Chapter 109: Make you seductive

He Yu, at that moment, wanted to kill someone.

He looked at the woman somberly, watching her hug the Xie Qingcheng he could not touch.

He even felt confused at that moment, and he felt aggrieved.

Why is it that for the same person who has hurt Xie Qingcheng, she is able to hug him and pester him, while she can only look at him from afar, and is reprimanded and reviled even when she gets closer?

But He Yu gave himself an answer right away.

Because he's a man.

Because he is also a mental Ai Bola patient.

Because he promised Xie Qingcheng that he wouldn't force him or hurt him anymore.

Because he knew the secret of Xie Qingcheng that no one had ever known, all the sufferings that Xie Qingcheng had suffered in the past.

So he can't.

However, despite this, He Yu saw Li Ruoqiu jumped into Xie Qingcheng's arms, but still simply hate even the steering wheel to break - he in a flash, simply a little bit out of his mind, he especially wanted to get out of the car Li Ruoqiu pushed Li Ruoqiu away, and then in Li Ruoqiu's face to kiss Xie Qingcheng wildly, he wanted no matter what to drag Xie Qingcheng back to the rainy alley, want to half take off his clothes and start with this man to death. He wanted to get out of the car and push Li Ruoqiu away, and then kiss Xie Qingcheng in front of Li Ruoqiu, want to drag Xie Qingcheng back to the rainy alley, and want to half take off his clothes and begin to wrestle with this man to death.

He didn't even mind Li Ruoqiu seeing it, he even welcomed her seeing it.

He went crazy trying to show the woman who used Xie Qingcheng as a spare tire, that Xie Qingcheng is not unwanted.

He's not your Hsieh anymore. He's my Hsieh.

I've kissed him, I've defiled him, I've made him taste it in the bed you were married in.

It was I who made him lose his mind, who caused his breath to fall into fierce gasps. It was I who gave him such intense stimulation that he spasmed, shuddered, and screamed, and I know he never had such an ecstatic experience with you, did he?

You see, now he's actively sitting and pestering me, and he's kissed me low and fiercely, and you haven't- you- nothing-

He Yu thought gloomily, he ignored the fact that he seduced Xie Qingcheng that night, he even more ignored Xie Qingcheng at that time that kind of self-loathing, heart extremely hurt emotion, he to Xie Qingcheng in the new year's eve and he madly slept in bed with the reason is ignored, turn a blind eye to.

He only wants to stimulate Li Ruoqiu, he just need to show this woman who does not know the gold and jade, you do not want, is what I fell in love with.

You're not allowed to touch him anymore.

I like it so much I won't even touch him.

And on what basis are you.

Who are you to hug him, who are you to pester him.

What keeps you from being reviled by him?

The more He Yu thought about it, the more aggravated he became, the more this emotion overwhelmed his reasoning, and by the time he came back to his senses, he had already gotten out of the car and came in front of those two people.

Xie Qingcheng's face changed slightly as soon as she saw him.

Such differentiation and change in demeanor made He Yu more and more uncomfortable, and he glared at Xie Qingcheng, wordlessly condemning the other party.

"......" Xie Qingcheng averted his gaze.

Li Ruoqiu also did not expect that this boy will suddenly get down from a car on the corner of the street, appeared in front of them as if from the sky, she ate a shock, from the grief back to God, he also felt wrong, so let go of Xie Qingcheng.

She quickly primped her appearance and forced a smile at He Yu, "This, such a coincidence."

"Yeah, it's really a coincidence." He Yu said softly.

Li Ruoqiu inexplicably shrinks.

The three men stood at the entrance of the alcove, and the atmosphere seemed very eerie.

The driver couldn't take it anymore and poked his head out, "Hey! What are you doing? Are you leaving or not?"

Li Ruoqiu : "No ......"

Xie Qingcheng : "To go."

He signaled Li Ruoqiu to leave first.

Although the woman was very hesitant, but in the face of Xie Qingcheng's insistence, she, as before, actually couldn't say half of the words of resistance, and was hardened into the car by his air pressure, and only dared to lower the window at the end, and hesitantly said, "Brother Xie, that, then you take care of yourself, and if there's anything you need help with, you can feel free to ......"

He Yu had walked up to her and looked down at her with an expressionless face.

Obviously just a teenager, but his aura is surprisingly more compelling than Xie Qingcheng.

Li Ruoqiu suddenly could not even speak the latter half of the sentence.

The windows went up and the cab started, cutting and interlacing the teenager's somber eyes with the woman's blank stare.

As soon as Li Ruoqiu left, He Yu dragged Xie Qingcheng to a nearby unoccupied alley.

Huzhou old town has a lot of such alleys, a hundred years ago this land in the British Concession, built a lot of old houses, houses and houses spaced very close to each other, it became a narrow lane for two or three people to pass.

As soon as He Yu entered, he flung Xie Qingcheng against the mottled wall and violently pressed on.

The teenager's spirit is not quite normal, and his bones are a bit tyrannical, so when he got dizzy with vinegar, he lost control of the force he used. He hit Xie Qingcheng's back hard, and when he was caught off guard, it hurt Xie Qingcheng so much that he raised his head and frowned and grunted.

The voice was low and magnetic, but with a touch of fragility that made He Yu couldn't help but think of the way Xie Qingcheng had been tormented by him earlier, in the club room, in the locker room, on New Year's Eve, to the point where he couldn't help but scream out hoarsely.

He Yu's heart burned steeply.

He wrapped his arms around Xie Qingcheng's body and raised his hand to rub the place where he had been hit and hurt, murmuring softly and wetly as he did so, "Xie Qingcheng ...... doesn't hurt ...... I'll rub you Rub ...... It doesn't hurt ........."

"Let go of me ......!" Xie Qingcheng furrowed his sword brows and clenched his hand through clenched teeth, "Let go. You--!"

Xie Qingcheng broke off in the middle of his sentence.

Because He Yu wraps his arms around him, against his waist and crotch, but his head is buried down and sideways, lashes lifting and fluttering, and the tip of his nose sniffs the scent at his jaw.

Xie Qingcheng because too busy, the past two days did not carefully primping himself, where there is a little bit of light green stubble, do not look carefully to see not too clear, but leaned so close, not only can see, but also can smell the man's collar neck special aroma.

It was the distinctive smell of the man, the smell of humongous tobacco and cold disinfectant, with some undercurrent of ripe male hormones.

Like being compelled by Pan Duola's magic box, He Yu raised his eyes and stared silently at Xie Qingcheng for quite a while, and then he suddenly and inexorably drew closer and closer to this ripe man who made him feel too sexy, as if he was hypnotized.

"Xie Qingcheng ......"

He Yu's hand propped up next to his, his face close to his, his gaze traveling back and forth over his brow, the bridge of his nose, and his lips, eventually getting closer and closer, their chins lightly touching and brushing, almost the tip of their noses nudging the tip of their noses.

He gazed at him so deeply that Xie Qingcheng's lips were like a magnetic pole attracting the young man.

The young man was in this moment was charged with jealousy and anger, and could hardly contain the desire to kiss him, to be madly infatuated with him here.

Until Xie Qingcheng raised his hand, the slightly cool fingertips touched He Yu's warm lips.

"Remember what you promised me, He Yu."

The taller man slowed down and looked at him, a slight imperceptible tremor in his voice from the fear that He Yu would make it up to him in the alley near his home, but did his best to maintain his usual composure as he said in a hushed voice, "Let go of me."

"Don't you make me look down on you."

It came to an abrupt end.

Like a hypnotic wake-up call.

Like a dream ended.

He Yu's eyes were still baffled, but he was undoubtedly stung by Xie Qingcheng's words.

He straightened up, the fog lifting and his eyes clearing.

He slowly pulled away from Xie Qingcheng a bit after a few long seconds of stiffness.

Every inch of his flesh and blood wanted to kiss him, wanted to possess him wildly, fiercely, wanted to be turned into swift water, dirty earth, passionate fire with him in this rainy alley.

He even longed for it to the point of wanting to tear him apart.

But He Yu stopped.

Medusa's eyes cast a spell on him.

The demon dragon's scarlet eyes stared at his strong yet vulnerable kind, not touching his finger claws to his scales after all.

He Yu : "...... You misunderstood, I didn't intend to kiss you."

He said softly as he gave himself a face to mend.

"I just want to smell what kind of debauchery you have on you and why you're so seductive. Is the Spirit of the First Emperor Ai Bola special function to seduce people?"

"The First Emperor is a special spirit Ai Bola, without psychic powers."

Xie Qingcheng fixed his mind and continued with a sullen face, "In addition, Li Ruoqiu, she only contacted Xie Xue, but Xie Xue has not returned her messages, so she came to see the situation. You think straight, don't talk nonsense and tarnish the innocence of other girls."

"What girl ah? She's married and she's still a girl, Xie Qingcheng I'm telling you that woman is here to get you back together. She hugged you like that, teased you, and the way she looked at you was not innocent at all."

"...... And what does it mean to have clear eyes?"

He Yu thought for a moment and said, "It's just like when I look at you."

Xie Qingcheng also really stared into his eyes for a while.

Between their eyes, the beast in the depths of He Yu's heart hissed in dissatisfaction again, and it wanted him to chew Xie Qingcheng to pieces and drag him into the scarlet tent.

Urge him to turn Xie Qingcheng into the white bones in his cave that will never disappear or leave.

Bite it until there's not a bit of flesh and blood left.

Xie Qingcheng pushes his head away.

"Don't get so close to me."

He Yu grimaced, "...... Why don't you talk to her like that when she hugs you?"

"Because she's a female."

"Don't you know that men and women are equal? What gives you the right to discriminate against men."

"......" Discrimination my ass.

"She's my ex-wife."

"I'm your ex-bedmate, too."

"......"

"Xie Qingcheng, you are really not responsible at all. You're treating me like this just because I can't get pregnant, am a guy, and don't have a marriage license with you."

Xie Qingcheng eyebrows are wrinkled, he felt He Yu now talk simply crazy illogical, what will not be pregnant without a certificate irresponsible ...... make him himself vaguely have the illusion that he is on his own to abandon him.

But after all, wasn't He Yu the one who wanted to develop this relationship with him in the first place?

And the conversation also circled back to the last argument between them - the things they did in bed, even if they could really get pregnant, which one of them would be He Yu ah?

What the hell is he talking about with all his conceptualizations?

"Say something." He Yu leaned against the wall and looked at him, "Why don't you talk."

"...... I have nothing to say to you."

Xie Qingcheng, after all, mature, thirty-something people, do you really want him to pull down his face, and He Yu carefully break clear between the two in the end who is more disadvantaged?

He's a big old straight man. He can't do it.

He Yu thinks that he is shameless, he is irresponsible, he is excessive, then let him think so, after all, "slagging off a nineteen year old boy", always sounds more powerful than "being slept with by a nineteen year old boy", to Xie Qingcheng, obviously, is also a little more acceptable.

Xie Qingcheng said, while really like a college girl pregnant but ready to turn his face away from the scum of the road to go out.

Halfway there, He Yu, the "college girl," clutched his wrist and pressed it against his tattoo.

It had been a long time since the two of them had made physical contact like this, and when their wrists and palms touched, both of them were shaken, but the difference was that Xie Qingcheng was tensing up, wanting to shake him off, while He Yu was feeling a tingling current running through his spine, wanting to embrace him in his arms.

Xie Qingcheng turned back indifferently, "Let go."

He Yu clenched his teeth, trying his best to restrain the urge to hold Xie Qingcheng down and press him into the rainy alley to kiss his eyelashes, kiss his lips, kiss over the mole on the back of his neck, barely calming himself down, and even squeezing out an even harder smile, "......You ...... you really think I want you that badly?"

"......"

"Xie Qingcheng, do you think with my status, what would I want that I wouldn't have? Men and women are all upside down, why would I not have you."

"I'm just teasing you. A joke you take seriously."

Xie Qingcheng pulled his hand out of his palm and adjusted his cufflinks.

He lifted his lashes to look at him, "Very well. I appreciate this confidence of yours. But I didn't find your joke that funny."

Said he was going to leave again.

He Yu didn't touch him again this time, the teenager's palm still had the man's body heat and the delicate touch of his wrist skin.

He kept the feeling in his hands, feeding the wounded and bleeding beast in his heart.

He couldn't let him just go, so he had to stop making a scene.

He leaned against the wall, suppressing the fire in his heart, and said to the man, "Don't go away, I've actually got business with you today."

Xie Qingcheng stopped in his tracks when he heard this.

In the rainy alley, he turned his head sideways and looked at He Yu's face, a narrow light shone on Xie Qingcheng through the gaps between the tall buildings, and that band of light made the relationship between light and dark on Xie Qingcheng's body very clear, but he looked at He Yu against the light, and He Yu couldn't quite see the expression on his face.

"Really serious business." He Yu added, that cynical expression curbing.

"I've found out about someone, maybe we'll get a lead tonight. Will you come with me to meet him?"

Inside the first prison in Huzhou.

Sha Hong is preparing dinner in the cafeteria.

After dinner, the correctional officer arranged a meeting with He Yu to "pick his brain".

When he was selling drugs, Sha Hong always categorized the goods upstream into different grades, from A+ to substandard, and Sha Hong has gotten into the habit of clearly grading the information he is about to "sell" to He Yu. Although he has been behind bars all these years, he has learned a lot of information about the outside world through television, new inmates, and conversations between corrections officers.

There are a few names on his list that are particularly important.

Those people, like many capitalists, are full of benevolence and morality in public, but in private, they are dirtier than the sewage under the manhole cover. The Leung brothers are dead, but those people are still active in all walks of life, and they are "celebrities", "successful people" and "excellent role models".

Sha Hong sneered as he chopped vegetables.

Those who flung money in his face on the streets of Shanghai Bund had probably long forgotten his existence; what was a driver to them? His name, they couldn't even remember, or perhaps it could be said that they didn't care to remember.

But the little guy can be the anthill of a thousand miles.

Retribution will come sooner or later.

He looked up at the clock, it was almost time, he had to hurry.

He put chopped vegetables and meat into the pan and stir-fried them, and in the simple aroma of the meal, his eyes flashed with hatred and grew a little moist - he remembered his mother.

Liang Jicheng dismissed him after humiliating him with money on that occasion, and the reason for his dismissal was particularly disgusting, saying that he had been dirty and had stolen money from his employer.

Which is more important, Mr. Leung's words or the words of a small driver? Who will people believe?

His reputation had become so bad that he couldn't find suitable jobs anywhere, his mother was seriously ill and needed money, but he couldn't even earn enough to make ends meet, so how could he buy that kind of astronomically priced medicine?

He went around applying for jobs and was rejected again and again, and finally a friend who claimed to be able to risk a little to make a lot of money found him and said he could work with him to sell "cough syrup." ......

He wanted to save his mother, and gradually he became compelled by the easy money he could earn, and he changed completely. Then later, the net was closed, he was caught and landed in the net, a few months later he learned the news of his mother's death in prison, at that moment he fell on his knees and bawled his eyes out towards the correctional officers, but Guan Jia and he told him they couldn't allow him to give his mom one last ride.

He hadn't gone to that cemetery until now to retrieve his mother's ashes from the depository.

Sha Hong frying vegetables, I remembered his mother in his childhood, is so a person support an illegal mobile stall, in the eyes of the city police to escape hide, a bowl of fried rice and a bowl of rice noodles to earn a piece of money, to bring up his hard work. His childhood was spent in such a cold but warm smell of food.

He raised a hand to wipe the tears from his eyes.

In the steaming heat, murmured, "Mma, I've come to take you home."

"22104, hurry up and get ready, visiting hours are coming up soon." A Guan Jia called out to him from the kitchen doorway, and Sha Hong answered, speeding up the stir-fry.

The pan is almost done cooking, so the last step is to pour in the old spice to tone down the color.

Sha Hong unscrewed the cap and poured the soy sauce into a large iron pot that was bubbling with stir-fry flames, he froze for a moment: how is this soy sauce transparent? There is also a smell of alcohol?

-- It became his last thought.

Just hear "Boom!" The sound!

Alarm: "Tick tock tock tock ......"

"Help, help! Put out the fire!!!"

"Put out the fire! Fire!!!"

The fire rushed up in an instant, the kitchen came from the earth-shattering explosion loud, in the ear-piercing alarm sounded in the blazing fire, Sha Hong even could not even howl, was wrapped up in the fire as a whole, and engulfed in the twinkling of an eye disappeared ......