The God Who Sleeps on the Piano

Chapter 30 Okay, let's stop at enough

Undercurrents surged, conspiracies flashed, and crises abounded.

Cheng Lang didn't know all this yet, but he already had a sense of crisis.

Did Lu Ansen go crazy with alcohol, or what?What does it look like in the crowd?

He shook it a few more times along the way, but just couldn't shake his hand.The man was so strong that his wrist was almost broken.If I had known this man looked at a gentleman, he was actually a lion when he was mad.

"Enough! Let go! Lu Ansen, you are looking for death!"

After entering the garden, Cheng Lang finally shook off the man's hand.As angry as he was, he immediately raised his foot to kick.Lu Ansen didn't hide, he kicked him hard, and let out a low grunt in pain.

Cheng Lang kicked him, but his anger did not subside.He didn't know what kind of madness the man was going through, but the madness was inappropriate, and it caused him a lot of trouble.He can almost predict that tomorrow's major newspapers will carry negative and negative news about him on the headlines, and maybe he will be deeply involved in homosexual scandals.

His mother, his piano career, his life...

Cheng Lang's heart trembled, and his hands trembled in fear.He...hasn't had the courage and capital to bear those consequences.

"What you think, won't happen. I promise."

Lu Ansen hid in the dark, and the shadow of a tree's flowers blocked his expression.

He knows everything!

He knew what he was afraid of, but he still did it!

Cheng Lang kicked again, and sneered coldly: "What guarantee do you have? Lu Ansen, please be a little bit more sensible? I can play with you—"

Lu Ansen dodged his kick, rushed up suddenly, lifted his shirt, his eyes were cold: "You finally spoke your mind! Since you are so afraid, why are you teasing me?"

Cheng Lang grabbed his hand, tried to pull it away, and asked in a cold voice: "You mean I've touched your heart? Ha, didn't you say you don't like men?"

Lu Ansen's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't like men!"

He really doesn't like men, but...he likes him.In his heart, it has nothing to do with gender, he is just his Cheng Lang, and he has been thinking about Cheng Lang for many years.

He carefully concealed his heart, even if he looked at him from a distance, he was satisfied.For such a lovely person as him, who makes him feel pity from the bottom of his heart, he can treat him unconditionally, and never even covet a word of thanks from him.

He rejected him time and time again, and repelled his approach, but he tried every means to disturb his heart.

But how ruthless he is, if he disturbs his heart, he will not bother.

Lu Ansen felt bitter and aching in his heart, but Cheng Lang kept trying to pull his hand away, but he was still blaming him: "Let go! Lu Ansen, you went too far today. Do you hear me? Let me go!"

Can't let go!

This thought, tightly suppressed in his heart, finally broke through the barriers of his heart, rushed straight to the top of his head, and exploded in Lu Ansen's mind!He suddenly went berserk, folded the man's backhand, held both hands behind his back, and half hugged and half supported him and dragged him forward.

"What are you doing? Lu Ansen, you're crazy!" Cheng Lang resisted vigorously and realized the danger.

"Fuck you!"

The sharp and violent words spit out from the man's mouth, the voice was not loud, but Cheng Lang's scalp was numb, and his ears were buzzing.

Going deep into the garden, a bench appeared.

Come on, Lu Ansen is going to fuck him!

Cheng Lang's heart was pounding, and his resistance became more violent.He turned his head and wanted to call him despicable, but just as he opened his mouth, it was blocked.

Lu Ansen's mouth is full of wine, sweet, astringent, spicy... Wait, is he scared to death, and he still has the desire to taste the taste in his mouth!

Cheng Lang scolded himself in his heart, while hiding, he was so angry that he wanted to bite someone.

He did bite Lu Ansen's tongue, and his mouth was ruthless, with a bloody smell.

But the smell of blood stimulated Lu Ansen, he kissed deeper and more urgently, and his hands became more ruthless.One hand held his two hands behind his back, and the other pressed him on the bench. He felt the cold below, and his pants had been unbuttoned by the man.

Cheng Lang really panicked now, he never planned to offer chrysanthemums.

In times of crisis, potential always explodes.

With all his strength, Cheng Lang finally freed his hands from their freedom.And when his hand was free, he directly reached out to beat the man's eyes.Lu Ansen dodged to hide, seeing him in a mess, with his pants up, looking murderous.

"Lu Ansen, you're too good-for-nothing!" He had a dark face and scorchingly bright eyes.

"Get lost!" Lu Ansen panted heavily with red eyes.

"Go to hell!" Cheng Lang's face turned darker, he raised his foot and kicked again.

This kick hit Lu Ansen's calf bone, and the sound was so loud that Cheng Lang was stunned.

He didn't hide!

This idiot didn't hide!

Cheng Lang's eyes were complicated, he stood where he was, staring at him.

Lu Ansen's face was expressionless, the previous panting had gradually calmed down, he didn't look at Cheng Lang, he just whispered: "Okay, let's stop in moderation."

There was a hint of relief and relaxation in the voice.

Cheng Lang thinks that Lu Ansen is a psychopath, a lunatic!

He straightened his shirt and trousers, and walked indifferently.

Lu Ansen raised his head and looked at his receding back, without blinking his eyes, the little nostalgia and obsession in those eyes slowly disappeared in the dark night.

"Enough is enough" is a hopeful term.

This chaotic and derailed relationship finally returned to the right track.

Cheng Lang's back finally disappeared from sight.

Lu Ansen looked away, walked to the bench, and sat down slowly.He took his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.It was his shrewd female secretary who answered the phone. Because of his mother's birthday party, Charlene went abroad to negotiate a contract on his behalf.At this time, she was in the reception room of the American partner company, checking the contract for the last time.

"Hello, President?"

"Give me as much time as possible, and take care of the latest news. All negative and negative news about Cheng Lang must be blocked."

"what?"

"It must be sealed. Understand?"

Charlene on the other end of the phone was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and smiled excitedly: "I, I understand, don't worry, President, I understand, I understand everything—"

Lu Ansen: "..."

He hung up the phone and tightened his grip on the phone.

What does she know?

Nobody understands.

Lu Ansen lowered his head, his handsome face hidden in the darkness.In the garden, the fragrance of flowers floated, and the crickets were chattering. No one heard him murmuring, both mocking himself and feeling distressed: "What are you afraid of, I will protect you well."

Cheng Lang returned to the hall, greeting everyone with his usual expression.

Ma Chenggong waited for a long time, and at the first moment he appeared, he slipped to him like a ghost.With a few words, he drove away several managers around Cheng Lang, and led him to a corner under the guise of a commercial performance.

Cheng Lang lacked interest, but his good qualities were there, so he still listened to his bragging.

"As long as you can come and play, the price is whatever you want. It doesn't matter if it's 2000 million or 3000 million. I'm not short of money, and it would be my honor if Master Cheng can spend it for me!" Ma Chenggong talked about the price of commercial performances , staring greedily at the man's lips.Ruddy, plump, soft, with a clear luster, the lips like flowers exude silent temptation.

He kissed someone.

he knows.

Ma Chenggong couldn't tell what his psychology was, he was a little annoyed and a little excited at the same time.It's a pity that Lu Ansen got the advantage first.However, since it is a good mouth, then things will be easy to handle.

Ma Chenggong was calculating in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "I have known Master Cheng for so long, and I haven't offered you a glass of wine. Come, have a drink." He said, and handed out a glass, which he had brought a servant tray before. The wine was handed over.

Cheng Lang didn't want to drink the wine that Ma Chenggong handed over. In fact, he was very disgusted with the person in front of him.Keep a low profile if you are ugly, can you stop showing your presence in front of him?He is very annoyed now, looking at this ugly face, he is so annoyed that he really wants to be crushed.

Cheng Lang was in a terrible mood and couldn't laugh, so he could only politely refuse: "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well."

His casual excuse fell into Ma Chenggong's ears, and it was Chi Guoguo's sexuality and hint.

Physical discomfort?

What's wrong?

Because I went out with Lu Ansen just now, so the back is uncomfortable?

Ma Chenggong had a wretched smile on his fat face, put his fat hand on Cheng Lang's shoulder, touched his cheek, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you can't drink it, don't drink it. As for me, I know how to be compassionate and cherish jade."

Cheng Lang heard that the first half was not bad, but the latter sentence made his face turn cold instantly.He coldly slapped off the man's paw, and said angrily, "President Ma, keep your mouth clean!"

Ma Chenggong was thrown in the face, but he was not angry, and still smiled and coaxed people with a good temper: "Hey, Master Cheng, don't be angry, people in the art circle, I understand, you can only show your personality if you are unrestrained. You are not clean in what you do. , I’m watching. But don’t worry, I’ll clean it up for you, as long as you take good care of it…”

The more you talk, the more disgusting you are!

Cheng Lang clenched his fists, resisting the urge to hit someone.

Of course, he didn't make a move, and then Lu Ansen, who came over after tidying up his emotions, heard it, and kicked people directly.

With a "bang", Ma Chenggong's huge volume made a deafening sound on the floor.

Everyone in the hall looked over, dumbfounded.

Lu Ansen was tall and tall, and walked vigorously, like a general in battle.He walked quickly to Ma Chenggong's side, held up his collar, and punched his stomach with a few fists.

Ma Chenggong drank a lot of wine, and these fists directly vomited him out.

A smell of wine came out, making everyone covered their mouths with disgust.

Lu Ansen was also disgusted, and immediately threw him out onto the floor.This time he not only vomited, but also vented, a burst of stench blasted the sky, and the guests were dumbfounded.

This... this... is simply the most embarrassing scene in history, and the onlookers felt deeply ashamed.

Ma Chenggong was so ashamed and angry that he looked at everyone's disdainful, contemptuous, and sneering eyes. He got up in a panic and yelled, "Lu Ansen, I'm going to kill you!"