His son has seven cheap fathers

In all fairness, the color of this ketchup looks like blood red from a distance, but under the sunlight, the color looks fake no matter how it looks.

Ji Ling picked up the ketchup and put it in front of his eyes. It depends on the occasion. For example, in the private rooms in the clubhouse, even if it is red ink, it is estimated that the fake can be confused with the real one.

The red ink is hard to find now, not to mention it has to be eaten into the mouth. Ji Ling will not forget that he is not alone now, but two. Although the abdomen is flat, he knows very well that there is a small life inside.

It was a baby boy. In the previous life, Ji Ling was taken to the hospital by someone behind him. He had a color Doppler ultrasound in the hospital. The baby was a boy.

After drinking the red bean milk tea to the bottom, Ji Lingjie walked out of the milk tea shop after paying the bill.

The sun was shining brightly outside, but when the sun shone on Ji Ling, he didn't feel how warm it was.

Crossing the side street, Ji Ling walked in the direction of the clubhouse, this time not the main entrance, but the staff passage on the first floor.

Ji Ling's jacket had a relatively large pocket, and he put a small can of tomato sauce in it, so no one noticed anything unusual.

There were not many guests coming to the clubhouse at this time, and there were not many young masters who came to the morning shift. Theoretically, it was one o'clock in the afternoon to sign in, so it was considered early when Ji Ling left.

Apart from him, there were only three people.

After a while, I went to the private room to meet Qi Heng, and it would definitely not work to go there with the ketchup in his mouth. Ji Ling went straight to the bathroom, went to a cubicle, and locked the door from the inside.

I searched on the mobile phone, how to make a simple 'blood bag', the Internet is like an encyclopedia, almost everything can be found on it.

Ji Ling found a relatively simple way to make it, opened the door and went out to find a clean plastic bag, took a lighter and a knife, and went back to the bathroom cubicle.

When Ji Ling finished making two 'blood bags', the intercom phone rang in the rest room outside. It was a call from the front, and Qi Heng and his friends had already arrived.

After calling for Ji Ling to come over, the colleague walked in and knocked on the door of Ji Ling's cubicle.

After knocking twice, Ji Ling opened the door.

He was still holding the knife at the time, and the point of the knife was pointing at the person who knocked on the door. With his sullen face at the time, his expression was obviously not quite right, which shocked the colleague who came to call him , almost thought that Ji Ling was trying to hurt someone.

"The front call calls for you, Gui No. 08." VIP Room No. 08.

"Thank you." Ji Ling slightly hooked the corners of his lower lips, his red eyes were full of obsequious luster, and his smile was gorgeous, making his eyes fixed on his colleague, he couldn't help being surprised again.

Even if it was just yesterday, my colleague remembered talking to Ji Ling, no, he never talked to Ji Ling at all, Ji Ling stayed alone in the corner, not speaking or moving, just like the wooden beauty.

What's going on today, Ji Ling actually smiled at him, so charmingly, the sun didn't come out from the west.

Ji Ling passed by his colleague and took two steps, as if remembering something, he stretched out his hand and handed the colleague the ketchup that was no longer needed.

"This is for you, it's delicious." Ji Ling stuffed it into his colleague's arms as he spoke.

The colleagues didn't have time to see what it was, but Ji Ling quickly walked out of the bathroom after giving out the ketchup.

Staring blankly at Ji Ling's disappearing figure at the door, the colleague then lowered his head to look at the thing stuffed into his hand, an opened bottle of ketchup.

Did Ji Ling bring it when he went to the bathroom just now?

Wouldn't he hide in the toilet to eat? This idea amused the colleague himself. He doesn't like sweets. When he was walking outside, he passed by the trash can and planned to throw it in. Suddenly he thought of Ji Ling's smile just now , that smile bloomed like an iris, instantly enchanting.

To be honest, Ji Ling's appearance and figure are considered top-notch among them, but Ji Ling has a stubborn personality, and he has been sold out, and he has been sold so many times, but he still can't let it go, he won't please Guests, but none of the people working here have that extra kindness, they are all self-sufficient.

While the colleague was thinking this way, he took his hand back, and instead of throwing the ketchup away, he put it on the side table. After a while, other people came, and whoever wanted to eat could take it by himself.

In addition to the young master, the clubhouse also has female companions with nice names, beauties.

When Ji Ling went, there were already many people sitting in the private room, laughing and laughing, smoky, like a pansi cave.

The smell of cigarettes, wine, and various perfumes mixed together in the air. As soon as Ji Ling opened the door, his brows frowned slightly. He controlled his expression in a timely manner so that the people inside did not notice anything.

On the large wine-red sofa, men and women are sitting together, the heating is turned on in the room, as if these people are still afraid of the cold, they are all clinging to each other.

Ji Ling walked towards the sofa, and Qi Heng sat next to a woman whose skirt was slit up to her waist. The woman's face was full of flattery and charm, and half of her body was pressed against Qi Heng's arm. Qi Heng is pure curvy, and this Ji Ling knew it well, Ji Ling was going to sit in an open place, Qi Heng waved to him, beckoning him to sit beside him.

As for that woman, naturally Ji Ling had to give up her position.

Ji Ling went over and took the woman's place. Just as he sat down, he raised his hand to his mouth and coughed under his breath.

He couldn't hear the sound, but Qi Heng happened to look at Ji Ling, so he noticed that Ji Ling was coughing.

A hot and humid breath sprayed over his ears, and Ji Ling lowered his eyes to cover up the revulsion in his eyes.

"Have a cold?" Qi Heng had a smile on his face and a gentle voice.

Ji Ling nodded slightly, followed by Qi Heng's words, which made Ji Ling's eyelids twitch.

Qi Heng hugged Ji Ling's slender waist, he clinging to Ji Ling's ear, and licked Ji Ling's earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

Qi Heng said: "It's good to have a cold. If you have a cold, your body must be hotter. I'll help you cool down later."

Ji Ling pursed the corners of his lips, he quietly raised his eyes, not looking directly at Qi Heng, but squinting, the slightly elongated eye ends, and the natural upward curvature, the naturally affectionate Danfeng eyes, hooked Qi Heng With a burning desire in his heart, Qi Heng clasped the back of Ji Ling's neck, pulled him in front of him, bowed his head and kissed him.

The kiss was so intense that Ji Ling's lips hurt from being bitten. He pushed Qi Heng away with his hands, but Qi Heng grabbed his wrist and folded it behind him.

There were booing sounds all around, and some people even wanted Qi Heng to come to the scene.

The tip of Qi Heng's tongue brushed past Ji Ling's mouth unscrupulously, kissing him until his whole body softened into puddles of water, and he collapsed into his arms, only then did he let Ji Ling go.

Ji Ling blushed and his eyes were red, his eyes were moist, soft and fragile, this gesture can arouse the sadistic desire deep in a person's heart.

Qi Heng's friend Song Yingwei stared at Ji Ling in his arms, his naked eyes seemed to have stripped Ji Ling of his clothes.

"Why didn't I know there was such a character here?" Song Yingwei licked the corner of his lips, smiling like a fox.

"There are too many things you don't know." Qi Heng couldn't see that Song Yingwei was looking at Ji Ling.

"... After playing, play for me too."

They talked about Ji Ling casually, as if they were not talking about a person, but a commodity.

"Okay, I'll talk about it when I've had enough fun." Qi Heng put one hand on Ji Ling's shoulder, motioning for Ji Ling to pour him a drink.

Ji Ling coughed again, but still didn't make any sound. He took the wine bottle and poured wine into Qi Heng's glass.

Then he took the wine and handed it to Qi Heng: "Young Master Qi."

Qi Heng looked at Ji Ling with raised eyebrows, and he lifted his chin slightly: "You drink."

Ji Ling took the wine back and stared at the transparent liquid in the quilt, he can't drink now, alcohol is not good for the baby in his belly, Ji Ling picked up the wine glass, raised his head and took a sip, but at the next moment, Ji Ling got up, He straddled Qi Heng directly, and fed the wine to Qi Heng in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

Ji Ling lowered his eyes and did not meet Qi Heng's gaze, but he knew that Qi Heng was obviously surprised, surprised that he was so bold.

Qi Heng was surprised for a moment, supported Ji Ling's body, and swallowed the wine that the other party fed him.

"Why are you so active today?" Qi Heng squeezed Ji Ling's chin, and looked Ji Ling's face carefully from side to side, wanting to confirm if this person was the one from before who would be like a dead fish on his bed and didn't respond.

"Young Master Qi, I..." Ji Ling clutched the hem of his clothes with his fingers, looking as if he was struggling.

"Huh? What?"

Although Qi Heng was smiling, that smile was not very kind.

"Recently, my stomach is not feeling well. I went to the hospital for an examination. The doctor suggested that you should try not to drink." Ji Ling moved his hands from the hem of his clothes to his pockets. He sat on Qi Heng. Qi Heng looked at him directly, so he didn't notice Ji Ling Small movements in Ling's hands.

"Ji Ling, you can't do without drinking with me." Qi Heng's smile disappeared instantly, and those who were familiar with him knew that this was a sign of his anger.

"I don't want to spoil your interest. I came here today to ask for sick leave. Brother Cao said you were coming and called me by name. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be sick."

Ji Ling's thin body flinched, looking crumbling.

Qi Heng stared at Ji Ling, indifferent to Ji Ling's words, obviously not so easily dismissed.

Cough, cough, cough!Suddenly, Ji Ling coughed violently, his voice could no longer be suppressed, and the cough made everyone in the room focus their eyes.

Even though he covered his mouth with his hands behind him, Qi Heng still listened to the sound of coughing, and frowned.

"You..." Qi Heng grabbed Ji Ling's hand and was about to throw him to the ground, but the next moment he stopped suddenly, his eyes were bright red, and blood flowed from the corner of Ji Ling's mouth.

Ji Ling coughed up blood.

"Okay, you go out!" Qi Heng threw away Ji Ling's hand suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared, and he went out to play, but the result was so unlucky that most of Qi Heng's good mood was ruined.

Although it was all because of Ji Ling, but Ji Ling is now vomiting blood and looking sick at any time, making Qi Heng want to get angry at him, but he feels unable to do so.

Ji Ling didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he just waited for it to flow to his neck, he repeatedly said sorry to Qi Heng in a hoarse voice, Qi Heng's expression was dark.

As soon as he came out of that private room and closed the door, Ji Ling's face changed instantly. He took a tissue from his pocket, wiped the ketchup that had flowed down his neck, and at the same time wiped away the transparent plastic bag in his mouth. Spit it out.

When walking past the glass wall, Ji Ling noticed that there was still a little bit in the corner of his mouth. He licked his tongue and it got into his mouth. This brand of ketchup is really delicious. Ji Ling thought about buying a few more cans when he had time , Put it at home and eat slowly.

As for Qi Heng, Ji Ling hoped that they would never see each other again.

The author has something to say: The blood bag is from Baidu, the plastic bag was cut with a knife, and sealed with a lighter.Those who are interested can try it out by themselves.

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