Fu Luo was dragged to the hotel room by Xiao Li in a daze.

Xiao Li didn't know what to feel in his heart, he was originally resistant to indifference, but aside from that relationship, he was also ashamed of Fu Luo, not to mention that kind of situation, if he didn't make a move, he was afraid that that person would be beaten to death by him.

Fu Luo was thrown on the bed, carrying the bed on his back, and the sudden pain made him squint and snort.

Xiao Li realized that his back should have been injured a lot.

He took off his coat and threw it directly on the couch, walking with his legs towards the person on the bed, raising his hand to unbutton the shirt as he went.

Then he leaned down slightly, unbuttoned his stolen shirt, and the sexy muscle texture slowly picked up under the light.

Xiao Li always frowned, turned him over and pushed him over, looking at his back, bruised, and the old scars accumulated over the years.

"Don't move while you're lying on your stomach."

He said, then turned to call his assistant, who had already prepared the ointment and went upstairs after he had made the call.

Xiao Li sat on the sofa, touched the cigarette case, and smoked it directly.

He was nestled in the sofa, his slender fingertips lightly holding the cigarette holder, and the green smoke hazy the young man's delicate face.

A moment later, before he finished his cigarette, he heard a knock at the door, he pressed off the cigarette butt and opened the door, it was Fu Luo's assistant.

Xiao Li hooked his coat, "You go in and help Mr. Fu rub the medicine, I'll go first." ”

How could the assistant not know Fu Luo's thoughts, several times, Fu Luo secretly drunk himself, although he didn't say it, but he saw the forbidden feelings clearly.

Hearing this, he immediately frowned, "Young Master Xiao, I don't dare, Mr. Fu ......"

He rolled his eyes before he pulled out a reason: "It will hit people." ”

Xiao Li: "What are you afraid of, it's a big deal to wait for him to sober up and slander him, and he won't be beaten in vain." ”

"Oh, Xiao Shao, what you said is light, he beats people very hard, not to mention that Mr. Fu has explained, he is drunk and leave him alone, just let him sleep."

The assistant said tremblingly, then casually found a reason, and ran away.

Xiao Li wanted to leave, but when he heard the man behind him snorting in pain, he paused, stopped there, thought for a moment, and then turned around, sat next to him, and smeared the ointment in his hand on his back.

At the moment when his fingers touched his back, Fu Luo's whole body was tense, under his black pants, his long legs were straight on the bed, and his hair was messy.

How could Xiao Li not feel the changes in his body, but he still cared for himself.

Suddenly, when his hand was painted like his waist, Fu Luo somehow suddenly dodged, grabbed his long arms, and pressed Xiao Li directly on the bed, his narrow eyes narrowed.

He could feel the drunken breath he exhaled.

Xiao Li frowned, and subconsciously wanted to push him.

Fu Luo pressed him to death, his ascetic face was dyed crimson, his black eyes were even more emotional, he wanted to roll, and his voice was sexy and hoarse and could drip water!

"Xiaoli, what do you hate about me?"

He pressed him, regardless of the back injury, very domineering and strong.

Xiao Li had never seen him like this, it was like pulling an immortal to hell, his body exuded a dark aura, but when he looked closely, he was trying his best to hide something, and even a little ...... Wretched.

Xiao Li lightly picked the corners of his lips: "I don't like men!" ”

A very straightforward sentence, like a guillotine, was inserted in his chest, and his eyes were full of hurt, self-blame, guilt, and inferiority.

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