cry that scum

Chapter 32

The message from the mobile phone woke up Lan Jing who was sleeping on the sofa.

He rubbed his forehead and sat up, took a sip of the special drink whose ice cubes had melted and lost its best taste, then took his phone and opened WeChat.

--old place.

Lan Jing twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the message sent by Cong Lang, and clicked on the input box, and immediately burst into anger:

--roll!

——I'm not free!

——If the dick is hard, go poke the steel plate!

What the hell, it's been half a month, and I'm grabbing myself to fuck every day. Rao is a cowboy, and he still has a fucking day off.

He regretted that he didn't take that guy's money, and he used himself like a jet cup.

Lan Jing gritted his teeth and scratched his hair. Just as he was about to throw away the phone, Cong Lang replied with a message.

—Baby, poking the steel plate is not as comfortable as poking you.

——Grievance Baba.jpg

——Waiting for you in vain.jpg

Lan Jing, "..."

Young Master Cong is the most coquettish if you are showy, and Young Master Cong is the most shameless if you are shameless.

Lan Jing's face was darkened, he turned on the camera, and the very noble, glamorous and defiant young master Chong Cong gave him a middle finger.

Cong Lang on the other side burst into laughter when he received someone's selfie.

After Lan Jing sent the photos, he put his phone in his pocket and stood up from the sofa.

The bar was closed, and Ah A was the only one left packing up his beloved wine glasses.

"Boss, you're awake."

Lan Jing walked over and sat down in front of the bar, Ah A put down the cup in his hand and got him a cup of pure water.

"It's past three o'clock, why don't you leave?" Lan Jing asked.

"Immediately." Ah A smiled, packed the last wine glass, then picked up his backpack and asked, "Boss, are you leaving?"

"Later." Lan Jing said.

"Then I'm leaving, and you should come back earlier." Ah A said.

Lan Jing waved at him.

Ah A said good night to his boss, and left work happily, but he turned back after walking to the door.

"boss."

"Huh?" Lan Jing turned his head and had a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

A pointed outside, "I saw Master Lei's car."

Lan Jing paused when he took out the lighter, and said, "If he asks you, just say I'm not here."

A nodded, "I see, boss."

After Ah A went out, Lan Jing took off the cigarette dangling from his mouth and threw it into the ashtray, then grabbed his coat and quietly left the bar through the back door.

Lei Shao came here a few times during this period, but he didn't come in, so Lan Jing pretended that he didn't know.

Although Lei Shao had a bad relationship with Lei Shao last time, on the surface, the two of them did not tear each other apart.

Lei Shao's influence in City C is overshadowed by one hand, and Lan Jing knows in his heart that offending such a person will do him no good.

But he also has a temper, at least for a short time, he doesn't want to see this person again.

Lan Jing walked through the alley at the back door of the bar and turned to the street.

A black Toyota was parked on the road.

Lan Jing glanced at it, retracted his gaze, and walked around it expressionlessly.

"Sir, we saw Lan Shao, do you want to follow?" The person in the car stared at Lan Jing's back and said to Lei Shao on the other end of the phone.

"No, you guys have to withdraw." Lei Shao said, and then said to the driver in front, "Go back."

The location from the bar to the hotel is not far away, only a few minutes away, Lan Jing walked slowly, when he passed by a large pharmacy, his footsteps paused slightly, then he hooked his mouth and walked in.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The shopping guide greeted him with sleepy eyes.

"No, I'll just take a look." Lan Jing said.

The shopping guide stood aside.

Lan Jing walked around the pharmacy, looked at each medicine shelf one by one, and finally found what he wanted in the back row.

What Shenbao Tablets, Jinshuibao Capsules, Yougui Pills, Guifu Dihuang Pills...

The functions are similar, and they are all medicines for strengthening the kidney and tonifying deficiency.

Lan Jing picked it up for a long time, touched a box of Kidney Treasure Tablets, and put it at the cash register.

"how much is this?"

"320 Two," the shopping guide scanned the QR code at the cashier, and out of professional habits, she promoted again, "This medicine will work better when paired with Maca. Do you want to bring a bottle?"

"Oh?" Lan Jing was a little curious, "What effect."

The shopping guide originally blushed with sleepiness, and explained, "Eating the two together can stimulate a man's surging motivation, passion|passion, and significantly improve the quality of sex|life between you and your girlfriend."

Lan Jing coughed and cleared his throat, "Forget it, this is what I want."

The staying power of that fucking thing should be longer, damn it!He can't get out of bed!

After buying the medicine, Lan Jing went to the hotel and opened the door with the QR code on his phone.

The room was very dark, Lan Jing went to the bedroom and saw a bulge on the bed.

He didn't turn on the light, he put the medicine on the table lightly, and then threw himself on the bed.

The person on the bed seemed to have expected it, and instantly dodged to the side, while reaching out to grab the attacker's wrist.

Lan Jing's reaction was also quick, as soon as his body was thrown into the air, he immediately bounced up, and swung his fist with strong wind towards the opponent's face without hesitation.

The other person raised his arm to block it quickly, turned over and landed on the ground, and the hand holding Lan Jing's forearm yanked forward fiercely.

Lan Jing stepped on the soft bed, his lower body was unstable, and he was about to lie down on the ground in a posture like a dog eating shit, his waist twisted at an unbelievable angle, his hands supported the bed, and he stiffly stabilized himself from jumping forward. trend.

Then he kicked a whip kick with lightning speed.

The person in the darkness grunted, gasped suddenly, then fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Lan Jing obviously didn't expect his kick to be so powerful, so he stopped the attack quickly, jumped out of bed and turned on the light.

"What's wrong? Where did I kick it?" Lan Jing squatted beside Cong Lang who was curled up in a ball and asked quickly.

Cong Lang's face was pale, and he looked in pain.

"The egg is broken, honey, and your sex life is gone," he said with quivering lips.

Lan Jing, "......"

"Let me see, can you get up?"

Lan Jing felt a little guilty, secretly blaming himself for being too careless just now.

Cong Lang covered his crotch and shook his head.

"I hug you."

Lan Jing picked up Cong Lang and put him on the bed. Seeing that Cong Lang was in severe pain, he was a little anxious.

"Let me see." He pulled away Cong Lang's hand covering his crotch, and carefully took off the other's pants.

But apart from the large size and beautiful shape and color of the place, there was no trace of injury, except that the skin on the inner thigh was a little red and swollen.

"Does it hurt?" He cautiously reached out and touched it, "How about I take you to the hospital? Or cover it with a hot towel?"

"It'll be fine after a while," Cong Lang sniffed, glanced at Lan Jing and said, "I heard that blowing can relieve pain, how about..."

"Get out!" Lan Jing said.

"But it really hurts." Cong Lang blinked aggrievedly.

I have to say that Cong Lang's appearance is really deceptive. He usually looks evil and unscrupulous, but when he looks at people with red eyes and foggy misery, he looks like She was so pitiful.

Lan Jing's heart softened, and he almost believed it. Just when he lowered his head and was really ready to give someone a blow... the neck was suddenly caught by two hands, and then the sky was spinning, waiting to regain his senses At that time, he was already under pressure.

And the person riding on him didn't have any pain on his face, the other person smiled like a fox and patted his face, saying, "Honey, you're going to be fucked tonight."