Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

"Eat! Just know how to eat!" Yang Yu slapped his nephew Yang Qitian who was gnawing on watermelon.

Yang Qitian was unprepared, he was photographed coughing up the watermelon in his mouth, spitting it in his hand, reluctant to throw it away, swallowing it again, and said vaguely: "Isn't attending a reception just eating?"

Yang Yu looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he put his arms around the young man's neck, "Nephew, this is no ordinary reception, this is the [-]th anniversary celebration of Guangming Group, your second uncle, I have worked in the group for ten years It’s been so many years that I’m qualified to participate this time, and I can also bring my family, you can eat it, but don’t eat it like this.”

The young man gnawed on the watermelon very quickly, eating up one piece in three bites. "What's wrong with me?" "Don't say me! How many times have I been corrected, this is not the countryside, don't speak so rudely, say 'I'! Do you understand?" He slapped again. "I know, I know, I'll catch up with my grandma if I keep nagging." "Don't call me 'grandma', call me 'grandma'! No one in big cities calls me grandma."

The old god Yang Qitian nodded and threw the watermelon rind in his hand, thinking that this watermelon is good everywhere, but the cut pieces are too small to fit between the teeth. How can it be as good as the ones grown by the country grandma? When it is ripe, put it on the ground. Falling, splitting in two, burying your face in and chewing, it's much better than this.

"The way you eat watermelon looks a bit like that... hey, have you ever studied the article written by Lu Xun on Runtu?" Yang Yu said.

"Of course I learned it." The boy found his next target, which was a piece of seedless watermelon. "You mean that I, like that Runtu, have never seen the world?"

"No." Yang Yu said embarrassedly, "I mean, you look like that Xi..."

"Old man!" The boy put down the watermelon in his hand, "Did you ever say that you kiss your nephew?"

"Can you call me third uncle outside, don't call me old man."

"My parents died young and only you and grandma are left. You left me to grandma to take care of you. After all these years, you are busy with work. I only took me to the city after graduating from high school. You still expect me to call you third uncle. You are so beautiful!"

The uncles and nephews were arguing, and the voice of the microphone on the rostrum sounded: "Dear guests, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the [-]th anniversary celebration of Changming Group..."

The hall gradually fell silent.

Yang Yu hurriedly grabbed his restless nephew, pressed his shoulders, and the two stood in the crowd, looking towards the rostrum with everyone.

The beautiful emcee made an opening remark, and gave up the seat to a man. The man was wearing a black suit, well-tailored, handsome, with a noble demeanor. He held the microphone lightly with both hands and looked around. His eyes seemed to have a kind of With the magical power of obedience, the people he saw immediately fell silent, holding their breath and waiting for him to speak. "Hello, everyone..." His voice was clear and magnetic, so nice that everyone couldn't help but be attracted to him.When he was speaking, he casually looked down, and his eyes fell on the direction where Yang Qitian's uncle and nephew were. He stopped for a while naturally, and then drifted away.

The boy's hand that wanted to reach the watermelon stopped in the air, staring at him fiercely.

The man was speaking casually, perhaps feeling the boy's deep gaze, his eyes turned back and met the boy's eyes.

Across the quiet crowd, the cruel time, the turbulent unexplainable emotions, the long and hopeless wait, the forgotten agreement and the blood-red oath, the two quietly They looked at each other for a moment.

The man's gaze turned into a needle, piercing deeply into the boy's heart.All of a sudden, the boy felt that a hammer hit his head hard, and it was like an iron hoop tightly strangled his head. His head hurt so much that he couldn't think. "Om... Om... Om..." His ears buzzed and his hands trembled. "who is he?"

"He is Yang Jin, the vice president of Changming Group and the director of the operating company. Changming Group was founded by his uncle. His uncle has no son. When his uncle retires, the whole group will belong to him. His mother and sister are here. Group work." Yang Yu said enviously, "He is also my boss, I brought you to the reception just to let you know him, this is a big man, if he moves such a little finger, you don't have to worry about your job. "

Yang Qitian's abnormal feeling passed in a few seconds, and he didn't care. "It turns out that this guy is that flirtatious and lecherous Yang Jin you mentioned about my calloused ears..."

The people on the stage just finished their last sentence, bowed politely, and walked down.

Immediately, a group of people surrounded him, guarding him in the center, like stars surrounding the moon.

Yang Yu hurriedly pulled Yang Qitian over and greeted with a smile on his face, "Boss Yang!"

Yang Jin turned his head, raised his wine glass to Yang Yu, and chatted a few words. He was both polite and polite, personable and gentle. At the same time, he had the arrogance unconsciously revealed by someone who had been in the top position for a long time. Come on, turn to Yang Qitian, and ask softly, "Who is this?" There was an inexplicable gleam in his eyes, like a hunter seeing a long-awaited prey, the corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly and then quickly lowered down.Seeing this, Li Chenfeng, the deputy standing behind Yang Jin, secretly speculated about the boss's thoughts, and paid more attention to Yang Qitian.

"Oh, this is my nephew, Yang Qitian." Yang Yu remembered his purpose, and pushed Yang Qitian forward, "He just graduated from high school, and he didn't get into this university..." Obviously, Yang Yu's chatter did not reach the man. in the ears.He was carefully looking at the boy he met for the first time.The young man was not extremely beautiful, he was completely different from the weak and delicate boy he had seen before, he was a little more mighty, with a big frame, almost taller than himself, which made the man not very happy, If it is too tall, it will be uncomfortable to hug, but fortunately, the boy has a baby face, big eyes, round face with baby fat, and two shallow pear dimples on his lips are cute and cute. He looks younger than his actual age, like Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, with their childishness on their faces, have another kind of charm.And his eyes are very special, he has never seen such pure and clean eyes on the second person.

He has always liked beautiful boys and girls.Overall, I am satisfied.

He lowered his head and sipped the wine, and quietly winked at the deputy beside him.Now Li Chenfeng completely understood what the boss was thinking.

After Yang Yu's introduction, he turned his head and said to Yang Qitian, "This is Mr. Yang, call him Uncle Yang!"

Yang Qitian's head hurts a little. I don't know why he has a headache. It may be because he didn't sleep well last night, and he didn't eat in the morning, and his blood pressure was low.He thumped his right temple with his fist a little irritably.

Yang Jin immediately grabbed his fist and said softly, "Don't call him uncle, call him brother." Yang Yu responded in a series of voices, "Yes, yes, calling him uncle can call Mr. Sun old."Yang Jin wrapped his right hand around the young man's fist, and gently rubbed his temple with his left hand, "Is it a headache?" His hand slowly covered his forehead and massaged him. His hand was a little cold, and his movements were so gentle that Yang Qitian forgot about the first time. People who met once said that this kind of behavior was too intimate. Putting a cold hand on the forehead was like pouring cold water on a hot summer day. It felt very comfortable. Yang Qitian was in a daze for a while and couldn't say a word of rejection.

Feeling the smooth touch of the skin under his hands, Yang Jin felt a strange feeling in his heart, a bit like joy, but also a bit like sadness, and he really wanted to caress his pain for a long time, forever and ever.

The two looked at each other from time to time, and both saw the oppressive storm in the other's eyes, but there was a trace of deep peace of mind hidden in the center of the storm, as if just staying together quietly like this could gain inner peace and joy.

The atmosphere became weird. Two people who had never met before, one massaged the forehead of the other, looked terribly harmonious.I don't know whose chest the seed of ambiguous emotion was originally beating, and I don't know when it broke out of the ground and grew into a towering tree.

When Yang Yu's voice sounded again, the two came back to their senses.Yang Jin was a little shocked by the young man's influence on him, his face was calm, and he responded as usual, and Yang Yu didn't find anything wrong.Years of experience in shopping malls, Yang Jin's mask is always impeccable.

After sending Yang Yu away, the young man also left with his uncle. Yang Jin held the wine glass and stared at the young man's walking figure without blinking, his eyes flickering.It wasn't until I couldn't see it anymore that I returned to normal and went to talk to someone else.

Yang Jin wanted to make a move.

The first time we met, he acted in a hurry, but he always felt that once he missed something, he would miss it forever. When he saw what he really wanted, he should immediately hold it firmly in his hand, and he couldn't wait for a moment, so he didn't Decided after hesitation, this young man, Yang Qitian, he wants him.

The food served at the reception was very rich. For a wild boy like Yang Qitian who came from the countryside, it was undoubtedly that Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.After gobbling for a while, Yang Qitian stared at the neatly arranged wine of all kinds.He has been fond of drinking since he was born. He has six sworn brothers in his hometown. He is the boss of gangsters. His favorite thing to do is to skip class and run to the top of the mountain with a group of brothers, singing wildly while watching the clouds and the sunset.When I arrived in the city, my brothers were not around, so I lost my interest in singing wildly, but I still wanted to "hold the wine".

When Yang Yu came to stop him, Yang Qitian drank "just in time". The so-called "just in time" refers to the state that drinkers like most. If you say you have drunk too much, you can still walk, but if you say you have not drunk too much, you don't like to walk in a straight line. They are all kind, happy to see everything, slow thinking, blurred eyes, and can laugh for a long time at people they don't know.Yang Yu snatched his wine glass, reprimanded him a few times, it was neither painful nor itching, Yang Yu couldn't keep staring at him, and while Yang Yu was entertaining others, Yang Qitian slipped away to drink again.

The reception became more and more lively, and there were more and more people. Yang Yu and Yang Qitian were dispersed by the crowd. Yang Qitian was left alone, so he drank more happily. He regarded the expensive red wine in the goblet as cheap beer in a can, and took a sip. The appearance of drinking can be regarded as a bold statement.

Yang Jin kept looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Yang Qitian had a drink, and Yang Jin also had a drink, as if he was drinking with Yang Qitian.

Yang Jin intentionally got himself drunk.

He kept taking the initiative to ask someone to toast, and whoever wanted to discuss business with him, he would raise his glass and drink the wine before talking about business.Soon he succeeded in getting drunk, sat down with a wine glass in his hand, sank into the sofa with his slender legs stretched out on the armrest of the sofa, half-closed his eyes, called Li Chenfeng over, whispered something, and waited for Li Chenfeng to leave Now, stretch out the index fingers and thumbs of both hands to form a rectangular frame, and peek at Yang Qitian from the frame formed by the fingers.

The young man didn't know that someone was watching him, and he drank wine and ate delicious food by himself, with an extremely intoxicated expression on his face, making the two dimples on his lips deeper.

Wherever the boy went, Yang Jin's hand followed him.My heart was surging, I couldn't think of anything, my mind was full of that boy.Why did he let himself feel so strangely?

Looking at it, I couldn't bear my childish behavior, put my hands down, closed my eyes and took a nap, with a sincere smile on my face, rested for a while, and walked to the pre-arranged temporary rest room.

Li Chenfeng found Yang Qitian and said that Yang Yu drank too much and vomited badly. Now he is resting in Mr. Sun's room and asked him to take care of him.

Came to the door, knocked on the door, no one answered.

With a slight push, the door swung open.

It was dark inside, the night was late, the lights were not on, and he couldn't see his fingers. Yang Qitian slipped in through the crack of the door and called, "Old man, are you there? Why did you drink too much, and you poured it before I poured it? ' Reached for the light switch on the wall.Before he touched it, someone grabbed his hand, turned it backwards, and his body was firmly pressed against the door by a fiery body. At the same time, the scorching breath approached quickly. When Yang Qitian didn't understand what was going on, he felt soft His lips were already attached to his own.

Shocked, I instinctively wanted to shout.

The slippery tongue took this opportunity to stick out.

Roughly licking every corner of the mouth, sucking his own tongue, like a gust of wind trying to sweep away everything, raging, exploring, and sprinting in the mouth.

Even breath was taken away.

All the smells in the nose were strange.It's not the smell of cologne, I can't tell what it is, but it smells nice.

The body was suppressed, and the hands were held by the man so that he could not be free. The fiery body rubbed against his sensitive parts, bringing a pain-like pleasure.Lust is like a spark of fire, it becomes a prairie fire in an instant, it comes too fast, and it is completely caught off guard, and my face burns instantly.Maybe it was because of drinking, the fire of desire was like a wild horse, uncontrollable by reason, igniting fire everywhere in the body, the body was stiff and I didn't know what to do.

The tip of his tongue was sucked and he couldn't move.The teeth were licked, licked carefully, like treating some treasure, the hot kiss became gentle.

It was the first time he kissed someone in 18 years, and he was treated like this for the first time, so that Yang Qitian didn't know how to deal with it. His first reaction was to be stunned, and the second reaction was to feel the surge of passion surging in his chest Move, the third thought, is resistance.

When he wanted to resist, his whole body was already hot from the kiss, and his subconscious actually wanted to pull that person over rather than push him away.

Being kissed so hard that I was breathless, short of breath, oxygen, give me oxygen, Yang Qitian couldn't help breathing heavily, which made the other party's aggression go deeper, and even the throat was taken care of.The kiss was so sweet that I couldn't tell if it was a weird or comfortable feeling, "Bang bang bang..." The heartbeat was so fast, it seemed that the heart could pop out of the chest cavity with just one mouth.

The intruder saw that Yang Qitian was inexperienced, so he chuckled, and retreated a little before he was about to suffocate, grabbed his wrists with one hand and raised them above his head, and held his slightly erect spine with the other.He held it through the pants, kneaded it, then stretched his hand through the belt and moved it up and down, which made the pleasure swell in an instant, and Yang Qitian's legs trembled immediately.My sanity gradually cleared up, and I felt a sense of humiliation in my heart, being toyed with by strangers... What was even more humiliating was that I actually felt it...

Rather than doing this, it would be better to die!

Yang Qitian violently broke free, twisted the man's arm and quickly turned him around, put his back against his, hugged his waist, lifted him, bent down and fell backwards, using his arms and The strength of the waist and abdomen threw the man from his shoulders.

An authentic German rear axle throw.

The man hit the ground hard.

There was a loud "boom", almost smashing a hole in the floor.

The back hits the ground first, then the head, and finally the legs.He was obviously stunned by the fall, his body was bent like boiled shrimp, and he remained in the posture of being thrown for a long time without being able to move.After the fall, Alcohol ran for most of the time, but his head became even more dizzy.

It's a surprise that I didn't hear his cries of pain. It stands to reason that this kind of young master and rich second generation are less resistant to falling.

"The idea is on Grandpa's head! Bastard! Scum!" Yang Qitian was furious, and only now did he realize that he was being raped by someone, and by a man... He had never encountered such a thing in his pure 18 years of life. I don't know what words to use to describe the situation at this time, and I can't find words, which makes people even more angry, "Mr. Yang, I'm pissed, damn glass, if you dare to hit me, I'll fuck your ancestors!" Yang Qitian kissed at that person He immediately recognized him as Yang Jin—this kind of recognition was almost deep in his bones. Although it was strange, he would never admit his mistake.

After the muffled cough, Yang Jin, who was lying on the ground in a daze, smiled easily, "You don't need to hurt my ancestors, just hurt me, and I want to hurt you too."

Unexpectedly, the vice president of a big company with a dignified appearance would say such words. Yang Qitian was shocked again for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment, and his anger reoccupied the high ground, burning more vigorously than before.He rushed towards him with a stride, and lifted his expensive suit collar with his right hand, "Do you have the guts to say it again?"

Yang Jin took a few breaths, and leaned into his ear, "I, think, grass, you." He said each word in that extremely pleasant voice, and deliberately blew into his ears after speaking.

Yang Qitian is like a leopard whose tail has been stepped on. He swung his fist without thinking about it. His emotions can always control his actions, just like just now when he feels happy emotionally, he will be intoxicated, but when he feels humiliated, he will throw it regardless. He stumbled, as for reason, Yang Qitian never needed these two words in his dictionary, what is reason, is it delicious?Needless to say that it is not delicious.

Yang Jin's nosebleed came out wildly, staining his cheeks red, which was shocking.

The strange thing is that even after being beaten, he was also very excited, "I've fallen in love with you..."

Yang Qitian punched again, brushing the mandible from the root of his left ear, Yang Jin's face turned to one side, and his whole body slid out on the ground, as if nothing had happened, he wiped away the blood that flowed from the inner wall of his bite, raised his head, and stood in the dark. Looking at Yang Qitian with bright eyes, he said with a smile: "You can't run away..." Yang Qitian's fist hit him again. "You will let me go, you will..." Before he could finish speaking, he hit the cheek again with his next punch.

When Yang Jin said a word, Yang Qitian punched him in the face, and soon Yang Jin's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was beaten into a pig's head.As long as he said a word of forgiveness, Yang Qitian would let him go, but from the beginning to the end, he maintained an attitude of indifference, with the expression of controlling the world in his hands, and there was no fear or fear in Yang Qitian's eyes, only obsession and affection .This peculiar look infuriated Yang Qitian even more.He had never been so angry before, and he didn't know why he was angry, maybe it was because he really felt it just now, rather than being angry with Yang Jin, he was more angry with his strange self who was provoked by Yang Jin and indulged in his kisses.His first kiss was lost just like that, and was taken away by a man. If he didn't beat him up, his surname would not be Yang.

The two didn't have time to turn on the light, their eyes adapted to the darkness, and they could see the scene in the house vaguely. Yang Qitian saw Yang Jin's swollen face, and his anger gradually subsided, replaced by worry.Is it wrong to start, after all, he still has work tomorrow and needs to meet someone just in case... Ah bah bah bah!Don't worry!Yang Qitian grabbed Yang Jin by the neck, lifted him up, and said viciously: "Grandson, I have heard of your famous grandfather a long time ago. You change your partner every day. You can take both men and women. You are a famous playboy. Do you think I will?" If you let yourself be played with like everyone else, you are wrong!"

Yang Jin blinked his eyes, looking a bit playful, then stared straight at him with dark and bright eyes, Yang Qitian noticed that these eyes were indeed the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen in his life, the most special thing was the eyes As if there is water in the eyes, it turns and turns, and the eye waves flow with the change of expression. When staring straight at people, there seems to be deep and sincere affection in the eyes, showing a kind of confusion under the hazy moonlight. The magic of the mind.

Yang Qitian noticed that his heart was beating very fast.

To be precise, since he was kissed, his heartbeat has been uncontrollably chaotic, and his heartbeat was also very fast during the beating process just now. The beating person is more excited and frightened than the beating person, that's right. , is afraid, afraid of what that person said, afraid of that person's attitude of manipulating everything, afraid of his eyes so that he dare not look at him, for example, at this moment, Yang Jin's eyes are staring at him, and he avoids his eyes reflexively , Then he hated himself for dodging, squeezed the hand by his neck hard, the veins on the hand were exposed, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "What are you looking at! Look at me and I will gouge out your eyeballs!"

Yang Jin was the opposite of his rage and agitation. Yang Jin was very calm and calm, and seemed a little happy. Yang Qitian didn't understand how he could be happy when he was beaten into a pig's head. The brain structure of this dead gay is just different from that of normal people.

"I'm looking at your angry posture. When you are angry, you have a kind of domineering, you are not afraid of the sky, you are not afraid of the earth, and you would rather be broken than broken. I have never seen it in a boy who has been with me before."

The boy who followed him before?

Damn, admit that many people have followed him before?How many?Do you want to play this time too?

If you want to play with me, I will beat you to death!

Yang Qitian clenched his fists again.

Just as he was about to punch him in the face, he coughed suddenly, the sound was not loud, but Yang Qitian's fist shook and stopped above the tip of his nose, unable to swing further.It seemed that he was hit in the chest just now, why did he cough, chest pain?It won't be really broken, will it?I didn't really put in much effort...

The hand clenched into a fist stretched out an index finger, pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "Yang Jin, you remember, there will be no next time! Disgusting Bara's dead glass! The young master let you go a lot, today's matter is nothing. If you mess with me again..." Yang Qitian wanted to say "I'll kill you", but he couldn't say that he wanted to kill him, even if it was a threat, he couldn't say it, so he had to change his words temporarily, " It's not as simple as it is today." After speaking, I felt no momentum, threw his collar, walked to the door a few steps, opened the door vigorously, and closed the door hard with a "bang", as if even the door frame The dust all shook down, and the poor door acted as Yang Qitian's punching bag.

Yang Jin wanted to close the door properly, walked over, and glanced at the corridor with faint hope, but there was no one there, and the boy had long since left.

He walked really smartly.Yang Jin thought.

Close the door, don't bother to turn on the light, float into the bathroom like a ghost in the dark, turn on the shower, and drench yourself.

Cover your face with your hands.

What's going on here?

From the moment I saw him, my heart couldn't calm down. I had this lewd thought when I met him for the first time. Even now that he has gone, my hands are shaking.What is going on here?

He looked down at his hand, clenched his fist, released it, and it was still shaking, what the hell was shaking!

Cold water does not clear the mind.Turn off the cold water, put hot water in the bathtub, turn on the light, and look in the mirror.

His face was swollen from the beating, and it hurt to the touch.But I'm not angry at all, and I don't want revenge at all.

He is rich and powerful, his family background is strong, his uncle is black and white, he is the real leader behind the scenes in this city, his uncle intends to cultivate him to let him inherit the Changming Group, everyone takes the initiative to please him, he just ticked his fingers , There are countless handsome men and beauties posted here, and I can't remember how many men and women I have been related to over the years.

Rich, capable, promiscuous.These are the three labels attached to him.He is Yang Jin, and he is Yang Jin who can control everything.

Why can't he control his emotions?

He lost his composure in front of that boy, and without any calculation and analysis, he chose the most wrong way to approach him in a hothead.He could see that the young man had no sexual experience, he wanted to provoke his lust, he wanted to get him, it would be great if he could be made obsessed with his body, this kind of thinking is not only dirty, but also humble, this kind of Yang Jin is by no means normal Yang Jin.The normal Yang Jin is smart and calm, not so impulsive, but also considerate, not so forceful regardless of other people's wishes.

Now he understands the psychology of those young masters who rob people's daughters in feudal society.

It turns out that when you see what you really want in your heart, you will really desperately grab it.He even wanted to imprison him, break his wings, and let him never escape from his palm.

Taking out the aphrodisiac given by Li Chenfeng in his trouser pocket, he smiled self-deprecatingly.Fortunately, he didn't use it, if he really used the aphrodisiac, wouldn't Yang Qitian beat him to death?

Unexpectedly, his reaction would be so violent, and it seemed that he had expected him to hit someone.When I was beaten, I felt at ease and justified. I just admired his angry posture and forgot to fight back. I was thrown on the back of the bridge and fell to the ground hard, but I still remember it because I was hugged by the teenager during the wrestling. I don’t call security, I don’t take revenge. Is this still Yang Jin?After being beaten up, he is still thinking about the guy who beat him up. Isn't this cheap?

Yang Jin said to the "pig's head" in the mirror: "Are you sick?"

Laugh when you finish speaking.

I laughed out loud, "Hahahaha..." I have never laughed so loudly before.The exhaled white air made the mirror hazy, and Yang Jin wrote three words on the mirror with his index finger: Yang Qitian.It was immediately covered by the water vapor in the bathroom, and nothing could be seen, leaving no trace.But these three words are in my heart at this moment.

Yang Qitian, your good days are coming to an end when you meet me, you can't run away, I want to chase you.

Yang Jin thought, this is fate.