I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

Chapter 40

The moonlight wanted to pour into every corner of the city, and the continuous lights blocked it. Zong Yuan walked on the marble floor, his leather shoes made a bewitching sound when he stepped on it, and the bright light above his head seemed to see through everyone's filth. heart of.

His footsteps stopped in front of a heavy wooden door, before he stretched out his hand, the waiter standing aside pushed him away, Zong Yuan nodded slightly, glanced at the two of them without any trace, and walked inward with his slender legs go.

Across the door, the outside was brightly lit, while the inside was full of light and shadows. The dark light reflected on his face, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

The huge room is covered with carpets, and there is no other sound, only the sound of his clothes rubbing when he walks.

Zong Yuan looked around. There were medieval oil paintings hanging on the walls, and the furnishings in the room had an elegant and cold atmosphere. Standing among them would give people the illusion of how small they are.

He turned around slightly, only to see a middle-aged man sitting on the long leather sofa, with a slightly plump figure, wearing a silver-gray suit, just looking at him leisurely.

When the four eyes met, the middle-aged man didn't move, Zong Yuan hesitated for half a second and walked towards him.

"Mr. Zhao." Zong Yuan stopped in front of him.

Zhao Linzhi looked at the young man in front of him, with a sense of youth in his composure, his eyes were indifferent and clean, more perfect than what he saw in the camera, but the straight back made people couldn't help but bend it, maybe that It will look better.

"You're late." Zhao Linzhi said, his voice was not pleasant, but he had the oppressive feeling of a perennial high-ranking person.

After he finished speaking, he had no other words, and the whole room fell into a strange silence again. When the four eyes met, the other party expressed dissatisfaction without concealment.

Zong Yuan glanced at the wine glass on the bar not far away, walked over to pick it up, and raised his glass to Zhao Linzhi, "I'll make the apology."

He drank three glasses in a row, the alcohol was sour in his empty stomach, suppressing the offensive smell in his throat, the glass in his hand was not put away, and he looked calmly at the middle-aged man who was sitting with his legs crossed not far away. A young man has a feeling that if the other party is not satisfied, he will continue to drink.

Zhao Linzhi just stared at his every move, the greed in his eyes deepened a lot, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, stood up and gathered his coat, and habitually covered his protruding beer belly, changed his previous seriousness, brought He stretched out his hand with a smile and said, "It's just a joke."

Hearing this, Zong Yuan put down his wine glass, reached out to hold the man's hand, and started a formal greeting, as if the two hadn't had any unpleasantness just now.

Zhao Linzhi led him to the long dining table, clapped his hands, the wooden door was opened again, and a row of waiters entered with trays, arranged them in a well-trained manner and then left, without any noise from the beginning to the end.

Zhao Linzhi glanced at the person standing in the distance. The person walked over and put the old-fashioned record on the gramophone. The gentle sound of music was flowing, echoing in the empty room for a long time.

The middle-aged man's gaze was almost unwilling to leave Zong Yuan's body from beginning to end, as if he was looking at a long-awaited treasure.

Zong Yuan listened to the music, but his eyes were looking at the surrounding situation. In addition to the two of them, there were several men dressed as waiters in the room. Judging from their walk, they looked like Lian Jiazi, probably Zhao Linzhi's personal bodyguard.

These people who have done too many bad things are always afraid of being retaliated. Even in this room, they have to plan to save their lives, or to guard against him.

Both of them are thinking about each other, but they are both wearing Zhang Youyou's skin.

Zhao Linzhi is a romantic enjoymentist. Even if he is forcing the other party, he hopes that it will be beautiful and sweet at the beginning. He talks to him patiently, like an ordinary lover.

Zong Yuan maintained an attitude of neither far nor near, Zhao Linzhi wanted to drink him, so he followed the trend, drinking one glass after another, but his eyes were awake.

The wine bottles on the table were changed several times. Zhao Linzhi looked at Zong Yuan who was sitting relaxed on the dining chair, as if he had waited for the time he wanted.

He got up and walked to Zong Yuan's side, put his hand on his back, and slowly stroked, "Is Xiao Yuan drunk? There is a bed here to rest."

Zong Yuan raised his eyes and looked up at him halfway, as if he hadn't heard his words, he picked up his wine glass and touched his rim again, hesitatingly said: "One more toast to you, thank you Mr. Zhao for your appreciation, I have debuted for so long, and I have not yet Take over the play..."

Zhao Linzhi didn't know what he was thinking, and the smile on his face was even deeper. As far as he knew, Zong Yuan was abandoned by the company since the second year of his debut, like a homeless child, and had to endure Tianyuan Entertainment's skinning cramp.

That's what he likes, his helplessness, so that he can be better controlled, but whenever he wants to go higher.

"Whatever you want, I can help you." He bent slightly and whispered in his ear, "It's just that there is no free lunch in the world."

Perhaps because he was a little drunk, Zhao Linzhi needed to hold the table with one hand to stand firm, and the breath of his bowed waist whispering in his ear made Zong Yuan extremely sick.

Zong Yuan tilted his head slightly, raised his lips at Zhao Linzhi, "I understand."

Although he said so, he didn't take any practical action. Zhao Linzhi waited for a few seconds and saw that he squinted his eyes. He seemed to be drunk. He didn't have any concept of serving others, and he was cleaner than he imagined.

His smile just now was so rare that Zhao Linzhi had never seen it at all. Seeing it now, he felt amazing, so not only was he not angry, but he felt more at ease. He touched the hand on his back and guided him to take off his shirt. , as soon as the corner of the clothes was lifted a little, he could see his smooth skin, which made people want to do something.

The clothes were pulled halfway, Zong Yuan suddenly moved, and pulled off his clothes, "I haven't finished the meal yet."

Zhao Linzhi frowned. He didn't know whether he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand. He couldn't help it anymore. The cold white skin on Zong Yuan's body was more delicate than that of any boy he had ever seen. What's more, he wanted more than that.

"Okay, let's eat first." Zhao Linzhi thought for two seconds, and then agreed to his words, but his eyes seemed to grow on him, and his hands wandered into deep places restlessly.

……

Zong Yuan on this side was half drunk and half awake, while Bai Lin on the other side was in a state of turmoil. He went to find Qi Gaoyang to talk about work more than an hour ago, and heard his phone call outside Qi Gaoyang's office.

"Yes, yes, Zong Yuan will definitely go. Mr. Zhao, who is doing big things, will definitely not care about such small problems."

After hearing Qi Gaoyang finish speaking, Bai Lin smiled flatteringly a few times, his tone full of flattery.

"It's just that Zong Yuan's temper is a bit worse than the others, and Mr. Zhao has to forgive him a lot. Once he is born and second time, he will have more opportunities in the future..."

Bai Lin didn't go in, and left in a hurry before he finished listening to the phone call. He was a little nervous, he didn't know who Qi Gaoyang was calling, and what did he want to do to Brother Yuan?

In the past few months, Brother Yuan went to and from entertainment venues every now and then, but Bai Lin would pick him up after the entertainment, and every time he returned home smelling of alcohol, seeing Zong Yuan's skillful swallowing of the medicine, he felt that Very congested.

Zong Yuan is a singer, harming his voice like this is simply giving up on this profession, besides, Brother Yuan's voice should be so clear.

He called Zong Yuan with some anxiety, and wanted to tell him to call himself to pick him up after the end, but he called again and again, but no one answered, and he became more and more panicked while holding the phone.

No, he has to go to Brother Yuan's place to guard, and through the overheard phone call, he always feels that Qi Gaoyang has ulterior motives this time.

Holding the key and running out the door, the cold wind blowing on his face woke him up: he didn't even know where Zong Yuan was!

Bai Lin trembled and called Zheng Huai. He didn't know about Yizhou, but he thought they had such a close relationship, so there must be a separate contact method!

……

In the cold room, the crisp sound of a slap echoed. Zong Yuan turned his face away, looked at Zhao Linzhi, who was covering his buttocks and shaking his legs, and pulled the corners of his mouth, his swollen face was burning hot instantly, as if he didn't feel it.

"Want to be me?" Zong Yuan was pinned down by Zhao Linzhi's bodyguards and couldn't move, but his eyes were full of arrogance.

Zhao Linzhi was "enjoying" the pain of the broken egg, and Zong Yuanmou, who was drunk just now, kicked so hard that he almost fainted from the pain.

He looked at Zong Yuan's non-drunk eyes, and knew that he was cheated. He often walked by the river, but he didn't expect to get his shoes wet here. He was so angry that he pointed at Zong Yuan and was speechless for a long time.

Zong Yuan supported the strength on his arms, bowed his waist and stood up slowly, wanting to get a closer look at Zhao Linzhi's face that was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum. If he hadn't entered the door, he would have been searched, maybe he hadn't just kicked him.

As soon as he stood firmly, the person behind kicked him in the hollow of his leg, his knee hit the ground heavily, and his calf was trampled under his foot.

Zong Yuan sneered, this rebellious appearance made Zhao Linzhi want to peel his skin regardless of the pain in his crotch, pointed at him and shouted: "Kill him to death!"

A few bodyguards got the order, and threw their fists down on him with relentless fists. Zong Yuan protected his head after being punched a few times, biting his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from fainting, and kept his eyes clear.

Punch after punch landed on his lower abdomen, on his back...they wore knuckles on their hands, and it felt like their bones were broken when they hit them.

He couldn't feel the severe pain at the beginning and then became numb. He could no longer feel it. He kept awake with only a trace of nerves. Suddenly, someone pulled out a steel rod and smashed it on his back. He stared, spit out a mouthful of blood.

Bao He huddled on the ground, and the bodyguards stopped their movements after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. They were not on Mr. Zhao's own territory, so they couldn't kill anyone.

The pain in the crotch of Zhao Linzhi who was lying down eased a little. Seeing him being beaten like this, he felt an unspeakable pleasure in his heart. Didn't he want to resist? Then taste the feeling of losing his life.

The pain made Zhao Linzhi miss those things a little. He glanced at his bodyguard and motioned for him to bring the things in the package. When he stuck it into the penis, he shivered.

After the addiction, Zhao Linzhi smiled ferociously, looked at Zong Yuan and said sarcastically: "If you are willing to be good, there is no need to suffer so much."

Zong Yuan spread out on the ground, unable to utter a complete sentence, he said intermittently: "You...don't...dare...to...death me."

At this time, he was still provoking, Zhao Linzhi stared at him, as if to see how this proud body grew, how he grew, and how he broke him.

His eyes moved to the things at his feet, his eyes were filled with unspeakable excitement, "I don't want you to die, I want to see you live happily."

There was light in his eyes, and he approached him step by step with trembling legs, "Don't be afraid, you will like it very much in the future."

Zong Yuan watched him getting closer and closer to him, the needle tip gleamed coldly under the light, he swallowed hard, it was difficult to even swallow, let alone move his body to avoid him.

Besides, there were several bodyguards standing behind him, so he couldn't escape.

The needle tip scratched his skin, even though he was so painful that he lost consciousness, he could still feel the coolness, restraining himself from trembling.

Zhao Linzhi seemed to have discovered something interesting, and said gloomily with revenge: "You will be afraid too, right?"

Zong Yuan is not afraid of death, he is even more afraid of living without human beings and ghosts, his mouth is filled with the smell of blood, and he suddenly regrets his impulse.

If he can go out, can he restrain himself, he doesn't want to live with such a historical label, he wants to die even more.

"If you have... the kind... just kill... me with one knife." He panted heavily.

"I'm not willing." Zhao Linzhi smiled, and held the syringe close to his cold white skin, "It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that it will be spotted in the future."

Zong Yuan gasped, closed his eyes subconsciously, and heard a loud noise. He couldn't move, and felt Zhao Linzhi's fat spread on his body.

The sound of impact, the sound of broken glass and porcelain, and the muffled sound of people came from my ears.

It was too noisy, Zong Yuan closed his eyes, he should be glad that he died cleanly, and the blood flowing in his body didn't need to be stained with dirty things...

The author has something to say: Author: I wanted to stop at the beginning, but I couldn't bear Yuan'er being in someone else's hands for a day, so the number of words in this chapter exceeded the limit!