Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

After the formal wedding was finally over, the sky outside became gloomy and dark. When standing outside the banquet hall door, the rhododendrons and wisterias climbing on the wall could not be seen at all.

Looking from a distance, one can only see the brilliant lights coming from the banquet hall, and those radiances are accompanied by music melodiously sprinkled on the lawn, coating the lawn in front of the banquet hall with a layer of light golden halo in a trance.

According to the custom, at the banquet after the wedding, the newlyweds need to accept the blessings and toasts from the guests.

Nietzsche stood by Han Sen's side, watching Han Sen entertain the guests who came to Daoxi with ease, and drank a few glasses of wine with Han Sen. He was in a good mood, but he didn't say a few words, because It was Han Sen who was always talking to the people who came over.

In fact, compared with Han Sen, Nietzsche likes this kind of luxurious gathering very much. He likes the feeling of being surrounded by elegance and luxury. He doesn't have to say or do a lot of things, but as long as he holds a wine glass and is surrounded by high-class people. In the most conspicuous center, Nietzsche feels so comfortable, this is his own world; Han Sen and He like to live alone, quiet, peaceful and natural, they can do whatever they want by themselves, There is no need to perfunctory and pretend, that is what Han Sen prefers.

Nietzsche looked at Han Sen's socializing with the people walking towards him. He didn't seem to be impatient at all. Instead, he always gave people a feeling of gentleness, compassion, humility and wisdom. He couldn't help thinking: This child is really When he grows up, he has a completely different appearance in front of people, with a cold heart and a gentle mask.

It is said that the evil flowers watered by dirty blood are always extremely beautiful and seductive.

Nietzsche smiled silently, and pictures flashed in his mind, those pictures that others saw as dirty and obscene, the crimes committed against the young Han Sen, the endless demands on the young Han Sen... I don't know I didn't realize that I was extremely intoxicated, and there were ripples and impulses in my heart, but I had no regrets.

It's just distorting a man's life. If it weren't for the evil fruits it planted every day, how could there be such a beautiful and perfect ending today? ——Who said that a bad beginning must not have a good ending; who said that rotten and evil seeds will not bloom coquettish flowers?

Doesn't he have a good home now?

Nietzsche's eyes were fixed on Han Sen's cheek, and it was impossible for Han Sen not to feel it.

When he turned his head in his spare time, he saw Nietzsche standing beside him, looking at him with that familiar look. It was an inexplicable feeling, just like the one he had in a Roman prison many years ago. The moment he turned his head on the playground, he suddenly bumped into this strange man looking at him, so familiar. The familiarity made Han Sen still feel terrible.

Han Sen hasn't felt this kind of fear for many years. It's not that he's afraid of Nietzsche, it's probably because of the panic about Nietzsche left in his heart during his adolescence.

At this moment, this kind of panic came to mind again.

"What's wrong."

Han Sen asked calmly.

"Han Sen, I see fear in your eyes,"

Nietzsche smiled softly, and picked up Han Sen's finger with one hand. The ring he wore on his middle finger had been changed to his ring finger at the wedding, silently exuding a faint brilliance.

"He is already a man with a wife and children, so why are you still afraid of me? Could it be that Cheng Cheng is still afraid of me after marrying me?"

Han Sen shook his head, and put his palm firmly on Nietzsche's,

"No, I just suddenly remembered that the first time you saw me, you had the same look in your eyes."

Nietzsche suddenly frowned gloomily, but then raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Actually, in retrospect, you were quite comfortable at that time, right? How many young boys were troubled by lust, struggling unbearably Spend every lonely night, but you have never had this kind of trouble, shouldn't you be grateful to me?"

Han Sen thought about it. After he awakened from sexual consciousness, he was not troubled by desire. He just felt immersed in it, deep in the mud, like a small sapling wrapped in a huge sticky flower, Drowsy, even if he didn't want to think about it, he would unconsciously recall those unbearable episodes.

Han Sen didn't speak, he wasn't angry, but he didn't know how to express it. Now he didn't have a temper in front of Nietzsche, but he seemed a little dull and lacked expressive ability.

Nietzsche raised his head and touched Han Sen's head, smiled and squeezed Han Sen's chin,

"Little baby, lower your head and let uncle make out with you."

Han Sen lowered his head obediently, and moved his lips towards Nietzsche's. Nietzsche raised his arm, put his arms around Han Sen's neck, and kissed Han Sen vigorously.

These completely shocked the people around. Everyone turned their heads to watch Nietzsche hugging Han Sen and kissing him. It was the first time they saw the cold Nietzsche making out with Han Sen like this.

After kissing for a while, as if announcing possession, Nietzsche was willing to let go of Han Sen's lips, raised his head, and looked straight into Han Sen's eyes, "Han Sen, just ask me if you have anything to say, don't dislike expressing it."

Han Sen looked at Nietzsche blankly,

"Uncle, at that time, what did you mean by staring at me like that?"

Nietzsche raised an eyebrow,

"What's the point? You know, I'm a person with a dirty mind but a shallow heart. What else can I think about besides how to fuck you."

"Actually, I fell in love with you at first sight. Everything else is just an excuse."

Nietzsche shrugged needlessly. When Han Sen went to prison, there were so many Chinese who came over at the same time. Why did he choose Han Sen? Is it really just a coincidence?

Han Sen nodded silently for a while, raised his wrist to look at the time, then turned to look at Nietzsche, "Uncle, why don't you go home and rest first, it may take a while before the banquet ends here."

Nietzsche nodded, put down the wine glass in his hand,

"no problem,"

While no one else was paying attention, Nietzsche put his palm into Han Sen's suit, stroked Han Sen's back lightly, put his lips against it, and said in Han Sen's ear, "Sen, what I want is all of you."

After speaking, Nietzsche kissed Han Sen gently on the corner of his mouth, turned and walked towards the door of the banquet hall.

Lili saw Nietzsche walking towards the door, and immediately followed.

"Mr. Han...?"

The butler didn't know what Nietzsche meant, and he didn't dare to ask Nietzsche, so he had to go to Han Sen's side. Han Sen was looking directly at Nietzsche's back.

Han Sen waved his hand:

"Send Mr. Nietzsche home."

The butler nodded, and immediately followed Nietzsche.

"Mr. Nietzsche!"

When the butler walked out of the banquet hall, Nietzsche's car had already been driven out by Nietzsche's special driver. Lili, who was dressed in a black leather coat and walked in a gorgeous Gothic style, stood neatly beside Nietzsche, with no expression on her face. Nietzsche's expression It was also cold, the indescribable cruelty of the master and servant.

When the car drove to Nietzsche's side, the butler also walked to Nietzsche's side.

"Hi~"

Lili, who was expressionless just now, put on a charming smile the moment she saw the butler, and looked at the butler with a coquettish smile.

Nietzsche also glanced at the butler, his expression cold and unchanged:

"What are you doing here? Han Sen is still in the hall."

The steward explained:

"Mr. Nietzsche, Mr. Han asked me to take you home."

Nietzsche waved his hand impatiently:

"Lili will have nothing to do here."

It means that no matter what problems Nietzsche encounters, as long as Lili is here, there will be no problems. Anyone who has seen Lili can only feel amazing. Although Lili looks sexy and charming Girl, but when things happen, she has always been able to instantly kill all the men around Nietzsche. This is also the reason why she survived Han Sen's hands and stayed by Nietzsche's side until now.

Therefore, to protect the safety of Nietzsche Lutheran, in fact, Lili alone is enough. The housekeeper who is very weak and has a relatively weak psychological endurance is not protecting Nietzsche, but at most it can only be regarded as a burden.

The butler shook his head,

"But... but Mr. Han..."

"Okay, get in the car."

Nietzsche looked at the butler shaking his head like a rattle, thinking that a gentle and weak chicken like a butler would be more suitable next to a gentleman like Han Sen, and beating a dog depends on the owner, after all, it is Han Sen's Nietzsche didn’t make things difficult for him anymore, and it’s really meaningless to bully people all the time, so he interrupted him directly, waved his hand, and signaled him to get in the car.

"Master, please get in the car."

Lili opened the door, Nietzsche nodded and got on the car, sitting in the back seat.

Standing by the door, Lili saw that the housekeeper was still standing by the side of the car, not knowing why, so she suddenly reached out and pushed the housekeeper: "Why are you in a daze? Get in the car."

"what?!"

The butler was taken aback, thinking that riding next to Nietzsche was something special, so he blushed and said, "But, I'm sitting next to Mr. Nietzsche...isn't that good...?"

Lili raised her hand and patted the butler on the shoulder, and said evilly:

"If someone assassinates my master, can I just push you over to block the bullet?"

After finishing speaking, Lili was pushed into the car by the butler, her actions were a bit rude, and the usually more elegant butler sat beside Nietzsche with tears in his eyes, it seemed that he was really ready to block the bullet immediately.

Well, what a loyal and good housekeeper, excellent and professional housekeeping staff.

Nietzsche smiled silently.

Lili opened the door from the other side and got into the car, and sat on the other side of Nietzsche.

"Okay, driver, let's drive."

Lili said to the driver,

"Drive back to the villa."

"Okay, sir."

The driver nodded, habitually looked at Nietzsche from the rearview mirror, and then began to concentrate on driving.

The lights at the back of the car were turned off, and the housekeeper felt himself plunged into groggy darkness. The bustling scene in the hall was in stark contrast to this moment. It was simply two worlds between light and darkness. The moonlight shone in, and the light inside the spacious car suddenly became dense and dim.

When the car began to drive slowly towards the outside of the manor, the butler turned his head and saw a pale moonlight falling on the lower half of Nietzsche's face. As soon as he turned his head, he could see Nietzsche's two thin, bright red lips , so bright and coquettish, and the upper half of the man's face was plunged into darkness.

The butler unconsciously stared at Nietzsche blankly, as if he hadn't understood the silent and awe-inspiring charm of his mistress until now.

"What a daze."

The two thin lips moved a few times, the butler was taken aback, raised his head, and looked at him carefully, only to find that Nietzsche was looking at him straight, his dark green eyes didn't seem to have any expression, but he looked at him. It is obvious that he is not happy at the moment.

Realizing his mistake, the butler hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nietzsche, I overstepped the bounds just now."

Nietzsche raised his finger, rubbed his fingertips back and forth on the bare chain of the necklace around his neck, then pulled the corners of his mouth and said thoughtfully: "In retrospect, your master and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Done."

Nietzsche turned his face and looked at the butler,

"You know that, right?"

The butler immediately blushed, nodded awkwardly, and feared that Nietzsche would not see it because the light was too dark, he responded in a low voice: "Yes, Mr. Nietzsche."

Lili also leaned over with great interest, leaned on Nietzsche's shoulder and looked at the butler, her eyes with flirtatious makeup looked straight at the butler, probably because she was used to Nietzsche's heavy topics, the driver drove calmly. Get in the car, pretend to be deaf and dumb.

In the dark, Nietzsche smiled in a low voice. He didn't know whether it was because of some abnormal reason or because he was in a happy mood. He heard that he always had a normal three-point view, and the gentle butler was terrified.

Nietzsche rolled his long hair on his chest with his fingers, and then asked, "Do you still remember the two years when I left Han Sen?"

"remember."

"Were you by Han Sen's side at that time?"

The butler nodded,

"I have been by Mr. Han's side all these years."

Nietzsche seemed to be interested, and moved his head towards the butler:

"Tell me, did your Mr. Han find a woman in the past two years?"

The butler immediately waved his hand and explained as if he was about to cry:

"No! No! Don't misunderstand Mr. Nietzsche! My husband has never messed with women!"

Regarding Han Sen's matter, the housekeeper knows better than anyone else, really, there can be no mistakes!Otherwise, Nietzsche could tear down this house alive.The man in front of him was a normal person one second, and a lunatic the next. If he said something that shouldn't be said to offend him, it was impossible to say what he would become.

We mentioned before that during the two years after Nietzsche left, Han Sen seemed silent and miserable for a while, basically staying at home and not going out.

At that time, besides the servants at home, the Japanese doctor who surrounded him was an old man. Afterwards, he had a young son, Han Xiu. Han Sen seemed to have found a spiritual sustenance, and devoted himself to the task of raising a young child. thing.

Even if you go out occasionally, you will go home immediately after business, and you won't even stay outside for an extra quarter of an hour.

"Haha...Master, look at him, it's really interesting..."

Seeing the butler's anxious face, Lili laughed exaggeratedly. Han Sen already had a restrained face, so how could he go out and mess around, at most he messed with himself at home.

Nietzsche smiled softly, raised his hand and patted the butler's shoulder, and said reassuringly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking, I know the details.

"Han Sen is a good boy, how could I not know."

Lili sneered, and jokingly said:

"Yeah, don't be nervous~"

Nietzsche looked straight at the butler,

"So, did he masturbate when he was alone?"

"what……!"

The butler was so shy when asked, how could there be a man like Nietzsche in the world? !

"Mr. Nietzsche, this kind of question...I really don't know...how could I know."

Anyway, he didn't realize it. Han Sen's room never had a lot of waste toilet paper after a man self-molested himself, and he didn't find strange spots when washing the sheets. Never looked more tired or energized.

When Nietzsche asked such a question, the butler felt his neck was getting hot, and his blood vessels were rushing back and forth quickly in his body, he was ashamed to death.

Nietzsche squeezed his chin, as if he was imagining something, this time he really smiled happily.

Lili leaned over, her chest was pressed against Nietzsche's shoulder, and she said coquettishly:

"Master, you will be very tired tonight, why don't you close your eyes and take a rest first."

Nietzsche licked his lips,

"No, I'm too excited to rest."

"It's like the first time in my life."

Lili blinked,

"Master, how did you feel the first time?"

When Nietzsche thought of the first time he fucked another person, he didn't seem to feel much. At that time, he was not very old, and he only thought it was fun to ravage others.

I handed it over to Han Sen for the first time, but I still didn't feel much, because I was still ravaging others, but it was true that it hurt a little, because Han Sen at that time was like a piece of wood, who made him a virgin? There is no technical content.

Afterwards, I became much more comfortable. Everything is difficult at the beginning, Nietzsche thought happily.

The butler shrank his neck and prayed silently for Han Sen who was still in the manor...