How about being each other's scumbags?

From the day Xie Zhiwei attempted to kill Xie Jiao, they hadn't had sex for a long time.

If Xie Jiao didn't mention it, Xie Zhiwei would naturally not take the initiative again.However, today Xie Jiao's attitude was very firm, he threw Xie Zhiwei directly on the bed in the bedroom.

If Xie Jiao doesn't want to punish Xie Zhiwei, the foreplay is still very gentle. For example, at this moment, he gently took off the clothes on Xie Zhiwei's body, then lowered his head, and kissed Xie Zhiwei lingeringly.

Xie Zhiwei was dizzy from being kissed. He was reluctant at first, but soon realized that even if he was unwilling, Xie Jiao would not give him a chance to refuse. In this case, it is better to take the initiative and make yourself a little more comfortable. some.

Kissing and kissing, Xie Zhiwei felt something was wrong, he found that at some point all his clothes were gone, but Xie Jiao was still fully clothed.

"Why don't you take it off?" Xie Zhiwei asked dissatisfied.

"..." Xie Jiao stroked Xie Zhiwei's waist with his palm, but did not answer.

"Speak." Xie Zhiwei was a little unhappy.

Xie Jiao's breathing was a bit heavy, and there was no expression on his face. After a while, he said in a low voice: "It's ugly."

"What?" Xie Zhiwei didn't understand the meaning of Xie Jiao's words for a moment.

However, Xie Jiao's next action quickly gave Xie Zhiwei the answer. Xie Jiao got up slowly, took off the trousers and long coat he was wearing - a hideous scar spread all over his waist His originally smooth thighs, the red flesh of a different color from his skin, looked particularly terrifying.

Xie Zhiwei understood the meaning of Xie Jiao's words - he didn't kill Xie Jiao, but it didn't mean he couldn't hurt him. This incomparably hideous wound was the trace Xie Zhiwei left on Xie Jiao. So far, Xie Jiao also fully understands that soft-hearted emotions are meaningless to Xie Zhiwei.

Although it had been several months, the scald marks were still very obvious, even more striking than the scars from the operation on Xie Zhiwei's leg - these marks almost covered the entire right thigh of Xie Jiao.

As Xie Jiao said, it was really ugly.

Xie Zhiwei looked at the scar, stretched out his hand involuntarily, and carefully touched it with his index finger. There was no pity in his eyes, let alone guilt: "It still hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." He said it didn't hurt, but he didn't recover, but Xie Jiao didn't plan to continue this topic with Xie Zhiwei, because every time he saw the wound on his leg, he would think of the time when Xie Zhiwei wanted to kill him His expression—cold, vicious, looking at him as if looking at something dirty.

Xie Zhiwei didn't know what to say, he wanted to comfort Xie Jiao and say some soft words, but he couldn't say these words when he got to his mouth - he felt it was hypocritical.

"That's why." Xie Zhiwei slowly asked a question he had been curious about all along: "Why didn't you kill me?"

Xie Jiao looked at Xie Zhiwei quietly, he stared at Xie Zhiwei's pale and thin body, and said lightly: "Do you think I don't want to?"——I want to kill you more than anyone else, but I can't do it no matter what arrive.

Hearing this, Xie Zhiwei suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette. Ever since Xie Jiao started looking at him, he hadn't given him a cigarette. His addiction to cigarettes should have been getting smaller and smaller, but now, Xie Zhiwei wanted to smoke. Incredible.

"I won't do it." Xie Zhiwei said, "I want to smoke."

"But I want to do it." Xie Jiao said slowly: "And you can't smoke."

"Okay, you can do it." Xie Zhiwei covered his face with his arms and stopped looking at Xie Jiao. He really didn't believe that Xie Jiao would be interested in doing this.

But Xie Zhiwei obviously underestimated Xie Jiao's determination.

Little by little, inch by inch, Xie Jiao skillfully aroused Xie Zhiwei's desire, he kissed Xie Zhiwei's body lingeringly, and then slowly entered Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Zhiwei didn't have much strength in his legs, so he could only hang down weakly, but his breath also became heavy.

Xie Jiao bit Xie Zhiwei's ear and rubbed Xie Zhiwei's hair with his hand: "Hey, do you like it?"

Xie Zhiwei didn't answer at all, his eyes were a little loose, but he couldn't help but stare at the eye-catching scar on Xie Jiao's thigh from the corner of his eye. He seemed to see Xie Jiao in the kitchen struggling to get up, trying to turn off the fire source but He knocked over the pot of boiling water feebly, and the scalding water flowed down the trousers, sticking the trousers and flesh together.

Then one blister after another appeared on the originally smooth skin... In the end, such a scar was left.

Xie Zhiwei has no position to sympathize with Xie Jiao, because he is the instigator.If he really fell in love with Xie Jiao, probably Xie Jiao would be a perfect lover.

It's a pity, it's a pity, Xie Zhiwei doesn't know what love is, what compromise and dedication are in his life, he has only tasted the taste of plunder in his life.

No language, no communication, Xie Zhiwei, whose eyes were scattered, was like a fish in a frying pan. Xie Jiao kept turning his body over and over again. In the end, he hung his head powerlessly, and was held in Xie Jiao's arms and teased vigorously. with.

In the confusion, Xie Zhiwei could vaguely hear a crying voice, and the man said: "Xie Zhiwei, can you give me some hobbies?"——that tone, that voice, was almost the same as crying and begging him in the previous life Xie Jiao is exactly the same.

However, when Xie Zhiwei came back to his senses, what he saw was Xie Jia's expression as cold as ice, and sweat was streaming down Xie Jiao's cheeks. He saw Xie Zhiwei looking over, and smiled softly. He said: "Xie Zhiwei ,Do you like it?"

Xie Zhiwei opened his mouth, but could only spit out a feeble moan.

Seeing Xie Zhiwei's weak appearance, Xie Jiao slowly stretched out his hand to hold Xie Zhiwei's neck, his eyes were like ice, but his hands were slowly exerting force, gradually cutting off the oxygen Xie Zhiwei breathed.

Xie Zhiwei realized Xie Jiao's movement, but he had no strength to stop him. He slowly supported Xie Jiao's hand with his hand, and then let out a hoarse cry: "Brother..."

It was this "brother" that made Xie Jiao relax instantly.

The corner of Xie Zhiwei's mouth, however, faintly evoked a strange arc—he was finally convinced at this moment that Xie Jiao really loved him, even if he did something unforgivable, Xie Jiao would not be willing to kill him ...

In the end, Xie Jiao didn't make any more moves, but bit Xie Zhiwei hard.

Xie Zhiwei closed his eyes and passed out in a daze.

The next day, Xie Zhiwei woke up naturally.After waking up, he was surprised to find that his body hadn't been cleaned up, and some parts still contained the liquid left by Xie Jiao.

As for Xie Jiao, he had long since disappeared.

Xie Zhiwei walked to the bed with difficulty, picked up the crutches, and went directly into the toilet naked.

Xie Jiao showed no mercy yesterday, but today Xie Zhiwei was covered in bruises all over his body, and there were still some white dry marks on the inside of his thighs, and he knew what it was at a glance.

With a gloomy face, Xie Zhiwei filled the bathtub with water and took a thorough bath.

After taking a shower, Xie Zhiwei went to find some clean clothes to change into. He walked down the stairs slowly on crutches, went to the refrigerator to find some food, and then turned on the TV.

In fact, in normal times, Xie Zhiwei seldom saw news about Xie Jiao on TV.The Xie family members are relatively low-key, unless necessary, they rarely appear in front of the media, and because of this, they are rarely widely known by the public.

But today was an exception, as soon as Xie Zhiwei turned on the TV, he saw Xie Jiao.

Yes, Xie Jiao—he was wearing a gray windbreaker, and he was holding a blond foreign beauty by his arm. The two looked eager, and Xie Jiao even had a rare smile on his face.

"..." Xie Zhiwei took a sip of milk and looked at it for a while, only to realize that today is the day when the acquisition of a large organization under the Xie family passed. This acquisition did not happen in the original world. Obviously, it was because of the foresight brought by Xie Jiao's rebirth experience.

Watching the interview on TV, Xie Zhiwei suddenly felt extremely boring, and the woman beside Xie Jiao also became extremely obtrusive.

If Xie Zhiwei guessed correctly, the woman beside Xie Jiao should be related to his mother.

Xie Jiao's mother, a woman named Zhu Qiangwei in Chinese, has never had a sense of existence in her previous life. When Xie Jiao was imprisoned by Xie Zhiwei, she didn't even say a word to Xie Jiao—as if their family followed a rule , the weak prey on the strong, and the loser has never had a say.

Xie Zhiwei thought about it for a while, and suddenly found that besides Xu Zhishan, there was really no normal person around him.

Lin Ruyun, Xie An, Xie Jiao, and Xie Zhiwei's group of friends are almost all tied together because of interests, only icing on the cake, never giving charcoal in the snow.

So if you think about it this way, Xie Jiao, who wants to say that he loves him all his life, has become a different kind?

Xie Zhiwei thought about it, and his mood became even worse. Then he looked at Xie Jiao who was smiling on the TV, and with a "touch", he threw the unfinished milk carton into the trash can.

"Fuck you." Holding the remote control, Xie Zhiwei limped back to the bedroom and turned off the TV. To be honest, he was really curious about which woman Xie Jiao would marry.

As if to confirm Xie Zhiwei's guess, Xie Jiao, who always came back for dinner, called back in the afternoon, saying that he would not be back because of something, and asked Xie Zhiwei to have dinner by himself.

Although Xie Jiao sent someone to deliver the dinner to the door, Xie Zhiwei didn't have any appetite at all, not only had no appetite, but also felt an inexplicable anger.

"What kind of dishes are there?" Xie Zhiwei yelled at Xu Ji in a rare way: "Don't you know that I don't eat onions? How can I eat so many onions in the soup?"

"Young master." Xu Ji, who delivered the meal, was not in a hurry, but said with a smile, "Eldest young master will be back soon."

Xie Zhiwei didn't speak, just didn't move his chopsticks, and looked at the table full of dishes and let out a cold snort.

"Young master, you will be angry if you don't eat." Xu Ji said softly.

"You are wrong." Xie Zhiwei said coldly.

"What?" Xu Ji didn't respond for a while.

"He's not the young master." Xie Zhiwei said, "It's the big master!"