Song Yuzhang

The oil lamp was dim, unable to fully illuminate the dark warehouse. Song Yuzhang was lying on the soft haystack, feeling nothing in his heart. The cold silk and satin slipped away from his body. Song Yuzhang closed his eyes, his face was soft and calm, so peaceful that even if he died immediately, he could die To make a flawless portrait.

Fu Mian lifted his calf and pressed his palm on the wound on Song Yuzhang's leg. He exerted great strength, but Song Yuzhang didn't move, not even frowning.

"Open your eyes!"

Pressing down hard with the palm, the warm and fresh blood was forced out from the thin gauze like juice.

Song Yuzhang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, it couldn't be said that he was staring at nothing, but very calm, without the slightest wave.

Fu Mian slid his palm down under his indifferent gaze until it reached his knee, and slid his palm into the inward bend of his knee, and suddenly folded Song Yuzhang almost into a double fold.

"Look at me," Fu Mian leaned over and stared into Song Yuzhang's eyes, with a smile in his words, and a ruthless smile, "Watch how I fucked you."

Everything is like an upside-down wrong dream, old retribution, Song Yuzhang opened his eyes, Fu Mian's amorous phoenix eyes were as cold as ice, they clearly wanted to do the most intimate thing between lovers, but they didn't A little bit of tenderness and sweetness.

Inch by inch, slow as a cruel revenge.

Fu Mian's face gradually approached, Song Yuzhang breathed slowly in his chest, he was still looking at Fu Mian as he said, but his eyes were a little loose.

"Does it hurt?"

The warm breath sprayed on the ear, and the lips touched the ear as if there was nothing.

Beating, as if alive, falling into his world.

Song Yuzhang didn't feel any humiliation, he just felt very sad.

How did he and Fu Mian become like this?Everything seems to have come from Tang Jin's words, "That young master of the Fu family has a good life, and his eyes are higher than the top. He is really ignorant. If he inherits the Fu family in the future, I will make their Fu family suffer a big fall." .”

After hearing this, Song Yuzhang turned his face and smiled slightly in the direction where Young Master Lin was hiding.

The leaves in the forest trembled slightly, and Song Yuzhang thought casually: He doesn't have to wait later, he can make that beautiful and lovely young master a big fall right now.

Retribution, all retribution.

Song Yuzhang said softly: "...it hurts."

A chuckle resounded in the dark warehouse, "I heard that those who do this will hurt a little down below." The force was very soft and slow, which made Song Yuzhang relieve the initial pain. Mian's tender voice said, "I love you so much, so I would rather suffer by myself."

Song Yuzhang lightly closed his eyes.

"What about you?"

Suddenly, Song Yuzhang's calm complexion was cracked.

Fu Mian looked at his discolored face, with a look of hatred and anger on his face, "Zhu Qing, were you secretly laughing at that time, thinking how could there be such a stupid and cheap bastard in this world!"

Under the gust of wind and rain, haystacks rustled, grass clippings rubbed against the skin of his body, and his back was prickly and itchy. Song Yuzhang wanted to reach out to grab something to stabilize his violently swaying figure, but what he reached out to grab was only hay , Without any support, it can only sink deeper and deeper.

Fu Mian suddenly hugged him up.

Song Yuzhang let out a low sound, which sounded like a cough or a cough, or a gasp or a gasp, vaguely stuck in his throat, and Song Yuzhang's mouth was firmly held in his mouth.

Fu Miantuo held him in his arms without stopping, and poked his tongue into his mouth, carrying the faint scent of wine.

Song Yuzhang snorted and slammed his back against the wooden board of the warehouse. The wooden board was rough and covered with barbs. Song Yuzhang felt himself getting hotter and hotter, and his consciousness gradually drifted away. Leaning back on the wooden board, he leaned to one side with a slight loss of strength.

In the sweltering warehouse, sweat was all over his body, Song Yuzhang had completely lost his strength, he only vaguely felt that Fu Mian had put him on the ground again, and he heard Fu Mian calling him to open his eyes in a cold tone in his ear .

Song Yuzhang struggled to half-open his eyes, and saw the tall nose, tight lips, and sweaty chin while shaking back and forth... Suddenly he couldn't recognize the person in front of him. Is this Fu Mian?Is Fu Mian like this?

"Tell me, how does it feel to be fucked by a man?"

Song Yuzhang picked the cracks in the wooden boards with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Amian..."

Fu Mian paused for a moment, and then pinched Song Yuzhang's neck, "I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

Song Yuzhang acted as if he had never heard of it, he closed his eyes and his face was in a trance.

Song Yuzhang didn't intend to dodge, and he didn't have the strength to dodge. He closed his eyes lightly, and his mind was spinning. up.

"What are you pretending to die?"

Fu Mian grabbed Song Yuzhang's arm tightly, "It turns out that I was not mistaken at all, I am indeed a born slut..."

Song Yuzhang didn't make a sound at all, his head drooped down, and his hot face was pressed against Fu Mian's neck. Fu Mian glanced sideways, and found that Song Yuzhang's eyes were closed, his lips were slightly open, and he had fainted on his shoulders. past.

With the butt of a gun in the past, the soldiers were smashed to the ground. This is the territory of the 23rd Division. Although the soldiers are lowly in status, they still consider themselves half masters. How can they allow others to smash their heads?Immediately, he rushed up angrily, and then he was beaten to the point of "Oh my God".

Meng Tingjing didn't have time to talk to him, so she took a few steps forward and then ran back.

The stench in the warehouse was unspeakable, Meng Tingjing checked the remaining corpses one by one, and then found something wrong.

These corpses are all tall and strong adult men, where is Liu Chu?

Meng Tingjing's heart was beating wildly, and she checked the corpse that looked like Song Yuzhang again.

This time, his hands became much more stable, and his mind became much clearer. He groped the charred corpse carefully from top to bottom, and then groped from bottom to top again.

Song Yuzhang's body appeared in Meng Tingjing's mind, he grasped the scorched hand, he closed his eyes, and the memory of tightly holding each other in the dark appeared in his mind... No, absolutely not...

Meng Tingjing shook off the scorched hand, and stared at the corpse with frowning.

From inside to outside, the clothes on this person, even the shoes and socks belonged to Song Yuzhang himself.

But he was indeed not Song Yuzhang.

Four words suddenly flashed in Meng Tingjing's mind: stealing the beam and changing the post.

——Someone robbed Song Yuzhang.

Immediately, a mixture of ecstasy and fury welled up in her heart, and Meng Tingjing immediately got up and ran out of the warehouse, where a small group of people from the 23rd Division had gathered outside.

It turned out that the beaten soldier went out and called for help.

Meng Ting said with a cold face: "Where did the accident happen? Take me there immediately!"

"Tell me first why you beat our people!"

Meng Tingjing yelled coldly: "Stop flirting with me here, go and inquire about Commander Li in Nancheng, come and yell at me again, prepare the car immediately, or don't talk about you, I want you, Mr. Sun, to eat and walk around!"

His attitude was so tough that there was no way to refute it. The people in the 23rd Division were a little confused, but when they saw him striding forward with a gun in hand, he shot directly at the foot of the beaten soldier, and said coldly: " roll--"

The little soldiers are still little soldiers, or little soldiers who have been comfortable for a long time and have not been on the battlefield. Considering that Haizhou is a rich place, Chairman Song is also extremely generous. After a while, everyone hesitated, abandoned their teammates, and somehow acted as Meng Tingjing's temporary subordinates.

"It's in this area," Xiaobing gestured after arriving at the place, "From the forest to the road here, I think they came out of the forest to rob, and then the two sides fought."

Meng Tingjing didn't say any more, and plunged into the woods.

There were still bloodstains in the woods, Meng Tingjing lifted the robe and walked two steps, but felt that the robe was in the way, so she simply rolled up the robe and tied it to the side, her eyes scanned the traces in the forest like an eagle, Meng Tingjing looked at it and thought.

The bandits are just asking for money, why bother to make trouble?Besides, since people were robbed, why didn't they come to blackmail them?Leaving behind an unrecognizable corpse, it was clearly aimed at Song Yuzhang!

Meng Tingjing glanced over quickly, and the joy of "Song Yuzhang should still be alive" became weaker and weaker. He took two steps, and his heart felt pain as if he felt something in his heart. Lin Ye, Song Yuzhang was nowhere to be seen.

Song Yuzhang was in a coma all night, and he still didn't wake up when the morning light came on.

Fu Mian re-bandaged the wound on his leg, took warm water, crushed the anti-inflammatory medicine and fever-reducing medicine into it, and fed it into Song Yuzhang's mouth spoon by spoonful like feeding a baby. The reaction of swallowing is just that when swallowing, the two long eyebrows frown slightly, which is an instinctive fear of suffering.

Fu Mian put his arms around him, and wiped away the remaining liquid medicine at the corner of his mouth with his palm, "Afraid of suffering? If you are afraid of suffering, wake up early."

Three hours later, Song Yuzhang woke up, only for a while, half opened his eyes, called "A Mian" vaguely, and passed out again.

Fu Mian suspected that he was playing tricks, pinched his neck to force him to speak, and threatened to throw Xiao Fengxian overboard, but Song Yuzhang still didn't respond, so he released his hand in doubt.

After ordering people to cook porridge, Fu Mian randomly fed Song Yuzhang a couple of mouthfuls, and then gave him some medicine. After repeating this, Song Yuzhang finally woke up completely at night.

"I thought I fucked you to death."

Fu Mian curled some hair on his side cheeks with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so involuntary."

After Song Yuzhang woke up, he put on an indifferent appearance, his face was still morbidly red, and he didn't make a sound except coughing a few times.

Fu Mian let go of his fingers, and stretched his palm in from under the blanket.

Song Yuzhang was lying in his cabin without any clothing other than blankets.

Fu Mian caressed him, and suddenly said: "Tell me, will you burn to death before going ashore?"

Song Yuzhang didn't say a word, just staring at the swaying oil lamp not far away.

"You must not die."

Fu Mian lowered his head slightly, and took a deep breath under his neck. When Song Yuzhang was in a coma, he scrubbed Song Yuzhang to reduce the heat on Song Yuzhang's body. It was useless, but the smell on Song Yuzhang's body was even better. .

"You're dead, what about the actor? I don't raise trash."

Song Yuzhang said slowly: "Let him go, I can do whatever you want."

Fu Mian smiled lightly, "But Zhuqing, don't you just let me handle it now?"

Song Yuzhang turned his face away, the expression on his face was still very calm and indifferent, "A Mian."

Fu Mian smiled lightly and said: "You just insist on fighting against me. I won't let you bark, but you just want to bark. When I let you bark, you refuse to make a sound. It seems that besides being cheap, you are still A stubborn one."

"At that time, I really thought you were cheap."

The smile on Fu Mian's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled deeper, "Really? But now, it seems that you are more cheap. I thought it would be a punishment for you, but I didn't expect you to enjoy it very much." , people have passed out, and they are still biting at each other..."

"You are so unruly and self-willed, the second generation ancestor who thinks so highly of himself would come to my room in the middle of the night and beg me to fuck you..." Song Yuzhang said plainly, the smile on Fu Mian's face became bigger and bigger, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to pinch Song Yuzhang Song Yuzhang was forced to raise his face, and said in the almost suffocating pain, "...it makes me feel very distressed."

Fu Mian's palm loosened again.

Song Yuzhang coughed twice, stared at the swaying cabin roof above his head, and said in a low voice: "A Mian, I love you, so I don't want you."

There was a long silence in the cabin, and after a while, Fu Mian said softly, "You love me, that's why you don't want me?"

"Yes."

The palm moved away from the neck, Fu Mian held Song Yuzhang's face in his hands, his eyes met, and the tenderness in his phoenix eyes flickered, "Is it really because you love me?"

Song Yuzhang said slowly: "Yes."

Fu Mian showed a soft expression on his face, and his eyes burst out with a strong light. He lowered his head, leaned against Song Yuzhang's ear, and said softly: "Zhuqing, if you dare to say such nonsense to me again, I will kill you." Dig your bitch's grave."