canary dressed as a disabled villain

The shrouded He Zhuo and his blunt words carried a strong sense of aggression and oppression.

Zhuang Jianning's heart was beating wildly, her breathing stopped suddenly, she stared into He Zhuo's eyes, and subconsciously quickly denied: "I don't want to."

The bracelet is too heavy, and it is difficult to raise your hand.

Zhuang Jianning propped up his upper body with his elbows, bent his legs, and kicked back with his heels, his soft body struggled a few times before he successfully sat on the head of the bed.

He Zhuo's two sentences just now lingered in his heart like a magic voice, and the previous sentence had an inexplicable and strange sense of familiarity.

But his drunken head became sluggish, and he couldn't remember.

He Zhuo just sat on the edge of the bed leisurely, looking at him as if looking at his own private property.

Look at his beautiful ankle with well-defined bones, look at his pink face and collarbone, look at his thin but tall and lively figure of a young man.

See his innocence with drunken eyes, his helplessness of struggling in vain, and his natural cuteness after drunk.

The usual Zhuang Jianning is very thoughtful in doing things, he will work hard for a clear goal, he is not mature and tenacious like an 18-year-old.But at this moment, He Zhuo felt that his age was even younger.

Like a lost child abandoned in the valley.

He Zhuo looked at the little pet's ankle, bent over and approached his ear, and said in a low voice, "Willing to be fucked by me?"

The hot breath sprayed on the pinnae, the dry heat wrapped around the ankles, the tingling feeling spread along the skin to the whole body, penetrated into the pores, and gathered in the blood.

The body kept trembling, Zhuang Jianning didn't dare to kick his hand, so he could only turn his body sideways, trying to stay away from this devilish oppressive feeling.

He vaguely remembered that he had tried this pervert before, touched his collarbone and fingers immediately, and he was sure that this pervert had no interest in him.

He thought dazedly, is this He Zhuo punishing himself for drinking, or is it because he met Cheng Yan today?Or... Can't change the direction of the original plot no matter what?

No matter whether he is different from the original owner or not, as long as he has this body, will he always be rejected by the Jing family and tortured by He Zhuo?

The air in the basement should be very thin, otherwise why he couldn't breathe.

Zhuang Jianning suddenly pulled his arm hard, and there were two crisp "dong" sounds, and the metal ring collided heavily with his wrist. The momentary pain made him wake up a little bit, and also made him feel refreshed.

The ring weighs more than ten kilograms.He Zhuo grabbed his wrist suddenly. He had seen the manuscript of the phoenix brooch drawn by these beautiful claws before, and he had also seen the appearance of writing swiftly with these claws countless times.

At this moment, the wrist was swollen and swollen by the edges and corners inside the metal ring. He Zhuo frowned slightly, and the fire of dark desire in his eyes gradually burned.

It seemed that she didn't even have the patience to wait for Zhuang Jianning's answer: "Why are you crazy about drinking?"

The pervert thinks other people are crazy.Zhuang Jianning bit her lip and looked up at him.

The pervert boss is very good-looking, especially those amber eyes and the slightly raised narrow eye tails.

He has an extreme love for beautiful and flamboyant things, such as jewelry design.

Alcohol gradually made Zhuang Jianing unable to distinguish between memories and reality. He wanted to reach out and touch He Zhuo's eyes, trying to tell what night it was, but he couldn't move.

He could only slowly press his face to He Zhuo, he could feel He Zhuo's rough breathing, the fragrance of sandalwood from his body, and the strong hormones of a mature man.

He stared at the corner of He Zhuo's beautiful mouth drunkenly, like the crescent series jewelry he once designed, he swallowed unconsciously.

The tips of their noses touched each other, their breaths blended together, just when their lips were about to touch each other, He Zhuo pushed him away.

Zhuang Jianning's vision gradually blurred, her voice was stubborn and aggrieved, with choked sobs: "Mr. He, if you want, I am willing, please let me go, I feel a little... uncomfortable."

He seldom cries at ordinary times. Even when he was drunk, he felt that the tears on his face were too embarrassing, and there was no way to wipe them off. He could only look away and turn his head to the other side.

"what!!"

Unexpectedly, there was a person standing over there. He screamed and threw himself into He Zhuo's arms. His wrist was pulled by the bracelet again, and his numb body felt a sharp pain again.

"Mr. He, there are people over there."

Small pets will instinctively call for help when they are frightened, and He Zhuo is pleased by this reaction.

He hugged his thin back, and gently brushed it twice with his palm, feeling the trembling little pet gradually calm down in his arms.

He Zhuo's patience was raised again. He pinched the little pet's chin and forced him to look back: "That's Xiao Hei. The one who brought you down just now was Xiao Bai."

Is it actually a robot? Zhuang Jianning tried hard to distinguish, and it was indeed a black humanoid machine with the height of an adult male, standing leaning against the wall, no wonder he hadn't noticed it just now.

He turned his head, looked over He Zhuo's shoulder, and saw that the white intelligent man who just carried him down was also standing motionless under the wall lamp.

Zhuang Jianning felt even more ashamed, he didn't want to be stared at by "people" when he did this or that with the perverted boss.

Burying his face on He Zhuo's shoulder, he begged: "Mr. He, I am very good, I will obey you, you can ask me to do anything, let them go, okay?"

He Zhuo raised his eyebrows, pinched his chin, and raised half of his mouth: "Who will serve you when you leave?"

He has hands and feet, who wants them to help him!

Tears wet He Zhuo's white cotton and linen shirt, and he twisted his body hot and dry due to drunkenness slightly, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Mr. He, can you let me go, my mouth is dry and I want to drink water."

He Zhuo was made impetuous by him.

Seeing the broken skin on the little pet's wrist, which reminded him of the scars on his own body, He Zhuo's interest suddenly faded, and he commanded: "Let him go."

There were two "clicks", and the ring fell in response.

The temperature in the room was very low, and there was no bedding on the bed. Zhuang Jianning raised his numb arm, rubbed his wrist, and burrowed into his warm embrace: "Mr. He, He Zhuo."

This look is really exhausting.

He Zhuo took the water glass from Xiaobai and handed it to Zhuang Jianning: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhuang Jianning rubbed his uncomfortable wrist, opened his mouth and raised his head: "Ah."

He Zhuo was so angry that he wanted to throw the cup, but let it be that nothing was done, and he still had to serve the drunk man.

He made a gesture to return the cup to Xiao Bai.

Zhuang Jianning pulled his sleeve back and forth, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she opened a pair of beautiful eyes full of expectation: "Mr. He, I want to drink."

He Zhuo stared at his little face, and moved the cup to his mouth in a mysterious way, and slowly tilted the mouth of the cup, because he had never served anyone before, the water was scattered everywhere.

With water droplets hanging on his chin, Zhuang Jianning casually rubbed He Zhuo's sleeve, feeling dizzy and wanting to sleep again.

He Zhuo picked up his hand and stroked the wound on his wrist. His voice was low and seductive: "I drank the water too. You have to show me."

Zhuang Jianning's eyes were red, and his expression was quite innocent, "What... what?"

The paralysis of alcohol slowed down Zhuang Jianning's brain.

"Do you listen to me?"

Zhuang Jianning immediately calmed down, "Be obedient."

Feeling He Zhuo's fiery gaze, his drunken head became even more excited.

A burst of electricity exploded from the toes to the spine to the cap, and countless colorful fireworks flowed in front of Zhuang Jianning's eyes.

He has never thought that fireworks can have such a gorgeous beauty.

After collapsing in He Zhuo's arms.Xiao Bai handed over a damp towel.

He Zhuo wiped it slowly for him, and at the same time ordered: "Again."

After fear and excitement, only deep fatigue remained in his limp body, Zhuang Jianning couldn't even open his eyes, he just wanted to hide in a comfortable embrace and have a good sleep.

He Zhuo's interest was aroused, and he was not willing to let him go just like that.

He gently scratched the red mole on Zhuang Jianning's nose with his fingers.

"Little pets have to be obedient, are you my little pet?"

Zhuang Jianning snorted a few times and repeated subconsciously: "I am your little pet, I am obedient."

"good."

The deep voice has the power to demagogue people.

It's like riding the clouds to the clouds. I don't know how many mountains and deep seas I have traveled, and I have seen all kinds of wonders and beautiful scenery.

He Zhuo stared at his bright red face, his lips kept opening and closing, it was really beautiful.

A little longer than before, Zhuang Jianning's extremely excited nerves relaxed, and fell into a deep sleep due to drunkenness and extreme fatigue.

He didn't know what abnormal behavior He Zhuo would do next, but he had already exhausted all his energy and had no time to care about it.

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When Zhuang Jianning woke up again, before he opened his eyes, he felt pain in his head.

"Hiss—" How much did Zhang Hao, that bastard, persuade him to drink last night?

He rubbed his temples, and vaguely remembered that he had a very distant dream last night. In the dream, he was still the designer Zhuang who lived as he pleased, smiling brightly and recklessly at the new product launch, a carefree young man.

There is no pervasive malice, and no life of fear.

Touching the pillow, there was a wet mark.

Zhuang Jianning was reluctant to open her eyes for a long time, she really hoped that now was just a dream.

Thinking about the test papers and evening self-study, he rubbed his slightly swollen eyes with the back of his hand, and when he opened them, his heart sank suddenly.

This is a strange and luxurious bedroom with a complete wardrobe and sofa, but there is no trace of living in it.

The curtains were closed tightly, and there was no sunlight in the room, only the warm yellow light that could not distinguish day from night.

Could it be a hotel?

Did he not return to He Zhuo's house after drinking too much last night?

It was only when I wanted to get up that I realized that something was wrong.

His whole body was sore and numb, as if he had been run over by a car, with an indescribable soreness, which shouldn't be the case when he was drunk.

He threw off the quilt abruptly, only wearing a T-shirt.

No, isn't this T-shirt He Zhuo's?

Is it...

"Ding dong."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Zhuang Jianning quickly pulled the quilt over to cover her body.

He asked nervously, "Who?"

"Mr. Zhuang, I'm Xiao Hei." A black robot walked towards him.

Zhuang Jianning's hand gripping the quilt suddenly tightened, and the memory of last night vaguely emerged, but it just stopped when a white robot sent him to the basement, and he didn't remember at all what happened after that.

Uneasy mixed with curiosity, he looked at Xiao Hei who was approaching him from top to bottom.

The height is about 1.8 meters, the way of walking and talking is very similar to that of adult males, the surface of the body is matte black, except for the joints, other parts are very smooth.

Fortunately, it is not a simulated robot. When I wake up at night and suddenly see a big living person, I will probably be scared out of my wits.

Zhuang Jianning asked tentatively, "He... Where is Mr. He?"

Xiao Hei's voice was emotionless, very similar to He Zhuo's tone, "Mr. He is on the second floor, I will help Mr. Zhuang take a bath first."

"Ah! No... No need, I..." Zhuang Jianning looked at his mask-like face and hurriedly declined.

Just as he was about to step back, he felt a strange numbness in his waist and legs.

As soon as he paused, Xiao Hei picked him up and sent him to the bathroom without saying a word.

The water in the bathtub had been put away automatically, Zhuang Jianning covered his lower body and gave up struggling.

Soaking in the warm water with his eyes closed, the water temperature was constant, he enjoyed the automatic massage function of the bathtub, and fell back into a comfortable sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Hei walked in and picked him up from the water, wrapped him in a towel and carried him out of the bathroom.

Zhuang Jianning opened his eyes, and saw Xiao Bai came in at some point, standing by the bed with a hearty breakfast.

He glanced over and saw that there were steak pasta, shrimp dumpling wonton, steamed stuffed bun soy milk and so on.

Zhuang Jianning rubbed Xiao Hei's skin made of unknown material, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Who would have thought that in just one night, he would have lived the life of a fairy that he dreamed of.

Someone to hug when bathing, and someone to feed when eating.

The key is the robot, so you don’t have to worry about any discomfort.

So cool!

It turns out that the happiness of He Zhuo, a rich man, is really beyond what ordinary people can imagine!

But He Zhuo didn't seem to be happy.

Xiao Hei gently put him on the bed, took the neatly stacked shirt and black trousers on the bedside table, bent slightly, held the clothes in both hands, and turned towards Zhuang Jianing respectfully.

After a short period of curiosity, Zhuang Jianning has adapted and accepted their existence.

While he was getting dressed, he chatted with Xiao Hei: "Why didn't you see the two of you before? Did you all stay in the basement before?"

"When Mr. He needs it, we will go upstairs. Mr. Zhuang is basically not at home during the day, so he hasn't run into us." After completing the task, Xiao Hei took a step back to make room for Xiao Bai.

Oh, it can also chat intelligently!

"What time is it now? It's not convenient here, can I go to the restaurant for dinner?" Zhuang Jianning supported his waist, his legs were resting on the edge of the bed, and he was groping for slippers on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei immediately bent down and picked up the slippers next to him, and put them on for Zhuang Jianning.

Xiaobai replied: "It's ten o'clock in the morning. If Mr. Zhuang doesn't want to continue to sleep, he can go to the restaurant upstairs to eat."

He Zhuo is not so easy to talk at all, Zhuang Jianning asked curiously: "Who set your program?"

Xiaobai and Xiaohei answered together: "Zhang Zhu."

No wonder.

Zhuang Jianning stood up, feeling the discomfort in his body, hesitantly asked: "Where did Mr. He sleep last night?"

Xiaohei and Xiaobai said in unison: "I don't know."

Taking advantage of Zhuang Jianning's daze, Xiao Hei carried Zhuang Jianning out of the bedroom.

Zhuang Jianning only took a quick glance before being sent into the elevator.

The basement is well-lit, the fresh air system is excellent, the layout is complex, there are many rooms, and it looks like a master control room facing the elevator.

Zhuang Jianning had no time to imagine more, because the elevator opened on the first floor, and he saw He Zhuo just as he got off Xiao Hei.

He Zhuo sat on the sofa and read a book.

Zhuang Jianning guessed that he was waiting for him, because if He Zhuo really wanted to read, it would be more convenient to be in the study.

Xiaobai put down his breakfast, and took the elevator back to the basement with Xiaohei.

Zhuang Jianning looked away, looked at the breakfast on the dining table, and then at the hard dining chair. He felt that he might not be comfortable sitting on it.

And he has no appetite.

At this moment, he just wants to know what happened last night, whether He Zhuo is his, why is that his?

He shrank his back twice, I don't know if it was because of his heart, he always felt a little swollen, and his waist and legs were also very sore.

He has never had this experience before, and he has no idea how Xiao Shou should feel after being hit by that for the first time.

But he remembered that before he went downstairs, He Zhuo said that they were "a legal couple who can have sex."

After mobilizing people to get him to the basement, two robots popped up to take care of him meticulously.

Even if He Zhuo personally told him that nothing happened between the two of them last night, Zhuang Jianning would not believe it.

Carefully walking to He Zhuo's side, Zhuang Jianning did not sit next to him as usual, there was a gap of one person in between, and he uncomfortably took a pillow in front of him, looking at the expressionless He Zhuo, Ask in a low voice: "Mr. He, last night..."

He Zhuo put down the book and turned to look at him.

When Zhuang Jianning saw the corner of his mouth, she suddenly stopped, and the scene of a certain moment last night flashed by.

He seemed to want to kiss He Zhuo, but He Zhuo pushed him away.

You just want to sleep with him, you don't even want to hug him, do you despise him so much?

Habitually, he stretched out his hand to pull He Zhuo's arm as usual, but when he was about to touch it, his hand shrank suddenly as if it had been scalded.

Looking away, Zhuang Jianning fled in a hurry, "He, Mr. He, I'm going to eat first."

"Come here." He Zhuo suddenly said.

Zhuang Jianning paused, lowered his eyes, turned around and walked back to He Zhuo's side, enduring the pain in his body and squatting beside his legs, tentatively put his hands on He Zhuo's legs, "Mr. He, what's the matter."

He Zhuo put a small box of ointment on his hand, "Wipe it yourself."

"Ah?" Zhuang Jianning suddenly raised his head, and under He Zhuo's sharp gaze, he hurriedly lowered his head again, "Oh, thank you, Mr. He."

The whole body of the bottle is dark green, and it is inlaid with diamonds.

Zhuang Jianning held it in the palm of his hand, picked up the phone from the coffee table, and turned to go to the bathroom on the first floor.

After closing the door tightly, he held the sink with one hand and studied the bottle with the other.

Not a single word.

He unscrewed the cap, and a strong floral fragrance came out, and the paste was pale yellow.

Zhuang Jianning thought for a while, took off her black pants, and gritted her teeth to hold back her underpants in shame.

The person in the mirror was blushing from the face to the neck.

Zhuang Jianning slumped down, put his hips against the sink, scolded He Zhuo in his heart, and stretched his hands behind, groping for the medicine.

He also drove a few times in the novel. He read it very seriously, and he still remembers it vividly. Every time before the incident, the protagonist Cheng Yan was gentle and considerate. He prepared all kinds of aromatherapy, flowers and music, and did his homework.It's not like He Zhuo threw him directly into the basement.

The incident was even more tragic. Although the main character Gong had great strength for a long time, he still had a lot of kisses and hugs.Although he drank too much and didn't remember other details, he clearly remembered that He Zhuo didn't want to kiss him, and he pushed him away cruelly.

As for the aftermath, it was even more bitter tears. When was it not that the protagonist Gong was afraid that the protagonist would suffer from stomach discomfort, so he immediately took him to the bath and took medicine?

Anyway, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, so Zhuang Jianing simply painted it on a few times indiscriminately.

It's pretty tight.

It feels cool and windy when walking, which is very exciting.

While thinking about what postures he could use for a situation like He Zhuo's inconvenient calf, he simulated it in his mind.

He was so ashamed that even the backs of his feet were red.

After thinking about it, after unlocking the phone, Zhuang Jianning turned to the list of "There are small pets at home", he is too incompetent to chat with him, it seems that he has never sent a message to the boss.

He repeatedly edited and deleted, and finally sent such a message.

It's simple: Boss, can you accept two people who don't love each other to have sex?

It seems quite presumptuous, and I was about to delete the message, but the other party has already replied to the message.

Small pets at home: yes.

It's simple: Has the boss ever liked anyone?

Small pets at home: no.Who do you like?

It seems that He Zhuo is also like this. In the original plot, he never liked anyone.

His feelings for his grandfather and mother are also very indifferent.

Zhuang Jianning simply suspected that He Zhuo had apathy.

Simply put: neither do I.I just think that sex is a beautiful thing, the sublimation of emotions, and the product of the unity of soul and body between lovers.

Have a small pet at home: Lover?How is it different from a partner?

It's simple: a partner is a partner to get along with.Lovers are people who love each other.

There are small pets at home: Do you think there should be no sexual relationship between two people if there is no emotion between them?

Zhuang Jianning thought about his experience last night, and replied: No, it's just a little regretful.

I regret that my first time was not with my lover.

Going out of the bathroom, Zhuang Jianning honestly reported to He Zhuo: "Mr. He, I have painted it on."

He Zhuo didn't look up and ignored him, his eyes looked like they were on a book.

Zhuang Jianning once suspected that she might not be very attractive in bed.

He Zhuo stared at the mobile phone caught in the book, what is this little thing regretful about?

It's a pity that you didn't make it to the end with real guns and swords?

Zhuang Jianning stood by the dining table, looked at the delicious food on the table, rubbed his stomach, he didn't have much appetite.

I picked up a few shrimp dumplings, drank two mouthfuls of soy milk, picked up a plate of fruit, and walked to the coffee table.

He piled up several cushions as chairs, and took out the newly issued test paper. Zhuang Jianning held the pen in his right hand and twirled the fruit with his left. Without being influenced by He Zhuo beside him, he put aside all distracting thoughts and devoted himself to solving the problem.

After quickly finishing a math test paper, a plate of mango and kiwi fruit also bottomed out.

He was still a little unsure about the last question.

After thinking about it, he picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and called Yuan Ze.

Connected there soon.

Zhuang Jianning asked succinctly: "Yuan Ze, is the third small question of the last big question of paper 6 equal to 0?"

Yuan Ze's thick male voice came from the microphone: "The math teacher said this question before, cough, you have studied the previous things carefully, the answer is 1."

Zhuang Jianning humbly asked: "How did you solve it? Can you explain it to me."

He Zhuo closed the book, shifted his gaze to Zhuang Jianning's phone receiver, and he put the book heavily on the coffee table.

The little pet crawled into his arms last night, and now he's going to ask someone else a question?

If other people asked him to make it, he would make it for others to see? !

Zhuang Jianning was listening to Yuan Ze's answer and taking notes, when he heard the sound, he turned to look at He Zhuo.

He was startled by the dark fire in He Zhuo's eyes.

It must be that the boss was making a lot of noise to read. This small place is both his bedroom and his study. He Zhuo has so many places to go, why did he come to compete with him for the place.

He pretended to be puzzled, and continued to listen to the phone until Yuan Ze finished explaining, before hanging up.

He Zhuo was about to say something, but when his eyes shifted to his wrist holding the mobile phone, the look in his eyes became darker.

"Zhuang Jianning."

Zhuang Jianning lost his temper when he heard that He Zhuo's voice was not right. He sat on seven or eight cushions and turned to look at He Zhuo: "Mr. He, did you disturb me?"

He Zhuo grabbed his wrist violently, and asked sharply, "Why didn't you apply the medicine when I asked you to apply it?"

Zhuang Jianning was in pain from being pinched by him. When he looked at his wrist, he found a circle of red and swollen wounds on it. When he raised his other hand, he found the same scar on it.

Where did the injury come from?

The medicine that He Zhuo gave him just now wasn't for his face, but for his wrist?

The tips of the white and small ears were instantly stained with a blush, Zhuang Jianning looked at the waist and abdomen guiltily, and argued in a low voice: "I, I wiped it."

He Zhuo had a panoramic view of his reaction, following his line of sight, he found a little yellow ointment on the waistband of the black trousers.

He stroked the wound lightly, and let go of Zhuang Jianning's wrist.

I rubbed my hands against the ointment marks on his pants, put it under my nose and sniffed, there was a strong floral fragrance.

He Zhuo squeezed his small chin, forcing him to raise his head and look at him, his eyes that were originally flaming showed a meaningful expression.

He Zhuo's voice was hoarse: "Where did you wipe it? I want to check it."