Ray

Chapter 17

Eric walked up to Hal, Hal raised his chin, and said to the photographer beside him, "You, come here, take a picture for us." "

Eric instantly understood what Hal meant, smiled, walked behind Hal, and gently held Hal's shoulder, Hal turned his head to look at Eric, also smiling, then turned around, reached out and grabbed Eric's shoulder A hand on his left shoulder.

The photographer praised in admiration: "Both of them are very handsome, please hold on, three, two, one." With a clap—the smiles of the two people will always remain in the camera.

"Come on, take a look, are you satisfied?" The photographer handed the sample to Hal. Hal looked at the photo and nodded, "Print another copy for me."

Eric also leaned over and took a look. Hal in the photo smiled very gently...even...with a hint of happiness...Eric couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

It happened that Catherine came out at this moment, and curiously came over to look at the photo in Hal's hand, and then said coquettishly, "Husband, you are so bad, you actually secretly took a photo with Eric! But my husband is so handsome! Eric is also very good!"

"Come on, take a picture with your bridesmaid." Hal greeted Catherine with a smile.

"Okay, okay! Then let's take a picture too! It just so happens that we can make a couple with them!" The bride excitedly pulled the bridesmaid and sat on the chair.

Hal walked over to the service staff, they happened to have already printed another sample, handed it to Hal, Hal reached out to take it, turned around and stuffed it into Eric's suit pocket, looked at Eric, lowered his head to Eric's ear, A very, very soft voice said: "Happy newlyweds..."

Eric trembled violently, and just wanted to grab Hal's shoulders, but Hal seemed to know Eric's movements a long time ago, so he dodged on one side, and then walked to Catherine with a treacherous smile: "Baby, it's done!" No? Come and let your husband take a look."

Eric reached out to touch the photo in his pocket, looked at Hal's back and gritted his teeth: "The elf..."

On the day of Hal's wedding, Eric really dressed up very brightly, and rarely shaved his beard clean.

When he woke up in the morning, Hal stared at the person sitting beside his bed with sleepy eyes. He was so frightened that he reached out to touch the gun under the pillow, but someone grabbed his wrist and pressed him down on the bed. Intense good morning kiss.

"Eric!?" Hal blinked.

"Well..." Eric licked Hal's lips and bit Hal's chin.

"...I thought it was someone else just now..." Hal relaxed, lifted Eric's face, looked at it carefully for a while, and said with a smile, "You actually shaved your beard."

"To beat your bride." Eric grabbed Hal's hand and dropped a kiss on Hal's palm.

On the way to the church, Clint saw Eric startled and yelled, "Who are you!!"

Eric rolled his eyes, stepped forward and grabbed Clint's arm, twisting Clint's hand behind his back without giving Clint a chance to resist.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! I know, I know!" Clint yelled, and then Eric let go of Clint's wrist. Clint looked at Eric carefully for a long time, and muttered: "You don't have a beard, but you look Pretty cool..."

"Pretty handsome!?" Eric raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Clint gave Eric a hard look, and admitted through gritted teeth: "Okay! He's handsome! Hmph! What's so great about being handsome, and you can't eat it!"

Eric smiled with satisfaction, and got into Hal's car.

During the wedding, Eric helped Hal with various matters very skillfully, and Hal asked in surprise, "You seem very skillful... have you been married...?"

Eric nodded.

Hal raised his eyebrows, and asked casually, "Which cemetery is your ex-wife buried in?"

"Haylot Cemetery." Eric shrugged.

Hal raised his eyebrows even higher - I was just joking...

"You killed it?" Hal continued to tease.

"It's necessary for the mission. After completing the mission, I found it troublesome, so I killed her." Eric answered indifferently.

Hal didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on drinking the wine in the glass with his head up.

Then a bunch of chattering girls surrounded Eric, wanting to take away Eric's mobile phone number, Hal looked at Eric surrounded by a group of girls, and pulled Eric out of the pile of women with an ugly expression.

"I gave you the phone." Hal said coldly.

"Yeah." Eric nodded.

"I picked the number for you too." Hal continued.

"That's right." Eric nodded again.

"That's mine, how can you just give my phone number to others." Hal narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I gave you your phone number." Eric tilted his head and smiled.

Hal's ugly face softened instantly, he glanced at Eric, and snorted coldly: "Give me back the beard..."

Six months later, Catherine became pregnant.

"Come up with a name." Hal put on his clothes, and looked at the person lying on his bed, covering himself with the quilt and looking at him shamelessly.

"What? For your child?" Eric stroked Hal's exposed waistline with his fingers: "Why did you ask me to get up?"

"Because I don't know how to name it." Hal admitted bluntly.

Eric smiled, he hugged Hal from behind, and burned a kiss on Hal's neck: "How is Fenrir?"

"Okay." Hal answered very neatly—he didn't care what his child's name would be in the future, anyway, he just needed to complete the task of leaving an offspring for the Laufeyson family.

"Hey, why don't you ask me why I chose this name?" Eric was a little surprised.

"Is it important? You just need to wake up." Hal stood up and buttoned his shirt.

Eric looked at Hal's slender back, smiling all the time.

When Fenrir was one and a half years old, Catherine died under a cliff due to a car accident.

Hal naturally took over all the remaining businesses of the Charlie family, emptied old Charlie, and absorbed the Charlie family into the Laufeyson family.

"You said..." Hal held the cigarette between his slender fingers, took a puff, and then sprayed it on Eric's face beside him. With a mocking smile on his handsome face, he said lightly, "My wife was just buried today." , I’m going to sleep with my bodyguard, isn’t it disrespectful to my baby Catherine?…”

"Hey, are you sad? I can't see it, so sad can you cum three times in my arms?" Eric leaned over, snatched Hal's cigarette, put it in his mouth and took a puff, maliciously Blinking at Hal.

Hal licked his lips with a chuckle, he lay on the bed and looked at Eric, the arched shoulder blades were unusually beautiful, Hal smiled lowly: "Don't think I didn't know you did it... I thought you would do it later Woolen cloth……"

"You've already made old Charlie empty, and the child has passed breastfeeding, so you don't need that woman." Eric took a puff of smoke and continued: "Besides, hasn't old Laufey already found a lot of substitutes for you, you can one by one They're all married, and when you don't need them, I'll clean them up one by one for you..." Eric rolled his eyes and looked at Hal.

"My hardworking Mr. Killer, how should I thank you...?" Hal leaned over and kissed Eric's lips.

"You know what I want, boss..." Eric wrapped his arms around Hal's neck, deepening the kiss.

sweet as ever

Eric sometimes felt like he didn't know Hal.

He and Hal have been together for three years, and the two of them can roll the sheets more than a dozen times a week in their free time, but Eric has always been puzzled, Hal has an inexplicable habit in bed, although he thought there was a reason in prison before , but after being released from prison, Hal is still like this──yes, Hal doesn't make bed.

This made Eric a little annoyed.

Don't make a bed, doesn't it mean that I am not doing well enough and working hard enough? ! ──Eric thinks so.

Hal is also very active on the bed sometimes, his wet eyes and low panting sounds are very helpful to Eric, Eric especially likes to watch Hal's originally neat blond hair scattered in front of his forehead, wet with sweat and stick to his face , Eric always feels unable to restrain himself at this time, he hits quickly and hard, Hal will either cover his mouth and pant low, or bite his shoulder and let out a heavy breathing sound, occasionally from the crack between his lips A few groans overflowed, which would soon be restrained by Hal, and Eric frowned irritably—what a fart to be patient at this time! ?I really don't understand this guy!

At the beginning, Eric thought that Hal was only doing this when he was having sex with himself. Later, he accidentally heard Hal and Catherine having sex a few times, and Hal was silent, as if only Catherine was silent.