Waiting Upon You

In order not to read the copywriting girls, Lei Dian repeats it: This is a BDSM master-slave article, Gong is standing, Shou is kneeling, they are voluntary, the author is perverted, normal people please don't read it.

PS, this article is heavier than "Online Games: I'm Not Worthy", please read it after confirming that you can accept dogslave.

PPS, after coding this article, I am determined to go back to the public direction, and then write SM chops.

Feng Hao slowly lit the incense in his hand with a lighter, then twisted it with three fingers, and inserted his hand into the incense burner in front of Second Master Guan.

He did all this with a cynical smile on his lips.

From the day when the statue of Guan Erye was erected here, those who are qualified to stand on this position are all the leaders of the Qinglong Gang.They are masters of both black and white, their power spreads all over the place, and they command thousands of subordinates, but when they worship Guan Gong, they all offer incense with both hands, respectful and respectful.

Probably only the newly appointed underworld prince dared to be so disrespectful. He worshiped gods, but he didn't believe in gods. He firmly believed that people's fate was always in their own hands.

This is a gangster Shaodong whose parents suffered a tragic accident and returnees returned to China to take over the family business. There are powerful enemies on the outside, unconvinced gang elders on the inside, and the police keep a close eye on him secretly, but he has never shown the slightest timidity. meaning.

Feng Hao went to Bixiang, turned around and walked to the hall, where two younger brothers were already waiting here, holding the trembling Ling Lang.

Feng Hao stood in the middle without saying a word, and Ling Lang felt the oppressive force completely out of line with his age, and his voice trembled unknowingly, "Young master, young master."

Feng Hao smiled slightly, "You let him go?"

"Injustice, injustice, young master, I just took a nap, who knows about the note..." Ling Lang thought of something, quickly opened his clothes and said anxiously, "Look, I was stabbed by him too!"

Feng Hao absently glanced at the blood-stained bandage wrapped around Ling Lang's abdomen, "If you tell the truth, you are useless, if you tell a lie, you are disloyal... You say, one is either useless or disloyal." What's the use of me keeping it?"

As if he didn't want to waste any more time with Ling Lang, he waved his hands at the subordinates, and his subordinates understood, holding Ling Lang's arms from left to right.

Ling Lang's face immediately changed, and he knelt down on the spot with his knees bent, "Young master, young master..."

Feng Hao flipped his hand and compared it to a stop. Ling Lang hurriedly seized the opportunity to break free from his younger brother, crawled over on his knees, and hugged Feng Hao's leg, "Master, please give me another chance..."

Feng Hao looked down at Ling Lang on the ground, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Okay," he lowered his jaw, "Get through here, and you will still be my dog."

Ling Lang's trembling body froze suddenly, unable to move like being struck by lightning. When the other people in the hall heard this sentence, they all showed sneers, waiting to see the next good show.

The expression on Ling Lang's face quickly changed several times. There were pains, conflicts, and finally he had to give in. He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and crawled towards Feng Hao's crotch...

"Ca—" the director stopped mercilessly, "How many times have I said this, the young master's expression at this time should be proud and arrogant, look at you, you have a stiff face, there is no such thing as a mafia young man who is arrogant look?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Feng Hao bowed ninety degrees, "I don't know what's wrong, I was very nervous when I got this shot."

"You, hey," the director said, "You've performed well before, so why can't you get past this one? Such a simple shot, look how many times you've been NG."

"I'm sorry," Feng Hao kept apologizing, "Maybe it's because I respect Teacher Ling too much, and I feel terrified when I think of being so rude to him."

"It's up to you how to respect you outside the film! Now it's filming! You are the boss, he is not some Ling teacher, he is one of your subordinates, you use him to show prestige to those who disagree with you, not He is offering as an idol, do you understand?"

After the director reprimanded Feng Hao, he smiled with Ling Lang again, "I'm helping newcomers enter the play, didn't I offend you?"

As early as when the director called the card, the assistant stepped forward and helped Ling Lang up from the ground, helped him pat the dust off his knees, and smoothed the wrinkles on his costume, his attentive attitude was like serving an emperor .

Ling Lang accepted all this with peace of mind, with his spine straight and his eyes fixed, no one who saw him would associate it with the man kneeling on the ground crying and begging for mercy just now.

For ordinary shots, double-digit NG is commonplace, and the actors have long been accustomed to NG.But this scene was NG seven times, and Ling Lang crawled on the ground seven times. No matter how good-tempered a person is, he would be dissatisfied. What's more, Ling Lang, a well-known iceberg star in the entertainment circle, is even more dissatisfied at this moment. It's not a good face at all.

Everyone at the scene broke into a cold sweat for Feng Hao. The most pitiful ones were those who played the younger brothers. They were obviously so nervous after the performance, but they still had a sneer on their faces. The muscles on their faces became stiff from laughing, and they recovered slowly. No, he still maintains a weird expression until now.

"Take a break." Without waiting for the director's approval, Ling Lang walked out without permission. After he had walked out of the set, the director clapped his hands helplessly, "Okay, rest for half an hour before shooting."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the air pressure would be low where Ling Lang was around, but there was no way around it. Who would let someone be a movie star? Even if his temper was directly proportional to his acting skills, it was allowed.

The staff who were close to him stepped forward and patted Feng Hao on the shoulder sympathetically. As a newcomer, he performed well in the film, and he was cheerful and humble outside the film, and he was very popular in the crew.

As for things like NG seven times, in all fairness, no one would dare to boast that Ling Lang would do this kind of thing and at the same time deal with it calmly. If it were them, I'm afraid there would be more NGs.Therefore, they sympathized with Feng Hao's difficulties, but they could only express their deep sympathy.

"What should I do, Teacher Ling must be blaming me, should I go to him and apologize?" Feng Hao's voice was full of uneasiness. It was rare for him to have such a chance to cooperate with an idol, but he treated it as too bad. way screwed up.

"I think I don't want it anymore," a staff member comforted him. "Didn't you see Ling Lang's face just now? If you go to him now, you will definitely hit the gun."

"That's right, why don't you talk about it after his anger subsides, let alone you are a newcomer, he shouldn't care about you," another person said.

Feng Hao nodded in disappointment.

Ling Lang who left the set did not appear in his private lounge, but went straight to the restroom at the other end of the corridor.

After closing the compartment door, he turned his back and leaned heavily against the door, covering his eyes with his hands.

damn it!

Standing motionless for a while, Ling Lang's hand slowly moved down, across his Adam's apple, swallowed uncontrollably, passed through his chest, his whole body trembled, and touched his abdomen through the thin fabric. The bandage finally arrived where it was going.

The movements of Ling Lang's hands went from slow to fast, from light to heavy, at first they were gentle, but in the end they could be considered rude, almost venting their resentment.

A popular movie star who has always appeared in front of the public with a glamorous and noble attitude, would actually become so horny because of filming that he had to hide in the men's bathroom to solve this kind of thing by himself. If it was exposed, it would probably shock everyone's attention.

Ling Lang closed his eyes, and the clips of those seven NGs played back in his mind like a live movie, crawling under another man's crotch time and time again in full view, the indescribable sense of humiliation made him His body reacted irrepressibly.

He obviously overestimated the ability of the newcomer. He thought he could pass the scene by gritting his teeth. When the director stopped again and again, Ling Lang had the illusion that the inside and outside of the scene were upside down. It seemed that every staff member present was laughing. His humbleness and lowliness.

Under everyone's superior gaze, Ling Lang seemed to be naked, standing naked under the light, allowing others to examine his heart, all his unknown secrets were exposed in broad daylight, and he had nowhere to escape.

Accompanied by his magnetic voice, Feng Hao's lines rang in his ears over and over again like brainwashing. Get through here, and you will still be my dog...

"Hmm..." When the climax came, Ling Lang finally couldn't hold back his moan.

Ling Lang, 32 years old, is a popular and powerful movie star, the youngest actor, with an arrogant and indifferent personality, he was nicknamed Bingshan actor.

His biggest secret is that he is an out-and-out masochist.