hell cycle

Ah Cheng felt the hot tide coming up again, and somewhere behind him began to feel the emptiness again, wanting something to fill it up, the skin all over his body was hot and itchy, wishing someone could rub it to relieve the itching.

Biting his lip bitterly, there was a faint smell of blood on the corner of his lips, and then quickly opened his mouth with both hands on his chin, and with a soft half-sigh: "How can you bite yourself?" Do it." A handkerchief was stuffed into Ah Cheng's mouth, making Ah Cheng unable to even bite his lip.

The sound of sobbing came out through the towel stuffed in the entrance. The blood in Ah Cheng's whole body was boiling, and his whole body was so hot that he couldn't help but want to gasp, but the blocked mouth could only whimper. The torture was very hard to bear, and it was so exciting that the corners of Ah Cheng's eyes were filled with tears. Then, he gently wiped the corners of Ah Cheng's eyes with a finger. The test got deeper.

Consciously or unintentionally, Minglou slowly released his pheromones, and Qianyuan's aura slowly enveloped the entire room, and Minglou stimulated his glands in the rain and dew period, and the desire for reason was almost absent. Ah Cheng, who was ups and downs, felt the pheromone that marked his Qian Yuan, and let out a □ □, the burning desire became more intense.

Couldn't bear it anymore, or didn't want to bear it anymore, Ah Cheng didn't care whether he would lose face in front of Minglou, he curled up and tried to rub his legs, but Minglou bound him very badly, and bypassed his shoulders From the front of the chest to the hands behind the back, and then down to the legs, the ankles are tied separately, so that Ah Cheng can't make much movement at all.

Looking at Ah Cheng twisted like a snake on the bed, Minglou's deep, bottomless eyes did not fluctuate at all, and there was a slight smile on the corner of Minglou's mouth.

Picking up the censer burning Ming family incense placed beside the bed, Minglou slowly sat back on the chair farthest from the big bed, and put the Ming family incense on the small table next to the chair. .

Crossing his hands, covering his lips and nose, Ming Lou sat down like this again, exuding an extremely controlled Qianyuan pheromone from his body, making the whole room shrouded in his aura.

Looking at Ah Cheng who was surrendering and whimpering in his desire/desire, and admiring this seductive and cruel picture scroll, Minglou's expression was cold, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of ice.

How many of your words are true?

Minglou asked softly in his heart.

From the moment he stepped into this room, he was being led by the nose by Ah Cheng, and the fragrance of Kunze came rushing towards him. The possibility that Ah Cheng is Xiangdie, when he lifted the bed quilt, he was seduced by sex. All of this made Minglou confused for a moment, causing Minglou to be disturbed by the two emotions of physical impulse and spiritual anger, and now, when Minglou calmed down under the influence of Ming Jiaxiang , Minglou noticed something was wrong in some details.

How many of what Ah Cheng said are true?Is he real... or is he just trying to annoy himself?

Looking at Ah Cheng, who was constantly sweating across his cheeks at this time, watching the sweat dripping down his neck into the socket of Ah Cheng's collarbones, making those delicate collarbones glow with water, his chest heaving and seductive The collarbone, and the two spots of bright red in front of the undulating chest.

Ming Lou still didn't move, just staring at him with a pair of eyes that were as black as ink and as deep as a well.

I don't know how long it took, Ah Cheng's mind was blurred, and he seemed to return to how Xiangbai peeled off his hard shell little by little when he was training in the military command, letting him know that the so-called Kunze, the so-called Kunze's Biological instinct, what the hell is going on.

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The light and shadow of reality and memory overlapped, and Ah Cheng slowly fell into the fragmented memory. The distorted images fluttered piece by piece: "Is it comfortable?" During the rainy and dew period when life was worse than death, he finally couldn't help using the method taught by Xiangbai to relieve his desire. Xiangbai asked him softly, "Is it comfortable to be Kunze?"

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The fragrance of Kunze permeates the room, but it is not the fragrance of Ah Cheng covered up by layers of inhibitors, herbs, and sachets.

Ah Zheng and Ah Li's eyes were straightened, and they wanted to rush into the room, but they were beaten by Ah Cheng and they fell to the ground. Is it just a Kunze? It’s still a bastard, it can’t make us happy!"

Ah Cheng kicked Ali's arm and dislocated it. After Ali screamed and screamed, holding his arm, the cold sweat instantly fell like beans.At this time, Ah Cheng, who kicked Ali's arm off so fiercely, leaned over, looked at Ali who was pale in pain but still disconvinced, and said: "When you were 12 years old, you were hit by a rich boy with a car and broke your arm. It took half a year to get better, I remember you were very angry at that time."

Ali was so stubborn that he refused to speak, but Ah Cheng then said softly: "You were very angry at that time, you were angry that the rich man didn't treat you as a human being, and refused to stop and take a look when he bumped into you. Now, Ali, you If you are successful, you will also learn to treat poorer people as human beings."

Ali still pursed his lips stubbornly, but his eyes were lowered, and he didn't dare to look at Ah Cheng without confidence.

Ah Cheng said calmly: "Don't you understand why I recognize Manli as my sister? Because she is like us, a poor person who is unwanted by no one. I regard her as my sister and you as my brothers. Now, Is this how you, my brother, treat my sister?"

Ah Li crossed his arms and didn't say a word. Ah Zheng, who was rubbing his wound with an unconvinced expression beside him, also fell silent.

On that day, Manli's first rainy season broke out completely. The doctor checked that day and said that Manli's willow disease had been completely cured. It was also from that day onwards that Ah Zheng and Ali, who had been treating Manli with a frivolous attitude, began to change their attitude towards Manli. Be polite and become respectful.That day, Man Li, with tears in her eyes, asked Ah Cheng, "Brother, what's your last name? I want to follow your surname from now on."

Ah Cheng smiled, and said softly, "I don't have a surname."

Manli asked, "Why doesn't elder brother have a surname?"

Ah Cheng smiled and said, "I lost the person who gave me my surname."

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Fragments of memory drifted away one by one, and at the end, it was fixed on the one where he spent the night in Minglou's bed for the first time. That is not a matter of this world, but which world is it?He couldn't remember clearly, only the "young" him curled up on the bed and was awakened by the nightmare, opened his eyes and saw Minglou looking at him anxiously and worriedly, which was firmly fixed on his face. in memory.

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I don't know how long it took, Ah Cheng opened his eyes, and beside the bed was Minglou's face full of worry and anxiety. Looking at him, he seemed to be secretly relieved when he opened his eyes. Emotions gradually returned to calm, and everything was restrained, and Minglou was the Minglou who wore a mask and couldn't see the real inside.

However, the worried and anxious expression of Minglou at the moment when he opened his eyes was frozen in Ah Cheng's memory, vaguely overlapping with the past memory.

Relieved, Minglou took the food plate and placed it beside Ah Cheng, and said, "Are you awake? I asked the hotel to deliver breakfast."

At this moment, Ah Cheng had already noticed that the shackles on his body were gone, and the things that bound him had disappeared.

Hungry, Ah Cheng propped up his sore hands and feet, and let Minglou place the food plate on his lap covered with the quilt. He picked up the milk with trembling hands and drank it while listening to Minglou.

Minglou said: "The higher-ups have officially assigned you to me as an adjutant. The name on your file is Mingcheng."

Mingcheng, these two words made Ah Cheng's hand holding the milk cup pause.

Minglou looked at Ah Cheng's stiff movements at that moment, his eyes dimmed slightly, but it was hardly noticeable.

The order has been issued and cannot be reversed. They are all rational people and will not get angry when they should not. In the remaining few days, the two of them hardly talked about other things except business affairs. Originally, Ming Lou wanted to find It was an opportunity to have a good talk with Ah Cheng, but very soon, they almost didn't have the chance to sit down and talk about private matters for several years.

Because the Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out on the third day after Ah Cheng survived the rainy season and opened his eyes from the hotel room.