breakup alliance OL

Chapter 83

Liang Yun and Ji Xiaocheng were almost in a state of "looking at each other with disgust and relative contempt" during the two months of house renovation. The source of every brick and tile in the house, even a piece of rag, was not close to Liang Yun.

In his imagination, the new house should be cold and unpopular, or lacking everything, but from the moment he stepped through the gate, what he saw was a "home" full of warmth.

The entrance balcony is closed, with a small rattan table and two round floor mats placed under the two rattan chairs, which is the bohemian pattern that Liang Yun likes.

The shoe cabinet is built-in, adopting the rustic and simple style, and the same color of log varnish.The lights in the living room are all turned on, the dining table is covered with a grass-green checkered tablecloth, and a rattan craft lamp in the shape of a bird's nest exudes heart-warming light, covering the entire dining table in light.

Liang Yun looked east and west, and then exclaimed after a while.

He threw himself into the large fabric sofa and tested the softness with his butt: "It's my favorite sofa!"

"I didn't match the coffee table you painted, so I bought a similar one. How about it? Not bad!" Ji Xiaocheng stood in the middle of the living room with his arms crossed, looking arrogant.

Liang Yun rolled over on the sofa, propped his chin with both hands, blinked his eyes, and looked at him with a smile.

The prone posture is innocent, mischievous and charming, especially the curve from the neck to the waist, which extends to the buttocks with an orgasm.

Knowing that there were a few hard-working bees moving in and out of big bags, he still couldn't restrain his two legs, and the next moment they were wriggling on the sofa.

"Jing Jing Jing Manager..." You can pretend not to see it, but a certain careless person just can't turn the corner, "Where should I put this bag?"

Ji Xiaocheng poked his head out of the creaking nest and muttered impatiently: "Didn't you see that I was busy trying on the sofa? Don't bother me with your mental retardation!"

"Oh." Outongman put down the bag awkwardly, then turned back and asked, "Manager, is the sofa good?"

Liang Yun: "..."

Ji Xiaocheng: "..."

Several people tidied up the things in the living room and the second bedroom in the study room. Ji Xiaocheng stopped Liang Yun when he wanted to enter the bedroom several times. The door was locked all the time, and there was no light. Glancing at the bedroom door from time to time, there is a hidden excitement in my heart that keeps haunting me, wishing I could get to the night soon, and then be pressed down like this, like that...

When we went out to eat at noon, the menus passed by in turn, and one person ordered two dishes. While waiting for the dishes to be served, Ji Xiaocheng naturally took the sterilized tableware in front of Liang Yun, unwrapped the sealing film, and scalded each piece with hot water from the teapot. Zhang Qi knew the relationship between the two of them, so he behaved quite naturally, but the other two colleagues were different.

Before, I only heard that the manager was going to move, so I came here in the company's car, and I always thought that Liang Yun was just the manager's co-tenant, but I didn't expect that he would move to a new house together. This is already very strange, and what is even more strange is The aura surrounding the manager and this good-looking man, using words such as "affectionate, newlywed, flirtatious, harp and mingling" to describe it, is actually tailor-made for them.

Ji Xiaocheng washed the tableware for this man, and the man enjoyed the service as a matter of course. The two opened their mouths in confusion, feeling that what was being rinsed was not the tableware, but their three views.

Ji Xiaocheng stood up and poured wine into everyone's glasses, Liang Yun also stood up and raised his glasses with both hands.

Ji Xiaocheng delivered a speech: "First of all, I would like to thank you for your efforts to help move, and secondly, taking advantage of being lucky enough to sit at a table today, I will introduce to you—"

The two who toasted looked at each other and smiled, naturally no different from ordinary couples.

"Liang Yun, that's my wife, to be precise, my lover, hehe..." Ji Xiaocheng was still a little embarrassed, especially when he said the word "lover", his ears turned red before he drank the wine, He laughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, and then said: "I'm seeing you today, don't pester me with questions from now on, okay, just open your belly to eat and drink, hahaha! The two of us Let's do it first!"

Until the two sipped a glass of white wine and sat down, the two colleagues hadn't found their status yet.

I can't blame people for this kind of reaction. Come and help me move. Who would have expected that the manager would come here suddenly. If I had revealed the slightest bit of word in the company before, I could be mentally prepared, but even if I revealed the word in advance, as a For a straight man who is indomitable in the new China, accepting the fact that his superior is gay is quite a difficult request.

The atmosphere that followed was slightly awkward. Chen Jun and Zhang Qi were trying their best to adjust the atmosphere, and the jokes they searched out were cold and flattering. To drink, you should persuade people to drink, and you should flirt with love.

Since he dared to make it public, he made mental preparations early in the morning, but the scene was colder than expected, but he was not afraid, but he was afraid of hurting Liang Yun's glassy heart.

The two sat side by side, their left and right hands were held together at some point, the veins in their palms rubbed and intertwined, and they bloomed March flowers in the twelfth lunar month without hesitation.

There are [-] dishes including soup and staple food, all of which are delicious in color, fragrance, and there is no shortage of drinks, tea, and cigarettes. Entertaining colleagues is not considered negligent, not to mention that in terms of Ji Xiaocheng's stingy realm, this table of dishes is equivalent to a full banquet.

The Chinese pay great attention to the word "etiquette" and do not hit the smiling person with their hands, not to mention the "graciousness" of the host.

It's just a pity that a good meal was served.

After the meal, Ji Xiaocheng paid the bill, and Liang Yun ordered lunch boxes to be packed. There were twelve full lunch boxes, including soup.

Since the guest doesn't know the taste, he will leave it to enjoy slowly.

"Those two are newcomers who have just been recruited into the General Affairs Department."

"Well, Chen Jun and Zhang Qi didn't eat well today, please treat them alone next time."

"Okay, please come and play at home alone."

"Crabs are on the market."

"Wait another week, male crabs are delicious."

"Okay, but I still have to buy a few females to entertain guests, or they won't look good."

"Just listen to you, anyway, we both like males."

"..."

Carrying two food bags each, they walked home slowly, as if there was no need to deliberately avoid the unhappiness at the dinner table, as if they were just witnessing a farce at the next table.

This time I didn’t pay much attention to entering the house. The house entered from the garden was pasted with a brick and stone path leading directly to the gate. The weeds on both sides were removed, but the landscaping had not been done yet, so it was bare and ugly.

A row of bare branches were planted beside the iron fence, Liang Yun handed all the food bags to Ji Xiaocheng to take them in, and squatted beside the bare branches to watch.

After looking closely, I found that there are a few new buds, which are tender green and look very delicate. It is said that the cutting rose has a high survival rate, but it will wither if it is not taken care of properly, especially when the branches and leaves grow out, it is easy to attract insects. These knowledge are all Baidu searched in my spare time before.

I can't tell what kind it is, but since Ji Xiaocheng knows that he has always dreamed of planting a bunch of roses, he should know that he prefers flesh pink.

Entering the living room, I found that the door of the bedroom was opened, and there was a violent throbbing in my chest. The previously hidden desire-desire was like the crack in the door that was opened at this time. , quietly opened the door...

It's black in front of my eyes...

A hand came out of nowhere and brought him into the darkness. While Liang Yun was taking a breath, the door locked with a "click".

The hand disappeared out of thin air, and he looked around hastily, his vision was full of thick blackness, and he didn't know how many layers of curtains were installed, meticulously preventing all light that could penetrate the quiet room.

He clearly knew that it was deliberately created to be treacherous, but out of instinctive fear, especially when he caught the subtle breath but couldn't catch the direction of the breath, he clearly felt that the pores suddenly exploded with the rhythm of the breath, a kind of confinement The chill of excitement again was climbing up the spine of the tail.

The next moment, a hand was placed on □□'s neck.

Liang Yun couldn't help shivering, his back became stiff, like a hare that had been frozen out of its nest overnight by the north wind, and even his nerves were frozen together with his body.That hand didn't slide down as he expected, but rubbed lightly at the artery, as if feeling the hot blood bubbling under the skin with the texture of the fingertips, is it like a briar quietly blooming in the middle of the night? rich and colorful.

It seems that Liang Yun's body is only left with the neck that can follow the movement of the hand and move slightly. At this time, he is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, desperately offering sacrifices to the butcher's knife stained with countless blood. blade.

He tilted his head slightly, devoting his arteries to the greatest extent, stroked there with his fingertips, and slid over the wriggling protrusion of his Adam's apple, like a cold and slippery snake, meandering across his chin, the tip of his nose, and lingering around his eyebrows.

"pat"

The sound of turning on the light, but unfortunately, the sight was covered before it could receive the light.

It's different from the feeling just now, it's a kind of pleasure on the verge of despair when you are in the dark, hidden and secretive, like a doomsday mandala, which can bloom unscrupulously.

But at this time, the hand of God lifted the doomsday crisis, and the whole world once again accepted the selfless washing of the sun, and all ugliness could not be hidden under the ultraviolet rays, and they fled in a hurry except him.

"Zeus and the sacrifice."

The voice came from three steps away, high above.

The sacrificer raised his head, and the limited vision did not prevent him from worshiping the god who was willing to sacrifice his life for it. The believers were generally devout.

"Zeus and, the sacrificial..."

Different from the divine aura of the voice just now, the response was difficult and humble, revealing the devout obsession and faint timidity of the believers.

"Then step onto the altar and sacrifice your body for world peace!"

Liang Yun, who was deeply involved in the play, made a breakthrough in an instant.

I go!Please, even if you are playing cosplay, can you be professional?

You are Zeus not Ultraman.

He couldn't help complaining, his wrists tightened and his feet lightened, and he was carried onto the altar. The slippers fell off during the struggle, and it should be a double bed based on the feeling of his feet.

He was hooped to the head of the bed, and when he couldn't see it, he instinctively stretched his hands forward to find a support point. Just as he touched the wall, his hands were grabbed vigorously, and the inside of his wrists were tightly bound together. He heard two "click" sounds similar to machine springs, and then felt a cold steel pipe under the traction. The strap around his wrist was hung on the horizontal steel pipe. The height should not exceed his shoulders, so he was hung on it. , just enough to bow your waist, and put on a shame-shame posture without training.

"The game begins, my people."

Ji Xiaocheng's tone of voice has the dubbing accent of CCTV 8's American drama, and the ending rises slightly. It is obvious that he is deeply involved in the drama.

The binding belt tied a fixed knot on the wrist, but the end hanging on the steel pipe was movable, forcing Liang Yun to spread his fingers to try to hold the steel pipe to fix his body, but a hand came from behind, He slapped him away without mercy, and pushed him harshly. The smooth silk belt made a harsh sound on the steel pipe. Liang Yun lost his center of gravity and slid to the left, his feet fell, and he was barely on the bed. The edge of the head stops.

There was some pain in the wrist, but not too much pain. The hesitation of not being able to see just gave the senses a kind of abusive pleasure. Liang Yun re-entered the play.

"don't want……"

He shook his head helplessly. At this time, he was in the posture of hanging his arms high, his knees on the ground, his legs tightly together, and shrank himself into a corner.

After a series of movements, he tossed himself into a thin layer of sweat.He bit his lower lip, his heart was beating like a drum, and under the perspective of God from above, the face of the person huddled in the corner of the bed was flushed, the tip of his nose was glistening with fine sweat, his soft hair was messy and fluffy, his lips under his jaw were bitten out A circle of pale arcs, it looks abusive and under-fucking.

"No, please let me go, as long as you let me go, I, I, I can give you everything..."

The constantly shaking jaw was tightly shackled, the breath in the ear was hot and the voice was cold: "What's the difference?"

"I don't want to be taken over, I am willing to take the initiative to dedicate my life, please let me go—uhhh!!!"

The lips were parted, the hand on the chin exerted a little force, a slippery tongue forcefully squeezed in through the gap between the teeth, and the neck was restrained, forcing him to tilt his head up and passively accept it, which was almost sadistic. The bite, the neck bent back, the line from the jaw to the chest is fatally tempting.

With a sound of "chi la", Liang Yun's shoulders felt cold, and Liang Yun writhed in horror under the clutches of the demon, "Uh-uh-hmm..."

The broken shirt shook in the air and then fell, like a summer cicada lost in winter, falling sadly into the deep snow.

"It's a pity that this deity likes to ravage all beautiful things..."

"No—I don't want to be ravaged, I'm human, I'm a person with ideals, you will destroy me..."

"Bahahaha! It's late."

It was rare for Liang Yun, who moved rationally, to still remember the strictness of the script, hummed, and reminded out of breath: "Professing seems to be messed up."

"Slap!" After being slapped on the butt, Ji Xiaocheng became angry from embarrassment: "It's not so particular about directing and acting yourself, and the acting for grandpa!"

"Ah uh - don't hurt me, I can't take it...it's not fair..."

The sympathy shirt was pulled up to the chest, and the waist was bent down while struggling and twisting, and the chest was unfortunately brought to a height that could be tasted only by opening the mouth.

"This world is unfair to begin with." The noble god safely held the juicy and juicy head plate of the sacrifice, and his mouth was full of delicious food in an instant.

He has always felt that Liang Yun's complexion is the most imaginative part of his whole body. It is radiant, white, healthy and full of beauty, and the tone is neither high nor the best saturation. A unique cherry red on the tip of the tongue is just like the spring color that has been condensed for tens of thousands of years, and the essence lies in the fact that you can taste it just by opening your mouth.