Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Cen Xiao was caught off guard.

He was dazed for a few seconds, then took a light breath, letting the night breeze into his lungs.

But the sudden movement pulled the bruises on his body, and the surface of the skin was aching, and the pain felt very real.

Telling the truth in a joke is really lethal.

Cen Xiao couldn't hold back the heat in his chest, clasped Li Rong's neck with one hand, leaned over to put his lips in his mouth.

Li Rong raised his head in cooperation, and greeted Cen Wei with a somewhat forceful, tingling kiss.

People's feelings can be expressed through kissing, relaxed, missed, excited, grateful...

Li Rong's eyelids trembled rapidly, his slender neck was tense, his fingers involuntarily slid up Cen Xiao's arm until it wrapped around his chest, and pressed himself tightly against it.

The night breeze lifted his soft hair and kept brushing against Cen Xiao's side face, just like his subconsciously shaking eyelashes were also scratching the bridge of Cen Xiao's nose.

The ambiguity blends into the humid summer temperature, spreading silently on the soft lips.

The secret desire spread from the heart, flowed along the blood, and ignited all the nerves.

Li Rong let go of Cen Xiao first, and couldn't help panting quickly, sucking in the air.

He pressed his forehead against Cen Xiao's, his chest heaved and heaved, his side face was blushing with difficulty breathing, his curly temple hair was covered with fine sweat.

Li Rong calmed down for a few seconds, raised his eyes, and suddenly boldly poked out the tip of his tongue, quickly brushing over Cen Ling's lips. Before Cen Ling had time to react, the rosy tip of his tongue had safely hidden back, even the wet His lips also pursed slightly.

He blatantly 'run away', but also blatantly waited for a hotter 'counterattack'.

"you……"

Cen Wei was stunned for a moment, his eyes became darker, and he quickly chased after Li Rong, wantonly plundering in Li Rong's mouth.

Between lips and tongue, each other's aura unscrupulously invaded each other's territory.

The sound of glass doors opening and closing, the sound of bugs crashing into the lampshade, the sound of wheels rolling over the asphalt road, the sound of leaves being blown by the wind... everything seemed to disappear in an instant and was isolated from the outside.

They hide in the darkness of night, they are exposed to all eyes.

After a long time, the fiery emotions subsided.

Li Rong turned his face away, looked at the neon lights not far away, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Hey, are you not injured?"

When he rushed forward to hug Cen Xiao, he could feel Cen Xiao's muscles tense slightly.

There were fights in the Ninth District exam, so it was impossible to be unscathed, but according to his visual inspection, he thought Cen Xiao was in good condition.

Cen Wei glanced at the direction Li Rong was looking at, then looked back at him, and replied in a low voice, "It's been dealt with, it's nothing serious."

Li Rong's heart was more than half relieved.

Li Rong: "Where is Du Mingli?"

According to the plot of the previous life, the No.1 of this exam should have been Du Mingli. If Cen Wei performed well, then Du Mingli would be the second.

Questions that can be figured out without using the brain, he is simply looking for something to say.

Perhaps Cen Xiao's reaction to his truth was too great, which made him accidentally regain a little bit of shyness that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Cen Ling frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "It's finally over, and you still mention other men to me?"

Li Rong was surprised, and then couldn't help laughing: "No way, you used to be jealous of Lin Qin, but now why are you jealous of middle-aged people?"

This time, Cen Wei didn't put it off, but said solemnly: "I hate him very much, and I feel disgusted when I hear his name."

Li Rong was stunned for a moment, his brows were wrinkled, and he looked at Cen Wei with doubts in his eyes. After looking at it for a while, seeing that Cen Wei didn't intend to avoid the topic, he crossed his arms, tilted his head slightly, and whispered softly: "It's so disgusting, Is it possible that there is still the hatred of subjugating the country and taking away one's wife?"

He deliberately picked up his tone lightly, as if it was a joke, so that he could take it back at any time.

Cen Wei looked at him with deep eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand, put his ring finger against his cold ear bone, and stroked gently: "Be hungry, you have waited so long."

A relaxed and normal concern made Li Rong's heart sink.

His eyelids trembled slightly, his eyes moved down slightly, the eyelids stretched, the creases of the eyelids were faintly visible, the thick and long eyelashes were distinct, and under the high bridge of the nose, the lips opened a small slit.

If others look closely, they will feel that his expression is a bit serious.

This is his habit when thinking. He will wrap himself in a space that looks like a vacuum for a short time. He can't feel any movement from the outside world. There are only massive clues and fast-moving thoughts constantly asking questions.

Cen Xiao avoided his question, but did not deny it on the spot.

This is not to cover up, but to tell the truth in a subtle way.

From the first meeting in the training hall, he was sensitively aware of Cen Xiao's dislike and contempt for Du Mingli, and when he mentioned Du Mingli, the verdict in Cen Xiao's words was also completely negative.

Rao Cen Wei tried his best to restrain himself, ignore it, and pretend nothing happened, but as a person around him, he could still see it clearly.

He always wanted to know why Cen Wei had such emotions towards Du Mingli?

After all, in his impression, after Du Mingli brought down Han Jiang, the third district and the ninth district did not have much connection.

So... was his death related to Du Mingli?

Cen Xiao knew, then what?

He recalled the meaningful words that Cen Xiao said——

"Don't be too shocked, you are not the first person who didn't dodge."

"If there is someone who can bring down Du Mingli in the future, that person is me."

After Cen Xiao found out, he must have avenged him.

But he didn't understand, since he had almost no contact with the Ninth District, why did Du Mingli want to kill him?

When his parents had an accident, Du Mingli was still an ordinary person, he had nothing to do with Lan Shu and Hong Suo, and it was even more impossible for him to participate in the frame-up of his parents.

He is obviously a person with a good status, how could he get involved in this matter?

How many people are afraid of the GT201 project?

What about Cen Xiao?

And why, like him, have the memory of the previous life?

Cen Xiao is also... all right?

Li Rong had many questions in his mind, but he knew that Cen Xiao didn't want to talk about it yet.

Cen Wei revealed that the reason he hates Du Mingli is because he is about to go to the Ninth District to work, and Du Mingli will become a person who cannot be avoided in the future.

He is solemnly reminding Li Rong that he must be vigilant against Du Mingli, not in general vigilance, but as an enemy.

Li Rong gently bit the tender flesh of his lips with his teeth, the oppressive pain gradually spread in his mouth, he fully felt the pain, and forced his thoughts to withdraw from countless questions and return to the real world.

A few seconds later, he loosened his teeth, and smiled calmly: "I'm a little hungry, and the things prepared at home are cold."

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows: "Did you do it yourself?"

Li Rong hummed: "How is it possible, takeaway from a Michelin restaurant."

Cen Wei: "Take a taxi back?"

Li Rong: "Hmm."

Fortunately, they dawdled at the entrance of the coffee shop for a while, the candidates had already walked halfway, and the road in front of the economic and cultural activity center was finally cleared.

Li Rong beckoned to stop a taxi, the two got in and went back to Li Rong's rented house.

The speed limit in the city is [-], and the speed is not fast.

When Li Rong looked at the night scene outside the car window, he would not feel it whizzing by, but could savor it carefully.

The styles of each restaurant on both sides of the street are different, and the colors of the lanterns hung on the signboards are also different. The only thing in common is that they are all prosperous and filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Such a lively night seems to be able to dispel all the ugliness and filth to the dark corner, so that no one will notice or remember it.

It's good to be able to enjoy it for a while and forget it for a while.

Their current relationship is like an illusion, beautiful and almost divorced from reality.

The two love each other, life and death depend on each other, and even their souls have reached an unprecedented harmony.

No matter how clear and calm a person is, he can't help but indulge in such an illusion for one more second, one more second.

He and Cen Xiao are both.

They tacitly don't want to break this barrier, no matter how dangerous what they are going to do, but emotionally, everyone hopes to be able to see the end easily at a glance.

Halfway through the car, the driver asked, "Shall I listen to the radio for a while?"

"En." Li Rong knew that the taxi driver was tired enough after running for a day, and he also listened to the radio to refresh himself, so he had no objection.

It doesn't matter to Cen Wei, he is still reviewing the game in his mind, whether the hint just now was a bit too much, what mood Li Rong is in, what should he say when they are alone at home.

The master driver glanced at it, raised his hand and turned on the radio——

"Hello, Ms. Li, thank you for listening to the FM97.1 Warm Together program. I am the host Xiaoyang. Do you have any emotional problems to consult?"

A husky and crying girl's voice came from the radio: "Hello host, I listen to your show every day, and I really like you...I think you understand a lot of truths."

"Thank you, thank you, because time is limited, please talk about your question first."

The girl sobbed a bit, suppressing her sadness: "My problem is that I find that my boyfriend always likes to hide it from me. I feel very uncomfortable and insecure."

Li Rong: "..."

Cen Wei: "..."

The host was cautious: "Are you suspecting that your boyfriend doesn't like you?"

The girl choked up and said, "No...he is quite interested in me, you know, that kind of interest."

Moderator: "Is it because you lack communication?"

Girl: "The two of us are high school classmates. We graduated together. He is the kind of academic bully. He is very cold. I have to guess everything. I feel very tired."

Host: "You can talk to him about this issue. I think the most important thing for two people to get along is to be honest with each other. If we can't be honest with each other, we will break up sooner or later."

Li Rong: "???"

Cen Wei: "???"

Girl: "So serious?!"

Host: "Actually, the success rate of first love is really not high."

Li Rong agrees with this sentence, anyway, his first love is not Cen Xiao.

But Cen Wei seemed dissatisfied, he said irritably, "Can I change the channel?"

"Ah?" The driver was stunned, "Yes, yes, the current radio stations are quite boring, and even trivial things are mentioned."

After all, he changed the music channel casually.

Li Rong listened to an unfamiliar pop song, with a smile in his eyes, poked Cen Xiao's arm with his finger in the dark car: "Are you hiding something from me?"

Cen Wei turned his face, looked into Li Rong's sly eyes, and asked, "What about you?"

Li Rong just smiled and said nothing, they looked at each other for a while, they turned their faces away tacitly, one leaned back to relieve the tired muscles, and the other leaned on his chin, continuing to look at the scenery outside the window.

About four to ten minutes later, the taxi drove to Li Rong's neighborhood. Li Rong paid the money and took Cen Wei upstairs.

Since it is a temporary rent for three months, the house he chose is not big, but it is neat and clean with a wide view.

After entering the house, Li Rong raised his hand to turn on the light. In the kitchen connected to the porch, there was the dinner that had been delivered earlier.

He ordered fried steak, roasted tomatoes and potatoes, salmon and shrimp salad, and a bottle of red wine.

The cold steak and roasted tomatoes and potatoes should be warmed up, Li Rong nudged his mouth and signaled Cen Wei to draw the curtains and heat things up by himself.

After putting the food into the microwave oven, Li Rong turned around, leaned against the table, put his hands on the table, and raised his eyebrows to signal Cen Wei: "Show me the injury."

Cen Xiao gently kneaded her fingers: "It's been dealt with, it's not serious."

Li Rong frowned, walked over directly, grabbed the corner of Cen Xiao's clothes, and was about to lift it up: "Show me!"

He was not willing to let go, and his movements were quite big, and Cen Xiao's clothes were wrinkled, so Cen Xiao had no choice but to hold his hand: "Okay, don't make trouble."

Pressing Li Rong's hand, Cen Wei glanced at the scratches on his wrist, hesitated for a moment, and took off his shirt to reveal all the scars.

His skin suddenly came into contact with the cool air, and he subconsciously tightened his muscles. The perfectly contoured chest and lower abdomen were all displayed in front of Li Rong.

Li Rong's expression moved slightly, he raised his hand, and gently stroked these brand new marks with his fingertips.

This is not the first time he has seen Cen Xiao injured. Ever since he decided to take the exam in District [-], every time Cen Xiao went to Tang He for training, he was more or less injured.

He may have gotten used to it, but he knew he couldn't get used to it.

Cen Ling could have avoided this path, just because of him.

The delicate milky white light illuminates even the boundaries of the scars exceptionally clearly.

Li Rong inhaled lightly, half-closed his eyes, suddenly leaned over, and kissed Cen Xiao's wound.

The bruised skin was hot, at least higher than the temperature of his lips. He gently rubbed along the traces, his moist breath pounced on the tight skin, and his lips touched with the muscles rising and falling.

"Li Rong." Cen Wei called his name hoarsely.

Li Rong seemed to have never heard of it, and kissed all the way to the inside of Cen Xiao's wrist.

The deep scratch was particularly dazzling, the blood had dried up, but the unhealed texture clearly declared the pain of the owner.

Li Rong frowned lightly, didn't dare to touch the wound, just pressed against the reddened skin with his lips.

Cen Wei looked down at Li Rong, feeling that the string called reason in his brain was already in danger.

He rolled his Adam's apple several times, trying his best to suppress the urge to possess Li Rong, but the inside of his sensitive wrist was continuously numb.

He recalled many scenes, those scenes where he possessed Li Rong unscrupulously, but made Li Rong disgusted.

He can't repeat the same mistakes, can't disappoint Li Rong's open heart, and can't break the relationship of the most loving.

Cen Wei restrained the urge to overwhelm Li Rong, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "The dishes are ready, I'll go get them..."

He tried hard with his forearm, intending to withdraw his hand from Li Rong's lips.

Li Rong pulled him hard.

Sensing Cen Xiao's escape, Li Rong raised his eyes and couldn't help sighing.

In the affairs of the world, it is most taboo to overcorrect.

Although he was displeased with Cen Xiao's robbery, it didn't mean that he planned to mess with Plato in his life.

It's obviously a relationship of knowing each other honestly and honestly, and it should be relieved if there is a desire, but Cen Xiao seems to have converted to Buddhism, which makes him somewhat irritable.

Li Rong squinted his peach blossom eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Eat first or eat me first?"