mask

Close your eyes and shut your mouth wisely.

Zhao Cheng looked down at him and said coldly: "You are dishonest."

"Mo Zhu, are you fooling me like a fool? After the two of you came out, he waited on you. Do you really think I don't know?"

"You know everything," Mo Zhu said. "Naturally you also know that I'm not lying to you when we got into a stalemate. What's so important about the process? Isn't the ending just what you want?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head, "It's not the same, Mo Zhu. You have concealed a very important point, and you are favoring him."

Mo Zhu pursed his lips, "I didn't."

"Then tell me what happened in the toilet."

"I said it before."

Zhao Cheng closed his eyes, adjusted the anger in his heart, and said, "Mo Zhu, you are really bad."

Mo Zhu felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, knowing that he might not be able to escape today, he knelt on the spot stiffly.

However, Zhao Cheng suppressed his anger abruptly, and laughed mockingly, "I know it even if you don't tell me, that kid likes you, right? How can I make him remember?"

Mo Zhu panicked.Zhao Cheng continued, "Besides the wrist, where else did he touch you?"

"It's gone." Mo Zhu thought of a way of thinking in an instant, and said, "I really have nothing to do with him, you believe me. He was asking who left those marks on my body in the toilet. I said it was a man, he He really disliked me, called me disgusting, I left angrily, and he may have regretted it later, so he came to apologize to me."

Zhao Cheng smiled, "Then what's the matter with kicking the table after he knows you're leaving school?"

Mo Zhu gritted his teeth, "Who knows? Someone just happened to offend him, otherwise it doesn't matter to him where I live?"

Zhao Cheng patted his face and said, "It seems that you are going to protect him to the end. Are you not afraid of me so soon?"

"I'm afraid," Mo Zhu's voice trembled unconsciously, "so what I said is true."

"I'm afraid that I will still protect him like this. Do you like him?"

Mo Zhu would never dare to wear this hat no matter what.He took a step forward in a panic, folded his hands on Zhao Cheng's thighs, and said in panic: "No...I don't like him, I..."

As he spoke, he was about to cry out of fear. Seeing his appearance, Zhao Cheng really didn't care about other people.He helped him up, Mo Zhu still had some lingering fear in his heart, and subconsciously held Zhao Cheng's hand tightly.

Zhao Cheng was pleased by his appearance, and his tone softened a little, "Be good, don't provoke anyone, and I won't trouble anyone."

Mo Zhuxin said that he didn't provoke anyone, it was all people who provoked him, but to Zhao Cheng, there was no difference between the two.

On the face, he nodded subconsciously.

Zhao Cheng continued: "I won't bother with you about today's matter. I think I know why you are protecting him, but next time, I don't have such patience."

Mo Zhu didn't have the energy to argue with Zhao Cheng anymore, and he didn't dare to argue any more, anyway, as long as Zhao Cheng didn't care about it.

"Okay, go take a shower, it's getting late."

Mo Zhu let go, got up and went to the bedroom.

Day by day, Mo Zhu and Ling Zifeng never talked to each other again.However, Ling Zifeng's temper became more and more explosive, he often provoked others, and always had some wounds on his body.Mo Zhu met him once, in the corner of the school, one on four, he didn't care, just bypassed a few people, walked forward as if he didn't see anything, Ling Zifeng exploded in an instant, his eyes became red, and he started to fight fiercely The other party beat each other.

Mo Zhu occasionally encounters some troubles.Since he stopped reading love letters, some bold girls would stop him directly and confess to him.After he refused, some people would come forward and give him a hug without asking.This kind of matter cannot be hidden from Zhao Cheng, but it is also very easy to solve. He just needs to go back at night and apologize to Zhao Cheng consciously on his knees. Although Zhao Cheng is not happy, he can usually turn the story over.

During this period, I took a home leave.When Mo Zhu came home, seeing his father felt like a world away.He endured the boiling emotions, and said hello to his father lightly.Hearing that his father had been promoted, he didn't have any special reaction and went back to his room.He suddenly felt nauseated, walked quickly to the bathroom, held on to the urinal and retched a few times.

One day later, when he returned to school, he found that Ling Zifeng was not sitting in the front seat.No, no, no, out of sight, out of mind, things like feelings, if you can't get them, you will gradually forget them.

He lived as usual, studying at school during the day, dealing with annoying confessions and harassment, and lying on the bed at night being molested by Zhao Cheng in various ways.

It's not like he can't laugh, and occasionally he forgets the mark left by the devil on him, and gets along with his classmates friendly.But getting into Zhao Cheng's car every night is like falling from heaven into the cold reality, which can only be endured reluctantly, but it is difficult for him to smile and cheer.

Zhao Cheng wanted him to laugh in front of him and forced him many times, but he only had fear towards Zhao Cheng, even if he laughed, it was a fake, with only a shape but no sweetness inside.Zhao Cheng would be ruthless at such times, biting him unceremoniously, and sometimes he would bleed. He cried and begged to stop, but it didn't help at all.

It was the end of the term in a blink of an eye, and Ling Zifeng seldom wandered in front of his eyes. If he didn't look carefully, sometimes he couldn't see each other for a day.He vaguely felt that Ling Zifeng seemed to be getting more and more silent, but he couldn't protect himself, and he didn't have so much energy to pay attention to other things.

One day, Mo Zhu had lunch in the cafeteria and walked to the classroom. When he passed a small road, he vaguely felt that someone was following him behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw Ling Zifeng who had no time to hide.

Mo Zhu: "..."

He didn't let go, and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Ling Zifeng looked at him sadly, and said, "Mo Zhu, I'm going to transfer schools."

Mo Zhu didn't speak, but stared at him vigilantly.

Ling Zifeng looked at the defensiveness on his face, smiled wryly, and said, "I like you."

"I met you when I was not in the same class as you. I thought you were the flower of Gaoling, and it should be difficult to get along with others. After the class was divided, I sat in the front row of you, only to find out that you are actually very easy to be bribed and trust people. , very kind and gentle.”

"I... have never liked a boy... I have doubts... But, Mo Zhu, I..."

Ling Zifeng couldn't continue, and took a few steps forward, Mo Zhu hurriedly backed away.Ling Zifeng smiled wryly, "Mo Zhu, why did you become like this? Why do you avoid me? Why do you panic when someone touches you? What happened to you?"

Mo Zhu didn't answer.

Ling Zifeng stepped forward suddenly, Mo Zhu hurriedly turned around and wanted to run, but was a step too slow, Ling Zifeng grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the dormitory.

Mo Zhu was really in a hurry.He didn't dare to struggle vigorously in public, but turned his wrist carefully, begging Ling Zifeng, saying: "No, let me go, Zifeng, let me go, I can't go with you..."

Ling Zifeng dragged him to the dormitory, locked the door, pushed him behind the door, and kissed him forcefully.

Mo Zhu's head suddenly boomed, and there were only two words left: It's over.

His eyes swept out of the balcony, and he saw a flash of white light not far away, which was photographed.

He was too scared to speak, so he could only struggle desperately. Ling Zifeng lifted his clothes recklessly. The hickey marks left by Zhao Cheng earlier had long since disappeared, and now his body was covered with Zhao Chengfa's ruthless Teeth marks.

Ling Zifeng was silent for a while.Mo Zhu looked at the machine and struggled out.Ling Zifeng sneered, "The marks on your body are also left by men, right? Other men can accept it, why don't you look at me? Am I not as good as him?"

Mo Zhu's mind was muddled, he couldn't care about Ling Zifeng for a while, and wanted to go to the balcony to see the person taking the sneak shot.

Ling Zifeng refused.He pulled him back and said, "No, your state is too strange. Is someone forcing you? Tell the truth, and I will help you."

Mo Zhu was dying of anxiety, afraid that Zhao Cheng would see the two of them kissing, and wonder what he would do when he was angry, so he couldn't listen to the words at all, and just kept pulling his wrists.

Seeing that people were disobedient, Ling Zifeng was irritated by the traces on Mo Zhu's body, so he became ruthless, and directly pulled Mo Zhu onto someone's bed, pressed him on top of him, held his lips, and put his hand into Mo Zhu's clothes inside.

Mo Zhu burst into tears.Ling Zifeng's hands lingered on his body, and even stayed on his chest to play with his nipples. He reluctantly tilted his head and said, "Ling Zifeng, if you want me to die, go ahead."

Ling Zifeng paused for a moment, then moved more crazily, rubbing against Mo Zhu's lower body.

At this time, the students consciously went to the classroom for lunch break. There was no one around, and it was useless to call for help.Mo Zhu's whole body was stiff, and he felt that he might really be killed by Zhao Cheng when he went back at night.

He let go of his strength for a moment, letting the person on his body move on him, feeling that the road ahead was dark.

Suddenly there was a knocking sound at the door, Mo Zhu saw Hope, and began to struggle again, Ling Zifeng hugged him tightly without hesitation, not afraid of being seen at all.

The door was knocked down a few times, then opened, and a stranger in his 30s with a camera hanging around his neck came in, and a classmate in school uniform sitting in front of Mo Zhu's left, and the two of them pulled apart Ling Zifeng who had lost his mind .

Ling Zifeng finally came back to his senses at this time, and after realizing what he had done, he slumped on the ground, feeling a little unbelievable for a while.

Mo Zhu got up slowly, looked at the two people in front of him, and asked weakly, "Does he know everything?"

The stranger nodded and said, "Boss Zhao told you to go home immediately."

Mo Zhu closed his eyes in despair, and replied, "Okay."

Mo Zhu stood up and glanced at the classmate beside the stranger, who avoided his gaze in embarrassment.Mo Zhu didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, ignored Ling Zifeng, and walked out straight away.He didn't have a leave note, and the guard wouldn't let him go. He simply went to a corner and escaped over the wall.

When he arrived at the school gate, the car that picked him up had not yet arrived.He simply walked in the direction of going home by himself. After walking for an unknown amount of time, a black car passed quickly in front of him. It belonged to Zhao Cheng.

He took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and sent a text message to the driver: Uncle Liu, your car passed by.

driver:"……"

He turned around and stopped right next to Mo Zhu this time. Mo Zhu didn't wait for the driver to open the door for him, he opened the door and sat in. He closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

When I got home, the house was empty.Mo Zhu went to the bathroom, took a toothbrush and brushed his teeth up and down several times, washed his body several times, changed into the clothes Zhao Cheng prepared for him, walked to the entrance, knelt down slowly, and waited for Zhao Cheng Bear back.

Kneeling from noon to the afternoon, I didn't wait for Zhao Cheng to come, but I waited for the cooking aunt to come first.

As soon as Auntie Cooking came in, she saw a kneeling figure, and she was taken aback. After seeing the figure, she helped him up, "What are you doing, kid? What are you kneeling here for? Get up!"

Mo Zhu was a little out of energy, but he didn't move, and said wearily: "It doesn't matter to me, Auntie, go cook."

"No! The floor is hard and cold, you will get into trouble if you kneel like this!"

"Auntie...I'm fine...you go and get busy..."

Auntie had no choice but to go to the kitchen first and secretly text Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng was in a meeting when he saw his phone turned on and took a look at it. The text message read: The child is kneeling. The condition is not very good. Come back soon.

He put down his phone lightly and continued the meeting.

It was midnight when Zhao Cheng came back, and Mo Zhu was already kneeling down to the point of fainting. When he heard the door opening, he pulled himself together and waited for Zhao Cheng to enter.

After Zhao Cheng entered the door, he went straight to the sofa and sat down as if he hadn't seen anyone.

Mo Zhu turned around with difficulty, and walked over on his knees step by step. The piercing pain and numbness hit him together. He bit his lips tightly, tears swirled in his eyes, and knelt hard to walk in front of Zhao Cheng.

He knelt down in front of Zhao Cheng, and whispered, "I... cleaned myself up."

Zhao Cheng ignored him.

"Sir... I... didn't mean it."

Zhao Cheng laughed, "Of course I know you didn't do it on purpose. How about it? The person who tried his best to protect turned out to be the same as me. Are you a little disappointed?"

"Or you are not disappointed? Instead, you are still looking forward to dedication?"

"I'm resisting him!" Mo Zhu complained, "I'm not expecting...and I'm not disappointed...I'm just afraid, afraid of you, afraid that you can't help but kill me..."

"I really, have never been tempted by anyone else..."

"is it?"

Zhao Cheng got up and squatted beside him, seeing that Mo Zhu's face was really full of panic, not adulterated.

So he helped Mo Zhu to stand up, Mo Zhu was a little unsteady, staggered and fell into Zhao Cheng's arms.Zhao Cheng hugged him, sat on the sofa, and massaged his legs little by little.Mo Zhu nestled in Zhao Cheng's arms, carefully wiping away tears.

When Mo Zhu's leg finally regained consciousness, Zhao Cheng let him go and said, "Let's eat."

After the meal, Mo Zhu took a bath and went to bed, Zhao Cheng sat by the bed, looked at Mo Zhu who was lying beside the bed, and said, "Baby is so attractive."

Mo Zhu's heart tightened, and he said, "I will avoid it."

Zhao Cheng shook his head and said, "You can't avoid it. Every time, no matter whether it's a man or a woman, as long as it wants to get close to you, you haven't avoided it once."

An ominous premonition welled up in Mo Zhu's heart, and he was speechless.

"From tomorrow onwards," Zhao Cheng said as if to inform, "You don't have to go to school anymore. It's useless to learn those things, just stay at home obediently every day and wait for me to come back."

Mo Zhu opened his eyes wide in shock, and subconsciously wanted to refuse: "No..."

Zhao Cheng didn't let him speak out against him, and directly warned: "Mo Zhu, be obedient."

Mo Zhu burst into tears, closed his mouth, and covered his head with the quilt, unwilling to exchange another word.

Zhao Cheng ignored Mo Zhu's rudeness, went to bed, hugged Mo Zhu's back, turned off the light and went to sleep.

But sleepless all night.

Mo Zhu could be heard sobbing softly all night, which disturbed him from falling asleep at all.

Mo Zhu cried most of the night and thought about many things that night.When it was daylight, he finally figured it out. He was just an object that could be manipulated at will, and he didn't deserve to have any face, self-esteem, desires, or emotions.His only role is to make the holder happy.

So he got up, knelt obediently by the bed, and when Zhao Cheng opened his eyes, he smiled sweetly at him and said, "Good morning, Mr. Cheng."

Predecessor 4

Mo Zhu stayed at Zhao Cheng's house for three days.

Three days later, Mo Zhu knelt on Zhao Cheng's lap obediently, wrapped his hands around Zhao Cheng's neck, and said, "Sir, I want to go home..."

"Well, what are you doing at home?"

"..." Mo Zhu smiled softly, and said, "My parents don't even know that I've dropped out of school, so I have to inform them, right?"

Zhao Cheng was silent, and took a careful look at Mo Zhu's face, but there was no clue.He touched Mo Zhu's lower abdomen with his hand and kneaded it, it was soft and comfortable, Mo Zhu frowned lightly, his breathing quickened slightly, and there was a little indulgent smile on the corner of his mouth, allowing Zhao Cheng to do what he did to him.

Zhao Cheng: "..."

He couldn't help getting burned, and withdrew his hand in time, and said casually, "I'll go with you."

Mo Zhu laughed softly, "Sir, what are you going to do? How can I introduce you? Are you saying that I am your male favourite?"

Zhao Cheng seemed to have been knocked down by someone, and he rarely said solemnly: "No, you are not my boy favourite, you..."

At this point, Zhao Cheng got stuck, Mo Zhu looked at him funny and asked, "Then what am I?"

Zhao Cheng suddenly pulled Mo Zhu into his arms and hugged him. Mo Zhu let out a cry of surprise and leaned his head on Zhao Cheng's shoulder.

Zhao Cheng suppressed and said: "Mo Zhu, I like you."

"Well," Mo Zhu tilted his head slightly, breathed into Zhao Cheng's ear, and said casually, "I like Mr. too."

Zhao Cheng was shocked all over, turned Mo Zhu's face, looked at him in disbelief, and asked, "Are you serious?"

Mo Zhu smiled, pulled Zhao Cheng's hand down, placed it on his chest, and said, "Then can there be fakes?"

Zhao Cheng's breathing quickened suddenly, and he couldn't bear it anymore, turned over and pressed Mo Zhu to lie on the sofa, and kissed Mo Zhu wantonly on the lips.Mo Zhu stuck out his tongue and teased gently, leading Zhao Cheng deeper, and serving him diligently.

After the end, Mo Zhu's lips were bright red, covered with each other's saliva, his eyes were blurred with water, and he looked directly into Zhao Cheng's eyes, as if he wanted more.Zhao Cheng's heart tightened, and his lower abdomen responded in time.

He knelt and sat, hugged Mo Zhu who was lying under him with both hands, kissed and sucked on the side of Mo Zhu's neck with his head sideways, Mo Zhu was a little flustered for a moment, as if he wanted to stop him, but his rationality returned in time, and he had already swallowed it. "Don't" in the throat, turned to whisper with eyes closed, to please the man in front of him.

Zhao Cheng successfully left a mark on Mo Zhu's neck, and then hugged Mo Zhu to sit on the sofa, lifted his clothes, bit the red fruit on his chest, and gently gnawed on it with his teeth. At the same time, the other side was not spared, and fingers were stroked, kneading and grinding lightly.

Mo Zhu rubbed his legs unconsciously, a little impatiently tortured by Zhao Cheng, couldn't help moaning with tears in his eyes, "Mmm..."

"Is baby comfortable?"

Mo Zhu stretched out one leg, wrapped around Zhao Cheng, bit his lower lip lightly, his face was already flushed.

His words were also incoherent, but he was trying his best to please Zhao Cheng, "Shu...comfortable..."

Zhao Cheng looked at the style of the person in front of him, and felt that his trousers were tightened even more. He sighed resignedly, and with his free hand, he unzipped Mo Zhu's belt, pulled off Mo Zhu's trousers, and said: " Do you want to be more comfortable, baby?"

Mo Zhu panted violently, his chest moved up and down, and his collarbone protruded out of the way, looking unbearable, he responded impatiently, "Think, um... think..."

Zhao Cheng then let go of the molested Zhu Guo, turned down, reluctantly licked Mo Zhu's soft belly, and grabbed the raised lower end.

Mo Zhu subconsciously said "Ah...", but immediately regained his senses, stepped back in a hurry, and said, "No, sir, no."

Zhao Chengxu knelt between his crotch and pulled him closer, "I say yes."

Mo Zhu hurriedly shook his head, looking like he was about to cry, turned around and wanted to escape, but Zhao Cheng grabbed his ankle and said, "Come back."

With his back turned to him, Mo Zhu shook his head frantically, and a little sobbing sounded.Zhao Cheng had no choice but to half-threat: "Mo Zhu, don't spoil the fun."

Mo Zhu froze, struggled for a moment, and finally turned back slowly.

He clutched the sofa cover tightly with both hands, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes non-stop, but his lower body stood up uncontrollably under Zhao Cheng's provocation.

Zhao Cheng licked Mo Zhu hard, stretched out his hand to dawdle on it, and said with a smile: "Baby, it's too big here, it's a bit difficult for me..."

Mo Zhu was so ashamed that he closed his eyes all of a sudden, the sound of sobbing and groaning/groaning mixed together, and he couldn't tell which was which.Zhao Cheng looked at Mo Zhu with his eyelids closed and wept amusedly, and said, "Open your eyes, don't you want to see how I serve you?"

Mo Zhu's tears flowed more fiercely, begging for mercy unconsciously, "Sir..."

Zhao Cheng smiled, let the person go, lowered his head to hold the mushroom head, covered the small eyes with his tongue, poked and sucked lightly.

"Um..."

Mo Zhu's body was suddenly stimulated, and he trembled all over. He tilted his head, his whole body was flushed, he covered his eyes with his hands, and moaned uncontrollably.

Zhao Cheng relaxed his mouth, and slowly went down to make a deep throat for Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu's whole body couldn't stop trembling, his toes curled up, feeling Zhao Cheng's warm mouth getting deeper and deeper, and he could only breathe comfortably.

Zhao Cheng couldn't go down more than half of the way down, he frowned and spit it out slowly, relaxed his throat and went down again, this time he almost swallowed it all, Mo Zhu couldn't help but straighten his waist, Zhao Cheng Immediately whimpered.

Mo Zhu quickly backed away, realizing that Zhao Cheng was being reluctant, and blamed himself, "I'm sorry... sir, you don't have to do this... you can just mess with it..."

Zhao Cheng vomited out Mo Zhu's stick, and it was really uncomfortable.He held Mo Zhu's knee, pulled him back, and smiled, "How can I do that? Since you want to make the baby happy, how can you just send him away?"

He moved his hands back, pinched Mo Zhu's buttocks, bent down again, and swallowed between Mo Zhu's legs.Mo Zhu supported the sofa with his hands, propping his body up in the air, so that Zhao Cheng could play with his ass better.

Under the double stimulation, the pleasure/sensation became even stronger. Mo Zhu stared blankly at the ceiling, tears flowed into his temples, and gasped and sobbed profligately and joyfully from his mouth. alley.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Cheng's mouth became sore, and finally he felt the thing in his mouth trembling a few times. Mo Zhu hurriedly stood up and pulled Zhao Cheng away, but before he had time, he shot all of Zhao Cheng's face. superior.

Mo Zhu panicked at once, slid down to his knees in a hurry, took out a tissue, wiped Zhao Cheng's face, and kept saying, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand with a smile, grabbed Mo Zhu's wrist, gently pulled it down, leaned over and kissed him, Mo Zhu closed his eyes, stretched out his tongue actively, and entangled with Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng wiped off some of the liquid that was not wiped off his face, separated Mo Zhu with one hand, and stretched out the finger with the liquid in front of his mouth with the other.

Mo Zhu stared at him deeply for a few seconds, then stretched out his slightly pink tongue, gently rolled up the liquid on it, and swallowed it all with a swallowing movement in his throat.

After swallowing, he opened his mouth again, took Zhao Cheng's outstretched two fingers in his mouth, and imitated the pumping/inserting motion to gently undulate and suck on it, making a gurgling sound.

Zhao Cheng: "..."

If the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles endured for ten thousand years, they would have to find him as their heir.He pulled out his hand violently, resisting Mo Zhu's inward suction force, and at the same time his hand escaped successfully, Mo Zhu also made a "poof" sound from his mouth.

Mo Zhu: "..."

Zhao Cheng: "..."

He couldn't hold back any more, and rushed forward and pressed Mo Zhu to the edge of the sofa. Mo Zhu was caught off guard and retreated in embarrassment. Zhao Cheng pressed his shoulders against the sofa and kissed him predatorily.

Mo Zhu's trousers were rubbed off, and his bare lower body gasped intermittently. Zhao Cheng held his hand and led him to his lower body/body. The heat was clearly conveyed to Mo Zhu's palm through his trousers. Mo Zhu shrank his hands and stepped back subconsciously. Lie a little, then cover it up again, untied Zhao Cheng's belt, took off his pants, wrapped desire in one hand, and stroked it regularly.

After being breathless from Zhao Cheng's kiss, he turned his face away and said, "Sir, sit down, Mo Zhu will help you."

It would be better for Zhao Cheng respectfully to sit on the sofa. Mo Zhu sat on his knees again, walked to Zhao Cheng's crotch, opened his mouth and took Zhao Cheng's tortoise/head in, supported the column with both hands, and started to move at the same time.

Zhao Cheng looked down at Mo Zhu, Mo Zhu's face was already flushed, and he lowered his eyes to focus on his sex/body, but his upper forehead was as white as jade, without any lines, and his whole person was holy and obscene.

He reached out his hand into Mo Zhu's hair, and casually rubbed the black hair in his hand.Mo Zhu spat out what was in his mouth, feeling a little timid for a while.Zhao Cheng's part was bigger than him, and just now it was stimulated to make it bigger again. It was very ferocious, which made him a little bit hard to get off.

However, no matter how scared he was, he had to do it. Even if he could escape today, it would be a step sooner or later. Zhao Cheng would not tolerate him like this forever.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, then opened his mouth, and swallowed Zhao Cheng's organs bit by bit. It directly reached his throat, and he maintained this state for a while to get used to it, and then he frowned and began to twitch slightly.

Zhao Cheng said "Well..." and said, "Be more active."

Mo Zhu stretched out his tongue to slightly soothe the organ in his mouth, then closed his eyes, and moved under Zhao Cheng's body with wide open and closed.

For a moment, only Mo Zhu's occasional "huh" sound was left in the room, and Zhao Cheng was very comfortable being served, especially seeing Mo Zhu being so obedient, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

After a long time, Mo Zhu spit out his organ again, grabbed the top of his mouth, teased the groove below it, then went down to kiss and lick Zhao Cheng's genitals/tendons, Zhao Cheng couldn't hold it anymore, he grabbed Mo Zhu's hair and pulled it up, Say, "Open your mouth."

Mo Zhu opened his mouth obediently, Zhao Cheng pressed down hard, all sex/organs were buried in Mo Zhu's mouth, Mo Zhu hummed uncomfortably, but Zhao Cheng didn't care at all, he pulled his hair and forced Mo Zhu to give himself a few mouthfuls. Once, and then stopped while clasping Mo Zhu's head, Mo Zhu felt his yang/muscle trembling, so he closed his eyes, and Zhao Cheng took advantage of the situation and shot into his mouth.

Zhao Cheng ejaculated several times before he stopped, pulled out his genitals, Mo Zhu closed his mouth, swallowed all the turbid fluid left by Zhao Cheng in his mouth, then stuck out his tongue, and licked it clean for Zhao Cheng He gets down/body.

Zhao Cheng silently looked down at him, his lower body became a little stiff again because of Mo Zhu's movements.Mo Zhu's hands were clenched tightly where Zhao Cheng couldn't see, but he didn't show anything on his face, he was still meticulously cleaning up the dirt for Zhao Cheng.

After licking all around the genitals, Zhao Cheng pulled him up, sat on his lap, hugged him tightly, and raised his head to kiss his face one after another.

Mo Zhu evaded with a smile and said, "Itches."

"Then I should be heavier?"

As he spoke, he lightly bit Mo Zhu's face.

"Oh..." Mo Zhu frowned slightly, stretched out a finger to wipe his face, and said kindly, "It's all saliva..."

Although his actions seemed disgusting, in fact, he wiped Zhao Cheng's saliva evenly on his face. Zhao Cheng was emotionally moved, hugged him tightly, and said tirelessly: "Mo Zhu, I love you."

"Okay, okay," Mo Zhu reached out and hugged Zhao Cheng's back, stroking him one by one. Originally, he wanted to say "I love you too", but he couldn't get it out of his mouth, so he had to change it. Say, "I see..."

Zhao Cheng didn't notice Mo Zhu's slightly abrupt pause, he was fascinated, put his hands on the back of Mo Zhu's head, and pressed his head sideways to rest on his shoulder.

Mo Zhu leaned forward slightly, stretched out his tongue and licked Zhao Cheng's neck, Zhao Cheng immediately hissed, held him down, and said, "Don't tease me, if you tease me again, I can't help but want to be with you Done."

Mo Zhu smiled lazily, "Why not? Just play if you want, how can you have so many scruples?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head and looked at Mo Zhu seriously, "No, there are still a few months."

Mo Zhu shut up wisely, and changed the subject after a pause, "Then I'm going home tomorrow? It will be soon, I guess I'll be back in the afternoon."

Zhao Chengmo was silent for a while, and said, "Can you do it by yourself?"

"Okay, my parents are very nice."

"That's fine," Zhao Cheng looked at him, "You can stay at home for a few more days."

Mo Zhu smiled and shook his head, "I can't bear to let Mr. stay alone in the empty room for so long."

"That's fine," Zhao Cheng said with a smile on his lips, "The driver will leave it for you tomorrow, and you can go shopping if you want."

Mo Zhu happily "slapped" Zhao Cheng's face, and said with curved eyes:

"Thank you, sir!"

Predecessor 5

Mo Zhu sat in the car, staring out the window in a daze, without moving.

The driver thought for a while, then said cautiously, "Master, we're here."

"Young master?" Mo Zhu chuckled suddenly, stretched out his hand and touched the band-aid on his neck subconsciously, mocking: "I am really a young master, but the word 'little young master' is loved as soon as you hear it, no It belongs to me."

After saying this, he got out of the car and said to the driver outside the car door: "Uncle Liu is not here to pick me up, I will go back by myself after I finish."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the slightly dark corridor.

He took out the key and opened the door. There was no one in the house. His parents were both at work now and they would come back at noon.He approached his bedroom, looking at the familiar furnishings in front of him, he couldn't tell what it was like.He sat on the bed strangely, thinking silently, this was probably the last time he touched this bed.

Sitting on the bed with complicated emotions for a long time, he didn't get up until he had engraved every decoration in the room into his mind, went out, walked into the kitchen, and cooked.

Not long after the meal was ready, Dad came back.

Father Mo looked at the person standing by the sofa in surprise, and asked, "Why are you back today? Aren't you still in class?"

Mo Zhu forced a smile, did not answer the question, changed the subject, and asked, "When will Mommy come back?"

Father Mo felt strange, and guessed that their grade might have some temporary vacation, but he didn't care, and said, "She has class in the last period, and she probably won't be back until 12:30. How many days are you on vacation this time? Why didn't I Have you heard your mother mention it?"

Mo Zhu seemed to be stuck in his throat, he moved his Adam's apple, swallowed the breath with difficulty, and then replied: "Let's talk about it when Mom comes back."

Mo Zhu's mother is currently taking care of the third year of senior high school, the head teacher of the key class, the pressure is a bit high, and the time is short. In addition, there is a lack of communication between the son and the mother, and she has always been at ease with Mo Zhu. Did not go to school, nor was she found.

When she entered the door, when she saw Mo Zhu, her expression changed immediately, and she asked in a bad tone, "Why are you here?"

Father Mo looked at Mo Zhu blankly.

Mo Zhu bowed his head and said, "I cooked, let's talk while eating."

Sitting on the dining table, Mo's mother looked at Mo Zhu coldly, without moving her chopsticks, and said, "Let's talk. You're not at school at this time, what are you doing when you come back?"

Mo Zhu had no choice but to withdraw his hand that wanted to hold the chopsticks, and said with difficulty: "Dad, Mom, I met a noble person a few months ago."

"He opened a brokerage company, took a fancy to me, and wanted me to be his artist. I went to see it. It's a big company, not a cat or a dog in the world. Dad, Mom, I don't want to study anymore. Studying is so tiring .I want to go to him."

The faces of Mo Zhu's parents suddenly changed. Mo's mother didn't expect her son, who has never been a worry, to suddenly rebel and play so big. She almost snarled, "No!"

Mo Zhu looked at her expressionlessly, and said, "I've already dropped out of school, you have to accept it if you accept it, and you have to accept it if you don't accept it, I won't give up. I will go there tomorrow..."

Mo's mother was so angry that she trembled all over, unable to say a word, picked up the water glass and threw it at Mo Zhu.Mo Zhu closed his eyes, the water glass shattered from his forehead, blood mixed with water flowed all over his face, he stretched out his hand to wipe it calmly, and then said: "I won't be back for a long time..."

"Son," Zhao's father interrupted him, "this is a matter of your life, you have to think about it. You can get a good job after studying, and you will be more decent than that. And that circle is too messy, people of all schools and high schools are very respectable. Yes, you will suffer in it. Listen to Dad, study hard now, at least wait until you go to college before thinking about other things. Don’t you have a lot of time in college..."

"Dad..." Mo Zhu lowered his head and smiled, "You also know that it is my whole life, what are you pointing fingers at here?"

Father Mo was astonished.Mother Mo was so angry that she almost vomited blood, "Go! Go! If you dare to go, get the hell out of here today! I don't recognize such an unfilial son as you!"

"If you don't enter this door, you won't enter this door." Mo Zhu put his hands under the table and clenched, "You don't agree with me, even if I stay here, everyone will look at each other and hate each other. I originally planned to, but you don't accept me." won't come back."

Speaking of which, Mo Zhu got up, walked a few steps, stopped a few meters away from the dining table, turned around, knelt down, and respectfully bowed to his parents.

Then he got up, and finally there was a slight strangeness in his tone, "Then, goodbye. I will live a good life, don't worry."

Mo's mother was so angry that she lost her mind, and shouted: "Get out! Get out! Don't come back after getting out! Sinister! Get out..."

Mo Zhu gently closed the door amid such background sounds.

After closing the door, he stood there for a while before leaving slowly.

The winter in the city was very cold. The water his mother poured on him soaked his coat, and the dry and cold wind blew it into his heart and lungs.

He passed by the shops downstairs in a trance, the vegetable market left in a mess after the show, and the residential buildings exuding a warm atmosphere.

It wasn't until he walked into the depths of the alley that he finally ran out of strength, stopped, put his hands on the wall, and slowly squatted down, clutching his heart.

He clasped his hands into the crack of the wall, and finally let out a few unbearable whimpers. The snot mixed with tears fell down like beads, and soon wet the ground below him.

He leaned his head against the wall, looked blankly at the gloomy sky, and said with a look of embarrassment: "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry…"

He withdrew his hand and knelt in front of the wall. His mother's madness turned into a physical knife, piercing his heart one after another. Weeping, whispering, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm a waste...I'm sorry..."

Blood was seen on his forehead quickly, he didn't notice it, his movements didn't stop at all, but became more fierce, "...I'm not filial...I'm useless...I can't be with you...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"Sorry…"

He panted violently, a drop of blood dripped from his forehead along the bridge of his nose, it was bright red, he panted and touched the ground blankly, the blood was covered, and half of it was stained on his middle finger, he put his hand In the bright place, he stretched out his other hand and wiped his chin, finally realizing that he was bleeding.

He stared blankly at his hands, and a few more drops of blood dripped down his face. After reacting for a long time, he finally struggled to get up slowly, straightened his crumpled clothes, and had no tissue on him, so he had to go to the nearby area. One of the public toilets, I just washed my face with cold water.

The cold water was poured on the wound, and there was a strange tingling sensation, as if he didn't feel it, he poured cold water on his face over and over again.

After washing, he straightened up, looked at the face in front of the mirror, and stretched out his hand to stroke the side of the face like a woman.

Is it beautiful?It's pretty, otherwise she wouldn't be missed by perverts.

He went out of the public toilet, walked to a nearby square, stopped in front of a beggar, took out his wallet, and put a stack of red bills inside into the bag in front of the beggar, who looked at him in shock.

He ignored it, turned around and tore off the band-aid on his neck, revealing the hickey mark left by Zhao Cheng at that position yesterday, casually threw the rubbish into the trash can, and left.

When Zhao Cheng came home at night, Mo Zhu had already arrived.He walked to the door and wanted to take off his coat for Jo Seung.

Zhao Cheng pulled him back and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your forehead?"

Mo Zhu smiled gently, "I was robbed on the way back. I didn't give it to someone. I was slapped with a brick, and the money was taken away."

Zhao Cheng's face darkened, "You're still laughing! Is the injury serious? They just ask for money, and there's nothing like asking the driver to pick you up..."

"Oh..." Mo Zhu interrupted him, "What can I do? I'm not dead after all. But the money, it's all your money, so much, it's a pity."

"When are you still thinking about money? Where did you get it bandaged? Is it well bandaged?"

"Don't worry, a regular hospital, I won't save you money at this time, it won't be worth it if your face is ruined."

Zhao Cheng looked helplessly at Mo Zhu, who had a calm expression on his face, and had no idea what to do with him.

He reached out and touched Mo Zhu's forehead, feeling a little distressed.Mo Zhu dodged in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Don't touch it, it hurts."

Zhao Cheng withdrew his hand helplessly, "You... just don't let people worry, you can encounter this kind of thing every time you go out... From now on, people have to watch you all the time."

Mo Zhu broke free from him with a smile, "Okay, you can find someone to protect me, but I don't have anything to go out, and people who look at me may be bored."

He walked around to the back, took off his coat for Zhao Cheng, and said, "Let's eat, I made you something you like."

"Baby, it's time to worry. You still cook like this."

"It's okay to stay at home, and it doesn't take much effort to cook. Anyway, the most important thing is for Mr. to be happy."

"Just your sweet mouth."

"Sweet only for you.