He's sickly in control

Since that day, Lu Zhou has never seen Assistant Zhenyou again.

Usually, apart from food deliverers and teachers, almost no one would step into his room. Compared to making false claims with others, it would be easier for him to be alone.

Lu Zhou put the bowl aside after eating as usual, his palms gradually began to sweat, and even his body began to feel hot and restless.

A wave of hot air began to steam from top to bottom, and his body felt a sense of emptiness for no reason. Lu Zhou panicked, and hurried to the bathroom to wash his face. Water droplets meandered from his face. An unusual flush.

Lu Zhou was furious in his heart, and he slammed his left hand on the sink vigorously, but saw that the physiological reaction under him had already started, and he was at a loss for a while and didn't know what to do.

Lu Zhou felt that the illusion of biting like ants came from under his body intermittently, and he was actually a little comfortable.

The cold eyes were stained with a hint of accidental ecstasy, which made them look pretty.Lu Zhou was a little panting, he knew he had Chinese medicine.

This damn assistant Zhenyou, he cursed through gritted teeth.

Lu Zhou's footsteps began to be less steady, as if he was stepping on the soft sand, even his toes were mixed with discomfort and a little comfort.

The wet layer on his back was clearly visible through his clothes. Lu Zhou looked around with some confusion in his eyes. He first walked to the door and locked it, and then hid in after seeing a square wooden cabinet.

Some uncontrollable sex overflowed from the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

His whole body was hot and red like an oven in winter.

Beads of sweat the size of particles emerged from the nostrils, and the whole person looked sweaty.

The crotch also began to swell unbelievably slowly.

Lu Zhou forced himself not to think about anything, trying to calm himself down, but he found it was useless.

"Ah~" He couldn't help shouting in a hoarse voice, and slammed his head hard with full viciousness, and there was a crackling sound from the cabinet.

Lu Zhou couldn't bear it any longer, with a confused look on his face, he slowly untied his belt with his left hand, and closed his eyes to relieve the swollen hot thing like a desert.

After a long time, he escaped from the cabinet. Lu Zhou exuded an unpleasant smell all over his body. It was a mixture of sweat and body odor, which was a bit pungent.

He got up to take a shower, and when he came out, he saw Zuo Zhenyou crossing his legs and looking at him with a smile.

For some reason, Lu Zhou felt an unspeakable sense of shame.

"It's useless if you lock the door, I have the key." Assistant Zhenyou said.

Lu Zhou is not a fool, he just wants to delay time, if he was in that state of out of control at that time, assist Zhenyou to open the door...

"It's really disgusting that you can even do something like administering medicine." Lu Zhou said with a little shortness of breath.

Fu Zuo Zhenyou's cool eyes swept across his face, and he smiled without warmth, "If it was really me who drugged you, how could you still stand here talking to me, and go to bed to have a good time It makes you want to stop." Seeing Lu Zhou's appearance, he was a little bit dispirited, and twitched the cigarette he just lit into his left palm, saying, "Recently, I have been closely checked by the police. stop."

From the days when Lu Zhou first came here, he noticed that Zuo Zhenyou had a very strange habit. He liked to press the cigarette butt directly on the palm of his left hand and twist it, as if the ashtray placed next to it was just a decoration. Lu Zhou always thought that He was cruel and violent to others, but he did not expect to do the same to himself.

The hot cigarette butt kissed the skin, and the flesh was slowly devoured bit by bit, leaving a mark the size of a little finger in an instant.

Fuzuo Zhenyou would sometimes take Lu Zhou to his own gambling market to set up a scene. This was an extremely rare opportunity for him to go out. A few times ago, Fuzuo Zhenyou was afraid that he would escape, so he covered his eyes with a black cloth. It gradually stopped doing that.

Once he took Lu Zhou to observe a live game between men and men, the intimate contact between the flesh and blood.

The first time Lu Zhou found himself a little strange was when he woke up one morning, the weather outside was a bit cold and gray, and there was a low whistling sound from the wind blowing through the windows.

However, Lu Zhou found that there was an obvious wet and sticky patch on the top of his pants.

The dream I had just now is still somewhat fresh in my memory.

In the dream, there was a handsome man with the same body structure as him, and Lu Zhou not only kissed him, but also made love to him, time and time again.

Lu Zhou's understanding of the relationship between men and women is pitiful, and even less about the relationship between the same sex. He has heard from the dean before that love begins with a book, and borrowing and returning books are also determined by A letter, writing and replying.

And Zuo Zhenyou always brought him between sex and the body, he directly stepped over the so-called steps, and taught him directly about sex, about the body, and about the same sex.

All the routes that should follow the rules were blocked by him alone. In other words, Zuo Zhenyou was trying to use his own way to subtly change the right track that Lu Zhou had accepted in the past.

But Lu Zhou failed to prevent all this from happening, and even adapted to his own changes, how sad.

Day after month, month after year, time has ruined the years in a mess without leaving any traces.The vernal equinox has arrived, and the green shoots on the tree are curled up like a child with his head buried between his knees, timid and weak.

Occasionally, a sliver of sunlight creeps in through the gap in the window, and the warm light sticks to the skin, making it as refreshing and comfortable as if you just took a shower.

The spacious room was spotless.

The man was sitting on a chair, flipping through the book with his left hand, and could only hear the sound of the pages rubbing against each other.The tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and his beautiful fox eyes were as silent as a pool of water, bottomless.

Lu Zhou turned over the densely packed numbers with his left hand, how long has he been here.

One year.

Two years.

Still three years.

He can't count them all. Over the years, there are always people guarding the door, and there is no slack in the slightest. Assisting Zhenyou to let him do more and more things, money laundering, manipulation, fraud...

Then came endless exhaustion and numbness.

He has made a clean break with the previous Lu Zhou.

And Lu Zhou and the dean are already separated from each other.

When will I be able to escape?

A person who has been enslaved for a long time will become slavish, just like locking a bird in a cage. After a long time, even if the lock is released, the bird will not fly out.

The slavishness drawn from the depths of my heart after being bound by invisible shackles, the traces it brings have no boundaries.

Lu Zhou is a smart person, he is always on guard and cautious.

He waited for the opportunity for a long time, looking for a good opportunity like an animal that has been dormant for a long time in winter.

The lunch man knocked on the door.

The door was opened a small crack. It was strange that he was the only one outside today, and usually there were two guards. Lu Zhou's brain was thinking very fast, and he assisted Zhenyou to go out today. The outside is also very familiar, whether to take a gamble or not.

It is rare to encounter such an excellent opportunity, but what if this is bait? Lu Zhou has to think about this serious issue. If this is just to test his hook... He couldn't help swallowing his throat, and his pupils were a little bit Shrink slightly.

But the instinct of the body has already started to act. He quickly covered the man's mouth and nose with his hands and feet, and slammed his head against the wall a few times until Lu Zhou made sure that he passed out before letting go.

Lu Zhou stepped out of the door lightly, as agile as a fish swimming quickly on the bottom of the sea, looking around from time to time like a lighthouse on the sea, turning left and right.

The road map in memory came to mind, turned left and went straight, he thought about it, if he escaped this time, he would take the dean and the others to leave together, as far away as possible, for Zuo Zhenyou Still afraid.

There were footsteps coming from ahead.

Lu Zhou gasped for breath, and moved nimbly like a cat lying on the door. He was very clear that this was not the footsteps of Fuzuo Zhenyou, and the passing figure was somewhat familiar.

The expression in his eyes became more serious.

Why is Yuan Shu here? His head was intricately entangled in a knot of threads, and he seemed to have lost the ability to think for a moment.

He slowly associated the hot and panicky night a few years ago and the red and swollen marks on Yuan Shu's body with this moment. He thought of assisting Zhenyou to make friends with men, and his heart felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

If this is the case, how much pain the dean will have.

Lu Zhou stepped forward and pulled him down to cover his mouth, and whispered, "Follow me." He kept looking around vigilantly, and didn't notice Yuan Shu's abnormality at all. With all the evil eyes, he was not even a bit defensive.

Lu Zhou held him tightly with his left hand. He had to let Yuan Shu leave this ghostly place. After all, he was the dean's younger brother.

Yuan Shu let him pull, without the slightest resistance in his hands, just silently typing keys on the screen with his fingers flying.

Lu Zhou has been walking for a long time and still hasn't seen the end of this dungeon-like house. At this moment, his heart seems to be hanging straight on the single-plank bridge. There are extremely hungry red-eyed crocodiles on both sides, and the rapids below. .

Suddenly, there was a burst of noisy and chaotic songs playing in the quiet surroundings, which was no different from the sounds coming from men and women twisting their waists frantically under the colorful lights in the bar.

Lu Zhou suddenly turned his head to stare at Yuan Shu. The music playing on the phone he was holding was constantly being turned up. Yuan Shu's eyes were full of mockery and treachery.

"What are you doing?" Lu Zhou asked angrily. Just as he was about to take his mobile phone, he heard Zhenyou's warm smile from the side.

"Lu Zhou, why do you always like to push your feet?" Zuo Zhenyou said with his own unique tone, his face calmly walked from another dark corner, and behind him seemed to be a black hole in an invisible place. wing.

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Burning head and red eyes.

Tired like a dog.