inferior possession

"Don't be so arrogant."

The last time Duan Congzhen heard this sentence, it was in Jilu's mouth.

The man didn't know when he quietly picked the lock of his lounge, sat on the bed covered in blood, pressed his fingers on his white sheets, his eyes were distracted, as if he was distracted.

Seeing him coming, she came back to her senses, raised her eyes to look at him in a daze, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes were extremely clear, like a deer, staring at him and refused to let go, the desire in the eyes was clearly visible, burning like fire.

Duan Congzhen knew that he loved himself, but this was the first time he saw such an obvious burning desire in another person's eyes.

Duan Congzhen asked how he got in, that is, Lu lied without changing his face, saying that the door was unlocked.

Duan Congzhen reached out to touch his neck, feeling the beautiful touch of the man's slightly cool skin, and smiled, "If you lie again, believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

That's when Lucai said, "Sir, I just want to see you, don't be so arrogant to me."

Frankly speaking, although all of these deer thought that the accidental reunion was planned by Duan Congzhen, Duan Congzhen really did not expect the man to approach and spy so eagerly and skillfully.

No one had ever sneaked into his lounge before. His body was covered in blood, but his face was so pure that he wanted to pinch his neck and fuck him, watching him suffocate because of his orgasm, and calling for help in a hoarse voice.

It's for help, not for mercy.

Begging for mercy is far from enough, too much, it can't satisfy Duan Congzhen, it's not exciting enough, sex/love that doesn't take life is no different from beating mosquitoes.

Hearing his high-pitched and uncontrollable begging for help in his ear, looking at those deer-like eyes showed desire.

That kind of lust cannot be related to a certain person, it should be completely out of instinct, the instinct of human beings, the instinct that is almost the same as that of animals.

Suddenly flashed in front of the man's blurred eyes when he climaxed, his slightly parted lips, and his slightly trembling body. Duan Congzhen liked to pinch his waist more than his neck. Looking at that thin, thin body stretched into a beautiful bow, was tortured to the point of being unbearable and refused to let go of him.

The hand holding the mouse paused, and Duan Congzhen raised his eyebrows slightly. Without hesitation, he put down the computer and got up to put on his coat.

"What are you doing?" Li Jie frowned at him.

"I'm hungry." Duan Congzhen smiled, picked up the key, "find someone to have sex with."

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Jiangye's bar is extremely lively, full of burning desire and alcohol, and the writhing bodies on the dance floor brush together vaguely, bringing a hazy heat.

Duan Congzhen sat on the sofa, didn't drink, played with an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his eyes fell on the low table, he didn't know what he was thinking, after a while, he stuffed the cigarette between his lips.

"Brother Duan."

Chen Songyun came over and lighted his cigarette with a playful smile while holding the lighter. Duan Congzhen didn't refuse, and glanced at him through the smoke.

"It's hard to see you here once, what do you want to play?" Chen Songyun's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of calculations.

Duan Congzhen didn't speak, and smoked silently, twiddling his fingertips unconsciously.

Seeing him like this, Chen Songyun felt hesitant, "Recently there was a young boy on the court, did he bring it for you to see?"

Hearing what he said, Duan Congzhen reacted, didn't look back, just glanced over, looked at him lightly, and waited for him to finish.

Chen Songyun and him have known each other since the early years, and the two of them only dealt with each other in the business field. Ever since the batch of medicines was robbed back then, Chen Songyun has helped him take care of it openly and secretly, and stopped him a few times, but Chen Songyun is also on the black market. He's an asshole, and he definitely won't help him in vain.

Duan Congzhen is a core researcher of Kelin Pharmaceutical Company. He has many cutting-edge medical achievements in his hands, and there are countless resources in his mind, which are priceless on the black market.

If it wasn't for Duan Congzhen's lack of interest in going underground, Chen Songyun still wanted to take him over for his own use.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, Chen Songyun also acted quickly, and someone walked towards them after a while.

In the remote deck, the bright lights have not yet arrived, Duan Congzhen sat in the weak light, the smoke at his fingertips was burning scarlet.

Seeing the visitor, Chen Songyun got up, greeted the boy pretending to be polite, then shook the boy's arm, pushed him in front of Duan Congzhen, and asked him to say hello.

The boy was not shy either, he walked up to Duan Congzhen and sat down beside Duan Congzhen, poured him wine, spoke softly, and called out, "Brother Duan."

Duan Congzhen looked at his thin wrists, the blue and purple blood vessels buried under the fair skin, making it hard for him to imagine the appearance of bloodstains on this skin.

It might be good to tie him up, the way you tied Bambi, to the head of the bed, and watch him wriggle and cry for help in a panic.

"Yeah." Duan Congzhen smiled.

"My name is Shen Changfeng." He said, handing him the wine very considerately, with a gentle voice, "Brother Duan, I have a driver's license, and I will drive you back at night."

The conversation has come to this point, if you don't take it, you will lose face. Duan Congzhen let him hold it for a while before taking it.

Watching him take it, Shen Changfeng smiled even more, his eyes were flushed with embarrassment, he looked as pure as a college student who had just graduated, and his peach eyes were indescribably clear.

Reminds Duan Congzhen of his Bambi.

The deer-like eyes are more beautiful when frightened, and they are extremely broken, making people want to lock him up and ravage him.

As soon as his eyes flickered, the corners of Duan Congzhen's eyes raised slightly, and his eyes were also stained with a subtle smile.

Seeing the man smiling lightly, Shen Changfeng was a little surprised, a bit of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he realized that he was more attentive.

"Brother Duan." Shen Changfeng lit a cigarette for him, and the fragrance on his body spread with his body temperature, adding to the ambiguity.

Duan Congzhen watched him rushing to please him, without saying a word, and looked at him silently, his eyes were full of curious inquiry, and he played with the wine glass thoughtfully.

He only felt that those eyes were really similar to Bambi's, the eyes were hooked inwards and curled outwards, obviously very provocative, but the pure eyes looked like they had never been in the world.

Even though Lu has experienced a lot, he is like a dusty pearl, but in a hazy state, whenever he looks at Duan Congzhen, he can also feel the turbulent love.

Even Lu couldn't hide his desire, nor could he hide his love for Duan Congzhen.

He internalized this feeling to such an extent that it was like a sharp knife, mercilessly stabbing everyone who tried to hurt Duan Congzhen, and twisted himself so painfully.

For Duan Congzhen, what he loves most about Jilu is not the way he looks when he is obsessed with himself, but the eyes that are still staring at him tightly when he is about to suffocate.

Crimson, cleft canthus, with despair, about to drown.

What's more exciting than destroying something beautiful with your own hands?

Duan Congzhen admitted that he abused Jilu partly because he wanted him to experience the almost desperate pain, and partly because he liked it.

Seeing Ji Lu at the bar again, he found that the man had grown taller and thinner, and the waiter's clothes were on him, empty and thin.

He was down and out, like a withered flower, without a trace of life, but there was stubbornness and stubbornness in his eyes, and there was a little bit of perseverance and hope that he didn't know where he came from.

Duan Congzhen felt very strange.

He did something wrong, he was abused in Dongqingshan for seven years, he should no longer have hope, he should be in pain, he should die.

This is too contradictory, Duan Congzhen doesn't understand.

He hates the hope of the deer, that man ruined his family and killed his mother, how can he live a good life?

He wanted to destroy Jilu, and watched the light in the man's eyes go out with his own eyes.

Such a relationship is not honorable, but Duan Congzhen doesn't care, he is a bitch anyway, so he is not honorable.

Bitches can do anything.

As soon as his gaze eased, Duan Congzhen stretched out his hand and held Shen Changfeng's slender wrist. The heat in his palm gave Shen Changfeng a pause.

"Brother Duan..." He called out to him.

Duan Congzhen looked at him with interest, "Can you pick the lock?"

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After closing the door, Shen Changfeng kissed him fiercely, his arms wrapped around the man's back like snakes, almost hanging on him.

Breathing sounded beside his ears, Shen Changfeng lowered his head and buried Duan Congzhen's back, smelling a cold fragrance from the tip of his nose, he couldn't help shivering.

When his neck hurt, Duan Congzhen bit him.

Looking at him with a playful smile, Shen Changfeng's eyes were stained with lust, and he asked softly, "Doctor Duan, have you worn perfume? It smells so good."

Without answering his question, Duan Congzhen roughly tore off his clothes and carried him to the bedroom.

After stripping him of his clothes and exposing him to the cold air in the bedroom, Shen Changfeng shuddered and was slightly taken aback, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Duan Congzhen had no expression on his face, and looked at him gloomyly, his eyes sharp as if staring at his prey.

Shen Changfeng was suddenly frightened, and stretched out his hand to grab his own clothes. Of course Duan Congzhen didn't give him this chance, he hugged him, took off his tie and tied it around his wrist, and slid his palm down into the waist of the man's trousers.

The feeling of being suppressed by others is not good, Shen Changfeng has no sense of security, and struggles a bit hastily, but he can't break free from the man's shackles no matter what.

Duan Congzhen lowered his head, stared into his eyes, listened to his panting and screaming in a low or high voice, and his hands moved mercilessly, teasing him vigorously.

Shen Changfeng's hands were restricted, and after being treated so fiercely, the corners of his eyes were red, the end of his nose was the familiar and cold scent of a man, his heart suddenly beat fast.

"...Brother Duan!"

Shen Changfeng cried and was played by him until he was about to ejaculate, when suddenly Duan Congzhen reached out and grabbed him by the neck.

Without breathing, Shen Changfeng was forced to look up, his throat filled with muffled groans, and his face instantly flushed red with blood.

Duan Congzhen watched him suffocate, his eyes were full of appreciation, staring at the defocused light in his eyes, he smiled with his lips curled up, and his breathing became rapid.

Looking at the crazy light in the man's eyes, Shen Changfeng was startled, his neck was tightly strangled, and it was difficult to breathe.

Duan Congzhen didn't seem to see his fear, he tightened his grip tightly, and pressed the man's swaying Adam's apple more and more forcefully, until Shen Changfeng's lips were pale and his eyes were hazy, exactly the same as Ji Lu at that time.

Under the double stimulation of suffocation and men's play, Shen Changfeng shivered, his whole body was cold, even if he ejaculated, he didn't feel any pleasure, only unbearable suffering.

The scent on the man's body also became pungent, and the strangely familiar feeling made Shen Changfeng feel sick, and lay down beside the bed to retch.

"Doctor Duan... what perfume do you use?" Shen Changfeng asked inarticulately.

Duan Congzhen took out paper to wipe his hands, smiled, and glanced at him calmly, "Didn't you recognize it? It's the one your boyfriend often uses."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Changfeng's face was visibly pale, and he looked at him in horror.

"What?" Duan Congzhen chuckled, looking at his unbelievable expression, "Do you really think I won't investigate you?"

"You..." Shen Changfeng was short of breath, his throat was dry and hoarse, "You know it all, why didn't you tell Brother Chen?"

"Why did you tell him?" Duan Congzhen frowned strangely, chuckled, his eyes were full of coldness, "Didn't we have a good time?"

As he said that, he reached for the mobile phone on the table and pressed to pause the recording.

Suddenly realizing what he did just now, Shen Changfeng quickly got up from the bed, covering his body in a hurry, and was about to cry, "What are you doing?!"

"You are so beautiful, I will take a picture of you." Duan Congzhen said with a smile, raising his eyebrows in satisfaction, "It seems that I will have another pet."