Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Xie Zhuo didn't know if this was his illusion, but he had to admit that he was caught by time delay.

Raising his hand to clasp a warm finger, Xie Zhuo took it down slowly, and pressed it between his lips.

The interweaving of ruby ​​and white makes the scene beautiful.

"I thought Mr. Shi was catching me." He smiled hoarsely, with a seductive blush at the end of his eyes.

"Huh?" The man let out an almost incomprehensible soft voice from his throat, as if he was asking why.

"I'm fishing for you." After Xie Zhuo's voice fell, he suddenly exerted force on his hand and pulled Shi Yan's arm heavily.

Like the day when we first met, Xie Zhuo also clasped Shi Yan's wrist heavily, making the teeth-stinging sound of joints colliding on it.

"Mr. Shi!" The driver, who was always paying attention to the rear, exclaimed and was about to pull over.

"Keep driving, go home." Shi Yan's voice was calm, and the wrist held by Xie Zhuo even turned leisurely.

"Mr. Xie doesn't seem to have the strength I imagined." His hands were a little out of blood due to Xie Zhuo's strength, and gradually cooled down.

He touched Xie Zhuo with his extremely cold fingertips, and his smile became more and more leisurely: "That's it, do you dare to say hit the number?"

How dare you give up on me because of such an inexplicable idea?

Xie Zhuo seemed to read the displeasure in his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "What? Shouldn't Mr. Shi be happy?"

Isn't it a good thing that he no longer pesters?

"That's right." Shi Yan said indifferently: "I should really be happy."

His fingertips turned blue due to lack of blood.

He slowly pried open Xie Zhuo's soft lips with his blue fingertips, letting the temperature in his lips warm his cold fingertips.

"Mr. Shi is like this, are you harassing me?" Xie Zhuo raised his eyebrows, his voice was a bit vague: "You are like this, it really makes people wonder if you are secretly in love with me."

He clasped Shi Yan's wrist, pulled out his fingertips little by little, and let the water vapor evaporate in the space, bringing more coolness.

Shi Yan curled up his fingertips slightly, the pain in his wrist made him feel the long-lost excitement.

That is, the excitement of meeting an opponent, the excitement of wanting to conquer the person in front of you.

He wanted to know if Xie Zhuo would have such an arrogant look when he was on the bed, and if he would dare to be so arrogant when he was crying.

"What is Mr. Shi thinking?" Xie Zhuo leaned slightly, and put his head in front of Shi Yan.

Shi Yan stared at the blue blood vessels in his neck, and said lightly, "I was wondering, would Mr. Xie still be as arrogant as he is now when he cries?"

"Crying?" The smile on the corner of Xie Zhuo's lips became more and more seductive, but the other free hand moved forward heavily, brushing the corner of Shi Yan's lips.

A trace of bright red left from the corner of his lips, and Xie Zhuo brushed it gently: "This is for you."

That day, he almost felt that he was going to die in the pool.

"That's it?" Shi Yan said indifferently: "You only have this chance for revenge."

He gave Xie Zhuo a chance to take revenge, if it was just like this, it would be a bit cheap for him.

He raised his hand and clasped Xie Zhuo's wrist, and a skill made him loosen his wrist.

That touch of bluish white disappeared with the blood circulation, showing the red after being ravaged.

"Why, what else does Mr. Shi want to do to me?" Xie Zhuo didn't show the slightest panic on his face from the knife to the fish on the chopping board.

"What do you think, Mr. Xie?"

The two spoke politely, but the driver in front felt chills down his spine.