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Han Yu withdrew his feet, leaned against the wall leisurely, and sat on the warm platform. The brown wood was warm but hard. Han Yu slept on the wet and cold mud floor since he was a child, and he never wanted to relive that feeling.

"Go make the bed." Han Yu ordered.

Xiao Que tugged at the hem of his jacket, got up shaking, went to the bottom shelf of the wide wooden cabinet of the same color under the stage, and took out thick bedding and soft quilts. This wooden shelf was specially placed for new furnishings and reserved for guests.

"You remember being familiar, do you come here often?" Han Yu turned his body sideways, watching Xiao Que limping, and hurrying back and forth with his thin bare legs.

Xiao Que didn't answer, and concentrated on laying the mat. The movement of laying made his buttocks and lower back faintly visible. When he was close to Han Yu, Han Yu would raise his hand to touch the skin that was within reach.Soon he could see a bruise on Xiao Que's lower back, which was caused by a gangster beating him at noon.

Xiao Que avoided Han Yu's hand, the touch of the other's hand made him nervous, his scalp was numb, and he wanted to shake it away.

Han Yu fell into the soft mattress, and Xiao Que spread out the end of the mattress with his back facing him. When he bent over, he revealed a slender and sunken waist with bruises on it.Han Yu straightened up, one hand suddenly firmly grasped Xiao Que's ankle, dragging him backwards, the other hand grabbed Xiao Que's buttocks, and his back fixed Xiao Que.

Xiao Que couldn't see Han Yu's expression. His feet had no strength. If he was caught by his feet, he couldn't break free. He heard Han Yu's regretful voice in his ear, "Why did we know each other so early? It would be nice if we just met now."

In that way, in my short memory, I won’t have the self-begging and groveling to please others for a morsel of food, and I won’t have how I worked so hard to get a point when I needed money, and I won’t have those disgraceful, even let History of disgusting people.

The past that Han Yu tried his best to erase, Xiao Que was the most important part of his past.

Xiao Que couldn't see Han Yu, but he could guess that Han Yu hated the past.Now the stationmaster Han Yu has status and incomparable rights. He is already a high-ranking person, and he may starve to death or freeze to death at any time. They cannot be friends. Even knowing each other is an insult to Han Yu, "I admire it very much. Mr. Station Master. I know that after returning to China, Mr. Station Master established a very powerful treatment plant and cleared up many polluting enterprises. The environment of the city has improved a lot. And the beautiful green trees and flowers in the city are also from the Station Master. Mr. is in charge of planting, and even garbage disposal can turn into money. No one will admire and love Mr. Station Master.”

"Haha. Xiao Que, you just know how to talk. But, you know a lot about me, you know my original life, and you have seen my sloppy body. Xiao Que goes to the recycling bin, where he can take whatever waste he wants. Because I told the workers that as long as there is a small shortage, they can take anything. But I hate people threatening me, especially threatening me with the past that cannot be changed. Me, sooner or later I will burn you to death." Han Yu's eyes were red, but his expression became more and more gentle. I will love you again. I will only love you in my life."

Han Yu started to lose his mind, Xiao Que easily broke free from Han Yu's restraint, sat upright and hid his legs under the quilt.The current Han Yu seems to have returned to the era of the simple taro brother, and the tip of his nose is full of the fragrance of wood heating, but in the next moment he may become that terrible Mr. Station Master again, so Xiao Que mustered up his courage, He said to Brother Taro in front of him, "Brother Taro, can't you change back, or I won't like you again after I die."

Han Yu came back to his senses when he heard Xiao Que's words, and laughed very elegantly, from a light laugh to louder and louder, until Xiao Que looked at him in shock, Han Yu stopped, "You don't deserve to talk to me like this, you seem to forget What are you here for? Now you just have to remember that I am your man, and you have to serve me well." Han Yu lifted the quilt, patted Xiao Que's knee, and smiled brightly, "Now, Take off your clothes."

Xiao Que stared at Han Yu closely, "Is it because I went to your station to pick up waste cloth last time?"

Han Yu put one hand on his waist, and there was a small holster there. He pulled out his pistol and aimed the black muzzle at Xiao Que, "No matter what the reason is, if I tell you to take it off, you can take it off."

Xiao Que looked at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him, slowly unbuttoned it, took off his coat, and the muzzle of the gun swung towards the door, Xiao Que had no choice but to take off the thermal shirt inside.

He struggled to put his legs together to cover his lower body. His smooth body was curled up on the soft cushion, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. His soft, yellow hair slid past his ears in a mess and hung down helplessly. .

"It's so pitiful. Your little tits are pink. Does Dahu play with you every day?" Han Yu slid Xiao Que's naked body with the cold barrel, and lightly tapped Xiao Que on the barrel rubbed by the bullets. A red dot on the chest.

Now Han Yu has turned into an arrogant and evil station master again, Xiao Que bowed his head in silence, pretending to turn a blind eye to the pistol on his body that smelled of gunpowder.

In fact, where the barrel of the gun slipped, there were tiny bumps emerging from the skin, but Xiao Que tried not to let himself tremble.

"Don't want to talk to me? That's right, you just need to know how to scream." Han Yu raised his hand, and Xiao Que was knocked down by Han Yu's force, lying on his side on the mattress, "Don't even try to lie comfortably on the bed. Turn around, kneel with your legs apart, and lift your butt."

Xiao Que moved his paralyzed legs slowly, but Han Yu impatiently said, "You'd better hurry up, I don't mind messing with you myself." Han Yu pulled the safety catch of the gun, making a dangerous click, Now as long as the trigger is pulled, the bullets will be fired, and the blood will flow out.

Xiao Que clenched his fists and told himself to calm down.He knelt down with his back to Han Yu, supported the wooden platform with both hands, and raised his hips.The jet-black metal of Han Yu's gun barrel touched the small pill curled up under Xiao Que's body, and slowly moved to the tender hole in the back. The feeling of steel like ice made Xiao Que tremble, and he suddenly said, "Mr. Station Master's girlfriend A beautiful movie star I've seen on the big screen in the high street."

Han Yu sneered, "Every time you don't want me to touch you, you will move out my foster men and women. You praise how beautiful they are, and demean yourself. You want me to look down on you and let you go." Han Yu's black gun set off Xiao Que's fair skin, especially when the gun fell into the groin, black and white were distinct, and the strength and softness formed a sharp contrast, making people feel the urge to look up.

"The stationmaster's girlfriend will be beautiful to anyone who sees it. She is born with flowers. Unlike me, who can only be with mice every day." Xiaoque inhaled, and the cold muzzle of the gun was being sent into his body from behind, Xiao Que clamped his butt nervously, the round muzzle could not enter.

"You make me sick!" Han Yu recalled that he was so hungry that he threw black mice into the fire barrel to roast and eat them. He felt nauseous when he mentioned the mouse. The barrel of the gun was pushed in, "I just don't know if the pistol can satisfy you. Don't clamp it too tightly, Xiao Que, if it misfires, and the bullet pierces the intestines, you can blame yourself."

Fortunately, the ointment was applied in advance, and the barrel of the gun was thin and smooth enough. Xiao Que tried to relax as much as possible, and it didn't hurt too much, but his teeth chattered from the cold.Xiao Que let go of his voice and wailed on purpose, and Duo was very interested in the miserable cry, but Han Yu was different.

Sure enough, Han Yu stopped what he was doing, paused, and said, "Don't hurt my precious pistol, he has saved me many times, he is my savior."

"Hmm." Xiao Que lowered his voice, weeping from his throat, in a small voice, like a kitten still drinking milk begging to leave its mother.

Han Yu stopped exerting himself, and moved the muzzle of the gun slowly back and forth, "Xiao Que, take good care of my gun. He saved me a few days ago, let him taste your wonderful taste." Xiao Que heard that Han Yu Yu wanted to use this pistol to insult herself.

"Last month, I uncovered a printing and dyeing factory that polluted water sources. The factory actually sent more than a dozen people to surround me. Fortunately, I survived with my old partner. The current factory is so bold that it dares to go directly into the water. Dye removal..." Han Yu slowly talked about the pollution cases he solved, each of which involved a wide range of issues. Han Yu relied on some forces to crack down on polluting enterprises, but there were always some enterprises he could not touch.So he must become more and more powerful. Sooner or later, he will break through those companies that cannot be moved one by one.

In the past, Xiao Que liked to hear Han Yu talk about how he beat the bad guys, it seems that Brother Taro is back.But now he has to find a way to make this torture pass sooner.Ignoring the feeling of grabbing the tube, Xiao Que slowly held his breath, letting the blush stain his cheeks until his eyelids were flushed, he tried to shake his legs, his body clamped tightly, and piled together.

"It's really shameless, this will make you happy!" Han Yu took out a pistol and wiped it carefully.Xiao Que breathed a sigh of relief and managed it.

Han Yu, who was in a calm mood, opened the window and looked out, "Do you know how much the land has been raised? I didn't pay so much money for nothing. Boss Hong is getting old, and the land will have to be passed down sooner or later." .”

Xiao Que lowered his head and put on his clothes, holding his breath intermittently to keep his cheeks flushed, so he was panting when he replied, "Boss Hong will pass it on to Dahu and Dalong."

Han Yu turned around and smiled at Xiao Que, "I have obeyed Boss Hong for so many years and spent so much money, but my contributions are not in vain." His eyes were as ruthless as a snake staring at its prey, and he said coldly, "There is no such thing as a big dragon. , and there is no big tiger, Boss Hong will only be left with me. When Xiaoque wants to live in any bunk, you can come and ask me."