Chapter 550, it's better to fight
Remember the hiccup ahead? The eldest and second is a person who gets "wet" when stimulated a little.
Now, he knelt on the bed, took off his pants, and after thinking for a while, he "wet" Fu Jiaming's buttocks. Then the mustache took the toilet brush from the bathroom and stabbed Fu Jiaming's backyard a few times.
"It's a bastard." Ye Zhan, who was watching the whole process on the side, turned his face away, covered his mouth with his hand, and laughed non-stop: "Mouse, you are really ...... Absolutely! I arched my hand and said, "It's easy to say." Don't reveal this, otherwise my image will be ruined, you must know that I have a lot of female fans in three schools. โ
The eldest second child hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, don't say it, otherwise my image will be ruined." The mustache took the toilet brush and said with a sad face: "I agree, don't say it!" Ye Zhan patted his head and said: "I don't want to see this kind of thing a second time in my life, let alone mention it!" "Everyone decided to keep this matter tight, and there will be no fifth person in this world who knows dร o.
I looked at the two people on the bed, Fu Jiaming was lying on the bed, and there was still a puddle of liquid on his white and chubby buttocks. And Zhao Peng was sleeping peacefully on the side, how could he be left alone?! "Hmm......," I nodded, "let's pose for the two of them again." So the mustache and the eldest second child gave full play to their imagination and put Fu and Zhao in a more obscene pose. I looked at the two of them hugging each other and imagined how they would wake up the next day......
"Hahaha." We all laughed and left the room together. At the counter on the ground floor, we explained to the boss again and gave him some money to keep his mouth shut. After that, we left the hotel and waited for the next day to hit the storm. After this storm, I will embark on the final plan......
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Sunlight shone through the windowsill on the naked duo on the bed. The first to wake up was Fu Jiaming, he was dazed, feeling like he was being hugged by someone, and his lips were kissed by someone. Hmm, it seems to be a beautiful affair...... Fu Jiaming smiled and didn't rush to open his eyes. He touched the man's back with his hand...... Hey? He didn't think it was like a little girl's silky skin, but like the rough back of a big man. This......
At this moment, he suddenly felt a faint pain in his backyard, as if he had been stabbed into it by something last night. However, the person next to him who was hugging him was still snoring. Fu Jiaming was shocked into a cold sweat, and a bad premonition arose. He opened his eyes tremblingly, and his hair was exactly as he had imagined...... He was hugged by a muscular man, and he was talking to him head to mouth......
"!" Fu Jiaming yelled, and childhood memories suddenly flooded into his mind. Years have passed, and he has encountered this kind of thing again! He jerked the man in front of him and tumbled out of bed at the same time. At the same time, the man also woke up in a daze, he opened his eyes and sat up, and when he saw the person next to the bed, he exclaimed: "Fu Jiaming?!" โ
Fu Jiaming roared angrily, grabbed the lamp on the bedside table and threw it away. "Fuck you!" Fu Jiaming scolded and looked for his clothes and pants in a panic. Zhao Peng turned the lamp away, looked at Fu Jiaming's naked body, and then looked at his naked body, and suddenly laughed lewdly: "Baby, I completely forgot what happened yesterday, can you help me recall my memories?" โ
At this moment, Fu Jiaming suddenly felt that his buttocks were wet and slippery, and when he touched it with his hand, he saw that his hands were covered with liquid that no man would be unfamiliar with. "Hahaha......" Zhao Peng laughed: "Brother, I didn't expect you to be so good, why didn't you sue me earlier?" We can make a pair of long-term mandarin ducks. Fu Jiaming didn't say a word, he just looked around, as if looking for something. There wasn't one in the guest room, so he went into the toilet again.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhao Pengban shouted: "Go to the toilet first, and then take a shower, we can do it again!" โ
The backyard was still aching, Fu Jiaming's teeth were itching, and the pain in his heart was what made him the most uncomfortable. He went to the toilet and was still looking around. Eventually, he decided to remove the iron showerhead. Fu Jiaming walked out with a nozzle, and Zhao Peng said in amazement: "Playing with such a heavy taste? Can that thing behind you stand it? โ
Fu Jiaming glared at Zhao Peng fiercely and walked over step by step. Zhao Peng suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he leaned back suddenly: "What are you going to do?!" "But he didn't get very far, because he had the bed behind him. Fu Jiaming didn't say a word, and smashed the sprinkler in his hand. As soon as he made a move, he didn't plan to stay alive and knocked towards Zhao Peng's temple. This time, Zhao Peng was smashed and turned over. However, Zhao Peng is not an idle person, he rolled on the bed and stood up on the other side of the bed. Fu Jiaming jumped on the bed and chased after him, yelling, "I'll fuck you!" Holding the sprinkler head and hitting it again.
Two naked men, shaking the dick with a ding-dong clang, launched the most intense hand-to-hand combat in this small room. Fu Jiaming has a guy in his hand after all, and his hatred has reached a certain peak. From the very beginning, Zhao Peng had already lost.
By the time the hotel staff heard the noise and rushed over, the fight was almost over. Zhao Peng leaned against the corner covered in blood, and he only had one breath left. Of course, Fu Jiaming is not much better, he is also scarred, but he stubbornly uses a shower head - yes, it is a shower head, and stabs Zhao Peng's backyard fiercely.
The innkeeper was also stunned when he saw this scene, and hurriedly called the police according to the process. After the police came, they first arranged for an ambulance to take Zhao Peng and Fu Jiaming to the hospital, and then asked the boss what was going on. The boss said according to the lines set up last night: "These two people came to open the room drunk yesterday, and somehow they fought in the room this morning." Then he said, "According to my observation for many years, this is a pair of glasses, I am afraid that it is because of love and hatred!" โ
The police frowned, they really didn't bother to care about this kind of, and they didn't care about it after throwing them in the hospital.
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Nie Yuanlong rushed to the hospital with me and Wang Lei, and Qiu Feng also rushed to the hospital with a mustache.
Zhao Peng and Fu Jiaming live in the same ward, both have just been sutured and bandaged, and are still in deep sleep. According to the doctor, Zhao Peng's injuries are more serious, and he will have to rest for at least a few dozen days. "Mostly anal." The doctor said, "It was very badly damaged. โ
The murder weapon was on the bedside table, a shower head. I can't imagine how Fu Jiaming stuffed that thing into Zhao Peng's backyard. Nie Yuanlong and Qiu Feng were trembling with anger, they didn't know what was going on at all, so it was not easy to have a seizure now. "How did they get into a room?" Qiu Feng looked at Nie Yuanlong angrily.
Nie Yuanlong also looked at Qiu Feng angrily: "How the do I know dร o?" Now Zhao Peng is more seriously injured, right?! โ
I, Wang Lei, and Mustache all had heavy faces, and watched the two bigwigs quarrel in the ward.
"Nie Yuanlong, I warn you, don't play yin with me!" Qiu Feng yelled: "You can't fucking play! โ
Nie Yuanlong had a calm face, he had been pressed by Qiu Feng all along, and now he was successfully aroused: "Are you fucking stupid?" Lao Tzu played yin as for burying Zhao Peng?! โ
Qiu Feng looked at the two people on the bed and seemed to calm down a little. He thought for a moment and said, "Wait for Fu Jiaming to wake up." โ
With that, he left the ward with a mustache.
His meaning is obvious, when Fu Jiaming wakes up, he will know all the truth. If this matter had something to do with Nie Yuanlong, he would definitely not give up. In the ward, there were only three of us left. "!" Nie Yuanlong kicked at Zhao Peng's hospital bed, almost flashing Zhao Peng down. He looked at Wang Lei, and Wang Lei shuddered.
"Of the four red sticks, you are the only one left." Nie Yuanlong patted Wang Lei on the shoulder.
Wang Lei nodded dumbfounded.
Then Nie Yuanlong looked at me again; "Brother Hao, what do you think is going on?"
I pondered for a moment and said, "Zhao Peng is interested in men, and this matter is not a secret in the vocational college. So I suspected that Fu Jiaming was the reason to seduce him, and then the two had an argument at the hotel for some reason, and then they started fighting. Zhao Peng will not lose to Fu Jiaming in terms of strength, but now he has been defeated so much, which shows that Fu Jiaming will be ready to bรจi tomorrow morning. All of this is just Qiu Feng's conspiracy. โ
Wang Lei nodded: "I agree with Brother Hao's opinion. โ
I glanced at him, and Wang Lei gave me a meaningful look. I felt a little furious in my heart, and looked at Nie Yuanlong again.
"It's Qiu Feng again......" Nie Yuanlong clenched his fists: "He always likes to play with these yin ...... Damn, you want to blame me at the end of the day. โ
I snorted, "Hasn't he always been like this?" From Zhang Xiaoyong to Zhang Yunfei, he always likes to play this set, obviously it is a trap set by him, but he does everything possible to blame us. Brother Dragon......"
I let out a long sigh: "I didn't provoke. I really don't think you can take it anymore...... If this continues, the next one may be Wang Lei and me. When you're the only one left, Qiu Feng and he ...... While we still have some strength, it's better to fight with him! After saying this, Wang Lei gave me a strange look, but this time he didn't support me again.
Nie Yuanlong looked at Zhao Peng, and then at Fu Jiaming, walking back and forth between the two beds.
"Is there a war......" Nie Yuanlong muttered. By this time, he seemed to have run out of options.
The enemy, has stepped on our heads.