68 ? If you don't commit suicide, you won't die



68 Don’t commit suicide and you won’t die

◎If you want to pursue excitement, then follow through◎

This is a provocation, Lu Yancheng knew it.

But he was not sure whether Xiaomu would really pull someone over just to provoke him. Even if he didn't do anything, just pulling someone over would be enough to make him angry to death.

He is rational and can see through everything, but he cannot avoid this kind of blatant calculation. He has a strong possessive desire, so he is destined to jump into this game consciously.

"Okay." Lu Yancheng heard himself agree. Although his mind was still struggling with his rationality, he had already said, "Let's go home now."

Song Qiu was still holding his tie in his hand. He had never had this kind of experience before, but it did not prevent him from putting theoretical knowledge into practice. He just pulled his tie to make him come closer to him, and then kissed him on the lips vaguely.

"If you don't want to go home, find a place where you won't be disturbed. I'm afraid Lu Yang will..."

This is not the first or second time that Lu Yang has suddenly called her "wife". If the two of them are really caught in bed together this time, no one can guarantee that Lu Yang will not be controlled by the plot and turn evil on the spot.

"Since you want to pursue excitement..." Song Qiu laughed himself out loud halfway through this classic line. The atmosphere that had just been created was also broken by his laughter. He quickly stopped laughing and continued, "Since you want to pursue excitement, then carry it through to the end."

"Lu Yancheng, do you dare to take me to a hotel?"

Getting a room instead of going home does sound exciting, but Lu Yancheng doesn't like hotels, and doesn't want to be out with Xiao Mu for the first time in a legitimate way. He took out his phone with one hand and sent a message to Lin Jin.

"No need to get a room, I have an apartment nearby."

Song Qiu: “…” You rich people are really amazing.

Originally, I wanted to show off and seek excitement with a steady old man, but in the end... excitement is worthless compared to money.

Because he was defeated in this, Song Qiu's desire to win was aroused again. He started to act like a troublemaker in the car for the rest of the journey, hugging Lu Yancheng and refusing to let go no matter what.

It was true that he couldn't beat her, but he liked to see Lu Yancheng being seduced by him until his breathing became unstable, but he still maintained his so-called gentlemanly decency and resolutely refused to touch him in the car.

It feels so good to be a bad boy. Watching Lu Yancheng's restrained breathing is also a different kind of...vivid and colorful.

Perhaps this word is not appropriate for Lu Yancheng, but this is the first word Song Qiu can think of at this time. The pleasure of being in front of the top male beauty is too great.

"I look like an old pervert."

When they were about to get off the car, Xiao Mu, who had been flirting all the way, suddenly said this. His evaluation of himself was extremely accurate, and Lu Yancheng almost laughed out loud.

So far, Xiao Mutou is still stuck in the desire to win or the level of playing. He just likes to see him get embarrassed when he can't help himself. Lu Yancheng can understand it. This is what attracts Xiao Mutou the most.

The more serious and steady he is at ordinary times, the more Xiao Mu wants to see him lose control and his mind at times like this, so that he can have a sense of having the upper hand.

Since Little Mu couldn't beat him, he wanted to take a different approach to get back at him. This is a typical childish mentality.

Lu Yancheng neither said anything nor pretended, but accepted Xiao Mu's teasing and pride completely, and made no attempt to hide his restraint and reaction to being teased, until the two of them left the apartment elevator.

Song Qiu originally wanted to see what Lu Yancheng's property looked like, but as soon as he got out of the elevator, he was picked up and pushed against the wall.

"You... huh?!"

Song Qiuren was kissed before she even entered the room. She was stunned for a few seconds and tried her best to push the man in front of her away. "If we go in... we'll be seen by others!"

"Is it so exciting?"

Song Qiu was stunned. He said he wanted to find excitement. This is what Lu Yancheng took him to find... Are they going to do it outside...? !

The man who had been provocative just now suddenly became timid, shaking his head like a rattle, "No, no, this is outside, we can't be outside!"

"It's a one-floor apartment, no one else will come up." If he didn't explain, Xiao Mu would be scared. Lu Yancheng let him go and opened the door, his smile becoming more obvious, "Baby, is it fun to act bad?"

He has no experience at all but insists on acting so wild, clamoring for excitement. He looks like a tiger showing off its power, but in fact he is just a kitten stretching out its claws, and his true colors will be revealed if he is scared.

Song Qiu was embarrassed for a moment, but soon he stiffened his neck and said, "I really can do it! I know a lot!"

Apart from anything else, he was already full of the meat in this book. The private life of the villain Lu Yancheng was extremely exciting.

"I... eh? Eh?!"

Before he could finish his words, he was pulled into the room. Song Qiu didn't even have the chance to complete his sentence. He was directly taken into the bathroom and the door was locked. Even the sound of water could not cover up his exclamations.

"Just...just wash together?!"

"No, hey hey hey... I can take it off by myself! I... don't tear it! This is very expensive!"

Some things can only be understood how terrible they are if you experience them yourself. From that moment on, Song Qiu no longer dared to brag because he was afraid of death.

The Lu Yancheng who was restrained and gentlemanly in the car was completely different from the one in the bathroom. For a moment, he even thought that this man was affected by the plot. He had such a serious face, but what he did was even wilder than what he said.

He had a profound understanding of the meaning of the word "repressed and passionate" and paid a heavy price for it.

It was around eight o'clock in the evening when Song Qiu woke up because he was hungry. The last thing he remembered before he fell asleep was Lu Yancheng's slightly regretful look. It seemed that this bastard also said that his physical fitness was a bit poor.

So the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to settle the bill, but when he turned around, he saw Lu Yancheng wearing a neat suit and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone.

Lu Yancheng now is so serious that it's outrageous. Thinking back to the extremely aggressive and somewhat lewd Lu Yancheng in the bathroom and on the bed, the contrast between being naked and clothed is really a bit...human nature.

Song Qiu felt that he was somewhat perverted, because seeing Lu Yancheng wearing an abstinent suit, he wanted to take it off and let Lu Yancheng show off his unruly nature without clothes.

I like to see chaste people become dissolute, and abstinent gentlemen take off their noble disguises to pursue primitive pleasure. It is really strange when people are eroded by desire.

Song Qiu reflected on himself silently, and finally decided that it would be better not to reflect on himself.

Can you blame me for having a crooked mindset since he looks like that?

His gaze was so strong that Lu Yancheng looked back and found that he was awake. He quickly said a few words to the phone, then hung up and strode to the bedside, "Baby, why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

After saying that, without waiting for an answer, he picked up the thermos cup on the bedside and fed it to Song Qiu's mouth.

There was warm water at just the right temperature inside. Song Qiu gulped down several mouthfuls and finally stopped when he felt his throat, which had been a little smoky, felt much better.

"I'm hungry."

The previous cake had been stored for too long and was no longer fresh. Lu Yancheng had someone replace it with a new one an hour ago, which was exactly the same as the original one. He didn't tell him and just fed him small bites of it.

Song Qiu did not refuse to be fed, he really had no strength left. He was able to sit here purely by relying on his willpower, and it felt like his waist was about to break.

After finishing a whole piece, feeling that his stomach finally stopped protesting, Song Qiu leaned against the head of the bed to free his mouth, and sighed to the man who cut a piece of cake for him, "Lu Yancheng, you are not a human being."

Lu Yancheng paused while cutting the cake, turned his head and glanced at his waist, and finally nodded in agreement, "Well, pay attention next time."

"Let me try next time?" Song Qiu asked sincerely.

This time, Lu Yancheng didn't even raise his eyes. "If you think you are capable, try to fight for it yourself next time."

It was clearly a serious tone, but there was an inexplicable hint of mockery in it. Song Qiu gritted his teeth, and in anger... ate another whole piece of cake.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to fight for it, it’s that he really doesn’t have the ability.

After an in-depth communication, the atmosphere between the two people changed a little. Although they didn't do anything, they were particularly harmonious. Even Song Qiu himself found it strange.

"Don't you think... we are a little bit..."

He was at a loss for words and didn't know how to describe it. After a long pause, he finally came up with the following sentence, "It feels like we have been living together for a long time."

There was no awkwardness or embarrassment when they met again after waking up from sleep. Lu Yancheng was calm and normal. He shouldn't be so calm. That inexplicable sense of déjà vu of old man and old woman was really strong. It was so weird to have such a feeling after only sleeping together once.

Lu Yancheng's eyes flickered unnaturally, and he fed him another bite of cake, "That means we are very suitable to be partners. We will live harmoniously and happily together in the future."

Song Qiu rolled his eyes while biting the cake fork.

I don't believe you!

You can lie all you want, I can still guess it no matter how you lie!

The room suddenly became quiet. Lu Yancheng didn't say anything more. He fed him while looking at the clock on the wall from time to time. Song Qiu followed his gaze and was about to ask him what he was looking at when fireworks suddenly burst outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I can actually see fireworks here? There are fireworks shows in this place at night?" Song Qiu stopped eating and started staring out the window. While watching the fireworks, he also saw light shows on several buildings in the distance, and the screens were all cartoons.

"What is all this? Pleasant Goat? Ultraman? And Pikachu and Psyduck? What a big hodgepodge, hahahaha..."

Song Qiu pointed out the window and laughed, "Look at this, I don't know who paid for this, it's too funny to see Pikachu following Ultraman, who would put this up in a light show?"

Lu Yancheng silently clenched his hand holding the fork without saying a word.

Song Qiu not only watched it, he also commented on it, with a bit of an online melon-eating attitude, "But the fireworks are really beautiful. Is it together with the light show? It's obvious that an elderly elder arranged it for the children. This person doesn't understand cartoons at all."

Lu Yancheng put down his fork and took a deep breath.

"I think there must be some text behind it. There must be something written on it. Otherwise, who knows who arranged this."

Song Qiu became more and more excited as he spoke. He was so happy that he could eat melons and read gossip for free after waking up. He wore a set of cartoon pajamas that Lu Yancheng had someone bring from home. His hair was messy from sleeping. He leaned against the headboard and looked outside with shining eyes. "It would be interesting if this was a couple showing their affection. Who would use a cartoon to show this? It's so interesting just looking at it... Hey, hey, hey! There are words!"

He was so excited that he pulled Lu Yancheng over and said, "Come on, I'll take you to eat melons. I tell you, eating melons and reading gossip is so much fun!"

He held one of Lu Yancheng's arms and raised his other hand to press his forehead.

"Let me see what it says. Happy birthday, honey..."

Song Qiu watched and followed along, but before he finished reading the last word "le", his mouth stopped and his whole body froze.

Five seconds later, he turned back mechanically to look at the partially eaten birthday cake at the bedside, then turned back to look at the six big words "Happy Birthday, baby" formed by the lights, and moved his lips for a long time before he made a sound with difficulty.

"Um... do you think it's possible for us to rewind and start again from when the fireworks just came out?"

【Author’s words】

Good morning, dear shareholders. Today I updated 3316 words. Please review them. I wish my dear shareholders good luck, happiness and joy every day.

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