The actor is a licking dog

15.

When watching the movie, Encore was not uncomfortable, but the strong effect of aftereffects began to show its strength on the second day.

The red and swollen buttocks are completely untouchable, and he can't even wear underwear. Of course, he has no underwear to wear. All his clothes, except for the outer coat, were scratched by Qin Feng in the atrocious sexual abuse game last night. Rotten.

An Ke thought, he has to make a claim.

Among other things, that suede short skirt was the only women's clothing he could afford, which made him look decent and generous, not too rustic or dusty.

The skirt cost less than 2000 yuan, which is of course a trivial matter to a big director like Qin Feng, but this is the money he can only save after half a month of singing.

No compensation.

He lay on the sofa angrily, the welt on his chest was also aching, but there was nothing he could do, his butt hurt even more, so he could only lie on his stomach.

Turn on the screen of the phone, and the digital time shows that it is nearly 12 noon, and Qin Feng, who went out early in the morning, has not returned yet.

Anke thought mockingly to himself, if a well-known big director likes you and puts you to sleep, you will be considered lucky, but do you expect him to hold you on top of his heart all the time?

He started looking through the address book, hoping to find someone who could quickly come to support him at this time.

No.

Hundreds of names were crossed one by one, either the alcoholic who only liked to drink with him, or the prodigal who wanted to sleep with him, he didn't want to see any of these people.

He suddenly felt that he was disgusted by this embarrassing look with his legs weak and scars all over his body.

The person who has never shed tears easily since the age of 13 has a bit of pantothenic acid in his nose at this moment.

An Ke quickly tilted her head back, blinked her eyes, and held back the boring tears.

"Hiss, hiss - ah ah -"

He sniffed his nose twice, and began to practice his voice against the ceiling. There was an echo in the empty suite, as if he was in a karaoke room.

Encore is best at this kind of self-entertainment, so let's divert attention.

Just as he turned a corner and raised his pitch by another octave, Qin Feng appeared in his field of vision with a big bag and a small bag. En Ke choked on saliva, and his face was red from coughing.

"Are you a ghost? There was no movement even after entering the door."

An Ke yelled, and then realized that his tone might be a little heavy, so he quickly softened his tone and asked, "Where have you been?"

Qin Feng didn't answer, but put the shopping bags in his hand one by one by the sofa, and then came over and lifted the blanket off Anke's body.

Under the blanket, welts criss-crossed across Anke's back, buttocks and thighs, like an oil painting full of despair and depravity.

"hiss--"

Anke gasped in pain, as the man's cold fingertips scraped the small wound on the edge of his shoulder blade.

"It hurts?" Qin Feng asked.

"Yes, a little." Encore nodded.

He lay motionless on the sofa, looking from Qin Feng's perspective, he looked like a pitiful cat.

Qin Feng turned and went into the bedroom, Anke took the opportunity to grab the shopping bag at hand, which contained new clothes, and the price on the label made his flesh hurt.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he quickly returned to his original position, buried his head in his arms, and only secretly glanced at Qin Feng through a gap.

The blanket on his body was lifted again, and the cool and tingling sensation came again, Anke groaned, and Qin Feng slapped his ass.

"Don't move, I'll rub the medicine on you."

"Oh, take it easy then."

Anke lay down obediently, and when Qin Feng took his hand and rubbed the medicine on his worn wrist, he stared at the man's handsome face, a little absent-minded, and a little bit like crying.

The eyes behind the lens looked over casually. The frightening danger of making love last night was completely hidden under the dark pupils. At this moment, the bottom of the calm eyes was picked out by Encore. Such a gentle look.

"Clothes," Anke raised her little finger to hook Qin Feng's cuff, and asked, "Is it for me?"

"En." Qin Feng lowered his eyes and continued to rub the medicine on him.

An Ke stared at his thick eyelashes, thinking that this man is not that unkind.

16.

The clothes Qin Feng bought included men's and women's clothes.

An Ke didn't want to try it on right away, he was afraid that the medicine on his buttocks and back would stain the new clothes.

A week later, the wounds on his body were healed so much that he didn't need to apply any more medicine, so he tried them one by one and showed Qin Feng to wear them.

"How is it? Does it look good?" An Ke was wearing a one-piece leather skirt, and walked around in front of Qin Feng.

The leather skirt was tight, showing off his wasp waist and buttocks perfectly.

Qin Feng got up and walked in front of him, clamped his chin, and kissed him fiercely. Anke's legs became weak after being kissed. He hooked Qin Feng's neck and fell on the man, but was suddenly pushed away.

Qin Feng said seriously: "Chen Nuo's character is restrained but not outward, please pay attention."

An Ke was startled, and after thinking for a while, he figured out who Chen Nuo was.

He wanted to laugh, and wanted to tell the man if you want to get into the show like this, but Qin Feng's eyes were so cold that he froze him in place and couldn't laugh at all.

Only then did he realize that Qin Feng was serious.

He was kissing the non-existent avatar through him.

17.

An Ke was very angry, but after being angry, he felt nothing.

He and Qin Feng are just developing a relationship with friends with benefits. It has nothing to do with who they think about when kissing and making love.

He has no right to be angry.

What's more, the person who existed in Qin Feng's sexual fantasies was just a fictional character.

There is no need to be angry anymore.

So, he endured.

But Qin Feng made more and more demands on him.

Sip when eating and drinking, sit and stand gracefully, read more books, newspapers and periodicals, and don’t even open your mouth if you can.

An Ke understood that his voice was far from Chen Nuo's "crisp, bright and clear" description in the script.

He also knows that he has no culture, let alone the talent and foundation of acting. Apart from being able to see a face and sing two songs, he has nothing to like.

But Qin Feng is willing to give him time, teach him acting, and guide him into another person's world.

For a period of time, Enke wanted to change willingly, and wanted to become the person in Qin Feng's mind.

But when they hugged each other on the bed again, he was pinched by Qin Feng enjoying the crazy pleasure of suffocating orgasm, and he heard Qin Feng call "Chen Nuo" by name.

For some reason, Enke was extremely aggrieved by that insignificant and almost negligible name mixed with panting.

The eyes, which were already red and swollen from crying due to sexual abuse, began to burst into tears.

At first, Qin Feng thought he was too happy this time, crying so uncontrollably.But half a minute later, Anke's crying tone changed, full of grievances and sadness.

Only then did he realize that the child was really crying.

He reached out his hand to wipe away his tears, but his palm was "slapped" open.

An Ke tilted his head and rubbed his eyes hard on his arm, his watery and bloodshot eyes stared sharply at the man still inserted into his body.

"Who's your name?" he asked.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I'm fucking asking you, who did you call just now!"

Enke questioned him again, and all the humiliation and compromise in the past two months broke out at this moment.

Fuck reserve, fuck grace, fuck poise, he's had enough.

No matter how good-looking this man's face is, and no matter how well the two of them pat each other on the bed, he doesn't want to bear it anymore.

He couldn't spare all his self-respect.

"If you really want to fuck that Chen Nuo, go find a woman! No! Go find a shemale!! Damn, I've put up with you for so long, I won't play with you anymore!"

Anke whimpered like a lost child.

He put his foot on Qin Feng's chest, kicked the man away forcefully, and the thing in his body was also withdrawn. He groaned, staggered up and ran under the bed.

His hands were still tied together, and he tried to untie the knot there with his teeth, but he couldn't untie it.

He cried harder.

Qin Feng stared at his aggrieved figure for a while, then got out of bed and put the overcoat on the sofa on An Ke to cover his naked body.

A warm hand pressed the corner of the man's broken eye.

"Don't cry, it's my fault."

The author has something to say: Come on, don't form a mess, scold Lao Qin for being a big pig!