stand-in model

Jiang Liang looked flustered, not only because Rong Sheng would not let him leave the room, but also because of Rong Sheng's last words.

He actually fell in love with himself.

Rong Sheng, who gave everything for Su Ziru, fell in love with him as a double in the end.

"Is this what you just came up with to coax me? It's really embarrassing to bow your head for love." He sneered and lifted the quilt to cover his lap, because he really didn't want to believe what Rong Sheng said.

The black bracelet was still shining red, and Jiang Liang seemed to be so stimulated that he was struggling to grab the bracelet. The brain nerves ignored the pain in the wrist. After a while, the skin on the left wrist was a little broken.

Seeing this, Rong Sheng quickly stretched out his hand to cover his left wrist, while Jiang Liang's hand still fell there, desperately grabbing the back of his hand until the skin was broken and bleeding.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Liang stopped his hands, his eyes were light, as if he was greeting a room with innocuous things, such as how is the weather today, is it windy outside today.

Rong Sheng shook his head, he was holding Jiang Liang's right hand, the flesh and blood on the back of his hand was hidden in the flat and clean fingernails, it should be painful.

But at this moment, he was like a demon believer, lowering his eyebrows and raising his hand, and kissed Jiang Liang's fingertips lightly.

Rong Sheng looked up at Jiang Liang, with sadness, dissatisfaction, obedience, and madness in his eyes, and said: "My flesh and blood belong to you, no matter what you want to do, but you can't leave me, even if you are ten or twenty meters away. Can."

"Forget about the person you've liked for eight years. You see, he doesn't love you much, and he doesn't come to save you."

Jiang Liang looked at Rong Sheng with lowered eyebrows, this man was even more lunatic than him, maybe he was already a lunatic.

"Impossible," Jiang Liang pinched Rong Sheng's chin. He will never make this person feel happy and comfortable today. He wants to stab this person with knives and make him hate him to death die.

"Not only do I want to escape, I also want to change my love every once in a while, anyone can do it, Rong Sheng can't."

"Anyone can? Rong Sheng can't?"

"That's right." Jiang Liang let go of his chin, and was pressed against the head of the bed the next moment.

Rong Sheng's eyes were fierce, and he asked again: "Anyone can? Rong Sheng can't?"

Rong Sheng hoped that he misheard just now, and hoped that what Jiang Liang said was 'Rong Sheng can do it, but others can't'.But Jiang Liang always disappointed him.

"Anyone can do it, but Rong Sheng can't." Jiang Liang approached Rong Sheng's ear and whispered softly, seeming to be teasing, but a knife was pierced into his heart.

For a moment, Rong Sheng only felt that the blood was high, so anyone can do it, anyone can do it!

He is still too kind to Jiang Liang, he should let this person know his bottom line and his reverse scale.

Rong Sheng got up, tore off Jiang Liang's quilt, pinched Jiang Liang's uninjured leg with one hand and dragged him under him, and then roughly tore off Jiang Liang's shirt.

His hands were bound by Rong Sheng with a tie and wrapped around the bedside pillar, and the white shirt was scattered on both sides, revealing the red hickey marks on his body.

"If you are afraid, beg for mercy quickly, and I will let you go." Rong Sheng's lips were pressed against his ear, and he kept breathing there.But his left hand reached out to the belt of Jiang Liang's black suit pants.

"You're dreaming! I can be anyone, except you!" Jiang Liang said viciously, with a vengeful mentality, and insisted on making Rong Sheng feel uncomfortable.

"Then don't blame me, Jiang Liang, I gave you a retreat, you didn't want it." Just after finishing speaking, Jiang Liang only heard a click, the belt was opened by Rong Sheng, pulled out, and then the buttons of his pants were unbuttoned.

When he sensed Rong Sheng's movements, Jiang Liang finally begged for mercy.

With tears in his eyes, while shaking his head, he cursed Rong Sheng angrily.The delicate and fair leg was held by Rong Sheng's forearm, and the other leg in plaster was still lying flat on the bed, but he couldn't make any evasive movements.

Although Rong Sheng spoke harshly, he still showed kindness to Jiang Liang, and moved slowly on purpose.

When the two of them were completely fused together, Jiang Liang, who was experiencing this for the first time, was inevitably in some pain.

Jiang Liang's hands had already been untied, subconsciously holding them behind Rong Sheng's neck, and his nails left bloodstains one after another on his back.

Dense kisses landed on Jiang Liang's forehead, corners of eyes, between noses, lips, and behind ears.

In this atmosphere of desire, he gradually sank and was defeated.

But Rong Sheng didn't let him go, and after a long time, he was still holding on tightly, and the inside was already full.

In the end, Jiang Liang heard Rong Sheng say when his consciousness was blurred, if you can have a child, you probably can't do without me even more.

Jiang Liang didn't want to argue anymore, and let herself fall asleep.

Aunt Zhou stood in the kitchen, looking at the bedroom in the corner of the first floor from time to time, feeling bitter in her heart.

A person like Mr. Jiang, why is he tied to his husband?

At first she heard the noise between the two and wanted to persuade her, but then she heard Mr. Jiang's scolding and his husband's noise.Later, Mr. Jiang's yelling and cursing slowly turned into crying, and then begging for mercy and crying.

After living for decades, how could she not know what happened next.

He just didn't dare to knock on the door.It seems inappropriate for her to intervene in the affairs of the master's family.

Aunt Zhou sighed, glanced at the bodyguards who were there and turned a blind eye, and finally took out the recipes in the cupboard and lowered her head to do her own thing as if nothing happened.

Rong Sheng was wearing pajama pants, with nothing on his upper body.

He stood in the bathroom, looking in the mirror at the bloody marks on his back, but there was no pain on his face, but satiation.

He finally ate his own delicious food, even if it was poisonous, Rong Sheng would still be willing to eat it.

After he finished rinsing, he held Jiang Liang and soaked in the bathtub for a while. While guarding against Jiang Liang's injured leg, he adjusted the temperature inside the bathtub.

After the bed sheets were laid, he went back to the bathroom and rinsed Jiang Liang with shower gel for a while, then worked tirelessly to wipe off the water, and hugged him on the bed that had been re-laid with sheets.

Jiang Liang on the bed had nothing on his body, but was tightly covered by the quilt.Only a white wrist full of bite marks was left exposed.

There were still tears at the corners of his eyes that he refused to fall, and Rong Sheng simply raised his hand to wipe them away.

He carefully brought a thermometer, antipyretics and a hot water bottle for Jiang Liang, just in case Jiang Liang needed it suddenly. There was also the ointment he asked the bodyguard to buy on the bedside table.

It was the first time in 30 years that I ate meat, and it was inevitable that I couldn't control it.In addition, he was stunned by Jiang Liangqi, and his subordinates were not serious.

Maybe it was really ruthless. After more than two hours, Rong Sheng, who was sleeping with Jiang Liang in his arms, was awakened by the heat felt in his chest—Jiang Liang had a fever.

Rong Sheng was doing what he had practiced countless times, boiling water and dismantling medicine.He filled the antipyretic granule and fed it to Jiang Liang in small spoonfuls.

From time to time, I used a thermometer to measure my body temperature, and applied antipyretic paste to Jiang Liang.

After finishing all these, Rong Sheng quietly exited the room.The whole apartment was already brightly lit, and he had been dealing with Jiang Liang for several hours, and it turned out that it was past time for dinner.

Aunt Zhou was still sitting on a chair in the dining room with the cookbook in her arms. Jiang Liang and Rong Sheng hadn't eaten all afternoon, so she could only sit here and wait for one of them to come out, and then cook.

Of course, the possibility of Rong Sheng coming out is [-]%.

Rong Sheng didn't go to the dining room first, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and lit a cigarette.

He knew that he had gone too far in this matter today, which would only push Jiang Liang further and further away, but what should he do?

Those who are loved are confident, those who love are cautious

Jiang Liang is not really confident, but he is really scared and cautious.

Aunt Zhou stood not far away, and she asked softly, "Sir, what do you need to eat?"

"Don't eat." Rong Sheng flicked the cigarette ash, his voice hoarse.

"But Mr. Jiang didn't eat. What if he gets hungry in the middle of the night?"

Aunt Zhou grasped Rong Sheng's seven inches. From the observations of these few days, she knew that no matter what the situation was, Rong Sheng would always bow his head when he heard about Jiang Liang.like now.

"Cook some light porridge and simmer on low heat."

Rong Sheng frowned, stood there and smoked a whole cigarette before returning to the bedroom.

The person on the bed still couldn't sleep well, and his lips were a little chapped due to the fever, so Rong Sheng dipped a cotton swab in water, and moistened Jiang Liang's lips bit by bit.

When the packing was almost done, Rong Sheng took out his pajamas from the closet and put them on Jiang Liang, and then took his temperature again, seeing that the fever had almost subsided, so he went into bed and hugged Jiang Liang in peace.

It's just that a certain person is not honest when he gets into bed, kissing Jiang Liang's lips for a while, touching the corners of Jiang Liang's eyes for a while, and playing with Jiang Liang's fingers for a while.

This person will only return to his original gentle appearance when he is asleep. When he is awake, he is like a hedgehog. Whoever dares to touch him will stab that person with sharp thorns.

He hugged Jiang Liang, and let out a satisfied sigh from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, it seemed that his heart was a little restless, and his eyes fell on Jiang Liang's left wrist wrapped in gauze. He took off the black bracelet just before and put it on the bedside table.

Rong Sheng was a little worried, got up and took the ring, put it on Jiang Liang's right wrist again, and then kissed him.

When the person has eaten, the bracelet is also ready.

He is satisfied.

Rong Sheng was woken up by Jiang Liang in the middle of the night.

While hiding in his arms, the man closed his eyes and yelled that he was hungry. It was the first time Rong Sheng saw Jiang Liang like this.

Bath salt reading plus t is like a lamb that can't get goat's milk, screaming hungry and coquettish at the same time.

Rong Sheng called "Jiang Jiang" tentatively, but he didn't see Jiang Liang's eyes open.It seemed that he was really hungry, a subconscious action.

Jiang Liang dreamed of his mother and father in his dream.

The two of them held chopsticks in their hands and sat at the table with gentle smiles on their faces. There was a plate of braised beef on the table.

It looked like the one he saw every day when he was a child.

Jiang Liang was stunned for two seconds, and then he heard Mother Jiang calling him: "Is Jiang Jiang hungry? Mom made braised beef for you today."

He stood there without moving. Jiang's father beside him frowned, but he didn't criticize him. He said, "Are you hungry? Come and eat quickly? Are you really not hungry?"

Jiang Liang looked at the person in front of him, tears couldn't stop falling, he said, I'm hungry, really hungry.

Rong Sheng in the room looked at Jiang Liang who was whispering in his sleep, finally sighed softly, patted Jiang Liang on the back and said: "I'll get you porridge."