In the splendid reception hall, well-dressed ladies and gentlemen held thin goblet and shuttled through it. They sometimes stopped talking, sometimes laughed out loud, and they were graceful and graceful, and the bright golden lights shone on them, making this upper-class wine party more dignified.
Song Chuci was holding a glass of champagne and talking with a tycoon of a jewelry group.
As the editor-in-chief of "Muse", one of the world's top five magazines, Song Chuci has become accustomed to such occasions. Compared with the editor-in-chief of the other four top magazines, his age is too young, but he is also more young and promising. It can be said that this young man has a pivotal position in the global fashion circle, and this position will definitely increase in the future.
Having a good relationship with such a person is definitely a very important thing.
At this reception, many young ladies secretly paid attention to Song Chuci's side. When someone couldn't help but come up to talk with him, they found that this man was really gentle and calm, and he was completely a gentleman.
For a while, more people came to Song Chuci.
No matter how many people he can deal with perfectly, but behind his smile, no one noticed that the man's fingers had already slightly squeezed the handle of the cup, and his eyes seemed impatient.
About half an hour later, Song Chuci was already getting impatient with these beautiful ladies, and it happened that when he raised his head, he saw a familiar figure flashing past.
The man's profile was handsome and handsome, with a drunken blush, his steps were messy, and he staggered out of the venue.
A flash of light flashed in his mind, Song Chuci bluntly said to these beautiful ladies, "I seem to have seen my friend, sorry, let's talk later", and then with an elegant smile, in the shyness of these ladies. leave in.
When evacuating from the venue, Song Chuci didn't really plan to see his so-called "friend".
He put the goblet lightly on the table next to him, and decided to go to the bathroom to sort out his clothes a little. When he came to the corner, Song Chuci happened to see the figure appearing in front of him again, and at the same time, he entered the door of the bathroom staggeringly.
Seeing this, Song Chuci was stunned for a moment, but did not respond any more.
After he entered the bathroom, he found that there did not seem to be the other party's figure here, and it was estimated that it was in which cubicle.
Song Chuci washed his hands, tidied up his collar, and planned to go out, but just as he was going out, he suddenly heard a high-pitched moan.
The voice turned ambiguous and reverberated softly in this quiet place. After the sound, there was still breathing, and it came from the innermost compartment, followed by the other party's unbearable voice, with repression and lust, even a person with the best concentration, at this moment. Inevitably moved.
Song Chuci's eyes changed slightly, but then he still walked towards the door.
"Um… "
With another beautiful moan, Song Chuci's footsteps stopped again.
He sighed softly, thinking about the information about the owner of this voice, thinking about his manager Ding Bo, and thinking that this person made his debut in the high-end fashion show of "Ji Heya". So much information proves that the rise of this young model is absolutely inseparable from Xi Ze.
As early as two months ago in Los Angeles, when he debuted on the "Ji Heya" Gao Dingxiu, Song Chuci had a guess—
Los Angeles and Xi Ze are definitely related.
Song Chuci knew that Xi Ze supported He Chaoman not only because of He Chaoman's talent, but also because she was Xi Ze's little aunt. But now, when Xi Ze is going to support another person, even if Luo Cheng is really powerful, there must be other reasons behind this.
Since he has something to do with Xi Ze, he can't ignore it.
After a pause, Song Chuci turned around and walked outside the innermost compartment, knocking on the door.
At the moment when the knock on the door rang, the low-pitched voice there suddenly stopped, as if it was pretending that no one was there. Seeing this, Song Chuci couldn't help but smiled and said in a low voice, "I'm Song Chuci, and I'm friends with Xi Ze, Luocheng, open the door."
After a full three minutes of silence, no one moved at all.
A dark light flashed in Song Chuci's eyes. He pursed his lips. Although he was still smiling, his smile became colder: "Luocheng, I'm here to help you."
Still no response.
The smile on Song Chuci's lips gradually faded, and her voice became a little colder: "Luocheng, open the door, no matter what your reason is, it's not easy for you to pass outside."
After waiting for another two minutes, just when Song Chuci decided to turn around and leave, no longer caring about people and things that had nothing to do with him, suddenly, the door opened gently. Song Chuci lowered her eyes to look, her eyes froze suddenly when she saw the situation inside.
Song Chuci probably thought about what Luo Cheng was doing inside, but he never imagined that such a situation would be so serious.
The boy's shirt and shirt had already been torn open by himself, and his pants had already been taken off. At this time, his body was mottled, and lustful mucus could be seen everywhere, and his cheeks were even more crimson. Erotic pressure on his chest.
Song Chuci's eyes darkened, and she suddenly understood what was going on—
been drugged.
Without thinking too much, Song Chuci immediately took off his jacket, entered the compartment, put the jacket on Luo Cheng's body, and helped him get dressed at the same time. When his icy fingers touched the hot skin of the boy, he couldn't help but shiver all over Luo Cheng.
Song Chuci resisted the heat in her body and began to help the boy wipe off the traces that should not have been there. But just as he was about to get up with the other party, he heard someone suddenly enter the bathroom.
Song Chuci pursed her thin lips slightly and locked the compartment door.
The two who came in laughed and washed their hands, never leaving.
At this moment, Luo Cheng had long been unable to speak, his waist was hugged by Song Chuci, and the other party was now very vigilantly listening to the noise outside, but he didn't even look at him.
Luo Cheng has liked beauties since he was a child, and now he is not qualified to cooperate with "Muse", so he has never officially met Song Chuci. But Luo Cheng had already seen Song Chuci from a distance, and he had to admit that this man was really very good-looking.
It is the kind of elegant and indifferent good-looking, with very thin and thin lips, long and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a calm bearing. This kind of good-looking is not the kind that Luo Cheng likes, but at this time, he felt that his heart was thumping. Jumping straight, the lower body became more restless.
Before the two people outside left, Luo Cheng suddenly rushed up and kissed Song Chuci's lips.
Song Chuci opened her eyes slightly, and then pushed the boy away suddenly.
The people outside also left at this time. Before leaving, they glanced at the innermost compartment. After all, the sound of Song Chuci being knocked down really wanted people to ignore it.
Song Chuci's lips were very pale, but after the kiss, it was stained with a bit of color, making Luo Cheng drool.
Displeased eyes wandered over the boy's body, and finally Song Chuci sneered and let go of his hand, and at the same time opened the door of the compartment and planned to leave. However, just as he got up, the young man behind him suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him in again.
Song Chuci narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Luocheng, let it go."
At this moment, how could Luo Cheng, who was already controlled by lust, understand the chill after Song Chuci's voice, he rubbed against the other party with his hot body, and said, "You are also up, help me, help me..."
Yes, Song Chuci felt it as early as when he saw the other party. He is not a saint, and Luocheng is the one he likes very much. This kind of natural masculine impulse is a normal thing. Even now, Song Chuci has not wilted at all.
Hearing this, Song Chuci couldn't help but smile: "You really want me to help you?"
Luo Cheng murmured in a hoarse voice: "Well, help me..."
As soon as the voice fell, Luo Cheng didn't react when he was suddenly turned over by the other party and pressed down.
There was no room for Luo Cheng to escape in this narrow space. He only heard the sentence "Then you remember, you asked me to help you", and the next thing was no longer under his control.
He likes beauties, loves to see them, and loves to tease them, but that doesn't mean L.A. is battle-hardened: he's still a baby.
Song Chuci's method simply made Luo Cheng cry in relief. After officially entering, although Luo Cheng's body froze, he didn't expect that he would be the one who was hit, but soon he was tricked by the other party's skills. Unable to extricate himself, even if someone entered the bathroom later and Song Chuci silenced him, Luo Cheng shouted out regardless.
He couldn't take it anymore, this feeling was really cool.
The aphrodisiac made him more sensitive, and the strength of this man made him scream with excitement.
It was done twice in total, and when Luocheng's medicinal properties improved a little, Song Chuci helped him tidy up his clothes and took him back to his room first. And after returning to the room, Luo Cheng's medicinal properties came up again, and he was so excited that he kept teasing Song Chuci, causing the latter to sneer and press him down again, and did it twice more.
When Song Chuci woke up the next day, the lascivious and indulgent boy from last night had disappeared.
Song Chuci stood up calmly, and found a bank card on the table in the hotel room, with six numbers written on a slip of paper, which was estimated to be a password. Song Chuci held the bank card in disgust and looked at it for a few seconds, then threw the note without hesitation and put the card in his card holder.
—This is his hard work last night
Tsk, Luocheng, Luocheng, if I were you, I would never do such a stupid thing.
Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Song Chuci raised the corners of his lips with a light smile, but his body was cold.
On the other side, Luo Cheng was woken up by the pain behind him early in the morning. Although Song Chuci was very skilled, he didn't take this young man who took the initiative to come up seriously at all, and he didn't help him clean up a little after that, and even buried it all night without going out.
When Luo Cheng woke up, he was angry and furious at first, and then unbearably ashamed. He just took the medicine, but the memory still exists. He naturally knows that Song Chuci really didn't plan to do anything to him at first, but he has been pestering each other, and even planned to have sex with him.
After carefully leaving, Luo Cheng endured the pain and asked his assistant to drive to pick him up. After returning home, while washing his body, he kept cursing, wishing that shit man would get out of the way.
However, when cleaning the body, in addition to some soreness and pain, there is an unbearable pleasure.
Even though the feeling last night was only for one night, it made this young man unforgettable, and even in the next week, no matter how much he blasphemed, he was not as refreshing as that night. It seems that something in the body has been released, and after tasting something better, it is no longer satisfied with the past.
This phenomenon made Luo Cheng so angry that he scolded Song Chuci for several days.
The author has something to say: Until three months later, when the two meet again, it is time for Los Angeles to cooperate with "Muse".