you are not a passerby

The next day the sun rose as usual.

Chen Ke seemed to have had countless recurring nightmares. In the dream, he was chased by monsters and had nowhere to escape. He was bound hands and feet, bound in a bush full of sharp thorns. He struggled desperately, bleeding profusely, but No matter what, he couldn't get rid of that terrifying power.

Chen Ke woke up in a daze, his whole body was sore and stiff. He tried to move his hands and feet, but was horrified to find that he couldn't move anywhere. He thought he was still in a dream. He wanted to wake up from the chaotic and terrifying dream, so he continued to do his best. Struggling with all his strength, he finally realized that he was not dreaming until the pain caused by friction on his wrist and ankle came clearly.

Chen Ke tried his best to lift his heavy eyelids and looked around the dark room.

"Are you awake?" A cool voice sounded not far away.

Chen Ke woke up instantly, frightened out of his wits, he struggled violently like a fish out of water, and finally confirmed that his hands and feet were tied.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?! What did you do to me?" After confirming that he couldn't break free, Chen Ke was even more horrified to find that his clothes were gone, and now he only had a pair of panties left on his whole body.

He recalled what happened last night. In the chaos, the last memory fragment was the scene where he raised a wine bottle and threw it at a man's face.

"Let me go! You pervert!" Chen Ke yelled desperately, her voice was hoarse because she just woke up, but her tone was extremely sharp.

The dark shadow deep in the single sofa moved, a tall man stood up, and walked towards Chen Ke. Chen Ke instinctively shrank towards the head of the bed, but soon his fear was replaced by anger, and he pointed towards the black Shadow screamed: "You fucking let me go!" He rolled and struggled on the bed like a growling little beast, the movements were so violent that he almost rolled under the bed.

Fang Jiming walked to the bed, blocked him with his leg, and said condescendingly, "Don't move around, I'll let you go."

The voice was a bit familiar, but Chen Ke didn't bother to distinguish it.Fang Jiming bent down to untie the restraints on Chen Ke's hands and feet. He couldn't find anything to tie this crazy and tantrumed brat last night, so he had to waste his two ties aggrievedly.

In extreme panic, Chen Ke had no time to focus on distinguishing the man's appearance. He could only see the back of the man's head exposed because of bending over. The moment the tie was loosened, Chen Ke seemed like a restless bird that had finally escaped from the cage. The beast, with its fangs and claws, jumped at the imaginary dangerous hunter. He raised his fist and slammed it down on the back of the man's head——

Fang Jiming frowned slightly, and in an instant, quickly raised his hand to grab Chen Ke's wrist, pinched the meridians firmly, and then bent down and threw himself on Chen Ke like a mountain pressing down on him, forcefully stopping his frantic attack.

"It hurts, it hurts——" Chen Ke's right arm was numb, and the sharp pain like an electric shock spread from his wrist to his whole body. He gasped and said urgently, "Let go!"

"Are you still moving around if I let you go?" Fang Jiming looked down at Chen Ke. The boy was trembling under him, his long eyelashes were like crow feathers blown by a hurricane. The corners of his eyes were wet and red, and he looked rather pitiful, but he knew that as soon as he loosened his grip now, this poor Bala boy could jump up and tear him apart, "You What's wrong? Do it without saying anything clearly!" Fang Jiming said sharply, "There may have been some misunderstanding between us last night, I'll get up now, and you promise not to attack me again, promise?"

Chen Ke has no power to fight back now, he has no choice but to agree, and he gradually saw clearly the face floating less than three inches above him, his heart suddenly stopped,... How is it possible? !

Seeing that Chen Ke was motionless with his eyes wide open, Fang Jiming stood up cautiously, and once again made sure that Chen Ke had no intention of attacking him. Fang Jiming went to the window and opened the heavy curtains. The strong sunlight Penetrating through the tulle curtain, Chen Ke narrowed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a few seconds.

Chen Ke raised his head with difficulty, and saw a handsome and upright face appearing in front of him with a trace of anger in the backlight.

"Uncle...uncle?!" The familiar face finally matched the Night Walker who saw the injustice on the road and helped him that night. Chen Ke stared at Fang Jiming dumbfounded, "Why are you here?"

Chen Ke's brain seemed to be blown to pieces by the sudden influx of bizarre information. Countless guesses seemed to cross the river, did I go to the wrong room?Uncle is the gold master?Is the patron a pervert?Uncle is a pervert?

Fang Jiming was dizzy from his noise, and raised his hand to signal him to be quiet: "Why am I here?" Fang Jiming looked at Chen Ke angrily, and took a few steps forward, "This is my room, of course I Here, I should ask you, why are you here?"

But Chen Ke was obviously frightened by the strange incident this morning. Even though he didn't hit anyone again, he got up quickly, leaned his back against the corner of the bed as a leaning, picked up a bronze ornament on the bedside table, and took a pillow protector. In front of the chest, he said sharply: "Don't come here! Make it clear!"

Fang Jiming stopped, put his hands on his hips, looked up at the ceiling and let out a long breath, and managed to calm down. He glanced at his watch and said expressionlessly, "I still have half an hour to go out." , I will give you 15 minutes to explain why you appeared at my door last night in a state of insanity, holding a murder weapon and trying to rape me. If you don’t have a reasonable explanation, I will call the police.”

Facing Chen Ke, Fang Jiming sat on the sofa and made a candid gesture with his hands outstretched: "The countdown has begun, please tell me."

Fang Jiming has been in Hengdian for the past few days, with a very tight schedule, busy and exhausted. Yesterday he wanted to rest early, but as soon as he fell asleep, he heard someone knocking on the door. As soon as he opened the door, a black shadow could not help but attack he.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, snatched the wine bottle immediately, and pressed the attacker's hands against the wall behind his back.

At that time, Chen Ke unconsciously yelled "It hurts", Fang Jiming took a closer look, hehe, fate, he has only been in Hengdian for three days, and he bowed his head and looked up to see this boy.

Originally, he wanted to call the police directly, but he hesitated after recognizing Chen Ke, and wanted to ask the boy first after he woke up.At that time, Chen Ke was unconscious. He thought that Chen Ke was drunk, so he put him on the bed, and took a glass of water to feed him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached Chen Ke, it was like a butcher approaching a calf waiting to be slaughtered. Chen Ke resisted in a hurry as if seeing a devil, grabbing everything within reach and throwing him at him.

At this time, Fang Jiming had realized that Chen Ke was definitely not as simple as being drunk. Even though he himself was considered clean and self-sufficient, he could guess that the child's wine should have been laced with spices, and It is something that can make people hallucinate. His current situation is a bit persecuted and delusional, and he is a dangerous element.

Fang Jiming had no choice but to not irritate him, and sat motionless in the distance to observe his situation. Chen Ke tossed about for a while, seeing no one interacting with him, sat there for a while, then fell back and fell asleep.

Fang Jiming was completely speechless, came over to roll his eyelids, checked his pulse, and checked him. He felt that his condition was stable and he should not need to be sent to the hospital.In the middle of the night, such a drugged case was sent to the hospital by him or his people. I'm afraid there will be no news in the gossip headlines.

What's more, Chen Ke was blocked, and he was already struggling in Hengdian. Fang Jiming felt that he was magnanimous, and he should give Chen Ke some retreat and face before finding out the truth.

With that in mind, Fang Jiming lay beside Chen Ke, planning to settle down overnight.

However, things backfired, the psychedelic drug in Chen Ke's body disappeared, and the aphrodisiac part became noisy again.

Fang Jiming fell into a drowsy sleep. He first felt a fiery body approaching him, and then a pair of thin but powerful arms wrapped around his waist. Fang Jiming just wanted to escape, but Chen Ke tightened his grip suddenly. He said vaguely, "Don't run..." Then a hard stick came up, rubbing against his waist and buttocks behind him anxiously and chaotically.

"..." Fang Jiming couldn't bear it anymore, he broke Chen Ke's hand, turned on the bedside lamp, turned on his back, and slapped Chen Ke's naked chest. The boy had already taken off his clothes at some point Yes, wearing a white panties, set up a bulging tent.

He hit this, with a little force, and Chen Ke's chest immediately turned red, as if he had been wronged by the beating, he half-opened his eyes and looked at Fang Jiming at a loss.

"Chen Ke," Fang Jiming pinched his eyelids and looked at him. His eyes were slack, and he waved his middle finger in front of Chen Ke's eyes. "How much is this?"

Chen Ke looked at him blankly. Although the boy was unconscious, he was still good-looking. Even this blurred and drunken state gave him a strange beauty. His messy long hair exuded an ambiguous luster, and the corners of his eyes were red and dizzy. Light, the place on his chest where he had slapped her was delicately red, the little red beans stood up hard, and the rest of her body was as white as glistening snow.

Chen Ke's desire stimulated by the drug could not be relieved, so he had no choice but to reach out to comfort him.I don't know if there is still a residual consciousness, or if it comes from instinct, when Chen Ke did this, he turned over and turned his back to Fang Zhiming.

So Fang Jiming saw a trembling naked back, and heard several bone-piercing groans.

Fang Jiming is gay. For so many years, he has only been doing sex. Now such a delicious and attractive little fox rolls around naked on his bed, and even barks a few times. If you say he has no evil thoughts at all. That's definitely a lie.

Fang Jiming started off, and unconsciously twirled his pajama pants a few times with his fingers. He didn't think he was a saint who could sit still, but he was also a clean man. I didn't mention it before, but he said that he has been in charge for the past six months since he came back. There are people and partners who make insinuations about recommending pillows, and some put people on his bed overtly and covertly.He rejected all of these in an appropriate way. He is used to controlling everything, so naturally he doesn't like being manipulated and used by other people or things, even his own desires.He despises people who let purely physical desires rule them.

In fact, he probably had a vague guess about today's incident, and he didn't know that some unscrupulous bastard brought a beautiful boy as a gift.

He could indeed take this boy as his own at the moment of his desire, and after having a good time, he would also be able to deal with various follow-up problems, but that was taking advantage of other people's danger, not what a gentleman would do.

A physical relationship without emotion is too low-level, what is the difference between it and a beast?

Fang Jiming felt that he was a person out of vulgar tastes. He sighed reluctantly in his heart, went to drink a glass of ice water, took a cold shower, and when he went to bed, he took a hot towel to help Chen Ke clean up. He touched his body, then tied his hands and feet.

This is for the sake of your own life safety and "chastity", it is very necessary.Who knows if he falls asleep after a while, will Chen Ke try to do something new again?

The events of last night flashed through his mind, and Fang Jiming looked at Chen Ke calmly, waiting for his explanation.