Chapter 175: I'm on fire!

Jiang Luo took the gift bag, opened the box inside, and when he was caught off guard, the contents of the box fell to the ground.

Two keys and a golden card bounced on the ground and hit Jiang Luo's feet.

Lu Youyi was dumbfounded, he bent down to pick up the things on the ground, "What's all this, no, are these car keys?"

The others who saw this followed, with a question, "Car keys, what car keys?"

Lu Youyi looked at it for a few moments and nodded with certainty, "It's a car key, or a luxury car. My second uncle bought an identical car not long ago, with the same keys, and he treasures that car so much that no one else is allowed to touch it."

Lu Youyi and carefully looked at another key, shocked: "This is the key to the water spring villa, you see above and 'water spring' two words, Jiang Luo, who gave you something ah, villa car even a gold card live! "

Jiang Luo eyes slightly bright, he took the key in his hand, and popped the gold card, front and back to see several times.

Lu Youyi asked, "Who sent this, it's so expensive."

"Didn't you see it? The crow sent it." Jiang Luo said.

It's not worth it. He'll bite the bullet if it's from the crows.

Ge Zhu cried and threw himself on the shoulder of the man next to him, "Why don't any crows come and give me a car and a house and money."

Lu Youyi didn't think there was anything wrong, he tapped his head, "Almost forgot, there was a red scarf."

Jiang Luo took the scarf and looked at it, easily distinguishing that it was hand-woven and that the maker's craftsmanship was still somewhat juvenile; he shook his head and said with certainty, "This is not for me."

Lu Youyi took the red scarf only felt as if he had taken a hot potato, he did not know what to do, headache, "Not yours will be who else's?"

Jiang Luo: "Can't it be for you?"

Lu Youyi froze.

Sai Liaoer was just about to open the door when Jiang Luo Yu Guang glanced at the door and strutted over to it in a furious manner, opening it first.

Outside was the delivery boy, and soon several delivery boxes were pushed into the living room.

Lu Youyi's living room was originally quite spacious, but when these several large boxes were placed, it suddenly seemed quite crowded. The people who gathered around to watch the fun didn't care about the steaming dumplings and rice on the table, and curiously squatted next to the boxes, "What's in here again."

The courier asked Jiang Luo to sign the order and then left, and Jiang Luo opened the boxes with a craftsman's knife. Inside the first box were men's pants of fine workmanship and sturdy fabric.

Pants of various colors and styles, all easy to move work pants and sweatpants. The other two boxes are similar, one box is underwear, one box is winter frost supplies, socks, masks, scarves, etc., each are brand-name goods.

Zhu Ge's eyes reddened with envy, and he sighed quietly, "It's such a luxurious New Year's Eve, and one item can be worth all of me."

Jiang Luo rummaged through the contents of the box and found a cell phone. The cell phone was also the latest model, he opened it and saw that there was only one unfamiliar phone number stored in the address book.

Ye Xun probes, "This is the number of the person who sent you something, right?"

Wenren also asked, "Is it Chi You?"

Jiang Luo nodded, "I guess it's him."

Ge Zhu said, "So are you going to call and ask?"

Jiang Luo rubbed his cell phone and stood up. He looked at the three boxes of stuff, tossed the key in his hand and shook his head, "No fight."

Ye Xun said, "Why?"

"He must be waiting for my call right now," Jiang Luo picked his lips and smiled, meaningfully, "The more this happens, the less I can respond to him. He's in the stage of courting me now, it's not like I really want to get back together with him, there's no need to give him more hope."

Ge Zhu thought it made sense, "So are we still accepting these?"

"Receive," Jiang Luo lips lightly open, decisive, "according to the list, and so back to everyone share, can use to stay with their own use, can not be used tomorrow we go out and set up stalls at a low price discount sale."

Although it is not Ge Zhu's stuff, Ge Zhu is still heartbroken, "It's a pity to sell such a good thing at a low price, besides, what if Chi You is angry?"

Jiang Luo waved her hand atmospherically, "It's best to make him so angry that he doesn't like me anymore."

But Ge Zhu has a point, Jiang Luo is not afraid of Chi You's anger, but he is afraid that ordinary people who buy his stuff will be angered by Chi You.

"Then let's leave it for now," Jiang Luo returned to the table, "Let's eat first."

After a hearty reunion dinner, they stayed in the house and played until dark. At around ten o'clock, Kuang Zheng came over, and after celebrating the New Year together, they couldn't stay up any longer and all went back to bed.

Jiang Luo was lying on his bed after taking a shower, and the cell phone Chi You sent him was placed on his bedside. He was swiping his cell phone, and he didn't know where he had clicked, but the screen flashed and Jiang Luo went to a pornographic website.

The website was full of little live videos one after another. A large portion of the videos were girls with hot bodies in sexy outfits, with the occasional guy.

Jiang Luo blacked out and tried to exit, but instead saw a cover of a man in a suit at the bottom.

The man was meticulously dressed, with only a sliver of his throat to his waist and stomach on the cover, plus a bony hand with a silver ring.

Compared to other videos, this live cover that looks like a conference video is the other extreme.

Jiang Luo ghostly clicked in.

The man in the live camera was sitting on a wide black chair, wearing a suit that was worth a lot of money at first glance, and fit the man's tall, perfect figure perfectly without a single wrinkle.

Like the cover, the shot only shows part of the man's body, below the chest and above the thighs.

Yet even with that, the number of online viewers in the live stream was frighteningly high. The pop-ups were swiping upwards one by one, so fast that it was impossible to see what was being said.

Jiang Luo was taken aback by the number of people online and the flurry of pop-ups, and then watched with interest to see why this anchor was so appealing.

Jiang Luo won't be able to figure it out unless he performs a chest-breaking act.

But apparently people don't perform chest thumping. The man's live stream had music playing, and his fingers with silver rings tapped slowly on his thighs as if he were playing some kind of piano piece.

Waiting for a moment, as if it was time, the man's fingers roamed upward. The solid black leather at his waist was revealed, and with a click, the man unbuckled his belt.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Jiang Luo: "............"

He sat up abruptly and threw his cell phone backhandedly on the bed.

Grass, that anchor isn't going to jerk off live.

What the hell is this?

Jiang Luo instantly thought, oh, this is a yellow site.

He sat expressionless for a moment, coughed lightly, and calmly picked up his cell phone again, ready to exit the site. This was too wild, he mustn't, he absolutely mustn't.

On the cell phone screen, the man wasn't untidy in any way other than his belt was loose.

Jiang Luo took another unavoidable look, not understanding how there could be so many spectators.

But if you think about it, you can guess why. This faceless anchor had a strong aura, an oppressive black cloud over his head. But in a site like this, he would be cloaked in an ambiguous layer of vulgar colorful aura even if he wore more.

Even if his face wasn't shown, it didn't stop the viewers from brainstorming, and the pop-ups skyrocketed. I don't know if it's a coincidence that the anchor lazily continued to unzip his zipper just as Jiang Luo picked up his phone again.

His movements were casual, his fingers clean and pale, less like he was doing something erotic again and more like a wicked tease.

This coincidence was captured by Jiang Luo keenly, he squinted at the anchor's hand, suspiciously how to see how familiar. The suspicion in Jiang Luo's heart is getting heavier and heavier, it is hard to see in the live broadcast, so he simply took a screenshot and enlarged the picture from the photo album to see.

He put the picture to its fullest extent, looking closely at the man's hands before going back to the pop-ups, which were blurry in wording, but always barely able to make out the words.

It was startling that the countless pop-ups were all in the same sentence, no more or less than four words: he's in.

He's in he's in he's in he's in ......

Dense words are numbing. Such a weird thing, but at once let Jiang Luo confirm the identity of the anchor.

Jiang Luo rejoined the broadcast with a sullen, fiery face.

It's okay for you to give me money and clothes during the day, but you let me watch you jerk off at night?

None of the people on the live feed are real people either, are they, this is clearly a setup waiting to happen.

Jiang Luo A sentence of curses had already been typed in the dialog box, but before he could send it out, he blackened his face and clicked exit. It was because the evil spirit that was pretending to be an anchor was moving more and more excessively.

A nameless fire from the heart, Jiang Luo hard to press the return, but found that the phone with a virus like completely unable to exit the live room, "Fuck."

Jiang Luo directly stuffed the phone under the pillow, leaning against the pillow with the intention of closing his eyes to sleep.

It was only when my face was pressed against the slightly cool pillow that I realized my skin was a little hot.

The lights in the room were turned off, as if they knew Jiang Luo had turned his cell phone off. The faint sound of music from the cell phone stopped and turned into the man's silent panting.

-He did it on purpose.

The evil spirit didn't need to breathe, but he deliberately made such a breathing sound just for Jiang Luo to hear.

Jiang Luo knew it in his heart, but in the silence of the night, the breath wrapped around him like a sandy sea. From inside the breath it seemed as if he could imagine what the evil spirit was doing. Stimulating, oppressive, the low gasps had the penetrating power of an incoming flood. Coming from under the pillow to Jiang Luo's ear, beads of sweat would snake down the knot of the Evil Ghost's throat, his brow furrowed and stretched, sensual and sullen.

Jiang Luo pulls out his cell phone and slams it into the ground, the phone splits apart and the sound stops.

Thin sweat broke out on Jiang Luo's head, and he glared at the crumbs of his cell phone with a sense of anger, the rise and fall of his chest quickening.

"Psycho," a low curse through clenched teeth, "pervert."

Within a few moments of silence, the cell phone Chi You had given Jiang Luo rang.

Jiang Luo looked at the cell phone for a moment in a dark and uncertain manner, his eyes dangerous, but after a long time, he took the phone and put it to his ear.

The other man did not speak, there was a silence, and his breathing was the same, a rhythm of breath that men know.

Jiang Luo gripped his cell phone tightly as he covered his eyes with his other hand and lay flat on his back, his palm covering his lips along with the bridge of his nose. The palm of his hand was hot, and Jiang Luo didn't know what mood he was in as he sadly realized the changes in his body.

He's feeling it.

The sound of the evil spirit doing its business was right in his ears, Jiang Luo closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, his eyelids jumped and his left hand went down.

When he was nearing the end of this round, he simply hung up the phone, stunk out his needs, and ran to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Half an hour later, the phone rang again. Jiang Luo suppressed his anger for a second to connect, mocking words have not yet said out, the opposite side is still silent.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked viciously.

"You tell me." The evil spirit finally spoke up, his voice low, with something of a rasp that he didn't know if it was comfortable or insatiable.

Jiang Luo raised his voice incredulously, "You're doing it again?"

The evil spirit said, "Once is not over."

Jiang Luo's fists literally hardened with anger at these words.

I'm fucking over it and you're not over it?

He stayed cold and silent, and the opposite side went quiet. Jiang Luo did not know why he did not hang up the phone, perhaps because he knew that hanging up was useless, the evil spirits would call again. He closed his eyes, maybe it was the relaxation after the release, Jiang Luo was a little sleepy and half-awake.

Suddenly, the evil spirit called his name in the cell phone, "Jiang Luo."

Jiang Luo woke up for a split second, and he almost had the feeling of being awakened from the depths of his soul, even as a parched itch sprouted from deep within. He closed his eyes and feigned impatience, "What for."

The evil spirit let out a laugh, "I want to fuck you."

Another cell phone hit the floor.

......

Early the next morning, Wen Renlian got up to go to the bathroom to wash up, saw two eyes under the green black is brushing the teeth of Jiang Luo.

Wen Renlian was surprised, "What's wrong with you, you look like you haven't slept well?"

Jiang Luo looked at him numbly.

Wen Renlian guessed, "Bothering with Chi You's advances? You don't want to take the gift he gave you?"

Jiang Luo : "...... He actually made me listen to his jerking off."

Wenren didn't hear, "What?"

Jiang Luo wearily waved his hand, not wanting to talk, he rinsed his mouth. Wen Renlian took a look from the side, and there was still blood in the toothpaste foam.

It's all on fire.