False success

Chapter 1

Cheng Qing was the only one in military uniform among the young masters and princesses.

Today, Xiao Qu, the owner of Huashi Club, is entertaining friends in his own place. The manager is sensible, and he has prepared ten beauties early, and he is waiting outside the box at this time.

Standing in the first place is Chengqing.

The outside of the box was full of brilliance, he was wearing a straight military uniform, his narrow waist was tightly bound by an armed belt, his long and straight legs were wrapped in tailor-made military trousers, and below that was a pair of imaginative knee-high cowhide boots.

None of the young masters behind him was taller than him, but all of them were dressed more coquettishly and purely than him, and some even had seductive lower eyeliner on them.

He stood by the door expressionlessly, the cold-toned light shone on his face, making the corners of his eyes and brows even darker.

This is his first day back in Huashi.

Three months ago, he had a fight with a guest in the bedroom. He broke four ribs and one was inserted into his lung. He suffered a severe concussion. He was stabbed in the lower abdomen and lost a lot of blood. Can do my best.He lay in the intensive care unit for three days and three nights, and his weak body and bones managed to survive.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he went back to the clubhouse a few times. People who met him, from the manager to the bartender, all discussed in private, saying that he had just walked through the gate of hell, and then suddenly changed his way of dealing with people.

He smiled quietly.

The door of the box opened, and the scent of perfume and alcohol rushed in. The sommelier bowed at 90 degrees. The manager pushed it for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Go in, and serve Mr. Xiao well."

He stepped in and saw the man lazily leaning on the sofa at a glance.

The man is 30 years old this year, half of his face is hidden in the shadows. When he was young, his clear eyebrows have become deep, and the once incomparable arrogance has been restrained to the bone.

Cheng Qing looked at him, at that moment, the turbulent heart surge was like overwhelming sea waves, covering the twinkling stars and the dazzling sun, the sun and the moon were dark, and only the black shadow of the man remained in the sky and the earth.

Xiao Qu!

The box was a bit noisy, and there were five or six men in their 30s sitting on the sofa and the bar.The young masters and princesses filed in and crowded around the men obediently.Cheng Qing, however, stood there as if he had been frozen, looking at Xiao Qu motionlessly.

Xiao Qu glanced sideways, his eyes froze slightly as they swept past him, but his expression didn't change at all.

He knew that what Xiao Qu was looking at was the military uniform on his body, not him.

Taking a deep breath quietly, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, revealing a soft smile that reached directly to his eyes, full of charm.

Xiao Qu closed his eyes slightly, his lips were as thin as a knife, indescribably cold.

Cheng Qing walked towards him, knelt on one knee, raised his slender neck, his skin was like suet jade under the cold light.

He stared into Xiao Qu's eyes and said with a low smile, "Mr. Xiao, I'm Cheng Qing."

Xiao Qu leaned forward, but indifferently but with a little searching gaze fell on his eyebrows, then down, and stopped on the collar of his military uniform.

Xiao Qu twirled the collar and caressed it gently with his thumbs, neither for a while nor for him to get up and sit down.

Cheng Qing knelt down steadily, no longer speaking, just looked at Xiao Qu almost fascinated.

The private room was full of feasting and feasting lights, and the lights were all elsewhere. Xiao Qu twisted his collar and seemed to see the gods, and he didn't know how long before he said, "Where did you get this dress?"

The voice was deep and sexy, like a cup of warm wine, silently soaking into tens of limbs and bones.

Cheng Qing's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice trembled imperceptibly, "I know you will come back to sit sometimes. I asked the manager to find someone to customize it a while ago."

"Army supplies can also be customized? Are you not afraid of being punished?"

Cheng Qing replied with a smile: "If I can ask you to take another look, it's nothing to be punished."

Xiao Qu's eyes were gloomy, and there was a slight scorn in his eyes, and he asked again: "You are not very old, are you? You are quite tall."

"22 years old." Cheng Qing put one hand on Xiao Qu's knee, "I only came here three months ago. I fell ill a while ago and have been recuperating. You haven't seen me."

"Sickness? What kind of sickness?" Xiao Qu narrowed his eyes into a straight line, and looked at Chengqing meaningfully.

Huashi is the top clubhouse in Xicheng. The young masters and princesses are all carefully selected beauties, and the ones sent to Xiao Qu are even clean and healthy children. The manager will not send it to him.

"I was injured in a fight with a customer." Cheng Qing stared at Xiao Qu without avoiding it, holding a smile that came from his heart, "But it's healed now."

That smile fell into the bottom of Xiao Qu's eyes, stirring up a few wisps of dusty nostalgia.He rubbed the center of his brows, leaned back, raised his legs and closed his eyes to rest his mind, and ignored the young master who was kneeling at his feet.

Cheng Qing looked at the slightly wrinkled vertical lines between his brows, and his fingertips trembled suddenly.

The private room is full of Xiao Qu's friends, who have neglected to communicate with each other over the years, and it's rare to get together once, without wine and beauties.

Luo Xu came over with the wine, originally wanted to flirt with Xiao Qu, but when he saw a beautiful young master kneeling beside Xiao Qu, he was overjoyed, kicked Xiao Qu's calf and said, "Why don't you know how to cherish fragrance and pity jade?"

After finishing speaking, he burst into a smile, "Mr. Xiao punished you to kneel? How long have you been kneeling? Is your leg numb? Get up quickly and pour wine for Mr. Xiao."

Cheng Qing looked at Luo Xu indifferently, and when he turned to Xiao Qu, his gaze suddenly became hot again.

Xiao Qu has been busy recently, and only attended the ribbon-cutting of a hotel under Xiao's name in the afternoon, his body was a little tired, and there was undisguised weariness in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes, took another look at Cheng Qing, and said slowly, "Get up."

Cheng Qing propped himself up on the edge of the sofa, knelt for too long, his calves and knees felt a little numb.He frowned faintly, bit his lips and held back, stood beside the crystal table and put ice cubes into Xiao Qu's glass, pouring the wine neatly and deftly.

Xiao Qu patted the seat beside him, and said casually, "Sit."

The protagonist of this gathering is not Xiao Qu, but Major Qin Liqin who rarely takes a vacation.Xiao Qu, as Qin Li's most steadfast brother, could not help but be bullied by his brothers together.

When Qin Li was in his early 20s, he could hold a lot of alcohol, and after ten years in the army, he could not pour down a thousand cups.

But Xiao Qu failed, he got drunk when he was a teenager. Although he had a lot of entertainment in the mall these years, no one dared to feed him, the only child of the Xiao family, and only Fa Xiao, who was fighting and friendly with each other, dared to pour his chin.

After midnight, Qin Li was not drunk, but he was already so drunk that he passed out.

Cheng Qing also blocked the wine while accompanying him. After drinking more than a dozen glasses, his eyes were clouded with water and glowed brightly.

The manager arranged bedrooms for everyone, and Xiao Qu's was on the top floor.

Cheng Qing had been serving Xiao Qu all night, and at this time he got the manager's permission and half-backed and half-supported him into the room.

Xiao Qu is tall and has been exercising all the year round. His waist, upper abdomen are full of solid muscles.Cheng Qing looked outstanding among a group of young masters, but compared with him in height, he was still at a disadvantage. In addition, he was thin and weak after drinking, so it took a lot of effort to help him to bed.

Xiao Qu was lying on the bed, the neckline of his shirt was open, and one corner of the shirt was turned up, exposing the skin around his waist.

Alcohol dyed his face a seductive red, tossing and twisting, red to the bottom of Cheng Qing's eyes.

Xiao Qu seemed to be fast asleep, breathing evenly, but the vertical lines between his brows were still faintly visible.

Cheng Qing stood by the bed for a long time, bent down, his soft lips fell on his eyebrows and eyes like feathers.

Xiao Qu opened his eyes suddenly.

Cheng Qing was startled, his heart was beating like thunder, he stepped back, his feet went limp, and he fell on the carpet.

Xiao Qu propped himself up, feeling slightly displeased, and looked down at Cheng Qing from a height.

"Mr. Xiao, I..." Cheng Qing sat up on his knees, took a few steps on his knees, and leaned against the bed, "The manager asked me to stay with you tonight."

Xiao Qu was noncommittal, looked away, stared blankly for a few seconds, and turned sideways as if about to get out of bed.

Cheng Qing hurriedly found slippers, but Xiao Qu waved his hand, left him aside, and walked into the bathroom alone.

Soon, there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Cheng Qing looked down at the slippers in his hand, heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked at himself in the river of light in the city.

The facial features are impeccable, no longer the dull skin of the past.Narrow waist, long legs, can support this military uniform, but the shoulders and back are thinner, and there are no abdominal muscles worth seeing inside.

But enough is enough.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Cheng Qing's heartbeat accelerated again. Turning his head, he saw Xiao Qu walking out of the bathroom.

The man took off his shirt and trousers, his upper body was thin and naked, water droplets trickled down the lines of his muscles, and merged into the towel around his waist.

Cheng Qing's Adam's apple rolled, and the desire that had been suppressed for a long time burned a sea of ​​flames in his lower abdomen.

Xiao Qu glanced at him, twisted the towel to dry his hair with one hand, went to the sofa and sat down, with his neck resting on the pillow.

"Come here." Xiao Qu said.

Cheng Qing's hands and feet were numb, he walked over mechanically, and slowly knelt between Xiao Qu's legs.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of heartbeat and breathing remained, but there was a gust of wind in Chengqing's ears.

Xiao Qu picked up a towel and wiped his hair, and his drunkenness subsided. Looking at the well-behaved young man in front of him, he felt restless.

Cheng Qing took two steps on his knees, leaned closer, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Qu said "Yes", which was his agreement.

Cheng Qing lowered his head, untied the bath towel around Xiao Qu's waist and hips, closed his eyes, and put it on cautiously and eagerly.

There was no extra fabric under the bath towel, and Cheng Qing buried his head on the half-awake and half-sleeping giant, serving attentively with his soft lips and nimble tongue, and made a series of kissing sounds between deep breaths.

Xiao Qu lowered his eyes, without a smile on his face, he stared at him for a while, and then made eye contact with him.

Xiao Qu frowned.

Cheng Qing didn't look back, sucked the tip patiently into his mouth, and penetrated inch by inch, straight into his throat.

He just looked at Xiao Qu from below.

Xiao Qu is naked, and his clothes are neat, but at first glance, he looks more like the one burning with lust.

It was wrapped in tightness and moistness, and the effect of alcohol was still there, Xiao Qu instantly felt the rush of pleasure.

He pressed Chengqing's head, moved his waist, and pushed it in lightly.

Cheng Qing almost accepted his reaction by sucking, and then moved his head obediently, allowing the genitals to simulate the action of copulation in his mouth.

Xiao Qu felt inexplicably an eyesore, picked up the wet towel and threw it down, and it landed on Cheng Qing's head.

"Don't move." After Xiao Qu finished speaking, he held Cheng Qing's head through the towel, stood up, exerted force on his waist and hips, and vented wantonly in his sharp mouth.

Cheng Qing touched Xiao Qu's ankle with both hands, bearing the impact one after another.His face was buried between Xiao Qu's crotch, and his breath was full of Xiao Qu's smell.

He tried his best to cooperate with Xiao Qu's movements, trying to swallow deeper.

He wanted to see the man fucking himself, but the heavy towel blocked his view.

Fortunately, he could still hear the low growl from Xiao Qu's throat.

When he was almost out of breath, Xiao Qu released it in his mouth.

The turbid liquid brought a fishy smell and dispelled the little air left.

He swallowed it all, put his hands on the ground, and gasped heavily.

Perhaps the alcohol was still at work, Xiao Qu sat back on the sofa and stared at the hair on the top of Cheng Qing's head.

After a while, Cheng Qing raised his head blushing, moved to Xiao Qu's crotch again, and kissed Xiao Qu's groin.

"You..." Xiao Qu grabbed the back of his neck and forced him to raise his head.

"Mr. Xiao." His eyes flickered: "Do you want to use me?"