And light and dust

Among the people he met was the boy who came to the bar to look for He Cheng the day he first met He Cheng. He only knew his name today, Yu An.He Cheng generously introduced that Yu An didn't seem to have much reaction when he heard that he was a slave who was seriously trained by Gallop who abandoned the social life in the circle, probably because he had heard about it before.Instead, Ji Chuanheng hid at the side and secretly looked at the other party.

She has a baby face and big eyes, and is about 175cm tall. She is a cuddly and clingy type, not the same type as myself at all.They played halfway in the bar and another person came, and He Cheng went over to say hello when he saw that he was an acquaintance.A certain M came over and told him that this person was Gallop's first regular slave, and they entered the circle together, and that happened many years ago.

Ji Chuanheng looked at the later person again, his figure was similar to him, but his personality was more gentle and cheerful, and he seemed to have fun with everyone else.

He Cheng came back from a social event to see him thoughtful, and asked him what he was thinking. He told the truth, and He Cheng told him: "These two people are both M. If you want to change masters, you should be single over there." Choose from the S."

Ji Chuanheng obviously didn't mean that, and was so frightened that he pulled the corner of He Cheng's clothes to apologize, but He Cheng with a smile in his eyes, motioned him to kneel down.

Business is still booming at the ferry today. They chose a relatively remote area, a little lower than the dance floor and other areas, a little partitioned, not very conspicuous.Some of the other people were playing on the dance floor outside, and some couldn't help but quietly trained them.

Ji Chuanheng didn't hesitate, he didn't need to weigh the possibility of being discovered, he just had to listen to his master.

So he immediately knelt down and looked up at He Cheng.He Cheng became more and more satisfied with his obedience, and said to him: "I didn't ask you to kneel because the other slaves knelt down. If you say you are the last one in the audience, it's too rude for me to remind you." .”

"It's just a small punishment for not paying attention to me when I'm away from home."

Ji Chuanheng nodded, and began to focus on He Cheng's actions, such as grabbing the few ashtrays on the table and bringing them to He Cheng, remembering the height of beer in the master's glass in advance and filling it up for him, without looking away seen others.After he knelt down, it seemed that the big world really only cared about He Cheng.

S, who was sitting far away, praised He Cheng loudly for his good training. He Cheng just smiled and toasted. There was a groan leaking out.

"Why are you so coquettish, you can get hard even after kneeling outside for a while." He Cheng raised his foot and stepped on his visible penis through the slacks.

"Only when facing you..." Ji Chuanheng explained weakly.

"Then who else do you want to kneel to?" He Cheng was unwilling to let him go.

"Don't say that... I never thought of looking for someone else, I only have you as my master." Ji Chuanheng also drank a few glasses of wine before, and it was rare to be honest.

"Then why are you looking at others?"

"They are all... the master's former slaves, I'm just curious..."

"What's there to be curious about? Do you want to learn from them how to serve me?" He Cheng smiled, thinking that your oral sex needs to be practiced.

"without me……"

"Aren't you going to learn? Are you afraid that I won't want you anymore?" He Cheng said in a hurry to run on him, he just loves to take advantage of the barrister at such a time.

"Please, don't say that... that's not what I meant..."

Seeing that he was about to make him cry, He Cheng had no choice but to coax him again, kissing Ji Chuanheng's forehead and pinching his face.

"You are so good, I won't leave you. Let's stay a little longer and tell me if you want to go back."

Spoiler: Fetish

Feng Miao took a big case in a northern city and took He Cheng as an assistant, and he went there for half a month.The flight time was more than two hours, and before He Cheng went out, he took a copy of "Xichuang Fayu" from the bookshelf.It is an introductory book for students of this law. Feng Miao recommended this book to all his students in the first class that year.Looking at the content now, it is indeed outdated and superficial, but it is suitable for passing time.

After getting on the plane, He Cheng discovered that the word Sichuan was written on the inside cover of the book, and the time when the book was purchased. It turned out that the book he got was Ji Chuanheng's.

Living together for more than half a year, the two have already shared all the space in the house, and the literature, codes, case books are all crowded.Every time we clean up, He Cheng wants to throw away a copy of the books that both of them own, but Ji Chuanheng refuses to let him. bookshelf.

This is the first time they have been apart for a long time since they fell in love. He Cheng caressed the name on the paper, and missed Ji Chuanheng very much. If he had known that before going out, he would have done it thoroughly, regardless of whether he still had work to complete.

Ji Chuanheng is not good at expressing, but every trace left behind is engraved in He Cheng's heart. For example, now, he found a page of poems hidden in the book.Floating gold art paper, pure black ink with a faint scent, and Ji Chuanheng's neat lines and well-proportioned pen writing.

The modern poetry is not very good, but the words are full of love.After He Cheng finished reading it carefully, he immediately gouged out the back of Feng Miao's head who was on a business trip next to him. Feng Miao felt his scorching eyes, turned his head, and He Cheng immediately put on a pure-hearted posture.

After they landed, the two went to work. He Cheng only sent a message to Ji Chuanheng to report his safety, and it was a few days before he contacted again.

Ji Chuanheng's class organized a party, and he was also invited, so he put down his work and went.During the dinner, a student came over to chat and asked how to get a postgraduate seat for a certain senior brother, so Ji Chuanheng inevitably thought of He Cheng, who was just a fellow student when they first met.

The other party was handling a case in another place, and he knew how busy he would be, so he didn't say anything about it, and didn't want to disturb him too much.At this moment, I thought that He Cheng just didn't like that he never expressed, so he couldn't help sending a message to express his thoughts.

He Cheng was still working, and when he received the news, he remembered the poem Ji Chuanheng secretly wrote, so he took out the book and sent a voice message to Ji Chuanheng.

Ji Chuanheng saw the news after he got home and took a shower, but his eyes became hot from the content of the voice, as if the water vapor in the bathroom had also drifted into the bedroom.

That poem was edited by him after reading a review of a novel by a certain Japanese writer. The original author could no longer be verified, and his revision did not carefully consider the composition of the poem.It is not known where that piece of paper was stuffed casually afterwards, and somehow it fell into He Cheng's hands.

Ji Chuanheng remembered the classic love story in that novel.And the "you" in his poem is written by He Cheng.

He Cheng's voice in the voice is low, because he works hard, smokes and drinks, and his voice is still soaked in coffee to stay awake. It can't be said to be pleasant, but he has a strong smile.After hearing this, Ji Chuanheng was first ashamed of the secret being discovered, and then moved by love, not knowing who among them came from.

Ji Chuanheng listened to it many times, listening to He Cheng read those love words, each word rolled over his heart, like a pot of boiled sugar, hot and sticky.

He Cheng couldn't wait for his reply, so he made a call, and Ji Chuanheng picked it up almost immediately, calling his name, but nothing more.

He Cheng had no intention of breaking the original warm atmosphere, but he had other thoughts on this phone call, he didn't mention the poem, and asked back to Ji Chuanheng's initial news.

"Miss me?" He Cheng pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, moving his hands slowly.

"Well... miss you very much." Ji Chuanheng seemed to be covered by an invisible hand, and he felt suffocated just hearing these three words.In fact, He Cheng did do this in one of their previous affairs, and both of them felt an indescribable pleasure.

"What do you think? Tell me?"

Ji Chuanheng really couldn't take the initiative to say something like getting an erection when he heard your voice at the very beginning of the conversation, so he bit his lips and didn't open his mouth.

"It seems that you don't think so much as you said?"

Ji Chuanheng still didn't open his mouth, and became more and more arrogant, daring to be so disobedient.

"Let me guess? Did Teacher Ji just take a shower? Wearing my pajamas? Burying my head in my pillow? Wanting to masturbate but not daring to touch it, listening to my voice is so hard it drips?"

Unbiased, what else could he do?Nothing more than this, He Cheng guessed right.

"Tell me what's on your mind."

"I'm thinking about Master, I want you." The more humiliating and tough the attitude, the more Ji Chuanheng can enter the state.

"What do you want? Don't you say you want me to guess?" He Cheng lit a cigarette and took two puffs, but felt bitter in his mouth, so he threw it back into the ashtray.

"I couldn't help rubbing against the quilt just now, please punish me." Ji Chuanheng was not allowed to touch his penis at any time.

"Rubbing the quilt is enough? Don't want to go upstairs to get a massage stick and have a good fuck?"

"Don't want those toys, just want you to fuck."

When He Cheng heard this, the heat that had not vented for a long time gathered in his lower abdomen. He took off his pants and sat down on the bed, and took out his erect penis and held it in his hand.

"Can you hear it? What am I doing?" He Cheng turned on the hands-free, and the voice in his hand faintly passed through the receiver to Ji Chuanheng's ears.

"Don't do it yourself, I'll lick it for you..." Ji Chuanheng had already taken off his pajamas and knelt on the bed, as He Cheng said, he found a nipple clip from the bedside table and put it on for himself.

"Kneel down and crawl over, I'll reward you. I haven't showered yet, do you like it?"

"I like... the taste of the master..." Ji Chuan Hengguang could recall the scene of their sex training with imagination, he licked his lips, trembling with excitement.

"Hey, turn around and stick your butt up."

So Ji Chuanheng really