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Many years ago, Nie Liang suddenly broke into his house without any warning. After several struggles, he suddenly let go of him and said coldly, "Take it off yourself."

He couldn't believe it, but Nie Liang's expression didn't change. He stood beside the bed with no warmth in his eyes: "I was too kind to you before. Take it off by yourself. Remember, this is the rule from now on."

He stretched out his hand to unbutton his suit, coat, tie, shirt... until finally he knelt naked in front of Nie Liang.Nie Liang raised his chin, forcing him to face himself.

British blood brought Shen Qiao not only straight browbones and a clean face, but also his black pupils with a few patches of green light and shadow, like a deep pool reflecting the forest, but no matter the branches or leaves are indistinct. And erratic, so most of the time Nie Liang would rather think that it was just black.

It was he who personally fabricated him little by little into what he is today.From that bright and lively young man who was suffocating, then to that calm and indifferent man who still had a bit of stubbornness, and now to this Shen Qiao who was watching him quietly with hidden resentment in his eyes, it was he who was persecuting him, He can immediately take whatever he wants from him, but whoever dominates a relationship has always depended on who is tempted.

His hand moved away from his lower jaw and stayed on his slightly lowered mouth. Twelve years ago, he tied Shen Qiao to a chair and used a needle to draw across the fine lines on his lips.In the end, he stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from his mouth, and said softly: "When I kiss you, you must remember the pain."

He remembered the panic in Shen Qiao's eyes during those two hours, and he also remembered the disgusted look in his face when he was afraid of kissing but was forcefully turned away later. He didn't know how he was determined to torture Shen Qiao in the past and now. Enemies may not be so cruel, but they chose to use this method to hurt this person who he once wished he could hold the whole world in front of him.

Nie Liang's eyes darkened, and he suddenly picked up Shen Qiao and carried her into the room of the presidential suite.

"Hi, the number you are calling is off..."

Li Xiao hung up the phone irritably, feeling even more anxious.He looked down at the location of his phone.

There are still 7 kilometers away from the destination, and it is estimated to be 1 hour and 23 minutes.

Nie Liang untied his tie to cover Shen Qiao's eyes, clasped Shen Qiao's wrist, and tied him to the head of the bed with a belt.

He knew that Shen Qiao would not escape, but he subconsciously wanted to use this method to gain a relative sense of security: he didn't want to see him looking at him with that kind of eyes, or he didn't want to accept that even at today's level, he There is still no self in the eyes.

Many years ago at his home, he took off the boy's clothes one by one, and kissed the long-awaited body.Shen Qiao didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just looked at the dim light on the ceiling and cried silently.

If he didn't say anything, Nie Liang thought it was him who was in pain.

In the following five years, Shen Qiao became more and more silent. Sometimes he sat next to him, or was pushed under him to ask for anything, and he could forget it when he was in a daze, but when he woke up, he had to face the emptiness that increased day by day. .

And Shen Qiao was never in a state of infatuation.For him, there is nothing more sorrow than death.

He used to think that it was because he couldn't accept his current status, but later he realized that it was because besides his self-esteem, he still had someone he loved.

He looked at Shen Qiao in front of him. He was almost unchanged when he parted, his arms were trembling faintly, and he was instinctively afraid.Jealousy and viciousness choked his mind at a certain moment, he pulled his chin, put aside all distracting thoughts, and almost instantly plunged into the frantic lust that threw away all distracting thoughts.

......

"Mr. Li?"

Seeing Li Xiao at the front desk of the hotel, his eyes were a little astonished.Xintai Hotel is an industry under the name of Shen Qiao, and most of the staff have long experience, so it is not surprising that they know Li Xiao.

"Is Boss Shen here?" Li Xiao asked.

"exist."

"Tell him that I'm coming."

"This..." The front desk was a little embarrassed, "Boss Shen said he never saw anyone."

Li Xiao was even more puzzled.He looked towards the elevator and said, "Which room is he in? I'll go find him."

Nie Liang sat by the bed, dressed neatly, looked at Shen Qiao's brows that were still furrowed in sleep, stretched out his hand, as if he thought it was ridiculous, and immediately retracted it.

He was having a nightmare, and it could only be himself.

At the age of 27, he fell in love with Shen Qiao at first sight. Since then, Wu Shan is not a cloud, and the current entanglement is not his intention, but after all, he is the one who brought Shen Qiao into the fire pit, and then pushed him into the abyss.

He looked at Shen Qiao with a dazed look in his eyes. After a while, he put on his tie and turned to leave, murmuring in his mouth:

"One day, I will die for you."

There is only one room on the top floor.

As soon as Li Xiao got out of the elevator, he heard footsteps. He just wanted to call Shen Qiao, but suddenly stopped talking.

They have known each other for more than twenty years, and they are extremely familiar with each other's habits and aura.This person doesn't look like Shen Qiao.

Next to the elevator was the stairwell, Li Xiao subconsciously walked in and observed the movement through the half-open door.A man came out of the suite empty-handed. When he saw that face, his whole body suddenly fell into an ice cave:

He knew that face.During this time, he saw him more than once in the financial newspapers.

Combining the events of this period of time and some details that he had never paid attention to before, an unbelievable guess suddenly surged in Li Xiao's heart --- he urgently wanted to see Shen Qiao, and wanted to hear him tell him this. Everything is not what he thought.

Hearing the sound of the elevator closing, Li Xiao rushed to the front of the suite and pressed the doorbell vigorously, but there was no response.

He twisted the doorknob, his face became more gloomy:

The door is locked.