【Double Life】The Redeemer

Liang Chuan was having difficulty breathing. He pulled and pulled his hands on his collar, and let out a mournful sob from his throat. broke his heart.

He lost all strength and wanted to fall to the ground, but An Jia still supported him with her hands.Liang Chuan's body temperature was frighteningly cold in an instant.

His eyes were so confused that he couldn't find his way to the ground, his voice was lost, and the world was silent.

After a long, long time, the howling from his throat stopped, and Liang Chuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"It's so disgusting, why do you still want to have sex with me and keep me?" He looked at An Jia with a hoarse voice.

An Jia sighed, and he picked up Liang Chuanheng and walked upstairs, "Uncle Liang, the sad thing is, I was addicted to being trained by you, and you used the medicine to let me have sex with you, as you wish , I can’t live without your body, otherwise, I can live this life in different ways. After thinking about it for a long time, it seems to me that I just need a sex doll.”

"It's so cruel..." His fingers grabbed An Jia's arm tightly, as if he wanted to insert his nails into it, his tears were wet, and he felt suffocated.

An Jia raised his eyebrows and didn't say much. When he reached the upstairs room he had been furnishing, he put Liang Chuan down. Liang Chuan leaned against the wall so as not to embarrass himself too much.

An Jia took out the key and opened the door calmly, "Uncle Liang, I've been out of order for so many years."

"..." Liang Chuan pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

The door opened, An Jia pulled Liang Chuan into the room and closed the door.Liang Chuan wiped away his tears and looked at the room. There was not enough light and the windows were sealed.

There is only one orange chandelier, which allows people to see clearly what is placed in the room number.

The huge bed looks very soft, and there is a place for handcuffs and feet to be baked. On the rack next to it, there are whips of various shapes and materials.

There is also a huge wardrobe, and I don't know what is in it.

An Jia went to the bedside table and took out a necklace, made of silver, embedded with a few gemstones, engraved with a string of French words, MonMa?treAn (My Master Ann).

He walked up to Liang Chuan, brushed his messy hair behind his ear, and said softly, "What I told you at the time was not a joke."

"Put on the collar, don't wear clothes, shut up here, and crawl at my feet..."

Liang Chuan nodded to express his understanding, he was just tired, so tired that he wanted to find a place to fall asleep.

He thought that he would be free on the day when he completely lost his reason and consciousness.

"Aren't you afraid?" He gently put the collar on Liang Chuan, straightened his golden and soft hair, and kissed him.

Liang Chuan even gave him a smile, "On the day when I decided to give up without a fight, I'm not afraid of how you treat me. The only thing that hurts me is probably... your words."

He stared at his feet, it was a soft dark blue carpet, smudged, like a whirlpool dragging him into the bottom of the sea, unable to break free.

"Oh, I shouldn't have said it." Liang Chuan was only wearing a silk bathrobe at first, and he pulled the belt lightly, and it peeled off, revealing a body still covered with marks.

He took Liang Chuan to lie on the bed, "From now on, stay here. Although it looks scary, I'm not always interested in coming here. I will open the door for you until tomorrow morning. If you want to leave, this is I will not block the last chance."

Liang Chuan closed his eyes, "I won't leave, just treat me like a slut."

An Jia smiled, covered him with a quilt, took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, and poured out four tablets, "Are you taking it yourself, or will I drink it?"

Liang Chuan opened his eyes, grabbed the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. Without water, his throat hurt and his heart was bitter.

An Jia stood up and turned her back to him, "Uncle Liang, I will still open the door for you, only this night, if you don't leave, don't blame me for not leaving room for each other in the future."

Liang Chuan didn't speak, he opened his eyes to look at the chandelier, but the light couldn't shine into his eyes.

An Jia got up and walked out. When he reached the door, he heard Liang Chuan say: "Xiao Jia, maybe this love makes you sick, but it has supported me to this day, so I don't blame, don't complain, and don't regret it. I owe you a little for staying here, and I can't do anything to make it up to you, so I can only do this." He laughed softly, "An Jia, I love you."