impatience

Luo Feiren had tall legs and long legs, so of course Mo Ziyi couldn't outrun him.

He was caught by Luo Fei at the next corner, and Luo Fei gasped and said, "Wait, listen to me."

Mo Ziyi looked at him expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter what you say, anyway, we have nothing to do with each other, so you don't need to explain to me."

"Don't do that." Luo Fei grabbed Mo Ziyi's arm and pressed him against the wall, looking into his eyes, "We're just drinking."

"I see, are you finished?" Mo Ziyi moved his body, "I still have something to do, I have to go first."

"What's the matter on New Year's Eve, you come with me." Luo Fei said, pulling Mo Ziyi's arm.

Mo Ziyi shook off Luo Fei's hand with unprecedented strength, and then slapped him across the face.

Liang Nuan and Fu Sicheng, who were about to come over to check on the situation, were stunned in place.

They didn't expect that Mo Ziyi looked soft and non-aggressive, and the sound of slapping him was so loud, and the person he slapped was still Luo Fei.

"Luo Fei... Luo Fei..." Fu Sicheng muttered inarticulately, "Luo Fei was beaten... Luo Fei was beaten..."

"Fuck..." Liang Nuan blinked, "It's so exciting."

"Who are you, why should I go with you?" Mo Ziyi looked straight at Luo Fei. He looked fearless, but the violent heaving of his chest still revealed his emotions.

Luo Fei just stayed there for two seconds, then slowly turned his head, his eyes were dark, and his voice was low: "If you hit someone, you will be responsible, do you know that?"

If it was in the past, facing Luo Fei like this, Mo Ziyi would have been so frightened that his legs would go weak, but at this moment, he didn't know where the courage came from, so he smiled coldly and asked: "Then you want to chop it up?" How many fingers do I have?"

"Someone pushed me before, and that night, he was thrown into the sea to feed the fish." Luo Fei said in a low voice, and approached Mo Ziyi step by step, "You slapped me today, what do you think? What will happen to you?"

Mo Ziyi was enveloped by Luo Fei's cold aura. He leaned against the wall, but still looked up at Luo Fei with his head up.

"You look like this now." Luo Fei put his hands next to Mo Ziyi's head, lowered his head and approached him, and said, "I'm only going to fuck you to death."

Before Mo Ziyi had time to push him, Luo Fei bent down and carried him directly on his shoulders, walked a few steps to Liang Nuan and Fu Sicheng who looked dull, and said, "Open me a room upstairs."

"Don't give it to him!" Mo Ziyi yelled on Luo Fei's body, "This is rape! Don't give it to him!"

"Have you been raped by me less often?" Luo Fei said coldly, raised his hand and slapped his butt hard, "I'll fuck you once if you say a word, you fucking decide for yourself!"

Mo Ziyi gritted his teeth and swung his fist hard on Luo Fei's waist.

Fu Sicheng fumbled around himself, finally took out a room card, handed it to Luo Fei tremblingly, and glanced at the palm print on the side of his face: "The suite at the end of the fourth floor is only left today. , I originally left it to me and Nuannuan..."

Liang Nuan glared at him.

Luo Fei took the room card: "Thank you, I feel sorry for you two going out to open a room tonight."

Fu Sicheng: "No wronged, no wronged... Well, take it easy..."

Luo Fei turned around and walked towards the elevator with a low voice: "Impossible, he is finished."

"Luo Fei! You bastard!" Mo Ziyi yelled.

"Five times." Luo Fei counted in a cold voice.

Liang Nuan and Fu Sicheng saw Mo Ziyi being carried on Luo Fei's shoulders, crying, screaming and beating, both of them couldn't help worrying about his fate.

"Your friend..." Fu Sicheng said, "Can you get out of bed tomorrow?"

"Hanging." Liang Nuan said, "It's New Year's Eve, alas."

Fu Sicheng slowly leaned on Liang Nuan: "Then shall we go to the room?"

"roll."

Luo Fei threw Mo Ziyi on the bed and turned on the light.

Mo Ziyi was blinded by the glare of the light, covered his eyes, and was still crying.

"Save some strength and cry later." Luo Fei reminded him coldly, and then began to take off his coat.

Mo Ziyi put down his hands, and moved to the other side of the bed, sobbing, looking very pitiful.

Luo Fei bent down and grabbed his ankle and pulled him over, pressing his whole body on top of him. Mo Ziyi pushed and hit him, crying at the top of his voice.

"Don't cry, talk!" Luo Fei ordered him.

"You said..." Mo Ziyi sobbed, "You said that I fucked me every time I said a word...I don't want to talk..."

Luo Fei laughed angrily at him: "Then count how many words are in your current sentence."

Mo Ziyi was taken aback, and he felt desperate all of a sudden, and began to cry again: "You made me talk... liar..."

Luo Fei let him cry and began to take off his clothes. Mo Ziyi cried and struggled, his eyes and nose turned red, "Don't touch me..."

Luo Fei stopped and pointed to the slap marks on his face: "Then how will you compensate me?"

Mo Ziyi looked at him with tears in his eyes, and it was fine if Luo Fei didn't say anything. When he said it, Mo Ziyi remembered the boy in his arms again, and suddenly woke up. He wiped away his tears and said: "It's not my fault, Luo Fei."

"You were the one who gave up, and you were the one who held others in your arms. What right do you have to ask me for compensation?" Mo Ziyi's voice trembled, but his tone was unexpectedly calm, "I never owe you anything. , I don’t want to be a mistress anymore.”

"Is that Shen An here today?" Luo Fei asked suddenly.

Mo Ziyi was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he asked this, and then he said, "Are you talking about my boyfriend? He is out of town and will be back in two days."

He deliberately described Shen An as his boyfriend.

Luo Fei nodded: "It's your boyfriend, right? Then we're even, we're both mistresses."

Mo Ziyi couldn't understand Luo Fei's brain circuit.

Luo Fei continued to peel off his coat, and said coldly: "You two should have slept too, let's sleep again today, you can compare, who is more suitable for you, me or him."

Mo Ziyi let Luo Fei take off his coat, looked at his face through tears through his wet black eyes, and said softly, "At least he never forces me."

What he meant was the current situation. After all, Luo Fei was indeed forcing him at the moment, but Luo Fei misinterpreted Mo Ziyi's words as every time.

Luo Fei only felt that his heart was blocked. He didn't expect that every love they had before, in Mo Ziyi's view, was originally forced. The emotional groans and the crying names were all unwilling and embarrassing.

He got up and stood beside the bed, and looked at Mo Ziyi coldly: "Every time you do it, don't you do it voluntarily? When I ask you if you want it, it's you who said it."

All explanations become humble and useless after hearing this sentence.

Mo Ziyi only felt numb in his chest, and couldn't feel anything anymore. He sat up slowly, rubbed his eyes, and smiled with tears in his eyes: "Yes, I'm the one who is mean, I'm the one who is shameless, I beg you The one who slept with me, I am the dirtiest, most disgusting and shameless, okay?"

He straightened his coat, got out of bed, opened the door and walked out without looking at Luo Fei again.

Luo Fei stood in front of the bed with his head down.

The door was pushed open, and Fu Sicheng walked in: "What's the matter with you two? Is this the end?"

"It's over." Luo Fei picked up his coat and put it on, "Where's Liang Nuan?"

"He just saw that boy walking out alone, so he followed him to ask, so I came here to find you." Fu Sicheng was very puzzled, "No, what's going on, I thought you would stay up all night."

Luo Fei rubbed his eyebrows: "Don't ask, you two can still use this room tonight, I'll go first."

Fu Sicheng stood alone in the room, his mind full of questions.

Mo Ziyi and Liang Nuan stood outside the box, and Liang Nuan touched his head: "I don't know what's wrong with you, but Luo Fei, who was raised by others since he was a child, often speaks and acts a little bit stronger. Don't take it to heart."

"It's okay." Mo Ziyi smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and there were still wet tears on his eyelashes, "Anyway, there is no future."

Liang Nuan didn't know how to comfort him, after all, he didn't understand their affairs.He patted Mo Ziyi on the shoulder: "Then go back and continue drinking with your friends. Happy New Year."

"You too, happy new year." Mo Ziyi smiled at him, turned around and opened the door of the box and walked in.

"Where have you been? It's been so long, I just wanted to call you." Zhou Yue said.

"I met a friend and chatted for a while." Mo Ziyi sat down, "What time is it?"

Zhou Yue looked at his watch: "It's 11:30, and it's not yet the New Year."

That's good, Mo Ziyi leaned on the sofa and thought, and finally settled the matter for this year, and saved it for the New Year without dragging his feet.