On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Chapter 90

The Shen family is a celebrity in the circle, and occasionally holds a few banquets in the villa manor. All the cars parked outside are all starting from a million dollars.

Although Shen Run is the eldest son of the Shen family, when the old man was in power, he still couldn't make any troubles. Most of the time, everyone was just polite to him, and looked away after a while.

There are long dining tables in the garden outside, and the sound of the European-style water fountain perfectly blends with the dance music coming from inside. Guests in twos and threes are dancing on the lawn, drinking and drinking.

Under the cover of the moonlight, a man leaned against the wall of the outer room without moving. He was wearing a well-tailored light-colored suit, elegant and dignified, holding a glass of champagne in his right hand. His side face was well-defined, and he looked a little cold in the dark night. When he raised his eyes, the brown pupils were as warm and moist as jade, which well concealed the coldness.

Shen Run searched for a while before seeing him. Avoiding the eyes and ears of others, he frowned calmly and said, What are you doing standing here?

As he spoke, he lifted his chin slightly, gestured towards the inside of the banquet hall, and said coldly: Sinking is inside, you can't hook him standing here.

Sheng Chuan shook the wine glass, the light-colored liquid appeared magnificent in the glass wall: You should find a woman for this kind of thing.

It can be heard that he has some objections to seducing Shen Yu.

When Shen Run heard the words, his honest and honest facial features showed an extremely abrupt irony and disdain: If only he really liked women, I still need to find you? Don't waste your time here, either go and get her, or go back The factory continues to take your odd jobs.

Shen Run was always vigilant. After speaking, he looked around and saw that no one noticed this place. He straightened his tie, took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray, and then returned to the social circle.

Sheng Chuan heard the words through the glass window and looked at the young man in the middle of the banquet hall who was surrounded by stars and the moon. Just looking at his face, he felt that the other party was extremely flamboyant, dazzling like the sun, and ran counter to Sheng Chuan's cautiousness.

Is this rich young master easy to hook up with?

Sheng Chuan didn't know that this was the first time he did this kind of thing, under his calm and steady appearance, there was actually a hesitant heart hidden.

In this banquet hall, apart from celebrities from the business world and wealthy families, if you look carefully, you can vaguely find a few familiar faces that often appear in the media, most of them are graceful women.

Zhou Zhenjia sat on the armrest of the sofa carelessly, and found something was wrong at a glance. He is the one with the most gossip among the group of boys and brothers, and he is also the most familiar with those little stars and internet celebrities. : Hey, isn't that the popular anchor Fan Yun of ST, how did she get in here?

The term internet celebrity can be praised or criticized, but it is always easy to be looked down upon. They are actually not qualified to squeeze in this kind of banquet, except for the big names.

Shen Yu heard the words and followed his line of sight, but raised his eyebrows and looked away in a second, his eyes were spotless, and he lacked interest: I don't know.

Someone next to him laughed and said, You don't know that, now there are so many small Internet celebrities who specially package themselves as Bai Fumei, and then find channels to sneak into high-class banquets to hang out for their sons-in-law.

Shen Yu snorted, feeling bored, pointed at them, and said with a half-smile: Anyone of you who gets hanged is an idiot.

Zhou Zhenjia pushed him: Nonsense, if you're not interested in women, of course you won't be hung up by them.

Shen Yu frowned: Fuck you!

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the elders and saw that they didn't hear Zhou Zhenjia's words, so he was relieved. Mr. Shen is old and conservative in thinking. If he knows that Shen Yu likes men, he must have his legs broken.

This kind of banquet is nothing more than to expand people's network, it's nothing fun. After sitting in depression for a while, I got tired of staying, and slipped out directly when Mr. Shen was not paying attention, but he walked too fast. He bumped into someone else everywhere.

Shen Yu has a reckless personality, and he can't even say that he is walking smoothly. At that moment, he just felt that he had bumped into a tall and strong man, and his eyes were filled with pain. He staggered back a few steps due to the force, but someone grabbed his elbow, and immediately heard A low male voice sounded beside him.

Daredevil.

Sheng Chuan finally made up his mind and walked into the banquet hall. Who would have thought that someone would plunge into his arms with such ferocious force that his jaw hurt, and he remembered this word inexplicably.

If you are in a hurry and rash, isn't that just a daredevil?

Sullen is used to being pampered, no matter whether he bumps into someone or someone bumps into him, he is the only one who scolds others, no one scolds him, he narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and was about to see who dared to do this Said, this look, but stunned.

The other party is a new face, at least Shen Yu has never seen him before in the circle, the man is tall and tall, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, he looks clean, clear and cold under the night, but there is a trace of indistinct eyes in his eyes With a smile, the shirt was meticulously buttoned to the Adam's apple, which felt a bit ascetic.

But in Shen Yu's memory, abstinent people are all cold, unlike Sheng Chuan who loves to laugh, he glanced at the other party's hand holding him, and felt a little uncomfortable for the first time in his life, and his fierce tone became a little weaker Divide the momentum: Hey, who do you say is a daredevil?

Only then did Sheng Chuan see his appearance clearly, thinking that he was the second young master of the Shen family, he let go of his hand slowly, and after a while, he smiled: I'm talking about whoever bumps into him.

As he spoke, he unconsciously touched his red chin, still feeling a bit dull.

Shen Yu naturally also noticed

His actions, at the moment, couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or embarrassment. He bypassed him and walked straight out. In the end, he didn't know if he was knocked out and he hadn't recovered, and he was caught off guard and tripped over the threshold.

Sheng Chuan supported him with his backhand without looking back, as if he had eyes behind his back, thinking how the second young master of the Shen family looked so stupid, he reminded him pointedly: Walk carefully.

Shen Yu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground, he threw away Sheng Chuan's hand as if he was furious, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhou Zhenjia and the others looking at this side, laughing into a ball while holding their stomachs.

Zhou Zhenjia was out of breath with a smile, tears were about to come out: It's over, it's over, Second Young Master Shen has been hanged.

It was as if his mouth had been opened, and a gloomy way out had been decided in the dark.

Shen Yu didn't hear it, he only knew they were laughing, but he didn't know what they were laughing at, but he didn't even think about arguing with Sheng Chuan, and left the banquet hall alone.

Shen Yu didn't leave, he found a seat outside the round table on the lawn and sat down, exuding an aura of keeping strangers away from him. Sheng Chuan remembered what Shen Run said, looked aside for a while, then walked over and pulled out a chair opposite him to sit down.

Shen Yu raised his eyes, seeing that it was Sheng Chuan, he was obviously taken aback, and said in a bad tone, Who are you?

Sheng Chuan quietly looked at the young master, and the moonlight cast a bright light behind him, looking very interested: The person who was hit by you.

Shen Yu just didn't want to admit that he bumped into him, so he crossed his legs and looked spoiled: So what if I hit him?

Want to fight? He is not afraid of fighting.

Sheng Chuan smiled: Okay, let's forget it was you.

Shen Yu heard the words and looked at him, inexplicably felt that there was some deep meaning behind these words, how could he feel uncomfortable sitting, let it be that he bumped into it? What if it was hit by someone else?

His thoughts are too simple, and he has never experienced anything before. Everything in his heart is expressed on his face. Sheng Chuan can see through it at a glance. He tapped the edge of the table with his fingertips, called the waiter to serve two glasses of wine, and took one of them. He smiled and gestured to Shen Yu: It's an apology.

Shen Yu wondered why this person was always smiling, he ignored the thin red on the tips of his ears, he just felt that Sheng Chuan's smile was disgusting: Didn't you just say that I hit you, and why are you paying me?

Sheng Chuan tilted his head slightly, with a smile on his face, and asked him suspiciously: Is the effect of hearing ability mutual?

Shen Yu didn't speak, the tips of his ears were already red when he didn't notice it, and he muttered something to himself, but he couldn't hear it clearly, Sheng Chuan only felt that he was like a clean white paper, not deeply involved in the world, not yet infected by this society Dirty color.

Suddenly, I felt a pity in my heart, and I couldn't explain why.

Sheng Chuan pretended not to know him: What's your name?

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: You don't know me?

With that tone, it was like he was some kind of big star, and it would be a heinous crime not to know him.

Sheng Chuan suppressed a smile, nodded and said, Well, I've been abroad before, and I just came back not long ago.

This is the identity Shen Run arranged for him.

Shen Yu wondered why Sheng Chuan looked so awkward, he took a sip of his wine, stared at the other party, seemingly casually, but said clearly: Shen Yu.

He said, My name is Shen Yu.

Sheng Chuan always felt that his tone omitted a series of words that you must remember, and I will kill you if you dare to forget, so he nodded: Sheng Chuan.

His brown eyes always seemed to be spoiled with an illusion, they were as clean as the breeze and the moon.

Teenagers are the most easily moved. Their acquaintance started tonight, and in the end everything went smoothly. Just like what Zhou Zhenjia said, Second Young Master Shen was hanged. Not only was he hanged, but he was also eaten to death.

Mrs. Shen passed away early. Although Mr. Shen doted on melancholy, he didn't put it on the bright side. He would always reprimand him from time to time. Over time, he developed a rebellious and perverted character, which few people could bear. But Sheng Chuan just insisted on it.

After getting along for a long time, I always have to break through the last step. I was depressed and afraid of pain, so I didn't mention it. Sheng Chuan was patient enough. Only the most patient hunter can catch the biggest prey, so he persuaded and coaxed without any trace, and finally became depressed. Finally nodded.

In the viewing suite on the top floor of the five-star hotel, one is jerky and ignorant, the other is mature, and stumbled into success.

Shen Yu, a pampered young master, couldn't stand the slightest bit of pain. He didn't know if it was real pain or fake pain. Anyway, Sheng Chuan hadn't done anything yet, so he lost his temper and refused to say anything.

The arrow was on the string, and he withdrew suddenly, even Sheng Chuan was a little bit angry, he pulled Shen Yu out of the quilt, his voice was low and hoarse, with a little forbearance, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: Good boy, it doesn't hurt.

Sullenly pursing his lips, he snorted, wrapped his undressed body with a quilt, only his head was exposed, a pair of black eyes were clean and clear, and he was full of reasoning: It's not you below, of course you don't hurt anymore.

Sheng Chuan imprisoned him in his arms through the quilt, and directly kissed his lips with ferocious force, he dodged gloomily for two times without evading, and finally became dizzy from being kissed, and his confusion came naturally.

Staring at the crystal chandelier above his head for a long time made him dizzy.

Shen Yu was still in pain, his face turned pale, and he couldn't push Sheng Chuan away. He really felt like he couldn't live or die, so he kept gasping: It hurts...

Sheng Chuan said: It will hurt the first time.

He was probably a little annoyed and depressed. He lost his temper just now, and his voice sounded a little faint.

Shen Yu was inexplicably aggrieved when he heard the words, but he didn't say anything, and endured it by himself.

Sheng Chuan thought to himself why depression is so good

Lie, it hurts the first time, but it won't last long after it hurts again, he did it on purpose. Even if he is a muddleheaded person, if he endures the gloomy young master's temper every day, he will get a little angry, and he can only get revenge on this kind of thing.

But seeing the other party pitifully enduring the pain, he paused again.

Sheng Chuan belatedly realized that Shen Yu was different from a poor boy in the mountains like him. He might have never hurt his fingers since he was a child, so he should be afraid of pain.

Sheng Chuan kissed Shen Yu again, and slowly comforted his back. The warm kiss gradually moved to his earlobe, and then nibbled lightly. This is Shen Yu's sensitive point. His body trembled, and the end of his eyes quickly famous.

Sheng Chuan coaxed him: Look, I just said it doesn't hurt.

Shen Yu hugged his neck and said in a muffled voice, It just hurts.

For the first time in Sheng Chuan's life, he didn't know what to do with a person, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't scold him, this was not the young master, but his ancestor, he kissed him on the face: Kiss if it hurts.

Shen Yu blinked: ...It still hurts.

Sheng Chuan kissed him on the lips: Then kiss again.

He embraced everything without a bottom line, addictive like a poppy, Shen Yu lowered his head and rubbed his neck, as if he was finally satisfied, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, like a well-behaved milk Cat.

Shen Yu suddenly asked: Sheng Chuan, do you like me?

He was not nervous at all when he asked, as if he was sure that the other party would give the answer he wanted.

Sheng Chuan hummed: I like it.

Shen Yu was happy: I like you too.

The liking he said was true liking, very sincere and very sincere, and he couldn't fake it at all, so he dropped his hand heavily.

Shen Yu didn't dare to let the old man know that he liked men before, fearing that his legs would be broken, but later he brought Sheng Chuan upright in front of others, and he didn't say anything even after being beaten many times.

He likes Sheng Chuan, he doesn't take him as a toy, the young master's aloof gaze will only remain on the same level when he sees him, and finally, a little bit, it will be lowered into the dust.

Sheng Chuan hugged depression quietly, even through a layer of skin and bones, he could clearly feel the other party's fiery joy. For a few seconds, a short thought came to his mind.

if……

It would be great if his identity is real...

Too bad it's all fake...

Sheng Chuan lowered his eyes and rubbed his gloomy head: It won't hurt next time.

Shen Yu huddled in his arms: It doesn't matter if you say it, but it doesn't matter if I say it.

Sheng Chuan said with a good temper: Well, you have the final say.

Gloomy: Really?

Sheng Chuan: Really.

I really like it.