Slag Reconstruction System

Xiao Han pursed his lips, "You are fierce to me." He stopped moving, his eyes covered with mist.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Qin Zheng almost turned his back angrily, "What do you think about me, do I want to obediently be fucked by you?"

Now he's going to be killed, he's the victim, okay?What is this kid doing with that expression?

After being scolded by him, the boy shrank his shoulders, and the fog in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

"You still bully me in your dream."

He complained faintly, Xiao Han didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, and went straight to pick his pants.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Qin Zheng watched him take off his pants without saying a word, and his panicked voice was a little out of tune.

Xiao Han glanced at him, "Fuck you."

His legs kept kicking back and forth, wanting to kick the person on him away, but Xiao Han, who was drunk, was surprisingly strong. Seeing that Qin Zheng was not cooperating, he pursed his red lips and grabbed Qin Zheng. The belt on Zheng's trousers was pulled out, and his hands were tied to the head of the bed.

Only then did Qin Zheng realize that Xiao Han was serious.

In a sense, Qin Zheng is not a bullying guy. No matter how he bullies Xiao Han, the other party will not let out a fart. Now Xiao Han obviously has the upper hand. Oil.

So he swallowed, and lowered his voice to coax: "Don't do stupid things, you can't force yourself to do this kind of thing, what kind of lubricating oil should you use, otherwise it will be uncomfortable."

Xiao Han got up from him and looked at him quietly with downcast eyes.

Thinking that he had a chance to persuade him, Qin Zheng was overjoyed, and continued to coax him: "Why don't you let me go, let's go buy condoms and lubricating oil together, and take a couple's bath by the way?"

"..."

Xiao Han didn't speak, just glanced at him silently, then got up and walked to the side, opened the drawer and fiddled with something.

Poor Qin Zheng had his hands tied to the iron frame at the head of the bed, so he could only turn his head and stare at the boy's back, and asked by the way, "What are you doing?"

"found it."

Xiao Han said something happily, then turned around, holding a brand new pack of Du Lei Si and a bottle of... baby lotion in his hand.

puff--

Xiao Han looked at the things in his hand and almost vomited blood.

In fact, he bought that box of Durex himself, just to use it on a girl one day.As for the bottle of baby cream, it belongs to Xiao Han. His skin is relatively sensitive, and sometimes he puts on a layer when he is allergic, and it is quite effective.

Xiao Han grinned, walked happily in front of the disheveled Qin Zheng, and held up the two things in his hands like offering treasures.

"We don't need to go out to buy, there are ready-made ones."

The drunken boy's face was flushed, as if he had powdered it, and his eyes became clearer because of his desire. Qin Zheng was speechless for a while.

At this time, the teenager is obviously more open than usual, no, it should be said that he is too open.He took off all his clothes in front of Qin Zheng, and crawled over naked. The thing between his legs was like a sharpened sword.

Qin Zheng blinked, his eyes were about to pop out.

In the past, Xiao Han served him. He has never recognized the fact so nakedly and intuitively like now——Xiao Han's male size is very large.

It's really unrecognizable, he looks skinny and almost malnourished, but he didn't expect to have this size, especially the size when he was excited, it was exaggerated to an astonishing degree.

Seeing Qin Zheng looking straight at him, Xiao Han subconsciously crossed his legs, and the blush on his face deepened.

He lowered his head to untie the condom, and the technique was not proficient. It took him nearly 3 minutes to put the condom on.

While Xiao Han was wearing the condom, Qin Zheng started to use this kind of rhetoric to disgust him in order not to be caught by that.

"Don't mess around, I have constipation."

Xiao Han glanced at Qin Zheng's naked body, "It's okay, I can help you out."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and just as Qin Zheng was about to continue disgusting him, he saw the young man looking down at his lower body, feeling a little distressed, "The condom is too small, and the hoop hurts a bit."

"..."

Qin Zheng bought it according to his own size. When Xiao Han said this inadvertently, he blushed suddenly, "It's not too small, okay? Yours isn't too big either."

He started talking nonsense.

No, this is not a question of who is older and who is younger.

"Do you know that you are committing a crime?" He widened his eyes.

Xiao Han glanced at him shyly and timidly, and pressed his legs up regardless of his resistance, so as to plan his next actions.

"I'm dreaming now, I'm not afraid." He lowered his voice, "Besides, the current law only protects women, and they won't go to jail."

"..."

"It may hurt a little, you bear with it first."

Xiao Han squeezed the body lotion on all at once, and then planned to force his way.

Qin Zheng's face was pale, feeling the unspeakable pain coming from the gang, he opened his mouth and gasped, and began to curse again: "You... ss... Perverted faggot, you caught up with me today, believe it or not Cut that thing of yours... off and feed it to the dogs."

"Shit, bastard, why don't you go when you like to stir up shit so much... ah..."

He let out a scream, blood had already been seen on the blood.

When Xiao Han saw it, he was also a little scared. Could it be that he would bleed in his dreams?

It's just that his body was surrounded by tight and hot touch, he couldn't help lifting his waist, and heard Qin Zheng scream again.

Qin Zheng didn't want to scream, but it was too fucking painful. Seeing that his ass was about to bleed like a river, he temporarily put aside his masculine pride and discussed with him: "I can use my mouth for you... , like you did to me."

After struggling to finish this sentence, he found that Xiao Han stopped and continued to push forward, and he added a little hurriedly: "It's really comfortable, more comfortable than this."

This proposal moved Xiao Han's heart a little. It was too tight there, and he was really in pain now.

While hesitating, he slowly backed away from Qin Zheng's side, his eyes sparkling, "What you said is true?"

"Really, it's more real than real gold and silver." Qin Zheng had no choice but to answer like this.

He would rather serve him with his mouth than to be served by that. Besides, Xiao Han often did it for him in the past, but this time it was him, so it would be considered even.

Anyway, after this time, he will never have any contact with Xiao Han again!

And of course, give him a good beating.

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There was a gentle and even breathing sound from beside him, and Qin Zheng stared at the ceiling in the dark, feeling rather hopeless.

He actually used his mouth just now, no, he can't think about it anymore, he wants to forget everything that happened tonight.

His mouth was numb, his jaw was about to dislocate, and because his hands were still not untied, he could only maintain this posture to lift the corpse.

Turning his head with great effort, staring at someone who was sleeping soundly, Qin Zheng gritted his teeth.

Tomorrow, tomorrow he must avenge the shame of today!

……

The next day, Qin Zheng was awakened by a frightened cry.

He opened his eyes very dissatisfied, "What's the noise, didn't you see that I was sleeping?"

After seeing Xiao Han with a shocked expression, he looked at his tied hands again, and everything that happened last night came back to his head.

What the hell!

"Still untie the belt on my hand?" He was surprisingly calm, only slightly pulling his wrist.

Qin Zheng came back to his senses, and when his eyes fell on the stitches all over Qin Zheng's body, he blushed and quickly lowered his head.

He silently untied the belt for the other party, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Could it be that last night they...

Putting the untied belt on the head of the bed, Xiao Han looked at Qin Zheng's expressionless red wrist, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Last night, we—"

--boom.

Qin Zheng punched violently and hit the young man's face heavily.

Xiao Han was stunned by this punch, and his left cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, even involving his left eye, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"Last night was fun, right? Do you want to have more fun?" Qin Zheng gave him a sideways look, and kicked Xiao Han directly.

Fortunately, both of them were on the bed, and he didn't wear shoes. The power of this kick was not fully exerted, but it was enough for Xiao Han to drink a pot.

After all, in addition to playing basketball, Qin Zheng would also play football with the school football team. The strength under his feet is not covered.

"Cough cough."

Xiao Han covered his kicked stomach, his whole body bent into a shrimp, and cold sweat filled his forehead densely.

Qin Zheng put on his trousers neatly, walked up to the boy with his upper body bare, looked down at him condescendingly, and said in a cold tone, "From now on, we are no longer friends, if you dare to come here, I will hit you every time I see you .

After finishing speaking, he crossed his arms and said, "I'll give you 3 minutes, put on your clothes and get out of here."

Xiao Han lowered his head, his slanted bangs covered the corners of his eyes, and he was so quiet that he seemed to blend into the background wall.

He is very thin, with small arms and thin legs, and I don't know how he has such strange strength.

Thinking of himself being pinned down by Xiao Han when he was taller and stronger than him, Qin Zheng's face flashed with anger, and he said aggressively: "Why, do you still want to stay here? If you don't wear clothes, I don't mind letting you go out like this." Anyway, it was himself who ran naked.

With a snap, a bean-sized tear dripped from Xiao Han's swollen left eye and hit the back of his hand, followed by another drop.

In the next second, teardrops, like beads with a broken thread, rushed out of the owner's eye sockets.

Xiao Han didn't wipe it either, letting his tears stain a corner of the bed sheet.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the sunlight poured in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a white gleam on the young man's thin and white back.

The weather is so good today, it should have been a pleasant weekend.

Thinking wildly, Qin Zheng sighed, walked to Xiao Han's side, twitched and handed over the tissue, "Don't cry."

After all, the two have known each other for so long, no matter what the relationship is, there is always a little friendship.

Xiao Han sniffed, took the tissue, wiped away his tears and asked eagerly, "Last night—"

"We were all drunk last night." Qin Zheng interrupted.

He hoped that it would be best for Xiao Han not to remember anything.

The teenager listened, his lips moved slightly.

Although he was drunk last night, he still had some vague memories. It turned out that all this was not his dream.

He raised his head and stared at Qin Zheng with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Qin Zheng scolded himself for being soft-hearted, and said, "Does your body still hurt?"

Shaking his head, Xiao Han whispered: "It doesn't hurt anymore." After speaking, his voice became softer, "What about you?" He vaguely remembered that he almost got in.

"What me—" Qin Zheng stopped in time, blushing and roaring thickly, "No."

Shrinking his shoulders, Xiao Han nodded silently.

After being quiet for a while, he asked again: "After that, can we still be friends?"

Qin Zheng didn't answer, and his tone was much better than at the beginning, "Get dressed."

His own mood at the moment is extremely complicated. In the final analysis, he is a double standard.In the past, Xiao Han was willing to do things for him, and he was also happy to enjoy it, but now it is his turn, so he is not happy.Now he has calmed down, if he broke with Xiao Han just because of what happened last night, it would seem that he is too imposing.

Of course, at first Xiao Han was thinking about his ass, but he didn't succeed, so let's just let it go.

After thinking about this, Qin Zheng raised his head, and his expression was not as indifferent as before.

He watched Xiao Han get dressed, walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Forget it, let's forget about what happened last night. From now on—" he paused, and said slowly, "Don't do that for me anymore, let's be real good brothers."

real buddy...

Xiao Han stared at him blankly for a long time before blinking, his expression blanked in an instant.

……

Xing Wufeng opened his eyes with some headaches, his brain twitched and tensed.

It was still early at this time, but he didn't feel sleepy.

Why do I keep dreaming about Xiao Han frequently recently?He frowned in confusion, yawned lazily, dressed simply, opened the door and went out.

The faint fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, he sniffed, his legs subconsciously walked in the direction of the fragrance of flowers.

Passing through the dense forest, the man paused, his eyes reflected the large peach blossom forest in front of him.

The breeze blew, and the pink and white petals fell down like a mighty peach blossom rain.

The world in this book is really miraculous. In one night, peach blossoms bloomed all over the back mountain, embellishing the cold and lonely Lingyun Peak with spring.

Peach blossoms that can bloom in winter?

interesting.

Xing Wufeng brushed away the oblique branches blocking the way, and walked towards the peach blossom forest.

When he got closer, he realized that someone was already here.

The shadow of the sword fluttered, and the young man in white clothes was holding a branch of peach blossom in his hand, practicing sword among the fragrant and beautiful peach blossoms. His clothes brushed his blue hair, and his hairband accidentally fell to the ground without a sound.

Just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, a familiar figure came out of the corner of his eyes. The young man straightened up, and said in a clear and clear voice, "Master."

Xing Wufeng came back to his senses, nodded slightly, and walked towards him.

When his right foot was about to step on the white jade headband, the man stopped, paused slightly, and bent down to pick it up, and the boy also bent down at this time.

The fingertips of the two touched together.

Xing Wufeng was taken aback, and was about to withdraw his hand when the young man suddenly grabbed his hand, stopping his movement.

The boy's hands were delicate and soft, with a hint of coolness. The man was taken aback and looked up at him.

The young man in sight smiled slightly, his eyes were clear and shallow, and his voice was clear and pleasant like gurgling water.

"Master, can I bother you to tie my hair? There is no bronze mirror here, so it's inconvenient for me."

The author has something to say: This is the second time it has been locked, and I will write about Qingshui and Roumo in the future. . .heart tired~