Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

The hot lips pressed against his neck, and the hot breath made Su Jun tremble. He shuddered and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Su Jun tried to bend his hands around his waist for a long time, but they didn't move at all. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

Chu Muyang licked and kissed his neck, and he froze there, not daring to move.

She was so angry that her eyes were filled with tears, and she gave him a steady stream of kisses on the back of his neck.

The panting sounds in my ears became more and more rapid, as if they were being restrained.

Then Chu Muyang buried his face in his back, like a young animal finally returning to the arms of its master, rubbing against him affectionately, the warmth transmitted through the thin cloth.

He heard the hoarse voice with a hint of tears, "I'm sorry..."

"???"

Chu Muyang apologizes?

The sun comes out in the west?

The next second Su Jun knew that he was overthinking, he felt a burning sensation against his waist, and the arms wrapped around his body kept tightening, wishing they could rub him into their bodies.

He looked back.

There was no sign of drunkenness in those dark eyes, but they were filled with surging desire that almost swallowed him up.

“You lied to me?!”

"I don't…"

Chu Muyang looked like he had done something wrong, his lips trembling slightly, his long eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes, and he looked a little pitiful.

Su Jun didn't appreciate it and said coldly, "Who cares if you have it or not? Let me go! I want to go back!"

I can't stay here. If I stay any longer I'll become a delivery man.

He struggled hard, and while struggling, Chu Muyang touched him somewhere, and electric current flowed through his body, instantly draining away all his strength, and he fell limply into Chu Muyang's arms.

"You... did something to the wine?!"

The young boy opened his moist almond-shaped eyes and looked at him as if accusing him.

Chu Muyang felt his abdomen tighten and his throat moved up and down. He picked up the unfinished bowl of wine and took a sip, then pressed his lips against Su Jun's.

The fishy and spicy taste of the wine lingered on the lips and teeth, and the liquid that was not swallowed in time flowed down the corners of the lips in silver threads.

"Um... put..."

Su Jun struggled weakly, and a few broken sounds escaped from his lips from time to time.

He swallowed all the wine. Su Jun's cheeks turned slightly red, his eyes were watery, and the way he glared at people looked like a rabbit that was angry and eager to bite people.

"Nothing was done, you were just drunk, sir."

Chu Muyang lied with his eyes open.

"You fart!"

He has done countless alcohol trainings and can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

"Whether you believe it or not, it's worth it after all," Chu Muyang chuckled, rubbing his nose against Su Jun's warm face, and easily held him in his arms and pressed him down on the bed.

His hair was entangled with Su Jun's hair, and Chu Muyang suppressed the urge to tear Su Jun apart and swallow him.

Warn yourself in your heart.

Take your time and don't scare the little rabbit away.

He kissed Su Jun's eyes soothingly, and touched Su Jun's belt, suddenly remembering the serious look on Su Jun's face when he asked to be on top.

There happened to be a horizontal bar in the tent. He untied Su Jun's belt and tied it around his wrist, then held Su Jun and exchanged positions.

The boy stared at him with dry eyes.

Chu Muyang was speechless, looking up at Su Jun's embarrassed face. He stroked Su Jun's chest with his fingers and lightly hooked it. His clothes opened, revealing his snow-white chest.

"Chu Muyang!"

Su Jun's eyes were spitting fire and his blood was boiling, but he just couldn't muster any strength and was like a ball of cotton.

Chu Muyang ignored Su Jun's anger and tied the other end of the belt to the horizontal bar. Su Jun was hung up, his hair hanging on his body, a tear rolled down his face, and he was breathing hard.

*

The red candle burned out, and the ambiguous panting gradually subsided.

After a love affair.

Su Jun fell asleep in Chu Muyang's arms, his skin showing an alluring pink after the pleasure. A thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a few strands of his hair stuck to his temples. Chu Muyang gently pushed them behind his ears.

The boy calmed down, becoming obedient and gentle, thinking about how he had just scolded him until his voice was hoarse.

You can't tell that the young master of the Su family has a hot temper.

Well, he can tame any fierce horse, let alone a human being.

Chu Muyang was in a good mood, with an intoxicating smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

He poked Su Jun's soft face with his fingers, and couldn't help but lean over and kiss him, but his action disturbed the sleeping person.

The swollen lips moved and a hum came out of the throat.

Chu Muyang stopped and held his breath until his brows relaxed.

Only later did he realize what he was so nervous about.

After making sure that Su Jun was asleep, Chu Muyang slowly withdrew his arm and walked to the front hall and opened the door. Shui Yao, who was guarding outside, immediately came up to him.

"Sir..."

"Go and carve a sign," Chu Muyang ordered in a low voice.

Shui Yao's heart was shocked. Brand?

The sign of a brothel?

She swallowed, not daring to reveal her emotions, and asked respectfully: "Whose name is it?"

"Chu Muyang"

"Yes, I will do it right away."

...............

next day

The morning light shone through the window onto Su Jun's face. He frowned uncomfortably, moved his fingers, and felt a piece of tight skin.

Su Jun woke up suddenly, and the sleepiness in his eyes was replaced by panic before it disappeared.

His eyes fell on his side. Chu Muyang was still hugging him. His sleeping face was peaceful, his breathing was light, his open clothes hung at his side, and there were a few scratches left by him on the exposed skin.

Su Jun's head was buzzing and the crushing pain in his body reminded him of the absurdity of last night.

"Are you awake?"

7410 floated out with a gloating look on his face. Seeing the clothes thrown on the ground by the two men, he clucked his tongue twice, "You've shot yourself in the foot. It's your fault for using your cleverness indiscriminately. You got taken advantage of, right?"

"roll!"

Su Jun angrily spat out 7410 in his sea of ​​consciousness, clenching his fists again and again, wanting to punch Chu Muyang before he raised his hand.

The man opened his eyes, stood up lazily, his clothes half fell to his waist, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the gloomy look returned.

"Young Master, what are you doing..." Chu Muyang's voice was hoarse from just waking up. He smiled and glanced at Su Jun's clenched fist.

Forget it.

A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. There is definitely something wrong with Chu Muyang. I don't know where he was touched yesterday, but he became weak all over and had no ability to resist.

Su Jun guessed that Chu Muyang was very likely to know martial arts, and the kind of martial arts that allowed one to fly over eaves and walk on walls in ancient times.

He won't, he's too weak.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

Su Jun comforted himself mentally as a sign was stuffed into his hand.

The sign was brand new, with three large characters engraved on it: Chu Muyang

He recognized this thing, it was the sign for Wanhua Tower to receive guests...

Su Jun: “???”

"It's too bad for Master Su to spend ten thousand taels of silver for one night. If you need anything in the future, you can always come to me with the sign."

Chu Muyang put his arms on his knees and smiled gently. Su Jun opened his eyes wide. Taking a step back would only make him angrier.

"Do you think I will come to you again?!"

He threw the sign in his hand towards Chu Muyang.

Chu Muyang turned his head to avoid it, and the wooden sign fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

His smile gradually faded, his eyes darkened, and an invisible pressure came over him.

Su Jun stepped back nervously. Chu Muyang noticed his action, put away his anger, picked up the wooden sign and handed it to him again in a good-tempered manner.

"You misunderstood, sir. What I meant was that if there is anything I can help you with, you can come find me with the wooden sign."

"Okay, I'll take it then."

The boy's expression softened a lot, and he hesitantly took the wooden sign from his hand, looking like a little rabbit with its ears pricked up for alert, afraid of being eaten by him.