Only Chu Jiangbai, who had just returned from the snowstorm, was feeling chilly.
Chu Mo approached Chu Jiangbai and kissed his cold, snow-stained lips.
"Jiang Bai, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
His kisses were no longer as aggressive and predatory as they were these days, but instead were full of temptation.
This is a sign of weakness on his part.
Chu Jiangbai seemed to be intoxicated in the kiss. He did not push Chu Mo away, but allowed Chu Mo to continue kissing his lips.
More than a minute later, Chu Jiangbai seemed to have just come back to his senses. He pushed Chu Mo away and said with a cold face: "Chu Mo, go back to your home."
"I don't." Chu Mo was stubborn.
He was half a head taller than Chu Jiangbai, but he was leaning against him at this moment, putting his ear against Chu Jiangbai's chest and listening to his heartbeat.
His heartbeat was obviously very fast, and he was clearly distracted, but he pretended not to care.
"Chu Mo, let go." Chu Jiangbai suppressed his voice and spoke coldly.
Chu Mo ignored him and untied his clothes.
His hot breath sprayed on his body, and he whispered: "Chu Jiangbai, if you want to be on top, I can do that too..."
Just don't let me go.
Listening to Chu Mo's words, Chu Jiangbai's blood surged all over his body.
He never thought that Chu Mo would say such things to him.
He had always known that Chu Mo was very proud in his heart, so in this relationship, he acquiesced that he was the one below.
But at this moment, Chu Mo actually told him that he was willing to be down there.
He loved him so much that he was willing to let go of his pride.
He loves him so much that he no longer holds his identity as a young master, he loves him equally as a person and is willing to sacrifice for him.
If you can't say it, it must be fake.
But he can't.
It's not that I can't be moved, it's not that I don't dare to be moved, it's that I can't be moved.
The relationship between their master and servant is destined to be unacceptable to the world.
It is destined to be destroyed.
It would be best for everyone if they were separated now.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
Now that they are separated, the Chu family is still the Chu family of the past, and Chu Jiangbai is still the Chu Jiangbai of the past. No one will face any rumors.
Chu Mo is still the Chu Mo of the Chu family, the aloof Chu Mo.
No one will be harmed.
He clenched his fists and forced his beating heart to calm down.
He should remain rational and make the most correct choice.
He pulled away Chu Mo who kept kissing him, and said expressionlessly: "Chu Mo, are you cheap? Remember, you are the young master of the Chu family, and you don't need to do this for a servant of mine. .”
Hearing this, Chu Mo was about to take further action when he paused.
He stood up, his face already livid.
Chu Mo is a proud man, always has been.
He expressed his willingness to lie under Chu Jiangbai's body, and he had already mustered up the courage to let go of his pride. He did not expect that when he stepped his pride into the quagmire, what he got was a sentence of "not being cheap" from him.
He was also angry. He approached Chu Jiangbai again, looked at him condescendingly, pinched Chu Jiangbai's chin with his big palm, and forced Chu Jiangbai to raise his head to look at him.
He moved his thin lips and said sarcastically: "Then Chu Jiangbai, what you did for me is more disgusting. You and I are the same, just like a pair, huh."
After saying that, Chu Mo sneered and licked Chu Jiangbai's lips.
Chu Jiangbai's face turned green and red from time to time.
Even if he was humiliated, it could not change his determination to make a clean break with Chu Jiang today.
"Chu Mo, stop being disgusting. If it weren't for what you did, I would be disgusted even if I touched you." Chu Jiangbai took advantage of Chu Mo's daze to break free from his clamped jaw and continued to talk coldly. He sarcastically said: "It's nice for everyone to get together and part ways."
Chu Mo seemed to have been hit hard. There was only one voice in his mind, and that was Chu Jiangbai saying that he was disgusting.
Chu Jiangbai, do you really not like him...
However, he likes Chu Jiangbai so much. He has liked Chu Jiangbai since he was a child. He has liked Chu Jiangbai for more than 20 years.
But Chu Jiangbai said he was disgusting, disgusting...
He didn't know how he left Chu Jiangbai's house, or how he got to the bar.
He sat at the bar, ordered glass after glass of wine, and poured the cold wine into his stomach one mouthful after another.
But it seems that no matter how much he drinks, he is always sober.
Why does his heart hurt so much?
This pain is like cutting my heart open with a knife over and over again.
again and again.
He reflected on what he didn't do well and why, why his brother didn't like him.
Why, he is always lonely.
What he couldn't see was that wisps of black mist were already coming out of his body.
Anyone who lives in a strange world knows what these black mist represent.
The only two people left in the bar staggered out of the bar and disappeared into the wind and snow.
The waiter at the bar didn't dare to step forward. The bartender was too frightened to linger at the bar anymore. He directly pushed all the drinks in front of Chu Mo with great care.
In this strange world, human life is like a piece of grass.
People will die when they die, and no one will seek justice for them.
People acquiesce that there is no justice in this world, and everyone can die at any time.
No need for any reason.
The weak will die.
The strong will also die at the hands of the stronger.
But Chu Mo didn't kill anyone. He didn't seem to have any intention of killing anyone.
He just took out his cell phone, made a call, and then disappeared into the snow.
At the bar, the bartenders and waiters all wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Now that there were no more customers at the few tables they had left, they packed up and prepared to close at 0 o'clock.
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Chu Jiangbai was also drinking at home.
He said that to Chu Mo, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed.
But he had to say it.
"Xiao Mo..."
The heating in the room had been turned off long ago. He thought of Xiao Mo freezing in the snow and wind outside, so he didn't want to turn on the heating.
He turned off the heat and punished himself with the same coldness.
He took a sip of wine. He was already drunk. The scarlet wine flowed from the corner of his mouth before he could swallow it, and slid down his beautiful neck and into his chest.
The coldness of the wine made his body shiver. He put down the glass and lay curled up on the sofa.
Tears flowed down one after another, from the corner of one eye across the bridge of the nose, and across the eyelashes on the other side, followed by more tears dripping into the hair.
He was in pain as if he was possessed. Every part of his body ached, and there was no place that was not in pain.
The pain was worse than life, and it was so painful that he wished he could die immediately.
Why does it hurt like this?
This kind of pain was not pleasant at all, and he wished he could die immediately.
Every inch of his body was screaming, crying, shouting, it hurt!
"Didi!"
The code-locked door was opened. He thought it was Xiao Mo who was back, so he didn't turn around and pretended to be asleep.
But then he immediately realized something was wrong. These were not Xiao Mo's footsteps.
Moreover, there is more than one person at all!
