weightlessness

Chapter 23

When Li Sichen returned to the banquet hall, he just caught up with Tong Xinhao who came out to look for him. He patted him on the shoulder with a dazed look on his face, "Where did you go? Didn't you mean to get me a gift?" ?"

Li Sichen seemed to come back to his senses, glanced at Tong Xinhao, took out the things in his pocket, and handed them to him.

Afterwards, he walked inside without saying a word, and Tong Xinhao was still yelling dissatisfiedly behind: "Why didn't you even tell me happy birthday, isn't this my birthday party!" A look of complaining and dissatisfaction, but looking at the gift in his hand, there is no displeasure on his face, and he seems to be looking forward to it.

Li Sichen walked in, Tong Xinhao hurried over with a few strides.

At Tong Xinhao's birthday party, a few half-grown children went crazy all night, almost all of the one-meter-high cake was ruined by them, and there were not many mouthfuls of it.

Li Sichen's expression seemed to be thinking about some profound Mathematical Olympiad problem all night, so few children dared to come over to provoke him.

In the evening, the driver took him back to Li's house.

When Li Chenyin came back, he found that he was still in the living room, with a cup of milk that was no longer steaming in front of him.

Li Chenyin took off his suit jacket, and a servant came to take it. He took out his mobile phone, looked at it twice, and put it back again.

He looked at Li Sichen and saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Li Sichen pursed his lips, and finally said sullenly: "It's okay."

Li Chenyin didn't ask any more questions, he said: "Go to bed early if you have nothing to do, it's already late." After that, he walked to the second floor, without looking at Li Sichen who was sitting alone in the living room.

Li Chenyin took a shower, came out, and looked at his phone again before going to bed. After refreshing several times, he still found that the page where Lin Zhujin sent him a message was still on yesterday, and he didn't send it to himself today.

The time is already at this point, there are usually several at this time, but today there is none, is this giving up, or?

Li Chenyin suppressed the sudden palpitations in his heart, and told himself not to think about it anymore, should he be panicked because of a text message from him, and then investigate something?How long has it been cold for him? I just can't help it.

Annoyed, he threw the phone aside, pulled the quilt over and turned over, forcing himself to close his eyes.

Li Sichen was tossing and turning in bed too, that stupid fox, why did he do that today?Obviously, he was kicked out and he was also contributing to the flames. Shouldn't he hate himself?He obviously said such exaggerated things to himself, why did he turn around and throw himself into the trap when he almost ran away today?

And he is Li Chenyin's son, do those people really have the guts to hurt themselves here?Are you acting?Is it to beg my father to no avail and want to start from my side?

Li Sichen thought about putting the quilt over his head, not even a single strand of hair was left outside.

But what if it is not?

What if he really could have run away, but was caught back because he bumped into him?

Will they hit him?Will it be harder than his father hitting him?It should be, his mouth is so poisonous, so owed, and his father loves him so much, he will be provoked by him, let alone others?

Suddenly, Lin Zhujin was pushed to the ground by several people, his elbows were worn out, and the scene of blood stained appeared in front of his eyes, and the muffled sound of something hitting his body also rang in his ears .

In the final scene, Lin Zhujin raised his index finger to him and said "shh" to his lips which were redder than ordinary people.

Li Sichen suddenly sat up from the bed, is he going to talk to his father about this again?

No, he finally got rid of that stupid fox, what if he really went to save him and see him pity, and the old love rekindled.

Li Sichen finally thought about it, gritted his teeth and called Tong Xinhao.

It took three phone calls before it was picked up over there.

"You...what are you doing? Do you know what time it is now!" Tong Xinhao's voice sounded like he hadn't woken up.

"Give the phone to Uncle Tong, I need to find him." Li Sichen said in a deep voice, gripping the phone tightly.

"What's the matter!? Are you looking for my dad?" Tong Xinhao's voice suddenly became excited, and his sleepiness disappeared completely: "I knew you were holding back something, and you lost your mind at the birthday party today. What's the matter, please tell me first."

"I'll tell you later, you give the phone to Uncle Tong first." Li Sichen glanced at the time and couldn't help urging.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go find him." After Tong Xinhao said that, he got up from the bed, put on his slippers, ran to his father's bedroom with his mobile phone and knocked on the door.

When the phone was passed to Tong Bing, Li Sichen tried his best to make his voice more calm, and he said in a calm voice, "Hello, Uncle Tong, I'm Li Sichen...."

Tong Bi was almost amused by this old-fashioned voice, and he finally stopped. The more he listened, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became more playful: "So. Are you You want me to help you make sure Lin Zhujin is safe?"

When Lin Zhujin leaned over to pretend to apologize, she kept telling herself that Yiding must not be impulsive at this time, otherwise she must be the one who suffers.

As a result, after Rong Qiming listened, his face didn't change at all, and he quickly came back ironically, and stared at him more and more unkindly, the chill even made goose bumps on his back.

Lin Zhujin was not a person who liked to hang around with people, groveling and being obedient, but now that he had fallen into his hands, he knew that he couldn't do anything better, so he just broke the can and said, "Just say it!" , What do you think? I was wrong in the past, and I have made it up to you. If you feel uncomfortable, how can you be satisfied? "

Hearing his words, Rong Qiming suddenly had a smile on his face, and he hooked Lin Zhujin again.

Lin Zhujin glanced over the two bodyguards standing there, and took another step forward helplessly. Just as he passed by, he was very close to Rong Qiming.Rong Qiming grabbed his neck and pressed down hard, Lin Zhujin was forced to bend over, the tip of Rong Qiming's nose stuck to his, and the breath of each other's breath could rush to him. On the other side's face.

Rong Qiming said: "It's not impossible to get through this matter, as long as you kneel down now, lick it for me, and get it out with your mouth, this matter is over, if you can't get out, you will always Lick, lick until I'm happy." His voice was soft and soft, as if he was talking to a lover intimately.

Lin Zhujin snorted and laughed: "Master Rong, isn't it difficult for you to be strong?"

"Is it difficult for others, do you think you have the final say?" Rong Qiming glanced at the two bodyguards and gestured.

Those two people came over, directly grabbed Lin Zhujin's arm, kicked him on the knee, made him kneel down, grabbed his hair directly, and fixed him inside Rong Qiming*** *.

Lin Zhujin struggled hard, but in exchange for stronger suppression, the bodyguard directly pressed his knees on his back, pressing him down, the veins on his wrists popped up, watching Rong Qiming being teased It was on the hem of his bathrobe, and he panted and said, "If you're not afraid that you won't even have a place to pee after this time, and your crotch will be ventilated, just come here."

Just as Lin Zhujin finished speaking, Rong Qiming was stabbed in the foot. He didn't expect that Lin Zhujin would have the guts to ask in front of him.

He stood up and kicked Lin Zhujin over, and the bodyguard behind him quickly grabbed Lin Zhujin and made him face Rong Qiming.

Rong Qiming walked over and stroked Lin Zhujin's lips: "Our Mr. Lin's mouth is really..." There was a smile on his face, but there was a slight redness around his eyes, which showed how strong this person is. furious.

"It's unforgettable." Rong Qiming said as he hooked his neck, raised his knees and quickly pressed against his stomach forcefully.

Lin Zhujin snorted. This knee just hit his stomach. He had an old injury on his stomach. After this, his forehead was sweating from the pain, and his body could not help curling up, but he was forced to stretch out. Open, continue to expose the soft belly.

Rong Qiming still didn't think it was enough, so he punched Lin Zhujin's stomach twice in a row.

Then, seeing Lin Zhujin sweating profusely, moaning in uncontrollable pain, he raised his chin at the two bodyguards, who let go of their hands and stepped aside.

After Lin Zhujin was released, he could hardly stand still. Rong Qiming kicked him up again, kicked him to the ground, then walked over, looked down at his embarrassment and said : "Can't you say it? You continue?! Hahahahaha!"

Lin Zhujin's vision was blurred by sweat and physical tears from the pain. When he heard him speak, a provocative smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, his voice was hoarse, and the bloody smell overflowed from his throat: "Fuck... You... Mom!"

Rong Qiming directly grabbed his hair and pulled it all the way to the side of the steaming hot spring. He pushed Lin Zhujin's head into the water, held his head down, and felt him being suffocated and powerless due to drowning in his hands. Struggling, and when the strength of the struggle gradually weakened, he grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back. Seeing his face flushed from choking, he was able to breathe for a while and then continued to press him back.

"Speak! Aren't you very capable? You keep talking!" Rong Qiming shouted at him.

After repeating this several times, Lin Zhujin finally lost all strength to struggle.

Rong Qiming seemed to have had enough fun, lit a cigarette, and squatted beside him, admiring his distressed appearance.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, our Mr. Lin, even with this appearance, is too beautiful." He said while reaching out to caress Lin Zhujin's face.

Lin Zhujin's consciousness has already begun to be a little unconscious. His hair is all wet, and there are still a few hairs on the ground that fell out due to Rong Qiming's rough actions. It seems that there is no place that does not hurt.

"You use this face to seduce people, right? Li Chenyin was also seduced by you? You said that if I destroy your face, will you not be able to survive in the future?" Rong Qiming Said slowly.

Lin Zhujin didn't have the strength to choke any more. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his mouth.

"Oh, by the way, I also heard that you have started dancing again recently." Rong Qiming's hand traced his face all the way to his chest, to his scarred abdomen, to his lower body, to the heels of his legs and then to his lower body. Down.

Lin Zhujin suddenly felt as if a cold, slippery poisonous snake had crawled all over her body.

He put his hand on Lin Zhujin's nipple again, squeezed it twice, and said with a smile: "As for why you haven't been abolished now, it's because I think the next show will be good for you. It's more interesting. Let's come to Japan for a long time, and come here one by one. If you play all of them at once, you won't have anything to play in the future."

"Today, let me give you a meeting gift first. Let you choose it yourself." Rong Qiming stood up, folded his arms leisurely, and looked at the wet and painful body lying on the ground. It was an irrepressible frenzy.

"Don't tell me, I'll choose for you!" Rong Qiming squatted down, and the bodyguard next to him handed over a knife, and he took it and put it against Lin Zhujin's face and said, "Then let's start from the face." start first?"

Lin Zhujin struggled to open his eyes suddenly, from the time he entered the door until now, there was a real sense of fear in his eyes.

"Don't...don't slap your face..., please...please...don't slap your face." Lin Zhujin said with great difficulty, turned her head to look at Rong Qiming, her face was wet , It really looks like crying.

Looking at that face, Rong Qiming couldn't help but feel that it's a pity that if it is really ruined, he will have to play with himself for a while, so it's better to ruin this face in the end.

"What? Mr. Lin also says "beg" to others?"

"Please...don't scratch your...face..." With a sense of panic, Lin Zhujin murmured and repeated, looking at Rong Qiming.

Rong Qiming stood up and sighed, as if he had really made a huge concession.

"Well, let's start with your legs today."

As soon as Rong Qiming finished speaking, he stepped on Lin Zhujin's calf hard and hard.

Lin Zhujin couldn't help but let out a scream of "ah", his eyes widened instantly, and the pain at that moment made white light appear directly in front of his eyes, everything was white.

Rong Qiming watched Lin Zhujin's calf twisted there in a strange posture, and then withdrew his foot.

He squatted down, hugged Lin Zhujin in his arms, and said softly, "Didn't Li Chenyin want you? It's okay, I will want you in the future."

After he finished speaking, he pressed a soft kiss on Lin Zhujin's bloodless lips.

At Lin Zhujin's last waking moment, after a series of ringtones, it was Rong Qiming's phone that rang.

Since then, he has been plunged into darkness.

After answering the phone and hanging up, Rong Qiming looked at Lin Zhujin who had passed out and lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "It's really good, the Li family just let go, and immediately appeared again A boy."

On a not-so-remote street at six o'clock in the morning, a lady was rushing to take the morning bus with her bag on her back.

Walking by the side of the street, he was suddenly grabbed by a hand protruding from the landscape, and what was even more frightening was that it was covered in blood.

"Ah" the lady immediately screamed, and struggled frantically. When the hand was released, the lady trotted a few steps, and then slowed down.

Surprised and uncertain, he turned back again, and when he looked through the grass, it turned out to be a man with many scars, but his face was still somewhat familiar.

Before the lady had time to think about the memory, the man's eyelashes fluttered a few times, he half-opened his eyes, and said angrily, "Sister, can you call 120 for me?"