Song Chen put on his pajamas, but did not go out immediately, but stood in the cloakroom and looked at Zhao Jindong's clothes.

Zhao Jindong's clothes are not as good as him, and they are hung more neatly and rigorously. For example, the row of suits has the same angle of tilt, which is cold and rigorous.

Zhao Jindong's coat has almost no bright colors, mostly black and gray, but the shirt is very white and the collar is so clean that it is unremarkable.

Just looking at clothes, Zhao Jindong is his dish. His words and deeds and living habits are all in line with his aesthetic taste.

Song Chen turned off the light in the cloakroom and came out from it. His eyes could not adapt to the darkness of the room for a while. He could not see anything. The orchid lantern at the head of the bed was not lit. It is likely that Zhao Jindong, who was going to bed early, had unplugged it.

He groped and walked towards the big bed. When he was about to touch the bed, he suddenly touched a warm arm.

He was shocked and was dragged to the bed by Zhao Jindong.

Because of the darkness and the collision of the body was fierce, Song Chen screamed in pain and was pressed to the bed by Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Jindong grabbed his pajamas and pulled it hard. With a few "bang" sounds of buttons breaking open, his pajamas were torn open.

Song Chen was scared. After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he vaguely saw Zhao Jindong's face. His body was hot when he was in contact with each other and was wet with a slight sweat. Just as he was about to sit up, he pressed his neck with a big hand and directly pressed him onto the bed.

If he was reading a novel, such a plot appeared in the novel, Song Chen would probably scream and feel it was very exciting. But when he was in it, all he could feel was fear.

It feels like rape.

There is nothing terrible about rape in this world.

He grabbed Zhao Jindong's arm with both hands: "What are you doing?!"

Zhao Jindong approached him in the dark and said, "Isn't this what you want."

"What I want, don't get nervous."

Zhao Jindong said: "Kiss, or?"

"don't want."

Zhao Jindong laughed, and was so powerful that he was scary. Song Chen struggled and said, "I'm calling someone."

"You shout." Zhao Jindong said.

When a man is dominated by desire, he is meaningless and gentle, and he only has sex in his mind. This is the instinct of a male animal. Song Chen himself is also a man. He knows this very clearly and he will be scared to death.

Although he was eager and wanted to have sex, the first time he wanted was not like this now! He didn't think that Zhao Jindong loved him now, and there was no love for sex, which was the difference between animals. Moreover, having sex between men, without love, and without sufficient physical preparation, wouldn't his life be over?

191 Hey!

It's so scary!

The situation was urgent, so I didn't have time to think about it. Just as Zhao Jindong's big hand touched his neck, a scream resounded through Yuntian!

"ah!"

After the rain, Mrs. Zhao was sore and soft, and she was lying in Zhao Yungang's arms for a nap. When she heard the scream, she was so scared that she sat up suddenly.

Zhao Yungang also heard it, and immediately sat up and reached out to turn on the light.

Mrs. Zhao suddenly felt a little embarrassed, covered her chest and quickly put on her nightgown, saying, "What's wrong? It seems to be sent from the upstairs."

"It's Xiaochen's voice." As soon as Zhao Yun said, he quickly put on his pants and walked out without even wearing his top. Mrs. Zhao tied her belt and followed her out. After walking for two steps, her legs became soft and her face turned a little red.

It’s all because Zhao Yungang insists on that position, he hates it so much.

However, it was not Zhao Yungang who entered Song Chen and his room first, but Zhao Xinzhi.

No one locked the door of the house. On weekdays, everyone would knock on the door when they entered other people's rooms. This time, Zhao Xinzhi broke in without knocking on the door. He ran to the bedroom door, and finally got a little rational this time, and slapped the door and shouted: "Xiao Chen?"

There was no sound in the bedroom, and he didn't care about anything, so he pushed the door open and went in.

After entering, it was dark inside. He went to turn on the light next to the door. As soon as the light lit up, he saw Song Chen rolling down from the bed.

Zhao Jindong took up the quilt and covered his lower body. His pajamas on his upper body were a little messy, and he looked at him with sharp eyebrows.

Song Chen got up from the ground, his pajamas buttons were all open, and he was open.

...

The reason why Zhao Xinzhi knocked on the door in such a hurry was that he didn't want one percent of the chance to see this situation, which was dazzling and heart-wrenching.

"What's wrong? Did you shout?" he asked Song Chen.

Song Chen took a breath, and before he could speak, Zhao Jindong spoke first: "Is it appropriate for brother to run into our room in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Xinzhi looked at Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong's face was still flushed, with an afterglow of excitement, but his eyes were very violent.

It was the man's dissatisfaction with his desire and his resentment when he fought with Song Chen just now.

Zhao Xinzhi pursed his lips, looked at his neck, and said, "Treat it, your neck is bleeding."

Zhao Jindong touched his neck with a cold face, and a trace of blood was stained with his hands.

There was a sound of running footsteps outside. Zhao Yungang ran up first and asked when he entered the door: "What's wrong?"

He entered the door and saw Zhao Xinzhi standing at the door, Zhao Jindong sitting on the bed, and Song Chen standing beside the bed, with his arms open and his chest exposed.

"Why are you here?" He ran quickly, a little tired, and asked Zhao Xinzhi with breath.

Zhao Xinzhi said: "When I heard the movement, come and see what happened." His room was also on the third floor, so he could hear it more clearly.

Zhao Yungang looked at Zhao Jindong and Song Chen: "Did Xiao Chen call me just now? What happened?"

Mrs. Zhao also came in with her nightgown. When she saw Zhao Xinzhi, her face darkened. Then she walked behind Zhao Yungang and stood up, saying, "Second, why are your neck bleeding?"

Zhao Jindong stretched out his hand and cut it off, but his face was a little red.

Song Chen regretted that he shouted those two sounds.

But he was really a little scared just now. The room was dark and the darkness seemed to be very prone to violence. When he shouted, Zhao Jindong actually covered his mouth directly, hit him violently, and said, "Call it again!"

He was scared to death by the slaughter. He felt that Zhao Jindong didn't seem to be having sex with him, but wanted to kill someone.

He lowered his head and tied his buttons and said, "We're having fun."

The excuse he made casually was just to give each other a step. Obviously, none of the people present believed it. The war in the room was too fierce. The pillow fell to the ground, the quilt was wrinkled, Song Chen was in disheveled, and Zhao Jindong was bleeding from his neck.

"Boss, you go back to your room first." Mrs. Zhao spoke.

Zhao Xinzhi's face looked very ugly. He was silent for a while, then turned around and left.

Mrs. Zhao touched Zhao Yungang's arm, and Zhao Yungang said, "Second, come with me to the study."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow," said Mrs. Zhao. "I'll go get the medicine first, and he has a color hanging on his neck."

Zhao Yungang looked at Song Chen: "Then you come."

Song Chen followed Zhao Yun out as soon as he went out, Mrs. Zhao went downstairs to find a medical bag, and Zhao Jindong was the only one left in the room. Zhao Jindong took a while before lifting the quilt and getting out of bed.

I really drank too much of the tonic soup today. With such a big battle and so many people coming, he even took a long time to soften it.

He put on his clothes, went to the bathroom first, raised his chin and looked at his neck, and there was a very deep tooth mark.

It was bitten by Song Chen.

He turned on the faucet, lifted up the water and wiped the wound. In the mirror, he had messy hair and gloomy eyebrows and eyes. After rinsing the water, only a faint scar was left. However, within a while, the wound turned red again and a little dazzling.

Today's embarrassment is really big.

It's both thrilling and embarrassing.

Song Chen followed Zhao Yun to the study, and Zhao Yun sat on the chair: "Tell me."

What can Song Chen say? Could it be that "your son is suspected to be forced to me, and I resist but have to call for help"?

His face turned slightly red, but his tone was still strong, and he said, "There is nothing to say, there is a fight."

"Why fight?"

“Don’t like each other.”

"..." Zhao Yungang said: "Are you at a loss?"

"..." Song Chen said: "No, I bit his neck and bleed."

"..." Zhao Yungang said: "Why are you not serious and you can even bite and bleeding."

Song Chen lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"I am not allowed to take action in the future. Tell me if I have any grievances." Zhao Yungang said, "I will also talk about him later."

Song Chen still lowered his head and said, "I understand."

Zhao Yungang sighed again.

He came up in a hurry, and didn't even wear his upper clothes. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little lost in his father's dignity, so he stood up and said, "No more like this."

Song Chen said "um" and Zhao Yun asked again when he was about to leave: "How can you beat him?"

After all, Zhao Jindong is so tall and so strong.

Song Chen is thin and has a beautiful face, but he says, "I have been fighting since I was a child and have experience."

Zhao Yungang's lips moved, he wanted to laugh, but he held back: "It's not him who asked you."

Zhao Jindong actually didn't want to do anything about Song Chen. He just wanted to teach Song Chen a lesson and let him know the consequences of seducing him.

But Song Chen's resistance was too intense. He was dry and easily aroused in the darkness and lost control for a moment.
To be continued...