说得自然，声音平静而温柔，这周书扬倒是不好意思了。

他向来喜跟人较劲，若是司徒越真要同他争，他反而会生抵抗绪，但现在司徒越大方地退让，周书扬竟被搞得有些被动。

He flushed，then says：“Respeg the old is the ese virtue，you go ahead，one persoime，I have to lose anyway。”

“Are you sure？”SiTu feels little surprised。

“Of courese！”Zhou says generously，“We just could pare with each other，and show you how I crush you！”

“No problem……”SiTu unbuttons his shirt，and says slowly：“I would like to accpe your instru。 ”

周书扬的心脏开始狂，张的不得了，心想看我待会怎么收拾你！

但他万万没想到的是，没有待会了……

三个钟后。

Zhou lays in bed near death，like a fish out of water，there's a heavy male odour in the room，silk quilt dropped on the flow，and the sheet was creased，the whole bedroom is in a mess。

SiTu kisses Zhou，askes him whispered：“Are you tired？”

“What rubbish……”Zhou says weakly。

司徒越想了想，本着尊重原则，又问他是否要行使权力，周书扬短暂犹豫一会，咽了，最终还是选择弃权。

——他已经彻底没劲了。

“Oh well！”he says tired，“ime，I am really about to die！”

SiTu s|miles，then says gently ：“Ok you take a bath, and I ge the sheet。”

“I don't want to move anymore！”Zhou cried。