Yuan Fei violently pulled his hand back, and washed it many times with the rain: "I warn you, Wen Runjun, if you touch me again, I will chop your hand to make sausages to eat!" ”

Wen Runjun's gaze swept over his fair, thin, sturdy and sexy upper body, suppressing the clamor in his body, gentle and patient: "Don't you want to eat chicken?" ”

"I don't want to eat it."

Yuan Fei finished murdering him, remembering that this person was currently his biggest creditor, he restrained his anger, and said solemnly: "I won't be able to pay your money for a while." ”

Wen Runjun chuckled: "I know." ”

"I'm bankrupt, and I can't even give you interest."

"It's okay."

"But I'm sure I'll pay you back, so don't follow me all the time."

Wen Runjun raised the umbrella above his head, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were overflowing with tenderness: "I'm not here to collect debts." ”

"Then why are you following me?"

Yuan Feili's anger resurfaced, and he remained gentle and calm for less than two minutes before disintegrating: "I don't like men, if you touch me again, I'll kill you!" I just don't have to pay it back! ”

Wen Runjun didn't seem to hear it, so he put his arms around him and touched his delicate and powerful lower abdomen.

Young flesh!

A visual treat!

It feels great in the hand!

"Bang"!

He was punched in the lower abdomen, and immediately bent down in pain, unable to speak in pain.

Yuan Feili pulled Wen Runjun's hair gloomily, forcing him to raise his face and look at himself: "You still dare to touch it?!" ”

Wen Runjun felt the hot breath he spewed, looked at his red lips close at hand, and leaned in to kiss him.

Yuan Fei was half angry!

All in vain?

As soon as he used his hand, Wen Runjun didn't kiss him, and he had a close contact with the earth.

He thinks he's perverted enough, how can anyone be more perverted than him? Not afraid of pain at all? Or is this man more masochistic than he is?

He kicked Wen Runjun, turned around and left.

After a while, the tail behind followed again.

"Wen Runjun, you can't beat Xiaoqiang?"

"I'll go to Banbrick tomorrow to earn money and pay off your debts!"

"I knew I wouldn't lend you money!"

……

Wen Runjun suddenly spoke: "Do you still want money?" I still have. ”

Yuan Feili's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he glanced at him with some confusion: "That...... How much can you give me? ”

Wen Runjun leaned his face over: "You kiss me, I'll give you half of the Huo family." ”

Yuan Feili turned around and left.

"Don't go, we can discuss it again!"

"It's not negotiable! Lao Tzu doesn't sell himself! ”

"I can give you a little more information about Nie Zibing!"

Yuan Feili stopped for the second time, looking Wen Runjun up and down: "Who are you?" Why did you know the news that even Huo Yu didn't know? ”

Wen Runjun's delicate and indistinguishable face showed a hint of arrogance: "Huo Yu has such a status in your heart? If I have more status than him, will you marry me? ”

Yuan Feili raised his feet and left: "Neuropathy!" ”

Tsk, it's really rare, there is even a day when he scolds others for being insane!

Wen Runjun held an umbrella and followed him unhurriedly.

The body is long, tall and handsome, fair and clear.

The back line is quite beautiful, the rain washes over his slender body, giving him a dewy sheen, and he is as vigorous as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy!

His long legs were wrapped in trousers, which were soaked by the rain and pressed against his long legs, revealing his straight, thin lines.

Beautiful boy!

It's a pity that it's thorny, and it your hand when you touch it.

But it's also more interesting!

(End of chapter)