Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Walking the Dog, Dog Training
"No one has ever dared to order me around like this."
Although Dou Mingxu said this, he moved closer to He Songfeng. Like the two poles of a magnet, he was hopelessly attracted to He Songfeng.
"Isn't this what you want? Why are you pretending?"
He Songfeng's left hand was still raised high, blood was flowing slowly along the surface of his white skin, the smell of rust in the air suddenly rose, making his throat itchy.
Dou Mingxu stood in front of He Songfeng. His eyes looked down and then quickly moved back to He Songfeng's face.
He Songfeng raised his hand again and put it directly to Dou Mingxu's mouth.
"Lick it clean."
Dou Mingxu is a very obedient dog.
When He Songfeng's order was given, he immediately followed it.
He Songfeng asked him to come over, and he came over and stopped in front of him.
He Songfeng asked him to lick it, and he leaned over, lowered his head, and opened his mouth to take it in.
Dou Mingxu pinched He Songfeng's upper arm with his left hand, and after fixing the position, he pulled his upper body inward, lowered forward, and bent over with his head.
The man had just woken up, and his body temperature had not yet had time to drop, and the temperature in his mouth was the same.
When the surface of the tongue touched the skin of his forearm for the first time, He Songfeng was scalded and shuddered. However, because Dou Mingxu had clamped his hand in advance, even though He Songfeng was frightened by the burn, he still couldn't escape. He could only curl up like a piece of white tender meat, being burned alive.
The man licked the falling blood beads one by one. Dou Mingxu did not start from the wound, but from the bottom where the blood extended. He licked the blood bit by bit with wide movements, wantonly sweeping away the red blood.
The first time, it turned pink, and the second time only left a light, pale mark.
Dou Mingxu's lips were stained bright red. The taste of blood was not as sweet as he had imagined. It was even fishy and had a pungent smell of rust.
It was just the presence of He Songfeng that added an extra meaning to the blood, just like licking the berry syrup on the top of an ice cream cone, bright red, icy and cool in the mouth, with the freshness of soapy water that was unique to He Songfeng.
Soon, the red on He Songfeng's arm was no longer the red of blood, but the red scraped by Dou Mingxu's tongue.
The other party deliberately avoided the bleeding point because he greedily wanted to suck away enough breath.
After eating and drinking his fill, He Songfeng's arms were trembling, and then he slowly moved upwards to the real bleeding point.
The rough surface of the tongue pressed against the soft fingertips, wrapped around them and applied force for a moment. A strong tingling sensation came from the wound, and He Songfeng could clearly feel his blood being drawn away one by one by Dou Mingxu.
This was an extremely strange feeling, especially when one could clearly see with their own eyes that the person greedily sucking blood was Dou Mingxu.
It was clear that not long ago, he was pushed out and said he was not worthy.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a baby holding the finger and sucking it to its heart's content.
Anyone who saw it would find it absurd, and He Songfeng was no exception. The corners of his calm mouth curled up lightly.
Dou Mingxu's tongue circled around the wound, flexibly fiddling with the skin on both sides of the wound. The tip of his tongue pressed against a point just below the wound, sticking to the opening of the wound, and the tip of his tongue pressed tightly against it as it drilled into the opening.
The wound was just a small vertical cut, but Dou Mingxu licked it into a secret forest. The tip of his tongue had to push into the thin and long wound, as if he wanted to create a pedicle for him to tickle.
It's better to say it's in the mouth than to stop the bleeding...
"Don't do this."
He Songfeng's brows furrowed slightly. He didn't like being fantasized about by Dou Mingxu. He knew his gender clearly and didn't want anyone to distort it.
Just licking fingers is no longer enough to satisfy Dou Mingxu.
His body did not cool down with the passage of time, but became hotter and hotter.
His breathing, snoring, and body temperature were gradually rising.
He released his hand from He Songfeng's arm, and the next second he pinched He Songfeng's waist.
It wasn't just a simple pinch on the waist; these hands even came uninvited and touched under the hem of his shirt, allowing the palms to touch He Songfeng's most delicate skin without any obstruction.
"Deliberate seduction."
Dou Mingxu's eyes swept up and down, deliberately pausing at the hair, the hem of the shirt, and the fingers that had been sucked white.
He Songfeng nodded, agreeing with the other party.
"Samuel will be here soon."
Dou Mingxu carried He Songfeng onto the marble countertop.
He Songfeng was not wearing pants, and his buttocks and upper thighs were shaking violently due to the coldness of the marble. He jumped up, but soon lost his balance and fell straight into Dou Mingxu's body.
He put his arms around Dou Mingxu's shoulders and sat down carefully, adjusting to the temperature bit by bit.
"Is that enough time?"
Dou Mingxu asked.
At this time, He Songfeng's legs had been lifted onto Dou Mingxu's shoulders. If they moved any further, it would not be considered flirting, but rape.
He Songfeng remained silent, but he didn't refuse. The choice was entirely up to Dou Mingxu.
Dou Mingxu lowered his head, preparing to put something more interesting in his mouth.
But it is daytime now, and there is no hazy night to blur gender.
He could see clearly by lowering his head that He Songfeng was a man, but where he looked he didn't find what he wanted, only things that shouldn't have been in this body and ruined his interest.
Dou Mingxu's body temperature suddenly dropped to zero, his breathing slowed down, and his attitude became cold, and he did not take the next step for a long time.
He Songfeng was a person who was very good at reading the situation. He quickly realized that something was wrong with Dou Mingxu, and hurriedly pushed the other person's shoulder to interrupt the cold violence that was already brewing.
He Songfeng put his injured finger to Dou Mingxu's mouth and said, "My finger needs to be bandaged."
“So disgusting.”
Suddenly, a sentence jumped out.
He Songfeng was stunned.
He never thought that the other party would say such bad words.
He was certain that this disgusting word was directed completely at him as a person, not at any single aspect of him, nor was it disgusting that he seduced people.
It’s He Songfeng, disgusting.
Dou Mingxu let go of everything about He Songfeng, and left without any attachment or lingering feelings, leaving cleanly.
It's like - escape.
But even so, Dou Mingxu said that He Songfeng was disgusting, but in fact he turned around and went to get the medicine box. But because of this turn, he missed the look of surprise and loss on He Songfeng's face.
When Dou Mingxu came back with the medicine box, the door to the hall was already open. Just in the time it took him to turn around, Samuel arrived.
It was also during this time of turning around that He Songfeng hid behind Samuel.
"Uncle Lambert, thank you for taking care of Angel last night. I'll take him away first. I won't bother you anymore."
Samuel shouted into the house, stretched out his arms and hugged He Songfeng tightly in his arms.
Bang--
The door was closed.
Dou Mingxu came to the hall carrying the medicine box. The hall was empty and there was no one there. Even Samuel's voice seemed like an auditory hallucination.
The bloody smell was quickly drawn into the exhaust fan by the fresh air system, bringing in bursts of unfamiliar air.
An inexplicable emptiness quickly swept over my whole body.
He walked quickly up to the second floor room facing the front yard, stood in front of the window, and cast a prying gaze downwards.
Samuel drove here himself and parked his car in the yard.
Before He Songfeng even got into the car, Samuel put his arms around his waist and kissed him against the car door.
By the time Dou Mingxu went upstairs, He Songfeng had already tied Samuel's coat around his waist, covering up the exposed lower body tightly.
Samuel was like a puppy, pushing against He Songfeng's body. He deliberately didn't use hair wax on his hair today, so his fluffy hair stuck to He Songfeng's body and swept back and forth.
Samuel suddenly leaned over and kissed He Songfeng on the cheek, touched his lips, and said something, which made He Songfeng smile.
Samuel opened the passenger door for He Songfeng, and He Songfeng sat down happily.
But soon, Samuel came over from the driver's seat and pushed He Songfeng into the corner to kiss him again.
This time it was a kiss on the mouth. He Songfeng's palm was pressed tightly against the car window. The pink and white palm was kissed red under the pressure, and even the palm lines could be seen clearly.
Dou Mingxu was on the second floor and could see it clearly.
He was still holding the medicine box, his palms clenched around the handles, his hands also red from gripping them.
Before he could swallow the blood in his mouth, nose and throat, the unique scent of He Songfeng was like an annoying fly, running around in his body, making a sharp buzzing sound and making it difficult for Dou Mingxu to breathe.
He Songfeng's eyes turned, and while Samuel was burying his head in his abdomen and taking a deep breath, he looked at the man who was peeping on the second floor.
The next moment, He Songfeng's injured left hand pinched his neck. He took a deep breath and pulled his body upwards. His eyeballs flew into his upper eye sockets and trembled, revealing an extremely obscene and straightforward foolish look.
This crazy look did not belong to He Songfeng, but to Dou Mingxu, who was pinched by He Songfeng the night before and was so excited that he lost consciousness.
He Songfeng looked over again and the man on the second floor was gone, leaving only a medicine box smashed to pieces on the ground, with the things inside rolling out like garbage.
"Angel, what are you looking at?"
Samuel rubbed on like a dog-skin plaster.
He Songfeng held Samuel's cheek and caressed it affectionately.
"Mr. Samuel, I love you."
Samuel's pupils trembled, and his world was turned upside down by He Songfeng's sudden declaration of love, like a tsunami.
Samuel's hot breath sprayed on He Songfeng's cheek, and a hot and passionate kiss broke out between He Songfeng's lips and teeth.
He Song indulged Samuel's impulsiveness.
Samuel was much easier to coax than He Songfeng had imagined.
Even before He Songfeng said anything, Samuel had already made up a reason for him to be forgiven.
How can He Songfeng and Dou Mingxu be said to have cheated? Dou Mingxu must have forced He Songfeng, and the reason He Songfeng stayed at Dou Mingxu's house the night before was because he was kicked out by Samuel, a wicked villain, and became homeless.
No matter how you think about it, it was all Samuel's own fault. He was not tolerant enough, he was too aggressive, and he left He Songfeng with no way out, which caused He Songfeng to accidentally fall into the abyss.
Oh! My Angel! Poor Angel.
He Songfeng nodded slightly, agreeing with Samuel's statement.
Samuel's sports car roared loudly, telling Dou Mingxu loudly that they were leaving.
He Songfeng once again paid attention to the second-floor window, but Dou Mingxu did not appear until they left the front yard of the villa.
It took about half an hour, or even longer, before Dou Mingxu dared to stick his head out from the second floor.
But when I looked again at this time, I could no longer see anything. The only things left were two parallel wheel marks left by the sports car.
Dou Mingxu shouted the maid's name and signaled her to put away the medicine box.
At the same time, he turned and walked upstairs. When he passed the second floor, he stopped, but soon continued to the third floor.
He tried to appear calm, so calm that he had no reaction to He Songfeng's sudden departure, and he didn't even feel offended by He Songfeng's behavior of leaving without saying goodbye.
However, this peace did not last long, probably until nightfall.
It started to rain heavily outside the window again. The heavy rain invaded the world. The raindrops from points to lines and finally to surfaces made a crackling sound, separating the house from the world.
Dou Mingxu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep because of the noise of rain.
He remembered that the rain the night before was just as heavy, or even heavier, but he was completely unaware of it.
For some unknown reason, Dou Mingxu went downstairs and stopped in the lobby on the second floor.
His gaze was fixed on the chandelier in the hall. Before Dou Mingxu could even react to his emotions, his pupils began to recall the beauty who had sat here shivering the night before. He could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from that beauty.
Unconsciously, he walked deeper into the room.
The first, the second, the third, the fourth...
All the rooms were restored by the maids to their original state, with spotless bedding, polished floors, and the air smelling of detergent.
No matter how hard we looked, we could not find any trace of that beauty's existence.
Even if Dou Mingxu wanted to reminisce, there was no place for him to do so.
Dou Mingxu sighed softly and turned back to his room.
Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes, and soon his dark head was filled with color. He saw the unbearable sight of He Songfeng riding on him and moving slowly back and forth.
Slightly furrowed brows, eyes confused due to excessive depth, body covered with sweat, slightly trembling legs, and a pair of thin but extremely powerful hands strangling the neck.
Dou Mingxu suddenly realized that he was fantasizing about He Songfeng.
He woke up with a start, but by the time he sat up in bed it was already daytime.
In other words, the obscene fantasy just now was a subconscious erotic dream, and he could no longer control himself from fantasizing about He Songfeng.
The most terrifying thing is just this. Unknowingly, the soul is engraved with the other person's marks, and he is the only one whether you open your eyes or close them.
"...He Songfeng"
Dou Mingxu repeated these three words.
He lamented that this person was completely a highly hallucinogenic and addictive chemical drug, and once you are addicted, it is difficult to regain clarity.
But Dou Mingxu still endured for half a month. During this half month, he did not deliberately organize any activities to attract Samuel. After all, He Songfeng would definitely follow Samuel.
But patience will not make the thoughts disappear. Instead, the thoughts that have been suppressed more and more tightly will suddenly be released at a moment in the middle of the night.
He finally made the call and, under the pretext of holding a wine tasting meeting at the estate, invited all his close friends, and finally those people signaled Samuel.
The result disappointed Dou Mingxu greatly.
Samuel did not show up, and He Songfeng was even less likely to show up.
Dou Mingxu asked, "Where's Samuel?"
Several people who came to the appointment answered as if it was normal: "Him? He's completely obsessed with his little lover. He wants to be with her 24/7. It seems that the next step is to help his little lover get an official identity and then go abroad to get a marriage certificate."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I see he's really gotten himself into trouble. There's no cure."
"Don't say that. Angel is so beautiful, there's no problem keeping her as her own money. I just want to ask Amgel, if she is your lover, would you be willing to let her go?"
………………
This question touched Dou Mingxu's heart, because Dou Mingxu was the one who let go.
It was another night half a month later.
When Dou Mingxu woke up from the cold wind, he realized belatedly that he had parked his car downstairs of He Songfeng's apartment.
Just then, He Songfeng appeared in front of the window, his eyes turned back, as if talking to someone.
He Songfeng's hair hung loosely in front of him. He was wearing a beige knitted sweater with a wide-open neckline, exposing half of his collarbones on each side. A large area of white chest was generously exposed. If you looked a little lower, you could see all of his tender chest flesh.
Turning around again, He Songfeng's expression froze as he saw the man downstairs, but he quickly returned to his natural, smiling look.
A pair of hands came around He Songfeng's back, and Samuel buried his head in his neck, breathing hot air.
Before he knew it, a brand new Patek Philippe rose gold watch full of diamonds was buckled on He Songfeng's wrist.
Samuel quoted the price directly: "RMB, four million, I'm sure you like it."
When He Songfeng looked downstairs again, Dou Mingxu's car had already driven away. The man left at the moment Samuel picked him up.
The previous watch cost 1.2 million yuan and was not broken, but He Songfeng willfully replaced everything involved that night with new ones.
The reason why he didn't change this house was because Samuel promised to give him this house as well.
The luxury items that were taken off were bought back by He Songfeng at double the price, and his value in Samuel's relationship soared across classes.
The next afternoon, He Songfeng attended class at school as usual.
"Angel, come here for a moment."
The professor of art history called He Songfeng away alone.
"The San Shuno City Art Museum is recruiting a curatorial assistant, and the museum's largest shareholder asked me if I had a suitable candidate. I think you're the most suitable, so I'd like to introduce you to each other."
This art museum is second only to the national art museum in this country, but it enjoys a very high reputation in the world. If He Songfeng can become the exhibition planner of this art museum, even if it is just a small assistant, it will be enough for him to make a big splash after returning to China with this work experience.
The professor emphasized to He Songfeng earnestly, "This opportunity is rare. You must seize it and perform well."
"yes."
After He Songfeng returned to his seat and packed his things, he happily followed the professor out, walked along the campus path, and quickly arrived at the door of the conference room.
When I pushed the door open and walked in, the first person I saw was Dou Mingxu.
The professor respectfully addressed him as "Mr. Lambert."
He Songfeng followed behind the professor, looking reserved, as if he didn't know Dou Mingxu at all. He greeted Dou Mingxu softly, "Hello, Mr. Lambert."
Dou Mingxu did not stand up, but gave the professor a look, indicating that he could leave first.
There were only three of them in the conference room. If the professor left, Dou Mingxu and He Songfeng would be left alone.
What was Dou Mingxu thinking? The professor understood, and so did He Songfeng.
It’s more like pimping than introducing someone, and I know it very well.
"Then I won't bother you."
The professor said, nodded and stepped back.
He Songfeng quickly stopped the professor and did not allow him to leave first.
The professor immediately winked at He Songfeng, undoubtedly scolding He Songfeng for being ignorant. He Songfeng didn't seize such a good opportunity.
He Songfeng clenched his hands on the handles of his handbag. The handbag and his body kept sinking. He said nervously:
"Professor, I have a class that's about to start."
Dou Mingxu's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and his deep pupils were pressed sinisterly under his brow.
He was unhappy about He Songfeng's rejection.
The professor did not express his opinion. He did not say that He Songfeng could leave with him.
But soon, He Songfeng came up with a new solution. He extended his left hand to Dou Mingxu and said politely, "Mr. Lambert, would you please do me the honor of meeting me at dinner?"
The gloom on Dou Mingxu's face disappeared. He happily held the hand that was offered to him, and secretly exerted force with his palm. The hot palm burned the back of He Songfeng's hand red, leaving a circle of dark marks.
Dou Mingxu agreed: "Okay."
He Songfeng withdrew his palms, both hands still clenched on the handle of the handbag. He leaned forward and bowed slightly to Dou Mingxu. His voice was still small and humming through his nose. He spoke shyly and immaturely:
"You decide the location. See you tonight, Mr. Lambert."
Dou Mingxu stood up and followed He Songfeng to send the person out.
He stood still and watched He Songfeng disappear from his sight, then he slowly arranged the dinner venue.
The dining place is chosen to be a high-end restaurant near the school. Although it cannot compare with the luxurious restaurants in the city center where every inch of land is valuable, it is already top-notch near the school.
Dou Mingxu specially picked a bouquet of flowers, the whole bouquet was pink and white, with some blue accents.
The main flowers are five full-blooming cream bowl peonies, accompanied by Dutch tulips, Colombian white hydrangeas, Hanoi peonies, and ice cream lisianthus as the background, while the blue of the little swallowtail is used to decorate the warm baby blue.
The saturation is very low, and the brightness of the eyes is also low. It is not eye-catching or dazzling at first glance, but gentle, just like the clouds floating slowly in the sky, soft and fluffy.
Dou Mingxu felt that this bouquet of flowers was very suitable for He Songfeng.
He sat in the designated seat and began to wait every minute.
Dou Mingxu sat down at four o'clock. At five o'clock, many people came into the restaurant to eat, but only Dou Mingxu's table was empty and lonely.
Dou Mingxu glanced at the time and thought that He Songfeng might be busy on the way, so he continued to wait.
It was six o'clock, and the restaurant had already been replaced by a new group of customers, but his table was the only one that was completely still.
At seven o'clock, Dou Mingxu took out his mobile phone more than once, his finger hovering over the dialing interface.
But he thought about it and realized that if he was the first to call and inquire about the situation, it would seem too proactive, so he suppressed the impulse.
It's eight o'clock and the restaurant is about to close.
Dou Mingxu looked at the phone number on his mobile phone for about half a minute. He chose to put away his phone in silence, threw the bouquet into the trash can, and drove home calmly.
The SUV coupe slowly turned upwards along the mountain road. Just as it was about to enter the front yard of the villa, Dou Mingxu suddenly turned his head and stared at his empty passenger seat.
At this moment, he suddenly hallucinated that rainy night, and saw He Songfeng sitting in the passenger seat, huddled in his coat like a frightened little mouse.
Click——
After the iron gate in the front yard detected that the vehicle had entered, it closed automatically. The dull sound woke Dou Mingxu from his trance.
Dou Mingxu got out of the car, leaned against the door, and breathed quietly.
If he went into the house, he would think of He Songfeng, and if he stayed in the car, he would still think of He Songfeng.
Even the act of lighting a cigarette and smoking is branded with He Songfeng. Once you pick up a lighter, you will definitely think of He Songfeng.
He took out his phone again to check the message bar, but the notification bar was empty. The person he had agreed to have dinner with had just broken the appointment without any burden.
But even so, Dou Mingxu never thought of taking the initiative to call He Songfeng to inquire about the situation. He stubbornly wanted to maintain his superior and arrogant position in this unclear relationship.
The price is endless emptiness.
No one knew how long it would take for He Songfeng's phone to ring, but Dou Mingxu waited and insisted that He Songfeng come to him first.
The relationship between Dou Mingxu and He Songfeng will always be like this.
Dou Mingxu would only respond if He Songfeng took the initiative, and then after enjoying He Songfeng's initiative, he would immediately push He Songfeng away.
But soon, He Songfeng will find Dou Mingxu again because of some things.
It goes on and on, always like this.
Dou Mingxu was sure that he had something that He Songfeng could use. He also laughed at Samuel for wasting his time and effort but it was not as effective as just waving his hand. But he was more jealous. He was so jealous that once he saw Samuel next to He Songfeng, he would immediately slam the door and leave.
Slamming the door, slamming the car door, it's all the same.
…………
A call finally came into Dou Mingxu's mobile phone at nine o'clock in the evening.
He Songfeng's voice flowed softly from the receiver, as smooth and silky as his delicate hair:
"Mr. Lambert, I'm so sorry. Something urgent happened tonight, so I couldn't make it to the appointment. I hope you can forgive me."
"What's the matter?" Dou Mingxu asked.
He Songfeng chuckled and chose to shut his mouth.
What's going on? Nothing.
Silence stretched for about two minutes.
Dou Mingxu's self-righteous self-control was easily shattered by He Songfeng's shallow breathing.
Dou Mingxu asked: "Will you come again?"
If this sentence could have a picture, it would definitely be the eager desire. Although Dou Mingxu hid his nonchalant tone, he really wanted He Songfeng to be close to him.
He Songfeng muffled a shallow "hmm" through his nose, and it was hard to tell whether it was a response or a meaningless breath. "Are you home?"
"I'm at home."
"Um."
This time it was a definite "hmm", and Dou Mingxu heard it clearly.
However, He Songfeng's attitude was always vague, and he never said anything absolute. He responded to Dou Mingxu incoherently with a hazy nasal tone that sounded like he was about to wake up.
Dou Mingxu thought he had the answer and hung up the phone first.
Dou Mingxu's phone screen fell into darkness.
He dialed the number again, but hung up before the other party answered.
This call was made to his assistant. Originally, Dou Mingxu wanted his assistant to run errands for him at this time, but in the end he decided to go by himself and find something to do.
He drove all over the city and finally bought a fresh, dewy bouquet of flowers. He also prepared a white silk women's one-piece nightgown. The fabric was very transparent, and when it touched the skin, it would reveal a faint flesh color.
After preparing these two items, Dou Mingxu returned to the hall of the villa and sat down, continuing his long wait.
Still not sure how long it would take He Songfeng to come, Dou Mingxu kept waiting.
His mood, which was full of anticipation at the beginning, was gradually turned into ashes by the angle grinder called time, and turned into dull dust, which was swept into the corners of the city.
One hour, two hours, three hours...
No, Dou Mingxu had been waiting for much longer than just a few hours.
He waited from nine o'clock the previous night until nine o'clock the next morning, from dusk to dawn, from being eager to try to becoming discouraged.
During the twelve hours he waited, he spent the first six hours imagining what would happen after He Songfeng arrived. There were so many things he could do. He Songfeng was a very interesting person. Even though he was a man, it was enough for Dou Mingxu to have a strong sexual interest in him.
The next six hours were spent trying to convince myself not to dwell on He Songfeng's affairs anymore.
Dou Mingxu's condition was like that of a patient who had taken strong hallucinogens. He was in a daze and in the end he didn't even know what he was doing.
A call came into He Songfeng's cell phone. He listened to the drawn-out beeping sound coming from the phone, and Dou Mingxu's heartbeat and breathing also followed the rhythm.
"drop."
The call is connected.
He Songfeng's dazed voice blew over: "Hello? Who is this?"
Dou Mingxu's voice choked out rudely: "Where are you?"
He Songfeng didn't hear the reprimand in the voice, and answered softly and truthfully: "I'm in the apartment." He also didn't forget to let out a hot yawn from his throat, implicitly expressing that the other party had disturbed his sweet dream.
Dou Mingxu continued to ask: "What about me?" Every word was squeezed out from between his teeth, without any politeness.
"You? What's the matter?" He Songfeng was confused.
"I know it clearly." Dou Mingxu snorted coldly.
He Songfeng soon understood what the other party was talking about and stretched out his voice to tease: "Oh...you are still waiting for me."
"Um."
After Dou Mingxu finished speaking, He Songfeng fell silent and did not say anything else, leaving Dou Mingxu in silence that stretched as time went by.
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“…………”
“………………”
Dou Mingxu lost his patience and said, "Speak."
"When did our relationship become so close that I could visit you at your house in the early hours of the morning?"
He Songfeng said it, but Dou Mingxu didn't want to hear it again.
"You said..."
Before Dou Mingxu could finish, He Songfeng, who was always gentle and soft, showed his tough side. He refuted coldly without any courtesy:
"Did I ever tell you to wait for me?"
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