When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

Jingyu couldn't wait, and left the room in a hurry. The elevator was still on the 25th floor. He couldn't wait, so he ran down the stairs from the sidewalk, ran out of the hotel, stopped a taxi by the side of the road, and went to Hankou Road. Museum away.

"May I ask which billiard room Cheng Muchi is in?"

"Sir, please wait a moment." The administrative staff at the front desk flipped through the order information and said, "Mr. Cheng is at 3022, and the appointment time is until nine o'clock tomorrow morning. I wish you a pleasant stay."

Does Mu Chi want to play billiards all night?Is it with friends?How will he introduce himself later?

Jingyu suppressed his doubts and went upstairs directly.

"Knock down."

"The door is not locked."

It was Twilight's voice.

Jing Yu gently twisted the doorknob, a faint smell of smoke came over his face, intertwined with the spring rain orchid fragrance on Mu Chi's body, there was a kind of dilapidated beauty, people couldn't help but want to defile, defile and ravage the spring buds The first delicate flower on the tip of the branch.

He took a deep breath and walked into the room.

The person not far away was leaning on a cue and looking at him, with sweat still dripping from his forehead, his brows were faint, and his expression was expressionless.

The man was wearing a white shirt with light brown pants underneath.However, the top is not neatly worn as usual, the top two buttons are undone, revealing a large collarbone, and the hem is not tied into the belt as usual, but hangs down fluffy, just to cover Stay at the waist.The pure white shirt was slightly damp at the moment, and a thin layer of sweat seeped through the shirt, making the originally slender figure even more exquisite.In sharp contrast to his white shirt, his bright red lips were slightly parted at the moment, panting lightly, as if he had just finished playing a game of billiards.

"Are you alone?" Jing Yu swallowed a few times and looked around, but there was no sign of anyone else.

Fortunately, he really didn't want anyone else to see Mu Chi's current appearance - a carefree and messy beauty that made people want to hide and lock him up.

"Yeah." Mu Chi looked away from Jing Yu and looked at the few small balls on the table.

"Why are you smoking?" Jing Yu walked up to Mu Chi, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, leaned over and took a deep breath into his snow-white neck, the smell of smoke was stronger, and the aroma was stronger... It is also very delicate, just like a freshly peeled egg, warm and silky, and can be broken by blowing.

"I can't play billiards, it's annoying."

"Want to learn?"

"I heard a few colleagues discussing it today, but I don't know how to do it."

"I'll teach you," Jing Yu raised his brows and grinned at the corners of his mouth, as if to show off, "I once won the ranking award in the British Snooker Masters."

Mu Chi never took the initiative to show weakness, Jing Yu decided that he must give full play to his strengths and teach Mu Chi well.

"How do I get the club?"

"That's it." Jing Yu suppressed the desire that had just risen, took the pole from another pool table, and walked back to signal him, "Close your left hand tightly, separate the fingers of your right hand, and use the second knuckle of your thumb withstand……"

Jing Yu bent down and showed Mu Chi the operation.

Mu Chi followed his example and also bent down.

"No, your thumb is not in the right position, and your waist is not in the right position, so..."

Jing Yu lowered his waist so that it was almost parallel to the pool table, then turned his head to Mu Chi, "Do you understand?"

Mu Chi's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his eyes revealed a bit of indifference. He uttered two words slowly, "No, yes."

Jingyu sighed, "Forget it, I will teach you by hand."

After finishing speaking, he covered Mu Chi's left and right hands with his left and right hands respectively, and pushed Mu Chi's body to slowly press down on the pool table, saying while pressing, "The pool cue should be directly under the chin, and the left knee should Bend down..."

Jing Yu suddenly couldn't continue.Mu Chi's waist is very soft, and it's effortless to press it down, especially when he is going down, the shirt on his body is also turned up, and the white waist is close to his body.Jing Yu couldn't be more aware of the flexibility of the waist.Every time Mu Chi's waist sags, Mu Chi's front waist and back waist will bulge a subtle arc, leaving the middle one to sag, like a gully flowing through a trickling stream. At this time, her rear hips will be raised.

Not to mention that the legs of the two are still tightly attached to each other. Jing Yu can even feel the slender lines of the legs in the pants, and the smooth touch. The touch is usually soft, but when it is tightened, it turns into stone. more.

Jingyu's suppressed desire suddenly rose up, like a spark entering the forest, and exploded in an instant.

"Well, how do we hit next?" Mu Chi turned his head, only seeing Jing Yu's chin, his breath was all on Jing Yu's Adam's apple, but his voice was calm as usual, "How should I hit?"

"Mu Chi..." Jing Yu said hoarsely, "I..."

"What?" Mu Chi's voice was light, and he lifted his thumb against Jing Yu's finger, as if urging him.

"You didn't feel it?" Jing Yu gritted his teeth next to his ear.

"Well, the root of my thigh is a little itchy from you." Mu Chi said calmly, as if saying that the weather is really nice today.

"You..." Jing Yu's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, and jumped out word by word, "You, mean, mean."

"No." Mu Chi turned her head away and stopped looking at him, "I just want to learn how to play billiards from you."

Suddenly, Jing Yu grabbed his hand, pointed the club at one of the balls, and struck out instantly, so hard that Mu Chi's chin almost hit the table.

"Bang bang bang bang", the ball was hit and scattered, and when the last ball hit the net, Mu Chi's belt fell off in response, and the metal waist buckle hit the ground, making a sharp "dang" sound.

He was pressed on the table by Jing Yu, his legs were intertwined with Jing Yu's, his arms were stretched forward, and his palms were pressed against the table, unable to move.In front of his chest was a hard and slightly cool marble table, and against his back was Jing Yu's solid and hot chest.

Dull.

Cheng Muchi, you are crazy to compare yourself to others.

"Hey", Mu Chi strenuously lowered one arm, and pushed the person who was exercising with his backhand.

"Huh?" Jing Yu's lips brushed against Mu Chi's ear, and he licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to do it," Mu Chi's tone was calm.

As soon as the movement of the person above him stopped, his voice was tinged with concern, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"I'm tired, I won't do it."

The body is suddenly empty.

Jing Yu lifted Mu Chi from the pool table, supported his limp body that was about to fall, with a tense expression on his face, he asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Mu Chi looked tired, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and his lips were slightly pale. He said lightly, "I want to sleep."

"...I'll take you to take a bath."

Jing Yu frowned, his lips were pursed into a straight line, he resisted the urge that was still vigorous, his body was extremely stiff, he just picked Mu Chi up and walked to the bathroom.

Mu Chi's hand hangs down feebly.

Jing Yu didn't even dare to look at the expression of the person in his arms, he was absent-minded, and almost tripped over the door frame when he entered the bathroom, and the person in his arms almost slipped out of his hands.

He had never seen Mu Chi like this, whether it was eight years ago or eight years later, Mu Chi had never rejected him in this regard, and the two had always been extremely harmonious.

Incomparably harmonious... Is it just the harmony he unilaterally thinks?

He put Mu Chi into the bathtub, turned on the shower, and scrubbed Mu Chi's body, but he wondered if the action just now was too violent.

However, it is obvious that he has carefully controlled his strength.

Mu Chi seemed very tired, even in the bathtub with his eyes closed, Jing Yu washed him, then dried him with a towel, carried him to the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

Until Mu Chi fell asleep, he was still worried.

If so, what about the ring?

Is the ring still available?

He scanned every possible corner of the room back and forth, where would Mu Chi hide the ring?

I thought it was going to be a great evening, but now it looks like...

Jing Yu stood at the bedside and looked at Mu Chi carefully. Mu Chi closed his eyes, his face was slightly pale, his brows were slightly frowned, revealing a trace of sickness, as fragile as a crumbling porcelain doll, as if it would break if touched.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Mu Chi's pale face, but he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, so he withdrew his hand again, gave Mu Chi another deep look, turned and went out to smoke some cigarettes, and left When passing the pool table, I saw a golden light shining through the trousers at the foot of the table.

Jing Yu squatted down and picked up the pair of trousers. Under the trousers were hidden two rings, golden, simple and luxurious, without any decoration.

Like it fell out of a trouser pocket.

There were still boxes at noon, where did the boxes go?

Jing Yu put the ring back into Mu Chi's trouser pocket, his eyes flickering on and off.

Mu Chi has always liked gold things, the packaging of these two rings has been unpacked, and no accidents happened, I bought them for myself to wear.

However, if you don't give it to him, who will you give it to?