phantom hand

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed, his voice was low and muffled, but pleasant to hear.

Li Chuang is very cooperative, it's crazy.

His intuition told him that something was wrong, so Li Chuang walked back the same way a little bit, and finally supported the door frame and leaned back, then checked the number plate on the security door three times from bottom to top, left to right, and when he stood at attention again, Except for the eyes that are placed on the strong chest muscles of the big brother of the remote control, other body parts can't find their place.

The room is correct, because Zhao Qingyu not only sent a text message, but also said it several times on the phone.

The community is even more correct, because Li Chuang conducted an on-the-spot investigation, and the back of the stone in the center of the fountain is indeed hidden with the disharmonious words XX Dafa good drawn with sharp objects.

So, what kind of god is this big brother who is smiling [-] yuan in front of him!

friend?

brother?

landlord?

……father? !

Han Mukun originally held a wait-and-see attitude, wanting to see how many expressions Zhao Qingyu could make on this face, but seeing the little thing's shortness of breath and the tendency of cardiac arrest, he couldn't hold back anymore and threw the remote control away. Going to the side, got up and walked over and pressed the child directly against the wall of the entrance, eyebrow to eyebrow, eye to eye, Han Mukun gently bit the other's lip: "I haven't seen you for a while, but you have become cute."

Li Chuang blinked dumbly, and sat down on the ground with a bang.

Han Mukun's arms were still in the posture of hugging his waist, but his feet were already wailing under Zhao Qingyu's buttocks.

The air froze, and neither of them spoke. Han Mukun was in pain, and Li Chuang was in shock.

"you……"

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

Ping ping, bang, bang, when——

Seeing the little thing grinning like that, Han Mukun couldn't bear it, okay, just hearing the sound, he thought it was a bouncy ball bouncing around the room, knocking here and there.

"That's the kitchen, and the toilet is at the innermost." Han Mukun couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him aloud.Then in the next second, I saw the child sneak in and then slam the door shut.

Han Mukun tilted his head and looked at the closed bathroom door, thoughtfully.

In the bathroom next door, Li Chuang sat on the toilet seat panting, very simple, panting.

【My interpersonal relationship is not very good...】

Li Chuang wanted to climb to the northeast and strangle Zhao Qingyu to death, strangle him alive!

"Little thing, did you fall inside?" There was a knock on the door accompanied by the man's joking tone.

Li Chuang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he quickly took out his phone.

Before waiting for a response, the man knocked twice again: "Hello——"

"It's called the soul," Li Chuang replied angrily, "I didn't eat well on the plane, and I have a stomachache!"

The man didn't speak anymore, Li Chuang didn't know if he left or not, because all his attention was on the receiver, and then a female voice sounded from inside: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

Li Chuang was completely stunned after dialing three times repeatedly but got the same result.

Han Mukun was also on a whim today. In the afternoon, those old fritters from the municipal party committee invited him to drink with some important officials from the capital. During the dinner, he was praised like a flower. Spending money on the project, but he just didn't let go of it, and there was no other reason. The project was big or small, and it was fine for playing. He felt that those Beijing officials could not see it It's pleasing to the eye, so I don't want them to make things go smoothly.Of course, one has to be careful with one's sense of proportion, and Han Mukun usually only plays within a moderate range, otherwise it would be meaningless for this person to live.

Of course, Han Mukun didn't want to come to see Zhao Qingyu at first, he had been playing with this kid on and off for almost a year, and he never showed any particular interest.But the child's appearance really suits him. Don't look at the usual desolate appearance, but when he takes off his glasses on the bed, especially when the bedside lamp is on, he is very attractive like a pink doll.When Zhao Qingyu first got along with him, he was probably still a baby, and he was extremely shy, which took him a lot of effort.Now the training is almost the same, although the reaction is still a bit boring, but I am used to eating seafood, and it is always pleasant to change desserts.But today's heartbeat is really because of that text message.

The little thing sent a message two days ago to say how the game was going. Han Mukun didn't bother to watch it and didn't reply. After drinking today, he happened to think that the other party seemed to be back today, so he took the time to send a message to tease him. Unexpectedly, he received such a loving message. reply.

Han Mukun didn't understand it at first, and he didn't take it seriously.As a result, when I was driving home, I asked my driver casually, and the driver told the truth.

That's what my ex-wife said when I divorced me, telling me to leave with my little wife—the driver's original voice was reproduced.

Han Mukun couldn't help but tell the driver to divert and went straight to the little thing's residence.

only……

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Xiaodong came back from a trip to Beijing, and it seems that some places are different.

Han Mukun casually lit a cigarette, sat back on the sofa, and had a rare patience.

The toilet seat of Zhao Qingyu’s house is soft and hard, just in a comfortable shape. Sitting on it gives a sense of relaxation and joy, like a spring breeze. One by one fell back to the original place.

Once a person is calm, his mind clears up.Finding problems, analyzing problems, and solving problems is a methodology applicable to any emergency situation, so Li Chuang took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, and analyzed and clarified the current situation little by little.

First of all, Zhao Qingyu is GAY, there is no doubt about it, no wonder he feels hairy every time he sees that person smile, this is a normal man's self-defense system.The second is the identity of the man outside the toilet, friend, brother, landlord father... Cough, naturally it is impossible, if there is no accident, it should be the object, oh no, it should be called boyfriend here.So the last question, what should Li Chuang do?

Think for 2 minutes, no solution.

If Zhao Qingyu lived on the second floor, he could just jump out the window and slip away.But now it is the nineteenth floor, and there is a small flower bed directly below the window. Li Chuang does not have that much dedication and is willing to turn it into spring mud.

Li Chuang felt that he was fully prepared after getting up from the toilet lid and doing a few radio gymnastics exercises to stretch his muscles and bones.Bite the bullet, he said to himself, as for the loss he suffered just now, uh, just treat it as being gnawed by his stupid family.

Quietly pushing open the toilet door, Li Chuang slowly poked his head out. He didn't want to be caught in the next second, and the man just held his head and dragged him all the way to the sofa.Then turned over and held him down, and said lightly, "Don't challenge my patience."

Li Chuang was pressed into the soft sofa. At the same time, he smelled the familiar smell of cigarettes.Well, this man draws the same card as him.

Han Mukun also smelled something, and frowned slightly: "Are you smoking?"

Li Chuang blinked brazenly: "I just touched it on you."

Han Mukun narrowed his eyes, as if he was weighing the credibility of his words, but Li Chuang couldn't bear it any longer, and put his arms against the other's chest: "I said, can you get up first?"

Han Mukun raised the corners of his mouth jokingly: "What if I don't?"

Li Chuang rolled his eyes: "I'm going to let you sell it into RMB."

The corners of Han Mukun's mouth pulled higher and higher, and finally he buried his head in the neck of the person under him.

The wet kiss spread from the neck to the collarbone. Li Chuang felt his scalp numb and didn't know how to deal with it. He felt his whole body trembling like an electric shock. He barely lifted his head to see that the gangster was actually biting him through his T-shirt... …

After living for 22 years, Li Chuang knew for the first time that this thing on a man's body was not a decoration but a sensitive area! ! !He wants to cry.

Li Chuang's consistent purpose is, if you bully me, I'll take a step back, if you bully me again, I'll take another step back, now that I'm leaning against a wall, you still bully me, beat you!

So when Han Mukun tried to take off his T-shirt for unobstructed and caring skin-to-skin communication, Li Chuang kicked him off without saying a word.It's a pity that Zhao Qingyu's small body was too disadvantageous in the face of Mr. Han Mukun's figure, so Han Mukun didn't fly directly to the entrance as Li Chuang expected, but just fell off the sofa.

The carpet is very thick, so the fall was not hard.

Apart from the pain in Li Chuang's leg, he felt uneasy for no reason.

Han Mukun sat up, brushed his shoulders calmly, and then looked at his little thing, with a suspicious light flashing in his slightly narrowed eyes: "Is this new interest?"

Li Chuang swallowed, he couldn't figure out the depth, so he could only deal with it: "You just think it is."

Han Mukun looked at Zhao Qingyu or Li Chuang, and after a while, smiled: "Hehe, I like it."

Li broke through the black line, watching the green smoke rising from the top of the man's head and slowly forming two words - abnormal.

After that is the so-called interesting tug of war.Zhao Qingyu's body was definitely at a disadvantage against Han Mukun, but Li Chuang's motor cells still remained in Yuanshen's cerebral cortex, so even though he dragged Han Mukun all the way to the bedroom, he still didn't let the other party really take advantage.

Han Mukun thought it was funny at first, but later he became a little annoyed. After entering the bedroom, he threw Li Chuang onto the bed, grabbed the pillow and covered his head. Li Chuang struggled like a fish out of water. With clean hands, he took off Li Chuang's pants.

As soon as his butt got cold, Li Chuang went crazy.A squat behind him smashed his heel straight into Han Mukun's back, and the heart was in front of the foothold. Han Mukun was in pain and immediately let go of his hands. Li Chuang took the opportunity to turn over with a carp, and looked for his pants without saying a word.

When the pain in his heart subsided, Han Mukun exploded: "What the hell are you so awkward about!"

Li Chuang, who put on his pants, regained his confidence. When he met the man's eyes full of anger, he tried his best to make his voice sound upright and strong: "You know, there are always a few days in every month..."