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Mo Wang looked back slightly and saw that the two people hidden in the darkness were still motionless, shrugged coldly, and lowered the corners of their eyes to reveal a look of disdain.

And Wen Ziheng, who was thrown on the street by Wei Jin, was lying on the ground at this moment, because under the action of the medicine, he felt as if he had been roasted on a fire of thousands of degrees, his whole body was hot, and he was about to die. He was burned alive. In order to cool down, Wen Ziheng had to tear off a thin shirt on his body. Seeing this novel and vulgar scene, more and more pedestrians surrounded him on the road. They were holding their mobile phones, Or cover your mouth.

Seeing the people around him start pointing at Wen Ziheng who was lying on the ground, Mo Wang suddenly felt that Wen Ziheng was a toy worth fighting for. He saw that the man in black behind him was slowly approaching the crowd, So he reached out his hand to take out his wallet from his jacket, pulled out a thick pile of cash from it, raised his hand and swung it in the direction of the man in black, and the crowd that had formed a circle suddenly turned in the direction of "Sakura Rain". Go hand in hand.

Seeing that the two were blocked by layers of human walls, Mo Wang pulled Wen Ziheng up from the ground, threw him directly on his shoulders, carried him back to the car, and put him on the passenger seat , and pulled the seat belt buckle on him, then stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and disappeared at the corner of the street amidst the roar of the engine.

When Mo Wang threw Wen Ziheng onto the big bed in the hotel room, Wen Ziheng had completely passed out.Although Mo Wang drank some wine in the previous "Masquerade Party", he was not so drunk that he "will not refuse anyone who comes".

He sat on the side of the bed, looked coldly at Wen Ziheng's trembling eyelashes and slightly parted lips, "Obviously he is a man, what do you do with such a white face, do you want to be a bad boy by nature?" At the time of the three words, Mo Wang's eyebrows were suddenly retracted forcefully,

He clenched the fist of his right hand vigorously, and hit the mattress fiercely. Then, he got up from the bed, took off the coat that Wen Ziheng had just vomited dirty, and walked into the bathroom naked.

When Mo Wang came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw that Wen Ziheng who was still lying on the bed had opened his eyes slightly.After the average person is drugged, they will be in a coma for at least four hours. No one expected that this thin-looking Wen Ziheng would have such a strong willpower, but under the influence of the drug, he was only able to move his neck and neck slightly. Arms, let alone standing, even if you want to turn over and prop yourself up from the bed, it is impossible.

Wen Ziheng exerted all his strength, but he could only turn his head with difficulty. Mo Wang's tall figure was vaguely reflected in his blurred vision. Wen Ziheng knew that the person who was in the same room with him was not the one who brought him out of the bar just now. The man died, and I was a little relieved.But when he looked down and saw his shirt that was completely ripped open, he hurriedly raised his weak fingers and kept sliding on the neckline. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even control this small button.

The deepest part of each joint in the body exudes a feeling of numbness and pain, like a person suffering from drug addiction. Wen Ziheng lying on the bed can only slightly relieve the tension between the bones by twisting his body constantly. Grit-like friction.

Because of the unbearable heat, Wen Ziheng's originally pale face turned a delicate and attractive pink, he bit his lips hard, hoping to wake up from the pain as soon as possible.All of this was seen by Mo Wang who was standing by the bed with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. Wen Ziheng's naked chest, blood-stained lips, blushing cheeks, and this distorted figure, he was exposed to the air. Everything, desperately teased the most sensitive nerve in Mo Wang's body.Looking at his painful struggle with some strange sense of beauty, those words kept echoing in Mo Wang's head

"It's all about playing anyway, if you want to play, play something new"

I don't know which string in my brain is broken, Mo Wang rushed to the bed and held down Wen Ziheng

It was just an impulsive thing at first, but the people under him were still resisting vigorously. This successfully angered Mo Wang, who had always been omnipotent on the bed. He grabbed Wen Ziheng's wrist, pressed it firmly against the head of the bed, and habitually looked up. Looking at the minibar at the head of the bed, he took out a few bottles of light foreign wine from it, turned over and pressed Wen Ziheng's wrist with his knee, then pried open Wen Ziheng's chin, bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, and put the inside He poured all the spirits into his mouth.

Alcohol stimulated the medicinal properties, and after a few minutes, Wen Ziheng became completely rational.Mo Wang didn't need to force him, he instinctively leaned over. Mo Wang touched a man's chest for the first time. The flat and dry touch was obviously not as soft and tender as a girl's, but when his fingertips gently slid over Wen Ziheng's breast When eating ribs with clear roots, you can feel a strange enjoyment.

Mo Huang's fingers slowly slid across Wen Ziheng's neck, and then to the resolute and thin chin, feeling the gentle touch, Wen Ziheng covered his slender fingers, and he took Mo Huang's right hand and put it in his mouth , protruding the tip of his tongue slightly, teasing his fingers wantonly, Mo Huang lowered his head, only to see Wen Ziheng's sultry eyes full of longing, he immediately lost his mind, pressed Wen Ziheng's chin, and used his tongue domineeringly Squeezing out his own fingers, and then occupying his entire mouth, Wen Ziheng sucked the moisture between Mo's teeth forgetfully, so vigorously that even his breath was snatched away.

The bath towel wrapped around Mo Wang's waist, together with the clothes on Wen Ziheng's body, were casually discarded under the bed.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Ziheng woke up from the pain that could tear his body apart. He tried hard to open his eyes. With the help of the dim light around him, he found himself lying on the bed, his whole body as stiff as cement, He could only move his fingers slightly under the quilt, and when his fingertips touched the hard marks on the bed sheet, coupled with his lower limbs that were in pain, Wen Ziheng quickly understood what happened last night.

He tried his best to turn over and sit up, but just a slight tugging made him feel the pain in his heart. He subconsciously bit his teeth, but the tearing feeling that he had never felt before still hurt him cried out.