Wu Shang

The effect of the medicine in Wu Zhicuo's body has not yet passed, and he fell asleep after eating and drinking.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene he saw felt like a reappearance of the scene...

Shang Mozhi was lying on his side beside him, his fair hands were still on his neck, his restless legs were resting on his stomach, and he was still rubbing against his stomach intentionally or unintentionally.

"Your mother..." Wu Zhicuo gathered all his strength and concentrated on his leg, and kicked it as hard as he could, "Get out of here!"

Almost at the same time as he said this sentence, there was a cry from the ground, and Shang Mozhi rubbed his back in aggrieved way: "Uncle, what are you doing!"

Wu Zhichao pulled the quilt to wrap himself up: "When did your mother come here?"

Shang Mozhi sat on the ground trying to remember, and said with a silly smile for a long time, "Just now!"

It's a lie to think of it with your fingers like this: "The **** will believe you! I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you, hurry up and apologize to me, and send me back!"

Shang Mozhi stood up, although the corners of his mouth were still smiling, his brows were cold: "It's fine to apologize, but send it back... I invited you as a guest, why didn't you stay long before sending it back?"

"You..." To be honest, Wu Zhicuo was a little afraid of this person who didn't know the details, "What do you want to do?"

"I said, I want you."

... Wu Zhicuo doesn't want to argue about this issue now.

"Who the hell are you? There are dangerous things, and you still live in this kind of place." Wu Zhichao's tone was full of vigilance.

"This..." Shang Mozhi hesitated, "You can't tell uncle, it will be dangerous."

"Ghosts believe it," Wu Zhicuo said with a look of contempt, "My only danger is you."

"Hee hee," Shang Mozhi smiled brightly like a child, "Then I'll try my best not to make uncle feel dangerous."

Saying that, Shang Mozhi climbed onto the bed.

"Hey, hey," Wu Zhicuo stepped back slowly, "Don't...don't come over, I...we can have a good talk."

Shang Mozhi found it interesting: "What are you talking about?"

"Ahem," Wu Zhichao cleared his throat and tried to calm down, "I don't know who you are, but I know you must be a dangerous person, so I don't want to have too much contact with you. What happened a while ago I I'm very sorry, but as far as the relationship between men and women is concerned, you were the one who took advantage last time. So, I hope you can take it easy, and let go of the grievances between us today."

The young man who was still smiling just a second ago suddenly had a dark face. He grabbed Wu Zhicuo's hand and growled, "Let's just let it go? Try saying it again!"

Wu Zhicuo was completely frightened by his momentum: "Why are you having a sudden convulsion again, quickly... let me go!"

Shang Mozhi felt angry all over, and was about to do something to vent the anger when there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who!" Shang Mozhi said angrily.

"Master, dinner is ready." Yu She's respectful voice came from outside.

"understood."

Shang Mozhi sat up and rubbed his head: "Go down and eat, I hope you can reorganize your language after dinner, don't make me angry again."

Now Wu Zhicuo has only infinite fear for Shang Mozhi, he dare not say anything, and he obediently allows Shang Mozhi to pull him out.

Downstairs, a table of sumptuous delicacies has been prepared in the restaurant.Yu She and a few maids stood aside, while on the ground there were a few soft and pretty boys with chains tied around their necks.

Wu Zhicuo timidly glanced at the people on the ground, and then secretly glanced at Shang Mozhi.

Shang Mozhi smiled, opened the chair for Wu Zhicuo and said, "Uncle, sit down and eat."

Wu Zhicuo sat down in fear.

During the dinner, Shang Mozhi happily served Wu Zhichao with food and talked about something with great interest.But Wu Zhicuo didn't listen, but kept secretly paying attention to the people on the ground.

"Uncle," Shang Mozhi said coquettishly, "What are you thinking? You are so fascinated."

"What are they doing?" Wu Zhicuo said the question in his heart without going through his brain, but he immediately regretted it, always feeling that he absolutely didn't want to hear the answer.

Shang Mozhi paused with his chopsticks, and replied, "The toy was given by someone else."

There was a chill in Wu Zhicuo's heart, not only because of his suffocating answer, but also because of his indifferent attitude.

"People, toys?" Wu Zhicuo stared at Shang Mozhi in disbelief.

A trace of coldness flashed between Shang Mozhi's brows, but immediately there was a smiling face again, "Uncle is eating vegetables, the food is getting cold. They were all given by others, and I left a few obedient ones by my side to play with them when I was bored." Play."

Wu Zhicuo threw his chopsticks on the ground, stood up suddenly, trembling all over, and shouted angrily, "Play? Did you come here to play with me?"

Wu Zhicuo looked at the people on the ground and seemed to see his miserable self, full of fear and uneasiness.

Shang Mozhi didn't react much, but the people on the side were all shocked. Was he losing his temper with their young master?

Yu She adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, with an elusive light shining in his eyes.

"No," Shang Mozhi said firmly, "All my toys were given by others, and everything around me was prepared respectfully by others. But I found the uncle myself, like never before. Like the treasures I’ve seen, the moment I met my uncle was the best thing in my life.”

"What the hell do I believe in you!" Wu Zhicuo always felt that although Shang Mozhi was dangerous, judging from his attitude towards himself, he was just like a child who wanted too much sugar. At this moment, he only believed that this person was a completely dangerous devil!

Ever since he was fired from the company, Wu Zhicuo has always been sensitive, and a little thing can be strongly affected, not to mention encountering such a mess.

"I'm so unlucky this year!"

"Uncle," Shang Mozhi looked aggrieved, "I want to treat you well, you are different from them."

"Oh," Wu Zhichao smiled ironically, "All toys are fresh for three days. After this effort, there is no difference between me and them. No, no, I was wrong, I am not on the same side as them at all. I am not them, I will not play with you, I want to go!"

Just as Wu Zhicuo was about to leave, Shang Mozhi grabbed him: "You can scold me and lose your temper, but you are not allowed to leave."

"Why should I listen to you!" Wu Zhicuo ruthlessly opened his hand.

Shang Mozhi has lived in a privileged life since he was a child. He has always been particularly protective of his hands, and red marks immediately appeared on his hands when he was beaten.Everyone present was sweating coldly, except for Wu Zhicuo, they all knew that this was simply cutting off the devil's horns!

"Uncle," Shang Mozhi lowered his head decadently, "That's it, we won't talk about it today, it won't do us any good. Let's eat, and sleep well after eating, so we can get along well in the future."

"Get out." Wu Zhichao roared, kicked the chair and lifted his legs and left.

He was really fed up, what kind of tone was Shang Mozhi, as if he had let him at his mercy, but now let him choose mercifully.But I am not controlled by anyone, especially a kid like this who has just grown up!

Wu Zhichao walked towards the gate without turning his head, and Shang Mozhi growled from behind: "Uncle, don't make any more mistakes, my patience is reaching the bottom line, don't force me."

Wu Zhicuo didn't pay attention, who the hell is forcing whom? I'm afraid of being aggressive, so don't force yourself, otherwise it will be a big deal!

Shang Mozhi looked calm, lowered his eyes and waved his hand, Yu She saluted knowingly.

Just as Wu Zhicuo was about to open the door, he smelt a smell, and before he could react, he passed out again.

"Uncle...Uncle...I want you, I want you..."

Wu Zhicuo felt that the whole person was surrounded by darkness, and the devil's spell was lingering in his ears.He wanted to resist, but he had no strength at all.He forcefully opened his eyes a little, and vaguely saw Shang Mozhi.But it's too scary, I don't want to remember that face forever.Ice-cold, eager, greedy... My body was allowed to be manipulated by him, something under my body was constantly impacting, and there were bursts of heart-piercing pain from my embarrassment.

"No...don't..." Wu Zhicuo almost cried, but the people on him didn't pay attention.

Wu Zhicuo just felt that he was surrounded by madness and couldn't get out, no matter how he resisted and begged for mercy, and the demons surrounded him so tightly that he couldn't move and couldn't resist...

It was already noon when Wu Zhicuo woke up again, he felt as if he was seriously ill, his whole body was uncomfortable, and he didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.

Wu Zhicuo barely supported himself, leaned against the head of the bed and gasped for several breaths.Only then did he pay attention to the things around him, it was still yesterday's room, but he didn't have yesterday's surprise in his heart, only full of disgust, everything in the room was overshadowed.

When Wu Zhicuo lifted half of the quilt, all he could see was full of bruises and a series of tooth marks. He could imagine the crimes suffered by his body last night.

He was about to get out of bed when something felt wrong, something in his ankle.

"Fuck it!" Wu Zhicuo roared angrily.

The door was pushed open, and Shang Mozhi was holding the porridge with a bright smile on his face: "Uncle, you are awake, eat something."

Wu Zhicuo looked angry: "What's going on?"

"Hee hee," Shang Mozhi smiled guiltily, "I haven't done it for a long time, I worked hard last night."

"Get out," Wu Zhichao blushed, "Who said that! What's going on with the legs, what's on the legs!"

Shang Mozhi sat by the bed, and gently kissed Wu Zhicuo's forehead: "Uncle is leaving, I can't keep it, that's the only way to go."

"Fart your mother!" Wu Zhicuo roared, "Didn't you ask me to be your guest? This is your way of hospitality?"

Shang Mozhi lowered his head and looked aggrieved: "I'm sorry uncle, but when uncle really wants to be here, I will take it away."

"Get out, then you won't be able to wait all your life! Take it away, I won't pursue what happened last night." Wu Zhicuo took a step back.

"No," Shang Mozhi looked serious, "I won't let it go!"

"Aren't you fucking short-sighted?" Wu Zhicuo scratched his head helplessly, "How many times have we met in total, is this appropriate?"

"I've been with uncle for a month, and I've lived with you for a month in a place you can't see. Why is it inappropriate?"

"That's you, not me! Fuck it, take it away!"

Shang Mozhi's face gradually turned cold: "No way!"

During the time spent with him, Wu Zhicuo has almost figured out his temper. Once Shang Mozhi's face turned cold, he should not provoke him. Wu Zhicuo let go of his anger and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. It's just that you don't understand." How do I wash up?"

"Okay!" Shang Mozhi smiled again.

When Shang Mozhi unlocked him, Wu Zhicuo had been planning how to knock him out and escape.But Shang Mozhi seemed to have seen through everything, and said with a slight smile, "Don't be fooled, uncle, you can't beat me."

"Tch!" Wu Zhicuo turned his head angrily, what Shang Mozhi said was indeed right, no matter who he had, Wu Zhicuo would not be his opponent just by hand-to-hand combat.

"Okay!" Shang Mozhi subdued him.

"Aren't you going to take that apart?" Wu Zhicuo looked at the thing on his lap.

"No need," Shang Mozhi smiled, "I'll need it later when I'm not at home."

"I..." Wu Zhicuo restrained himself from cursing.

Shang Mozhi gently touched his head: "I'll help you, get up."

Wu Zhichao stood up with his hands, if it wasn't for his body being tossed so badly, Wu Zhichao would never let him touch it!

Wu Zhicuo was stunned for a long time in front of the mirror of the washstand: "You...mother is a beast."

Shang Mozhi looked at him innocently with a bright smile, and let him scold without any resistance.

Wu Zhicuo walked carefully to the shower, and Shang Mozhi followed in shamelessly.

"Get out!" Wu Zhicuo didn't want to see his innocent face.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to stand firmly." Shang Mozhi looked aggrieved.

"roll!"

Shang Mozhi didn't say anything to him, and turned on the shower to wash Wu Zhicuo's body.

"Hey," Wu Zhicuo's entire neck turned red, "Don't...don't mess around, I can do it myself."

Shang Mozhi's eyes were gentle and watery, "I did this, and I have to be responsible to uncle."

"Hey," Wu Zhicuo was full of shame, "You...don't push yourself!"

Shang Mozhi wrapped Wu Zhicuo's arms with one hand so that he could not move easily, and the other hand was on his skin inch by inch, not letting go of any place, indeed anywhere!

"Hey, where are you touching?" Wu Zhicuo tried to resist, but he couldn't break free from his arm at all.The sensitivity coming from below made Wu Zhicuo feel a little weak in his feet.

"Uncle..." Shang Mozhi's damn captivating voice kept ringing beside his ears.