The scum attack has the ability to chase after it.

At this moment, the former sunny boy clamped his hands in his outstretched hands with his left hand, freed his left leg to press his knee tightly, his right leg stood on the ground for support, and the free right hand pinched frivolously. Touching Li Huan's chin.

"I'm not your type, heh, do you know what type I am? Now I'll let you see what type I am."

Li Huan turned his head away in disgust, even in such a precarious situation, his eyes were cold: "Either simply and neatly, I will kill me after I finish it, or if you don't kill me, I will definitely kill you."

"I'd like to see if you have the ability." Mu Chen possessed himself and bit Li Huan's neck hard.

The sudden pain made Li Huan gasp.

Mu Chen let go, backed away a little, and rubbed the tooth marks on Li Huan's neck, the lust in his eyes began to burn.

"It's so fucking delicious." After finishing speaking, he leaned over again, this time instead of biting, he sucked vigorously.

Li Huan still struggled violently, raised his head and hit Mu Chen's head forcefully.

As a result, Mu Chen predicted his intentions in advance, and stuck his right hand on his chin, forcing him to "present" the entire fair neck in front of him.

Mu Chen's movements began to gradually get out of control.

His lips wandered greedily on Li Huan's neck, from sucking to licking to gnawing.

The sense of humiliation tormented Li Huan, his eye circles were red, but his eyes were even more stubborn: "You are so fucking disgusting, you are a pervert, Mu Chen, let me tell you, I will make you die."

"Humph!"

The person who was busy with his mouth only let out a mocking cold snort from between his nostrils.

As if he had finally trampled enough on his neck, Mu Chen moved away from Li Huan's neck, poked his head down, and picked up Li Huan's home clothes with his teeth.

The wet tip of the tongue lingered near the navel, and after a while, it penetrated into the navel.

Li Huan trembled violently, his eyes were red with hatred, and his lower abdomen was covered with goosebumps, heaving violently because of the pain and humiliation.

"Mu Chen, stop it, you bastard, you are a fucking son of a bitch, stop it."

"late."

Mu Chen raised his head and sneered.

The right hand released Li Huan's chin, landed on the rubber band of Li Huan's home pants, and rubbed it back and forth.

Li Huan tensed his body, trying to struggle with his upper body.

But because his hands were cut behind his back, he couldn't use any strength.

"Mu Chen, do you really want to go that far? Do you know what you're doing?" Li Huan couldn't struggle and could only support his head, glaring at Mu Chen with blood red eyes.

However, this bit of anger is more like fun for a person who is already dominated by hormones.

"Do you think I know what I'm doing? Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Huan's home pants were pulled to his thigh.

Mu Chen's fingers were very rough, rubbing back and forth on his thigh, which aroused Li Huan's goosebumps.

"Your skin is really good." To Li Huan's ears, his compliment was disgusting.

"It's time to fucking fuck you. It's a waste of time to spend so long with you, but it's not too late. Brother Li, I'll give you a chance to be my man. If you promise, you can give me a kiss. Today I let you go."

Mu Chen lowered his head, his eyes were gentle, and he said it was a threat, more like coaxing.

"Pooh!"

The coaxing failed, in exchange for a face full of saliva.

The tenderness in Mu Chen's eyes disappeared, and he pulled Li Huan off the sofa, forcing him into a kneeling position.

The big palm, covering the firm and upturned place, trampled wantonly: "I didn't expect you to be so indebted, okay, I will satisfy you."

After a sound of zipping, the edge of Li Huan's underwear was hooked up.

In his heart, he was desperate.

Just about to scold hysterically and greet all eighteen generations of Mu Chen's ancestors, the doorbell rang.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

At this moment, there is no more beautiful sound than this.

Li Huan shouted almost immediately: "Help... um..."

The cry for help was silenced by a pair of big palms.

Fortunately, the doorbell continued to ring.

Mu Chen was startled and controlled Li Huan, not letting him make any movement.

Waiting patiently for the doorbell to stop.

But the person at the door was very persistent.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

It took about two to three minutes, and Mu Chen, who was waiting, wanted to open the door and beat the person at the door unconscious.

Fortunately, it finally stopped.

Hear footsteps going away.

Mu Chen was proud: "Look, it's destined, today you are mine."

He didn't dare to be careless. He looked left and right, but he couldn't find a suitable cloth to cover Li Huan's mouth. Finally, after a lot of effort, he peeled off his home T-shirt from the struggling Li Huan, pinched it into a The regiment forcefully stuffed it into Li Huan's mouth, and pressed Li Huan's head on the sofa so that he could not move, preventing him from rubbing the "sealing cloth" back and forth.

But in this way, there is no extra hand to take off Li Huan's last layer of defense.

It doesn't matter, you can rub it off.

The moment Mu Chen's lower body was pressed against her through the pants, Li Huan was stiff and cold.

Despair enveloped him again.

However, perhaps this thing of hope has always taken care of him.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

The doorbell rang again.

Mu Chen spat hard and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it."

This time, there are not only bells but also human voices.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, Mr. Li."

It was the voice of the community security guard.

"Mr. Li, are you at home, Mr. Li, can you hear me? Mr. Li?"

"Mr. Li, if you don't answer, I will call the police."

"Mr. Li, I am calling the police now."

In an instant, the restraint on Li Huan's body was loosened.

Mu Chen went out from the kitchen window extremely fast.

Li Huan sat paralyzed on the ground, and it took him a long time to recover.

He packed himself up and got up to open the door.

The security guard Lao Luo stood at the door and saw his nervous face: "Mr. Li, are you okay? Someone sneaked in from the community. I saw from the surveillance that he pushed you into the house. Are you okay?"

I really don't know whether to say that the security guard is not doing his job well, or it's really exciting.

"It's nothing."

The security guard glanced inside the house: "Are you really all right?"

Li Huan forced a smile: "It's all right, thank you."

"That person?"

"A friend of mine."

"Oh, that's it, then I'll go first, Mr. Li."

Once Lao Luo left, Li Huan didn't want to stay in this house anymore.

He couldn't guarantee whether Mu Chen would go far.

He only took his mobile phone and quickly left the house. He didn't even have time to turn off the lights before going to Xu Ziqian's house on Wutong Road.

As for why he went to Xu Ziqian's house, he had his own considerations.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Mu Chen might not have imagined that he would have another place to stay in Fontaine Community.

Shelter, strange, why he would use these four words.

When I arrived at Xu Ziqian's house, I drank a glass of water, and my messy heart finally calmed down completely.

Call the police?

Say what?

I was molested by a man?

Not to mention hard or not.

But it is impossible for the police station to file a case.

According to the existing domestic laws, there is no one that explicitly protects men from sexual harassment.

Besides, he has no proof.

It is obviously unrealistic to sue Mu Chen.

Then bear it?

I couldn't bear it anymore.

But Li Huan knew very well in his heart that what he said about killing Mu Chen was really just clamoring.

No money, no power, why kill people.

If he could rely on his solitary courage, he wouldn't have been oppressed and almost raped at home just now.

Either go crazy and do some crime.

Li Huan couldn't do it again.

There is a shortcut, turn to Xu Ziqian for help.

After thinking about it, Li Huan immediately rejected it.

Xu Ziqian's favor here, he has worked hard enough, and he doesn't want to owe any more.

As for the one from Shen Li's family, that's even more embarrassing.

Li Huan felt that he was struck by lightning and could only suffer in vain, feeling aggrieved in his heart.

Aggrieved and aggrieved, naturally I suffered from insomnia all night.

I couldn't bear it in the morning, and fell asleep on the sofa.

When Xu Ziqian opened the door early in the morning, he saw Li Huan curled up on the sofa under a blanket.

I froze for a moment, thinking it was an illusion.

Until the man's small snoring sound was so even and lovely, he smiled.

Going forward, unable to bear to wake him up, she squatted beside him and watched his sleeping face.

This man is not small.

But this face looks so pure, if you say you are a college student, no one will doubt it.

Everyone in the world said that his beautiful and delicate face was due to the use of a knife.

They didn't know that when he was with him just now, except for his masculine face, he was already a man enough to make a GAY fall in love with him.

His eyelashes are very long, and he used to have single eyelids. He has a different kind of charm and is very attractive.

The bridge of the nose is high and the lips are thin and sexy.

The biggest advantage is the skin.

His skin was fair and smooth to the touch.

Li Huan was born with baby-like skin that women envy.

If you stand in the sun, you can clearly see the soft down on his face, which is very gentle and gives people a warm feeling.

He always had a good laugh, at least before.

When did his smile become full of bitterness and world-weariness?

Xu Ziqian's fingertips caressed the corner of Li Huan's mouth lovingly and guiltily.

I really want to plant that bright and pure smile back on the corner of his mouth.

The sleeping person showed a bit of impatience because of the stroking of the corner of his mouth.

Knowing that he was troubled by insomnia, Xu Ziqian withdrew his finger.

But when he got up to get him a bigger quilt, his eyes were fixed in one place, unable to move.

On Li Huan's neck, there were large and small deep and shallow bruises, which hurt Xu Ziqian's eyes.

He didn't want to take these large and small spots as hickeys.

But some of the red marks scratched with teeth reminded him ruthlessly: this is a hickey, and it is a fierce hickey.

Xu Ziqian's side hand clenched tightly into a fist.

He thought of what Li Huan had said these days that he was going out.

I also thought that Li Huan would not reply when he asked about his whereabouts.

So, do you think he is in the way?

Why did you sleep at his house, because you wanted to seek excitement in someone else's house?

Didn't go home after finishing the work, and just lay there waiting for him with hickeys all over his neck, did he want him to quit?

The random guesses ignited a raging fire of jealousy.

The remaining rationality told Xu Ziqian that this was just speculation.

The best way to verify guesses is: monitoring.

His home is monitored.

Go upstairs and turn on the computer.

The imaginary scene didn't happen, but Xu Ziqian had to find the source of the hickey mark.

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