Song Juhan fell into the door and walked towards the two.

Why did you turn back: "Heyi, you go in first."

Zhou He frowned and stared at the aggressive Song Juhan without moving.

In front of Song Juhan, he was angry and grievances in his heart. He wanted to hug him fiercely, stuffed people into the car, and left this ghost place, but he was tingled by the indifference and refusal to sting in the eyes. It seems that there is an intangible wall between the two, even if he steps forward, it is difficult to climb the sky. He gritted his teeth: "Are you playing enough?"

"Not yet." He had a drum as a drum, and he almost used all the determination to maintain the calm on the surface. He acknowledged that Song Juhan, who was a little afraid of anger, was the fear of overwhelming violence.

Song Juhan grabbed his arm: "You want to play, I will accompany you next time, now you should go back with me."

Why did he put aside his hand and said, "Song Juhan, we broke up."

These two words suddenly became angry with Song Juhan. The most afraid of his most scared for more than a month finally turned into a sharp blade and across the throat. He yelled: "One fart, I didn't agree!"

"I don't need your consent to break up." Why said firmly, "You go back. From now on, you have nothing to do with me. I don't want to see you again."

Song Juhan's heart had a sudden pain. He stared at him, and he didn't believe he would say this to him: "You ... you fucking again."

"I said, we broke up, I don't want to see you again." Why did he not expect that one day he could look directly at Song Juhan's eyes and said these words, which almost consumed his courage. The person who was willing to be saddling and disregarded, and finally left him with only pain and disappointment. The only thing he was grateful was that he came out alive, even if he squeezed out his flesh and blood.

Song Juhan held the collar of what he took, and said fiercely: "Why are you not, where did you get me?"

Zhou He quickly grabbed Song Juhan's hand at a glance and said coldly, "You let go of him."

Song Juhan's gaze fell on Zhou He: "What are you."

"I'm……"

Why do you know how terrible Song Ju's temper came up with his temper? He screamed, "He Yi, you enter the house! There is nothing you want to do here!"

Zhou He pursed his lips and said, "Therefore, brother is now with me, don't entangle him anymore!"

Song Juhan froze for a moment, feeling that something exploded in his body, and his body was soaring. He yelled and flew up on Zhou Heyi's belly.

Zhou He was too late to guard, and he was flying out all at once, and his face fell pale to the ground.

Why is it dazzling: "Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan rushed up like crazy, and picked Zhou He from the ground: "You touched him? Why do you dare to touch it! Lao Tzu killed you!"

Why rushed up and hugged Song Juhan's arm fiercely: "Song Juhan, let him go!"

Song Juhan had a disappointment, throwing Zhou Heyi on the ground, and wanted to kick his feet. Why did he use his body weight and knocked him hard to the ground and waved his fist towards his face.

Song Juhan grabbed his wrist, and a sharp turned over, why he pressed it on his body. His eyes were bloody and yelled loudly: "You follow him? Why do you fucking clearly!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Why hold his collar and grit your teeth, "Song Juhan, I have nothing to do with you!"

"Fart, you are fucking to die!" What did Song Juhan dragged up and dragged them hard into the car.

No matter how he kicked, he couldn't get rid of Song Juhan's restraint. The whole person was embarrassed. His heart was painful and his cheeks were hot. In this life, in this world, only Song Juhan could bring him endless pain and humiliation -he was deep The person who loves gives him the deepest pain and humiliation.

Seeing why he was dragged into the car, Zhou Heyi couldn't get up.

At this time, there was a patrol police passing by, shook them with a flashlight, and said in his mouth with French that he couldn't understand, and ran over quickly.

Song Juhan slammed the door fiercely, and said angrily in French, the police pulled out the baton, and it was stubborn.

The driver's door opened, and a French driver ran down to explain what.

Why did he take advantage of Song Juhan to break free from his hand and ran to Zhou Heyi, and trembled, "He Yi, He Yi, how are you?" Looking at Zhou He Yi's pale face, his position was distressed and distressed and his position was distressed and and his position was distressed and and his position was distressed and and his position was distressed and and his position was distressed. Guilty.

Zhou Heyi's face was wrinkled, but he bite his teeth and said, "... It's okay."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I'll rest ..."

"Why do you let me let me go!" Song Juhan said that he would rush over.

The two policemen ran over and stopped with Zhou He, and shouted loudly.

Zhou He took a deep breath and said to the police with less smooth French in English: "No, he is not our friend, he attacked us, our personal safety was threatened."

Song Juhan's face was pale, staring at Zhou Heyi's eyes almost wanted to eat people.

The driver was in a hurry, constantly regulating in the middle, and whispered Song Juhan.

The two policemen were probably too lazy to care about this small fighting incident, just waiting for them to solve them.

Song Juhan held his fist. He pointed at him, and said with red eyes and said, "Why, only you dare to treat me like this, I won't let you go." He turned to open the door and got into the car.

The driver quickly drove away the car.

The police came over and asked them how to go to the hospital. Zhou He waved his hand and didn't want to go, but why he insisted, he knew how much Song Juhan had started, or he was sent to the hospital.

After checking it in the hospital, Zhou He was deserved to be young and long -term fitness. It was really not a big deal. He just needed to recuperate. His stomach was all purple, and he had no blood on his face.

Why kept apologizing to him, angry and sad.

Every time he underestimates the extent of Song Juhan bastard.

Zhou He barely smiled: "It's not your fault, don't apologize anymore."

Why rub his hair and said softly, "I'll take you to the hotel to rest." The family couldn't go back for the time being, Song Juhan would definitely go back to find him again, and I didn't know how to make trouble.

He didn't think about what would Song Juhan react to their "breakup".

Song Juhan must not be able to stand the throwing. He doesn't like it. He just uses Song Juhan's character and cannot endure such a face.

So he chose to say nothing. As soon as he left, he hoped to give Song Juhan enough time to digest, so that after he returned, he might face less anger. Unexpectedly, it was nothing but Song Juhan's anger burned to Paris thousands of kilometers away, and it also affected Zhou Heyi.

Zhou He hugged his neck and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Don't blame yourself, I'm fine. I understand why you leave him, he is really a bastard."

Why smiled bitterly and was speechless.

For Zhou He's good medicine, why helped him go out.

The sky is all dark, and the city in Paris is very unsafe. The place where the hospital is located is scarce. They stood on the roadside taxi, and they all felt that the black men's eyes were unwilling.

Suddenly, a black van turned sharply in front of them and stopped in front of them.

Both of them felt right and hurried back.

The door opened, and the two white people jumped down. What was caught and stuffed the car rudely.

"What are you ..." When he saw Song Juhan sitting in the co -pilot, he was angry and anxious, and he couldn't even speak.

Song Juhan didn't speak, and didn't even look back, sitting so correctly.

Zhou He called: "Brother, what are you doing, you are committing crime!"

A strong man pinched Zhou Heyi's chin, took out a few photos to take his face, and said coldly: "The information of your family address, company, relatives, and friends, we have all mastered it. If you To do anything unwise, you must bear all the unsightly consequences. "

Zhou He was stunned and stared at the strong man angrily.

The strong man threw him to the ground and turned into the car.

"He Yi, He Yi!" Why struggled to go out, but was stuffed into the car hard, and the door was closed. Why did you stare at Song Juhan's back? "Song Juhan, you lunatic! Do you want to kidnap me! You fucking bastard!" He was excited to flutter.

The strong man dragged him back to the seat, and a wet wipes with a strange smell covering his nose and nose.

Why did struggle a few times, just felt dizzy, and finally couldn't resist.

When he woke up, he only felt that the sun was about to melt his face. He slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't adapt to such a strong light for a while, so he covered it with his back.

The next second, he sat up from the bed and looked around in alert, and found that he was in a strange place.

He jumped out of bed, opened the window, and there was an endless sea outside.

This is where? Where did Song Juhan bring him to?

He opened the door and rushed over.

He is in a large villa, full of modern American decoration, artworks and Song Juhan's posters, and surroundings that can be seen everywhere.

Why did you dump his head and go downstairs along the stairs and drink, "Song Juhan."

His voice echoed in the room, but no one answered.

"Song Juhan!" Why shouted again.

A Indian in a suit came to the living room, bowed slightly to him, compared a booing action with his fingers, and then made a posture.

Why follow him silently.

The Indians led him to a room, gently knocked the door, and pushed the door away.

Why did he take a look at him? He took back three steps back and turned away.

Why took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

It was a study.

There are two huge bookcases on both sides of the east and west, and the books are full. It is facing the door with a half -moon -shaped floor -to -ceiling window. There is a single -person sofa that looks very comfortable next to the floor -to -ceiling window.

Song Juhan sat on the sofa with a leg of legs, and the other long leg was pulled on the carpet. He was carrying a bottle of rum in his hand, and the red -brown wine was shaking in the bottle. On the sofa, it seemed asleep.

When he heard the movement, Song Juhan opened his eyes and slowly looked at what he looked at. He was messy, his eyes were blank, and his face was decadent, but he was so beautiful that he had difficulty breathing.

Why did you feel tight and tight, and took two steps back subconsciously.

Song Juhan had a sip of wine, then threw the wine bottle aside, and stood up.

Why don't you want to face Song Juhan who drinks drink, turn around and want to leave.

"Don't go." Song Juhan said lowly, "Don't want to go anywhere, no matter how far you run, I will catch you back."

He Gu stopped when he heard this sentence.

That's right, he doesn't face it now, he will face it sooner or later, it makes no difference. He took a deep breath and turned around.

Song Juhan walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, and squeezed his chin lightly.

He Gu looked at him blankly.

Song Juhan suddenly pressed his chest, pressed him against the door, pressed his hot lips that smelled of alcohol, kissed him heavily, and sucked—sucked roughly.

He Gu didn't react at all, and let him kiss in a predatory manner.

Song Juhan panted heavily and said in a hoarse voice, "Why, why did we become like this."

This question is really funny, but no one can laugh at it.

Why did they become like this? That's not only Song Juhan's problem, but he also has a problem. He is doing the stupidest thing in the world to love someone like that. Now he's just correcting what he did wrong.

Song Juhan hugged him tightly, buried his face between his neck, and greedily breathed the familiar smell of "Why": "Why, why did we become like this."

He Gu blinked and said softly, "It's already like this, and I'm entangled in why it makes sense."

"No, we shouldn't be like this." Song Juhan tightened his arms, wishing to embed He Gu into his body, "You hate me getting married, don't you? Don't stir up the scandal anymore, you can go home with me."

He Gu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said clearly in Song Juhan's ear, "Song Juhan, I have sex with someone else."

Song Juhan's body froze.

He Gu's expression was frighteningly cold: "I don't know how to compare you and him, which is better in bed, but I think it's good, I'm very satisfied."

Song Juhan slowly clenched his fists.

"I no longer meet your standards, and I have lost my only advantage. You can now raise a well-behaved, obedient, and clean little boy." He deliberately emphasized the "clean" son, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Shut up!" Song Juhan suddenly shouted violently, grabbing He Gu's collar fiercely, with a vicious expression as if he wanted to eat people.

He looked at him fearlessly.

"How dare you, you fucking...how dare you treat me like this! How dare you sleep with someone else!" Song Juhan suddenly twisted He Gu's collar and strangled his neck!

He Gu suddenly suffocated, his eyes widened, his face flushed red, he tried hard to break Song Juhan's hand, but there was nothing he could do.

Song Juhan threw him to the ground, jumped on him, tore his clothes, and roared: "Where did he touch you! I'm going to chop off his hands and feet, I'm going to castrate him, I'm going to kill him! !"

"Song Juhan!" He Gu roared loudly while struggling.

Song Juhan tore it a few times, and suddenly felt a huge pain in his heart and weakness in his limbs, and slowly fell on He Gu.

Why was he panting hard, and for a while he felt exhausted.

Song Juhan's voice choked: "Why, why do I want, why do I want you, why do I want."

He Gu stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, his eyes filled with emptiness, he clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost sinking into his flesh.

What do you want, in these seven years, you have been killed bit by bit.