The thin-waisted and soft-legged young master entangles with her husband and won't let go

Chu Hanting half-carried and half-carried the person to the bedroom. After a thrilling night, it was time to have a good rest.

While Su Mu was immersed in a sweet dream, Gao Yang was in dire straits.

He looked at the person lying on his bed like a puddle of mud and felt a headache.

I wanted to call my friend for help. After all, the bar owner had a good relationship with Su Mu's partner, so he could ask him to take the person away. However, I couldn't get through to Su Mu after calling him all night.

At that time, Su Mu was at the temple fair and his cell phone happened to be out of battery. Then a series of accidents happened and he had no time to pay attention to the messages on his cell phone.

As soon as he got on the plane, Su Mu fell into a deep sleep and had no idea that Gao Yang had called him many times.

At this moment Gao Yang raised his watch and looked at the time. It was late at night and he felt embarrassed to call again.

Finally, he sighed and thought, forget it, just consider it as a debt he owes this old pervert and let him stay at his house for one night.

But the problem is, there is only one bed in his house. If he sleeps on it, where will I sleep?

Gao Yang made a decisive decision almost the moment he thought of the problem.

Only the bed is yours, everything else belongs to others, why should I give it up? ! ! !

He immediately pulled the man down and let Shangguan Fan lie on the cold floor.

The drunk man seemed to feel the coldness on his back. He groaned, frowned, and then fell into a deep sleep like a dead pig.

Gao Yang inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. This pervert had teased him time and again, making him look ugly in front of him. Today he finally had the chance to fight back.

And this was when he was in a state of great perversion and had no ability to resist.

Gao Yang instantly came up with an evil plan, the corner of his mouth curled up evilly, and a sinister and cunning expression appeared on his baby face.

He ran out of the room, and after a moment he hurried back with a marker in his hand.

With a sly smile that almost reached his ears, he uncapped the pen, squatted down, and gestured a few times with his hands.

Then he quickly started moving the black pen around on Shangguan Fan's face.

"I'll let you bully me, I'll let you scare me, hehehe..." He made the voice of a villain while painting to his heart's content.

After finishing, Gao Yang patted his thigh, stood up, and proudly admired his "masterpiece of creation".

"Perfect!"

Gao Yang stroked the unnecessary beard on his chin and thought: I wonder what this pervert will feel when he wakes up tomorrow morning and sees my appearance.

He tidied himself up and washed up. Before going to bed, he opened the bedroom window to let the smell of alcohol dissipate. Then he snuggled into the warm bed and fell into a sound dream.

Halfway through his sleep, he was giggling triumphantly. The scene in his dream was exactly where he imagined the big villain being bullied back by him.

after dawn

"A-choo," Shangguan Fan opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling, an unfamiliar touch, and uh... his back hurts. His house doesn't have such a hard bed.

Suddenly, he stood up, looked around, and saw the person lying on the bed soundly sleeping. He finally pieced together his memory of last night.

Yesterday, he was out for a social event and was careless and someone framed him and drugged him. Otherwise, with his alcohol tolerance, he would not have been drunk. Fortunately, the drug was not that kind of medicine, but just something that makes people drunk easily.

As luck would have it, someone happened to be following him. He had been taking a walk with that person, but he was too drunk and fell down and passed out halfway.

So, was it picked up by someone after I fell down? Or was it picked up by this little lamb?

I don’t know what happened to the people who followed him. Could they have followed him all the way here?

He stood up, held his still dizzy head, moved to the window and looked down.

"Are you awake? What are you standing there for? You're blocking my light."

Shangguan Fan turned around when he heard Gao Yang's voice, but as soon as he turned around, Gao Yang's expression was distorted and very strange.

Gao Yang screamed crazily in his heart: My goodness, this guy has never looked in the mirror, otherwise he wouldn’t be so calm!

When he woke up and saw his "masterpiece" from last night, he couldn't help laughing out loud. He tried hard to control the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't suppress it, and his expression looked very funny.

But he couldn't suppress it, and his expression looked twisted and weird.

Shangguan Fan sensed something was wrong from Gao Yang's expression.

Shangguan Fan sensed that the atmosphere was not right. He touched his face but found nothing unusual. He muttered, "It's weird."

Then I went to the bathroom to take care of some morning physiological needs.

When Gao Yang saw Shangguan Fan enter the bathroom, he had a bad feeling and quickly jumped up from the bed.

He didn't even have time to put on his slippers and rushed straight out of the room.

When he was about to step out of the room, he ran into Shangguan Fan, who had just come out of the bathroom with a stern look on his face.

Gao Yang paused, and then retracted his toes that had been stretched out on tiptoe, with a strong sense of stealth.

"Well, why are you so fast?" He gave a fake smile, and it was obvious that he was feeling very guilty.

Shangguan Fan, who understood what Gao Yang was saying, became even more tense, with nameless anger igniting in his eyes.

He took a step forward to Gao Yang, blocked the door that the other party wanted to close, and forcefully pushed the door back, pushing the man back into the room.

"What are you doing? Um..." Gao Yang was pushed hard onto the bed, lying face up.

He wanted to get up, but Shangguan Fan held his limbs tightly and pressed him down on the bed, making him unable to move.

"Who are you saying is fast? Huh?" Shangguan Fan pinched Gao Yang's chin with one hand and lifted it slightly.

His voice was low and cold, carrying a suffocating pressure.

He frowned slightly, his eyes unconsciously moved down, sweeping across a certain part of Shangguan Fan, and a scornful smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You've already gone down! So fast? You've only been in there for a second? I didn't expect you to be a 'second man'—"

He deliberately prolonged the last syllable, his tone full of sarcasm.

Shangguan Fan laughed angrily. Not only did he draw a turtle on his face, but he also had the guts to mock him in person.

He couldn't help but increase the strength of his grip on Gao Yang's chin, and only when he heard Gao Yang's cry of pain did he let him go with a satisfied look.

But the lamb boy looked clearly unconvinced.

At the corners of his eyes were physiological tears flowing uncontrollably due to the pain, but his eyes were unruly and he was glaring at himself fiercely.

That look seemed to be swearing: You'd better not fall into my hands, otherwise I will take revenge on you for everything that happened today sooner or later.

An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Gao Yang did have this intention, but he didn't have the strength to do so. Even now that he was being suppressed by this pervert, he couldn't fight back.

Damn it! Work out! Give him a month, and he will definitely build muscle. Then he will make this pervert beg for mercy.

Shangguan Fan had no idea that the person under him was so ambitious at the moment and wanted to counter his ambition.

Looking at the little lamb crying in grievance but refusing to yield, the anger that was scribbled on his face when he looked in the mirror just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"You were the one who teased me first, why do you act like I was bullying you? Huh? Who bullied others first?"

Shangguan Fan's seductive and magnetic voice sounded in Gao Yang's ears, making his ears numb.