beautiful waste

Yan Yiwei fell asleep unknowingly. In the past, his nerves were strained like a beast, but now he held a warm body in his arms and buried it in Lu Xueyu's neck, sleeping extremely deeply.It seemed that there was no nightmare all night, nor did I wake up, and it was dawn as soon as I opened my eyes.But Lu Xueyu stayed dead all night, he couldn't move, he couldn't escape.Being hugged by a man, there was never a moment when he missed his father and Gu Qinglin so much.

His tears trickled down quietly, soaking a small piece of the bed sheet.Both Gu Qinglin and his father are men within his aesthetics.He was raised in a greenhouse since he was a child, and was well protected. Everyone he saw was a civilized and polite person, and everything he saw was gentle and gentle.

And Dad and Gu Qinglin are the top men among them, Mr. Lu is not arty, Gu Qinglin is also personable.

When Gu Qing came to kiss him, he would get his permission first.Gu Qinglin's gentleness is his most comfortable temperature.He is like a delicate and fragile flower, Yan Yiwei is too exciting for him.He had always been afraid of him, and now he was even more afraid of resisting him.He looked at the small patch of light outside the window and breathed in the fresh air eagerly.

He wants to get out, he wants to escape.

Yan Yiwei suddenly opened his eyes and saw him looking up at the glimmer of light outside the window.

And as he wakes up...

Lu Xueyu's eyes rolled nervously, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, her whole body resisted him.

However, the more you are afraid of something, the more something will come.

Yan Yiwei approached him unknowingly, gently torturing his eyelids with his teeth.His eyelids hurt so much, as if they were about to be eaten by him, he opened them in panic.

Yan Yiwei twisted his body so that he had to face himself.

Then he kissed Lu Xueyu's lips in those teary eyes that were unwillingly swollen like apricots.

He hasn't had a good taste of Lu Xueyu, nor taught him how to kiss.

What kind of kiss is Gu Qinglin's kiss!

Lu Xueyu struggled, but couldn't resist his strength.

……

He had nothing, and now he has no shame.

……

Yan Yiwei kissed him on the face in a good mood: "Remember, this is a kiss."

Lu Xueyu covered her eyes in despair.

Yan Yiwei bit his face and got off the bed.

"Eat obediently today, and wait for me to come back obediently."

Lu Xueyu raised her heart and lowered her eyes indifferently.

Yan Yiwei finally left.Frightened, he hugged himself tightly, so dangerous that he escaped another catastrophe.

After that, Yan Yiwei seemed to have discovered a new interest.Every night, I will have a kiss with Lu Xueyu.

He was busy outside during the day, wandering and fighting in the circle of interests, and hurried back to the Red Garden at night, no matter how late he would return.

As the car was driving on the mountain road, he looked excited and in a good mood.

When he got home, he washed and changed his clothes, and first asked Wu An who was guarding the door on the second floor.This day in Wu'an can be said to be a great battle, because once Lu Xueyu has the strength, he will struggle to escape.Without strength, he was also trying to find a way to run out.He ran away three times in one day, but was caught by Wu An all the time!

Yan Yiwei's face was full of clouds, and what was more serious was that Lu Xueyu hadn't eaten all day.

He was locked in the room, the door was locked, and Wu An guarded the stairs.

Lu Xueyu was very anxious.

Day after day, he felt hopeless day by day.This place seemed to be a desolate and inhabited island, which made him unable to grasp the edge.He was deeply trapped in this devil's den, and when he opened his eyes, he saw this dark and gloomy room.It was already summer outside, and the trees were shaded one after another, making it impossible for him to see the end.He couldn't feel any heat.

He gradually felt suffocated, and Yan Yiwei's demands became more and more difficult to meet.

He started by sitting him on his lap with only his shirt on and feeding him.

Then kiss him wantonly, kiss him every moment.He caught him at every turn, let him sit on his lap and was forced to kiss him.

He taught him to tie himself a tie, fiddling with his bow tie with his slender fingers, while the man sat on him.

He is addicted to this exciting chase game.

……

He kissed him, humiliated him, forcing his defenses to collapse again and again.

Lu Xueyu looked at him with a pale face, as if drowning in the water, dying.

However, in the end, Yan Yiwei still didn't let him go.

He has been avoiding, has been avoiding things.Before the fear came, he was so frightened that his mind was torn apart, and he couldn't even imagine it at all.

In the end, nothing could be done.

He doesn't like it, very much.

He doesn't like the red house, doesn't like being pushed.

I don't like Yan Yiwei's smell and everything he brings.

He didn't struggle anymore, but bit his lip and endured.

He hung his head and sobbed, his sobs were incoherent, and he couldn't make much sound.

He lay on the bed blankly, only thinking that he would never get better again.

Where is my brother? He looked at the night sky without a ray of light in the dark.

He moved and moved closer to the prison-like window, eagerly letting himself smell the outside in the embrace of the beast.

He felt that he was dirty and stinky, soaked in Yan Yiwei's breath, he couldn't turn over, and he couldn't wash himself clean.

He waited day after day, waiting for Gu Qinglin to come to rescue him, but he couldn't wait for him no matter what.

He couldn't see a familiar person, couldn't hear a familiar voice.

He was locked in a room on the second floor with only one bed and one window.The devil came to visit him every night, torturing him upside down.

He was locked in the villa day by day, like a castle princess with long hair.

In this life of suffocation and confinement, at the most painful moment, he bit Yan Yiwei's shoulder and bit him hard, venting his resentment and anger.

However, Yan Yiwei let him bite, and they all fell into this dirty hell.

On this day, when Yan Yiwei came back, he saw Lu Xueyu still huddled by the window, staring blankly outside.

The food on the table was barely touched.

It's not that he doesn't like it, but that he can't eat it.

He forced himself to swallow the rice once, but after a while, he vomited it out in the bathroom.

Even the stomach juice was about to be vomited out.

Yan Yiwei frowned: "Why don't you eat?"

Yan Yiwei never had the trouble of eating, but instead he had the panic of hunger, not knowing that some people would not eat.

Lu Xueyu was also surprised why he couldn't eat.

When the Lu family had an accident, he did not skip meals; when his father died, he slowly recovered and was willing to eat after a few days; when he lived alone, he ate bread alone.But now he couldn't even eat a bite.

At some point in his life, there was nothing but despair in his life, and he could no longer see any hope of getting better.

The night is dark, the endless night.

Time seems to have lost its meaning to him, and he draws a line on the wall every day, looking forward to someone coming to save him.However, there has been no one.

I don't know how many days have passed, the summer is scorching, and the branches and leaves outside are growing wildly.There was no sound in the quiet garden during the day, but at night it was rustling and surging, with his weak whimpers in between.

Like possessed.

He could only be locked in the room every day and night, surrounded by dark and damp curtains, as if drowning him in it.

Wu An stood guard at the stairs, knocking sunflower seeds and listening to the radio.

The tapes he used to listen to in school, melodious singing, or noisy news came from the radio.

But it is not often possible to hear singing, most of the time it is news and cross talk.That stupid disciple likes to listen to cross talk, which is mixed with some jokes and jokes and scolding, which pollutes people's ears.

He gradually felt that he could not breathe.There is only one voice in my head: don't shut him down, don't shut him down!

Yan Yiwei didn't understand, but the activities at night did not stop.It even becomes more and more frequent.

Every time Lu Xueyu endured it, she was in a daze.He is not used to it, let alone like it.His ass hurts, and this kind of thing is not good for him, because it hurts, it hurts.

In addition to forbearance, or forbearance.

He lost weight rapidly.

From the previous male version of "Xue Baochai", she became the male version of "Lin Daiyu".

His face was smaller, and his body was thin and helpless.He bit the flesh on his face again, and it hurt a little.

Yan Yiwei asked: "You don't want to rescue your elder brother?"

brother?Lu Xueyu thought, if possible, he would not save his eldest brother.It doesn't matter whether you are saved or not.

Lu Xueyu didn't speak, didn't eat, and resisted him passively all the time, which made Yan Yiwei more sullen.

Lu Xueyu suddenly murmured: "Brother..."

He raised his head and cried unconsciously.

Yan Yiwei breathed heavily like a beast.He was angry at the thought that he might still be thinking about that person.Once he misses him, he hates him once.Thinking of him twice, his heart is about to bleed.

Yan Yiwei stood up abruptly: "Don't eat if you don't want to eat."

He called the doctor and began giving Lu Xueyu nutritional injections.As soon as Lu Xueyu was pierced by the needle, she groaned in pain and shed tears in pain.

He just felt too painful.

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Enter V to update two chapters. At present, Starfish is enough to add 2 chapters. I will try my best to make up later~