Face Slapping The Slag Gong System

When Qin Mu took a shower, Yan Heng was sitting on the edge of the bed. He changed his white loose home service and wore soft non-slip slippers at his feet. He used to dress up here. Qin Mu walked to the other side of the bed and sat down, throwing the semi-wet towel aside. The five fingers were used to grab the hair, and there was no emotion in the tone: "What did you say to your grandmother?"

"Nothing, just smashed some homeliness with her." Yan Heng picked up the towel that Qin Mu had dropped, and his eyes swayed in Qin Mu’s hair with drops of water, licking his lips, saying: "I will help you." Let's blow the hair dryer."

Qin Mu looked up and glanced at him. Under the dim light, the young man’s eyes were quiet and focused, and the soft light of the warmth was flowing.

This kind of eyes is extremely ironic to Qin Mu.

The person who betrayed the betrayal is Yi Heng, and now the person who is affectionate is also him.

Qin Mu quickly avoided the sight of Yu Heng. "No, I will come by myself." He didn't intend to blow his hair. He was too troublesome. He used to pay attention to the details of this life, like a loving old lady. Always pay attention to his physical health, sometimes a small illness such as a cold cough, he did not find it, they are the first time to detect, and then urge him to take medicine.

The machine sound of the hair dryer quickly spread around. Qin Mu stood on one side and quietly blew his hair. He knew that Yu Heng was watching him behind his back, and he was playing with the hair dryer without a shot.

After a while, the sound of the slippers rubbing the floor was heard behind him.

Qin Mu turned his head and just saw the figure of Yu Heng disappear behind the bathroom door. He blew his hair a little, touched the hair and dried it, and took the hair dryer. He took off his shoes and sat on the bed, taking a cigarette from the coffee table next to the bed.

The sound of the water in the bathroom has continued.

Qin Mu quietly listened to the sound of the water, sucking a cigarette, white smoke from the nose of his mouth, floating in the air, and so on, until a cigarette burned out. The second cigarette did not take a few mouthfuls, and the door of the bathroom opened. Qin Mu smashed the smoke, and the tobacco smell in the air made the youth step out of the room.

Picking up the hair dryer that Qin Mu put aside, turning on the switch, the moment the hot air was sent, the sound of the balance was persuaded: "There is less smoke." The sound is not big, the sound of the rumbling of the hair dryer almost covers his voice. pass.

Qin Mu pulled his mouth and said: "This is not the same room as you sleep, my heart is nervous."

They were close to each other. Qin Mu sat on the bed, and Yu Heng stood on the edge of the bed. When he talked, he leaned over his body and faced Qin Mu. His gaze swept across Qin Mu’s eyebrows and then lowered his eyes. Stop talking.

Only the sound of the hair dryer is left in the air.

It took a long time to blow the hair, and it took nearly ten minutes to blow the hair dryer.

When the noise of the cockroach stopped, Qin Mu yawned lazily and lowered his voice. "You also know our current relationship. I don't know why you chose to stay tonight, but I never heard that the couple broke up. I can still sleep with the bed..."

Having said that, Qin Mu smashed his head and smiled indifferently. He said, "I will grieve you to sleep on the floor tonight."

The meaning of this sentence has been made very obvious, but the balance is like not heard, close the hair dryer, take off the shoes and go straight to the bed. Qin Mu's face did not change, but his eyes were a little deeper. He saw Yu Heng pull the quilt over the two of them, and then extended his arm to turn off the light.

The room suddenly darkened.

It was quiet all around and the breathing of both of them was clear and audible.

Qin Mu pulled out a sneer: "This is interesting..." The last tone didn't have time to send out, and a black shadow suddenly came over. Qin Mu just had to act, and the body was crushed by death. Yu Heng used force to press Qin Mu under his body. Both hands, like iron tongs, banned Qin Mu’s wrists. There was a repressed emotion in the cold and gentle voice. “Why did you bring Shao Qingyu here?”

"Let go."

Qin Mu smiled and there was no temperature in his tone.

"Do you really fall in love with Shao Qingyu?"

When asked this question, Yan Heng denied it. He did not believe that Qin Mu could empathize in such a short period of time, but he still wanted to listen to Qin Mu’s personal statement, so he held his breath and was dark. The eyes clung to Qin Mu’s lips in an attempt to get something from his mouth.

Qin Mu opened his mouth as he wished. "If I said that I fell in love with him, would you believe it?"

"will not."

"Oh." Qin Muzhen smiled, and there was a thin smile in the deep eyebrows. "Even if I only like him to the extent that I like it, it is sooner or later to fall in love with him."

The voice did not fall, the strength of the two hands that clamped his wrist suddenly increased, and the balance was pressed against him. The lips were put to the ear, and the white neck was printed with two strawberries. The warm and calm expression on his face was distorted. For a moment, then the look suddenly softened, warm and soft lips stuck in Qin Mu's ear, slowly pondering, feeling the soft touch of the man's ear, mute whispered: "I don't want you to like him."

The hot breath was sprayed on his ear and neck, bringing a weird itch. Qin Mu broke his right hand and pulled his hair hard. "You are who I am, what order..." Qin Mu took a cold breath, and the stinging pain from his shoulder made him subconsciously grab the hair of Yu Heng.

Yu Heng was more energetic with him. Qin Mu was harder, and the tighter the jaws were, the tighter the teeth were, the teeth were embedded in the meat, and the sweet blood filled his mouth.

This madman.

A low curse, cold sweat quickly dampened Qin Mu's horns, he quickly changed his strategy, let go of the balance of hair, and turned his elbows to top his stomach, one after another. The stomach was turned over by the top of the river, and the sour water continued to rise. The balance of the blood poured out into the mouth, and smiled sullenly: "Sure enough, I am still too greedy, and I am reluctant to give up my hand. The power in it can't keep you down."

The action of Qin Mu’s resistance stopped.

"I know that the most sorry person in my life is you. It doesn't matter how you hate me. It's best to hate me forever." Like a cat, he licked the wounds of Qin Mu's shoulders, and smiled lowly and smiled bitterly. : "Sometimes I can't help but think, if I was not abducted by traffickers, but grew up happily and happy with my parents, then I met you, knew each other, and I wouldn't end up with a different outcome. ,but……"

"No, if I have not been transferred to Anping Village, how can I meet you?"

He also wants to grow up healthy and happy, but his childhood experience has created his precocious character. At that time, he was alone in the poor and decaying village. Only Qin Mu was with him, telling him over and over again that he does not belong here. In the future, he will be taken to find his biological parents.

Qin Mu is a beam of light for him, bringing him warmth and hope. He clings to Qin Mu’s side like a driftwood, and draws the light and heat from him. He can’t distinguish himself. The feelings of Qin Mu are more affectionate or more love. He only knows that he will not let him go in his life.

If it’s not a sudden change...

Yu Heng removed his lips and kissed Qin Mu with sweat and sorrow. "Qin Mu, I love you, although you may not believe it."

He always knew that his lover had the most handsome and perfect face in the world. He still remembers that when he went to college, Qin Mu would attract a sensation every time he appeared in his school. Later, he would not let Qin Mu He showed up and only wanted to hide him from anyone to see it. Even if Qin Mu wanted to go out, he would force him to dress up.

This man is the most beautiful dream of his life, but there is always a day of waking dreams.

When did you feel a sense of crisis? He thought, maybe it was rumors that he had hidden a beautiful woman around him. At that time, he told himself that he could not fall down. Whether it was for Qin Mu or for his family, he could not fall. He knew that once he fell, Qin Mu will never belong to him.

As for the resurgence of Dongshan, oh, ten or twenty years? As soon as he thought that he would lose Qin Mu for so long, he would rather sell his conscience to take shortcuts.

Therefore, he can be patient, no matter what the price, he can be patient.

Under the clean and delicate outside, the heart has long been corroded by rust, and Qin Mu, who was in the midst of amnesia, only saw the beautiful and warm side of the balance, and Qin Mu, who was awakened, saw the cold and dark side of the balance. Whether it is beautiful or dark, this is the complete balance.

Perhaps earlier, Yu Heng is not as perfect as the appearance.

Qin Mu did not like to go deep into the past. He believed that Yu Heng really loved him, but there was too much in love. He pushed the balance away, and the blood-printed print on his shoulder was like a plum blossom printed with iron, and he didn't know if he would stay. He still remembers the bite left by Shego on his arm.

Fortunately, the bedroom is equipped with a medicine chest.

Qin Mu opened the lamp, took out the spare medicine box and began to clean up the wound. He was bitten by the cockroaches for no reason. He was not angry at all, but Qin Grandma was sleeping at the door. He could not make the movements. Too big, can only swallow this breath for the time being.

"Do you say that there will be a tooth print that is the same as that of Xie Ge?"

In the ear, the voice of the young man was soft and dull. Qin Mu raised his eyes sharply, tightened his brows and looked unhappy. In his tone, he said with Sen Han’s warning: "Hey, what are you crazy?"

The young man showed a gentle smile, and his fingertips lingered on Qin Mu's shoulder. Qin Mu ruthlessly knocked out his hand, and his face did not have the usual smile. Yu Heng retracted his hand, lowered his eyes, and the corner of his mouth was the light and calm smile: "You can bite back."

Throwing the blood-stained cotton wool into the trash can, Qin Mu slammed a smile, and was about to answer, and the knocking of the door came from the door.

The sound is particularly awkward on this silent night.

Qin Mu and Yu Heng looked at the door at the same time, thinking that it was Qin Grandma, Qin Mu hurriedly pulled the clothes, and arbitrarily put the iodine medicated cotton on the table into the medicine box, and Yu Guang smashed into the trash can. Blood bandage, he stretched his foot and kicked the trash can under the bed.

"Who?"

After doing all this, Qin Muyang asked.

"It's me, Shao Qingyu."

A young, hoarse male voice sounded outside the door.

Yu Heng's face suddenly became unsightly. His eyes were very different. The pupil stared straight at Qin Mu. The latter hesitated for a few seconds. He said: "It's too late, there is something to say tomorrow." He can't guarantee it. When Shao Qingyu came in, he would not find anything. Once he found something, he was not sure what Shao Qingyu would do.

After this was over, the door was quiet.

Thought that Shao Qingyu gave up, Qin Mu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and heard that Shao Qingyu said: "Hey, I have some business to talk to you, you will not be inconvenient?"

Yan Heng looked stiff, and there was a hurricane in his eyes. He first looked at Qin Mu, and Qin Mu was also watching him. The two men looked at each other. Yu Heng took the lead to remove his gaze and got up and walked to the door. The door was opened.

"How can it be no more?" Yan Heng was wearing a nightgown and stopped at the door. Qingjun’s eyebrows floated with a shallow smile. "What are we going to talk about outside?"

Looking over the young man in front of him, Shao Qingyu’s eyes were dark and he took a step in the arms of the balance. “In fact, nothing happened. I couldn’t sleep. I just saw that the lights in your room were still open. I want to come over and find you to fight the landlord."

After all, he took a deck of cards from his arms and placed them on a square table of antique mahogany. He smiled at the squatting door outside the door: "I won't bother you?"

"Shao always said, how can you bother?"

The face was re-armed with a perfect smile, and the balance was lightly closed. "But after a while our voice was a little smaller, Grandma had already slept."

Shao Qingyu slightly decapitated, and turned his eyes to Qin Mu on the bed. He saw Qin Mu indifferently hooking his lips, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, and there was nothing unusual except that his face was slightly pale and his forehead was still Dry transparent sweat.

Even if he opened the window, he still smelled the smell of alcohol in the air.