[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

"Couple blindfold?"

Jiang Yuran couldn't help laughing, and suddenly touched the dimples on his cheeks, and squeezed his left eye sorely, the pain made him gasp, and he didn't dare to part his lips too much: "This is so creative. I’ve only heard of couple outfits and couple portraits, but this is the first time I’ve heard of couple eye masks! You must have this!”

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yu watched his slightly sickly pale cheeks gradually turn red after the operation, like a shy peach blossom gradually blooming from a withered branch, instantly igniting the rich spring scenery all over the world, burning and touching.

For no reason, he was in a good mood, and reached out to pinch Jiang Yuran's soft face, "It's a pity that you are not my food, otherwise I will spoil you to death!"

Jiang Yuran retreated instinctively when his obsession with cleanliness broke out, and he stared at him with some disgust: "Come on, let me be your food? I'm afraid you didn't wake up from your dream last night!"

"Uh, am I not hypothesizing?"

"This assumption is simply not valid!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Yuran remembered the psychiatrist again. He hadn't seen him since he came back from Shen Mo, and he didn't know how he was doing.

Stop talking nonsense with him, and said seriously: "By the way, where is Dr. Wu, you haven't harassed him these days, have you?"

"I harass him?"

Zhang Yu was angry and happy when he heard this, with a terrified expression on his face: "How could I harass him? He was the one crying and begging me to come back, saying that he couldn't leave me! Let me tell you, he just likes to be harassed." I bullied and cried, subdued by my brother's masculinity! He still has a serious tendency to be abused! The more he hurts, the happier he is! What kind of psychiatrist, I guess, he is mentally ill!"

"Whoa!"

The man said triumphantly, when suddenly there was the sound of something breaking behind him!

The two turned their heads in bewilderment, and saw the psychiatrist standing at the door with Wang Yiwan at a glance!

His cheeks were bluish white, his eyes sparkled with thin water, he bit his lip slightly to hold something, his fingertips were still frozen in the air, but the ceramic soup pot fell to the ground, and the mushroom soup inside was spilled everywhere.

The air pressure dropped to zero in an instant.

Zhang Yu was so embarrassed that he died, but he questioned like a man: "You don't stay at home, what are you doing here? It's embarrassing!"

The water in the psychiatrist's pupils condensed into ice little by little, as if the man who kissed him affectionately last night and said he would treat him well and never hurt him again was just an illusion.

"Zhang Yu, you are a beast!"

He left a word coldly, turned around and left!

"Hey, no, me!"

Zhang Yu panicked at the moment, glanced at Jiang Yuran, who was blinking one eye, and then at the back of the psychiatrist, finally clenched his fists, bypassed the debris on the ground, and chased outside .

Wang Yiwan, who had a black face, passed by and gave him a vicious look: "What are you looking at, and you haven't cleaned it up?"

Wang Yiwan held back his mouth, lowered his eyes and bent over to start cleaning up the mess.

The psychiatrist walked forward without thinking, with messy but not slow steps. The long hair behind him curled up in an elegant arc, which set off a much thinner and thinner figure, which was a little sadly beautiful.

As soon as he arrived at the corner of the corridor, when he didn't know where to go, he was suddenly grabbed by Zhang Yu who rushed up from behind!

He clasped his waist tightly with both hands, and Zhang Yu violently pushed him against the wall.

His breathing became short of breath and gradually became heavy, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, jumping with a bloodthirsty light, and indiscriminately, as if he was furious, he directly pulled him over, kissed him fiercely, and plundered wildly.

The psychiatrist was caught off guard by his kiss, and stretched out his hand to push him away, but was crushed to death by the man's strong chest!

The psychiatrist was furious, and beat his injured chest hard, and kicked his feet indiscriminately, but it was all in vain. The blush spread to the corners of his eyes, and the hazy water melted into overflowing tears, which fell quietly.

Zhang Yu tasted his tears, salty with a bit of bitterness, and kissed even more ferociously, gnawing and biting.

The psychiatrist was gradually out of breath, and the strength in his hands slackened, and he slumped against the wall limply. With the support of his hands imprisoned around his waist and the back of his neck, he slid on the ground without drowning.

In the long corridor, the heavy panting of the two men could be clearly heard.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yu finally let go of him.

The hand clasping the back of his neck came around, rubbed the psychiatrist's erosively red and swollen lips intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to brag in front of him."

The psychiatrist sneered, raised his eyelids as if looking at a clown, "Slap me, Zhang Yu, do you think I'm a teenage girl?"

"of course not!"

You are more patient/fucking than a teenage girl, and you will not get pregnant. Even if you have an affair with someone else, it is impossible for me to have a son who is not my own son like the president!

Zhang Yu said one thing in his heart and another in his mouth, coaxing and deceiving: "I said I would treat you well, and I will definitely! What's more, the little devil in red has not been found yet. Her goal is you. If you fall into her In your hands, the end will definitely be even worse! So baby, be obedient and don't run around at every turn, I will protect you well! Understand?"

The psychiatrist trembled subconsciously when he wiped the red lips.

He was right, that kid wanted to get him to study, but at present, the only one with the strength to protect him was Zhang Yu.

What's more, last night's uncontrollable desire to suck blood crazily made him feel deeply scared. Zhang Yu is a doctor, maybe he can find a cure for himself if he stays by his side.

But this man has serious violent tendencies, and is also a personality / sadist!

He has also encountered women and men tortured by this kind of man in reality, and most of them came to see a doctor because of mental illness caused by this kind of man's mental and physical torture.

For this kind of medical records, the psychiatrist proposed the most effective treatment plan, which is to stay away from such scumbags!

But those women or men are often controlled by scumbags, so that they can't leave him at all.

The most vivid image is a college student, a very innocent boy, but because his mother suffers from cancer, he has to rely on the children of the rich family who have been harassing him to support him, and pay for his mother's high medical expenses.

As a reward, college students can only sell their bodies, but that kid from a rich family is also a personality/sadist. Every time he comes to see a doctor, he drags a torn and broken body and a broken heart.

Until his mother's illness was cured later, he had no reason to let that scum torture him anymore, but he still came here with injuries all over his body, crying with a smile: I seem to fall in love with him...

The psychiatrist really couldn't understand the boy's psychology at that time. Until now, facing the man in front of him is like facing a fire pit that can induce self-burning.

He knew that he should stay away from him, even if it was death, he should stay away from him, but he still had a heart, and approached him step by step, knowing what the consequences would be.

In the end, he still cried out: "Zhang Yu, don't lie to me, I am not masochistic, and neither am I, I can't do without you..."

Looking at the teary-eyed beauty in front of him, Zhang Yu smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The fish is hooked.

Wu Zhide, you rotten bitch, it's not like you don't have it, but you really want it, don't you?You just love being fucked by me!

Born to be coquettish/rogue/cheap/good!

He held up his tear-wet face, kissed it lightly, deliberately prolonging the tune, and the ending was soft: "Well, baby, be good, I know, I will treat you well!"

……

Shen Mo lay on the sofa and swiped his phone, all the photos of Shen Qian were displayed on the phone.

However, there are very few positive faces, and most of them are candid shots.

Some are half/naked and some are fully/naked. The exposed muscles are tight and fit, as perfect as a work of art carefully crafted by God.

Shen Mo looked at it, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he muttered softly: "Look at it, brother is the prettiest!"

After a while, he was crying, cursing and picking up the phone, "Damn, it's hard again, woo..."

Just as he stretched his left hand under the sofa, trying to solve his physical problems, the vigilance of the alien told him that there was a gaze that was watching him firmly!

He was slightly taken aback, and turned his head to look out the window where the rain was pouring.

In the sky full of rain, only a vague figure can be seen faintly, and it is fleeting, as if it is just an illusion of vertigo.

He got up and walked to the window, glanced down the stairs irritably, and pouted dissatisfiedly, "It's so annoying, if this kind of thing is seen by someone,"

The pouting lips collapsed, and quickly split upwards into a strange arc, "Will it be exciting?"

As he spoke, his beautiful fingertips gently caressed his bare collarbone, and he reached into the thin dark gray silk nightgown, rubbed his chest muscles emotionally, and then slowly went down to untie the loose belt around his waist , Facing the big transparent floor-to-ceiling glass window, carelessly used his hands...

Just when he was in high spirits, suddenly an extra hand appeared on the tip of his buttocks!

That hand slapped him hard on the back, and then rubbed and kneaded heavily through the silk nightgown.

Shen Mo smelled a strange and cold breath.

It's not humans, it's not aliens, it's not zombies.

He was startled, stopped moving and turned around quickly, the moment he stepped back, his shoulder was hijacked by a long arm!

Shocked, he faced a face that was almost weird and had a very monstrous aura.

It was a face with translucent skin like paper, with a stiff and lifeless expression, the color of the lips and eyes was almost the same as the color of the hair, even if it was wet by the rain, it was still white and glowing!

There is only a bright red Guanyin mole between the eyebrows, like cinnabar dotted on it, which is extraordinarily dazzling.

Compared with Shen Qian's monstrous aura, this man exuded an aura of death all over his body, as if from the evil Shura in the depths of hell!

Shen Mo's physical problems, which were halfway through, were completely released the moment he saw this kind of face!

Something hot was sprayed onto the man's wet black tight swimming trunks. The two men held their breath at the same time, and glanced down.

The silver-haired man was the first to raise his eyes. He pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, showing a smile that seemed to be imitated: "Does the little beauty like me so much? Did you just shoot when you saw me?"