capture a super

Facing Mo Wang's muzzle, Wen Ziheng's expression was much calmer than before. Under the harsh gunshots, he didn't even move his eyes and eyebrows. Mo Wang had never stared at Wen Ziheng's eyes so intently like before. , so it wasn't until this moment that he realized that Wen Ziheng's slightly dark brown pupils looked like he had seen Lake Superior when he was a child.

At that time, Mo Wang was only four years old. He and his father were standing on the grass by the lake. The lake was as wide and calm as the sea, without any ripples caused by the wind. Under the shroud of morning mist, a thin layer of water vapor gradually formed. , the dense moisture stuck tightly to his face, he couldn't help shivering, his father lowered his head and showed him a loving smile, and then touched his somewhat cold face, don't worry He looked up at his father, and in his father's eyes, he saw a light that was even brighter than the stars in the sky.

Caught off guard by the memory and slapped hard, Mo Wang realized where he was now, he bit his jaw hard, and then he put the heavy toy gun in his hand back on the shelf, he thought, Maybe tomorrow I should buy another game console specially designed for headshot zombies.

At this time, Wen Ziheng continued to say the same sentence

"No way, I have someone I like."

Mo Wang looked at his face indifferently, lowered his head and smiled, his tone was dull and mocking

"What do you think this has to do with me?"

As Mo Wang spoke, he pulled open the belt tied to his bathrobe, and now he was showing Wen Ziheng his perfect chocolate abs and the two clearly marked mermaid lines without hesitation.

Wen Ziheng's originally calm eyes suddenly burst into flame-like anger. Although it was fleeting, Mo Wang felt a kind of joy of victory in his heart.So, he walked forward quickly, raised his left hand abruptly, and firmly stuck Wen Ziheng's Adam's apple sliding back and forth with his tiger's mouth. Mo Wang's movements were too fast, and before Wen Ziheng could react, he was immediately caught by the mouth. The swallowed saliva flushed his face, looking at Wen Ziheng's protruding eyeballs due to dyspnea, the smile on Mo Wang's face became darker, and his hands did not relax at all, on the contrary, they became even more fierce. .

He completely ignored Wen Ziheng's crippled right leg at this time, just like dragging a dead dog, pulling Wen Ziheng towards the room at the end of the corridor, and when he reached the door, he kicked open the closed door , the furnishings in the room are not as complicated and gorgeous as the living room. There is only a simple round bed, and a two-meter-high birdcage is placed near the window. The round bed is covered with a pure white sheet. Stained with some fresh red blood, there were still two toys hanging on the metal railing at the head of the bed that were too late to take off.

Seeing the dirty blood on it, Mo Wang felt a little disgusted, frowned, lifted up the whole sheet with his right hand and threw it on the ground, then threw Wen Ziheng directly on the soft but not smooth mattress.

Ever since he was thrown on the bed, Wen Ziheng has been resisting with all his strength. He took off the belt on the bathrobe, wrapped Wen Ziheng's wrists tightly, and then tied them to the head of the bed, struggling In the middle, Wen Ziheng looked up and saw that his fingertips had turned slightly bluish-purple due to insufficient blood supply.

"Mo Wang, let me go, as I said, I have someone I like." Being pressed on the bed, Wen Ziheng kept twisting his body, and shouted at Mo Wang.

At this time, Mo Wang was tearing Wen Ziheng's clothes from the outside to the inside one by one, and when he heard Wen Ziheng's angry roar, his index finger just tore off the last one on the hem of his shirt. button,

Looking at Wen Ziheng's thin figure, Mo Wang actually laughed. "Why are you so excited? It's not the first time for you. Thinking back to the first time I fucked you, I thought you were too weak. Why did you punish you for running 1 meters so many times for personal gain? Your body is so weak." I haven't practiced at all. Could it be that your lower body muscles are more developed, come on, let me, the former captain, show you well." Mo Wang said, turned around and grabbed Wen Ziheng's trouser waist, and pulled it down vigorously. But in order to avoid touching the wound on the calf, Wen Ziheng put on the widest pair of sweatpants when he came out of the hospital. They were not tight at first, but now that they are in Mo Wang's hands, he has no parry ability at all.

Probably due to the lack of exercise during the more than a month of hospitalization, Mo Wang felt that the muscle lines on Wen Ziheng's legs were less obvious than the last time he saw them.

Wen Ziheng arched his back desperately, trying to hide his body in delusion, but his two wrists were firmly pressed above his head with his left hand by Mo Wang, and his injured right leg couldn't bear any strength, and his left leg was crushed by others. He used his knees to resist fiercely, and Mo Wang was already about fifteen centimeters taller than Wen Ziheng, so these futile struggles and resistances were nothing more than poor proof of "I am a knife and a man is a fish" in Mo Wang's eyes. To increase his interest, there is no lethality at all.

Ignoring Wen Ziheng's transformation from anger to panic, and now to indifference after admitting defeat, in the fight with Wen Ziheng, Mo Wang's body, which had always been cold, gradually heated up.He instinctively wanted to hug Wen Ziheng's knee, but when his fingers touched the bandage on his right leg, his heart suddenly softened, and he still didn't stop after all.

The strong sense of repulsion made Wen Ziheng immediately show a painful expression, but he still forcibly suppressed his back that was about to spring up. He knew Mo Wang too well, and any fearless resistance could not let him escape from Mo Wang's clutches Escaping can only stimulate his hunting instinct