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    Yan Haian rolled his eyes and said, "I ate."

    Sun Yan raised his head skillfully and motioned to go.

    Xu Hong went back to the babysitter room with another little nanny, causing the illusion that there were only the two of them in the whole villa. Since Yan Haian came here to do it, but when he poured out Chu á ng with Sun Yan, his headache became worse and worse, his limbs were sore and weak, and his cold seemed to get worse. He really had no interest in xing sex at all.

    Sun Yan fan Q í ng kissed him and stroked him, which was of no use. Yan Haian felt like a salted fish without the slightest response.

    Sun Yan has been in battle for a long time, how can he not feel that the people under him have moved Q í ng? He stopped with a kiss and sat up half-squinting: "what's wrong with this?"

    Yan Haian lay at rest, staring at the ceiling, listening to the man's tone become more and more strange: "who are you thinking about?" Could it be that Mo Yi got angry and spilled it on me? "

    Mo Yisheng's name successfully touched Yan Haian's nerves. He rolled his eyes and stared at Sun Yan.

    He could feel that Sun Yan should be a little angry.

    He had to sit up and sigh, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well today. I'm a little out of shape."

    Yan Haian originally wanted to follow Sun Yan, and if he could not use the force, it would not be able to use the force. Anyway, it was not him who moved, but the idea returned to the thought, and the body had an opinion. Do you still want to roll chu á ng when you are sick? That's what the little Hu á ng book says.

    "you can fucking get tired of being with Mo Yisheng every day," Sun Yan didn't know that his discomfort was really physical. He just thought it was not good for this man to be in love with himself Q í ng. He suddenly raised his voice, as if his long-standing anger was finally ignited by a spark: "with me, there is no heart Q í ng?"

    At first glance, Sun Yan was very attracted to him, and the most straightforward expression of a man was that he wanted to sleep with him. Everyone wants to touch something beautiful and pure, and it is best to touch it, especially for a person like him who frees himself.

    Now, after every time he comes to Yan Haian, Yan Haian revolves around Mo Yisheng; after every time he talks to Yan Haian, he can hear Mo Yisheng's name; after Yan Haian has j Qing ng to serve Mo Yisheng anyway, and after he works hard to serve him and tells himself that he is not in a state.

    Sun Yan really wants to find someone to kill Mo Yisheng.

    Sun Yanhuo has never been so suffocated on such a thing Q í ng at this age. He is like a dog who sends Q í ng and always wants to rub with Yan Haian, while Yan Haian always! Always! With an air of disgust at dealing with things.

    How much it hurts your self-esteem, is it so bad for yourself?

    The young masters of the Sun family are used to being praised. Sun Yan said awkwardly, "Why did you come up to me Chu á ng when you like Mo Yisheng so much?" How many times have you done it with me? why pretend to be pure? "

    As soon as Yan Haian's pupils contracted, his heart could not stop speeding up. He felt chest tightness, dizziness and pain, and for a moment he couldn't tell where it was more uncomfortable.

    His physical discomfort aggravated the loss of Q í ng. He could not control the roller coaster ride of Q í ng to the bottom of the valley, and at that moment he even felt that he was really cheap.

    If you really call p à o, why come to someone else's house every time? you should make an appointment with a hotel and make an AA system with condoms and a room fee. Go your own way after sleep, don't have so many text messages, don't quietly check other people's moments with only three messages, let alone come as soon as others call.

    Still, he has been so ridiculous since the past, saying that if he insists on it, he will correct Q í ng.

    In the final analysis, he is too lonely. Holding the distinctive xing direction, a heart is sensitive and proud, not only unwilling to make do with it, but also do not understand confusion. He doesn't have any friends, his family doesn't understand, even Mo Yisheng, who has been with him for the longest time, can organize his work and life, can deal with others smoothly, but like a complete outsider, even loneliness is out of place for Q í ng.

    So even if he doesn't want to admit it, he still expects too much from the relationship and refuses to admit what he can get out of it.

    But it's all hormonal distractions. Q í ng is crazy.

    Yan Haian sat up with a headache, calmly looked for clothes and said to Sun Yan, "then I'll go first."

    His unspoken intention is so obvious that it doesn't need to be explained to make people understand that this is the end message.

    Yan Haian walked out of the door and gently closed the door. Even at a time like this, he still had to keep his posture and refused to lose in the last round.

    Sun Yan, still wearing trousers, sat on Chu á ng, gasped for breath, hit Chu á ng with his fist, and hurriedly chased him out.

    Yan Haian was going downstairs when an object was suddenly smashed at his feet, and the sound of a broken wooden frame could be heard with a split.

    More than 20 million famous paintings were casually picked off the wall by Sun Yan, bounced on the ground several times and rolled to the bottom of the building.

    Yan Haian glanced down at the wreckage and looked up at Sun Yan.

    Sun Yan, naked in his upper body, looked down at him from above: "who are you doing this for?" Think I can't find someone else to sleep with? "

    Uncle Sun, you are so retarded that I am embarrassed to listen to that line.

    Yan Haian clearly laughed at Sun Yan's childishness. If he wants to maintain his demeanor, he must not be reasonable.

    Yan Haian held his hand on the handrail: "Mr. Sun, I have never doubted this. I just think that since we are no longer satisfied with each other, we should find someone else." If you can find someone, don't I have a choice? "

    "you need to find someone else?!" Sun Yan, like an angry lion, rushed to him in front of him, grabbed his wrist and whitened his knuckles.

    On the contrary, Sun Yan lost his Q í ng face at this time, only a pair of eyes as black as ink, as calm as all the wind b à o was dormant in one place, and like the predator's estimation before the cull, the human hair stood on end.

    He said one word at a time: "Yan Haian, you can try. I'll chop off whoever you let touch you."

    Yan Haian's wrist almost seemed to be broken, but he didn't show it at all. But Sun Yan pulled so tightly, as if it was not his wrist, but his heart. Layers of steel and iron bones are about to be pulled out of a crack f è ng. Yan Haian asked calmly, "what do you want?"

    This question was like a whip, which loosened Sun Yan's hand, but he quickly shook it back, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, clenched his teeth, and said nothing.

    No matter how imposing Qi á ng is, he cannot stop silence.

    Yan Haian put another layer of steel on his heart: "Mr. Sun, I really have to go."

    "Yes, your Plato is waiting for you at home." Sun Yan changed his face and said gently, "every time you are comfortable with me, you can go back to face your cinnabar mole."

    Yan Haian also smiled: "unexpectedly, Mr. Sun also knows Plato and cinnabar moles."

    The two men stood very close, as if they were going to fight and kiss each other the next moment.

    "Why is my painting here?" Sun Ling's voice sounded, "Sun Yan, you black sheep, do you know how much the painting has gone up to now?"

    He smiled and asked, "Yo, what's the matter with you two?"

    Sun Yansong opened his hand and looked aside. Yan Haian got away smoothly and went downstairs: "Sorry to bother you."

    Sun Ling still drags luggage in one hand and hangs his coat in the other. "Don't disturb me, I don't often have guests at home, so I'm very lonely."

    His Yu Guang swept the back of Sun Yan's flight and smiled at Yan Haian: "Sun Yan, this man is not light or heavy, is his hand all right?"

    Yan Haian said politely, "Sun Dong is joking, how is it possible?"

    "Aunt Xu." Sun Ling said to Xu Hong, who did not know where to hide and watch or who had just left the room, "find some medicine for Mr. Yan."

    Yan Haian immediately said, "No need."

    Sun Ling smiled, but she did not waver, and she had no intention of continuing to be polite, so she looked at Yan Haian.

    When Xu Hong brought the medicine, he said to Yan Haian, "my brother is a bit of a jerk sometimes." He is just a young man who likes to act like a child. I'll scold for you first, and when he goes over and apologizes to you, he can beat and scold whatever you want. "

    You can feel free to object to Sun Yan who is dressed in b-style clothes, but he can't say anything to the friendly Sun Ling, Yan Haian. After receiving his kindness, Qiana ng smiled: "Boss Sun is really good at joking, so I'll say good-bye."

    "take care. My driver should not have gone far. Do you need a ride?" Sun Ling is very good at grip. This time there is no Qi á ng line for Yan Haian to accept. After being asked in a deliberative tone, Sun Ling is rejected. "then be careful on your way."

    Having sent Yan Haian away, Sun Ling couldn't hold up any longer and threw his suits on the ground one by one: "this 250 is going to turn the sky, isn't it?" What's going on? "

    Xu Hong said worriedly, "I don't know, the two had entered the room well, but soon they quarreled." Mr. Yan rushed out, and Erxiao chased him out. "

    Pass the luggage to Xu Hong. Sun Ling pedaled upstairs and pulled the doorknob. It's good. It's locked. It doesn't matter. He has the key.

    When the lock was unlocked, Sun Ling pushed the door and only a f è ng was opened, and the chain was fastened inside.

    "Sun Yan, are you a man or not?" Sun Ling said across the f è ng, "Don't tell me if you like bringing people home every day." Tell me about your other people on Chu á ng and under Chu á ng, is there anyone I have ever met? You touch your conscience and say! "

    There's no reply in it.

    Sun Ling could almost imagine the pussy squatting in the corner with his head in his arms, saying that he was a miserable elder brother, too. Other people's family asked his brother to fall in love with xing, and he might still get a check on the right way to persuade him to return Xiao Q í ng in cash. He left it here, not to mention a man, even a dog, he had nothing to say as long as he could cure his brother's heart.

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