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It was an unusually handsome young man, and even in the dim and colorful light, you could see his handsome and extraordinary features, especially that he had a pair of dark and moist eyes, soft and tender.

He was silent, and walked towards them step by step, and finally stopped at the feet of the two, staring condescendingly at the drunken man in Lu He Yuan's hands.

"Take it." Lu Heyuan held one hand against Chen Yu, who was fluttering wildly, and handed the cup in his hand to the visitor with the other.

The young man took the cup and placed it on the table.

"I'm already drunk." The man said.

The young man nodded, he bent down and took the down-and-out defeated dog from Lu He Yuan's hand.

The man was still muttering, fluttering, and crying in a low voice.

"I'll send you back." The young man picked up Chen Yu and whispered in his ear.

Chen Yu didn't answer, he couldn't hear what others said, he didn't know his own situation, he was still in pain in the drunkenness, even more painful, the pain was so painful that he was heartbroken, but he didn't know how to vent.

Lu Heyuan stood up, looked at the poor Chen Dashao, and looked up at the young man again: "Is it really okay for you to send him?" ”

"No," the young man said in a voice as good as his appearance, soft and hoarse, full of warmth, "I don't drink." ”

Lu Heyuan felt that he was pretending, pretending not to understand what he was saying. So the man straightened his clothes that had just been messed up by someone, and said, "I mean, you won't do anything to him, such as killing a woman first and then killing him." ”

The young man suddenly showed a good-looking smile: "Don't worry, I won't treat him like that." ”

He didn't say anything more, didn't say what he would do to the man who had fallen into his hands. The tall and powerful young man half-hugged Chen Yu, who was unwilling to be honest, said goodbye to Lu Heyuan, and quickly walked out of the bar.

Lu Heyuan stood in place and looked at the two backs that left, thinking, this person is really a terrible beast. Always laughs so innocently and deceitfully, like a loyal and sincere big dog, but how many people know that he is actually a wolf cub who never shows his fangs and claws?

Li Chunxi took Chen Yu and left. In other words, Li Chunxi abducted Chen Yu and sold him away. Lu Heyuan retracted his gaze, turned around, and said to the person who was sitting on the sofa behind him at some point: "Did he really send him home?" Are you trying to play him to death? ”

"Is Chun-hee willing to let him die?" The man on the sofa took off his windbreaker and threw it aside: "Don't worry, that is, let his ass bloom." "Li Chunxi has waited for so long, so many years, and today he is finally getting his wish.

"He's already pitiful." Lu Heyuan said that Chen Yu also brought him a lot of business here, and he was also his important guest, even if the other party was down, it would always make normal people unbearable.

"What do you care about so much, he's just going to stab Chen's ass tonight, and he'll let that bastard enjoy it too—probably." But Luo Xiaomian is not quite sure whether Li Chunxi is purely venting his anger or whether he will make both of them □□.

After all, if you want to talk about hate, in fact, who the fuck doesn't know that Li Chunxi's love is deeper than hate, otherwise he wouldn't have refused to find someone else for so many years, guarding himself like jade for a fucking bastard thing? It's the biggest joke in the world.

Hey, speaking of this, what came to mind, Luo Xiaomian suddenly shivered.

"I'm cǎo, I've been venting for twenty-eight years at one time, maybe the one surnamed Chen will really be killed by him!"

Luo Xiaomian was shocked and gloated.

It was a snowy night. The snow was falling like cherry blossoms, just like the night he had been beaten up by someone many years ago, and he had a sleepless night at someone else's house.

Also, such a big snowfall.

That night, the boy was in pain and cold, so cold that he shrunk into bed and cried silently, and Luo Xiao, who woke up in the middle of the night, scolded Chen Yu for half a night for being the grandson of a dog mongrel. It didn't take long for Luo Xiaomian to find an opportunity to fight back, beating the person to the point that his head was bleeding and his ribs were broken.

Li Chunxi used to like Chen Yu so much, he liked to befriend him, he had a bad relationship with him, he snatched his girlfriend, and was beaten into a dog by him, and their war continued like that, until something irreparable happened, graduated, went their separate ways, and had nothing to do with it.

He turned on the lights and opened the curtains, and at the highest point of the city, the outside world was extremely cold, and the night sky in the middle of the night fell into a chaotic silence.

The heat in the room was like the scorching heat of the tropical desert, and he stripped him naked, pushed him into the bathroom, and rudely pressed him into the bathtub, and finally, the movements of his hands changed from heavy to gentle.

He still likes him so much, loves him so much that he can't give up, likes him unscrupulously, if he is already crazy, one day he will kill Chen Yu because of this, why is it not this person who harms him?

He scooped him up from the water, wrapped Chen Yu in a bath towel, wiped a few handfuls of people indiscriminately, and then dragged him back outside and threw him into the bed.

The hotel suites are spacious and luxurious, this is not Chen Yu's home, and of course he will not send him home. After waiting for many years, he finally got into the tiger's mouth, and he still got in by himself, how could he let it go.

He came out of the shower, and the man was wrapped in a thin quilt and slept peacefully.

With his eyes blank and a dangerous light shining from his eyes, he tore off the restraints around his waist, tore off Sven's elegant skin, and threw himself at the man on the bed. He violently lifted the quilt and pressed the man under him. His breath was shriveled, his whole body burned, his mind turned to ashes, and he hated to rub people into his own flesh.

He thought it was going to be a terrible force, and maybe the next day he would wake up and the man would be dead by his side.

But he hadn't done anything, at a moment's notice.

Chen Yu suddenly stretched out his hand, his hands tightly wrapped around Li Chunxi's back, and hugged him back. His tongue poked out and wrapped itself around Lee Chun-hee's tongue, giving him his first response.

The youth's movements stopped in an instant. He didn't know why he was so shocked, but he was shocked.

Yes, how could he have thought that one day Chen Yu would hold him like this, tangled with his lips and tongue, and his limbs lingered, even if that person was in a drunken Spring and Autumn Dream.

"......" His tongue pulled out of Chen Yu's lips, and they were lying on their sides on the bed, his eyes widened and he moved away from him a little.

The popular superstar, Li Chunxi, who has made many people obsessed, how could anyone have known that there has always been a figure hidden deep in his heart. Unchanged for a lifetime.

He looked at his face, looked at Chen Yu's expression in □□, and saw the man's painfully twisted eyebrows.

Suddenly, all his love and hatred for so long disappeared into this false dream, and his heart was flooded with a vast ocean of pity.

"Chen Yu."

Li Chunxi's eyes were red and his eyes were hot. He hugged his back, his head, tightly and tightly. How many years has he never called Chen Yu's name like this, and how many years has he stopped calling "Chen Yu" so gently and without concealment.

The purest and most immaculate secrets in his heart, the dirtiest and dirtiest secrets, were all revealed to himself at this moment, and to Chen Yu, who didn't know anything.

He regained his lips and gently rubbed them. Then his lips and tongue peeled off, and he turned over and pressed Chen Yu under him.

He sat on his body and looked at him, watching his favorite person change from a teenager to a man, watching him fall from high spirits to the bottom, he gently touched his face, Chen Yu felt the touch of others, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist lightly.

Chen Yu opened his eyes slightly, as if to confirm who the person in his eyes was. In the end, I don't know who he thinks he is, and he smiles at him like a spring breeze.

His heart was moved by this, and the spring blossomed.

That's nice. This is him. It's a dream. Chen Yu would look at him with a smile in his dreams.

Two droplets of water fell from Li Chunxi's eye sockets, like crystals, and finally splashed on the man's face, wetting Chen Yu's face and Li Chunxi's hands on his face.

"I'm sorry, I've always liked you." In this vague world, he said to him.