The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Song Jiu didn't like the way the other party looked at him.

naked.

dirty.

Full of disgusting desires, Wei Jin regarded him as someone who wanted to have an affair. His physical desires were undisguised, his posture was very particular, and he deliberately showed off his proud male capital.

Shameless.

Song Jiu frowned slightly and couldn't help but take a few steps back due to the smell of sweat on the other person's body. Although he was unhappy, he politely refused: "I'm sorry, I have something to do at the moment and can't get away, so I can only refuse your offer." invite."

"Is there really something going on, or is it just an excuse you made up to deal with me?"

The repeated rejections made Wei Jin a little angry, and there was a hint of anger in his words.

I almost couldn't hold it back and slapped him.

If it weren't for the fact that the young man's face was indeed extremely beautiful and suited his taste, he might have been so patient, lowered his status and extended the invitation in a lowly manner.

Don't be shameless.

Wei Jin took a deep breath, and the smile on his face became brighter. He strode forward and looked down at the young man due to the height difference.

The delicate white skin tickled his heart, and he wanted to touch it himself. When he got closer, he discovered that the other person seemed to be exuding a faint body fragrance, which was quiet, cold, and very pleasant.

The beauty with her own body fragrance was born to be pressed on the bed and loved and cherished.

"I thought you'd be free, wouldn't you?"

Wei Jin was immediately aroused by the light body fragrance and had a strong reaction. If it weren't for maintaining an elegant demeanor, based on his previous habits, he would have pushed the person against the wall and beat him fiercely.

How can it be so hard to tolerate it as it is now?

He has tried several times in field battles, but has never tried it in a real campus setting.

Song Jiu felt that the gaze falling on him was even more disgusting. He showed a disgusted expression and said coldly: "I don't have time, let's go first."

As he said that, he turned around and left, but was pulled back by a sweaty arm, throwing him against the cement wall with a clang. The hard wall and forehead hit each other, and pain instantly swept through his body.

Song Jiu had no doubt that there was a big bump on his forehead.

He was pinned down by his sweaty body and trapped against the wall, unable to move his limbs.

A pair of rough hands kept wandering around the sensitive parts of his body, and a wet touch came from his ears.

Wei Jin licked his ear with his tongue.

Disgusting, so disgusting.

Song Jiu's stomach was tumbling, and he was almost vomiting.

"What are you going to do? Let me go!"

The strength of his struggle was as non-threatening as that of a child pretending to be a family member in front of Wei Jin. Not only did he not break free, but it only encouraged the sadism of those behind him, making his breathing even heavier.

Wei Jin touched the fair skin with his hands. The smooth touch was more admirable than any other female model before. He originally wanted to pretend to be a gentleman, but when desire came over, he ignored everything.

It's class time now, there's almost no one around, and this is a surveillance blind spot, so it's easy to do something.

What the hell. Comfortable, really comfortable.

Wei Jin's head was nibbling randomly at the young man's neck. He couldn't bear it anymore and made up his mind to have a blow here. He covered the other man's lips with one hand and unbuttoned his belt with the other hand.

His movements were rough, as if he was a demon in lust, as if he had never been released in eight lifetimes.

"I can't get anyone I want. Why are you pretending to be so high-minded? Dare you reject me? Dare you disgrace me? Today I will let you taste the power of this young master."

Wei Jin smiled coldly, picked up the boy's shirt, and rubbed it against his waist.

Song Jiu could even clearly feel the disgusting temperature. It was so disgusting. His stomach kept churning, sour water filled his mouth, and he was regurgitated. However, because his mouth was tightly covered, he swallowed it alive.

After struggling to no avail, the young man shed tears and was completely desperate.

Wei Jin had enough verbal humiliation and wanted to get to the point. As soon as his hand touched the boy's shorts, his whole body was kicked three meters away by a strong force, causing him to roll in pain.

Without the restraints, Song Jiu opened his mouth and spit out filth. Looking at the boy in front of him, he almost broke down and cried.

Lu Lie held the man in his arms without disdain, kissed his forehead, and hugged the crying boy with his hands, giving him a sense of security: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

God knows how angry he was when he just saw the young man being pressed down and molested. He kicked him away and hugged him. Only then did he realize that his hands were shaking badly and his breathing was trembling.

I can't imagine what terrible experience Song Jiu would have encountered if he hadn't arrived in time today.

Seeing that the person's mood had eased a little, Lu Lie let go of his hand, walked towards Wei Jin who was lying on the ground and covering his crotch, raised his foot and stepped on the other person's face, just like in the toilet before, crushing him little by little. pressure.

Surprisingly strong.

Wei Jin didn't expect that he always looked down on the garbage bug who dared to step on his face. He raised his hand to hold the opponent's feet, but found that the strength he was proud of was useless and could not shake the opponent in the slightest.

what happened?

How could this damn piece of trash be so powerful? hateful!

Wei Jin felt it was difficult to breathe. The threat of death made him unable to suppress it anymore. He cried bitterly and begged for mercy.

Lu Lie turned a deaf ear. He lowered his eyelashes expressionlessly and looked down at the people on the ground. His phoenix eyes turned completely black without a trace of white, unlike the eyes of a living person.

Weird and terrifying.

But due to the angle, no one present saw this horrific scene.

Lu Lie's completely black eyes instantly returned to normal when he turned around, picked up the coughing Song Jiu and left.

Bedroom.

Lu Lie put the man on the sofa, brought a basin of hot water, and carefully wiped the sour water from the corners of the young man's mouth with a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his face.

Wipe down any areas that have been touched.

Especially the waist area stained with unknown liquid.

Song Jiu recovered from his panic. He found that something was wrong with Lu Lie's condition. He kept changing the water to wipe his body. He wiped the skin on his waist several times until it almost bled.

"Lu...Lu Lie, are you okay? I think it's enough. I've washed it clean. There's no need to wash it again..."

To be honest, Song Jiu was a little afraid of the expressionless Lu Lie. He carefully touched the other person's wrist and stopped the towel from reaching his waist for the twentieth time.

The man's dark eyes moved slowly and looked over.

"It's not enough, it's dirty, it's too dirty, you damn bastard, how dare you, how dare you?" The man said, regardless of the obstruction, he wiped the person's waist again, and did not stop until the skin was a little bit broken. Come.

The man finally stopped his crazy movements and bent down, approaching the slightly red and swollen skin of Song Jiu's waist.

Falling in a pitiful and cold kiss.

Mine, can only be mine...

Where Song Jiu couldn't see him, Lu Lie's eyes turned completely black again.

That's the devil's eye.