Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

The image of a severed hand stretching out from the courier box immediately appeared in Mo Xiaofeng's mind. The back of that hand was covered with purple and blue corpse spots, and the fingernails were opened with blood stains.These are not important, the most important thing is that it is moving...

To tell him to finish the episode that he hadn't finished just now, Mo Xiaofeng said that he might as well give him a knife and kill him directly.

But looking at Hong Tingyun's expectant eyes, Mo Xiaofeng settled his mind and began to discuss with him hesitantly.

"Can you... change to a comedy movie?"

Hong Tingyun was immediately amused. Why did this guy have such a bad impression of that film? He couldn't help being curious.

"What did you watch before?"

Just after asking, the car behind honked its horn and kept urging.Hong Tingyun saw that the lights ahead had changed, so he quickly put into gear and drove forward.

Mo Xiaofeng didn't want to recall the messy plot just now, if he went to review it again with Hong Tingyun, he would definitely fall ill again.

"In short, the plot is not good, bad review!"

Mo Xiaofeng dealt with it wholeheartedly, turning his head aside, afraid that Hong Tingyun who was at the side would see that he had no confidence.

But Hong Tingyun is such a smart person, seeing Mo Xiaofeng turning his head away in anger, he looked like a child acting like a baby, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed Mo Xiaofeng's furry head.

Mo Xiaofeng hid for a while at first, but he didn't intend to stop after meeting Hong Tingyun.Mo Xiaofeng took advantage of the situation to grab his paw and put it on his cheek, rubbing it sticky, like a cat begging to be petted.

Hong Tingyun's palm was really warm and hot, and it was really comfortable on the skin of his cheek.Mo Xiaofeng could even smell the faint scent of perfume coming out of his cuffs, which made him extremely at ease.

The speed of the car in the downtown area was not fast. Hong Tingyun held the steering wheel with one hand, and his right hand lightly landed on his slender neck.Mo Xiaofeng's jaw was as sharp as a knife, and the texture of his muscles was almost perfect.Inadvertently, Hong Tingyun's thumb touched the edge of the red rope on the back of his neck.

In an instant, Mo Xiaofeng's whole body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, and Hong Tingyun's fingertips felt sore and numb as if he had touched boiling water.

Hong Tingyun didn't dare to touch, and Mo Xiaofeng didn't dare to speak anymore, the breath between each other couldn't help but become messy, blood was rushing in the blood vessels, and a voice in the body was crazily shouting!

"Or... I'd better untie it for you first."

Hong Tingyun licked his lips, the soup he drank just now seemed a bit salty, why is his mouth so dry right now...

How could Mo Xiaofeng not know what this guy was thinking.untie?How to untie it?Do you have to take off all your clothes?

Today's time and place are all the same, if you say you won't touch it, then you won't touch it. Mo Xiaofeng's decisions are always the same.

"Jingyun, have you forgotten what I said?"

Mo Xiaofeng held Hong Tingyun's hand, and that palm lightly stroked his smooth neck.

Under a thin layer of fabric are the marks of those ropes, and under the palm is a beast trapped in it.I can vaguely feel the outline of the rope all over the body, restraining this strong body, like the best sacrifice selected on the altar, which can only be enshrined to the gods.The heart was beating, alive, Hong Tingyun could feel the heat under his palm, it was obvious that this person was as turbulent as his heart.

At this time, Hong Tingyun wanted to make a bet with the gods, steal the holy fire that had never existed in this world, take this "sacrifice" as his own, and possess it crazily.

But this guy is more tolerant and cruel than himself.He was only allowed to see and touch, but the rest did not back down even a single step.

Hong Tingyun didn't dare to tease him anymore, Mo Xiaofeng wouldn't let him touch him, and he couldn't beat him by force. If this continues, he might be burned mad by the flames provoked by the opponent.

Sure enough, I can't provoke this guy casually in the future, and the way to deal with him shouldn't be too vicious.Not only was he ruthless to him, but he was even more ruthless to himself, making it impossible for Hong Tingyun to sue.

Even if it's like that, Mo Xiaofeng's face looks like abstinence and pure desire.

Looking at Hong Tingyun with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and still looking at himself with an innocent expression on his face, the veins on Hong Tingyun's forehead twitched, and he quickly retracted his hands, gripped the steering wheel and looked ahead.

"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong! My Xiaofeng is angry, and I deserve to be punished! I won't mess with you again, okay? Don't bully me."

Hong Ershao, who has always been surrounded by women, is subdued for the first time.With a slight sigh, he felt that he had fallen on this guy in his life.

Mo Xiaofeng was a little surprised by Hong Tingyun's backing down. This guy is usually a master who pushes every inch, so why is he so honest in a word?

Don't look at Mo Xiaofeng so calm and composed, the impulse in his heart is not much less than that guy.He thought that Hong Tingyun would directly drive him back to Qingping Building, then put himself on the small bed, roll with him and do something shameless.

But this guy really suppressed his anger as if he was reciting the Qingxin mantra silently.

This made Mo Xiaofeng inexplicably disappointed and regretful, and he began to faintly wonder if his charm had declined.

As soon as he raised his head, the car circled back from Shamao Street, and then entered Wuyi Street in front of Taikoo Li.

Turning his head again, he went to the parking lot platform on the second floor.

The familiar scene, the familiar doorman, even the lava red GT-R beside the car after pushing the door to get off the car is very familiar.

Mo Xiaofeng really felt that he was hit by a ghost today, why couldn't he go back? ? ?

Hong Tingyun didn't know that it was Mo Xiaofeng's car, he saw it when he came up, and he chose to park beside this car just to get a closer look.It has to be said that Hong Tingyun and Li Yan's hobbies in this area are really similar.

"This car is really nice! I didn't expect to see it in China. I don't know how it runs."

Hong Tingyun took a second look and sighed casually, walked around the front of the Lexus and took Mo Xiaofeng's hand, but the latter sensed something else.

"You like this?"

The guy who chose the pendant didn't seem to like it, and the tie he bought didn't seem to fit well. Now that he finally heard something interesting from Hong Tingyun, Mo Xiaofeng was inexplicably excited.

"Hey, is there any man who doesn't love cars? But this car is too expensive, I can't afford it. I have to save some money so that I don't lose my fortune, and I have to save some more for my future father-in-law!"

Just listening to the front, Mo Xiaofeng still considered buying the car from his uncle with a serious face, but after listening to the second half, Mo Xiaofeng couldn't hold back anymore, raised his foot and kicked Hong Tingyun's coat again !

This guy is really a sloppy face!

Hong Tingyun didn't feel any pain when he was kicked, he held Mo Xiaofeng's hand and smiled extravagantly, he looked like he was stealing jade and whoring a girl, and then he followed Half a sentence.

"Actually, I'm not interested in cars. I'm only interested in your passenger seat. Of course, it would be better if there was more space in the back seat!"

Mo Xiaofeng suddenly thought of what he did with Hong Tingyun in the back seat of the car that night, and his whole face turned red.

Sure enough, Er Gouzi is Er Gouzi, if you think he's changed his temper, it's a fucking illusion!

Gu Chen's plane lost contact at around [-]:[-] yesterday morning.Mo Xiaofeng received the first call from the people below around seven o'clock.Mo Xiaofeng will not be there until [-] o'clock as the uncle. If he has not received any news from the uncle before [-] o'clock this evening, then he must activate Plan B.

36 hours of losing contact is already the limit that Mo Xiaofeng can bear, so he has to go back to Qingping Tower at [-]:[-] this afternoon at the latest.

He said that he would talk to Hong Tingyun at night, but in fact, this was his last chance for himself.

Just like the uncle told Tang Xiao about what might happen to him before the departure, his explanation to Hong Tingyun might also be his last words before the expedition.Maybe if he can't come back, that will become his last words.

Just treat him as owed to Hong Tingyun, at least if he doesn't let him say a word, then he will be gone.

But seeing Hong Tingyun pulling himself along and discussing with the conductor lady happily about which movie is good, which one has a better reputation and is a popular movie, Mo Xiaofeng intends to push these words to the last moment, he really doesn't want to Make a good date as tragic as parting from life or death.

This time it really is a comedy film during the Lunar New Year period, produced by a film and television company under their group.Although Mo Xiaofeng didn't manage the project too much, he had seen the investment budget statement, and the cast was also very capable.

Hong Tingyun was very happy, while Mo Xiaofeng looked at Hong Tingyun's childish face, even if the sword of Damocles hanging above his head was about to fall, Mo Xiaofeng's heartbeat was calm and reassuring .

Hong Tingyun held Mo Xiaofeng's palm, and the two of them watched the plot of the movie and said a few words from time to time. Mo Xiaofeng would occasionally smile, and he relaxed a lot.

Part of his attention was on the movie, but more part was on Hong Tingyun's face.

He even began to imagine what would happen to this guy if there was no news about his uncle and he died on the battlefield.

I have never been afraid of life and death, it is my glory to die on the battlefield, but until I met you...

Mo Xiaofeng knew this sentence a long time ago, but he didn't empathize with it until this moment.The emotion in this sentence should be how sad and regretful.

About one third of the movie came to a funny place, and the whole movie theater was in an uproar, but Hong Tingyun's shoulders suddenly sank, and when he turned his head, he saw Mo Xiaofeng's peaceful sleeping face.

He seemed to be very tired, he could sleep so soundly in such a noisy environment, Hong Tingyun could still hear Mo Xiaofeng's even and low breathing in his ears, and the faint fragrance of his hair in his nostrils.

Hong Tingyun didn't have time to watch the plot of the movie carefully at the moment, so he quickly put the coat in his arms on him, and gathered his scarf to make him sleep more comfortably.

Seeing that Mo Xiaofeng had no intention of waking up at all, Hong Tingyun felt distressed.At this moment, I really scolded Li Yan, that vixen, to death a hundred times.What a fucking bastard!

The kiss fell lightly on the center of Mo Xiaofeng's slightly frowning brows, and then on the back of Mo Xiaofeng's hand.

Afterwards, he lost interest in the movies, Hong Tingyun leaned against Mo Xiaofeng and closed his eyes.

And the young ladies sitting in the front row are not thinking about the movie at the moment, who can resist interlocking their fingers?

They looked back frequently at the lovers leaning against each other to sleep, and secretly took two photos.

In the photo on the slightly lit phone screen, the light from the movie curtain hits the faces of the two of them, a cool blue color outlines the light and shade, but only each other is quiet and warm.

That picture is really as beautiful as the quiet years.

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The author has something to say:

Whoever can stop interlocking fingers is not a knack expert~

Hey, stepped on the word.Seven kills.