Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

According to Song Jingyuan's request, Fu Liang was delayed for half an hour before going there. After he got the room card at the front desk, he lowered the brim of his hat and took the elevator upstairs.

At this time, he stood at the door of room 6666, subconsciously took a group of deep breaths, licked his dry lips twice, and then swiped his card to enter.

The room is very spacious, with elegant furnishings, and a vast sea view can be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows. It is natural and fresh. Song Jingyuan came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair: "Brother, you are here on time."

Fu Liang rolled his Adam's apple involuntarily, gave a casual "hmm", took off his mask and walked inside.

He thought that Song Jingyuan would hug him from behind tirelessly like before, and then he would fumble and kiss with his hands up and down.

however……

Song Jingyuan just silently followed behind him...

Fu Liang swallowed his saliva, sat on the bed nervously, looked up at Song Jingyuan, and said with a dry voice, "When do you want to start?"

"Okay, you take the initiative, you have the final say."

Song Jingyuan was wearing a bathrobe, standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets and looking down, with a thin smile on the corners of his brows, eyes and lips, as if to say: This time I will watch your performance quietly.

Fu Liang couldn't help biting his lower lip, and found that since Song Jingyuan snatched it for the first time that night, Song Jingyuan's offensive breath became more and more obvious, and the breath he received became more intense.

Fu Liang felt a little aggrieved that an all-powerful financial BOSS should be reduced to a scepter in this world.

However, if it is 0 for one day and 0 for a lifetime, it is estimated that it will be difficult to turn over.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Song Jingyuan took out his phone and looked at it, and couldn't help urging, "Wait for me to take the initiative? Don't you?"

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The damn desire to win and lose suddenly burned in Fu Liang's body. He stood up and met Song Jingyuan's provocative eyes, then tilted his head and signaled: "You, sit on the bed."

……

Fu Liang's cheeks were suddenly a little sore, he tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart, and emphasized more than nothing: "You know, there is no love between us, we are just a transaction, and I will not be with you."

Although Song Jingyuan's eyes were a bit dim, the smile on his lips did not suppress: "I know, but what you said is not very accurate. There is love between us, and unrequited love is also considered love... So, don't you It's been a while... let's get started."

……

Song Jingyuan's fine...and gentle words flowed from the corners of his lips to his ears: "I am very satisfied with your initiative, and you have finally made some progress. I hope you can make more progress when we do it next time."

Fu Liang lay down to take a breath, and said softly: "Don't forget your promise, after this time, you have to meet Miss Su."

Song Jingyuan bit his earlobe heavily, and replied impatiently: "I know."

Fu Liang could understand his dissatisfaction, but continued: "Miss Su wants to ask you out this weekend, let me ask if you are free on Saturday or Sunday."

Song Jingyuan's... paused violently, he put one hand on the side of Fu Liang's face, and clamped Fu Liang's jaw with the jaw of the other hand, and said fiercely: "Brother, when we are doing it, can you not mention Someone who ruins the atmosphere?"

Fu Liang was not afraid, because Song Jingyuan couldn't beat him, although he might not want to be petty about this minor illness...

And he basically knows Song Jingyuan's methods, isn't it just being fucked a few more times, he can accept it.

"Ah."

Fu Liang shut her mouth obediently.

However, Song Jingyuan was still dissatisfied, and asked with red eyes: "You want to have sex with me today because you want me to date that woman on weekends, right?"

Fu Liang's heart ached, he staggered Song Jingyuan's questioning eyes for a moment, and lowered his eyes and said "hmm".

Song Jingyuan swallowed sadly, leaned on him again, pulled off his collar, and bit his shoulder hard.

"what--"

Fu Liang didn't want to scream at first, because it was too embarrassing, so he just gritted his teeth and endured it.

However, Song Jingyuan was so heartless that he could just bite his shoulder and not let go, and he was so hard that he seemed to want to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Fu Liang put his hands on his shoulders and wanted to push him away, but he was able to push him away, but Song Jingyuan's scarlet eyes and the tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes made him unable to stop his movements.

He didn't push Song Jingyuan away again, and let Song Jingyuan bite, he clenched his teeth and endured the pain, his brows furrowed into three mountains and two grooves.

Song Jingyuan bit for a long time, until the mixed smell of salty tears and blood between his teeth irritated him, he let go of his mouth a little, and sucked the wound on Fu Liang's shoulder vigorously.

Fu Liang endured the cold sweat, and his lips twitched involuntarily.