It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

Wen'ai and Wang Juewo spent a long time on the sofa brushing the travel guide, and decided to travel by car all the way to the west, visiting the ancient town of Qiuluan, Lingjing Lake, Lusong Plateau, and Yangcheng along the way. Finally, they arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountains and worshipped the Holy Palace.

Wang Jue took out his mobile phone from his backpack and asked his friend to borrow a car. After hanging up the phone, he hugged Wen Ai and asked: "Baby, do you dislike me? I am the president and the owner of the palace in the illusion. I am rich and rich, but I use golden toothpicks to pick my teeth. In reality, I don’t have a car or a house. I don’t seem to be any different from other people except for being handsome. Do you still want to be with me?"

Wen Ai took the small square pillow next to him and hugged him, tilted his head and thought: "It seems that there is a little psychological gap..."

Wang Jue's face changed slightly, Wen Ai leaned over and kissed the corners of his tight mouth, and then said: "But I think this is particularly good. Your former male protagonist had too heavy aura, and he controlled the world economy at every turn, with eyeliners all over the world. , I can be captured by you wherever I escape. Now your hands can't reach that long. If you toss me lifelessly in bed, I will run and let you dry for three or five years before coming back!"

Wang Jue couldn't laugh or cry: "Dare to love that I am a wicked demon in your place."

Wen Ai hammered his pillow: "What is the brain of the worm, you are the thing that has changed. If nothing else, just say the last life, you touch your conscience and say, is it like a perpetual motion machine that can’t stop? He even pulled me into retreat. After the retreat, there is no good place all over my body. How wrong I am..."

Wang Jueli felt bad, and quickly fed him a potsticker to coax him: "That's not all of me. I in the fantasy world has been enlarged with a certain aspect of my character. I have done a little too much. Can I apologize? You can't discriminate against me because of this. , Think about it, before entering the illusion, am I reluctant to even move a finger of you?"

"I know." Wen Ai puffed his cheeks and nodded as he ate, "That's why I continue to treat you well, you won't treat me like that anymore, will you?"

Without hesitating for a second, Wang Jue blurted out: "Of course, you are such a treasure, how am I willing to bully."

"Great!" Wen Ai threw the pillow and jumped up from the sofa, pointing at him with a small hand, "Then you will go to the guest room with the bucket in the future."

Wang Jue was taken aback: "What?"

Wen Ai said quietly: "I saw the condom in your bag when you took the phone just now."

"No." Wang Jue was caught off guard, "Listen to me--"

"Don't listen!" Wen Ai took the bottomless beer on hand, raised his head and drank a clean, wiped his mouth happily, "You have to count, if you say you won't bully me, then you move to the guest room. Don't move back to sleep without me nodding!"

After he finished speaking, he ran back to the master bedroom, swiftly locked the door with his backhand.

Wang Jue has never played any weird tricks. Who knows he was given a routine by Wen Ai when he came to his head. He secretly regretted that he shouldn't have fed so much goat milk to the little guy at the beginning. The pit is choking.

"Baby." Wang Jue knocked on the door of the master bedroom without hesitation, "You open the door and we will have a good chat."

"I slept!"

Who are you bluffing? The voice is so energetic, and there is a little unbearable smile, and it is designated to hide in the house for fun!

Wang Jue suppressed the foot he wanted to kick the door: "If you don't toss you don't mean you won't have sex. Could it be that you let me hold back for a lifetime? Oh, even if you really don't let me touch, let me hold you to sleep anyway. What's the matter outside the customs? I can’t sleep alone, and I’m sure to lose sleep until dawn."

Wen Ai emerged from the bed and shouted out the door: "A bucket is not in the guest room? You two can join hands to save it from screaming boredom all day long."

"Are you talking about human words?" Wang Jue's blue veins jumped on his forehead and knocked **** the door twice. "My baby is obedient, open the door, I promise to do nothing. I lie to you as a puppy."

Wen Ai snorted softly: "You've used this trick before, and I lied to me and turned around and said that my surname was Wang, I really want to sleep, good night!"

After speaking, he plunged into the bed and ignored Wang Jue's threats or intimidation or begging for mercy.

Wang Jue was emaciated, his knuckles were about to knock and swollen, and he leaned on the door and called out dyingly: "Baby...daughter-in-law...baby...let my brother in...Little Keai...Don't go for it...no me Can I sleep holding you? I can't sleep..."

After accumulating the sixth life, Wang Jue pretended to be so pitiful that he was well trained, but unfortunately he didn't give him any movement in the door.

After a long time, Wen Ai quietly got out of bed holding a pillow, walked tiptoe to the door, put his ear to the door panel, and heard the system complaining outside. It is estimated that Wang Jue was driven out of the room.

"Pis-pis!" Wen Ai opened the door lightly, beckoning to the system in the corridor.

"You still have a conscience!" The system came over as he said, the voice was not small.

Wen Ai shook his hand holding the ball, knowing that something was going to happen! Sure enough, before the system's voice was heard, the door of the guest room next to it suddenly opened, and a tall figure appeared in the shadow, quickly approaching the master bedroom.

Wen Ai was anxious: "Hurry up with one bucket!"

The system didn't want to sleep on the sofa, but finally changed its laziness, twisted the snake's body with all its strength, and got in after a sip.

In the moment, Wen Ai waved his hand and shut Wang Jue's gloomy face away in time.

"Baby." Wang Jue's voice was panicking, "You wait."

Wen Ai was a little horrified, and quickly pressed the button on the lock ball to make sure that the door was locked.

"One pig." The system propped its head with its tail, "I feel bad."

There was dead silence in the house.

Two minutes later, there was a strange noise from the window, and Wen Ai was so excited that his tail was so scared that the bay windows of the master and guest bedrooms were next to each other! Wang Jue is turning the window! This is the twelfth floor!

"Close the window!" The system bounced from the ground.

Wen Ai also ran to the window, but unfortunately it was too late, and a figure jumped out of the bay window lightly, and pulled the curtain back to death.

Two silly treasures, one big and one small, froze in place.

"You." Wang Jue looked at the system.

The system oscillated and asked with a trembling tongue: "Me, me?"

Wang Jue raised his finger to the door: "Get out."

The system didn't say anything. He jumped up and opened the door with his tail, and quickly disappeared in the corridor, leaving Wen Ai alone to face Wang Jue, who looked bad, and sold his teammates very simply.

Wang Jue began to move, and Wen Ai immediately took a step back: "What are you doing!"

Wang Jue didn't speak, and walked around to the door, closed the door, released the lock, and turned and stared at him.

Wen Ai was like a little mouse caught by a cat. He didn't dare to run away, and he dared to close his eyes.

It's over and it's dead! Wang Jue is a personal vinegar bag. He can even eat his own vinegar for more than ten years. Just now he was allowed to come in by pushing him out of the house. He must be annoyed now!

Wen Ai looked at Wang Jue timidly, feeling that his **** was already aching in advance.

With a "pop", the light suddenly went out, and the whole room fell into darkness in an instant. Wang Jue retracted his hand on the switch and walked towards Wen Ai with a clear purpose.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Wen Ai was so frightened, he jumped up and jumped all over the house, begging for mercy while running for his life, "Brother, I know I was wrong! Really know I was wrong! Don't don't-ah! Let me go !"

Wang Jue's right arm jammed his armpits and dragged him towards the bed, his strong arm muscles bulged.

Wen Ai kept flopping, calling him elder brother begging for a while, and then angrily scolding him for being a big-eyed Wang, Wang Jue turned a deaf ear to his ears, threw the person on the bed, took his waist from behind, pulled into his arms, and covered the air conditioner. I'm not moving anymore.

"Brother?" Wen Ai tried to push the hand on his waist.

Wang Jue tightened his arms: "Sleep."

Wen Ai didn't expect him to engage in such a big battle, and everyone would press his arms. In the end he did nothing, and said in surprise: "Just sleep like this?"

Wang Jue squinted, "Do you have other ideas?"

"No, no, no!" Wen Ai immediately shook his head into a rattle, "just sleep like this!"

The two of them are like two spoons stacked together, sticking together intimately, but Wang Jue really didn't take a step beyond the thunder pond, didn't sniff around his back neck, and didn't get his hands into his clothes to take advantage.

It is that the iron stuff below is a bit uncomfortable for Wen Ai.

"brother……"

Wang Jue closed his eyes: "Huh?"

Wen Ai asked cautiously: "Are you angry with me?"

"No."

The two cold words made Wen Ai curl his lips: "You have."

Silence spread in the darkness.

After being quiet for a while, Wang Jue let out a sigh: "I'm just angry that you don't believe me."

He turned Wen Ai over and faced himself face-to-face: "I said that I only sleep with you, and my mouth hurts. You don't believe me. Your defense makes me sad."

Wang Jue's eyebrows were deep, his expression lost at this moment, and he looked at him as if he was injured.

"Don't do this..." Wen Ai hugged his waist, rubbed his face against his neck, "I was scared by you, except for sleeping, I still trust you very much, quite trusting. !"

"Reserved trust, can it still be called trust?" Wang Jue smiled bitterly and shook his head, adjusting him to a comfortable position, "Go to sleep."

Wang Jue made himself so wronged. How could Wen Ai fall asleep? I thought about whether he was too much. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't bear to soften his heart. He gave up his strict defense and took the initiative to kiss Wang Jue. Into his pants, shaking and holding the vigorous Xiao Wang.

"Brother..." Wen Ai blushed, "I didn't distrust you, we...I do."

"Don't make trouble." Wang Jue took out his hand, "I said I won't touch you, I will definitely do it."

Wen Ai: "But you are so hard."

Wang Jue kissed his forehead pityingly: "For you, my dear, I can't resist this irritation."

While speaking, a drop of sweat slipped from Wang Jue's forehead, and Wen Ai felt distressed: "But you endured very hard, I, I really want to!"

Wang Jue looked at him deeply: "Willingly?"

Wen Ai squeezed a sweet smile: "Actually, with you, there is nothing I really don't want. I was wrong just now. Don't be angry with me, okay..."

At this point, Wang Jue continued to hold it, and it was really not a man.

Wen Ai was quite happy, thinking that Wang Jue finally didn't care about what was just now. Such a happy mood lasted until Wang Jue entered him, and he felt a thin film between himself and Xiao Wang.

Wen Ai immediately touched Wang Jue's pajama pants, and even took out eleven condoms! If Wang Jue is really as thoughtless as he said, would he sleep with this?

I also picked up a whole box! !

"You, you lied to me!" Wen Ai was half angry, a sore swelling came from his butt, and his voice immediately softened, "Woo...you just pretended...ah..."

Wang Juezheng was overjoyed and closed his eyes: "My dear, you asked me to go to you just now, and you were willing."

Wen Ai smashed the condom on his face: "Asshole!"

The joyous sound in the room became more intense, and it continued to gradually weaken in the second half of the night. The **** smell completely covered the fresh wormwood fragrance in the room.

Hanging wormwood in the house, this habit was passed down when Wenyi was a milk cat.

At that time, a rich second generation lived in the dormitory of Wang Jue, named Qi Bo. When Wang Jue picked up Wen Ai back, Qi Bo happened to have a fierce fight with a Chinese medicine clinic, so he got a set of jars and dried wormwood and came back, doing moxibustion in the dormitory every day, and everyone in the dormitory couldn’t breathe. .

"You were smoking when I was out, why haven't the smoking been finished?" Wang Jue entered the door holding Wen Tuantuan, frowning in the choking smoke, there was a soft movement from his hand, the little milk cat Moving his paws, it seemed that he was going to be awakened. Wang Jue couldn't even put down the barbecue, so he hurriedly held it to the balcony to breathe. As a result, the flat cat cake woke up, his spread limbs were retracted, his head was staggered, and he smelled in the air.

Wang Jue stood outside again, his body was covered with balcony tiles, but the young cat was still moving his nose, Wang Jue had to press the tip of the cat's nose against his chest: "Don't smell it, wait for you The respiratory tract burned through."

Before he finished speaking, the milk cat cub struggling to jump off his hand, and fell on the ground with a muffled noise. Wang Jue was so frightened that he quickly picked it up and hurriedly checked for injuries.

Wen Tuantuan twisted his fleshy body uncooperatively, and whimpered in dissatisfaction. His fat little buttocks pointed at Wang Jue, stretching his forelimbs as if he wanted to crawl into the misty bedroom.

Wang Jue had never touched such a fragile thing, for fear that his hand was too strong to pinch it, but Wen Tuantuan struggled for a moment. Several times, Wang Jue slipped his hand and almost made the little guy fall to the ground.

"Is it okay to be good? I really want to commit suicide." Wang Jue picked up Wen Tuantuan and turned around, letting it face him, and teasing its chin with his fingers. "Isn't it sticky to me just now? I have a barbecue. If it's not cold, you will change your heart first?"

After Wen Tuantuan struggled to no avail, he probably understood where he wanted to rely on the giant mount in front of him, so he yelled softly at him, then turned to look at the bedroom.

"Do you want to go in?"

Wen Tuantuan understood this sentence, nodded and looked at him excitedly.

Wang Jue froze in place, thinking this thing is too spiritual, can it communicate with humans?

Wen Tuantuan watched him not move, stretched out his small paw and patted his wrist, urging him to go in quickly, and Wang Jue took the opportunity to ask again: "Do you want to go to the bedroom?"

Not only did Wen Tuantuan nod his head this time, but also raised his paw to point him in the direction.

It's really strange!

Wang Jue took it in and followed the little ancestor's will to Qi Bo's bed. Wen Tuantuan was very excited at this moment, climbed to the edge of Wang Jue's palm, and fell on the soft bedding with a snap.

Qi Bozheng was so contented, he suddenly heard a meow of joy, and raised his head to see that a small mouse-like cat was holding his leftover dry wormwood, happily spreading out in the bed. Roll around.

Qi Bo was stunned: "This...what is it?"

"What the hell, this is my cat!" Wang Jue picked up Wen Tuantuan's back neck, lifted it from Qibo's bed, and squinted his eyes and said, "How to crawl other men in front of me? Your bed?"

Wen Tuantuan didn't have the time to pay attention to him, holding the pinch of dry wormwood without letting go, rubbing his nose in the dead leaves. Wang Jue put it on his pillow, and it rolled around again like just now, meowing with joy, and it looked so cute and charming.

Qi Bo stopped smoking moxibustion. He walked to Wang Jue's bed and watched, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Where did you buy it? It's so funny."

"I picked it up." Wang Jue replied, holding his chin to ponder. The baby cub saw the wormwood, just like catnip, as excited as taking medicine.

Wen Tuantuan was tired and rolled, turning his belly up, holding the wormwood with two tender claws, rubbing and rubbing it around. As a result, a lot of broken leaf scum was rubbed off and all of it fell off his face.

Wang Jue couldn't help laughing, Wen Tuantuan seemed to understand that this man was laughing at him, and gave him an unhappy glance, washing his face with his paws, the movements of his eyes were clever.

Wang Jue was about to make it cute. He drew a tissue to help him clean his face, and then drew the wormwood in his arms: "Don't play, just dry it without washing, it's very dirty."

Wen Tuantuan was unhappy. He hugged the dry wormwood and turned over and hid things under his belly. After Wang Jue raised the corner of his mouth, he never came down. He smiled and used his index finger to dig out. Wen Tuantuan twisted his body, trying to get the dry wormwood. The grass was suppressed, but was still snatched by Wang Jue.

Wen Tuantuan was taken aback, and he fell to the ground with a meow. The joy of the whole body was dissipated before, and he fell under the pillow with his head down.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jue felt uncomfortable. After a long time softly coaxing it, he gently lifted the pillow and stared at the same place.

The little milk cat buried her face on the bed, her little body twitched, crying wet a sheet.