Wish to accompany this growth

Lan Zhengting opened his eyes suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.

Qin Xiang pushed open the door and came in. He looked at the man who woke up.

The dose of the medicine was not enough, so the people who passed out woke up within a few minutes.

Lan Zhengting turned his head to look at the person who came to the bed, and asked, "Where is Zeyu?"

He thought about it, but when he turned his head, he realized that his hands had been locked.

Lan Zhengting's brows were dark, and he looked at the smiling person.

Qin Xiang sat by the bed, he said, "Why do you want to find him, I am the same as him, aren't I?"

He reached out and touched the face that was close at hand. It was once out of reach, but now it is within reach. He asked, "Guan Zeyu and I, maybe I can make you sink even more."

He got up, then bent down, and moved closer, his slender fingers traced the outline of the immobile man's face, handsome face, perfect face shape, whether it was the narrow and long eyes, or the masculine breath, or the elegant Temperament, or handsome charm, he is a rare stunner in the world, if he hadn't chosen to be with the CEO of Guanying, then his suitors would definitely be caught by the dozen, and countless would come to their door .

Lan Zhengting stared at the person on top of him, he remained motionless and let the person on top of him do whatever he wanted.

Qin Xiang smiled, his slender fingers, warm fingertips, wantonly caressing the man's eyebrows and cheeks.

Lan Zhengting turned his face away, he looked in the direction of the window, Qin Xiang bent down, and he smiled, "Why, do you feel that there is Zeyu's figure on me."

He turned his face, Lan Zhengting looked directly into the eyebrows of the person above, he did not deny, "You are very similar to him."

Qin Xiang smiled a little wider, and he said, "How about I serve you instead of him?"

He pressed his lips to his ear, and he made a loud statement. "My service will never be lost to, or in other words, what he doesn't have is my best effort, or even my heart."

He untied the clothes of the man under him, Lan Zhengting looked at the man on him, but he didn't speak.

Guan Zeyu was lying on the bed at this moment, he clenched his fists tightly.

The game had just begun, and his body and mind were convulsed. He wanted to get up, but with his tied hands, even if he got up, it was the result of lying down. The name he wanted to call out, sobbed into a hoarse voice, it was a desperate whine hoarse.

Guan Zeyu closed his eyes, the more he closed his eyes, the more clearly he heard the sound from the next room, it was the sound of panting, and it was a crazy man's enjoyment, he called his name, Zhengting!

It was the person who couldn't move at the moment, and couldn't help but whisper the name softly in the deep affection, but now, such sensuality and thought, whispered in another person's mouth, Guan Zeyu seemed to be hammered to death A person who is struggling on the line of life and death, he wants to shout out, he wants to break free from the shackles of his whole body, but he is unable to break free, and he can't make any sound. Those dying heartbreakers can only strengthen the room next to them. A piercing groan.

What kind of situation makes people sink in despair, unable to break free from the shackles that hold the whole body, that is his despair at the moment and the pain that cannot make any sound.

Sweat dripped from Guan Zeyu's forehead, water dripped down his temples, mixed with the salty liquid from the corners of his eyes, and stained his collar.

The two bodyguards standing at the end of the bed didn't hear anything outside the window, and they stood by their posts indifferently, while the man lying on the bed struggling with all his strength, he was struggling, and the cold handcuffs on his hands rubbed against his wrists, and he was caught. From the scratched hand, blood red dripped out, the color went from light to dark, and gradually became blurred with blood.

Guan Zeyu yelled in pain while struggling, and when he really yelled out, all the sounds quietly fell into dead silence within this one.

Lan Zhengting turned his head in shock, he looked at the wall, the name he blurted out, he opened the door and went out, walked out of the hall, saw another closed door, he opened the door and went in, Guan Zeyu was Exhausted in the struggle, he had passed out.

"Ze Yu."

Lan Zhengting glanced at the two people at the end of the bed, and he said coldly, "Get out."

The eyeballs of the two people rolled around, and they went out as promised.

Guan Zeyu's whole body was tense, his hands were clenched so tightly that there were dents in his palms, and on his wrists, the lock cut his skin, bloody and bloody, Lan Zhengting got up to look for the key, He went out, grabbed someone and asked, "Where's the key?"

The man replied, "In the drawer."

There are various supplies on the table in the room, and a key is placed in the drawer of the table.

Lan Zhengting took out the key and unlocked it for the frowning man.

Guan Zeyu woke up, feeling that his chest was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. He opened his eyes and looked at the person beside him in a daze.

"Ze Yu."

Lan Zhengting kissed the person whose mouth was scratched by the rope, Guan Zeyu's hair was soaked in sweat, Lan Zhengting kissed the person who was looking at him in a daze, he kissed his eyes, kissed the tip of his nose, he and his fingers tightened But Guan Zeyu's hand, I don't know if it was because it hurt too much, or because his strength was exhausted, he didn't hold it instead as usual, and then called the name of the person on him in a deep and gentle voice.

Zhengting, every time, he chanted this name that he thought about day and night, every time he chanted this name, there would be a tenderness in his heart, it was the sound of love, you know?

Lan Zhengting took Guan Zeyu away from Longhai. When he went out, he saw Luo Xia, who came over and asked, "Zeyu, what's wrong with you?"

Guan Zeyu was full of body and mind, because of excessive stretching, his whole body was in pain, and his wrists were wrapped with several circles of bandages. Lan Zhengting had no intention of meeting Rorschach. Send it to the car.

Guan Zeyu has been silent since he woke up. No matter what Lan Zhengting asked, he didn't make a sound, but he held Lan Zhengting's hand tightly, and when Lan Zhengting wanted to go out to find Qin Xiang to settle the score, Guan Zeyu, like a conditioned reflex, stretched out his hand and grabbed the person who was about to go out. He lowered his head, and he could vaguely hear that he was breathing hard, as if the person who had yelled with all his strength just now had cracked his heart. , he just felt that his chest was dull and dry, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't ask anything, he couldn't understand anything, so he only grabbed the person who wanted to go out, he grabbed his hand, and the powerless only wanted Lan Zheng If Ting pulls his hand away, he will lie back in a dying struggle, and then he will be slaughtered.

Lan Zhengting stopped, he turned around, and hugged him. Guan Zeyu's voice was hoarse, and his vocal cords moved. He felt as if his throat was rubbing against a saw. His heart was so dry that his fingers trembled in pain. He said, we Go home, he said, Zhengting, let's go home.

Lan Zhengting hugged the man who was still tense all over. He hugged him and said, "Okay, let's go home."

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