I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

Yes.

Ruoqing said something in his heart, he was really afraid of Chanrong's performance just now, but it didn't take long for the fear in his heart to appear, and then disappeared in Chanrong's focused eyes.

Chanrong is very serious.

The veins in the hand holding him were bulging, and it controlled him with a tough posture that wished to crush his wrist.The movement of pinching him looked painful, but the force falling on his wrist was far less terrifying than what the other party showed.

The blue veins on the opponent's hand looked like a statement of self-control.

But what is he controlling?

His current actions are already the result of control?

Can't see Chanrong's thoughts, Ruoqing's brown eyes moved left and right, but refused to stop with peace of mind.

Under Ruoqing's uneasy gaze, Chanrong put his forehead against Ruoqing's forehead, with a stern expression, a low voice, and a sober and restrained coldness in his words: "As you can see." In the close posture, the hand that restrained Ruoqing was raised, and stuck to the side of Ruoqing's face without touching Ruoqing, just simply showing his hand, staying where Ruoqing could see out of the corner of his eye.

"My hands are much bigger than yours," he said.

"I have strength that makes you irresistible."

"If I want to pinch your neck and push you to a tree, you really don't have the ability to struggle."

"Just like you worried, I really want to get close to you."

Chanrong did not hide the greed in her heart, and readily pointed out what Ruoqing was worried about.

He said to Ruoqing: "Your worries are not wrong, and you can continue to be suspicious. I won't say it's wrong, but you have to be clear."

As he spoke, he opened the distance between him and Ruoqing, put the hands that had just been pulled by Ruoqing into Ruoqing's hands, clenched his hands into fists, like a cat with its sharp claws, and said to Ruoqing word by word. Qing said: "Being obedient is the rope I gave you. You only need to pull this rope to trap me. For this reason, you don't have to worry about what I'm thinking, and you don't have to worry about whether I will be ignorant when you ignore me." You've done something hot, and those aren't things you should worry about."

"Ruoqing." He told Ruoqing: "Don't make a mistake, being obedient is not a big stone I put on your heart, but an excuse I use to get close to you."

"Ruoqing." He stretched his eyebrows when he said this, his fair face was so clean under the sun that it looked like a white lotus that caught the sun.

The handsome man didn't care about his face, he raised the corners of his mouth and said humble words, but his expression seemed to be saying something that made him happy.

He said: "You don't need to be afraid. As long as I still like you, the order to make me obey will not cost anything. What you worry about will never happen."

He meant something: "I will do what you want, so don't be afraid, come and wash me up, stay with me, just like before."

Ruoqing's heart beat twice upon hearing this.

Chanrong observed Ruoqing's expression, and reminded Ruoqing again in due course that his hand was still in Ruoqing's.

He deliberately said to Ruoqing: "If you are worried, you can tie me up."

tied?

Ruoqing lowers her head.

Frightened by the aggressive Chanrong before, Ruoqing did not move randomly after Chanrong approached, nor did he push away Chanrong's hand.

In order to prove to Ruoqing how gentle and harmless she is, Chanrong handed over her right to move freely.

But Ruoqing thought about the opponent's strength, and knew that the rope and belt could not trap the opponent at all.Tied or not tied is a joke.

Guessing what was going on in Ruoqing's mind, Chanrong said lightly: "The rope and belt really can't trap my hands and feet."

What he said should mean that what can bind him is not what Ruoqing put on him, but his own will and his willingness to be trapped by Ruoqing.

But Ruoqing looked at his beautiful face and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

When you grow up like this, you are still infatuated with you. You obviously have super strength, but you are willing to be teased by you. You love you all the time, and you say humble words, but you don’t feel sad. Pursuits like this The latter is really annoying.

Ruoqing is not hard-hearted, seeing Chanrong so unavoidably touched.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing that Ruoqing didn't make a sound, Chanrong's clenched fists loosened a little, "You can't trust me?"

There is no lament or sadness in his voice. If you don't combine the words before, others may not be able to hear the emotions contained in it. If you combine the words before, if Ruoqing doesn't believe him, it will only give people a feeling A feeling of meanness and suspicion.

It's not that Ruoqing doesn't trust him, it's just that he can't find what to say that suits the atmosphere.

——"It's not that I can't believe it."

Ruoqing met Chanrong's eyes, just about to say this, but then thought of something, his expression became a little weird, so he swallowed what he wanted to say just now, and hooked Chanrong with his own fingers I want to tug lightly, and use this belt to bind Chanrong.

But Chanrong said to him at this moment: "Use your belt."

Ruoqing's body froze, she couldn't help but look up at him, and didn't follow what he said.And Chanrong did not stalk afterward.

Just like what he said before, he handed over the dominant position between the two to Ruoqing.

Ruoqing tied Chanrong's wrist, but it was tied very carelessly, loosely as if it would fall off if touched.

At this time, Chanrong, whose hands and feet were bound, was waiting for him to take care of him, helping him to wipe off the gray and black on his face.

Ruoqing didn't make things difficult for the other party, he bent down and wiped Chanrong's face meticulously.

Chanrong half-closed her eyes, her face looked very honest in Ruoqing's hands.

Ruoqing's movements of wiping the other party's face gradually slowed down. He looked at his gray and black body, and before the other party looked over suspiciously, he said, "Go to the river, I'll help you wipe your body and wash your face. hair."

Ruoqing has done a lot of things like this to take care of Chanrong before.But now that Chanrong's hands are tied, it is not a simple matter to want to take off his clothes, it seems that Ruoqing deliberately made things difficult for him.

Chanrong didn't say anything else about this, Ruoqing just sat on the stone beside him and waited for him, not offering to help him.

The sound of the flowing river gradually became louder after the two of them stopped talking, waiting for Chanrong to step into the river with long legs, Ruoqing finally looked back at Chanrong.

The other party's black hair was all tilted to the left because of the action of undressing just now. Although she was talking about undressing, the clothes were not completely taken off. It can also be said that Chanrong only took off a coat on her body.

Waiting for Chanrong in the underwear to stand in the water, Ruoqing got up and came behind Chanrong, picked up the water, wet the hair on the top of Chanrong's head, put his fingers on Chanrong's scalp, and rubbed it gently Rubbing, he said slowly: "Little uncle, do you know what I was thinking just now?"

"I don't know."

Ruoqing's expression remained unchanged, and while washing his sandy and dirt-stained hair, he said, "I was thinking, what was I thinking when I saw the river water, and then I thought about it, I didn't plan to talk to you today. I was washing up together, and I didn't plan to touch the water with you, and then I thought about it again, and I don't know why I did all the things I didn't want to do."

Chanrong heard this and slowly opened his eyes.

As if not aware of the other party's mood, Ruo Qing combed the beautiful black hair, ran his fingertips through the black hair, and was trapped by the messy hair, just like his current situation.

Yes, Ruoqing was really thinking before, what was he going to do today?

Before Chanrong opened his mouth, Ruoqing didn't plan to take care of the other party to wash up. After all, he didn't forget Chanrong's greed for him at night, so he wanted to distance himself.But when he had this plan, Chanrong came.

Chanrong tugged at his wrist with an attitude that could not be refused.

Chanrong said many nice things, but Ruoqing only remembered one thing - Chanrong's obedience was based on liking him.

Or it should be said that cherishing is based on liking him very much.

At this time, Ruoqing will start to think, if Chanrong's position changes, if he does something, if Chanrong doesn't like him that much, will Chanrong not be particularly obedient, will he use his terrifying strength Hold him down... His thoughts suddenly stopped here, and he felt something was wrong for a moment, and felt that if Chanrong didn't like him, he didn't have to be so careful, let alone worry that Chanrong would suddenly press him down.

So the picture in my mind ran around a few times, and it turned into Chanrong pulling his wrist again.

The strength of the opponent is particularly great.

Holding his hand no matter how warm it is, there is an uncontrollable power in it, he showed Ruoqing that he has the power to suppress Ruoqing, but he will not use this power, and Ruoqing will show his power to the other party At that time, I began to consider other factors in the relationship between the two of them, and I didn't want the two of them to quarrel too rigidly, lest there would be problems on my side.

From this moment on, he has already begun to give in.

He said he didn't care about Chanrong, but now he was sitting by the river washing the other party's hair.

And Chanrong also knows how to seduce him. He first showed his terrifying side in front of himself, and then when he was frightened by him, he showed his docile side like a lamb. The indescribable sense of shock gave Ruoqing a sense of pride that such a powerful person was under his control.

Chanrong asked him to tie him up, but what happiness could he get after tying up Chanrong?

Because of this incident, he couldn't help but start thinking about what role he was playing in this relationship.

Chanrong always said that he can influence him, but he is easily influenced by Chanrong.A few days ago, he stepped into Chanrong's trap, and he could realize afterwards that Chanrong had set him up, but he was too embarrassed to reveal it in front of the other party.But looking at the soft hair in her hand, Ruoqing sincerely thinks that sometimes it's impossible not to be explicit.

Now Chanrong speaks a few words, not only does the frivolous thing, but also pushes the frivolous thing into his fantasy, and cleans himself up.Afterwards, Chanrong wanted him to take care of him, and hit him with sugar-coated cannonballs, which made him dizzy and didn't know what he should do.

When he came back to his senses, he recalled his previous experiences, and was surprised to find that he not only gave what he didn't want to give, but also gave some more on the original basis...

And the obedient promise was not so much given to him by Chanrong as it was given by him to Chanrong.

But when did his little uncle become so calculating?

Ruoqing couldn't accept it, so he made up his mind and said, "Little Martial Uncle." He asked shyly, "Do you keep your word?"

Chanrong sensed something was wrong from the previous conversation, so she didn't answer right away.

Ruoqing didn't care whether he would answer or not, slowly removed the fingers in the hair, and said to Chanrong, "Why didn't you answer?"

As he spoke, he held onto the knot where Chanrong tied his hands. He didn't continue what he said before, but reminded Chanrong: "I always feel that the young master's words are too many twists and turns. It can make people confused, I don't like this detour, but because the person who detours with me is the little uncle, so I am willing to be defrauded by you, but you can't use my indulgence as a weapon, you always want to get it from me Ask for what you shouldn't ask for."

After saying this, Ruoqing was prepared for Chanrong to be sad, but Chanrong knew that such a day would come, and had already prepared the next response.

Not as embarrassing and sad as Ruoqing imagined, facing Ruoqing's words, Chanrong was very calm, only raised his hand after Ruoqing warned him not to do so, and held Ruoqing with that wet hand, before the other party said anything else Kissed the corner of the other person's mouth, and pulled the corner of his mouth when the other person thought he would be disappointed, showing a not-so-obvious smile.

"I am very happy."

"what?"

"You said you would like to be led by the nose by me." Having said this, Chanrong suddenly got up from the water, like a mermaid in the sea leaning on the tail of a fish, he pushed Ruoqing down and pressed against the other's lips Whispered: "Ruoqing, have you ever thought about why you accommodate me so much?"

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