inexhaustible

If there weren't other people around, I have no doubt that he would pounce on me, tear me up, chew me up, and make me pay dearly for cheating him.

"Beijiao?" Yang Haiyang couldn't get my reply, so he deliberately raised the volume.

"Hmm...yes." Watching Shang Muxiao's every move, I couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, afraid that he would suddenly go crazy and ask why I lied to him in front of Yang Haiyang.

At the beginning, my brain got hot, and I said that I was a fan of the heroine in "Retrograde Wind", because I was afraid that Shang Muxiao would be angry if he knew that I liked Shang Lu, but after going around in a big circle, I still couldn't escape to make him angry.

Shang Muxiao withdrew his gaze from me and pulled the tie very hard.He has nothing to do with me now, so he can only compete with dead things.

Until Yang Haiyang came out after changing clothes, we never made eye contact, let alone talk.

He must hate me now.

Although I can stand and walk now, I rely on external force after all.Without the exoskeleton, I would be down in an instant.

With the craftsmanship of this store, I believe there will be no errors, so I only tried on the clothes on the upper body.

When I stood in front of the mirror and started to tie my tie, Yang Haiyang kept exclaiming all kinds of exaggerations behind me.

"Oh, our Hokubo is so handsome."

"Our Beijiao is really like a tree facing the wind."

"Look at this waist, look at this leg..."

I think Shang Yunrou's desire to marry him must be due to her mouth - she's so good at talking.

I was very embarrassed by what he said, and stopped me aloud: "Okay, save some energy until the wedding day to flatter the bride."

His eyes swept over Shang Muxiao in the mirror. He was wearing a full four-piece suit, a white handkerchief was exposed from the jacket pocket, and a pair of black gemstone collar buttons were even fastened to the collar of his shirt. Da Ma Jindao was sitting on the sofa in the corner Going up, resting his forehead on one hand, he almost fell asleep watching it.

Maybe because he felt my gaze, he opened his eyes suddenly, and caught me straight on without any effort. There was no sleepiness in his eyes, they were full of gloom.

"fraud."

He sat in the corner, behind everyone, so no one else read his lips except me.

As soon as the hand is tight, the bow tie is a little tight.I coughed twice, and calmly loosened the tie again.

Clothes as expected, fit perfectly.After confirming that there was nothing wrong, I saw Shang Muxiao sitting there for a long time, so I went into the dressing room to change.

With the cane propped aside, he took off his coat, and the curtain was pulled open.Shang Muxiao squeezed in and said, "Don't waste your time, you are both big men, Professor Bei shouldn't mind sharing the same locker room with me, right?"

The extremely fast closing distance made me uneasy, I stepped back unsteadily, my back hit the wall, and I felt dull pain.

He is going to settle accounts with me.

Take a look at the curtain behind him, it's thin, if there's any movement, you can hear it all outside.

"I'll explain it to you when I get back." I whispered to comfort him, but I didn't even think about how to explain it myself.

There's nothing to explain about this either.That's the truth, I lied to him, no matter what the reasons are, a lie is a lie, and I need to apologize for that.

He lowered his eyes, the dark pupils were bottomless, making it difficult for people to see the emotions inside.

Seeing that he didn't make any other movements, I felt relieved for the time being, turned my back, and hung the coat on the wall.

Although there was only one dressing room, it was still spacious enough for two men to change clothes without interfering with each other.

With my back to Shang Muxiao, I unbuttoned my shirt one by one, and I could feel that he was looking at me all the time.

He took off his shirt and bent down to get the clothes on the stool. His wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind, and a solid human body leaned forward.

Through the fabric, the other party's temperature permeated little by little, making my whole body stiff.

"You wanted to lie to me before, saying that I was different..." He whispered, breathing all over the back of my neck, "What's different?"

Enduring the itching, I struggled with my wrist, but instead of pulling away, it made him a little bit harder.

dive him?What do you want him to do?I thought I just needed to apologize for being a fan of Shang Lu, but why is he pulling out another unspoken rule now?I thought I had already explained that oolong clearly.

"Is it because I'm Shang Lu's son that you treat me differently?" His breath was hot, but his tone was piercingly cold. He held my hand as if he was about to break it in the next second.

He was completely different from my focus, and caught me off guard.This matter cannot be explained clearly in a few words, the environment and location are not suitable, and I don't like his coercive communication style.

"Let go first." Tilting my head slightly, I used my other hand to break his fingers.

This behavior seemed to enrage him completely, he pressed me against the wall violently, held me firmly, and without giving me any chance to resist, he bit me on the back of the neck.

"Hmm..." I groaned in pain, and then quickly bit my lip to prevent more sound from leaking out.

he is crazy...

It is not the kind of "biting" that is used to vent excess desire in passion or full of ambiguity when flirting, but a real, angry bite that does not leave any room.

I knew it, I knew he was going to pounce on me and chew me up and make me pay.

It hurts so much, it feels like the flesh is about to be bitten off...

"Beijiao? Are you all right?" Yang Haiyang asked with concern, perhaps hearing the abnormal noise in the locker room.

I let go of my clenched lips, panted twice, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "It's okay, I just... accidentally bumped into the hook."

"Be careful." Yang Haiyang did not doubt him, and completely believed my words.

"Hmm..." I agreed to him, the end of my voice trembling, but luckily it wasn't obvious.

Shang Muxiao loosened his teeth a little bit, didn't move, just pressed his lips on the back of my neck, the soft touch couldn't be equated with his brutal behavior just now.

After a moment, he backed away completely and let me go free.

My forehead was pressed against the wall. After a while, I put on my clothes and left the dressing room on crutches without looking at him.

After all, human teeth are not as sharp as those of wild animals. I wiped the back of my neck and found no blood, only some uneven tooth marks.Fortunately, the collar of the clothes he is wearing today is not too low, and there is a hat on the back, which should be able to block his bite marks.

The clerk took the suit from my hand, probably seeing that I was inconvenient to move, and asked me if I needed a courier service.After thinking about it, and saving me all the way to take it back, I left him the address.

Yang Haiyang had already paid the final payment at this time, glanced at the direction of the dressing room, and said, "Then I'll go first, be careful on the way."

I nodded and said goodbye to him.

It didn't take long for Shang Muxiao to come out after changing his clothes. The clerk stepped forward to take the suit from him again, and also asked him if he needed a courier service.Shang Muxiao gave a brief "hmm", and the clerk fetched the delivery slip and asked him to fill in the address.

He glanced at me and said, "Ask him."

After finishing speaking, he took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, pushed the door and walked out. He didn't go far, but just stood outside the door.Not long after, white smoke pierced through the night, lingering around his side like the thinnest gauze.

The clerk handed the express bill to me, and I reluctantly took it and filled in his address.

The brass bell rang softly like a Tathagata came, and the clerk opened the door for me and sent me away respectfully.

Seeing me coming out, Shang Muxiao smashed out the cigarette butts, walked ahead with his hands in his pockets, and left for the parking lot without saying a word.

He walked all the way forward, and I followed behind silently, and no one spoke.

I have a hunch that a quarrel is inevitable.

When we arrived at the parking lot, in the dim light, there were only a few sporadic lights for illumination.The parking spaces are almost full. During this time period, everyone is either eating or shopping, but there are very few people.

Shang Muxiao suddenly stopped in his tracks: "No wonder you look at him like that. Seeing the real person really makes your heart move more than the one on TV, right?" He turned around and stared at me coldly.

If it wasn't for the word "television" that gave me a hint, I wouldn't even be able to figure out who he was talking about.

"I did forgive you because you were Shang Lu's son..."

"Ha, you admit it!" He seemed to have caught me, and he said loudly, "You broke up with me not because of that damn bet, but because you saw the white moonlight cinnabar mole that you have been thinking about. So there is no need for my fake!"

"And this mole... Do you like it very much?" He pointed to his right earlobe, the end of his eyes was completely red with anger, "It's exactly the same as him, isn't it?"

He made it sound so good that if it wasn't for me, I would have thought it was a story about a poor double and a bad scumbag.

I tried to explain to him: "Shang Lu is just an ordinary movie star I liked when I was young, and I am just an ordinary fan of his movie. Things are not as complicated as you think."

He pursed his lips, his chest heaved obviously, and he was breathing heavily.

After a long time, he asked, "To what extent?"

I was startled, not understanding what he meant.

"How much do you like him?" Shang Muxiao bit every word hard.

Looking at his posters to the extent of fantasizing...

But that's just a normal physiological reaction at my age when I see someone I like, and it doesn't mean I love him.

Seeing that I couldn't answer, Shang Muxiao snorted coldly, took off his coat and threw it in front of me.

"Ordinary movie fan? Huh?" He was full of mockery.

We broke up already, and it didn't go well. Why should I be obsessed with maintaining my image when I was in love with him, trying to explain that I didn't behave like a scumbag?

He didn't apologize for his actions either, did he?

Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, contempt is contempt, anyway, he won't believe anything I say right now.

The relationship, which meant nothing to him, had gone from being a good joke to a disgusting one.

I figured it out, so I won't give unnecessary explanations anymore.

"Yes, not an ordinary movie fan. You are right, I like being touched by him." I said calmly, in a volume that was not too loud to make sure he could hear, "I like it more than being touched by you."

This was a question that Shang Muxiao asked me unreasonably after Shang Lu strayed into my room at the merchant on New Year's Eve.

This may also be a kind of Murphy's law, the more you want to avoid it, the more you can't avoid it.

"Satisfied? Want to hear more about my sexual fantasies about him?" I asked.

He seemed to have been hit to the point by me, his face turned pale, and the corners of his eyes turned even redder.

He stared at me, all the meridians on his neck were exposed due to the tense muscles, I thought he was going to pounce, but he looked at the night sky above his head and laughed without warning.

"Oh my God, it's so funny..." he said, "It turns out that we are both liars, but we think that the other is sincere. Well, I lied to you once, and you lied to me once, and it's clear. I don't owe anyone any more."

After speaking, he turned and left alone without taking my car.

I stood there for a long while, until I could no longer see him, then slowly walked to the dress, bent down and picked it up.