critical value

When I was YYing just now, a very cruel fact popped into my mind - Zhang Haoran is only 14 years old.

I don't know how tall he is now...and if the uncle outside treats him badly, can he handle it?

He looked top-heavy and wobbly, at first he thought he was drunk, so he smoothed him out with a sigh of relief, even a bit of teasing, and then pressed him straight on his body—he really grew taller In the past, the top of my head could barely reach my shoulders by standing on tiptoes, but now I can lean on my forehead without tiptoes.

This height seems to be particularly good, just right here.

I fumbled wantonly on his back with a pair of wolf claws. The spine is indeed much stiffer than before, but it is still not stiff. Although the whole person is still thin, the waist is indeed thicker than before. , In the past, you could feel the shape of your ribs just by feeling it well, but now there is a layer of muscles and bones wrapped around it. It's not an exaggerated climb up a lot of muscles, but it feels good.

After touching it for a few times, I felt Zhang Haoran in my arms, struggling with a powerless look, finally pushed my wolf arm away, raised my head weakly and made a vicious expression, the old one The eyes that can still make me feel a chill are gone now, and they are pretending to be fierce but feel very cute.

He stared at my face for two or three seconds, and squinted his eyes as if he was trying to identify something. Finally, he probably recognized me, and his expression suddenly softened, as if he could cry in a second. As if coming out, he quietly leaned on my shoulder for a while.I put my arms around him and scratched the fur on his coat.

I was standing so harmoniously, I leaned against the wall, he leaned against me, but I don’t know what he was masturbating, and then suddenly raised his little claw, "pia" patted my ear On the wall next to it—it seemed to be walled off by him.

I froze for a moment, unexpectedly, in fact, I had expected that letting him go for a year would only make him more presumptuous.This wall-dong movement didn’t last for a few seconds, so he hooked his hands around my neck, and then kissed and bit the strawberry at the neckline—because he felt that his bite was quite comfortable, and it was hot and cold, so I didn't stop him, I let him continue to bite, I put my arms around his waist and waited quietly.

He bit it for a while and then began to take it off, and threw it on the ground after he took it off, because I felt sorry for his coat that looked expensive and cruel to small animals, I hugged him and bent down to pick it up, but he lost his center of gravity all of a sudden.” pia" fell to the ground, I quickly helped him up and put him on my shoulders, the two of them hooked up shoulder to shoulder, not corrupt at all, but walked slowly into the room very straight and brotherly.

I don't regret this decision at all. If the president hugs the princess in a very domineering manner, there will be no such small troubles later, and I won't find out that Zhang Haoran is actually taking drugs, not what I think so youngly. Drunk.What's more, I carried Zhang Haoran to my room that day, not Zhang Weiran's room. If the princess was carried back in such a smooth manner, I might plot against him...

The 17-year-old is still impulsive, but it has been replaced by a slightly calm, accumulated impulsiveness.

After passing Zhang Weiran's room and walking through a few private offices, my room is at the end of the corridor. I just like to live behind others, just like when I walk, I actually like to follow others slowly, and I do it myself. Not sure what kind of mentality this is.

Almost at the door of the room, Zhang Haoran suddenly slid down from my shoulder, walked unsteadily for a short distance, and then threw himself on the opposite wall, even bumping it.I called him after that, but he ignored him. He didn't know why he was groping with his hand on the wall, and then the other hand seemed to be spinning something vertically in the air.In the end, he didn't know what happened, and he suddenly started kicking the wall.

Looks like there's a door there that only a smart person can see, and that door is stuck in a state of disrepair right now...

Thinking back to when I was 14 years old, I often gathered a large group of people to nest in Jia Doudou’s house. Everyone secretly drank the good wine that his father had kept for a long time and hadn’t been willing to drink it for a long time. Knowing what kind of vigor to do with the bottle, in the end those good brothers were all drunk and staggered. I don’t know if it’s a sneaky trick or a natural physique that doesn’t get drunk after a thousand cups, so I just laughed "Ke Ke" , while watching them stupid after drunk.

——Some fell asleep and talked in sleep when they couldn't sleep; some were drunk and talked nonsense;Of course, there are those who walk unsteadily and fall three times at one step; there are also those who seek out gaps to cause trouble between good brothers and fight; some smash things.The most classic is Jia Doudou, who cries for his father and mother, even if he is drunk, he knows that he will not be able to escape his parents' beating soon...

But I haven't seen someone like Zhang Haoran who can hallucinate...

Zhang Haoran, you are only 14 years old...

Thinking of the news about "drug-taking and streaking in a couple hotel", what did Zhang Haoran see and feel at that time, probably if he asked the streaking couple, he would know everything...

I silently opened the door of my room, it was dark inside, but I didn't turn on the light, grabbed Zhang Haoran by the collar from behind and dragged him in, slammed the door behind him, and then beat Zhang Haoran hard Throw it on the bed.

His voice was a little frightened, calling me tremblingly: "Shi Xiaofeng?"

"Oh." I probably responded indifferently.But in the dark, his hearing improved, and he heard Zhang Haoran sigh as if he was relieved.I don't know why, but he felt relieved?

I leaned forward and groped for something familiar on the bedside, and heard him whispering in my ear: "Be gentle...it's the first time for me."

"Oh." He still responded indifferently, but he thought in his heart—"Why don't I believe it?"

Finally, I touched my treasured magic weapon that I have never used on a real person for a long time——Ropes of various thicknesses.

Pull Zhang Haoran up and tell him to sit cross-legged. First tie a rope around his neck so that he will not be strangled to death. The whole body was entangled, because I was afraid that the rope would be messed up when the hands were tied later. I tied the three circles on the left and the three circles on the right very tightly. sunken.The back hand tie is more classic, three times, five times and two times are finished, and then the rope is looped back, and the upper arm and body are strengthened by three turns left and three times right at a distance below the collarbone.

In fact, this can be regarded as the end of the binding. If it is convenient to handle things, it is better to stop like this.But thinking about his age problem not long ago, it turns out that 14 years old is still young, especially Zhang Haoran's type who didn't start puberty early.In order to control myself, and to make him sit in the cross-legged position for so long, I decided to tie up my legs as well.

I have always felt that the neck is the one that suffers the most from this set of binding methods.

The same is true for leggings. First, the rope is put on the neck. This time, the position of the dead knot is slightly lower. According to bone science, it is almost at the level of the xiphoid process.Then twist the two strands of rope together three times from the left to the right, just like Zhang Haoran’s braids, until they are connected to the feet, and then the feet and thighs are tied together in a criss-cross pattern.

I don’t know if it’s because I pulled too hard when I put on the leggings, but Zhang Haoran always hunched over and soon became a shrimp.I just said "straighten your back" in my calmest tone, and pressed his shoulders to straighten him, and then continued to tie him, no matter how many times I didn't tire of it - after all, this is the essence of this binding method , obviously all the center of gravity is being pulled forward, and I have to rely on my own chemical energy to try to sit upright.Continuously tense, it is easier to draw from the truth.

During the whole process of tying up, Zhang Haoran changed his usual silence, and seemed to be talking to me, and seemed to be muttering something to himself, like—"You actually have such a habit.... ...", "Don't you strip your clothes and tie them again?", "Who did you learn from?", "Say, how many people have practiced tying over the years.", "The pain of stopping and stopping ", I don't know if it's because of taking drugs or because he has this habit, but he seems very excited when he talks so much.

But no matter what he said, I never answered or reacted.

And I don't know if it's because the previous uncles were too ruthless, which left him with some psychological shadow; or because he is really inexperienced and young. Of course, I don't believe it. At most, he has no experience of being tied up. When I tied him up, I always felt that his whole body was very stiff.It looked so tense that it was about to shake.Or tense up with excitement?Or is it because of drug use?

Although I have tied up others and myself, but I have never been tied up by others, so I don't know much about it.

I don't know if Zhang Haoran was looking forward to having sex with me when he was tied up, if he was, he might be very disappointed.That night I might have been out of interest, maybe I disliked him who was a little delirious for some reason, maybe it was because my amazing self-control was finally awakened, anyway, I didn’t do anything, except to have a long relationship with him. To talk means to "keep your back straight."

As for what we talked about that day, I just let him talk about his experience of fooling around for so long in bits and pieces. I made a few tricky jokes like the magistrate in a costume drama, and then let him speak intermittently. Qing prefaced the inconsistency and quibbled for a while.I complained again, and he quibbled again, and this cycle happened several times in every matter, until he was about to collapse when he was questioned.

We didn't talk about anything that night, but we spent the whole night chatting, because it was winter, so the dawn was relatively late, I didn't know it was morning, until I heard my phone "ring "Bing jingle"—the first alarm clock every morning...  

ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! !It's already morning!Not a minute to sleep!

This is a sentence that fell from my mind like a thunder.

I had no choice but to collapse, and slowly untied the rope on Zhang Haoran's body, thinking in my heart that I would fall asleep as soon as I got to school, and I wouldn't wake up no matter who called me.Before leaving the house, he said something to Zhang Haoran viciously: "I must see you here when I come back at night."

Sure enough, I fell asleep as soon as I arrived at school, and I didn't know which classes I had slept through. In the end, I was shaken awake by someone. , Recalling that it was fortunate that he showed off Zhang Haoran yesterday, so he held back and asked in the most plain tone: "What's wrong?"

"It's already noon, don't you want to eat?"

"Oh." I originally wanted to follow him out of the classroom, but I slept on my stomach on the desk all morning, and my posture was really uncomfortable. Now I feel weak in my waist and legs, as if my body has been hollowed out, so I stood up At that moment, it was obvious that there was nothing to trip over, but I still looked very empty and almost fell down.After finally standing up straight, I found that the next table was staring at my neckline in a daze.

"Hey, what did you do last night?" He suddenly leaned over and asked me with a very wretched look.

I stared at his wretched face, thought about it for a while, but didn't understand what his intentions were, so I told the truth according to the previous style: "You still remember that kid with braids, who met the class teacher the night before yesterday. I met him at the nightclub," he nodded blankly, "I was with him last night..." I don't know what to say, I can't say it's playing SM anyway, so I hesitated suspiciously After a while, "Have a long... talk with him."

Deliberately accentuated the tone of the "needs to talk for a long time", and also said every word, it sounds more suspicious and easy to be misunderstood, it might as well be SM... Sure enough, his wretched expression became even more wretched …

Then he leaned over again and whispered to me with a wretched expression that broke half the sky: "Zip up the zipper, and don't show off that necklace-like hickey anymore (laughs)."

What?

But there is another by-product of this incident. After he found out, he went to various nightclubs to publicize it. I don’t know what he said. Anyway, a few days later, the manager of the squirrel department called me and said: " I heard a customer from Sao Nian say, that Mr. Zhang Haoran, Mr. Zhang... the famous flower has an owner, and the master is a classmate of that Sao Nian, do you know Mr. Shi?"

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I actually wrote another 4000 words to die...