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There is a specially isolated basement on the basement floor of Lei's house.

There are many simple and crude or very modern torture tools there, and usually group members and traitors who have made serious mistakes will be brought here.

Mu Zixing is a frequent visitor to this basement, sometimes the punisher and sometimes the punished.

When Shen Ai was tied up and thrown into the swimming pool earlier, he was ready to be punished.

But when he actually reached the basement door, his steps still became sluggish.

No one likes to be punished.

The severed finger on Mu Zixing's left hand began to ache as if there was a memory, and it was here that Lei Shao had his little finger cut off for the sake of a young man.

The young man's name is Lan Jing, and he is Yan Yi's half-brother.

As brothers, Lan Jing and Yan Yi do have some similarities in appearance, but compared to Shen Ai who is almost a copy of Yan Yi, it is still far behind, but Lei Shao is very fond of Lan Jing.

But Lan Jing doesn't like Lei Shao, and always declines the favor he expresses.

Lei Shao is not a person who gets rejected and pesters endlessly, but he is unwilling to let go of Lan Jing. Mu Zixing still can't figure out why, maybe the former lover got it too easily, so this unattainable thing aroused the man. desire to win?

Later, Lan Jing found someone he really liked, and Lei Shao lost his temper. One night, after having dinner with Lan Jing, he imprisoned him at home, and then sent someone to kill the other's boyfriend.

Mu Zixing gave Lei Shao sleeping pills that night, and he secretly released Lan Jing on his own initiative. First, he had selfish intentions and didn't want Lei Shao to think about Lan Jing all the time. Second, Lan Jing had saved Mu Zixing before. When the other party is in danger, he can't ignore it.

The consequence of drugging and releasing people was that Lei Shao had his fingers cut off the next day.

Mu Zixing had been injured many times, and several times he was so painful that he wanted to shoot himself a bullet, so that he would die, but even so he never cried.

But holding his bandaged left hand that day, Mu Zixing curled up on the bed, and a low-pitched cry came from his throat.

Ten fingers connected to heart, he couldn't tell whether his hand hurt more or his heart hurt more.

"Brother Xing." The subordinate who was already waiting at the door called out.

Mu Zixing came back to his senses and nodded to the person in front of him.

"Are you offending Mr. again?" the subordinate asked.

Mu Zixing hummed, followed others into the room, and then turned on the LCD screen on the wall, and Lei Shao's figure appeared.

"Sir, I'm here." Mu Zixing said facing the screen, his face was slightly pale under the dim light.

Lei Shao seemed to be writing something at his desk, and when he heard Mu Zixing's voice, he said without raising his head, "Ten whips, come to the study when you're done."

Mu Zixing was slightly stunned, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief. This punishment can be said to be quite light. The husband should have seen everything that happened by the pool.

But even if Shen Ai did something wrong, Mu Zixing should hand over the person to Lei Shao instead of doing it himself on the spot. After all, Shen Ai is Lei Shao's accessory. Lei Shao's face.

The ten lashes are a warning to him to overstep his bounds.

However, Mr. Shen Ai probably won't stay.

Sure enough, not long after Mu Zixing left the basement, the family that sent Shen Ai to Lei Shao hurriedly came to apologize.

Lei Shao didn't see him, so he asked Mu Zixing to send him away.

In the evening, Lei Shao finished his day's work, and Mu Zixing stepped on the spot where he came out of the study and put the supper on the table.

"There is something wrong with the goods at the Ruan's house, you can go and have a look tomorrow." Lei Shao said.

Mu Zixing responded and stretched out his hand to pull the chair away for Lei Shao.

"Go take a shower, come here later." Lei Shao said while stirring the porridge in the bowl with a spoon.

If Lei Shao had said such things before, Mu Zixing would have been taken aback, but now he is used to it, and he knew what they were about to do as soon as he heard Lei Shao's orders.

"Then sir, I'll go back to my room and get ready." Mu Zixing bowed and retreated.

Mu Zixing didn't know how Lei Shao's lover was treated. As a tool for the other party to vent his desire, he had to lubricate himself in advance and prepare everything.

When he returned to Lei Shao's room again, Mu Zixing heard the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom. He stayed for a while, took off his trousers, turned the light in the room to the darkest, and sat down on the bed in a regular manner. side.

When Lei Shao came out, Mu Zixing stood up and called obediently, "Sir."

I don't know if it was because of nervousness, but his voice was weak and slow, but against that background, there was an indescribable lingering meaning.

Lei Shao looked at him, Mu Zixing was wearing a white shirt, two long and straight legs were exposed under the empty hem, his freshly washed hair was fine and soft scattered on his forehead, his lips were slightly pursed, under the dim light, he faced himself At that time, the shyness on his face seemed to be gone, and he looked a little shy instead.

If 12-year-old Mu Zixing grew up carefree, it would look like this.

But he knew that this was just an appearance, the little boy he once liked had already changed beyond recognition, and had become the type of person he hated the most.

Mu Zixing walked over and knelt between Lei Shao's legs, and opened his mouth to enclose him. He was already familiar with this process and knew what he had to do every step of the way.

Lei Shao didn't seem to be very patient tonight, he let Mu Zixing kneel on the bed and entered him.

Mu Zixing's back muscles tensed, his shoulder blades shrugged slightly, and he tried his best to adjust his breathing to relax himself as much as possible.

Even if you have prepared in advance, sex without foreplay is still too forced.In the first few times, Mu Zixing would suffer from lacerations, but later he finally got used to Lei Shao.

The weak yellowish light of the floor lamp seemed to filter everything in the house, and most of the scars on Mu Zixing’s body could not be seen, but he had just been whipped today, and the swollen ribs on his back were still there. very conspicuous.

Lei Shao didn't speak on the bed, and Mu Zixing didn't dare to say anything, but when Lei Shao's fingertips touched those fresh welt marks, a sudden numbness rushed from his back to the cerebral cortex in an instant.

Mu Zixing trembled suddenly, couldn't hold back, and let out a small low hum.

Lei Shao paused and said, "Keep quiet."

"I'm sorry." Mu Zixing opened his mouth and bit the back of his hand.

After it was over, Lei Shao went to the bathroom to take a shower as usual, and Mu Zixing waited for him to close the door before putting his hands under his body.

However, the sound of water didn't stop, but Lei Shao came out from inside for some unknown reason, and saw the scene on the bed immediately.

The moment he was smashed, Mu Zixing was extremely flustered, but the next second he released it uncontrollably, and he forgot to pick it up with his hands, and the filth dripped on the bed sheet.

Mu Zixing knew that what he had to do at this moment was to apologize immediately, but the thrill of climbing to the top made his lips tremble and he could not utter a word.

He could only watch Lei Shao approaching absently, then looked down at him for a moment, then leaned over and pinched his chin to force him to look up, and said coldly, "You are getting bolder."