jailbreak

After the meal, Ye Wenqi followed the wolf back to the house. The wolf pointed to a door and said, "Toilet."

Ye Wenqi didn't even have time to say thank you, so he rushed in and vomited on the toilet.

He endured it all the time, because he didn't want to be underestimated by others, the smell of blood lingered in his mouth all the time, and he couldn't forget the raw meat and the brittle bones on his ears.

If it wasn't for the wolf's slap that made him spit it all out, I'm afraid he couldn't bear it until now.

During the meal, Cang Shengshu and the warden simply wanted to watch a good show. Cang Shengshu kept adding food for him, and even asked the chef to cook a steak that was medium rare, bloody and bloody. Break down the steak little by little and eat it.

The warden directly ordered a cold pig's ear, and stood behind him with a plate, crunching the food.

Although the wolf and Wan Zhi didn't do anything, they were obviously waiting to see the good show, so Ye Wenqi gritted his teeth and swallowed the meat and everything on the plate. He has endured until now, and he has reached the limit.

Ye Wenqi vomited out all the food he had just eaten, until it was bloodshot and pressed against his stomach until he couldn't vomit anything, and he was still retching.

At some point, the wolf was leaning against the door of the toilet. There was no mockery or concern in his eyes. He was cold and heartless, and he didn't have the profoundness of a half-smile outside.

"Have you vomited enough?" The wolf crossed his arms. The smell of the toilet was terrible, but he didn't smell anything.

After a long time, Ye Wenqi stood up, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, looked at the wolf and said, "Enough."

"Then wash it up and fulfill your obligations." After saying this, the wolf took a nightgown from a chair and threw it on the faucet, turned around and went out.

The black cotton knitted nightgown is comfortable enough just by looking at it.

It's just...Ye Wenqi closed the toilet door, cleaned up his vomit first, and then took off the prison uniform and shoes that couldn't be seen in color or style and threw them aside.

Turn on the water heater, warm water flowed from the nozzle, Ye Wenqi stood below, raised his head and closed his eyes, the water flowed down his face.

The water formed a puddle under his feet, but quickly swirled and flowed into the sewer. The cold floor was in stark contrast to the water on his body.

The corners of Ye Wenqi's mouth began to turn up, as if he had thought of something, he began to laugh silently, but a transparent liquid flowed from his closed eyes, which was immediately washed away by the bath water.

He grinned, grinning ferociously and painfully, without any joy.

To live, just to live.

Give everything, sell your soul, just live, and...

revenge.

After turning off the hot water for washing, Ye Wenqi had regained his composure, at least on the surface. He took the shampoo on the side and poured some on the palm of his hand.

He doesn't have much to use now, and he can get even less. He put down the shampoo bottle and carefully washed his hair. After washing away the blood stains little by little, he rinsed it with water.

He took the bath liquid from one side again, but at this time, Ye Wenqi didn't move again.

Ye Wenqi is an ordinary college student who rarely even watches porn, let alone same-sex affairs.

Although he is not gay, there is another boy in his dormitory. Although he moved out with his boyfriend very early, Ye Wenqi also understood a little bit from the few words they chatted with.

Ye Wenqi doesn't discriminate against gays, after all, it's a kind of mutual affection. At the beginning, I thought it was a help to bachelors like them. After all, there are only a few girls in college, especially pretty girls.

However, Ye Wenqi never imagined that one day he would do the same.

Ye Wenqi does not admit that he is GAY, although he is about to have sex with a man, but he always thinks that GAY means those who are willing.

It's not like him, with a purpose, at best...Ye Wenqi opened the bath liquid, poured out some, and started hitting his body. At best, he was just a prostitute MB.

After rinsing off the foam on his body, Ye Wenqi put some bath liquid on his hands again, but this time the fingers covered with bath liquid stretched out behind him.

"It's disgusting..." When the finger entered the body, it hurt, but Ye Wenqi didn't stop, just whispered.

I don't know whether these three words refer to the wolf or to himself.

Not only the pain but also a weird feeling, a kind of psychological and physical rejection, which made his cleaning work more difficult.

However, Ye Wenqi seemed to have no feeling at all, washing himself with one finger and two fingers, just to prepare himself and send him to the wolf's bed as a sacrifice.

Ye Wenqi didn't even dry his body, so he put on the nightgown thrown to him by the wolf. The pure cotton nightgown was a little too big, and because it was wet, the black nightgown was almost stuck to Ye Wenqi's body. On Wen Qi.

When he went out with bare feet, the wolf was carving a whole bar of chocolate into little animals with a knife, and eating them in one bite.

The wolf carves with great care, and the small animals are exquisite and cute, but he doesn't hesitate to eat the things that have been melted with his painstaking efforts.

When Marven Ye came to him, he was carving an eagle in his hand. The little eagle had hard pecks and immature wings.

After finishing the last bit, the wolf threw the eagle into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it down his stomach, "Was it clean?"

Ye Wenqi's lips were very white, an abnormal paleness, his voice was dry and hoarse, as if he had forced it out, "Yes."

The wolf casually threw out the knife in his hand, and stuck the knife into a door, "Go in."

Ye Wenqi didn't say a word this time, but walked towards the door with the knife in it step by step. His steps were not big, but he walked steadily, like a dead person leaving the last dance with his life.

When he put his hand on the door, Marven Ye paused for a moment, and then pushed the door open. The room was not lit, and it was very dark, but in such an environment, Marven Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't go in until his eyes got used to the darkness. It was a simple bedroom with a big bed in the middle, nothing superfluous.

Ye Wenqi sat on the bed and untied the straps of his nightgown with stiff fingers. He couldn't help being a little mocking in his heart. The wolf was really thoughtful. If he really had a row of buttoned pajamas in this environment, he might not be able to untie them at all.

The nightgown slipped to the floor, and Ye Wenqi was lying on the bed. The bed was very hard, not the soft bed that he was used to sleeping at home.

In addition, Ye Wenqi still had many injuries on his body, and his back was even more bruised. Just lying down like this, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Resisting the urge to put back on his clothes and run out, he lifted the wolf's quilt and covered himself, holding the sheet tightly with both hands under the quilt.

Ye Wenqi felt that he was really funny. He had already decided on something, but at this moment, he was still shaking and pretending.

What the wolf said back then was true. He really wanted to be a bitch and set up a chastity archway. How could there be such a good thing in this world.

When the lights in the house were turned on, Ye Wenqi closed his eyes reflexively, and when he opened them again, he saw the wolf leaning against the wall, looking at him with great interest, "It's really self-conscious."

Marven Ye pursed his pale lips, and said, "Turn off the light."

"En?" The wolf looked at him with raised eyebrows, and raised his eyebrows slightly, with a bit of teasing.

"Please turn off the light." Ye Wenqi said again, then lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the wolf, "Please."

Ye Wenqi knew what a wolf wanted, a pet, a pet with claws but must be completely tamed in front of him.

A unique pet that can let him vent his desires without embarrassing him.

Ye Wenqi's eyelashes were very long, and his eyes were slightly downcast, trembling, like a butterfly with lost wings, flapping in despair.

"Heh..." The sound of humming and laughing sounded in the quiet room, and Ye Wenqi's body froze for a moment.

It's not that he wasn't afraid, after all, he saw a wolf killing someone, and even asked him to kill that person, and he realized the cold blood of a wolf even more.

However, Ye Wenqi was unwilling to let go of the last insistence. Holding a glimmer of hope, he said again, "Please turn off the light, please."

He was answered by returning darkness and the sound of doors closing.

Ye Wenqi breathed a sigh of relief, but when he felt that there was another person beside him, he realized that his breath of relief was too early.

He didn't hear the wolf's footsteps at all, and he didn't know when the wolf sat down on the bed and looked down at him.

The wolf's fingers were cold. When Ye Wenqi saw the wolf's hands, he felt that the shape of the wolf's hand was beautiful, but he never knew that there were such thick calluses on the wolf's fingers. The rough feeling across his face made his hair shudder. Stand up.

The hand brushed across the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, landed on his nose, stroked his lips for the last time, and then returned to his eyes.

Ye Wenqi closed his eyes, he felt that the wolf's fingers kept drawing his eyes, and even gave him a feeling that the wolf would gouge out his eyes.

"This is your determination?" A sarcastic voice sounded in the room, "That's all."

Ye Wenqi bit his lower lip, swallowed, and propped himself up. After hesitating for a while, he hooked his arms around the wolf's neck, leaned forward slightly, and kissed his own lips.

His movements were stiff, and he would pause for a long time for a simple movement, but the wolf neither urged nor stopped him.

It was only when Ye Wenqi's lips were attached to his lips, rubbing strangely, that he reached out and put his arms around Ye Wenqi's waist, turned around, changed his position, lay on the bed by himself, and let Ye Wenqi lie on his lap. body.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was obvious, he was waiting for Ye Wenqi's performance, more precisely, Ye Wenqi's service.

Ye Wenqi was oppressed and in pain, but he still stretched out his hand and tore the wolf's nightgown haphazardly.

Sitting on the wolf's body, he thought he would vomit it out, would be sick to death, and even convulsed and finally be thrown out by the wolf.

But when he held the wolf's avatar, nothing happened, and he couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile, maybe he was born lustful.

Moving his hands up and down, he has never done it for others, but he has done it for himself, not to mention that he and the wolf are both men.

Men know better how to make men happy, and soon the wolf gets hard.Ye Wenqi let go of his hand, pressed the wolf's chest with one hand, and knelt on both sides of the wolf's body with his legs apart, and supported the wolf's clone with the other hand to sit down a little bit.

Ye Wenqi didn't know how a wolf felt, but he felt very painful. Although he cleaned and even did some previous work, it was not enough after all, and it was his first time.

Ye Wenqi bit his lip, sat down straight to the end, then collapsed on the wolf's body, and began to pant heavily, the pain, the pain, a bone-piercing pain that destroyed self-esteem.