beautiful waste

He sat on Yan Yiwei's body unknowingly, and was poured several glasses of wine by him unknowingly.

He only felt that his cheeks were hot, his whole body was hot, the ceiling was spinning, and his eyes were hazy.The side face of the woman on the western mural became strange and hazy, he couldn't see it, his heart was beating so hard that it was about to fall out.

Sitting on the man's lap, he gradually felt that he was not so afraid, but his palms were very wet.He didn't do anything just now, but his palms were sweating frequently, which shows how scared and nervous he is...

He wiped his sweat hastily, still remembering his father's entrustment not to drink.

But how he evaded, no matter how he evaded, the golden wine poured into his throat sweetly like fine nectar.He thought his father was wrong.Dad lied to him that the wine was not good, but it was delicious!

In the end, he held the wine glass by himself and drank it one sip at a time.After finishing drinking, I still need to ask Yan Yiwei.

Yan Yiwei filled another cup for him.

He blushed and his heart beat, and looked at Yan Yiwei with hazy eyes.

Yan Yiwei looked at him, feeling very strange.This was the hotel that Lu Yaozong negotiated with his mother back then, and it was considered the property of the Bai family, so he took it back.This room was the one where his mother had been last.

He seemed to be staring out of the window, looking at Mr. Lu and his mother inside.Only this time, it wasn't the beautiful Mr. Lu and his mother, but the beautiful Lu Xueyu and him.

Is this another chance?Adventure?

It is very miraculous, so miraculous that Yan Yiwei's blood boils, just like peeping at his mother from the balcony.They were whispering inside, the man on the opposite side didn't know what to say, and the mother smiled softly.

Yan Yiwei felt that his body was getting hot, and it suddenly didn't obey his orders.Lu Xueyu looked at him suspiciously, and also felt that the room was a little sticky.

The two stared blankly.

Yan Yiwei picked up Lu Xueyu, it was not the first time he saw Lu Xueyu in the Lu family, he had already met him once on the boat back to China.

That day, he was wearing a white suit, shirt, vest and trousers, and his jacket was lost somewhere.On his head, he wore a big sun hat for going out to sea, but it happened to be white.He was dressed in white, standing on the cabin deck outside, facing the wind.

Yan Yiwei looked at him from the civilian cabin below.

His wings were broken for the first half of his life, and most of the time he spent with savages and wild animals.That was when he re-entered the civilized world, the first time he saw a figure like his mother who was like a banished fairy.

The hat was blown off, and the snow-white boy didn't care, he shook his hair, letting the sea breeze blow over his cheeks more comfortably.

He saw an astonishingly beautiful face.

The snow-white young man, elegant and refined, stood proudly, like his most feared dream, which he could never get back when he grows up!

They all like to wear white clothes, they all like to stand on the balcony and enjoy the wind, they all like to play the piano, they all like to drink tea, and they both like to play with the knives and forks of western food tirelessly...

Lu Xueyu was pushed to the ground by him, Yan Yiwei took off his military uniform, revealing the blue shirt that tightly wrapped his body.

He already wanted him!

I wanted him the first time I met him!

I wanted him when I listened to his love talk on the windowsill!

In the teahouse in the park, kidnapping his warehouse, blooming magnolia bushes at night...he endured again and again.

He couldn't believe it himself, he endured it until this time!

Maybe the Lu family and the Bai family are inherently wronged, or the Lu family and the Bai family deserve to be tied together!

And in this nightmare full of rooms, Yan Yiwei has become Mr. Lu, and Lu Xueyu has become a mother, and they are tender and affectionate.

O cryptic, desire-filled nightmare!

Lu Xueyu's eyes widened in shock, seeing the man rushing towards him like an overwhelming force.However, he drank too much wine, and the shock was also in his nerves, which could not be conveyed to his soft limbs.

Lu Xueyu lay on the ground in a daze, with a headache that was about to burst, her heart was beating violently, her limbs and bones were like a drunken sponge, both heavy and soft, and all her consciousness was like a layer of frosted glass.

In a hazy red, the whole world has become strange and bizarre, revealing another strange and beautiful face to him...

And Yan Yiwei looked at him with a complicated expression, and only when he conquered him can he completely conquer Mr. Lu.To torture him is to torture Mr. Lu, who made him Lu's sweetheart?

In the wanton revenge, he desperately wanted to get him, longing for even the slightest smell of him!

Love and hate intertwined, entangled back and forth.

At this moment, aren't they Mr. Lu and his mother back then?

Lu Xueyu screamed and struggled, trying to crawl out from under him, but the man grabbed her hair and slammed into the wooden floor.

Lu Xueyu was hit on the back of the head by a heavy object, and only felt a dull pain.Alcohol dilutes the pain too much.However, his struggle did not stop, pulsating in the man's arms like a fish.

Lu Xueyu has as much strength as a person's struggle before dying.In this rotten restaurant, tables full of delicacies, the smell of intoxication, the dangling chandelier flickering.The aroma of alcohol seems to soak people thoroughly, sour and weak, and every picture is so dull and delayed.

The distance between the carpet and the ceiling was very high, and the pitch-black night was completely isolated from the outside, and nothing could be heard.The night was turbulent, only the manic night wind blowing.

And the hunting of the most primitive prey is being staged inside.He knows how to chase him, corner him, and tear him apart bit by bit.

Lu Xueyu desperately crawled out from under Yan Yiwei, but was caught by the man again.The two entangled desperately on the carpet, Lu Xueyu's screams were very scary in the stuffy room, bumping around like ghosts.

Chairs were knocked over in the room and clothes were ripped off.He crawled on the floor and kept calling "Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo", but no one responded to him.

The room was full of blood, and the people in the room turned on their backs. In the end, Yan Yiwei made up his mind and slammed his hair on the floor fiercely one after another until Lu Xueyu could not utter a single scream, and fell softly on the floor with a soft moan. .

The thrill of excitement rolled over his whole body like an electric fire, violently fighting in the man's mind.

……

Lu Xueyu shed a tear.

Yan Yiwei was so excited that he couldn't help looking into his hazy and moist eyes.There seemed to be a little soul absorbing him.Lu Xueyu looked at him weakly, and now it was like a gift displayed in front of him.His snow-white skin was as smooth as cream, with a faint delicate luster.His legs were white and long, and the back of his head was tinged with blood, and he leaned softly in his arms.

He is very well-behaved now, whenever he lies on his body and smells his skin and limbs like a dog, he just trembles terribly.

He finally smelled something like sunlight in the warehouse crevice.He has long wanted to smell it like this!

The ceiling was swaying, and all pain sensations were far away from Lu Xueyu. This was a more terrifying and crazy nightmare than ever before.And his last memory is the dome of the devil's lair, and the sultry, cannibalistic red light, swallowing him mouthful.

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I have to write in detail later