kid from the Cheng family?"

"Master Yu is not simple. When did Cheng Yuan meet such a person, I don't know how to introduce him."

The people in the Special Objects Office looked down on businessmen who smelled of copper. Except for the four families in Kyoto, other wealthy people wanted to make friends with the Heavenly Masters of the Special Objects Office, and even praised them in a low voice.

Although Yu Ling was very straightforward, at least he didn't look at people with his nostrils, which made them feel respected and more comfortable to get along with. They were more willing to deal with capable people like Yu Ling.

Moreover, none of the celestial masters present took down Li Gui, and Yu Ling managed it all by himself in the end. Doesn't this justify Yu Ling's strength?

And the status of Cheng Yuan, who was friendly with him, naturally rose.

Zhong Ling didn't know what other people thought, and he didn't care.

At this time, he was galloping on the spacious Huanhai Road, with the sound of the wind howling. In the past, when driving a motorcycle alone, Zhong Ling enjoyed the extreme speed | feeling very free with the wind around him.

However, at this moment, the presence of the hands around his waist was too strong.

Zhong Ling could even feel that his fingertips were pressing slightly hard on his abdomen, which was a little itchy. Zhong Ling couldn't help tightening his abdominal muscles, as if he could resist the strange feeling brought by Cheng Yuan's touch.

Cheng Yuan seemed to feel it, not only did not withdraw his hand, but pressed it even tighter.

That night, after going for a drive on Huanhai Road, Zhong Ling sent Cheng Yuan home directly. When he turned around, Cheng Yuan's driver had already followed him all the way.

He took the helmet that Cheng Yuan took off.

The hair, which was always neat and tidy, became messy at this time, adding a bit of wild animality, so cool that it made one's legs weak.

Zhong Ling smiled, took out her phone openly and clicked one, and set the screensaver directly in front of people.

Facing Cheng Yuan's gaze, Zhong Ling didn't change his expression, "Don't forget you still owe me a meal."

Cheng Yuan: "Well, I remember."

The author has something to say:

I'm so tired, let's do this