The demon is seductive [entertainment circle]

Wen Xi was taken aback, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by a big hand, and then he swung around vigorously, and his whole body was wrapped into a firm and hot embrace from behind.

"Han Ziqian...is that you?" Wen Xi almost threw the visitor over his shoulder due to his conditioned reflex, but then he thought that Han Ziqian was the only one in the room besides him, so he stopped immediately.

But isn't Han Ziqian already drunk and unconscious?

Besides, he obviously put clothes on for Han Ziqian, and this man was obviously naked like him.

Wen Xi was a little uncertain for a moment.

"It's not me, who do you think?" Han Ziqian hugged Wenxi tightly, and when he spoke, he was still full of alcohol, his voice was hoarse and dangerous.

Neither of them was wearing clothes, one was hot, the other was cold, polarized, but instantly stimulated each other's senses to the peak.

"Why are you in here? I'm taking a shower, you go out." Wen Xi's eyes have adapted to the darkness, the light in the hall came in through the crack of the bathroom door, and with the faint light, Wen Xi could probably see Han Ziqian's handsome but beautiful face. With a cold face, there is something wrong with Han Ziqian tonight.

"Isn't this what you want all the time? Bathroom play!" Han Ziqian suddenly showed a pair of handcuffs, "I just touched it under the pillow on your bed. You really like this kind of tone. It just so happens that I I like it too."

With that said, Han Ziqian handcuffed Wen Xi to the handrail of the bathtub.

Wenxi was dumbfounded.

He bought this pair of handcuffs online to play with Han Ziqian, which Han Ziqian asked for at the beginning, but later, after buying the handcuffs, they broke up, and they didn't have time to play at all.

And he couldn't let go of this relationship, so he didn't want to throw away the handcuffs. He even kept them under his head day and night. inside.

"Han Ziqian, you're really drunk... ah..." Before Wen Xi finished speaking, he suddenly screamed because he was thrown into the bathtub.

And Han Ziqian bullied himself over...

The moon tonight is incomplete, only a small crescent moon, but at this moment, it seems to be blushing, and it is quietly hidden...

The movement in the bathroom didn't stop, and the sound of begging for mercy could be heard intermittently from the crack in the door...

That night, the two of them slept directly in the bathtub, and in the middle of the night, there was another commotion...

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early morning!

Sunlight poured in from the window, Wen Xi curled up on the bed, motionless.

Apart from him, there was no one else in the room, including the bathroom.

Han Ziqian has left.

At dawn, Han Ziqian took off his handcuffs, carried him back to the bed, and then sat on the bed and smoked continuously, one after another, in the curling smoke, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was tense, Han Ziqian suddenly answered the phone, got up and left without looking back.

Wen Xi curled up on the bed, tears streaming silently, he hurt so much, he was so cold...

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, but Wenxi felt that he was getting colder and colder, so cold that his teeth were chattering, he had a fever, and he was shaking from the cold.

Everything was uncomfortable all over the body, Wen Xi reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table with trembling hands, the first person that came to mind was Han Ziqian, but in the end, he still called Shang Rong.

Shang Rong received Wen Xi's call without delay, and rushed over after buying medicine and some ingredients.

Shang Rong had Wenxi's room key, so he opened the door and entered the room by himself. After taking Wenxi's temperature, he was shocked.

"40.3 degrees, my God, it's so high, how can I take medicine by myself, I have to go to the hospital." Shang Rong made a gesture to help Wenxi get up.

"I'm in pain, don't touch me..." Wen Xi's voice was hoarse, her whole body was dizzy from burning, and her eyelids were so heavy that she could only half open them.

"You have such a severe fever, what if you burn your brain? You have to go to the hospital." At this moment, Shangrong couldn't agree with Wenxi. He lifted Wenxi's quilt and wanted to send Wenxi away go to the hospital.

But when he lifted Wen Xi up, Wen Xi's legs trembled, and he couldn't get off the ground at all. He was obviously shivering, but sweat was dripping from his painful forehead.

"Wen Xi, you..." Shang Rong came from here, and he immediately understood, "Aren't you, are you..." Shang Rong was afraid of guessing wrong, so he didn't dare to ask directly.

Wen Xi closed her eyes, but she was discovered after all. In fact, at this moment, he really didn't want Shang Rong to see this scene.

"It's nothing, just lie down for a day or two and you'll be fine." Wen Xi fell back on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover him. Because of the fever, every inch of his skin and every bone hurt, but none of them hurt there, really. It hurt so much that he wanted to die.

Shang Rong was shocked, "Is it with Han Ziqian? Haven't you already broken up?"

Wen Xi rubbed the sore brows, and let out a self-deprecating laugh, "Yes, we did it, and I'm still the fucking one who was pressed."

Shang Rong immediately held his mouth. He and Wen Xi have known each other for five years, and no one knows better than him that Wen Xi has always been 1.

"Did Han Ziqian force you?"

Wen Xi shook her head, "I voluntarily."

With his skill, if he doesn't want to, who can force him?If he didn't want to, Han Wenqian couldn't even handcuff him from the beginning.

Shang Rong suddenly didn't know what to say, "Even... even that, it's not so serious, right?" The pain must be torn like this.

Now that he has experienced it, Gu Jili's needs in this area are particularly strong, but he has never hurt him. Shang Rong really can't imagine what Wen Xi went through last night.

Wen Xi was silent, and replied: "There is no lubricating oil..."

Shang Rong was shocked, "Why not?"

"No." Since meeting Han Ziqian, Wen Xi has never had sex again, how could there be such a thing at home, besides, he has always been a 1, and this kind of thing is usually prepared by the person who is a 0.

Shang Rong almost died of anger, "If you don't, then you won't come! He used to be a straight man, he doesn't understand, don't you understand?"

"Don't talk about it, okay?" Wen Xi turned his head aside, Shang Rong said he understood, but he didn't understand it very well, this was also his first time, and the first time in the future.

Last night, Han Ziqian overwhelmed him forcefully, without any tricks, let alone oil, and he had never done 0 before, the kind of pain, it is no exaggeration to describe it as heart-piercing.

What's more, it took so long to do it twice, it's no wonder he wasn't torn apart.

In addition, he slept in the bathtub last night, which was wet and cold, and he broke his power, and the cold air entered his body, which led to the current acute cold and fever.

In fact, he could stop Han Ziqian halfway. With his skill, even if his hands were handcuffed, he could knock Han Ziqian unconscious with one kick, but he didn't.

In front of Han Ziqian, Wenxi has always been inferior. Whether it is Han Ziqian's background or his own excellence, Wenxi feels that he is far behind. How much he wants Han Ziqian to accept him and want him. How could he refuse? How could he refuse?

He can't refuse!

Even if the pain was so painful, he still had to grit his teeth and bear it. All he could do was to humbly beg for mercy and beg him to be gentle, but that person's heart was harder than he could imagine.

"Give me antipyretics, I have a terrible headache." Wen Xi really didn't want to continue this topic, let alone recall last night.

From the moment Han Ziqian left without a word of explanation, his heart became cold.

And he heard the content of the phone call Han Ziqian answered sporadically: hospital, woman, child, can't be dismissed...

Oh, it's not difficult to understand when it's connected.

And this phone call and Han Ziqian didn't turn his head back, it stepped his last bit of pride into the mud, and made him feel that he was so lowly, so lowly that he would depend on him for everything, and he was just drunk, playing After playing, after playing, I regretted it and left.

Wen Xi wanted to die.

At this moment, he really had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

It turns out that loving someone is so tiring, since you can't stop loving, then you probably won't love after you die...

Looking at the lifeless and lifeless Wen Xi, Shang Rong's clenched fists loosened and tightened.

At this moment, Shang Rong regretted it.

Perhaps when he was in Dubai, he shouldn't have intervened in the affairs between Wen Xi and Han Ziqian. If she hadn't sent a message to summon Huo Wenchen, Han Ziqian would not have been deeply stimulated to reunite with Wen Xi.

If Wen Xi and Han Ziqian had separated in Dubai, there wouldn't be so many entanglements in the future, and naturally Wen Xi wouldn't be in such pain.

Shang Rong blamed himself so much that he wanted to slap himself twice, but at this time, how could he bring his negative emotions to Wen Xi? sickness and pain.

Shang Rong didn't go to get cold and fever medicine, but went to get a cup of warm water and a fruit knife.

"Look at me." Shang Rong put the fruit knife on his wrist.

Wen Xi, who was immersed in his despair, turned his head subconsciously, and immediately, he knew what Shang Rong wanted to do.

"Rongrong, don't... ah..." He wanted to sit up excitedly, but in the end he pulled the wound and almost fainted from the pain.

"Lin Wenxi, I want you to look at me and watch me cut your pulse and draw blood for you." Shang Rong looked at Wenxi fiercely, and then, with the knife in his hand, he cut open the artery on his wrist forcefully .