Mr. Yi likes to see you hurt [Rebirth]

Mao Xiaonan was startled, if the gold owner only threw away his clothes, he thought that the gold owner would drive him away.But now they throw away their own clothes, too, Mao Xiaonan 囧.

The point is that those clothes look expensive.

What happened?

Mao Xiaonan wanted to ask, but the benefactor stood aside and didn't speak. Mao Xiaonan was scared when he saw the benefactor like this, and stood in the distance watching the benefactor's people sweep the house clean.

In the end, only Mao Xiaonan was left wearing cloth.The patron asked the "cleaners" to go out and walked up to Mao Xiaonan himself.

"Take off your clothes." The gold master said.

Mao Xiaonan: ...?

The gold master didn't talk nonsense, and started to shed Xiaonan's coat by himself. The little pet was so frightened that he quickly pulled the clothes off by himself.When it was time for the trousers, Mao Xiaonan paused with his hands, and looked at the benefactor hesitantly.

"Don't want to?"

The benefactor picked him up and put him on the bed, and pressed Nene off.

Mao Xiaonan QWQ

It's not that he doesn't want to, but what is the sponsor doing?Throw away the clothes at home, and now he is still stripped off.

Mao Xiaonan looked puzzled, the benefactor touched him sweetly, and said, "Wait for me at home, as long as you behave well, I guarantee that nothing will happen to your brother."

Mao Xiaonan vaguely guessed the patron's plan, he kicked his legs and struggled, his arms stretched his teeth and claws.But Mao Xiaonan had slender arms and legs, and the golden master's fingers were in his sweetness, so Mao Xiaonan kicked hard a few times, only to make himself groan and feel uncomfortable, and his eyes were pink.

The gold master is too perverted.

The first time I did it that day, the patron was also hot, but now the patron was icy cold, Mao Xiaonan felt shivering from the cold inside, as if a big popsicle came in, so refreshing...

Gasp.

The gold master is very strong, and Mao Xiaonan is two big ones, and only Mao Xiaonan dares to rub the gold master if he is not afraid of pain.But physical labor is physical labor after all, and Mao Xiaonan couldn't do it in less than an hour, and his eyes began to develop towards walnuts.

I don't know how I passed out in the end.

The next day, Mao Xiaonan woke up with swollen eyes, swollen mouth, and swollen places. He sat up wrapped in a quilt and rubbed his eyes.

He was stripped and placed under house arrest.

Alone, such a coquettish little black room.

Mao Xiaonan got goosebumps at the thought that the benefactor might be watching him from outside the surveillance.

And even if there was no one in the room, Mao Xiaonan didn't dare to be naked, he went downstairs to eat wrapped in a quilt like a thief, for fear that the quilt would be exposed to the wind.

Don't show it to the benefactor.

But this thing can't cover the whole body no matter what, the thighs come out, the calves come out, and the collarbone quilt slips off, every step is a sight.

Mao Xiaonan went crazy.

The most important thing for him to do after eating is to contact Mao Xiaobei, at least get him a suit of clothes, otherwise he will cry like a savage for half a month.

The phone could not be found, Mao Xiaonan thought for a while, then leaned down on the desk in the study under the quilt to turn on the computer.

After starting the interface, it prompts that a password is required. Mao Xiaonan thought about it and failed to get in with the simple 12346. He didn't know the birthday of the funder, so he entered his own birthday as if he was a living horse doctor.

With a ding, he went in.

Mao Xiaonan's eyes were overjoyed, he quickly operated the mouse and clicked, only to realize that the computer was not connected to the Internet at all...

"Fuck!" Mao Xiaonan was furious.

Throwing away the mouse, Mao Xiaonan wrapped the quilt tightly tightly, but the quilt would have to be washed sooner or later, and there were his and the benefactor's children and grandchildren on it.

Fortunately, the indoor temperature is constant.

Mao Xiaonan washed off the quilt cover and began to wrap the sheets, but the sheets were too thin, and she felt insecure when wrapped around her body, and felt ashamed and exposed all the time.

Mao Xiaonan was defeated.

On the fifth day after being wrapped like this, Mao Xiaonan became numb, and he didn't care if a piece of the quilt fell off.On the tenth day, Mao Xiaonan felt that eating was tasteless.

He misses his younger brother, he misses pig's trotters, he even misses the patron's big popsicle.

Who is that phone call to the beneficiary? One phone call can make the benefactor leave him for half a month.He asked before signing the contract that the benefactor is not married and has no fiancée, but... what if that person is also the beneficiary?

Or the beneficiary's mother, don't let them be together.

The more Mao Xiaonan thought about it, the more decadent and awkward he became.In the past, he took good care of his younger brother. Although his personality was softer, he didn't want men after all... But now, he really misses the benefactor.

Both body and mind think.

I don't know what's going on, Mao Xiaonan cried and cried when he missed the benefactor, and he also cried from below, he sniffed his nose and did it twice, but it was very uncomfortable.The body seems to have no one to comfort and feel uncomfortable, and it is very hot.

In the middle of the night, Mao Xiaonan started to have a fever.

He seldom gets sick usually, but this one comes like a mountain.But now he has no way of contacting him, Mao Xiaonan wakes up in the middle of the night with burning thirst, staring at the ceiling with his bright black eyes, and suddenly has the feeling that I am going to die.

Before dawn, Mao Xiaonan not only didn't get better, but also became more and more feverish, his body was scorchingly hot, and even his skin seemed to be dyed peach red.

Mao Xiaonan couldn't get up to eat, his only desire now is that the donor must check the surveillance, otherwise he would have to stay here today.

The high fever still persists.

Mao Xiaonan felt that his color must have changed. His skin and personality should be as red as that of a boiled crab. He slowly opened his eyes, looking at the world with nostalgia for the last time.

Then, he closed his eyes.

Mao Xiaonan slept for a long time this time, he had never been in a coma like this before, no matter how conscious he was, he was still in a daze, he heard the voice of his younger brother, and seemed to hear the voice of the benefactor.

Struggling, Mao Xiaonan opened his eyes, and in the slightly pale picture, his younger brother ran over ecstatically, crying and calling for a doctor.

Mao Xiaonan wanted to ask the donor who you were going to meet and why you left me in the house, but after thinking about it and knowing that he was not qualified to be raised, he simply shut up.

After some examinations, the doctor announced that there was no major problem, but the recovery of physical strength may be slow.

Mao Xiaobei has been in poor health, and he was cleared out to recuperate not long after, and only Mao Xiaonan and the benefactor were left in the house.

Mao Xiaonan didn't want to talk to him, he turned his head away awkwardly and didn't look at the benefactor.

The benefactor stood beside the bed. I don't know how long it had passed. The benefactor seemed to be much leaner and thinner. Apart from being still cold, he also appeared calm.

After a long time, the benefactor finally said, "Are you hungry?"

Mao Xiaonan: ...

Really hungry.

It is not good for people who are recovering from a serious illness to eat too much, so the benefactor asked someone to prepare porridge.He feeds it himself, but maybe it's because he's not used to serving others. Mao Xiaonan noticed that the hand holding the spoon was shaking.

Shaking and shaking, the corners of his mouth could not be fed steadily, making his mouth dirty.

He glanced at the benefactor, and the benefactor looked at him, just as Mao Xiaonan was about to speak, the benefactor suddenly leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth.

The porridge was licked away, and he kissed his mouth again, Mao Xiaonan let out a sigh in his heart, just ignoring the benefactor.

But porridge still needs to be eaten. After Mao Xiaonan was fed, he should have slept comfortably, but he found that he was still hungry.

So hungry.

The author has something to say: Today is my 18th birthday hehe.