With his broken leg, he was reborn with his face

Fu Tu turned off the ignition and parked the car on the side of the road.He opened the car door and stepped out, taking a deep breath.The night was lingering in front of his eyes, and the moon was as faint as a thread.In the distance of his eyes, there was no trace of the sea.

"It's finally time to leave." Fu Pu said something self-deprecating, her expression was very blurred under the smoke.Cigarettes were burning in the dark, smoky, tossing and turning.

At this moment, the car behind him caught up.It was Wang Zhu and some strangers.

The headlights from far to near are very dazzling, and Fu Tu subconsciously blocks them with her hands.In a few moments, his car was surrounded.

Wang Zhu rolled down the car window, sighed softly, and said, "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Fu, please come with us."

Fu Tu was a little dazed, but after a few moments, she smiled as if she had suddenly realized.The smile was a little pale by the headlights, and there was still a faint aftertaste.He stood where he was, only focusing on the cigarette in his hand and the invisible moon above his head.

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and drink together to form three people. I don't know if Li Bai smokes or not?" Fuyu misses Li Bai like a jump in her heart. It became Luo Yi's red face.

After the smoke had burned out, Fu Tu looked over, smiled and said, "Let's go."

Wang Zhu was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

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The other villa is a soft light color with a little gray tone.The cement round tea table is placed in the center, and the circle near the carpet is decorated with gold.A white blanket was draped over the gray-blue sofa, and it was just right to cover it.

He sat a little tired, looked at the whole room coldly, and his thoughts on Cheng Jiabai became much lighter.That was a charming man, but it was a pity he had no luck.

Cheng Jiabai came the next day.He looked at Fu Po nestled on the sofa with an indifferent expression.He walked over and touched Fu Tu's face, his eyes darkened.

Fu Yu's face was a little cold, almost like the feel of a sculpture.Cheng Jiabai lowered his eyes, and carried Fu Po to the bed.The bed was big and soft, but Fu Po woke up.

"You're here." Fu Yu greeted in a somewhat ignorant manner.

"I'm here." Cheng Jiabai replied.

The atmosphere then stopped.After a while, Fuyu stroked Cheng Jiabai's long hair nonchalantly, "Your hair is so beautiful."

The corners of Cheng Jiabai's lips curled up slightly, and he said, "I want to fuck you, now."

"Why don't you ask me a question?"

"no need."

"Then you can try." Fu Tu pushed Cheng Jiabai away with a cold face.

The corners of Cheng Jiabai's lips remained unchanged, but his eyes turned colder, "Stay here, I think you can ask for everything when you leave."

"Okay." Fu Pu pouted, pretending to agree.

The villa is very big, and Fuyu can walk along the corner for a long time.Cheng Jiabai came here once, and left again not long after.Fuyu became more at ease.

He fetched the red wine from the wine rack, opened it and poured the liquid on the carpet.The wine soon stained the carpet red, and Fu Shu happily stepped on it.When he put his weight on his right foot, his right foot was deeply wet, and when he put his weight on his left foot, his left foot was also soaked with juice.Fuyu smiled contentedly.

He smiled and took off his clothes, and the cloth that fell on his body was soon soaked in wine red.So such a gray villa came alive because of his nudity.He is a living sculpture.

Cheng Jiabai looked at Fuyu through the computer screen, his willful and innocent smile was more eye-catching than his naked body.After Cheng Jiabai thought for a moment, he asked the driver to drive the car back.So when Cheng Jiabai broke into the room, Fu Tu was playing with the carpet naked.As for the few wine bottles that were empty due to being poured or drunk just now, they were piled up in the corner alone by the floats.

The two looked at each other, and Fu Pu's eyes were blurred, and she still didn't understand the situation.Cheng Jiabai walked over and wrapped his arms around his waist, and placed him on the gray-blue sofa.

"This time, I really want to fuck you, Fuyu."

"why?"

"It won't hurt." Cheng Jiabai touched Fuyu's soft hair, "Actually, there is no difference between upper and lower. You are a free child, and you don't need to be shackled by the worldly concepts of strength and weakness."

"But you..."

"I'm up because I like it."

Fu Yu raised her eyes and stared at Cheng Jiabai. His face was pale and charming, and the main theme of the whole appearance was the lack of sky.The feeling of bewilderment and bewilderment that I saw for the first time flooded into Fu Tu's mind again.He is so charming, Fu Yu thought in a daze.

"But I don't know your name yet."

Cheng Jiabai lowered his head, kissed Fuyu's cheeks that were flushed from the wine, and said, "Hello, I'm Cheng Jiabai."

"Cheng Jiabai? Cheng Jiabai... Wow, a name like the moon."

Fu Po was drunk, his words were immature like a child's, and so were his thoughts.He only felt that the person holding him was very good-looking and charming, as deceptive as the moon in the sky.

"Yes, the same as the moon." Cheng Jiabai kissed the corner of Futu's lips, and breath was revealed between his mouth and mouth.

When Fu Tu heard this, she was a little dazed, "The moon... Isn't the moon Luo Yi's red face? Where is he?"

Cheng Jiabai's lips were still sticking to Fu Tu's, and he didn't move any further when he heard this.

Fu Tu didn't hear the answer, so she pouted and continued to ask, "Where is he?"

Cheng Jiabai paused, then raised his head.

"He's in the sky, boy."

Cheng Jiabai stood up while speaking, stood for a while and left.Behind him is a carpet soaked in wine, and a drunk beauty.

It was a beautiful day, but Cheng Jiabai had no desire to enjoy it.

He walked out of the villa and sat back in the car, his pale face showed a blankness of light and shadow in the car.He closed his eyes, his thoughts extended from here to other places, and even returned to the carpet soaked in red wine.A perfect body lies on the gray-blue sofa, and every curve contains the beauty and sex of life, which should be broken or collected, but should not be enjoyed.

Cheng Jiabai suddenly wanted to see Fu Po being smashed to pieces.This kind of thought made his own soul tremble slightly, and he felt a kind of obscure desire bursting from the bottom of his heart.

If the sculpture is smashed heavily into the mud, can he still be extremely beautiful?

The corners of Cheng Jiabai's lips curled up slightly, his shadowy expression was like the moonlight reflected on the lake surface, cold, wet and illusory.