Self-cultivation of fast-traveling cheap shou

Lin Mao woke up around noon on the third day. He only moved his body slightly, and there were bursts of piercing pain in every part of his body. The pain went straight to the cerebral cortex, and he almost stopped breathing for a long time. meeting.

Especially the overused part of the lower body, I don't know if this skin is too fragile, or Han Xiao's object is too big and too hard, compared with the cut wounds everywhere, it is obvious that the hidden part has been severely torn It made him feel more pain.

The body has been cleaned and gauze is also bandaged. A needle is inserted in the back of the right hand, which is connected to the infusion bottle on the side.

Lying on his back without moving, it's not that he doesn't want to move, there is no problem with his will, but this skin is too badly injured.Lin Mao opened his eyes and stared at the light brown ceiling above. About an hour later, footsteps came from the door. Lin Mao's neck turned sideways, his eyes rolled, and he looked behind the door.

A middle-aged man in dark clothes came in, about 40 years old, with a cold expression on his face, somewhat similar to the woman who gave him an enema that day.Most of them were Han Xiao's people. The corners of Lin Mao's mouth twitched. Han Xiao should not be there, so he was too lazy to waste extra energy on irrelevant npcs.

The young man on the bed was too quiet, which surprised the housekeeper for a while. Normal people, regardless of whether their sexual orientation is biased or not, as long as they are treated so cruelly and violently by others, it is good not to be crazy, at least they should be emotional and make a fuss Three days and five days.But the young man didn't, he was as quiet as a doll, if it wasn't for the sparkle in his eyes, not for being like those crazy people, he might have really thought he was being abused.

The butler entered the room with the lunch in his hand, went to Lin Mao's bedside, and carefully helped him up, trying not to touch any injured parts of him on the way.Han Xiao was merciful and didn't scratch Lin Mao's back. If that was the case, he would have to sit down.

What was delivered was only a bowl of porridge, and with Lin Mao's current physical condition, he could only eat liquid food.Lin Mao's hands were wrapped in thick gauze and he couldn't move, so the housekeeper held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, and fed Lin Mao bite by bite.

Lin Mao was also very cooperative, and soon a bowl of porridge was exhausted.

The housekeeper cleaned up the bowls and spoons and was about to go out, when the young man in the bed suddenly said thank you to him.

The butler stopped moving for a moment, turned his back, walked out of the room quickly, and closed the door tightly by the way.

The liquid in the bottle was slowly infused. The butler came in halfway and pulled out the needle. He still didn’t say a word. He came in quickly as if he didn’t exist, and went out quickly. Lin Mao’s body was still weak, and he fell into a drowsy sleep after a while. past.

At night, at an unknown time, he was woken up in pain.

The incomplete posterior acupoint was filled with a hard object, and the fragile mucous membrane of the inner wall was scratched again. There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Lin Mao opened his eyes, and saw a magnified handsome face in front of him. He lowered his eyes. , Seeing a swollen and thick evil root coming in and out of his body, this situation is what he hates the most, sex is happening, he wants to strip his soul, it is useless.The skin was indeed not his, and the pain he felt was basically tolerable, but under non-acting conditions, being under others, this kind of absolute weakness and unable to resist made him feel very uncomfortable.

But it’s okay to be unhappy, he still remembers his role, knows when to do what and when not to do.Fortunately, Han Xiao didn't turn on the light, otherwise his gaze just now was enough to make the other party suspicious.

Lin Mao lowered his eyes, restrained his inappropriate emotions, and quickly re-entered the role.

Looking up again, Lin Mao's black eyes were full of pain and despair.

His voice was hoarse, and there were only a few words back and forth, no, I am in pain, please stop.

Han Xiao's shadow blow to him may not be cleared in this life. He is gay and likes men, but he never expected that his first time would happen in such a tragic way.

Han Xiao performed the last ferocious deep stab in a quick twitch, and then squeezed the red cherry on Lin Mao's chest to pour all his semen into his body.

When the ejaculation stopped, Han Xiao didn't quit immediately, he still buried his penis in the warm hole, it was hot and tight inside, after being fucked hard by him for so long, it was still the same as before, so, don't doubt anymore, this The body exists for him.

What an interesting event, what an interesting person.

Han Xiao leaned over, driving the hard object buried in the hole to enter a little bit more, the person under him let out a barely audible gasp, and there were suppressed sobs, Han Xiao wrapped his arms around the young man's naked waist, and pulled the person Hug up.

The lower bodies of the two were still connected. In this tight posture, Han Xiao wrapped the young man's straight and slender legs around his crotch, then got up and got out of the bed. This situation caused the young man's whole body weight to fall on the joint between the two. As a result, the hard objects buried deep entered an unprecedented depth.Han Xiao walked to the door and turned on the light. Under the light, he stared deeply at the young man who was being penetrated by him. The latter's head was drooping weakly, and the slender eyelashes cast a thin shadow on the lower eyelid. The neck was exposed to the air, with a sense of poignancy that made the index finger move, his lower lip was bitten by himself, bloody and bloody, and tears dripped down his face.

Some wounds opened during the violent action, blood seeped into the gauze, and the blood made Han Xiao's desire even higher. He carried the man to the window, put the man on the window sill, and started a new round of beating .

Little Yellow Book was floating in mid-air, seeing Lin Mao's sullen face, his pupils constricted, his whole soul radiated cold air.

"Has this been mentioned in the plot? Han Xiao has serious violent tendencies?"

--Did not mention!

"Why then?"

——No mention doesn’t mean no.

"Heh, is the law of the world making trouble again?"

--no.

"That……"

——I don't know either, there is no response from the law side.

Lin Mao looked at the pure meat scene that was still being performed at the window over there, and turned back to sit on the wooden bench. He has experienced five novel worlds and perfectly interpreted five different identities and personalities. This time should be no exception. , he will finish playing well, and then go to the next world smoothly.

This is beyond doubt and irrefutable.

This night lasted from complete darkness to light, and as a result, Lin Mao developed a high fever and was in a daze. He didn't know whether it was day or night, and his wound was repeatedly inflamed. He lay on the bed for nearly half a month. As for his body, he lost a lot of weight without taking too much water, his jaw was shockingly sharp, and it took him a long time to respond to talking to him.This time, he was really about to become an obedient puppet who seldom thinks.

But even so, Han Xiao still didn't let him go, and under the advice of his family doctor, he reduced the frequency of sex, but every time he did it, Lin Mao couldn't get out of bed for three days.

Han Xiao raised Lin Mao in his private house and made it his private plaything. He would also let Lin Mao go back to the hospital to continue working, but with just one phone call, even if Lin Mao just came out of the operating room, his feet were numb and he couldn't stand still. He rushed back to the house immediately, often forgetting to change his white coat. When he returned to Han Xiao, Han Xiao often grabbed him and pressed him on the sofa in the living room, all the way to the bathroom.Lin Mao in a white coat is very different from ordinary clothes. At least Han Xiao thinks so. One of his personal hobbies is to unbutton Lin Mao's clothes buttoned to the collar bit by bit until he is completely naked.

Han Xiao took a nude photo of Lin Mao and a sex video of the two of them. Of course, he didn't take any pictures of his own face. If these things were released, let alone the hospital work, Lin Mao could basically be crushed to death by people's words.Lin Mao had no choice but to stay by Han Xiao's side, trampled and humiliated.

Han Xiao invited a special designer to come to his home to measure Lin Mao, and then ordered a wall of exquisite and luxurious clothes in the wardrobe. Occasionally, he would take Lin Mao out, but most of them were private parties, and Lin Mao quietly played by his side. A toy that lets you go east but never west, let you lie down and never stand up.

Deprived of his freedom and dignity, he has been imprisoned by Han Xiao for more than two months, and the weather has changed from early summer to severe heat. Lin Mao is wearing a thin shirt and sitting on a stone bench by the door. A withered and yellow leaf fell from the branch, Lin Mao spread out his palm, his skin was so thin and weak that he could almost see the blue blood vessels underneath.

The butler stood aside in a well-proportioned uniform, staring at him coldly. It always meant more to monitor than to look after.

Lin Mao's parched and moulted lips were pursed lightly, and a sharp chill was gathering in his originally dull and dull eyes.

"The latest progress, and the next plot."

—— 15% in total, 40% divided into plots. Next, Han Xiao will bring Lin Mao to a birthday party of a friend, Qiao Yue, the slag Gong San. He played for two days and used a limited-edition sports car as a bargaining chip. Han Xiao didn't agree, and the two got a little stiff. Someone took Lin Mao away and left Han Xiao where he was.Qiao Yue has a penchant for deep shaking, and prefers all kinds of props. Lin Mao was severely abused by him for more than a month, and was rescued by Han Xiao later.

"...May I ask who the author is?"

——Huangliang boiled white meat is huge!

"I remember her."

——What are you doing, cheap?

"you guess!"

——Ahhh, let me tell you cheaply, this sadistic novel is a masterpiece of white flesh, you are not allowed to attack her with words.

"Which of your ears heard me attack her?"

—I heard it with both ears.

"Are you sure...you have ears?"

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little yellow book flew into the air and rushed towards Lin Mao. Lin Mao raised his hand lightly, like fanning a mosquito, and sent the little yellow book flying.

The butler beside him saw his abrupt movements, his eyes were darkened, Lin Mao tilted his head, and the evil smile on his lips was awe-inspiring.