The wicked have their own evil

Time flies, and there are only two days until Maruko's third birthday.In the past few days, the meatballs have been jumping around happily, and have received all kinds of small gifts.

Zhang Tao said that he doesn't even want to go out now, and only cares about playing with new toys at home.

However, Zhang Chi never thought that he would meet Zhou Xiaolin one day.

"Boss, boss." Ah Chen shouted excitedly downstairs.

Zhang Chi had just woken up, and when he got up, he was angry, and the boredom of being disturbed from sleep filled his internal organs, and he couldn't help shouting, "What are you arguing about?"

If it was normal, Ah Chen would probably shut up when he found that the boss' bad temper was coming again.But this time the excitement overwhelmed him, and he continued to shout: "Boss, Zhou Xiaolin is back!"

Zhang Chi woke up instantly, his eyes opened, without any sleepiness.

"Linzi, where have you been these past few years?" Ah Chen hugged Zhou Xiaolin tightly, his voice trembling with joy, and hurriedly said, "You don't have to come to us for so long, we don't blame you."

Zhou Xiaolin's face was a little awkward, and he broke free immediately, with a forced smile, "I've been doing part-time jobs for the past few years, and I'm doing okay."

Zhang Chi came down from the second floor, just in time to see Zhou Xiaolin.

Zhou Xiaolin saw him, his voice was calm, but trembling indistinctly, "Boss."

"Are you willing to come back?" Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhou Xiaolin lowered his head, not daring to look at him, and only said "hmm".

Ah Chen said: "I'll let Aunt Yu cook a big meal later, so don't sneak around."

Zhou Xiaolin shook his head, he thought, not for now.

Zhang Chi glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, turned his head to the left, raised his head slightly, and Zhou Xiaolin obediently followed him up to the second floor.

Zhang Chi flipped a cigarette on the table and handed it to Zhou Xiaolin. He panicked and shook his head quickly.

Zhang Chi sat on a stool, hooked a stool with his legs, put it in front of him, and lowered his head to light a cigarette.

"what happened?"

Zhou Xiaolin came back to his senses and asked, "What?"

"Your leg." Zhang Chi raised his chin and asked while staring at his left leg.

Zhou Xiaolin was startled, and unnaturally retracted his legs slightly, "I was injured."

His leg is still recovering, and there is basically no problem. It is not obvious that he walks slower.He also thought that Zhang Chi couldn't tell, but Zhang Chi is best at observing words and expressions.

"How did you get injured?" Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and asked, "You have been with me for so long before, and I have never caused you to be injured so seriously. It's only been three years. Where did you get injured?"

Zhou Xiaolin pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, and was about to speak, but was cut off by Zhang Chi indifferently.

"You lied, I know."

The last thing Zhou Xiaolin knows is lying. Whenever he lies, the expression on his face will become exaggerated and obvious.

Hearing this, he drooped his head and said weakly, "Boss, don't ask any more."

Zhang Chi ignored him and turned his head away.

"Boss," Zhou Xiaolin said cautiously, "Actually, I've had a good life these past few years, so don't worry about me."

Zhang Chi glanced at him and asked, "Do I care about you?"

Zhou Xiaolin was at a loss for words for a while.

"It's been so many years, you still can't turn your mind, you're so stupid, and you have to be bullied to death outside." Zhang Chi said it harshly, but it was true, and Zhou Xiaolin didn't know where to refute it. .

But Zhou Xiaolin didn't know why, and he relaxed, not as tense as before.

He asked in a low voice: "I heard that Taozi gave birth to a baby, so I just want to come and see him."

Zhang Chi said: "At night, her family of three will come over for supper."

Zhou Xiaolin paused, then suddenly touched the subclavian socket with his hand, and nodded.

It took a long time for him to come here this time, and he did something he didn't want to do.

In the past three years, his life would not be worse than death, but it was not much better.

Because he was forced to stay by Young Master Chen's side, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't. Young Master Chen's methods were too cruel, so he couldn't mess with him.

Even though Young Master Chen looks like an elegant, handsome and harmless man, in the eyes of others, he is just a rich second generation returned from overseas, and he seems to be nothing.

But he knew that Young Master Chen was not as simple as he appeared on the surface, he was cruel enough, smart enough, and had all the means.To him, Young Master Chen was a devil.

He lived by Young Master Chen's side and became a dog without self-respect.

He looked at his left leg, which was the price he paid for running away and being caught by Young Master Chen.

Later, he learned to be smart about his own survival.

He couldn't beat Young Master Chen, so he could only try to make himself as comfortable as possible.

One night, Master Chen came over.

Zhou Xiaolin didn't say anything, knelt down in front of his crotch, and bit open his trouser chain with his teeth.

Young Master Chen was a little surprised. Usually he was not so active, and he felt a little happy in his heart.He sat on the mahogany sofa, enjoying the sudden favor.

It's been three years, no matter how stupid Zhou Xiaolin is, he knows his sexuality.

Zhou Xiaolin took off his trousers to his knees, exposing his round buttocks, sucking his genitals vigorously with his mouth, watching his eyes with expectant and naive dog eyes, which made Young Master Chen chuckle.

Young Master Chen snorted comfortably, and thrust his fingers into his wrinkled tunnel.

Zhou Xiaolin made an uncomfortable sound instantly, and his facial features were slightly distorted.

"Continue." Young Master Chen warned.

Zhou Xiaolin didn't dare to do anything wrong, quickly lowered his head, carefully licked the glans head, stretched out his tongue and twirled flexibly around the folds, until the hot semen shot into his mouth, and he backed out.He endured the uncomfortable smell, carefully glanced at Young Master Chen, and swallowed forcefully.

Young Master Chen looked at him with great interest, and even slapped his face with his penis. Zhou Xiaolin didn't dare to dodge, and pressed his hands hard on the ground, forcing himself to suffer.

"Uncomfortable?" Young Master Chen asked gently.

Zhou Xiaolin shook his head like a drum.

Young Master Chen squinted at him, squeezed his chin with two fingers, forcibly turned his face up, and watched with great interest.

Zhou Xiaolin really doesn't know how to hide his emotions. It's been more than three years, and he really can't get tired of seeing this humiliating expression.

He put his finger into Zhou Xiaolin's mouth and stirred it, and said with a nasty smile, "Taste yourself."

Zhou Xiaolin's body froze, and he was forced to lick his fingers with the tip of his tongue.

When he pulled out his fingers, Zhou Xiaolin hurriedly took out a tissue from the side, and carefully wiped away the saliva on his hands.

"I," Zhou Xiaolin said nervously, raising his head, "How are you doing these days?"

"Huh?" Young Master Chen looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Can I meet the boss," Zhou Xiaolin said quickly, stuttering again, "I know the little nephew will have his birthday next week, can you, let me meet them."

Young Master Chen looked at him with a half-smile, which made Zhou Xiaolin's heart flutter and a sense of fear.

"I know you want a loyal dog," Zhou Xiaolin continued with trembling hands, "but no matter how loyal a dog is, there will be a day when it barks. I just want to let them go. After meeting them, I have nothing else to worry about.”

Master Chen played with his watch, lowered his long sly eyes, stretched out his leg to touch his chin, and asked, "If I refuse, will you dog bite your master back?"

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare or won't?"

A trace of humiliation flashed across Zhou Xiaolin's expression, he shook his head and said, "No."

"You have a bad record." Young Master Chen said, "But then I have to let the dog out to get some air."

Zhou Xiaolin raised his eyes immediately, these doggy eyes always make Master Chen happy.

"You, agreed?"

Young Master Chen kissed his soft hair, gently touched the socket under his collarbone, and said softly: "If I find out that you have other little tricks, it won't be as simple as breaking your leg."

Zhou Xiaolin didn't speak, but there was a trace of fright in his expression.