prisoner of love

Zhou Song was really furious, he raised his hand to hit him, but when his big hand was about to fall on Li Yanqi's face, he stopped suddenly, and he sneered, a strange smile appeared on his handsome face, fierce and evil Ning, obviously also extremely angry.

Li Yanqi was so frightened by his appearance that he shrank in his chair and trembled. He thought that a slap in the face would be enough, but seeing him like this, it was obvious that he did not intend to let him go easily. He stared at him with fear and fear. Zhou Song turned and went to the study.

After a while, Zhou Song came over with a box in his hand, and threw it in front of Li Yanqi with a "snap", "Open it."

Li Yanqi had a bad intuition, so he shook his head reflexively and refused, Zhou Song said evilly and forbearingly: "Obedient children have candy, otherwise it will be useless if you cry and beg me for a while."

Li Yanqi took the box with trembling hands, tried three times before opening it, but what he found made him almost cry out in shock, he swept the box subconsciously, flipped it to the ground, and the contents rolled out , the ferocious appearance exudes bursts of malice, evil and obscene.

Li Yanqi was like falling into an ice cellar, he was stiff and unable to move, until Zhou Song pulled him up and put him in front of him, he suddenly woke up, hugged Zhou Songjian's tall body, his slender arms tightly held Zhou Song , the degree of force made Zhou Song feel a little pained.He was like a dying man, crying in his mouth: "... Please Zhou Song, you can't... you can't treat me like this...you kill me, you might as well kill me."

Zhou Song enjoyed it for a moment, then pecked and kissed the person, and said in a lingering voice, "How could I be willing to let you die."

Li Yanqi shook his head in despair, not daring to think about the thing rolling to the ground behind him.

"You wear it to work today, take it as an extra reward from me." Zhou Song said, and blew hot air into Li Yanqi's ear.

Li Yanqi endured the tears for a while, and finally burst the embankment. It was weakness, powerlessness, the blood of a crushed heart, and the crystallization of hatred and pain.

Li Yanqi's thin body was tightly huddled in the chair, the shirt he had just put on was wet with milk, and it stuck to his neck sticky, salty, wet and bitter tears rolled down his face, and he couldn't wait to hit the milk mark, silently The fusion of sound and breath disappeared.

Zhou Song looked at the person in the chair, and saw that the other person was trembling like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, weeping helplessly, even his eyelashes were wet, and the color of his lips became a little darker due to the transpiration of tears, against the pale and Xiurun's face looked pitiful, a look of letting others slaughter him, but at this moment, he didn't taste even the slightest bit of victory.

This is not what he wants at all.

But he didn't know what he really wanted.

He likes to watch Li Yanqi smile, he has seen it before, the time he had dinner with the Zhou family in Xinghai, only that one time, and only that one time.Like a warm spring breeze, and like a silent drizzle moistening things, gently dripping on places that have not been touched.

Afterwards, the person was snatched away by him. After thinking about it, the two have been facing each other for several months. He has never seen Li Yanqi smile at him, let alone smile at him, even if he smiles at others, he never sees him again. Pass.

At this moment, looking at Li Yanqi who bowed his head and cried in front of him, he was helpless and fragile, like a vase held in his hand, as long as he exerted force, the other party could easily break.

Zhou Song suddenly felt bored, and couldn't help but raised his hand and tugged at the neckline. He glanced at the thing lying on the ground again, and felt that it was a bit annoying.

Just now I wanted to punish Li Yanqi severely, but it was diluted by Li Yanqi's crying appearance. After thinking about it, he was Li Yanqi's first man and his only man. Li Yanqi's warm The tight place can only belong to him, how can these dirty utensils be put in it?

Even if you want to punish, you can only do it yourself.

Thinking of this, Zhou Song had to give himself a step down, so he said coldly: "I know I'm wrong?"

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