Waiting Upon You

For a moment, Ling Lang felt his legs and feet were weak, and he almost couldn't stand upright. He had to lean against Feng Hao's arms and panted for a long time before he calmed down.

"How about it, isn't it much more comfortable than hiding in the bathroom by yourself?" Feng Hao jokingly asked.

Ling Lang was suddenly a little thankful that his eyes were blindfolded at this time, otherwise he would not know how to face Feng Hao's teasing, it turned out that he had no secrets in front of this person for a long time.

Feng Hao's body temperature disappeared from his body, and not long after, the sound of water came from the bathroom.After the sound of water stopped, there was another brief silence, and then the leather handcuffs on Ling Lang's wrists were released.

After taking off the cloth covering his eyes, Ling Lang closed his eyes reflexively, and opened them slowly after getting used to it for a while. The first thing he did after he could see clearly was to lower his head to check his wrists.

"Don't worry, these props are very safe, I won't let you go filming with scars," Feng Hao guessed his concerns at once.

Ling Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to untie the collar around his neck, but he couldn't untie it no matter what.

"This," he had no choice but to signal Feng Hao.

"Don't waste your energy, this is a special feature, only I can open it."

"Untie it for me."

"Well, I will solve it tomorrow morning."

"What?" Ling Lang stared at him in disbelief.

"Stay here to sleep tonight, okay?" Feng Hao went up to hug him again, "Don't worry, I won't touch you, just sleep."

"Are you asking for my opinion? Do I have a choice?"

Feng Hao pressed his chin against his shoulder and shook his head, "No."

He thought for a while and added, "Unless you don't mind appearing in front of everyone tomorrow like this."

Ling Lang knew that what Feng Hao said was serious, and he didn't leave any room for him to refuse. He glanced at the scattered clothes on the ground, "My pajamas are still in the room."

"That's it, no pajamas."

"I'm not used to not wearing clothes."

"It takes a few times to get used to it."

Feng Hao patted his head, "Are you going to take a bath first, or wait until I finish washing?"

Ling Lang laughed back angrily, and the smile was full of sarcasm, "Why didn't you just force me to wash with you?"

Feng Hao also laughed, and he shook his head, "Not yet."

When Feng Hao came out of the bathroom, Ling Lang had already pretended to be asleep on the bed. Feng Hao held him in his arms and kissed him on the forehead. Besides, he really did not do anything to Ling Lang as he promised. A slightly deviant move.

"Good night, baby," he whispered in Ling Lang's ear, and the latter pretended not to hear.

Ling Lang originally thought that this would definitely be a sleepless night, but he fell asleep in a daze while lying in Feng Hao's arms, and he didn't even remember when he fell asleep.

In the past six months, Ling Lang's sleep has not been very good. He always has frequent dreams and wakes up easily. Unexpectedly, he slept until dawn this night, and was woken up by the landline in Feng Hao's room.

Ling Lang woke up in a daze, only to realize that he was sleeping so deeply next to a person who needed to be on guard. Feng Hao didn't allow him to wear clothes, but he was wrapped up tightly. Coupled with the collar tied around his neck, it really Let him have the cognitive illusion of a master and a pet.

The landline kept ringing, Feng Hao reached out and pressed the hands-free button, "Who is there?"

"It's me," said Feng Hao's manager on the other end of the phone, "It's raining outside, so today's scene has been changed indoors."

Ling Lang glanced at the window reflexively. The thick curtains blocked his sight, so he couldn't see the weather outside.

"Which one?" Feng Hao asked.

The voice on the phone seemed to be turning over the script, "Act Seven, Scene Three."

Ling Lang's face changed suddenly when he heard this, but Feng Hao smiled contentedly.

"Got it," he casually pressed the speakerphone, got out of bed, walked to the window, and opened the curtain by a corner.

Ling Lang also saw that it was raining heavily outside, and the sound insulation effect of the room was so good that the inside and outside were separated into two worlds, and the people in the room didn't realize it.

"It seems that even God helped me," Feng Hao sighed, "I thought I only had a one-night relationship with the senior, but now I guess it's not."

Ling Lang fell powerlessly on the bed, not wanting to move.

"It seems that the senior has no confidence in his self-control. I can understand that the prison uniform is too thin this time. I think you can complain to the clothing team."

"But until then... it would be too bad if something happened."

Feng Hao took out what he took from Ling Lang from the box, "Which line should I write in the script right now?"

Ling Lang closed his eyes, "Please bring it for me."

Ling Lang ignored the clothes he wore last night, and directly took a bathrobe from Feng Hao's bathroom, "I'm going back to change."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

As soon as Ling Lang opened the door, he saw the manager knocking on his door.

When the manager saw Ling Lang coming out of Feng Hao's room wearing a bathrobe early in the morning, his eyes almost popped out of fright.

"how?"

The agent replied mechanically, "Your phone is turned off when you call, but no one answered the landline. I'm here to inform you that outside..."

"It's raining, have you changed the room? I know."

It wasn't until Ling Lang entered the room and the door slammed shut in front of the manager that the manager came to his senses. Is this fucking measured?If it doesn't matter, don't you two even have children now?

There was a gap in Feng Hao's door, the manager pretended to be passing by and looked inside, but the door was suddenly opened.

"Morning," Feng Hao greeted him with a smile.

The manager's mouth twitched, "Morning."

"Come to check the room?"

"You should also be a little more moderate," the manager said angrily in a low voice.

Feng Hao smiled at him without hesitation, "I have the senior's clothes here, can you please call him a dry cleaning service later?"

When Ling Lang and Feng Hao arrived on the set, the crew was already ready, dozens of extras had also arrived, more than half of them were foreigners, all of them were burly, muscular, shaved, and many of them were painted Got a tattoo.

Ling Lang stood on the second floor of the prison and looked down, and Feng Hao appeared behind him unknowingly, "Looking at them, thinking about what will happen in a while, I'm looking forward to it, right?"

Ling Lang hasn't said a word to Feng Hao since the two left the hotel, but Feng Hao never minds singing a one-man show.

He walked up to Ling Lang, gestured his hands towards the downstairs, and simulated a camera frame, "If this scene, these actors, were changed to a GV shooting scene, the scene would definitely be very exciting, you must think so too. "

The assistant director began to summon the actors to take their positions, Feng Hao patted Ling Lang on the back, "Go, my leading actor."

Ling Lang slapped his restless hand off his back with a backhand, "Don't touch me!"

"Yo!" The tofu-eating prisoner stretched out his tongue and licked the place on the back of his hand that was hit by Ling Lang, "It turns out that little chicks are still shy."

The people around roared with laughter, and all of them stretched out their hands to touch Ling Lang's body maliciously. Ling Lang stopped one but couldn't stop that, and was forced to retreat steadily, but no matter which direction he retreated, he couldn't stop. There were people around, and the encirclement gradually narrowed, finally enclosing Ling Lang in the circle.

"Don't come here!" Ling Lang shouted in horror.

The leading prisoner smiled lewdly, "Don't be afraid, there is always a first time in everything, everyone will love you very much."

Just as he was speaking, someone hugged Ling Lang's neck from behind. Without even thinking about it, Ling Lang lowered his head and bit on it. The person who was bitten screamed in pain.

Taking advantage of his slack in strength, Ling Lang pushed away the person diagonally behind him with an elbow, and kicked the person in front who was trying to grab him.

However, surrounded by the crowd, such resistance was obviously futile. The ankle that Ling Lang kicked out was grabbed by someone, and soon his arm was forcibly pushed behind him. He twisted and struggled vigorously, but only got more violent Repression.

"Damn it!" the bitten prisoner yelled while covering the tooth marks on his wrist, "Dare to bite me? Unhook his jaw and knock out his teeth for me, I'm going to fuck his mouth!"

Ling Lang resisted desperately, everyone saw that he had become a turtle in a urn, and no longer used as much force as before. From time to time, he deliberately let him go, teased him twice, and then caught him again, just like a cat playing tricks on a mouse. above.

With a hissing sound, Ling Lang's prison uniform was torn apart, and the crowd immediately burst into cheers of excitement. Soon someone tried to pull Ling Lang's pants, and was kicked several times by Ling Lang who was struggling with all his strength.The recruited people began to scold their mothers again, and Ling Lang's city was gradually falling.

Seeing that the situation was approaching a climax, the prisoners onlookers upstairs also let out strange screams and slapped the railings non-stop. The hormones of the men in the entire district were ignited by this fierce fight, and everyone's masculine characteristics were ready to move.

As soon as Ling Lang raised his head, he saw Feng Hao folded his arms, leaning leisurely on the railing on the second floor, with a look on his face waiting to see him being molested by everyone.When Ling Lang saw him, it was like seeing the last straw for a drowning man.

"You said you would keep me safe!" Ling Lang yelled at Feng Hao.

"That's right," Feng Hao nodded without denying it, "but I never said I would keep your virginity."

After hearing Feng Hao's words, the people below laughed wildly again, "Even if your roommate doesn't save you, I advise you to obey obediently."

Ling Lang shook off another person's hand, "You helped me, I can do whatever you want!"

"keep your word?"

"keep your word!"

Feng Hao snapped his fingers, and although the people below looked disappointed, they let Ling Lang go immediately.Feng Hao has the highest status in this district, no one dares to disobey his words, and naturally no one else can touch his people.

Ling Lang temporarily relieved the crisis, and the guard in his eyes was still there. Panting quickly, he scanned the surroundings with hostile eyes, convinced that they would not do anything to him again, and hurriedly arranged his messy clothes as much as possible. , step by step carefully withdraw from the encirclement.

Ling Lang retreated to the safe area, looked up at Feng Hao on the second floor, Feng Hao turned his head towards the cell behind him, Ling Lang's expression tightened again.

Another prisoner whistled without fear of death. Seeing that Feng Hao was not angry and more people joined in, Ling Lang moved back to his cell step by step amidst the harsh whistles.

In the last shot of the scene, the snow-white bed sheet is hung high, implying that a shady deal is taking place here.