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The wet two still inevitably stained the taxi seat.Fang Mubo directly gave the driver a red ticket as compensation. He got out of the car first and bent down to help Tang Chao.

Tang Chao moved out bit by bit, borrowed strength from Fang Mubo's hand, and stood up. His injured foot was lying on the ground. After the initial numbness, the pain intensified.

The houses around the school have been built for a long time, the highest is no more than five floors, and there is no elevator. Tang Chao can only climb the stairs to his residence on the third floor.After struggling to reach the stairs, Tang Chao said to Mu Bo, "I can go up by myself."

Fang Mubo smiled gently: "It's all here, I don't mind sending you up."

Tang Chao heard the words and no longer insisted.The stairs were relatively narrow, and it was not easy for them to stand side by side. Fang Mubo followed Tang Chao and watched him jump up step by step while holding on to the handrail.

Jumping all the way to the door of the house, Tang Chao was a little out of breath. He took out the key to open the door, turned on the light in the living room with his backhand, and jumped into the house.

Everyone sent them home, so we can't let him just go back like this.Thinking about it, Tang Chao turned his head and invited Mu Bo, "Come in and have a seat."

"it is good."

Fang Mubo did not refuse.

He was going to go to his ex-boyfriend's appointment today, but after the two broke up, the young man entangled with him more and more without a bottom line, trying his best to get back together, using small tricks to make a set.Fang Mubo has a good temper, and he doesn't bother to argue with children. Although he has made it clear countless times that it is impossible for the two of them, he has never said anything serious, which made him think that Fang Mubo still has more love.

Fang Mubo originally wanted to meet with him to make it clear that it was impossible for the two of them, but he agreed to Tang Chao's invitation, which meant that he would not be able to attend the appointment on time anyway.

It's sure to be an uproar...

Just took the opportunity to break up with him.

Fang Mubo made up his mind to enter the door, and put on the slippers Tang Chao took out at the entrance.Tang Chao was so wet that he couldn't stand it, so he took off his coat and threw it into the washing machine, thinking about going to the bedroom to change.He glanced at Fang Mubo, who was observing his house, and dismissed the idea.

The house has been old for a long time, and the wall skin is a little peeled off. Tang Chao was too lazy to paint, so he pasted a few drawings on the wall.Fang Mubo looked at the densely packed text and diagrams on it, feeling a little out of breath.

Tang Chao's T-shirt was sticking to his body drippingly, exposing a small piece of pale skin on his waist, which was extremely smooth because of the water film attached to it.The young man was wiping his hair with a towel, and he handed Fang Mubo a brand new towel, motioning him to wipe his body.

Fang Mubo suddenly felt hot. He unbuttoned his suit and tugged at his tie.Wiping his face and hands symbolically, Fang Mubo felt that an inexplicable force was manipulating him, driving him towards Tang Chao.

"What's wrong?" Tang Chao maintained the posture of taking off his T-shirt, looking at Fang Mubo with pure eyes.

Fang Mubo didn't speak. He walked up to Tang Chao, put one hand on his shoulder and pushed him against the wall, and the other on Tang Chao's waist.Tang Chao was pushed back on one foot, and his back hit the wall heavily. He snorted and raised his head to ask Fang Mubo what he wanted to do, but his lips were sealed by the other party.

At that moment Tang Chao was so shocked that he forgot to breathe.

It wasn't a light kiss.Under the control of that irresistible force, Fang Mubo pried open Tang Chao's jaw, licked and kissed his lips once, and entered forcefully, teasing Tang Chao's soft tongue.

Tang Chao was so hairy from being kissed by him, he widened his eyes and wanted to resist, but at this critical moment, he seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible rope, he couldn't even move a finger, he could only let it go request.

……

Fang Mubo's hand on Tang Chao's waist had unconsciously penetrated into his clothes, all the way down, he could feel the body under him tense due to tension.However, at this moment, the control of the body seemed to be gradually returning to his own hands—that power was weakening.

good chance.Although he didn't know what was going on, Fang Mubo still seized the opportunity keenly and tried to back away.

After several efforts, he succeeded. This long kiss finally ended with Fang Mubo's efforts, but the distance between the two was still terribly close, so close that Fang Mubo could even feel Tang Chao's disorder and rush. breath.

He must have been terrified.Looking down at Tang Chao's dazed and helpless eyes behind his glasses, Fang Mubo thought, before things get worse, he has to get out of here quickly.

The young man's delicate face was flushed and moving, his lips were a little red and swollen, and the water droplets that hadn't been wiped off dripped from the tips of his hair, winding all the way down his cheeks and neck, leaving a bright trace, and finally got into the Half open collar.

Fang Mubo's breathing became heavy. Although this child is not particularly beautiful, the virgin lust emanating from him is more attractive than anyone he has ever seen.

Fang Mubo suppressed the thoughts he shouldn't have in his mind, and took another step back. He didn't want to make things irreparable under the control of that strange force.Tang Chao seemed to have come to his senses. He lowered his head and raised his hand, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

Fang Mubo didn't know what he should do now. After thinking about it, he apologized to Tang Chao: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The answer was Tang Chao's merciless slap.

This slap was so hard that Fang Mubo's mouth smelled bloody. He touched the injured area with his tongue, and he was relieved—this slap made him think of what he had been aroused before. The child was beaten.

The confusion in the young man's eyes was gone, replaced by calmness and sternness, Tang Chao pushed his glasses, stared into Fang Mubo's eyes and said word by word: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it either."

Fang Mubo nodded, didn't say anything else, and planned to leave. He was the first to slap Tang Chao, and Tang Chao's slap was not light. In a sense, they were even.

He turned around, and just as he took a step, Tang Chao hugged him from behind.

Fang Mubo's body suddenly stiffened.

He could feel the warm breath on the back of his neck, and his soft lips touched the skin, leaving a series of light kisses. In the gap between the two kisses, he heard Tang Chao's collapsed "fuck".

Some residential building.

There was a faint light in the distant sky, covering everything in the hazy sky. The steel cable with a metallic cold light hung down from the roof of the building. Stop at the window.

The man took out a tool from his waist, pried open the closed window without any effort, then stepped on the window sill, pushed the window open, and sneaked into the room without a sound.

When it landed so lightly that it didn't even raise dust, the black shadow stood up and moved his wrist slowly.At dawn, the sky was not bright enough to illuminate the room, and the face of the person coming could not be seen clearly, but the petite outline showed that it was a woman.

Around her waist was a small black bag with a pattern of cat paw prints.Putting the lockpicking tool in her bag, she looked around the room. The refrigerator in the kitchen was making a dull "humming" sound. There were five or six buckets of instant noodles on the top. Unwashed bowls, oil stains floating on the water in the bowls.

She lost interest at just one glance, took off the black tactical gloves on her hands, and walked to the door of the kitchen with light steps like a lurking cat.She gently pushed open the kitchen door and stepped into the living room.

Finding the location of the study, she walked straight in that direction without hesitation.Pressing her left hand on the doorknob of the study, she paused and then fell silent.

Only the slight ringing of the hands of the clock can be heard.

After a long time, her drooping eyelashes were raised, and the bright eyes were full of reckless firmness and determination.

There is no turning back.

With a soft "creak", the door of the study was pushed open.

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Demining: I have been in a relationship before Gong, and I am very concerned about cleanliness. We have something to talk about_(:з」∠)_