Qiuchi silent

Summary: You said you did your homework?

What happened in the toilet became a knot in my heart.

Xie Qiuchi still didn't show it on his face, but occasionally when he was reading a book, the words on the book gradually became blurred, and the most clear thing was the man's eyes.

Rubbing the pages of the book with his fingertips, a thought floated into Xie Qiuchi's mind—that person...was he just reminding him, or did he see something?

When thinking about this, Xie Qiuchi clenched his right hand slightly.

This is his habitual action, and he will use this action to calm down when his mood fluctuates.

But this time it was obviously not so easy to calm down.

Xie Qiuchi sighed in his heart, silently closed the book and put it back on the shelf, guessing that it was almost time, he left the library to go to class.

He is a sophomore this year, and his grades are not top-notch. Occasionally, he can get into the top ten if he performs well.He is not a very smart person, but his diligence can make up for his weakness.

Passing the playground on the way to the classroom, Xie Qiuchi was thinking about his own business and didn't pay attention, but suddenly heard a burst of applause, and subconsciously looked towards the playground.

The dunker landed steadily, with a calm expression amidst the applause, and a few girls screamed.

Xie Qiuchi couldn't help but pause.

It seems that the queen is not only unreasonable, but also don't even have random thoughts - the one who dunks happens to be the protagonist of his troubles.

"Mu Zhe! Mu Zhe! Mu Zhe!"

Xie Qiuchi heard the voice calling that person's name, and thought over the pronunciation of these two words many times, but couldn't determine which two words it was, and his heart suddenly became entangled.

Want...to find out who he is?

Then he denied it—he had nowhere to ask.

Why don't you check the school's forum?

He has never paid attention to this kind of thing before, but judging from the appearance of that person, he should be very famous in school, maybe he can find some information about him on it.

Forget it... to inquire about what these things are, is it possible for him to...

The sun scorched his scalp, Xie Qiuchi took a deep breath and clenched his slightly cold fingers.

After the game, Mu Zhe dismissed the onlookers and teammates, and looked around casually while drinking the water that Song Qingsheng handed over.

Because Xie Qiuchi was not far from the playground, Mu Zhe could easily notice that there was someone there.

There were too many nympho people, but that person stood there motionless and didn't shout, which seemed very abrupt.

When Mu Zhe saw who it was, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Coincidentally, thank you...Qiuchi, right?

Thinking of this incident, he felt a little annoyed. He was bothered about accepting slaves that day. He was so careless that he didn't notice people in time. error.Fortunately, he was the only one whose face was seen, and even if something happened, he could pick the other person out.

Xie Qiuchi was still struggling in his heart and didn't notice his gaze, but Song Qingsheng who was standing next to him noticed it, followed his gaze, and saw Xie Qiuchi who was standing aside in a daze.

"Know?"

Mu Zhe let out a "huh" and said, "I met once."

She looked at Xie Qiuchi from afar: "Tsk, he looks so upright..."

Mu Zhe sighed: "You think about this when you're full all day long?"

"Aren't you concerned about your love life and sex life? Last time, I thought the figure was pretty good, and I liked you too. Why didn't you confiscate it? Are you frigid?"

Song Qingsheng and Mu Zhe had known each other for a long time, and they happened to be both insiders. He knew that he was not opposed to discussing feelings with slaves, but he was not keen on it. He hadn't met a suitable one in the past few years.She doesn't know if Mu Zhe is lonely or not, anyway, she looks lonely, so she often wants to persuade Mu Zhe to have a boyfriend too.

As soon as Mu Zhe mentioned this, he glanced at Xie Qiuchi, and found that he had already left, he said "tsk": "He is not servile, so he has been pestering me all the time, so he tried reluctantly." Once, kneeling on my knees, I was afraid of making him cry."

Attributes are really hard to come by, if you have to train them, that person probably can't stand it, and he doesn't feel much pleasure himself.

"Don't you just like to make people cry?" Song Qing asked in surprise.

"Watching a dog cry is the same as watching a big man cry? I can't bear the responsibility if I can't get through the hurdles in my heart." Mu Zhe said, "Besides...it just happened to happen last time. Unexpectedly, he was terrified when he came back to his senses. I took the initiative to mention it and he agreed."

"Accident?"

Mu Zhe pointed to the place where Xie Qiuchi stood with his chin: "He saw it, and probably heard me calling someone a dog. I don't know if it will help if I warn you."

"You still make such a mistake?!"

"The most annoying person who can't figure out his own weight, originally planned to give him a difficult problem, but he probably retreated in spite of the difficulty. I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect people to be a little heroic. If you face difficulties, you two will be bumped into by someone, right?" Song Qing said in an exaggerated tone.

"...Why am I so frightened when I hear you talking?"

"Only when the dog kneeling at your feet speaks, you don't feel uncomfortable." Song Qing said indifferently, "I don't think you need to worry too much, he doesn't look like someone who can talk outside."

Mu Zhe laughed angrily at her logic: "Why, because he looks upright?"

Song Qingsheng even nodded: "That's right, good-looking people never gossip."

"The experimental data is wrong because you put all your eyes on it, right?" Mu Zhe threw the empty water bottle into the trash can, and said, "But the face looks really to my liking—if only it were a dog, Don't worry about it either."

Although he and Xie Qiuchi have only met once, but Xie Qiuchi has a special temperament, the whole person seems to be separated from other things, he is not so much calm as he is cold, and he hardly notices anything else at first glance.

If this is a dog, the huge contrast in training must be particularly cool.

There was no movement from Xie Qiuchi for many days, and Mu Zhe felt better. Just when he almost forgot about it, Xie Qiuchi took the initiative to find him.

"Hello, I'm Xie Qiuchi, are you free to have a meal?"

Xie Qiuchi?

After reading the message, Mu Zhe put it aside for a while and didn't reply. After half an hour, when he came back from the shower and saw the blacked-out phone screen, he replied briefly: "Time and place."

He threw the phone aside, wondering what the situation was.

Hard stubble?Don't you want to use what happened that day to make trouble for him?This is too bad to see people.

He thought to himself, really want to see what kind of tricks he is going to play.

Xie Qiuchi replied quickly: "This Saturday at six o'clock in the evening, is the steak on the East Street available?"

"to make."

Xie Qiuchi stared at the phone, and buried himself in the pillow after a while.

He couldn't sleep well for several nights, and he couldn't read the book. When he was in class the day before yesterday, he was distracted, and his mind was still on that person's feet.

He had gone to the hotel three times within two weeks, but every time he knelt on the ground to vent, it still brought endless emptiness—whether he imagined kneeling at a man's feet or being penetrated by a man.

Xie Qiuchi clenched his fist.

No matter what, he had to find a way to get out of this state.

He needs a real training session.

Xie Qiuchi had been waiting in the restaurant half an hour earlier, but Mu Zhe didn't step in until six o'clock.

He sat down unhurriedly, with a smile on his face: "I'm not late, am I?"

Xie Qiuchi was not able to look directly at him, and lowered his eyes to look at the wood texture on the table: "No, the time is just right."

This point is very accurate. He believes that Mu Zhe did it on purpose, but he doesn't know whether it is pressure or something else.

Mu Zhe looked at him, and it didn't look like he had any bad intentions.He had just finished thinking about it, and smiled inwardly—he had learned Song Qingsheng's theory that face is justice.

"Tell me, what do you want from me." Mu Zhe didn't bother to guess, and then he simply cut to the chase.

In the restaurant, the seats are far apart, and green plants are used to create a relatively quiet place for diners to talk.

This is the place Xie Qiuchi chose on purpose, but the restaurant was very quiet at this time, he hesitated for a moment, afraid that what he said would be heard too loudly, and said in a suppressed voice: "Are you interested in... raising a dog? "

He used the honorific title, and Mu Zhe understood what he meant without much effort, and raised his eyebrows: "You?"

Xie Qiuchi nodded.

Fuck, what the hell is this called?Pillows when you want to sleep?

Mu Zhe looked at him and was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

Xie Qiuchi sat back a little, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Just when the food was served, Mu Zhe knocked on the table with his fingers: "Eat first."

Hearing this, Xie Qiuchi let go of his grip on his pants and lowered his head to compete with the steak on his plate.

Mu Zhe let him eat, but he didn't move much. Xie Qiuchi felt Mu Zhe's gaze, and the knife accidentally hit the plate.

"Don't be nervous." Mu Zhe reassured habitually, and he felt a little funny after speaking—half a minute ago, he was still thinking about how to teach the person in front of him a lesson, but it turned out that it was still a dog, and he still wanted to kneel under him. The kind at the feet.

Xie Qiuchi simply put down the knife and fork: "You..."

Mu Zhe interrupted him with a gesture: "If the dog is disobedient, no one will be interested."

Xie Qiuchi was stunned for a moment before realizing that this sentence refers to the "eat first" he just said, so he had to hold back the words and start eating again.

Mu Zhe also cut his share slowly. He didn't talk to Xie Qiuchi again, and Xie Qiuchi kept his mouth shut, but he was still a little nervous, and looked at Mu Zhe from time to time, not knowing what Mu Zhe meant.

Mu Zhe naturally noticed it, but he didn't intend to discuss this topic too much here—it was a public occasion, he was careless just once, although it seems that not only did nothing go wrong, but there were unexpected gains, but still Need to be more cautious.

Moreover, Xie Qiuchi's ignorant behavior just now made him a little annoyed, so he just let him hang out for a while.

After eating, he stopped Xie Qiuchi from paying, settled the bill by himself, and said, "Let's go."

Xie Qiuchi nodded, got up and followed behind him.

After getting into the car, Mu Zhe said, "Want to be my dog?"

"Yes." Xie Qiuchi sat very straight, Mu Zhe could hear the tension in his voice, but he didn't point it out this time, only asked: "Newbie?"

"I haven't been trained, but...but I have done a lot of homework."

Mu Zhe frowned when he heard his self-proclaim, thinking that this might not be enough homework.

He didn't get too entangled with this, and said: "I have no plans to accept a house slave for the time being, and I won't maintain a master-slave relationship with you around the clock. Do you have this demand?"

"No."

Xie Qiuchi's answer was within Mu Zhe's expectation. He thought just now that the reason why Xie Qiuchi looked for him was that he suddenly discovered his attributes after watching the scene that day. I knew it, but I never had the guts to try it. I met him by such a coincidence, so I struggled for a few days and decided to give it a try.

Most of the first training is to try newcomers, and there is no one who is in a hurry to serve others.

But no matter what Xie Qiuchi thinks now, if he wants to be his dog, he must be good. He always has a way to dispel his crooked thoughts and let him know that as long as he kneels, he must be serious about being a dog.

He guessed exactly what Xie Qiuchi was thinking, but Xie Qiuchi still didn't know anything and waited anxiously.

Until Mu Zhe spoke again: "Did you ask for leave from the supervisor?"

Since he said that, he agreed to train him. Xie Qiuchi finally let go of his heart: "Please..." He paused, and added, "Master."

Mu Zhe nodded and said nothing. Xie Qiuchi observed his expression and felt that he was quite satisfied with his change of words.

Xie Qiuchi was a little surprised when Mu Zhe parked his car in the garage of a small western-style building—although Mu Zhe drove a car, he drove a cheap SUV and wore ordinary brands. It is also a few years old, but it is not too far from the urban area. Even if it is an economical type, it is definitely not something that ordinary students can afford casually.

But it had nothing to do with him, Xie Qiuchi's doubts only lasted for a few seconds, and was replaced by nervousness, and his throat was a little tight when he walked into the room.

Mu Zhe stopped by the door, turned around and said, "Just put the clothes here."

The implication is obvious.

Xie Qiuchi and him looked at each other for a short two seconds, then lowered their eyes and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

The weather was hot, he was only wearing a shirt and cropped pants, Xie Qiuchi tried not to look at Mu Zhe, quickly reached out and unbuttoned the shirt, took it off, folded it and put it on the ground aside.

When he took off his trousers, he hesitated for a moment, and simply pulled them down together with his underwear, finally standing naked in front of Mu Zhe.

Mu Zhe looked at him leisurely.

Xie Qiuchi was obviously nervous, his forearms and thighs were tense, showing a little muscle, his skin was fair and too thin, not the type Mu Zhe liked, but his legs were long and straight.

He turned his gaze to Xie Qiuchi's face, which was different from his usual calmness. Although he was still trying his best to maintain a normal expression, his lips were already pursed into a line, his eyeballs were tilted to one side and he dared not look at him, and the roots of his ears were still a little red.

After looking at it enough, Mu Zhe lightly pressed Xie Qiuchi's shoulder. Xie Qiuchi was startled by his sudden press, and when he reacted, he immediately knelt down following his strength.

His knee touched the cold hard floor, before he had time to adapt, he heard Mu Zhe say: "Follow me."

After saying that, he walked inside, Xie Qiuchi hesitated, put his hands on the ground, and followed Mu Zhe on all fours.

Mu Zhe's pace was not fast, obviously slowing down on purpose to wait for him, the floor was so hard that his knees felt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately he had sneaked this way in private, so even though it was the first time he did this in front of people, it was still He caught up with Mu Zhe in time.

Mu Zhe sat on the sofa and tapped the floor in front of him with his toes. Xie Qiuchi crawled over and knelt down where he pointed, staring down at the ground.

The hard floor is only a short way into the door, and the rest is covered with thick carpet, which is not too painful to kneel on.

Is it for training?

Xie Qiuchi thought silently in his heart, and heard Mu Zhe say: "It's not bad, but the posture is not good-looking."

He buried his head lower in embarrassment, but Mu Zhe raised his face with his feet against his chin.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

Mu Zhe only wore a pair of white cotton socks, and the smell of soap was mixed with a little sweat. Xie Qiuchi's tongue seemed to be stiff and he couldn't speak, only his breathing became heavier.

Mu Zhe's expression sank: "I'm fucking asking you something, are you dumb?"

"...No," Xie Qiuchi said with difficulty, feeling the warm breath coming through the cotton socks, "I... I'm sorry... I forgot to pay attention to my posture..."

He was a little incoherent, and when Mu Zhe put down his feet, his neck was still stiff and did not move.

"It doesn't matter if you climb well or not—but the master has to answer when he asks questions, and if he can't answer, he will copy, copy a sentence a hundred times, recite it a hundred times, and whip every word. If it hurts, you will know how to answer it. "

"I see." Xie Qiuchi nodded in embarrassment.

Mu Zhe leaned on the sofa and lightly kicked Xie Qiuchi's thigh with his feet. Xie Qiuchi didn't react at the first time, so he let him kick him stiffly. When he realized that he was correcting his posture, he separated his thighs with force, and then pushed his thighs apart. Keep the back of your hand well and keep your chest out.

This posture allowed him to see everything in front of him. Xie Qiuchi couldn't help but want to close his eyes to escape, but was stopped by Mu Zhe: "Open your eyes wider and look at me. Don't you always peek when you eat? Now I will give you one." An above board opportunity.”

Xie Qiuchi had no choice but to look at Mu Zhe.

Mu Zhe said: "Because it's your first time, let me tell you the rules - just say it once, if you don't remember it, you will be at your own risk."

"……Yes."

"First point, although I am not a domestic slave, I only have one dog at the same time, so my dog ​​should not even think about going to other masters. If you don't want to play, just say it and lick other people's feet behind my back. Make sure you can't afford the consequences."

"The second point is to be obedient. This is the most basic point of being a dog. Don't ask me to repeat a sentence. Do it immediately after saying it. It doesn't matter if you can't do it. The attitude is the most important-but if you don't do it, you will be punished."

"The third point is that I don't like dogs wearing clothes in front of me, and I don't like dogs being at eye level with me, so when you enter this door, you should take off your clothes and kneel down, and don't get up unless I tell you."

"Fourth point, think of a safe word for yourself, and the training will end when you say it. You have an equal chance to talk to me. But when you are a dog, you should be a dog. Don't think about those messy things. If you don't respond in time, there will be punish."

"Fifth point, write me your schedule silently, and I will determine your training time according to the schedule. If you get angry during the rest of the time, you can hold it back. Every part of your body belongs to me. If you dare not Touching with permission shows that you don't want to be my dog, and we can terminate the relationship."

"Sixth point, I will protect you during the training period, and will not leave permanent damage on you. If you have anything that is really unacceptable, you can tell me, and I will consider it. When the mood comes, I will train outdoors, but You don't have to worry, you won't be found out. All you have to do is trust me."

"Do you understand?"

Mu Zhe crossed his legs, and the toe of his shoe was dangling in front of Xie Qiuchi, which made him unable to calm down, and said, "Understood."

"Aren't you full?"

Xie Qiuchi said loudly: "Understood, master."

Mu Zhe didn't respond, but stared at him, making him a little dazed, not knowing what to do.

After a while, Mu Zhe let out a "tsk": "You know what, you didn't listen carefully, did you? What about the safe word?"

Only then did Xie Qiuchi remember that Mu Zhe did say "think of a safe word" just now, and he thought for a while: "Master, can anything be okay?"

"Ah."

"I want to use the owner's name as a security word, is that okay?"

"Okay." Mu Zhe smiled, "I can't shout normally, so I want to take advantage of that time to have a good time?"

"No master!" Xie Qiuchi quickly explained.

Mu Zhe kicked him lightly and scolded with a smile: "Who the hell are you louder than?"

"I'm sorry master, I was wrong." He immediately lowered his voice and apologized.

Mu Zhe didn't intend to spare him easily, and said coldly: "After the rules are established, we will settle the score."

Xie Qiuchi's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded with low eyebrows.

Mu Zhe glanced over coldly: "You said you did your homework? Why don't you understand the rules after doing your homework? Which dog do you hear calling itself 'I' all the time?"

Only then did Xie Qiuchi realize that there was something wrong with what he said just now, and he felt a little ashamed for a moment—he still didn't do his homework well.

I can only find a way to make up for it.

But Mu Zhe didn't say anything, he didn't know what to call himself, so he imitated a few dog barks, and leaned over to kowtow to Mu Zhe.

Once the head was buried, it couldn't get up again - Mu Zhe stepped on his head.

Xie Qiuchi froze immediately.

Mu Zhe stepped on it for a few seconds, then kicked his side face.

Xie Qiuchi knowingly turned his head at Mu Zhe's feet, with his face pressed to the ground, and Mu Zhe stepped on his face again.

From this angle, he could only see Mu Zhe's ankles covered by socks and the black trousers, but he could smell Mu Zhe with every breath, and his breath became short of breath.

Hearing his unbearable panting, Mu Zhe laughed and said, "You're springing up so soon? Does the master step on you?"

Xie Qiuchi took a breath, he remembered the rules Mu Zhe had just made, he dared not answer, and let out a "bark" with his throat trembling.

"There are so many little cleverness." Mu Zhe said indiscriminately, rubbing his feet on his face a few times before taking it away. Xie Qiuchi didn't get permission, and still pressed his face to the ground.

"Get up, bitch."

Xie Qiuchi's cautiousness fell into Mu Zhe's eyes, and he felt a little more comfortable-although the puppy is too young, but fortunately it learns quickly, and it should be quite interesting to train.

Xie Qiuchi was really sensible, and kowtowed to him before he got up: "Thank you master for forgiving the bitch."

He knew that Mu Zhe was giving him a hint on purpose and didn't embarrass him, so he was really grateful in a vague way. Hearing that he changed his address, Mu Zhe also smiled: "Good dog."

"But—" he changed the subject, "Did I say I forgive you?"

Xie Qiuchi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head honestly: "No."

"Go back and copy it a hundred times."

What he said was nonsense, Xie Qiuchi was about to ask, when he saw Mu Zhe propping his chin with his hands, and asked with a smile: "The dog's dick is hard, when did it get hard?"

Xie Qiuchi lowered his eyes and saw that his genitals had indeed turned up.

He twisted the wool of the carpet tightly with his fingers, and replied embarrassingly: "Just now... when you stepped on me..."

"Can you answer? Have you returned all the Chinese you have learned to the teacher?"

When Mu Zhe has a heart to embarrass people, he twists and turns his words to the utmost irony. Fortunately, Xie Qiuchi has a clear mind and responds promptly: "A cheap dog is... hard when his master steps on his face."

He still hesitated to speak, Mu Zhe said: "Repeat."

"A cheap dog is hard when its master steps on its face..."

"Go on, don't stop."

Xie Qiuchi could only repeat this sentence to Mu Zhe repeatedly, until he was fluent enough, Mu Zhe told him to stop: "Just copy this, copy it carefully, don't give me perfunctory."

"Yes."

"Slut." Mu Zhe scolded, Xie Qiuchi subconsciously replied "yes", and blushed as soon as he finished speaking.

This reaction was a bit different from his usual appearance, but Mu Zhe thought it was cute, and ran along his hair like petting a dog.

Xie Qiuchi trembled, and his face turned even redder.