gun on daisy

"Boss Qiao, calling you so late, did someone Ji disturb your pleasure?" "No, just finished.

What is President Ji doing? "Haha, that's good."

The dog that Boss Qiao sent just now was very disobedient and bit my baby.

You say, what should I do? "Yo, President Ji's baby?"Which, is that one, or that root? "Boss Qiao, you really know how to joke, your Chinese is getting better and better, and you can come up with nasty jokes at your fingertips."

Heh, that dog's attitude towards my Ye Che was too much, and his temper exploded a bit, so I let him go. "

"Dog, it's normal to fight for favor. President Ji should know better than me."

"I actually think that this kind of mad dog who refuses to be disciplined is not worthy of being a dog.

It's a pity that his pretty face is ruined, his face is ruined, and his life is also ruined.

But on this point, I'm afraid my baby won't be able to relieve his anger. "

"Haha, President Ji is in a bad mood, this guy has committed a heinous crime.

But you want to waste me a dog that can make money..." "According to the old rules, you won't lose a single penny. "

"Come on, President Ji, just take a look."

"There's Boss Laujo."

Ji Zinuo's expression became indifferent again, he threw the phone on the bed casually, pulled the black coat on the hanger at the door and draped it over his body, clicked his tongue, took out a cigarette from the coat pocket, lit it, and walked out .

As seen upstairs, the muddy Ye Che was huddled in the mire, like a fetus in the mother's womb, his face was covered by messy hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but he could hear him crying out of pain. There were low moans and faint sobs.

"stand up."

Ji Zinuo kicked Ye Che who was on the ground.

"...Master?" Ye Che's voice was sobbing indistinctly, and he tried hard to raise his head to confirm the source of the voice.

"Don't call me by my name now?" Ji Zinuo squatted down, put out the cigarette on the ground, and turned Ye Che's head with his hand.

Perhaps the force was too strong, Ye Che hissed in pain, with a painful expression, but with a helpless wry smile, he didn't say a word.

The once fair and delicate face has become full of mud, even more embarrassing than a beggar on the roadside.

Ji Zinuo clicked his tongue impatiently, and lifted Ye Che up from the ground, not caring about getting his hands and expensive coat dirty with the mud.

In a daze, Ye Che seemed to see Bai Chenyu again from the perspective of Ji Zinuo's arms.

Not long ago, Bai Chenyu hugged himself like this.

But that face is now like a misty mist, becoming more and more blurred.

What gradually became clear was Ji Zinuo's stern poker face.

Ji Zinuo carried Ye Che all the way back to the bathroom of the room.

Fortunately, since Ye Che usually only eats liquid food, his body is emaciated and even malnourished, so he weighs very light, and it is easy to hug him.

Roughly stripping off Ye Che's clothes, Ji Zinuo wiped the dirt from his face and hands, and clumsily put him into the bathtub filled with warm water.

"Master, are you... wanting to cook me?" Ye Che's face became more rosy and attractive, with a sickly beauty.

Just now, when Ji Zinuo roughly tore his clothes, a more burning desire screamed in his body like a wild beast.

Consciousness began to become more and more uncontrollable. After confirming that the person in front of him was the aloof Ji Zinuo after all, Ye Che actually felt a sense of peace of mind, and his palms tightly gripped the edge of the bathtub.

"I'm going to eat you."

After Ji Zinuo finished speaking, he threw his coat on the ground and approached Ye Che step by step.

"Master... I really, really didn't go out and get someone else to do it."

Ye Che gently stroked Ji Zinuo's shoulder with his hand, allowing his warm kiss to wander around his neck, fanning the flames of desire.

"I know, your body told me."

It was an aggressive kiss, raging domineeringly on Ye Che's body, even the sound of water in the bathroom became obscene.

Neck, collarbone, nipples, lower abdomen...Everywhere, Ji Zinuo seemed to want to brand him, kissing without mercy, even biting like a wild beast.

Even the scab on the nipple that was pierced before was kissed and bitten by Ji Zinuo violently.

Old wounds are not healed, and new ones are added.

It was very different from Bai Chenyu's cautious and tentative kiss.

But why at this time, we still have to think about this comparison?Ye Che smiled wryly.

Just a single touch made Ye Che feel a different burning sensation than before.

With pain, more pleasure.

With Ji Zinuo's penetration, he was instantly satisfied that the hole of desire was filled.

More, I want more... I want to be hit with more force, I want to get more punishment and torture to prove my innocence.

From the throat, he couldn't help making a gasping sound that didn't resemble his own. Ye Che matched the sound of the water in the bathtub, and greeted the impact wave after wave.

Most of Ji Zinuo's shirt was wet, and it stuck to his skin, revealing his firm abdominal muscles.

It was panting at first, but as the impact became stronger and stronger, Ye Che couldn't help making seductive moans and slurring lewd words in his mouth.

Ji Zinuo took out the gag ball from the small cabinet next to the bathtub, and stuffed it roughly into Ye Che's mouth.

He took out another piece of hemp rope, and while continuing to move under his body, he tied Ye Che's hands tightly. The place that was strangled by the hemp rope gradually lost its color and turned white.

Saliva dripped down the ball of the gag, and Ye Che's hands struggled to grasp.

Suddenly, Ji Zinuo pulled away from Ye Che's body.

"Is it cool?" Ji Zinuo slapped Ye Che hard on the face.

"Hmm, um..." Another slap.

Because his mouth was gagged, Ye Che nodded vaguely.

Ji Zinuo rubbed his hair, removed the gag, and untied the hemp rope.

Ye Che knelt in the water, and just after being untied, he took the initiative to crawl forward two steps in front of Ji Zinuo, wrapped his arms around Ji Zinuo's waist, stuck out his tongue to serve with his mouth, swallowing Ji Zinuo's swelling desire.

Kneeling in front of him, even though the skin on his knees has long been worn out, and there are various scars all over his body, he still kneels meticulously, using his hands, mouth, and exhausting all means.

like a devout believer.

Like a prisoner with nowhere to go.

Like grasping at straws.

"Is it because of the medicine, or are you just born so coquettish?" Ji Zinuo grabbed Ye Che's hair and pressed it down hard on himself. His head was pulled away, forced to repeat.

Ye Che doesn't like deep throating, it feels uncomfortable.

A stick as hard as iron was stabbed into the mouth, all the way to the throat, in and out, back and forth, as if to force himself to vomit.

This vomiting is not a psychological disgust, but a physiological instinct.

There was pain in the scalp from tearing hair.

Ye Che didn't dare to open his eyes again, and could only keep swallowing and vomiting under the force of Ji Zinuo.

In the midst of madness, Ye Che suddenly felt an itchy liquid on his cheek, slashing across the place where Ji Zinuo had just slapped his face.

It's tears.

The author says:

After receiving comments, I was so happy that I triggered a blowout update.

After all, I am an emotionless coding machine (*′_ゝ`)