Lay Flowers To Plato

Bo Tu is 1.84 to less than 5. He works out three to four times a week. He has no bad habits, does not smoke, and basically does not drink.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the probability of Luo Jing being beaten is far greater than the probability of him subduing Bo Tu.

Now is an abnormal situation.

As mentioned earlier, Bo Tu basically does not drink alcohol. His alcohol intake is very average. He is still conscious now, but he can't control his limbs very well. After being entangled in Luo Jing's face, he can't get rid of it at all.

The people who came and went were the insiders and the media, and he didn't want to make it too ugly. In the end, he was dragged to the parking lot and pushed into Luo Jing's car.

Feeling bad in his heart, he pressed his right hand against the half-open car door, trying to leave.

The dinner had just ended, and there were not that many people in the parking lot who came to pick up their cars.

Luo Jing swept left and right, and calmly took a small glass bottle out of his pocket.

Liang Xi squeezed out of the banquet hall for a long time. As soon as he entered the parking lot, he saw Luo Jing forcefully close the passenger's door, then hurriedly got into the driver's seat and started the car quickly.

Bo Tu, who was in the passenger seat, lowered his head and could not see his face.

Is it too drunk?

Liang Xi couldn't help thinking too much, his body had already rushed to drive ahead of his will, for fear that if he was a little slower, Bo Tu would disappear from his eyes again.

Luo Jing drove the car very fast all the way, and finally stopped at a dark street corner without street lights. He turned off the lights and turned it off, and from the outside it looked like a normal vehicle parked on the side of the road.

He then unbuckled his seat belt and folded the passenger's seat back. In the dark carriage, Bo Tu's profile was like a white jade. He frowned, but he was more awake than before, struggling to remember.

Luo Jing took out the small bottle again and shook it under Bo Tu's nose.

Bo Tu did not move, his eyes staring at the roof of the car with a dull look.

Luo Jing let out a smug laugh, rolled over and pressed him over, and while untying Bo Tu's belt, he said, "Does it feel like flying? Don't worry, you won't be able to get down in the sky with what I do later... Fuck! !"

Bo Tu's trousers were pulled to his knees, Luo Jing twisted his thighs twice, breathing a little too fast, full of foul language: "Just like this, you're pretending to be a motherfucker! Just **** fucked!"

He reaches for Laperto's panties—

boom! There was a loud noise, and the body shook violently.

Luo Jing was startled, turned his head and saw that a large cobweb had been smashed out of the windshield. Before he could scolded him, the passenger car door was kicked hard, and the car hummed loudly. As if to be kicked over, and then a ferocious face appeared outside the window.

The man said, "Open the door!"

Luo Jing hurriedly went to get his wallet, he thought it was a rogue who had encountered a robbery.

The car door was kicked again, with more force than the previous kick, and the hooligan said angrily, "I'll let you open the door! I'll burn your car if you dawdle again!"

Luo Jing hesitated and wanted to sit back in the driver's seat to find an opportunity to drive away. Unexpectedly, Bo Tu, who was pressed down by him, suddenly raised his right hand and punched the bridge of his nose. Bo Tu was still under the action of the drug, so he didn't have much strength, but Luo Jing's nose was broken by him with an ashtray more than two hours ago.

Bo Tu sat up on his elbows, and touched the door lock of the passenger with his right hand.

Liang Xi heard the soft sound of the car door, and hurriedly pulled it out. Bo Tu, who couldn't hold his body, was taken out by the car door and fell out. Liang Xi didn't even think about it, and hugged him, and soon saw that his thighs were all over his head. When it was exposed, it exploded instantly, and the left hand threw the half brick towards Luo Jing directly.

Luo Jing ducked and hid, the brick smashed on the roof of the car, and there was a muffled sound.

The light here was dim, Luo Jing hadn't recognized anyone yet, and said tremblingly, "I'll give you all the money, hurry up and leave!"

Liang Xi yelled, "Fuck you! I won't cut you to death! Those who dare to touch me!"

He moved quickly, pulled out the car key with his empty hand, and flung it into the dark corner behind him without looking at it. He pointed at Luo Jing and said, "Get down for me! Burned!"

He didn't even look at Luo Jing, he carefully carried Bo Tu out of the car, wrapped one hand around his waist and put his arms in his arms, raised his trousers with the other, and muttered, "Look, you can do it. No way! Can you do it!" A pair of ticklish hatred and terribly distressed Zuo Shixing.

He wrapped his hands in front of him trying to zip up Bo Tu's zipper, but Bo Tu's hand vacuously blocked him and said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself."

Liang Xi was a little disappointed and said, "Are you feeling better? Can you stand firm?"

Bo Tu said: "Yes, you let me go."

Liang Xi reluctantly let go of his hand holding his waist, seeing that he could indeed stand firm, then turned to look at Luo Jing, and sneered, "Is that the one who wrote the song?"

Luo Jing, who got out of the car daringly, was a little dumbfounded when he saw his diligence towards Bo Tu, and vaguely guessed that he might have run into someone in the circle. Xi's face, his heart thumped.

Liang Xijin has only been in this industry for five or six years. He is a celebrity who has no works but is on the front page every day. New celebrities like to take the initiative to curry favor with him. Through him, he can get to know more celebrities. After so many years, he became popular at first. Those who have passed away, those who are currently popular now, and those who are about to become popular, are all hanging out with Liang Xi to some extent. Everyone knows that who he wants to support or who he wants to step on is a matter of minutes.

Although Luo Jing is a behind-the-scenes songwriter, he is still eating the entertainment industry's rice bowl. Offending Liang Xi means losing this job in the future. He was annoyed and surprised at the same time, he didn't even know that Bo Tu had a relationship with this overlord.

Isn't it, Berto himself doesn't know it.

Luo Jing was still worried about his job, Liang Xi strode forward, grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground. .

After a few feet, Luo Jing started crying and begging for mercy.

When Bo Tu beats him, he beats him. The pain is not so scary.

Liang Xi's way of beating is to be beaten to death, kicking his stomach and heart with one kick.

After being blown by the wind for a while, Bo Tu slowly came over. Hearing Luo Jing's miserable cry, he felt sick, and slowly bent his legs and squatted down.

He didn't quite remember the details just now, and knew that the small bottle Luo Jing gave him to smell might be something like an aphrodisiac.

He was a little sad.

He was given an aphrodisiac and he didn't have an erection.

When he was with Zhou Niansen, he always couldn't make it halfway through. He didn't want to be like this all the time, so he told Zhou Niansen that it would be better to give him some medicine.

Zhou Niansen said he disagreed without even thinking about it: "It's not good for your health, so I'm reluctant to use that kind of thing for you."

He still remembers Zhou Niansen's expression at that time, frowning slightly, gentle and affectionate.

Now, this is the first time he has used this kind of thing. He doesn't know if it is good for his body. What he finally knows is that it is useless.

Luo Jing is a bitch, but he has something to say.

Zhou Niansen also said that when he broke up with Zhou Niansen.

Men are all meat eaters, and I have never seen grass eaters.

Liang Xi was so addicted to the kick that he took off his suit jacket and threw it aside. He walked two steps around the half-dead Luo Jing on his hips, thinking about what to do next.

He hadn't thought of it yet, so he looked back subconsciously, Bo Tu squatted there without saying a word, didn't know what he was thinking, and looked a little dumbfounded.

Liang Xi kicked Luo Jing and asked in a low voice, "Grandson, what medicine did you give him?"

Luo Jing hummed, "It's just an ordinary Rush..."

Liang Xi was relieved, thinking of Bo Tu's exposed thigh, Huo'er came up again and kicked Luo Jing more than a dozen times.

At this time, Bai Tu stood up slowly, Liang Xi stopped his movements and stared at him.

He walked along the curb to the other side, and after a dozen steps without looking back, it seemed like he was about to leave.

Liang Xi wanted to stop him, but hesitated for a while and then closed his mouth, thinking that maybe he needed to be quiet.

Who would have thought that Bo Tu suddenly turned around and walked straight towards Liang Xi.

Liang Xi was a little dumbfounded and a little nervous.

Bo Tu bypassed him, bent down and grabbed Luo Jing who was underground, and slapped him.

Liang Xi: "…"