Ren is ruthless and touching

Chapter 1

In the morning, the gaps in the heavy curtains can penetrate the dim light, and the sky is already bright.

"Hmm... ah... um." A fat, naked|||naked middle-aged man galloped on top of another slender body. The shoulders, the satin-smooth back, the waist tightly held by a man's palm, and things that can be touched "inadvertently" are so beautiful, he thought.When the |||climax was approaching, the other finger moved along the man's delicate Adam's apple and chin, and inserted it into the ||| entrance to stir, making the man swallow all the moaning|||groans forcefully.

coming soon.

He slammed a few times fiercely, took his fingers out of the beautiful baby's mouth, covered his mouth with his saliva that was too late to swallow|||swallowed, and at the same time jerked|||opened and opened, instantly blissful .

And that person, his face was flushed, and the fiery thing in his body was raging, but his mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound, even breathing was extremely difficult.

If this continues, the sex ||| will be suffocated, but it's okay, it's over.he thinks.

The man leaned on him exhaustedly, panting heavily, but his hands were not idle, kneading and lingering on him, smiling a little lewdly|||smiling: "Baby, you are so beautiful, oh, if it weren't for you Age is not forgiving, I must fight you for [-] rounds."

As he spoke, he turned this beautiful body over, let him lie on his back under him, and looked at it carefully as if he couldn't get enough of it.

There was no expression on this delicate face.

Even though the wrists of both hands are tied, the chin is still stained with wet saliva, the sweat and semen of the two of them are all over Crazy's body all night|||, and more importantly, being held tightly by a lustful old man Holding him in his arms and staring at him, he still has no special expression, and he can't see any disgust at all.

Maybe he's used to it.

Perhaps this is a place full of filth and ugliness.

Here are six doors.The most famous night market in Beijing.

This high-rise building is full of feasting and feasting, and singing and dancing every night, which is definitely not an exaggeration.

Parties, dances, and bars are all built underground, and people get together to revel. As long as you are willing to pay, this place can provide you with any service you want.Upstairs are luxurious suites. Unlike hotels, each room here has its own owner: the men who work at Six Doors.

The layout of the room is not extravagant, and any props to add to the fun are not incomplete, only you can't think of it, there is nothing they didn't prepare.

Of course, things are good, people are good, and money is good.

At a level like Ruthless, as long as you are willing to spend a lot of money, let alone a spring night, he can accompany you to play any PLAY you want.

Wu Qing remained motionless, his eyes were empty, and the dark eyes were full of water.

The man patted his cheek and asked with concern: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Did it hurt you baby?"

Wuqing still has no movement, no expression, no sound, and no expression on his face, only the water vapor in his eyes, which seems to be filled with tears.

This man is beautiful, and has a delicate face, as cold as a winter plum, absolutely forbidden ||| desires, when people look at him, there is always an urge to tear and destroy.When playing, the technique is excellent, I am afraid it is only one in a million miles.

The middle-aged man stood up reluctantly, put on his clothes, took out all the cash from his wallet, and roughly counted it. The US dollars and RMBs added up to only seventy to eighty thousand. He leaned over embarrassedly and said with a smile: "I don't bring much cash, so I will treat it as an extra tip. Don't dislike it, baby~"

The ruthless black eyes seemed to move, but he still didn't speak, his expression was very tired, after being tossed all night by this old man, his eyes were slightly blue.

The man saw that he looked sleepy and didn't want to talk much, so he put the banknotes on the bedside, adjusted his suit, and walked out the door.

When I turned the doorknob, I seemed to hear a ruthless murmur: "Thank you."

Thinking it was an illusion, when he looked back, Wuqing had already closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

When there was no more sound outside the door, the ruthless long eyelashes trembled twice, and slowly opened again.

He moved his numb arms, lifted them up with great effort, and sighed slightly after he saw clearly that the ribbon binding his wrists was tied in a tight knot.

It seemed that the only way to untie it was with his mouth, and he was hesitating what to say when the door was opened again.

A young man walked in. He looked cold and handsome, with a serious expression on his face.

He has long been used to seeing the messy and fragrant scene in the room when he opens the door, and he can also accurately distinguish and ignore other smells covered by the smell of incense in the room.

Seeing him coming in, Wu Qing struggled to stand up, shook his wrist, and said with a slight smile: "Leng-Blooded, it's just in time, here, do me a favor."

The cold-blooded face became even colder, he walked over quickly and took a look at the ruthless and slender wrist, and without a word, he turned over the scissors in the drawer, and cut them cleanly with a "click".

He got up and wanted to put the scissors back where they were, but he didn't want to be ruthlessly grabbed by the arm: "Wait a minute."

The beautiful fingers slipped the scissors from his hand, stretched his hands into the quilt, and cut off another belt, the brother below was unrestrained, the semi-diluted semen was released, and he stretched out in one breath.

He pinched the front end of the scissors and handed them to Leng Xue.

Ignoring the cold-blooded murderous gaze, he casually threw away the newly cut ribbon.

The cold-blooded fingers squeezed the scissors hard, still did not speak with a livid face, got up and put the scissors away, and when he looked back, Wuqing was already leaning on the bedside, lighting a cigarette leisurely.The lighter was conveniently thrown on the bedside table, breaking up the pile of banknotes.

He looked very good smoking, holding a thin white cigarette between his two slender fingers, the smoke was particularly delicious.

"Eldest brother..." Leng Xue looked at the knotted ribbon lying in the blanket under the bed, and couldn't help calling out.

But seeing the ruthless and cold eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to say again: "Breakfast is ready, take a shower and come downstairs."

He nodded ruthlessly, indicating that he knew.

Leng Xue frowned and walked out the door.

Ruthlessly looked at his back, thought for a while, then pinched a cigarette, and lifted the quilt, he didn't even look at it, as if the white, slender naked body with bruise marks in the quilt was not his own.

Holding on to the head of the bed, he stood up with great effort. As soon as his feet stood still, he felt viscous liquid flowing down his thighs behind him. He sighed in his heart and walked into the bathroom.

The lights are dazzling, and the crowd on the dance floor is dancing and swaying to the beat of the explosive music.

The spacious underground concert hall of Six Doors can accommodate thousands of people drinking, talking and having fun at the same time.

In the corner, there was a handsome man in a luxurious soft leather sofa. He was sitting in a suit and leather shoes, but his posture was very lazy. The goblet in his hand was filled with a flirtatious ochre-red liquid.

The older man beside him patted him on the shoulder: "You should see, this wine is on top, you get drunk so quickly, come here, drink slowly."

While talking, he pressed Fang Yingkan's hand, which prevented him from pouring a glass of wine into his mouth again.

Fang Yingkan was indeed a bit over the top, he raised his eyes, and glanced at the writhing figure in the dance hall, half drunk, rubbed his forehead with his slender fingers, and smiled wryly: "Uncle Cai, I'm just kidding."

Cai Jing smiled and said: "I brought you here to relieve your boredom, not to let you drink away your worries."

"The music in this place annoys me, and the crowd makes me dizzy. How can I relieve my boredom?" Fang Yingkan slid his finger on the bridge of Yingting's nose and pinched it.

Under the dim light, Cai Jing smiled ambiguously: "Nephew only has wine in his eyes, but I don't know that you have already become the focus here."

"Huh?" Fang Yingkan raised his eyes with difficulty, and found that there were indeed sporadic eyes cast over him.

From the bar, from the crowd, in short, there is a certain message.

A handsome young man with a lot of money, he didn't name anyone since he entered the door, and sat alone on the sofa drinking wine.

——Naturally became the most concerned and welcomed guests of the boys here.

Fang Yingkan frowned: "Uncle Cai, don't make fun of me." He stood up staggeringly, he was really not in the mood today, he didn't even bother to act, "I'd better go."

"Hey, don't go." Cai Jing dragged him to sit down again, "This is not an ordinary place, wouldn't it be a pity that you just come to drink?"

He pointed at a few places randomly, and said with a smile: "When did your Uncle Cai treat you badly? I know you are in a bad mood today. Well, all the boys with names, just choose which one you like."

Fang Ying didn't even want to lift his eyes, the heavy metal music made his brain ache: "Forget it, Uncle Cai, I'm really not in the mood today."

"It's said that you have been a man for nothing if you haven't been to the six doors. My nephew is a smart man, why can't you get along with me?" Cai Jing poured another glass of wine, handed it to Fang Ying, and said earnestly, "Isn't it just you guys today? Breaking up for a whole year! He is like a person who has nothing to do, why do you want to drink like a jade here? It's not worth it!"

Fang Yingkan clenched his fingers tightly, and his face became even colder.

Yes, he is so ruthless, why should I wait here?

He raised his eyes and glanced coldly, his eyes were sharp, so ruthless that it made people feel chilled, how could he have the hazy drunkenness just now?

Maybe, drunk, just drunk in my heart.

So he raised his eyes to look at this place, his eyes glanced over unintentionally, but he paused for a moment in a corner of the bar.

Cai Jing keenly captured this tiny movement.He looked in the direction——

A young man was sitting on a bar stool, wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers, his right leg was naturally crossed over his left leg, his right elbow and back were leaning against the edge of the bar, and he was holding a glass in his left hand liquor.

The appearance is proud and safe.

Next to him was a very rich man, yes, everything about that man was written with the words "I am rich".He was trying his best to show off with a smile.

The man's smile was half a smile, and the fixed warm yellow light on the bar reflected his eyebrows and eyes picturesquely, which contrasted with the obscene smile on the stack of RMB beside him.

The corners of Cai Jing's gray eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the smile in his eyes is blurred, coupled with cloudy eyeballs, like a cloud of fog.

Narrow waist and long legs, he is an excellent character.

"Nephew has good eyesight." He admired and beckoned to the waiter.

The waiter walked over with a wink, bent down and listened quietly to the orders of the guests.

Cai Jing pointed to the inconspicuous corner and whispered a few words to the waiter, and the waiter looked up and understood.

At this moment, the man Fang Yingkan noticed stood up, walked to the elevator with the stack of RMB and left.

The prey was taken away by others, Fang Ying glanced at Cai Jing, but found that the old fox was calm and indifferent.