Perhaps because he became more courageous after drinking, Zhou Xiang choked him every word, making Yan Mingxiu furious. He always hated people who were drunk, both mentally retarded and smelly, and even rude.

He grabbed the shower head, unscrewed the water and poured it on Zhou Xiang's head.

As a result, he forgot that the hot water didn't come up so quickly. The cold water first sprayed out of the showerhead, which made Zhou Xiang scream so much that he screamed, and subconsciously used his arms to block it.

In this block, the shower head hit the ground with a slam, and the water flew away, watering both of them.

Yan Mingxiu endured it and didn't scream, but the feeling of water gradually on his skin was really bad.

Zhou Xiang subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but Yan Mingxiu was sober that he wanted to turn off the faucet. The two of them collided with each other, and with a loud thud, they both fell to the ground.

Zhou Xiang was so drunk that he couldn't stand steadily. Now he lay on Yan Mingxiu. He worked hard several times but couldn't get up.

Yan Mingxiu's heart jumped wildly again, and his whole heart was calling a person's name. When he held the person in his arms, the familiar weight, familiar smell, and even the familiar touch of his hair made him feel as if he had returned to the crazy past three years ago, and Zhou Xiang was vivid in his mind.

The shower head had already sprayed hot water, wet both of them. Zhou Xiang tried hard to hold up and looked at Yan Mingxiu's deep and dark eyes.

Yan Mingxiu was also looking at him, no, the somewhat fanatical look was definitely not looking at him, but looking at someone through him. He drank too much, but he was more sensitive than ever.

Zhou Xiang moved a little, and he felt that he was hard.

It has been more than half a year since he was reborn and he has not had any sexual behavior. It can be said that since he had sexual experience in his teens, he has never been without sex for more than half a year.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but he doesn’t have that energy and time. When a person is tired of financial pressure and his mind is full of money, he doesn’t have much time to think about sex.

So when he was sticking to Yan Mingxiu's lower body and reacting, he didn't find it strange.

He was originally very fascinated by Yan Mingxiu, not to mention that he was still a normal man. He longed for his refreshing sex and was very eager.

Yan Mingxiu also felt that Zhou Xiang was holding his things, very hot and hard. Yan Mingxiu was a little annoyed. Zhou Xiang's reaction was faster than him. Who raised whom.

Zhou Xiang smiled lightly, "Mr. Yan, don't you just consume?"

Yan Mingxiu said in a hoarse voice: "You are quite skilled, you have followed a few of them before."

"I can't remember it, my head hits, I can't remember anything in the past." Although this was half true, Zhou Xiang sincerely hoped that it was true. Sometimes, forgetting is the happiest ability.

Yan Mingxiu looked at him for a few seconds, then grabbed the shower head and rushed towards him.

Zhou Xiang closed his eyes and did not flash, he was too lazy to move.

After a while, he felt the hot water disappear, and he was dragged up by Yan Mingxiu and threw it on the bed.

When Yan Mingxiu grabbed his shoulder and wanted to turn him over, he cooperated very well and carried it over. He didn't need Yan Mingxiu's reminder, he knew what he was.

Yan Mingxiu took off his wet clothes, the room was full of heating, and neither of them felt cold, but none of them felt hot.

Yan Mingxiu pressed his head and forced him to lift his butt.

Zhou Xiang heard Yan Mingxiu say clearly, "Don't turn your head or speak."

Zhou Xiang didn't even snort. In fact, compared to his previous deception, he felt much more enjoyable when he said this clearly. Just a friend, it was nonsense to pretend to have feelings.

Yan Mingxiu expanded for a while and then squeezed in roughly.

Zhou Xiang felt it hurt, but he didn't say anything. If the relationship between him and Yan Mingxiu was regarded as a transaction, then meeting the customer's requirements was the basic principle.

He was familiar with the frequency of Yan Mingxiu's impact, the power and taste of Yan Mingxiu, and the little things about this person in bed and in life, so he tried to find pleasure in this unilateral sexual matter, and he really didn't need to make things difficult for him.

Yan Mingxiu's movements became increasingly big. Zhou Xiang felt dizzy in front of him, and he was still drunk. He was on the verge of collapse and coma. Everything in front of him was no longer clear. What he heard in his ears must have been hallucinations, because Yan Mingxiu would never call the name "Zhou Xiang" when having sex. It seemed that there wasn't before, so how could it be now?

He must have fainted a long time ago, otherwise he would not have had such a strong hallucination.

The sexual stimulation and alcoholic stimulation brought him to the peak of his demise. He was as if he was floating in soft silk, and he was struggling in the hot river. All sensory stimulations were far and near, sometimes weak and sometimes solid, and he almost forgot who he was.

"Zhou Xiang...Zhou Xiang..."

Did anyone call him? The voice seemed to be crying.

Is it because he died and crying? How embarrassed is that, he will make others sad even if he dies.

My body was numb and itchy. It was like I was in heaven the previous second, and then fell to hell the next second. How long will this torture of desire last?

Zhou Xiang? He is not Zhou Xiang. No, he is Zhou Xiang.

Who is Zhou Xiang? Is he Zhou Xiang? Which Zhou Xiang is he?

The eyes gradually became dark.

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Zhou Xiang slept for more than ten hours, and when he woke up, he saw that the sun was about to set.

It wasn't that he had enough sleep, but was awakened by the urination. He shook his heavy and painful head and climbed off the bed. His legs became weak as soon as his feet touched the ground. If he hadn't been holding the bed, he would have kneeled on the ground.

The embarrassing pain caused by a difficult place in his lower body reminded him what happened last night.

Zhou Xiang barely supported himself, went to the bathroom staggeringly, and cleaned himself inside and out.

The room was very quiet. Yan Mingxiu had left at some point. When Zhou Xiang put on his clothes and came out with his waist, the clock on the wall showed that it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

He suddenly remembered that he should call Chen Ying.

He called, Chen Ying was doing dialysis in the hospital at this time, and when he received the call, he complained to him, "Why are you just replying now? I have called several in the morning. I know you are busy with work, but I also take the time to answer the call, and my mother will be worried."

Zhou Xiang said apologetically, "I will definitely call in advance if I don't go back in the future."

"Then are you back today?"

"Today..." Zhou Xiang was stunned for a moment. Should he ask Yan Mingxiu first? The big boss obviously needed him to come as soon as possible. He thought for a while, "If there is nothing to do at night, I will definitely go back."

That said means not saying anything, and Chen Ying hung up the phone in disappointment.

After Zhou Xiang hung up the phone, he felt that his stomach was so empty, so he made a bowl of noodles for himself and ate it silently towards the empty room.

Although he was drunk last night, he still remembered many details. However, Yan Mingxiu's rough movements made him feel very strange. He seemed to be able to feel the desperate emotions vented from Yan Mingxiu's body. That emotion inch-inch infected him and made him fall into an inexplicable madness.

Yan Mingxiu has indeed changed a lot, but he is not the same. Time can completely change a person.

Until he finished his meal, Yan Mingxiu didn't call him. Zhou Xiang felt that he should be fine today, so he put on his clothes and went home.

After returning home, he talked with Chen Ying for a while, so he went into the house to rest. His hangover had not recovered, his headache and dizziness, and he had to go to make a movie without him. He had to rest well today.

Not long after he lay down, his cell phone rang. When he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, he hesitated for a moment and connected.

A somewhat unfamiliar voice came from over there, "Hey, Zhou Xiang?"

Zhou Xiang thought about it and it seemed that it was Tan Yin, but he pretended not to hear it because he really didn't want to have too much connection with this boy. "It's me, who do you?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone and a dissatisfied "So you really can't hear it? You did it on purpose."

Zhou Xiang didn't say anything, a little impatient.

Tan Yin also felt bored and said helplessly: "I am Tan Yin."
Chapter completed!