mask

He took off his school uniform jacket and short sleeves, and bowed down to take off his school pants, leaving only a pair of underwear on his body.

Zhao Chengshi watched Mo Zhu's movements meticulously, and finally caught the flash of embarrassment in his eyes.

He pushed forward and said: "I told you to take off your clothes. Don't you understand?"

Mo Zhu closed his eyes, endured the shame welling up in his heart, pulled off his underwear, and knelt down in front of the mirror frankly.

Zhao Cheng approached, looked at the two liang of meat between Mo Zhu's legs, stretched out his hand to touch it lightly twice, and said, "It's quite big, have you ever opened meat?"

Mo Zhu answered with difficulty: "No."

"That's really a pity," Zhao Chengza turned his mouth, but his tone was full of satisfaction, "This thing is no longer blessed by personnel."

With his hands behind his back, Mo Zhu twisted his arms desperately so that he could barely keep from retreating or resisting.He thought that he must have been enemies with Zhao Cheng in his previous life, so he was humiliated like this in this life.

He smiled weakly and reluctantly, but did not respond to Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng circled behind Mo Zhu, and swirled his index finger around his buttocks and eyes. The cold temperature and faint stimulation made Mo Zhu unconsciously take a step forward. Then he realized something was wrong, stepped back hurriedly, and moved his hips. Send it to Zhao Cheng's subordinates again, and murmured, "...I'm sorry."

Zhao Cheng got up with a smile, patted his butt, and said, "Okay, what are you doing so nervous? I haven't thought of doing anything to you yet."

Mo Zhu breathed a sigh of relief almost invisibly.Zhao Cheng paused, then continued: "However, you may need to do something to yourself."

Mo Zhuxin raised her throat.

"Hands, put them on your chest and play with your nipples for me to see."

Mo Zhu raised his head suddenly and begged, "Sir..."

Zhao Cheng ignored Mo Zhu's cute and pitiful appearance.Mo Zhu could only stretch out his hands, kneading and pinching on his nipples.

Looking at the beauty in front of him with her head down and her eyes closed, Zhao Cheng got a little feeling.He said hoarsely: "Open your eyes, look in the mirror, how many times do I need to say it?"

Mo Zhu then opened his eyes, the tears in his eyes were unobstructed, and a drop fell down immediately.He raised his head and looked at the mirror in front of him. The body in the mirror was a jade white body, with long shoulders and narrow waist, few muscles, and the flesh between the waist and abdomen was very soft, but there was no extra fat or belly. It looked aggressive.The red spot on the chest was slightly pink, and at this moment, it was congested with blood from the lingering slender hands, standing upright tremblingly, looking extremely lustful.

He couldn't stop the tears, falling drop by drop, but he couldn't stop the movements of his hands, playing with himself in different ways.This situation reminded Zhao Chenglian of a holy angel who was forced to commit a crime.He felt better because of this association, finally bullied enough people, and asked: "Is basketball fun?"

Mo Zhu paused, and understood what Zhao Cheng had taught him today. He took a deep breath, held back his tears, and said, "It's not fun."

"It's not fun?" Zhao Cheng smiled, "I see how you have a good time, and you have played it on someone else."

Mo Zhu said, "I accidentally bumped into someone else, it was an accident."

Zhao Cheng: "Yes, it was indeed an accident. Lifting someone up, getting into someone's arms, and volunteering to help someone take notes are all accidents."

Mo Zhu opened his eyes wide in shock, not understanding how Zhao Cheng would know such a trivial matter as taking notes for others.

However, now is not the time for him to think about this problem carefully. He looked up at Zhao Cheng and explained: "I really have nothing to do with Zifeng. His hand was injured because of me, shouldn't I help him?"

"Zifeng..." Zhao Cheng chuckled, "The two of you really have a deep friendship. After writing these things, they can be developed into a novel of first love on campus."

"I can't develop," Mo Zhu lowered his eyebrows to please him, "I'm already yours."

Zhao Cheng turned sideways and sat on the chair beside him. Mo Zhu Zhiqu turned around and knelt down to him.

He coldly looked down at the person in front of him who was so self-conscious, and raised his chin with his feet. Mo Zhu followed the trend and raised his head. He looked at Mo Zhu's face without any blemish, and said in a cold tone, "That's why I hit the mandarin duck with a stick."

Mo Zhu was a little tired of Zhao Cheng's nonsense, but he had no choice but to explain patiently: "I didn't mean that, I meant that I..."

"Okay!" Zhao Cheng interrupted him suddenly, "Don't bother making excuses, since you like playing ball so much, I'll play with you after dinner."

Mo Zhu raised his head abruptly, instinctively wanting to refuse, but seeing Zhao Cheng's face again, he swallowed the words on the verge of his mouth.

Seeing that Mo Zhu didn't raise any objections, Zhao Cheng leaned over, pressed a kiss on Mo Zhu's lips, helped him up, and said, "Let's go, let's eat."

Mo Zhu put on his clothes and silently followed Zhao Cheng to the table. The dishes on the table were no longer steaming.Mo Zhu consciously heated the dishes in the microwave oven, brought them to the table, and scooped up the rice for Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng enjoyed Mo Zhu's service with peace of mind.

After the meal, Zhao Cheng took off his suit, changed into casual clothes, and took him to the gymnasium.

"It's really not fun to play ball without a bet. Well, I'll let you have a little. If you can make a basket under my hand tonight, then nothing will happen. If you don't, let's do it again. Calculate the day's account."

Mo Zhu's eyes darkened.He struggled and said, "I can't play."

"Can't play?" Zhao Cheng smiled, "Then why do you have fun with other people?"

Mo Zhu sighed silently, knowing that he couldn't escape, Zhao Cheng just wanted to take this opportunity to punish him and fix him, no matter what, he couldn't get anything better from him.

He lowered his head and answered "OK" in a low voice, and Zhao Cheng threw the ball to him, motioning for him to start first.

He dribbled the ball towards the basket in a bored manner, and Zhao Cheng snatched the ball after a while. Zhao Cheng's complexion was not very good, and he smiled while dribbling. I learned a good habit and came back.”

Mo Zhu opened his mouth to deny it, but Zhao Cheng didn't give him a chance, and threw the ball back to him, "I dote on you too much, so I didn't make you suffer too much. If you want to challenge me today The limit of patience, you can try to keep this look of death."

Mo Zhu was silent.Not long after, he dribbled the ball again and confronted Zhao Cheng seriously.

In the end, it was naturally invincible.He was deliberately knocked to the ground by Zhao Cheng many times. This time, no one was protecting him. Every time he was thrown, tears rolled down his face. The last time he was hit by Zhao Cheng in the stomach, and he fell directly on the ground, unable to get up in pain. .

He curled up and gasped, Zhao Cheng squatted down in front of him, and looked at him with a smile, "Do you still like playing ball?"

Mo Zhu's clothes were drenched with sweat, his whole body was exhausted, and his forehead was still sweating non-stop.He hugged his abdomen with both hands, his face was as pale as white paper, and he answered tremblingly: "No... I won't play anymore, from now on, I won't play anymore..."

Zhao Chengde was very satisfied with this answer, got up, and walked towards the door regardless of Mo Zhu who was limp on the ground.

Mo Zhu slowed down on the ground for a while, then forced himself to stand up, bent his shoulders and struggled to keep up with Zhao Cheng.

It was very cold at night, and Mo Zhu shivered immediately due to the cold wind blowing his body covered in sweat.Zhao Cheng walked in front, not noticing Mo Zhu's abnormality at all.

When he got home, Zhao Cheng was not ready to let him go, so he sat on the sofa and asked leisurely, "You didn't score a goal, how should I punish you?"

Mo Zhu stood beside him stiffly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You can punish him however you want."

Zhao Cheng laughed, "You do have courage."

Mo Zhu didn't answer, he was speechless.

"Then let's leave it at that. Forget all the complicated means. Let's make it simpler. You just need to kneel by the bed tonight, and I will let the past go."

Mo Zhu has no right to raise objections.Hearing this, he went straight to the bedroom and knelt beside the bed.

Zhao Cheng took a shower, came out to see Mo Zhu kneeling upright, didn't say anything, went directly to bed, turned off the light and went to sleep.

Mo Zhu was very uncomfortable, not only the discomfort of kneeling for a long time, but his mind was dizzy, he was in pain and drowsy, his sweat was dried and stuck to his body sticky, and in the middle of the night, he was shivering with cold, so he could only hug tightly Hug yourself, hoping to keep a little warmth.

From birth to now, people around him have been very kind to him.I've never been abused like this before.He quietly listened to the ticking sound from the clock, thinking in a trance when it would be dawn, and when he would be mercifully let go by Zhao Chengda.

He opened and closed his eyes and opened them several times, the sky outside was still dark, he finally couldn't take it anymore, and wept softly in grievance.Even the crying was suppressed, for fear of waking up a certain devil and venting his anger on him.Halfway through crying, he felt a little sleepy, he closed his eyes, unable to fall asleep at all due to the cold air.From the initial pain to his leg, he has no feeling at all. He dare not move it, feeling as if his leg is useless.

Zhao Cheng was awakened by a muffled noise in the morning.After waking up, he was dazed for a while, and sat up to look at Mo Zhu, only to see Mo Zhu fell to the ground in a strange posture with his head on the ground, and there was a faint bloodstain on the floor under his head.

Zhao Cheng's drowsiness was scared away in an instant, he didn't even care to put on his shoes, he quickly got up to hug Mo Zhu, but felt that Mo Zhu's body was a little hot, he reached out to touch his forehead, it was so hot that he retracted it like an electric shock.

Before he had time to blame himself, he reached out and hugged Mo Zhu.As soon as Mo Zhu was picked up by him, he was awakened by the pain, and suddenly let out a scream, tears rolled down his face, and cried, "It hurts...it hurts, don't, my leg hurts..."

Zhao Cheng's heart was clenched tightly, and he almost slipped his hands and threw Mo Zhu to the ground. At this moment, he realized how much he had gone too far. He tightened his hands and subconsciously said: "It's okay...it's okay...for a while Enough…"

However, Mo Zhu could no longer hear and passed out again.

Zhao Cheng rushed the person to the hospital, and the doctor said after examination: "Fever, collapse, mild concussion, forehead bleeding."

Zhao Cheng: "... how are you?"

The doctor glanced at him reproachfully, "The fever reached 41 degrees, why didn't you notice it? You have to wait for someone to lose consciousness and concussion before seeing a doctor. Is it comfortable?"

Zhao Cheng couldn't refute it, he thought that his concussion wasn't caused by himself at all, it was...

He closed his eyes and did not speak.

The doctor continued: "He is currently in a transfusion and is still in a coma. His body is weak and he needs to sleep. Many children of this age don't cherish their bodies, but it's too stupid to be like that. It is recommended that the family take good care of it. , pay attention to diet and sleep, and take good care of your body."

Zhao Cheng nodded in embarrassment.

The doctor had almost finished speaking, and finally said: "He's fine, you can go in and stay with him, and take him to take an X-ray when he wakes up and the fever subsides, and then he can be discharged from the hospital if he's fine."

"...Okay, thank you doctor."

After bidding farewell to the doctor, Zhao Cheng entered the door.Mo Zhu was the only one in the ward, his face was as pale as a ghost, and he was lying quietly on the hospital bed.

He walked up to Mo Zhu and looked at Mo Zhu.Mo Zhu's face was so beautiful, even though it was sickly at the moment, it still smelled like a sickly beauty.

He reached out and touched Mo Zhu's face, and he didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Mo Zhu.

He was really angry when he saw Mo Zhu getting close to others, and he wanted people to be punished, but when he saw Mo Zhu lying in his arms, clutching his clothes with both hands, and said "pain" aggrievedly, his heart was full of pain. Self-blame suddenly poured out earth-shakingly and overwhelmed him, making him feel suffocated for a moment.

Mo Zhu is his property, a little white rabbit conquered by him, but that's all.He can trap Mo Zhu's body, but Mo Zhu's heart is free, and he can not put a little bit on him.

He froze for a moment, not understanding why he had such a hypocritical idea suddenly.He sat on the edge of the bed, finally realizing that his emotions were out of control.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when Mo Zhu woke up. He glanced around blankly and called out, "Sir."

Seeing that the man was awake, Zhao Cheng rang the bell to call the nurse without saying a word.The nurse came quickly, took Mo Zhu's temperature, and asked softly, "How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Mo Zhu was a little out of sorts, but he also answered seriously: "Head, a little dizzy."

The nurse took out the machine to measure the temperature, it was 38.5, and the fever was already decreasing.

"Can you stand up?" she asked.

Mo Zhu's leg moved when he heard the sound, there was nothing unusual and he had already recovered.He nodded.

"Okay," the nurse looked up and looked at Zhao Cheng, "The family members took it to take a film."

Mo Zhu flinched subconsciously.The nurse didn't pay attention, got up and walked out.

Zhao Cheng got up, his voice was extremely hoarse, "Let's go."

Mo Zhu was afraid of him, so he whispered: "I can go by myself..."

Zhao Cheng: "I said, let's go."

Mo Zhu had no choice but to stand up and follow behind Zhao Cheng timidly.

He reached out and touched his forehead, and found that there was an extra piece of gauze on his forehead. He froze for a while, and then remembered that he passed out in the morning.

He pursed his lips, it was impossible not to hate in his heart, but what's the use of hating?There was nothing he could do about that demon at all.

Zhao Cheng took someone to take a picture and showed it to the doctor. The doctor saw that there was nothing serious, and prescribed some medicine mixed with it, and sent the two of them back home.

The two sat in the car, and no one spoke for a while.

Zhao Cheng broke the silence, "Be more obedient in the future, and get less entangled with dubious people, and I will never treat you like yesterday again."

Mo Zhu huddled on the edge of the car seat and didn't speak.

With a hoarse voice, Zhao Cheng lost most of his momentum, and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Mo Zhu defended in a low voice, "I have nothing to do with others at all, and I don't know what your standard of non-entanglement is. Unavoidable contact will also be punished. I... don't know how to do it."

"You are really brave." Zhao Cheng's eyes turned cold, "You still dare to talk to me like this."

Mo Zhu shut up.

"Since you don't know what to do, stay away from everyone, so as not to make me unhappy."

"how can that be……"

"I also don't think it's possible. If you can't do it, then don't go."

"...I'll do it."

After saying this, Mo Zhu turned his head away, turned his back to Zhao Cheng, and closed his eyes.

Predecessor 2

When sleeping at night, Mo Zhu curled up in a corner of the bed with his back facing Zhao Cheng, leaving a huge space.

Zhao Cheng went to bed, sat on the head of the bed, looked at him funny, and said, "Come here."

Mo Zhu froze, then turned around obediently, and moved to Zhao Cheng's side.

Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and stroked Mo Zhu's hair. Mo Zhu closed his eyes and showed no expression on his face.Zhao Cheng leaned down, kissed Mo Zhu's lips, stuck his tongue in and did whatever he wanted, Mo Zhu tilted his head to hide, Zhao Cheng vaguely warned: "Don't you dare."

Mo Zhu had no choice but to turn his head back again, blinked vigorously, withdrew the uncontrollable tears from the corners of his eyes, and silently endured them.

Zhao Cheng gently invaded every inch of his mouth, like a lion declaring its territory, then let go of him, turned off the light, held him in his arms, and said, "Sleeping."

No sleep for one night.

Mo Zhu managed to fall asleep in the early hours of the morning, but he couldn't fall asleep for long. He opened his eyes before it was fully dawn. He kept the same posture for too long, which made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to break free from Zhao Cheng's embrace. Adjusting his sleeping position at will, he can only maintain this state, looking through Zhao Cheng, looking at the whitening sky outside, trying his best to ignore the stiffness of his body.

After an hour or two, Zhao Cheng woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Mo Zhu's eyes were pitch-black, staring at him calmly, he was startled immediately.

Mo Zhu didn't have any special reaction, and quietly waited for Zhao Cheng to let him go.Zhao Cheng didn't have such self-awareness, he hugged him even tighter after being frightened, and said with a joke: "It's so early in the morning, do you want to scare me to death and regain my freedom?"

"..." Mo Zhu pursed his lips, "No."

"Then what's the matter with your expression as if your parents are dead? Who is it for?"

A fire ignited in Mo Zhu's heart, and he suppressed it violently. He forced a smile and said, "Sir, I want to get up."

Zhao Cheng let him go, Mo Zhu got up, left the bed to change clothes.

As soon as he took off his pajamas, Zhao Cheng's voice sounded, "Don't put on your clothes, come here."

Mo Zhu took the hand of the school uniform and went back to the bed naked.Zhao Cheng sat up, grabbed Mo Zhu's hand involuntarily, and put it between his legs. Mo Zhu's hand retracted subconsciously, and his sense returned to the cage in time, and he sent his hand back again.

Looking at Mo Zhu's series of small movements, Zhao Cheng felt a little inexplicably proud, and said, "What should I do? It's erect."

Mo Zhu closed his eyes to adjust his breathing, put his hand into Zhao Cheng's nightgown, and relieved him.

"Sit up."

Mo Zhu sat on Zhao Cheng's lap, and lifted the nightgown that was obstructing his hand, revealing the majestic giant between Zhao Cheng's crotch, and the provocative hand that was caressing it intimately.

Zhao Cheng stared at Mo Zhuyin's face, couldn't help wanting to humiliate him, and said with a smile: "Look at it carefully, this is a baby that will enter your body and penetrate you so hard, it's extremely lewd/slutty. "

Mo Zhu lowered his head, didn't speak, just looked at the thing obediently and intently, a tear dripped silently on his arm, leaving a little water splashed into several petals, which would not attract anyone's attention.

Too much time.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Cheng finally ejaculated, part of the turbid liquid splashed on the floor, and part remained on Mo Zhu's thigh.

Zhao Cheng picked up some of the turbid liquid with his fingers and put it near Mo Zhu's mouth. A little tear on Mo Zhu's face had already dried up. At this moment, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Cheng suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

"lick."

Mo Zhu's eyes widened due to shock, and he took a long time to react before lowering his head, resisting nausea, and licking Zhao Cheng's fingers carefully.

So far Zhao Cheng was satisfied, took out a tissue, wiped Mo Zhu's legs clean, let him go, Mo Zhu got up, and continued to dress.

After washing, Mo Zhu went downstairs and sat quietly at the dining table to eat breakfast.After a while Zhao Cheng came down, Mo Zhu put down his chopsticks, got up, and said, "I'm full, I'm going to class."

"sit down."

Mo Zhu sat back down again.

Zhao Cheng looked at the untouched food in front of him, and said, "I didn't eat much last night, let's eat some more."

"I'm stuffed."

In fact, he had no appetite, he could think of the taste of the semen/fluid that Zhao Cheng made him eat in the morning, and everything became hard to swallow.

Zhao Cheng stared at him unkindly, and suddenly laughed, "Okay, you're full. Now that it's so early, let's have another morning exercise, what do you think?"

Mo Zhu froze for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating again.

Zhao Cheng sat across from him, watching him slumped, picked up his chopsticks with complicated emotions, and ate.

After dinner, Zhao Cheng asked the driver to take Mo Zhu to school, and drove to work by himself.

Mo Zhu asked the driver to stop the car at a corner 200 meters away from the school, thanked the driver, and got off the car.

Passing by a pharmacy on the way, he went in and bought a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao and a bottle of safflower oil, stuffed them into his schoolbag, and walked into the school gate.

After entering the classroom, more than half of the early self-study has passed, the Chinese teacher didn't say anything, and asked Mo Zhu to study quickly.

Mo Zhu sat on the seat, took out the book, and put it on the table. The tablemate asked with concern: "Mo Zhu, what's wrong with your head? Are you okay?"

Mo Zhu touched the gauze on his forehead subconsciously, and replied: "It's okay, I knocked it accidentally."

Ling Zifeng turned his head and was startled when he saw the gauze on Mo Zhu's head, and asked, "What happened? It turned out like this after a trip home?"

Mo Zhu didn't answer this question, but instead handed him the medicine he bought, "I guess you won't go to the infirmary to get medicine, so I bought some for you outside, remember to rub it on, the wound will heal faster. "

Ling Zifeng reached out to take it, and his hand touched Mo Zhu unconsciously, Mo Zhu withdrew his hand like an electric shock, Ling Zifeng was stunned.

Mo Zhu closed his eyelids uncomfortably, and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

"I" what?There was no reason at all to explain his abnormality at the moment, even he himself did not expect that such a big abnormality would occur if someone accidentally touched him.

Fortunately, Ling Zifeng didn't care, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I have to thank you for buying medicine for me."

Mo Zhu forced a smile, Ling Zifeng turned his head back, and tightened his hand holding the medicine.Something was wrong with Mo Zhu, he realized it.Yesterday he asked the head teacher why Mo Zhu didn't come. The head teacher clearly said that he had a fever, but when he came today, he had a gauze on his forehead, and he was even afraid of touching people. His appearance reminded him that he was locked up and abused by his husband Because she has been trapped in the abyss of hopelessness for too long and knows that she cannot escape, she has a sense of fear and distrust for everyone.

He frowned at the inappropriate association, finding it unlikely.

Mo Zhu's family is harmonious, and his mother is a teacher in this school. He has seen it a few times, and it doesn't look like she has been subjected to domestic violence, let alone her son.

But why did Mo Zhu become like this?There was a burst of unreasonable worry in his heart, and he spent the rest of the morning self-study time in a daze, without memorizing anything.

After the get out of class bell rang, Mo Zhu took out a love letter from the desk.The white cover has a big heart drawn on it. It can be seen that the painter is not good at this kind of painting. The shape and lines of the heart are a bit stiff, but they have put a lot of effort into making it look more harmonious.

Mo Zhu was stunned for a moment, then got up and walked to the trash can, and threw the love letter into it.

Ling Zifeng looked at him in shock.In the past, no matter how many love letters Mo Zhu received, he would open them and read them. He felt that they were written by others with great effort. At least he had to read them to show politeness. .It has never been so direct, it was thrown into the trash can without opening it.

He stared blankly at Mo Zhu returning to his seat, for a moment he didn't know where to ask about Mo Zhu's change.

Mo Zhu returned to his seat with a normal expression, looked at the front row without paying attention, borrowed books from his deskmate, and made up the notes left behind from yesterday's absence.

After the first class, Ling Zifeng went to the canteen to buy a pack of cookies and milk, put them on Mo Zhu's table when he came back, and said, "Have you had breakfast? I bought it for you to thank you for bringing me medicine. Let's eat." .”

Mo Zhu paused and said, "I've eaten it, take it back."

"Don't, I bought it just for you. What do you call it when you take it back? If you can't eat it today, you can eat it tomorrow."

"I don't want it, you take it back."

Mo Zhu's tone was already a little serious.Ling Zifeng stopped, and asked cautiously: "Mo Zhu, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Something's wrong with you today."

Mo Zhu felt a little uncomfortable, and thought of Zhao Cheng's warning to him, closed his eyes, and replied, "What can I do? I just don't want it."

Ling Zifeng took the things back embarrassingly.

At noon, Mo Zhu walked slowly towards the dormitory after eating in the cafeteria.Ling Zifeng caught up with him from behind, put his arm around Mo Zhu's shoulders, and greeted Mo Zhu enthusiastically, "Mo Zhu!"

Mo Zhu paused, stood on the spot, and said softly: "Let me go."

Ling Zifeng was stunned.Seeing that he was not moving, Mo Zhu did it himself, took off his hand, and continued walking regardless of Ling Zifeng who was stunned.

Ling Zifeng frowned.

Mo Zhu returned to the dormitory, Ling Zifeng followed behind him, and asked, "Shall we play together?"

Mo Zhu subconsciously ached all over his body. The memory of the punishment that day was too deep, and it might become a psychological shadow for his whole life.

At this moment, there was no one in the dormitory, so Mo Zhu relaxed a little, and said helplessly, "Your hands are not good yet, what kind of ball do you play?"

Seeing that Mo Zhu's tone finally became normal, Ling Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not that you ignore people, I want to make you happy."

Mo Zhu looked at Ling Zifeng fixedly, and smiled after a long time.

In the past, he was so nervous that he didn't pay attention to anything, but now he was fined by Zhao Cheng, and he noticed some details that he had overlooked before, so he realized that Zhao Cheng was not jealous.

—But what does that have to do with him?

Ling Zifeng was not comfortable being watched by him, but fortunately Mo Zhu stopped watching after watching it for a while, and did not answer Ling Zifeng's words. He went to the closet and took out a set of school uniforms, and took out the clothes he had been wearing for nearly three days. Changed it in front of Ling Zifeng, then carried it to the laundry sink to wash clothes.

Suddenly he remembered something, and asked Ling Zifeng, "Did your hand hurt because you didn't wash your clothes? Do you want to hug me and I'll wash it for you?"

Ling Zifeng was still immersed in the scene of Mo Zhu changing clothes, thinking to himself that Mo Zhu has a really good figure, when asked by Mo Zhu at this moment, he finally came to his senses and replied: "That's so embarrassing."

At the same time, he shyly carried the dirty clothes to the laundry sink.

Mo Zhu: "..."

He was afraid of being seen by Zhao Cheng's eyes and ears, so he put his clothes aside first, and washed Ling Zifeng's first. Just after washing, his roommates came back one after another. Mo Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to wash his own as usual. clothing.

The roommates came in and made a lot of noise, each talking about their own topics, Ling Zifeng was also distracted by the roommate, and turned to chat with the roommate, Mo Zhu ignored them, and went to the classroom after washing the clothes.

Ling Zifeng looked at people out of the corner of his eyes, seeing Mo Zhu leaving, he couldn't sit still, bid farewell to others and chased them out, "Mo Zhu!"

Mo Zhu paused, watched Ling Zifeng approach, and said, "Zifeng, stay away from me."

Ling Zifeng was at a loss.

Mo Zhu said earnestly again: "I bought you medicine and helped you wash your clothes, all for the sake of your injury for me. It's just to return your favor. There is no special meaning. After the favor is paid off, we will The two don't owe each other anymore. There is no need to continue dating."

"I'm also very tired of interacting with people, so stay away from me. I don't want to discuss boring and unnutritious topics with you. It's very brain-consuming."

Ling Zifeng: "..."

Is Mo Zhu crazy, they have been dating like this for a year and a half, now it's boring?How could he believe it?

He looked at Mo Zhu speechlessly, and Mo Zhu turned around and left after saying these words.

After that, the two didn't talk to each other until the last evening self-study, the head teacher came to Mo Zhu's desk and signed a leave note for him.

Mo Zhu: "..."

He looked at the leave note, with hatred intertwined with helplessness, making his eyes even darker and more difficult to understand.

Ling Zifeng also saw him, didn't say anything, but secretly followed Mo Zhu after evening self-study, wanting to see where he was going.

Descending the stairs and turning the corner, he bumped into another person. The person was holding a cup of instant milk tea, and before he could close the lid, he spilled all of it on Ling Zifeng.

"Fuck! What are you doing?!"

Ling Zifeng looked up, but saw that it was his deskmate who stopped him and hurriedly apologized, looked up, was stunned for a second, and then said: "It's you...take off your clothes, I'll take them to the laundry I'll wash you up."

"no need!"

Ling Zifeng pushed the person away irritably, but saw that Mo Zhu had disappeared.

He glanced at his deskmate impatiently, then turned and went upstairs.The deskmate smiled behind him, caught up with him and said, "I'm sorry, Zifeng, what are you doing downstairs? Did you go up without doing it? Do you want me to help you..."

Mo Zhu got into the car and found that Zhao Cheng was also there.He politely called "Sir" and sat on the other side of the car.

Zhao Cheng closed his eyes and agreed, and asked, "How was your day at school?"

Mo Zhu: "I didn't pay attention to your so-called dubious people."

Zhao Cheng opened his eyes and looked at him with interest, "Are you angry with me?"

"No, how dare I be angry with you."

"come over."

Mo Zhu sat over, Zhao Cheng pulled him onto his lap, tore off his clothes, and sucked on his shoulder.

Mo Zhu froze for an instant, not daring to move, allowing Zhao Cheng to ask for anything from him.

Zhao Cheng left a red mark on his body, then let him go and asked, "Why buy medicine for others?"

Mo Zhu had already prepared his excuses, and said, "Return the favor. You don't want me to get entangled with others. If I return his medicine, the two of them will be settled in the future, can't you?"

Zhao Cheng was pleased by him, he pinched his nose like teasing a cat or dog, and said, "Little clever ghost."

Mo Zhu didn't speak, and sat stiffly on Zhao Cheng's lap.

The two went home.

Mo Zhu took a shower in the bathroom and went to bed to go to sleep, but Zhao Cheng leaned over and kissed him on the mouth.

Mo Zhu closed his eyes, thinking that it would be over if he endured the kiss.

However, things are not that simple.After Zhao Cheng finished kissing him, he lifted up his pajamas, kissed and sucked on his body inch by inch.

Mo Zhu was a little panicked, and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"So that you don't take off your clothes in front of people again."

Mo Zhu suddenly heard this, his heart sank, all the strength in his body was vented, he collapsed on the bed, indulged in Zhao Cheng's obscenity.

Zhao Cheng kissed his nipple all the way, stopped there, gnawing and biting with great strength.Mo Zhu tilted his head, clutched a corner of the quilt, closed his eyes and unconsciously groaned in pain.

Zhao Cheng became more excited in an instant, playing with the red dot in his mouth vigorously with his tongue.Mo Zhu closed his mouth angrily, clenched his lower lip with his teeth, determined not to make any sound.

It wasn't until Mo Zhu bit his lips with deep teeth marks that Zhao Cheng finished marking, stepped forward to embrace Mo Zhu, and turned off the light.

Mo Zhu asked in the darkness: "Is Ling Zifeng yours?"

Zhao Cheng laughed, "What? Baby cares about this?"

Mo Zhu shut up.

Zhao Cheng played with his hair and said, "Do you think I have all-hands? Anyone can buy me? He is not."

Mo Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.He also didn't think so, otherwise Zhao Cheng would not let him off so easily if he knew that he was washing clothes for others.

Zhao Cheng felt that Mo Zhu had relaxed a bit, and continued, "Can I feel at ease now?"

Mo Zhu pursed his lips and replied, "You think too much."

"But my ability is really limited," Zhao Cheng said, "I can't watch you play tricks on me all the time, especially at night, who knows what you are doing in the dormitory after the lights are turned off? So I applied for you today. , your teacher will give you the certificate tomorrow, after school, come to sleep with me."

Mo Zhu: "..."

He felt a little desperate for a moment, but the darkness concealed his emotions well, he closed his eyes, and reluctantly replied: "Whatever."

Zhao Cheng sighed inexplicably, touched Mo Zhu's face in the dark, and kissed it.The lips ran over his face inch by inch, and finally stayed at the earlobe.Zhao Cheng stuck out his tongue and licked Mo Zhu's earlobe.

Mo Zhu froze, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.Zhao Cheng noticed Mo Zhu's strangeness, and reached out his hand to feel under Mo Zhu, and it became hard.He laughed, "It turns out that your sensitive point is here. Do you want me to help you?"

Mo Zhu was about to cry, and he answered tremblingly, "...No."

Zhao Cheng moved casually a few times, Mo Zhu's whole body tensed up, and he had the tendency to retreat, he withdrew his hand sullenly, and said affectionately in Mo Zhu's ear: "Hurry up and grow up, I can't bear it anymore .”

Mo Zhu tilted his head in embarrassment, a tear leaked from the corner of his eye.

Predecessor 3

gym class.

The physical education class in high school is almost useless. Generally, everyone gathers to report the number and everyone plays their own games.Some students in key classes will take the opportunity to go back to the classroom to study, and some girls will bring homework and find a shady place to concentrate on homework.

Mo Zhu didn't work so hard, but he didn't have the heart to do sports, so he just sat aside and watched a few roommates play.

Suddenly a person sat down next to him, Mo Zhu tilted his head, Ling Zifeng handed him a bottle of mineral water, and said, "Please."

Mo Zhu turned around and said, "I don't want it."

Ling Zifeng withdrew his hand graciously, and laughed at himself, "You never refused the water I gave you before."

Mo Zhu didn't answer.

"I still remember the first time I bought water for you, and you said no, because you don't like sweets. Later, I gave you mineral water, and you never said no. Today you said it again. Mo Zhu ,Why?"

"...I'm just not thirsty."

"Your reason," Ling Zifeng shook his head in a timely manner, "Who are you going to deceive?"

"I slipped out of school this morning," Mo Zhu looked at Ling Zifeng in surprise, but Ling Zifeng ignored his expression and continued, "I see that the direction you came from is not your home."

Mo Zhu was in a daze, as if he had been hit on the head with a sap, he was unwilling to speak before, but now he is speechless.

Ling Zifeng looked at Mo Zhu sadly, and asked, "Mo Zhu, where did you go last night?"

Mo Zhu felt ashamed of being caught raped on the spot, so he got up in a hurry, ready to leave.Ling Zifeng grabbed the hem of his clothes quickly.

The short sleeves of the school uniform were pulled out in an exaggerated arc, revealing a bit of wrapped flesh. Ling Zifeng glanced sharply at what seemed to be a red hickey on Mo Zhu's body.

He changed color suddenly, put down the corner of his clothes, turned to grab Mo Zhu's wrist, and pulled him vigorously to the toilet.

Mo Zhu struggled carefully and said, "Let go of me, Zifeng, let go."

Ling Zifeng dragged Mo Zhu into the toilet as if he had never heard of it, but there was no one in the toilet.Ling Zifeng locked the outer door, Mo Zhu was frightened, and tried to open the door again, but Ling Zifeng dragged him back.

Ling Zifeng pulled him back, lifted his clothes unceremoniously with one hand, saw his body covered with hickey marks of all sizes, and immediately widened his eyes angrily.

"Who did it?"

Mo Zhu was also a little angry, anger mixed with embarrassment, he took the opportunity to get rid of Ling Zifeng, and walked towards the door without answering his question.

Ling Zifeng's brain was a little out of control, seeing Mo Zhu wanting to leave, he reached out his hand when he walked behind him, and pulled his wrist inward.The force was too heavy, Mo Zhu didn't check for a while, and bumped into the wall behind him, he frowned and coughed, his internal organs were shaken, and his internal organs ached.

He clutched his stomach in pain and panted, thinking that you are all good, anyway, I am a waste who can be beaten and scolded, anyone who is angry can take it out on me.

Seeing that Mo Zhu bowed in pain, Ling Zifeng panicked for a while, and instead of questioning Mo Zhu, he asked with concern: "Mo Zhu, are you okay? I didn't mean it...I..."

He suddenly stretched out his hand, slapped himself hard, and said, "I'm sorry...Mo Zhu, hit back, I won't fight back...Really..."

Mo Zhu gave him a cold look, didn't speak, walked around him to the door, opened the door and walked out without looking back, Ling Zifeng stayed where he was, and slapped himself again with self-blame.

Mo Zhu ignored him.Ling Zifeng followed him back and forth to make amends by his side, but he ignored them all.

After class in the afternoon, the head teacher stepped off the stage and handed the day pass to Mo Zhu, saying, "When you get home, don't delay your studies..."

When Ling Zifeng saw the certificates on Mo Zhu's desk, he was furious, got up and kicked his own desk hard, and the desk fell down in response, but he didn't care, and walked out of the classroom full of anger and red eyes.

The homeroom teacher was taken aback, and forgot to educate others. After Ling Zifeng left the classroom, he said belatedly, "What's wrong with this child?"

But Mo Zhu lowered his eyes and said meekly: "Thank you teacher."

Ling Zifeng didn't come back until the second bell rang for the next class, and this time he apologized to Mo Zhu without humility, and the two fell into a cold war.

When Mo Zhu went back at night, Zhao Cheng was waiting for him in the living room.

Mo Zhu put away his schoolbag, walked to Zhao Cheng's side, and knelt down slowly.

Zhao Cheng looked at him pretending to be surprised, "What's the matter, baby?"

"I didn't do anything in the bathroom with Ling Zifeng today."

"Really?" Zhao Cheng chuckled lightly, "Why did you close the door after nothing?"

Mo Zhu's body was tense, and he replied cautiously: "He found the hickey marks on my body and wanted to verify it..."

"You were seen by him again?"

Mo Zhu nodded invisibly, and quickly followed up: "He despised me after seeing it, and he ignored me after that..."

"Snapped!"

Mo Zhu received a slap in the face, he