Duckweed

What Xiao Sang said in Ni Duan's ear was, "Although Ding Shao is a businessman, he is engaged in the arms business. Three generations of his family have been in the army, and his power is intertwined. You understand what he can do."

Ni Duan was immediately fascinated by the red smell emanating from Ding Muyao's body, and he was very active in his work.

Ding Muyao didn't use those torture methods on him, because he remembered what Xiao Sang told him not to play too much, not to mention that he was very pleasing to the eye, every frown and smile had a taste, putting such a person by his side, seeing Playing is also pleasing to the eye, if it breaks after a few plays, or if you play it so that you are afraid of others, it will be boring to keep yourself at a respectful distance.

One of the two was eager to cling to the right to return, while the other was greedy for novelty, cherished each other's support, and unexpectedly passed a period of calm and comfortable days.

At the end of the month, Ni Duan actually entered the top ten of the monthly list. It can be seen that Ding Shaoye is willing to spend money to praise people as long as he has the right eyes.

Xiao Sang also thought to himself that the pimp he pimped this time was safe and sound, and the result turned out to be pretty good.He was just faintly worried that Ding was still a pervert, and Crazy Ni was still crazy. He didn't know what would happen between the two of them after this honeymoon period.

However, it didn't work out. In the second month, Ding Muyao actually hired Ni Duan and placed him in the villa. Of course, he would also bring out July Liuhuo to play on social occasions.

Now even Xiao Sang is amazed.Throughout July, Liuhuo was spreading this good story, saying that what kind of pot should match what kind of lid, and the responsibility is justified.

Ding Muyao is indeed quite new to this Ni Duan. He is about the same age as him. He is beautiful, flirtatious, willing to coax people, and does not let people see through him immediately. The probability of meeting such a suitable bed warmer is very high. Catch up with a love encounter.

It’s just that Young Master Ding still felt a little bit of loneliness in his heart because he didn’t fully possess it, and this loneliness became more and more intense with time, making it unbearable—he wanted to try “a different way of playing” with Ni Duan.

It's no wonder that Young Master Ding is looking forward to Shu. He is a person who has been raised with an appetite, a glutton for big fish and meat. The porridge and side dishes for a while are considered fresh, but it's so light every day that it can't help satisfying the young master's desire.

But although Ni Duan usually seems to be able to talk and laugh, and dare to play anything, but occasionally he is seen unintentionally alienated and dazed when he is alone, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person—maybe This is what he really is.

Ding Muyao remembered Xiao Sang's warning to him, he was afraid that playing too much would make people sick, but he was not afraid... Uh, well, I have to admit that it really makes people feel confused.He is not afraid of normal ruthlessness, because the logic of cause and effect is predictable, but for a lunatic, he doesn't care about your royal relatives or officials in the frontier when he gets sick, and you don't know what his next move will be.

But people, it’s like this, the more you can’t get, the more you can’t get the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and you yearn for it, especially the person you yearn for. Every night, you will put on your pillow on your bed, looking like you can pick and choose.Ding Muyao even felt that if he didn't have such a "stimulating" night with Ni Duan at the end, he would go crazy.

He is not like himself who hesitates like this, and sometimes he secretly wonders - I am not in love with this duck, am I?panicked.

He quickly checked his heart and made some assumptions, for example, if the monthly payment is not given now, will the other party still follow him, if he does not follow, will he be sad, and what will he do if he is sad? ...

After thinking about it for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief—fortunately, he hasn't reached the point of love.Originally, love was shit, and he didn't want to play with stinky shit.

Ding Muyao's undercurrent was brewing, and he didn't know how to speak, but it was Ni Duan who brought it up first.

One night, the two of them were rolling hot on the bed sheet, and Ding Muyao endured the cat in his heart and licked Ni Duan's chest fiercely like a carnivore.

Ni Duan laughed suddenly, not because of itching, he lovingly stroked Ding Muyao's sweat-drenched hair, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Ding, I heard from my colleagues in Qiyue Liuhuo that you and others are not so refined. way of playing."

Ding Muyao raised his head and stared at him, wiping his mouth—it was as dangerous as a big cat licking its paw.

Ni Duan raised his hand and patted his face recklessly, "It's a couple of days, Mr. Ding, you are too polite."

Ding Muyao narrowed his eyes, and said condescendingly: "Is this still considered polite?"

Ni Duan laughed lasciviously, "It's simply too polite."

Ding Muyao was secretly delighted, but he was still able to suppress the situation and said: "Do you want me to be rude to you? - How can I be rude?"

"Of course you can play however you want."

"...Xiao Sang said...it's inconvenient for you." Ding Muyao still needs to make a final confirmation before making a move. He has been obsessed with the variables in the officialdom and the military since he was a child, and now that he is in the business world, he is a little more cautious, so others Seeing his flaws everywhere, he actually wanted to strike but found that it was not the case.

Ni Duan pointed his finger on his forehead and said with a smile: "You don't dare to forget it."

At that time, when the sincere treatment of each other was tense, even a man couldn't stand such an agitation, not to mention that this invitation came from Ming Yueguang, a cinnabar mole who had been portraited for many days.

Ding Muyao immediately became excited like never before, his throat tightened, his chest heaved, he was eager to control this charming body in front of him, he wished he could use eighteen classes of martial arts. "You said that I can play however I want... Now is your last chance to regret it."

Ni Duan gently pushed him away, raised his elbows a little distance away and looked at him provocatively, and said slowly, "If I say I regret it now, wouldn't that be too disrespectful?"

It has already been mentioned for this sake, if Ding Muyao is more hypocritical, he will not be a man.

Although there is no special torture room in this villa, and Ding Muyao is not a professional training player, but as an amateur, he still has some basic equipment, and the quality is excellent.

Among the many ways to play, he is fond of binding and hanging. As for whipping and dripping wax, it is only an occasional hobby, and choking games are not within the scope of his game-he has not yet evolved to such a dangerous level.

When Ni Duan started to bind Ni Duan, the performance of the other party was even more exciting - he began to struggle.

Ding Muyao's sadistic tendencies are rooted in his desire to control and conquer, which is why he prefers to play with men more than women. Seeing the same sex being subdued and controlled, and being penetrated in the ultimate mental and physical abuse makes him Incomparably satisfying—and in this process, if the other party is too cooperative and compliant, it will not be fun.

Ni Duan's struggle became more and more intense, but he couldn't break free from the shackles all over his body. He began to yell like crazy, and then he was gagged. His whole body was trembling, his eyes were empty because of fear, showing the heat of a mental patient Light.During the struggle, his slightly long hair covering the face was thrown away, revealing a side face that was not exposed to the light, and there was a dangerous scar from the tip of the eyebrow to the ear.

Ding Muyao lingered along the scar with his fingertips, feeling that his current appearance was both dangerous and sexy, extremely sexy...

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This time Ding Muyao ate a lot, and he was not careless afterwards, he didn't flip the cover and go to sleep regardless, but relieved Ni Duan with a little illusory happy and lonely attitude after hallucinogens tie.The other party was already paralyzed, and the tears seemed to have dried up during the torture just now. His whole body was limp, and he fell down without the support of the rope.

Ding Muyao hurriedly picked it up, he felt that although he was emotionally high just now, but technically he still had a sense of propriety, so he wouldn't ruin people like this, and thought that Ni Duan was indeed abnormal, don't let his nerves burn out again It's too late, and his life in the July fire will be difficult again.

Thinking about Xiao Sang is really troublesome—fuck!He was so afraid of a duck head!

He brought him into the bathroom, turned on the shower and rinsed it against Ni Duan.

Maybe the impact of the water made him wake up a little bit. He shrank his body to avoid the washing of the water, and roared like a wild animal, filled with the lingering sound of fear.

"I plead guilty!" he yelled, "I plead guilty!! Please don't torture me!"

Ding Muyao held the shower in his hand and didn't know what he was talking about for a while, but then he was suddenly pushed away, and Ni Duan ran away.

When Ding Muyao chased him out, he only saw the white shadow of his eyes flickering on the balcony, and the person had already disappeared from it.

Ding Muyao was stunned for a moment before he reflected——fuck!This is suicide by jumping off a building! !

Ding Muyao was shocked at that time, really shocked.

Although he has learned some ideas of adventurousness and instant pleasure from foreign stubborn masters in the past few years, he has never seen any bloody scenes. Playing with training can barely be considered tasteful, and playing with killing is perverted.As long as human life is involved, it is still a bit troublesome.

He quickly calculated all kinds of strengths in his mind, and played a game of fast chess in his mind with the relationship between Qiyue Liuhuo, Master Wu, his family's parents, uncles and friends, and the conclusion was-this matter can be suppressed.

But it's not a question of whether he can suppress it, he doesn't want to be told behind his back that he is a pervert who tortured and killed ducks!All kinds of confusion.

He turned around and rushed downstairs to see if he could be rescued.

When I went downstairs and saw the scene of the "corpse lying on the lawn", I was still in palpitations, so I dared to lean over.Push and push, don't move, feel the breath again, it's inaudible, and finally listen to the heartbeat... Fortunately, it's still beating.

Slightly relieved, Ding Muyao looked up at the balcony, wow!He was really scared, his bedroom was on the second floor!If it can fall to death, it is an existence against the sky.