The days when I was forced to live with gentle scum

Cypress wanted to break his head but didn't understand why things turned out like that in the end.

Yuan Qingye first said that his hands were inconvenient, and if he wanted to help him take a bath, just wash it, but after washing and washing, he found that Yuan Qingye didn't seem to be simply bathing him, but was more like groping him.

But Yuan Qingye's expression was very serious, it didn't seem like that at all, he thought he was overthinking, but he didn't expect Yuan Qingye to take off his clothes and say to wash him together after washing his hair and rubbing his body.

He also said that he rubbed his back for himself, so he had to rub his back as well.

The cypresses are stunned, isn't he an injured patient?Why do you have to rub Yuan Qingye's back?In the end, guess what Yuan Qingye said, people said that you still have one hand, just rub it a little, you don't need to use too much force.

Although... Although he was quite happy in his heart, he just felt that something was not right.

It wasn't until he rubbed and caught a glimpse of Yuan Qingye's thing that he realized what was wrong. Yuan Qingye was hard!

After that, things got out of control after that, and the scene changed from a simple bath to pornographic waste, and he and Yuan Qingye completed a mutual masturbation.

When he woke up the next day, there was no one at home. Yuan Qingye probably went to work. After a while, Yuan Qingye's assistant came over, brought food to Baishu, and left him his contact information , Said to call him if there is a problem.

The disabled Cypress tree has no hands, can't play games, and has no recreational activities. He can only sit in the living room and watch TV. He is lying on the sofa, watching and starting to feel sleepy. When he fell into a drowsy sleep, He heard the door open.

All his consciousness came back in an instant. He thought it was Yuan Qingye who had returned, but when he got up from the sofa, he saw a tall man wearing a hat and mask. Bai Shu thought it was a thief at first, but after he looked at it, he felt not like.

No thief would dress so well, with a white T-shirt, a red plaid shirt, and light khaki cropped pants, and as the man took off his hat and mask, Cypress found that he was also good-looking, with particularly fair skin.

The man bends down to change his slippers, and his movements are smooth and natural, just like his own home.

Cypress couldn't hold back and asked, "You are?"

The man obviously didn't expect that there was another person in the house, so he took a step back in fright, and the hat in his hand fell to the ground. He let out two big breaths, frowned and said angrily, "Are you a ghost? You came out suddenly Sound, do you want to scare people to death?"

Bai Shu was about to laugh angrily, "You broke into other people's houses without authorization, and you still have the face to call me scary? Do you know that I can call the police and arrest you!"

Han Zixia glanced at the cypress tree, and smiled ironically, "Someone else's house? Do you really consider this your own home? What kind of face can you say such a thing? Could it be that Mr. Yuan gave it to you?"

Bai Shu raised his eyebrows when he heard Mr. Yuan. It seems that this man should know Yuan Qingye, is he a friend of Yuan Qingye?He suppressed his displeasure because of the man's rudeness, and explained, "If you want to find Yuan Qingye, then he is not at home now."

Han Zixia sat on the sofa, stared at the cypress tree aggressively for a long time, and then said, "But you are a little younger, and I don't know what Mr. Yuan likes you. Let me tell you, don't think that you are special, but you are just a It's just a bed partner, what are you proud of!"

Cypress: "..."

Did this man treat him as Yuan Qingye's bed partner?What kind of bloody unfolding is this?Could it be that he is Yuan Qingye's target?That's not right, the day he met Yuan Qingye at the bar, Yuan Qingye himself said that he had no girlfriend.

Then what's the matter with this man's tone like catching rape?It's like the old lady in the main house warned the maid who climbed on her bed.

"I don't think I'm special, but I don't think you are special." Cypress is not a master who is afraid of people, this man has said so about him, if he can bear it, he is not Cypress.

He can be sure that this man is definitely not Yuan Qingye's target. If Yuan Qingye can fall in love with this kind of guy, he can write his name upside down!

"What are you talking about!" Han Zixia was irritated by Bai Shu's words, and his face suddenly became fierce, "Don't think that you are just dishing up food when you slept in Mr. Yuan's bed. There are too many people who have slept in Mr. Yuan's bed. Just because you are missing an arm and a broken leg, you still want to leave a place in his heart? Dreaming!"

Han Zixia is a little-known [-]th-line artist. He met Yuan Qingye at a wine bureau, climbed into Yuan Qingye's bed, and got a lot of resources after that. He followed Yuan Qingye for more than a year, and deeply loved Yuan Qingye fascinated.

He hasn't seen Yuan Qingye for a while, and he knows that Yuan Qingye has other lovers outside, but he is deeply involved in it, and he feels that he is special, after all, no one can stay with Yuan Qingye for such a long time.

He rushed through all the announcements this time just to come to see Yuan Qingye and to surprise Yuan Qingye, but he didn't expect that there were other people in this house!

Cypress knew that people like Yuan Qingye would have many lovers around him. If he was not passionate, he would not have slept with him so easily in the bar back then, but he had never seen anyone else except Tang Tang. Someone came straight to the door!

It's one thing to know in his heart, but it's another to hear it with his own ears. He knows that this is Yuan Qingye's private life, and he is not someone from Yuan Qingye, so he has no position to care about these things.

But he couldn't help it, he liked Yuan Qingye, so he was very jealous, so facing Han Zixia's viciousness, he became even more angry, with thorns all over his body, "I think it's more appropriate for you to tell yourself this. ? I lived here anyway, what about you? Which onion are you? "

Han Zixia was in a hurry. Although he was an [-]th-line artist before, he was becoming popular step by step after Yuan Qingye gave him resources. It was the first time that anyone around him didn't give him some face. Arrogant, as soon as he got angry, he directly slapped the cypress tree.

Cypress was dizzy from the slap, and didn't react for a moment. Since he was a child, no one had ever slapped him in the face. His brother had never slapped him in the face. What kind of onion is this man, he dared to slap him? He slaps?

Who is Cypress?A teenager who just graduated from high school.

It's not that he has never done a fight in school, his brother even sent him to learn self-defense, since someone else started it first, how can he bear it?

Of course Bai Shu couldn't bear it, even though he only had one hand, he still stepped forward to fight Han Zixia.

When Yuan Qingye returned home and opened the door, what he saw was the scene of a young boy fighting with someone.

Han Zixia was already unkempt at this time, without the slightest refinement, his face was bruised and purple, and the cypress tree was not much better, with vegetables and blood on his face.

Seeing Yuan Qingye appearing, Han Zixia burst into tears, and moved towards him crying, "Mr. Yuan, he's gone too far. I just said I came to find you, so he hit me."

Bai Shu was so pissed off by this shameless behavior, he had never seen such a shameless person!

Yuan Qingye didn't look at Han Zixia. He had been staring at the cypress tree since he entered the door. Now that Han Zixia had finished speaking, he asked him expressionlessly, "Is that so?"

Cypress was already wronged, but when Yuan Qingye said this, he became even more wronged, sourness quickly appeared in his eyes, and seeing tears were about to fall, he wiped his face fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "He Believe what you say, are you a fool! Make a conclusion without asking, people like you must be a fool in ancient times!"