Lord from hell!

Prison doctor Ai Li is very busy today. She just sent one away, and then another came, and there was still another lying on the hospital bed.

It was Brother Biao who was sent away, and the wound was bandaged and there was no serious problem. The one lying on the bed was the man with a bamboo pole. The wound bitten by the dog was deep enough to see the bone, so he had to stay in the infirmary to observe the situation.Du Jiu was the last one to come in. His shirtless upper body was blood red and his face was slightly pale. Xing Jiabao followed closely behind him, covering his wound with his prison uniform as he walked.

Du Jiu sat down on the chair in front of the desk, looked at Ellie beside the hospital bed and asked, "How is he?"

"I've already fallen asleep after taking anesthesia. It's hard to say the injury. The hamstring is torn, and the possibility of becoming disabled is very high." Ellie put on medical gloves and walked behind him with a tray full of wound medicine: " You were also recruited?"

Du Jiu remained silent, Xing Jiabao sniffed, and said guiltily, "Master Jiu was injured to protect me."

"Oh?" Ellie raised her eyebrows and looked at Du Jiu as if she had discovered a new world.

Du Jiu turned to Xing Jiabao and said, "Go back first."

"No, I want to stay here with you."

"go back."

"Jiuye..." Xing Jiabao used his red eyes for three seconds to pretend to be a pitiful housekeeper.

Du Jiu's face darkened: "Get lost!"

When Xing Jiabao was driven away, he looked back at every step, Du Jiu was too unpredictable, with an uncertain personality.Just now he was desperate to save him, but now he doesn't even give him a good face.He was quite touched at first, and planned to take the opportunity to show courteousness to enhance his relationship, but Du Jiu made him so fierce that he felt that he was a fart again, and his emotion turned into depression.

Ai Li used cotton balls to help Du Jiu clean up the wound. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but ask, "Sacrificing yourself to save others doesn't seem like something you would do."

Du Jiu was silent for a while: "What about you? Why do you help me over and over again?"

"Hmm..." Ellie pondered her words before saying, "I feel that you are different from other prisoners. How should I put it, it feels too clean and pure to me. I know, I see through everything but don’t care about anything indifferently, hey, I can’t explain it clearly anyway.”

After a pause, she added, "Actually, I really like you."

Du Jiu could only choke out two words: "Thank you."

The atmosphere in the infirmary fell into embarrassment, and neither of them spoke again.

Du Jiu couldn't figure out why he rushed up to save Xing Jiabao, but he rushed up without hesitation.

He had never tried to act impulsively like this before, and he didn't have a lot of reasons like Ellie. Du Jiu admitted that he didn't hate Xing Jiabao, but he didn't like the two words.But he rushed out anyway, without even thinking about it. When he saw the guard dog attacking Xing Jiabao, he almost subconsciously prevented it from happening. For this reason, he even completely forgot about the game.

Du Jiu really wanted to borrow a sentence from Xiao Nan, it really hurts!

"Can I stay here tonight?" Du Jiu asked.

Ellie made fun of him: "What? Is it okay to hide from others after saving them?"

"Can you?"

"Oh, I'm afraid of you." Ellie had already helped him treat the wound, took off her gloves and covered his forehead, felt the normal temperature, opened her eyes and said nonsense: "There are signs of fever, we must stay here for a night of observation, Nine five twenty nine, do you have an opinion?"

"Thank you, doctor." Du Jiu smiled at her.

Ellie flicked his forehead with her fingertips: "Asshole, don't seduce me if you don't like women."

Du Jiu didn't say it out, thinking in his heart, if I like women, I must like you.

As for why?

"I love you to death!"

"Actually, I like you a lot."

From these two sentences, it can be heard which is more important, who is more exaggerated and who is more sincere.

Because Du Jiu lived in a world without law and order, she always sleeps lightly and wakes up when there is any movement.It was already midnight when Du Jiu woke up, and the lights were dim. He opened the window, and by the moonlight, he could clearly see a slightly trembling black shadow bulging on the bed next door.

Du Jiu stepped forward to lift the quilt, and saw the bamboo man biting the pillow cover, curled up into a ball, probably because the anesthetic had worn off, and the pain was unbearable.Du Jiu checked his body temperature, only to feel the cold sweat on his hand. It is normal for him to be in such pain, after all, almost the entire muscle of the calf was torn off.

After a long time, Du Jiu sighed, "Why are you doing this?"

The bamboo man smiled far-fetchedly: "Master Jiu, did I wake you up? I'm sorry."

Du Jiu knew that neither of them would be able to sleep tonight, so he leaned against the window with his arms crossed, and distracted the man with bamboo poles: "About the competition, why do you have to win?"

And it is a meaningless game, nothing to do with honor, the so-called sacrifice and bloodshed, just become the object of entertainment for the audience.

"I have a very smart girlfriend. Her dream since she was a child was to be a radio host. When I was imprisoned, she happened to be admitted to the Communication University and successfully became a student of the Broadcasting Department. She probably has graduated now. .” said the bamboo pole man.

Du Jiu snorted, in the death row without a sentence, the topic of love between children is too heavy.

The bamboo pole man continued: "We made an appointment, no matter what happens in the future, even if we each start a family in the future, I will always be her most loyal listener, always will be."

"That's why you want the radio so much." Du Jiu said something that was almost unspoken.

"Actually, I... I just want to hear her voice again, even if it's just once..."

The bamboo pole man bit the pillow cover again and began to cry.

This seemingly inconspicuous and weak man had been enduring his pain just now, but now he was crying like a child.Du Jiu just leaned against the wall and looked out the window, listening to his crying. At this moment, any words are pale, and they are no match for despair, so he can only choose to remain silent.

Don't underestimate a man's tears, it can also wet the pillow, and when the bamboo pole man cries until he is exhausted and falls asleep, it will be dawn.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Ai Li brought two breakfasts to the infirmary, and Du Jiu waited for her to open the door before going out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Participate in the competition."

Ellie yelled angrily: "You rush to lose, don't bother me again then!"

"I'll trouble you again after I win." Du Jiu said without looking back.

"Smelly man! Don't even look at my old lady, what a fart!" Ellie shook the bamboo pole man awake, and said angrily, "Eat all my breakfast!"

Du Jiu asked the prison guards, and knew that today's game would not start until evening. In this case, he could only go back to the cell to recharge his batteries.Xing Jiabao is a person who can't stand loneliness, he stays alone in an empty room all night, when he sees Du Jiu, he immediately looks like Zhu Bajie seeing Chang'e, the corners of his mouth grinning to the point where he almost shed tears.

"Oh, Master Jiu, you miss me so much, did you sleep well last night?"

"Not good." Du Jiu held his head against his body with one hand, so Xing Jiabao made a difficult movement, leaning his upper body backwards, clamping his thighs tightly with his legs.Du Jiu was amused by him, rubbed his short soaring hair and said, "Hey, don't make trouble, there is a game in the evening."

Xing Jiabao was rubbing his thighs between his legs vigorously. He was fine at first, but when he heard the word "good", his lower abdomen tightened, and he became hard shamelessly.There is no way to do this, he is rebellious by nature, the more others don't let him do it, the more he can't help but want to do it.

Du Jiu felt something hard against him, speechless.

Xing Jiabao once again showed his rogue nature, and touched Du Jiu hard, saying, "Jiu Ye, either I will get it out for you, or you will get it out for me, or... let's get each other out together, which one do you choose?"

"Brat, looking for a fight?"

"Hee hee, Master Jiu, I know you don't want to part with it." Someone smiled brighter than Chunhua.

Du Jiu grabbed his lifeline and twisted it hard, Xing Jiabao burst into tears and howled earth-shatteringly.

Even though Du Jiu didn't try his best, Xing Jiabao was in pain so much that his mother didn't recognize him. He squatted down and covered his crotch, a slug dangling from the tip of his nose.Du Jiu also felt that his attack was too serious, and he dragged him up without saying anything: "Does it hurt that much?"

"D-Of course it hurts! The pain is almost broken!"

"Come and take a look." Du Jiu pulled off his pants and checked them carefully.

The lifeblood that had been softened by the pain, was touched by Du Jiu's hand, and immediately revived, pointing proudly at the sky.

Du Jiu held it, and pressed his thumb on the glans: "Where does it hurt?"

"Hmm... the upper part hurts, no, the lower part also hurts, ouch, it hurts everywhere, Master Jiu, rub it for me, please be gentle, I can't stand the second torture..."

Du Jiu's face was full of black lines, this guy is really a guy who can shine brightly with a little sunshine.

Xing Jiabao acted impatiently: "Master Jiu, don't stop, it still hurts, please touch it for a while longer."

Du Jiu really had nothing to do with him, if he let go now, he would probably be bored to death, forget it.

It has been more than four months since Xing Jiabao entered the prison, and he has been relying on himself to solve his needs, almost forgetting the feeling of being touched.Du Jiu's hands were not soft and delicate at all, and his movements were not gentle. His hands were rough, with hard calluses rubbing against the fragile skin, which even made Xing Jiabao feel a little pain.

But what that hand brought him was not just simple pain, but also electricity, fire, and bliss that made him forget everything else.Xing Jiabao only felt that his body was burning up, and his tailbone was numb for a while, which made him unable to hold onto that hand, and swing his body according to the swing of the hand.

"Jiu Ye, hurry up...you make me feel so comfortable." Xing Jiabao began to yell.

Du Jiu looked at his ecstatic appearance, chuckled lightly, quickened his hands to caress the unbearably hard Niegen, and leaned into his ear and asked, "Is it that comfortable? Huh?"

Xing Jiabao's ears were hot, and he shuddered. His body was being played with by a man who was nearly 20 years older than him. The immoral joy had already swallowed his reason, and the mouth of the bell slowly opened, overflowing with bright slime.

Sometimes Du Jiu played tricks, and deliberately blew hot air into his ear and said, "Look, you've got me wet."

Xing Jiabao looked down, the fingertip of his index finger was tapping on his top on purpose, every time he left, a trace of transparent and silvery mucus would stretch out, extremely lewd.Xing Jiabao panted heavily, as if he had degenerated into a young man who had just begun to love, and felt ashamed under Du Jiu's molestation and blasphemy.He climbed onto Du Jiu's shoulder, couldn't hold back the surge of desire anymore, raised his head, bit his lip and let it out.

It took a while for Xing Jiabao to fall from the clouds to the ground. His first reaction was to look at Du Jiu's face, only to see that the other party lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered half of his deep eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together. The expression is indifferent.

"Jiuye..." Xing Jiabao felt guilty and worried.

Du Jiu let go of his lifeblood, and traced his lips with his fingers covered in muddy liquid: "You made me dirty, lick it clean."

Xing Jiabao opened his mouth obediently, and licked his palms, fingers, and finger crevices with the tip of his tongue, wrapped the sandalwood liquid into his mouth, and then sucked his fingers.Under such obscene obedience to Du Jiu's order, flattering him and teasing him, an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his heart, which revived Xing Jiabao's desire that had just subsided, and the semi-soft guy in his lower body tended to rise again.

So when Xing Yaozu kicked open the iron gate, he saw his brother with his trousers down to his knees, his bare buttocks erecting the flagpole, and holding Du Jiu's finger in his mouth with a full face of intoxication.He was startled for a moment, and then became angry. Why did he see such a picture every time?I can't wait to strangle Xing Jiabao to death in front of the ancestral tablet.Misfortune to the family, misfortune to the family!