Mr. love

"Wanhe is just a scum of the crane clan, a traitor! He has no ability! Why do you look up to him?" The lady covered in jewels sighed, caressing the handsome face of the man who was pillowed on her lap, her eyes loving asked.

"I don't know, I just know that I'm going to fight with him. Granny, just let me go." The man frowned like a child who couldn't solve an arithmetic problem, and said persistently.

After finishing speaking, he patted the dust that did not exist in the blue striped suit on his body, got up and left the lady's legs and knees.

After walking three steps, the leather shoes made a sound when they stomped on the tiles, and looked out of the villa.

Outside there is a field of colorful flowers and plants growing around the villa, and there are green creeping geckos spreading on the wall outside the villa.

The lady behind was annoyed by the man's departure, and said in a somewhat aggressive tone: "Okay, don't beg me in the future!"

After speaking, she stepped on the diamond stiletto shoes "da da da" and went up to the second floor.

The man's shoulders that had been tense collapsed in an instant, and he looked outside, opening the corners of his mouth to reveal a heartfelt smile.

The cold face also seemed less distant.

"Steward, help me write a letter to the ghost gate. In your son's name. Write another letter to the demon king." The man stopped his smile when he saw the butler, put his hands in his pockets and said with a straight face.

"It's the young master, what do you want to write?" the butler in vest and trousers asked kindly.

"Kick him out of the ghost gate. The demon king, let the monsters under him be quiet. Although that golden core is not very valuable, if it is my Long Che's trophy, it is not bad for collection." The man touched it. He touched his lips and smiled, like a fox who smells blood.

"Yes, I see, I'll go right away." The butler quickly withdrew.

"If I lose...no, I won't lose!" Long Che smiled confidently with his lips curled up, eyes narrowed.

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The news came a bit slowly, one day after I found out that the ghost door software had automatically disappeared from the phone, Gu Qizi came with the dismissal letter.

I took back the mobile phone and wooden sign given by Guimen, and I wanted to take away the human skin drum, but I didn't give it.

"Hehehe..." Gu Qizi smirked awkwardly, said a few more comforting words, and left with his things.

I don't care too much about losing the identity of the ghost gate, I only care about why I did it.

"Sir, do you want me to check?" Liu Fuchen floated over with red eyes and asked.

"I can do it too!" Mo Yi happily raised his hand to introduce himself, and was kicked two meters away by Liu Fuchen.

"No, I'll go by myself. You stay at home." I took the key mobile phone, wore an embroidered white black crane shirt, black jeans, and leather shoes, and went out.

after an hour.

Returning home with no results, I found a mess.

The ground is full of broken porcelain bowls and plates, as well as my cigarettes.

I was in a very bad mood, frowning and gloomy, I looked at Liu Fuchen, who had a pleasing eyebrow, and Mo Yi, who was weird.

"Who did it?" I looked at it for a while and asked aloud.

Liu Fuchen lowered his head and looked at his toes without speaking, while Mo Yi kept nodding, but with an aggrieved expression.

"There will be no next time." I slapped Mo Yi across the face, glanced at Liu Fuchen and said in a cold voice.

Mo Yi's tears flowed down from crying.

Liu Fuchen raised his head when he heard the words, opened his lips but did not say anything, and silently packed everything up.

at night.

I tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. My whole body was so hot that I was soaked in magma.

The pajamas were soaked in sweat, and it was annoyingly sticky.

So I got up in the dark, opened the door and rushed to the toilet, preparing to take a bath to cool down and cross over.

But he saw Liu Fuchen sitting on the toilet, his red clothes were disheveled, his chest was wide open, and his legs were splaying himself.

His white hands touched the front end but couldn't get it right, his face was in pain, and his thin lips were slightly parted and moaned.

Stimulated me, but also woke up for a second.

In that second, I exited the toilet and walked to the kitchen to pour some cold water.

The night wind blows in from the gap in the window, the slight coolness and the comfort of the throat make me not so hot, but it is only temporarily.

"Are you tired of me, sir? Why...won't you want me?" Liu Fuchen suddenly stuck up from behind, which made me aware of his existence.

"Mister...Mister..." Liu Fuchen called me tirelessly, trying to seduce me.

I grabbed his restless hand suddenly, clasped his soft and boneless wrist and raised it up, looked straight into his eyes and sneered, "Cry."

He froze for a moment, and asked me without knowing why: "Sir?"

"Don't you understand my words?" I smiled, threw his hand away, turned and left.

Liu Fuchen chased me into my room, crying like a cat, her voice was thin and intermittent.

I was going to turn on the light to watch him cry, but I didn't want to, closed the door and locked it, and dragged him to the bed.

When I entered, Liu Fuchen exclaimed, because I didn't do any foreplay, and went straight to the point.

Solve for the sake of solving.

"Woo... sir... it hurts..." Liu Fuchen yelled a few times in pain, his body wanted to escape from me in the darkness, I grabbed his waist with both hands and pulled him back.

rude.No pleasure, no enjoyment.

"Remember, you seduced me first, and I gave you a chance." Now you have no chance.

I leaned over against his back, put my lips close to his ear, and said every word.

like a beast.

"Call my name." When Liu Fuchen let out tremblingly, I grabbed his neck and forced him to call me.

Legend has it that this method can make people call that person's name every time they vent.

Keep it in your mind.

"Wanhe... ah..." Liu Fuchen's back suddenly shrank for a while, I frowned and lowered my head and bit his collarbone hard.

He also raised his legs and combined them so that his waist fit me better.

"Sir... I can't... Umm!" Liu Fuchen cried while hugging my back tightly.

Nails scratched my back because of modality.