Possessed Bending

In the living room of Zhang San's house, Qi Weixuan sat on the stool with his upper body crossed, honestly asked Zhang San to treat his wound, and looked around curiously with a pair of big eyes.

The area of ​​this house is not small. Although it is located in a remote area, the surrounding traffic is quite convenient. It is a real estate that Zhang San saved money to buy for himself. It can be regarded as a retreat for himself in the future. It's good to have a place to live.

In order to keep it secret, Zhang San seldom came back here on weekdays, but came back every now and then to tidy up the room.Related things, the opponents and brothers never mentioned it, and never brought it back to the woman.

Qi Weixuan can be said to be the first person to come here besides Zhang San.

Even Zhang San himself didn't know why he brought people here. Is it because there are standing medicines here?Or is it because you just have to go home and clean up?

Qi Weixuan looked at the surrounding layout and couldn't help feeling suspicious. He had been around his father since he was a child. Although he didn't really become a policeman, he had learned three points. The whole room is simple and clean. Someone must be cleaning it frequently. But I can't see any woman's breath, could it be that Zhang San made these things by himself?

"Hello, is this your home?"

"Where are so many nonsense, don't move around!" Zhang San was concentrating on treating Qi Weixuan's head wound, holding his breath in his heart. If he hadn't been in a hurry to find a place to treat his wound just now, he really wanted to beat up that group of people first.

"Oh, I'm not moving." Qi Weixuan saw Zhang San seriously wiping his blood, and thought of the sister nurse who gave him injections when he was a child. She was serious and full of the authority of an angel in white, making people obedient and grateful at the same time .

Zhang San quickly noticed this gaze, thought he was hurting him, stopped to look over, and saw a pair of eyes that looked like a large dog staring straight at him, saw himself looking over, and stuck out his tongue flatteringly ...

Zhang San suddenly woke up from his fantasy, and found that Qi Weixuan was smirking at him.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang San didn't want his predicament to be discovered, so he quickly changed the subject, "It only took a few people to be beaten like this, where did your ability to block the way go?"

"They used sticks to plot against me..." Qi Weixuan's face collapsed when he mentioned this, and he said angrily, "If it happens again, I..."

"It's the same again." Zhang San put his hand on Qi Weixuan's head to give him the final treatment, "Don't move!"

Hearing this, Qi Weixuan immediately became honest again, like a primary school student who was called out by the teacher for making small movements in class, sitting upright, not even murmuring.

"Okay." Looking at his masterpiece, Zhang San finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, it's all skin trauma, and the rest are bruises, just buy a bottle of medicinal wine and rub it on your own."

"Oh... hiss!"

"what happened again?"

"The legs were hit by them, I didn't feel it just now..." Qi Weixuan grinned and stroked his thigh, Zhang San frowned, "Take off your pants, let me see."

"pain……"

"Stop talking nonsense, just take it off if you let me!"

Qi Weixuan has suffered so many injuries and combined it is not as many as today. Although he believes in "a filial son is born under a stick", he is very measured in his strikes. If you hit someone, you will feel pain without being seriously injured and will not stay. mark.

And Qi Weixuan himself is usually kind to others, and rarely takes the initiative to fight. It can be said that except for this encounter, he has hardly ever fought in a group.

After taking off his outer pants, Qi Weixuan only left a pair of boxer blue striped bottoms. He usually lives in the dormitory and sees him a lot, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, Zhang San, who took the initiative to ask people to take off his pants, was stunned. After passing through the bits and pieces of that night, his body became uncomfortable, and a flame rushed up, burning his heart.

After taking off the outer pants, the injury on the body was obvious. There was a bruise the size of two palms of an adult on the outside of the right thigh, and the middle part was blue and purple, as if it was about to ooze blood. There was also a bruise under the knee. It's not a big deal to say that there are big and small bruises on the left leg.

"Oh, I'll go, no wonder it hurts so much." Qi Weixuan poked him with his hand, and grinned at Zhang San, "Do you have medicinal wine at home? I guess I won't be able to get out of this crippled body."

Zhang San was helpless, took out the medicinal wine, dragged a bench and sat down beside Qi Weixuan. "Take it away."

"Oh, hehe, I knew you were loyal enough." Qi Weixuan knew from Zhang San's posture that he wanted to apply medicine for himself.

"Shut up." Zhang San just wanted to do something to distract himself, otherwise, if the two men were alone in the room, he would be able to pitch a tent, and he wouldn't have to mess around if the news spread.

"Hey! You light... lighten!"

"Can you rub it away if it's too light?" Zhang San glared at Qi Weixuan, and his hands were even more forceful. It was inevitable that there was a sense of venting for himself, and at the same time, he was also wondering whether he was crazy or really interested in men. ?Either way it's not good news...

"Ah! Whoops! Eh! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Don't bark!"

"Oh." Qi Weixuan agreed, and was quiet for a while. After a while, he heard a strange laugh, "Hey, hey, ah, hey, um, hey..."

Zhang San finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Why are you laughing!"

Hearing the sound, Qi Weixuan looked at Zhang San aggrievedly, "You strike so hard, and you won't make me feel hurt...I can't help it..."

Zhang San held back for a long time, and finally let out a sigh. The strength in his hands slowed down a bit, and he looked up at him. Qi Weixuan nodded repeatedly, "OK, it's much better than before."

After rubbing Qi Weixuan's legs, Zhang San hurried into the bathroom, locked the door behind him immediately, put his hands under his crotch, and let out an extremely depressed sigh in his throat.

A face full of desire and pain was reflected in the mirror in the bathroom. The corners of the eyes were reddish, the eyes were moist, the eyebrows were furrowed, and the sweat from the forehead had slid down the cheeks to the dimple of the neck. At this moment, Zhang San was in no mood to go Look in the mirror, naturally you won't find that your face still has that expression.

He untied the zipper, reached in with his hand, arched his body slightly, and a wave of heat invaded his whole body, making him unable to help but think about the things that made him comfortable, hoping to get a more comfortable feeling. At this moment, what flashed in his mind was Not all kinds of women, but a face he was familiar with just now, and then the conversation between the two, and the scenes of getting along that night came one after another, breaking through the persistent defense... When he found out, Reason is already defeated.

Looking at the white liquid in his hand, Zhang San felt his mouth was dry. He sat on the edge of the bathtub and stopped for a while. He put his hand under the faucet, and after turning it on, there was no water. , I don’t pay utility bills at all. I usually use water from other places and store it in the kitchen.

He didn't have anything else at hand right now, so he just wiped it on his clothes, took it off and threw it in the bathtub.

The weather is hot now, and there is only one layer of clothes, and there are no other clothes in the bathroom, so he has no choice but to go shirtless (topless).

When he came out, he saw Qi Weixuan looking straight at him, which made Zhang San nervous for a while, wondering if his behavior had been discovered, but he heard Qi Weixuan whistle, "You are in good shape."

"roll!"

The author has something to say: ang~~~~~~The saved text is gone, and I found out that I can’t access the Internet after waiting for the code to be written. I want to go to the Internet cafe in a hurry, but the elders in the family won’t let me go out, saying it’s too late and it’s not safe , I thought I couldn’t post it today, but I didn’t expect that there is no unparalleled road~~~~~~~