If you can't play bad, you will be suppressed

...you can help me..."

Hei Yao straightened up, neither agreed nor refused, the living room fell into silence.

Lan Yi behind him heard Ding Yiluo's reluctant words, but the man who asked for help didn't seem to have any intention of helping him, and didn't want to embarrass him anymore, so he reached out and tugged at Ding Yiluo's sleeve, and whispered to Ding Yiluo who turned around Luo said: "Ding, Ding Yiluo, let's go back..."

Ding Yiluo raised his hand, grabbed the trembling hand on his sleeve, and quietly clenched it firmly, giving him a silent comfort, signaling him to wait for a while.

Seeing Ding Yiluo's ambiguous actions, Hei Yao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "I can't help you with this."

"Why?!" Surprised by Hei Yao's resolute rejection, Ding Yiluo hurriedly put down Lan Yi's hand and took a step forward, asking with a stiff face, "Isn't this kind of thing difficult for you? Why?"

"Then why should I help? Why should I offend the Mo family for this stranger?"

"You..." I don't know how to refute, I know that Hei Yao is right, but Ding Yiluo's heart is still chilled by that attitude that has nothing to do with him.

"I have the final say on the favor I owe you, and I will pay it back!" After hesitating for a while, he choked out a sentence with his face flushed.

"Also? On the bed?" Hei Yao raised the corner of his mouth viciously, looked at Ding Yiluo's angry look, and said unhurriedly, "But don't forget, you used to climb up on my own initiative. The bed stuck to me..."

Never thought that Hei Yao would say such a thing in front of Lan Yi, he was stupid or stupid before, so he got retribution, he was beaten all over his body, and now he was stabbed so viciously that no one would Don't be angry!

"Shut up!" Ding Yiluo's eyes were red with anger, if it wasn't for Lan Yi who was behind him hugging Ding Yiluo's arm, he would have rushed forward.

Afraid of causing trouble, Lan Yi hurriedly dissuaded, "Ding Yiluo, let's go...here, I'm thinking of other ways..."

When Ding Yiluo looked back, he saw Lan Yi's flushed eyes, his out-of-control emotions were pulled back, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and frustrated. Since the other party had clearly refused, there was no need to be so cheeky...

"Or there is another way."

At some point, Hei Yao was already close at hand, almost touching his body, lowering his head to look at him intently, talking unhurriedly.

"What?" Ding Yiluo couldn't help asking.

Hei Yao laughed suddenly, taking advantage of Ding Yiluo's unpreparedness, he stretched out his hand behind him and pinched Lan Yi's chin for a closer look, "It really is a face that makes people want to love it~"

"Hei Yao, what are you doing!" Ding Yiluo grabbed the man's bath towel and looked at him vigilantly, as if ready to fight him desperately.

However, Hei Yao seemed to ignore his shouting, and looked down at Lan Yi seriously, "Be my man, and I will help you."

"You're insane! Are you a stallion?!" Ding Yiluo squeezed between the two of them with his teeth bared like a cat with fried hair, and pushed Hei Yao away as hard as a calf, and pulled Lan Yi to leave.

Feeling slightly sour in his heart, Hei Yao clearly knew that his feelings were still the same... really... didn't treat him as a human being at all...

"What's the matter? The reaction is so violent? Are you jealous? Have you two slept?" Hei Yao blocked the way of the two, and smiled sarcastically at Ding Yiluo, whose eyes were red, "What's the matter, it's because always Being oppressed, I suddenly tasted the taste of oppressing others, so I didn't even look at my own identity, and robbed Mo Ling..."

"Damn it!" Lan Yi only felt that Ding Yiluo had passed by in a flash, and when he came back to his senses, the man had already rushed in front of Hei Yao, waving his fists to the man's face.

Ding Yiluo is not short, although he looks slender, he also exercises regularly, and has received combat training since he was a child, but he is obviously at a disadvantage when he falls into the hands of Hei Yao.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Ding Yiluo was thrown onto the sofa by Hei Yao, with his face facing the sofa, his head was pinned down by a powerful palm, his whole body had no point of exerting force, but he was still thumping tenaciously. Stop, there is no idle curse.

"Ding Yiluo..." Seeing this, Lan also panicked, ignoring the injuries on his body, and ran over unsteadily to try to pull Hei Yao away, but was swept away by Hei Yao's thick arms impatiently. On the hard marble ground, I couldn't get up for a long time.

Seeing the weak appearance of the man on the ground, the man sneered, "So weak, it's so boring to play. I really don't know what you and Mo's son think."

"I'm going! Hei Yao! You bastard... trash!" Ding Yiluo saw that Lan Yi, who was already injured, was thrown to the ground by Hei Yao unceremoniously. He was so angry that he was about to explode. Get rid of Hei Yao's restraint.

Hei Yao suppressed his arm but didn't intend to let go at all. Instead, he pressed him even harder, with a bit of sarcasm, "Does your heart hurt?"

Hei Yao's tricks were not hidden, instead he twisted Ding Yiluo's arm and pressed it behind his back. With a little force, he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but he still refused to show weakness, and insisted with his neck stuck and his teeth gritted, "Yes Ah, I feel bad, I just like him so much! I plan to elope with him! Who the hell are you! I won’t let you help, and I won’t pester you anymore! Satisfied! Get out! Get out !"

Being pressed face down on the sofa, Ding Yiluo couldn't see Hei Yao's expression at this time, but felt the sudden increase in strength in his hand, moaned in pain, panted heavily tremblingly, and tears a little Couldn't hold it back anymore, but stubbornly refused to show weakness.

Just when he thought that his arm was going to be snapped off abruptly, there was a sudden pain in his scalp, and then Hei Yao grabbed his hair and forced him to tilt his head back.

Ding Yiluo saw the dangling Lan Yi slowly approaching with a white face holding a vase.

Hei Yao leaned down, pressed against his ear, and said quietly, "How about rape you in front of him now?"

Ding Yiluo's face turned pale in an instant, his body jumped up like a carp, and he kept swearing, "You're crazy...you bastard...you're crazy..." He struggled harder, but was quickly caught Hei Yao pressed down.

Already feeling the fiery palm slowly protruding between the body and the sofa, Ding Yiluo knew that Hei Yao was not just joking this time, maybe he would really be done in front of Lan Yi. Uncertain, but the frightened struggle was in vain.

He could only turn his head and yell at Lan Yi, "Go away! Go away!"

Ding Yiluo was relieved until he saw Lan Yi's figure disappearing at the door, his eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth, "So you are satisfied! What do you want to do..."

In the next second, his waist was restrained and raised, and no matter how much he struggled with his legs and feet, his pants and underwear were easily ripped off and thrown on the coffee table.

Hei Yao intentionally pushed Ding Yiluo's naked buttocks with his crotch, as if deliberately wanting him to feel the bursting desire, he bit his ear and whispered, "Fuck you..."

"You fucking..." Ding Yiluo's face turned red all of a sudden, as his back trembled as he was slowly forcibly entered, and the feeling of being stretched and filled inside.Struggling with no hope, he could only expect Ai Ai to scold him, "You bastard! You bastard..." In the end, the scolding voice was suppressed by the fierce collision in the body.

The hands were firmly pressed, and the genitals continued to come in and out between the trembling legs. The hot friction and sticky sound made Ding Yiluo feel so ashamed that he almost fainted.

Hei Yao, who changed several positions on the sofa and tossed for a while, didn't seem to be satisfied, with all his strength, he lifted Ding Yiluo, who was only wearing a shirt and a smooth, naked lower body, onto his shoulders, and walked to the upstairs room.

Ding Yiluo was being carried with his head down, his ass hanging out in the cold, Hei Yao's hard and strong shoulders kept pressing against his stomach as he walked, and he felt terribly uncomfortable, so he could only pat him weakly and reluctantly. His back screamed in protest.

Throwed heavily on the bed, Ding Yiluo was dizzy, and propped himself up on his elbows indiscriminately, trying to get up, but was pushed back on the bed by Hei Yao who bent over.

Chi still circled around and kissed forcefully, Ding Yiluo couldn't dodge at all.His lips were sore from being sucked, his jaws were sore and limp, and the deep exploration in his mouth made him panic.

Hei Yao's legs were raised again, and he pushed in deeply. Hei Yao's body was violently impacted, and his back was paralyzed. He could only arch his body uncomfortably, covered his face with his arms, and moaned vaguely, Confused and blurred...

Hei Yao was tossed and tossed and tossed for a long time, the scorching heat that continued to enter and exit his body was finally satisfied, his buttocks were sticky, but he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to close his upper legs, and he closed his red and swollen eyes , breathing hard in Hei Yao's wide and naked arms with half-open mouth.

Covering the pointed and small face with big hands, brushing away the messy hair on it, Ding Yiluo turned his head to keep Hei Yao from moving, protesting weakly.

Hei Yao didn't force him any more, the hand stroking Ding Yiluo slowly slid down the neck, "There are scars here..."

Ding Yiluo knew what the scars Hei Yao was talking about, felt uncomfortable, and struggled to turn over, wanting to get up and leave.

But I didn't expect that the legs that had been "worked" for a long time were not strong at all. As soon as they touched the fluffy carpet, they fell to the ground powerlessly.

This knock was perfect, the viscous white liquid between the buttocks flowed down the white and tender thighs with the shock, not to mention how rotten it was.

Ding Yiluo blushed in embarrassment, struggled a few times and found that his legs were still too weak to get up normally, so he didn't want to be proud at all, he raised his hand and fumbled for his shirt, put it on casually, and slowly got up while leaning on the wall, anyway Things have come to such a point that he and Hei Yao probably won't have a chance to see each other again. While leaning on the wall to get up tremblingly, he still doesn't forget