mid laner

Ten thousand times, you can play with me. "

It's still a familiar flavor, and I feel that Xuan Qi's learning how to act like a baby does not exist, anyway, it's over if it's blunt.

"a bit?"

"Fifty?"

"Are you playing with such a big brother??? I'm really scared. What if this thing is broken?"

Xuan Qi has never tried this stuff before.

Basically, he was eager to try and felt unsafe, and he didn't seem to have that much thought about the sharp pain.But since there is Zhou Zhi, he still wants to try it. Zhou Zhi cares more about safety than he does, so nothing will happen.

A capitalized example of being seduced by desire.

Zhou Zhi was already studying the terribly flexible cane.

He bent it a bit, the resistance was not great, and the rebound was neat... It looked like it hurt.

He checked the information before, and many people are afraid of this, of course, there are not a few who like it at the same time.Abroad, it has obviously been listed as the only one. There is no rattan, and it is collectively called spanking. Rattan, except for the whip, is the younger brother. A little later, it is directly caning.

Zhou Zhi tried his left arm again, and with a little force, he lifted it up like a purlin.

... Guigui, if this is pumped on the butt, a bad feeling will be a hole.

"How about... Hey, if you want to play, otherwise?" Zhou Zhi said very tentatively.

Xuan Qi was puzzled for a moment and then suddenly realized, "Then I'll take it off."

Zhou Zhi went to pour water again, and when he came back Xuan Qi was already on the ground.Guessing that he might make money, Xuan Qi simply finished taking off, his bare calves were raised, and he sank into the bed very relaxedly.

Zhou Zhi looked at the three or five belt marks on Xuan Qi's legs that were already crimson and swollen and faintly blue, and his heart ached to death.

Xuan Qi was caught off guard by his leg being touched, his back tensed up, and then he relaxed again.

Zhou Zhi's fingers felt a little cool, and there was no strength. Although touching the scar, it felt more itchy.

"It's okay if you push hard, it doesn't hurt very much." Xuan Qi said.

Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand and poked his already swollen buttocks, and immediately stopped him, and took two seconds before he answered, "I'll go, you're playing me."

Zhou Zhi felt a little more relaxed after being made such a fuss by him.He picked up the cane and shook it, the sound of breaking the wind sounded quite scary.

"Since you want to play, let's play. I'm not completely out of fun," Zhou Zhigang said, "at least you're cute when you cry."

Xuan Qi was dissatisfied, "You just want to bully me, I usually don't k..."

When the passive skill was activated, Xuan Qi's voice was instantly silenced.

Zhou Zhi compares and draws down.A white streak was pulled out of the originally red and swollen skin, and then a brighter red mark slowly swelled up.

This process still has a certain sense of beauty, Zhou Zhi thinks so, and feels that Xuan Qi hurts so much, oh, it's really hard to see, so he's very smart.

However, a strip-like hard tool like rattan is indeed much easier to control than a belt. Zhou Zhi pumped it four or five times, and he almost found a little touch.

As soon as he had a little experience, he was immediately stolen by the big dragon mercilessly by reality——torn apart.

Xuan Qi was obviously in pain, he yelled unpreparedly, tightened the pillow with his fingers, and flicked his calf uncontrollably.

It was obviously useless to stop at this moment, Zhou Zhi thought for a while, and it was safer to "shoot down" than smoke, so he continued.

After quickly making up seven or eight times, Xuan Qi's panting voice already had a crying tone.Although it is not very heavy, the pain that accumulates quickly is still very difficult to bear.

Zhou Zhi intentionally asked him to slow down a little bit, to stop for a while.

When the count reached 25, Zhou Zhi was about to stop when Xuan Qi's hand blocked it.Fortunately, Zhou Zhi was prepared and stopped in time, otherwise it must have been a tragedy.

"Hand, put it away, is it okay to block it with your hand?"

Zhou Zhi stared at Xuan Qi and withdrew his hand, and gave him a hard blow.The effect was immediate, Xuan Qi yelled almost like weeping.

"I... didn't do it on purpose." Xuan Qi sniffled.

While talking, Zhou Zhi felt that he was here to exercise his mentality, "Is it on purpose? It's useless. Can you stop it? If I smoke it, you didn't mean it and it won't hurt?"

Xuan Qi was aggrieved for a long time, "...not in the future."

Zhou Zhi suddenly felt a little awkwardly happy, "Is your guarantee useful? Did you say you couldn't stop it last time?"

"You bullied me..." The baby felt wronged.

"Stretch out your hand." Zhou Zhi's voice was calm.

Xuan Qi was still buried in the pillow, and was shocked when he heard this. Did Zhou Zhi evolve so fast? ? ?Do you still want to play handboard? ? ?

...I have to say that Zhou Zhi still made him a little excited.

Then he looked up and saw a pair of handcuffs.

Ojbk, you city people really know how to play, Xuan Qi thought.

And stretched out his hand very straightly.

The handcuffs are made of soft leather, and Zhou Zhi confirmed that they should not break through.He carefully fastened one side, tightened it, went around the railing at the head of the bed, and adjusted the other side.

Xuan Qi tried to pull it, but felt that the problem was not serious, and there was no pressure on the wrist with force.

Zhou Zhi rubbed the back of Xuan Qi's head twice, "Be good."

Xuan Qi rolled his eyes at him, then nodded.

Zhou Zhi put in more effort when he went down, Xuan Qi had given up resisting, the tears fell completely by himself, as the pain exploded, sobs rolled out of his throat, as the chains of the handcuffs rubbed against the bed rails, his legs It was also tense.

Zhou Zhi was afraid that Xuan Qi would gasp from crying, so he stopped after ten times and stroked his back soothingly.When Xuan Qi calmed down, he only choked up a little, and then discussed with him, "There are still fifteen more, count?"

Xuan Qi wiped away his tears on the pillow, "Got it."

"Hiss...one." Xuan Qi's voice was nasal and hoarse.

The cane fell again, and the original choked sobs broke the rhythm, "Ah! It hurts...two..."

Zhou Zhi didn't stop, and continued to draw ten strokes, feeling that Xuan Qi was completely painless, and had no other thoughts.

After waiting for quite a while, Xuan Qi finally came to his senses, and vaguely reported ten.

"Woo... Eleven... Zhou Zhi, it hurts..."

Zhou Zhi felt that he was the one who wanted to cry, he just wanted to be hugged and coaxed, but the reality was that he still had to do it.

I reluctantly reported a few more numbers, and finally reached the end.

Zhou Zhi reluctantly chose a position that didn't look so miserable and took the last slap, he didn't let go of his strength, he felt that he had defeated himself.

Throwing the cane away, he uncuffed the handcuffs and hugged him.

Xuan Qi leaned on his shoulder, still weeping a little fiercely, sobbed and added, "Fifteen..."

While giving him comfort, Zhou Zhi said with a smile, "Did you let it out this time?"

Xuan Qi nodded, but did not speak.

"You don't have to be so strong, and you don't have to be bored. I know it, and everyone knows it. Who doesn't understand things like hand injuries." Zhou Zhi kissed the top of his hair, "It's okay to cry, I'm still afraid You try not to cry."

"What are you afraid of? In the wind and rain, the stadium is waiting for you."

Xuan Qi's arm tightened behind Zhou Zhi's back.

"I will definitely, LN will definitely, take you to the playoffs."

The author has something to say

My dream is to have a Huo [-] when I still want to write, but later I found out that my obsession with strange directions should have no future... Begging collections and starfish are actually not very useful for me who haven’t signed a contract and can’t make any rankings. I can only say that I will feel less lonely, and be happy by the way (. If you think it’s troublesome, just ignore me and I’ll be ok

523-527 It's okay to cry

523.

"I look like this, am I a weak chicken?" said the jungler.

The mid laner was fiddling with cotton swabs, hydrogen peroxide, iodine, and other bottles and jars, and was a little confused when he heard this sentence.

"How to say?"

"...That's right, I feel like I can't make it through."

The mid laner smiled, "Who can feel better about this matter? How big is that heart? Do you think that ad can fully accept it at the beginning? If it is more extreme, then whoever has retired can't speak well if he has something to say. Fight with the assistant?"

The jungler was stimulated by the hydrogen peroxide, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The mid laner carefully disinfected and applied medicine to the two broken wounds, and felt that he was really getting more and more proficient.

"Sad, not reconciled, why is it me? I think a professional player will have these emotions. If you feel guilty for others, and you feel sorry for yourself, then tell me, I don't think you drag me down, and I'm not afraid of these things .”

The jungler didn't know what to say, so he continued to be an ostrich.

524.

Of course the jungler knows that the mid laner will always stand by him.

But he is also afraid that if he changes, there will always be someone who will stand in a position worthy of the mid laner and the team.

As for him, he originally knew the mid laner because he played well in the game.

This is his most important thing.

He likes zz, and wants to sit next to him forever, even a little bit, and he hopes to bring good things to the mid laner.

But the reality is, he seems to be screwing everything up all the time.

The more tolerant, comforting, calm and reasonable the mid laner is, the more he cannot forgive himself.

This is no different from his life before playing professionally.

525.

The mid laner came back from the bathroom with a cold towel, and felt that the jungler was even more disappointed.

He didn't say anything, just put the towel away, and took a small blanket to cover the jungler's legs.

The comfort at this time can only make the jungler more uncomfortable.

The mid laner sterilized and stored the tools scattered on the bed one by one, washed his hands, and then lay down next to the jungler