middle aged

In the warm room of the hibiscus tent, spring is infinite.When the love is deep, the night is dim.

When Mo Fanfan woke up, the quilt on the other side of the bed was already cold. In this dark small apartment, he was the only one left. He moved his body, but found that the muscles all over his body None of it was good. The soreness started from the back of his body and spread all over his body along every blood vessel. He resisted the pain and propped himself up. He touched the phone, and the light of the screen that suddenly turned on made him lose consciousness in a hurry. With a blink of his eyes, he looked at the display of 03:17 on the screen of his mobile phone.Turn off the screen of the phone, the darkness is like a hungry beast devouring the light, it can't wait to devour the only bit of light, Mo Fanfan moved a little bit under the quilt, and finally changed the sleeping position of lying flat to Lie on my stomach, the scene of yesterday afternoon is still vivid in my mind, the white turbid mark left by the man growling in his body, but now it has become a cold touch that he can't warm no matter how much he uses his body temperature.At the end, Mo Fanfan could no longer bear his continuous attacks, but the pleading voice in his mouth was like a strong drug drug to him, which made the man uncontrollable come once. again.And in the end, he finally couldn't bear it and fell into a coma. Until the second before he passed out, the clear pain was still in his memory.

When Qi Yunze left, Mo Pingfan didn't know. At this moment, he could only drag his wounded skin and lie quietly in his lifeless apartment. Mo Pingfan's body was extremely tired, but His mind is still very clear, and the cold sensations at the base of his thighs are a clear reminder to him that after he passed out, the man didn't take care of him, leaving him completely damaged, and left on his own .This fact made Mo Pingfan's heart ache, but he had to accept that Qi Yunze's visit this time was too sudden and aggressive, and even that little bit of tenderness seemed a little bit a little under his ruthless plunder. Insignificant.

Mo Fanfan buried his head in the soft pillow, closed his eyes, didn't think about it, didn't look at it, he tried his best to fall asleep again, and wanted to temporarily forget the scene a few hours ago, but he was drowsy and swollen As if competing with him, Qi Yunze's gradually thinning chin, clear stubble around his lips, and those red eyes always flashed at the moment when he was about to fall asleep.The soreness of his muscles made it a luxury for him to even adjust his posture. Gradually, Mo Fanfan stopped tossing about and lay on his stomach like this, half asleep and half awake until the daylight outside.

Suppressing the pain and getting up, Mo Fanfan forced himself to move to the bathroom door step by step. These steps, which usually seemed insignificant, gave him a real problem this morning. Apart from the physical embarrassment, Mo Fanfan What was unbearable was the viscous liquid that flowed out slowly as he moved step by step from the taboo part behind him, and what remained in his body when he was lying flat on the bed. Due to the effect of gravity, some flowed out again, fearing that it would make the floor dirty and it would be more difficult to clean. Mo Fanfan had to bite his lip and clamp his buttocks until he got to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, and then gradually relaxed his body. Waiting for the liquid to flow out slowly, at this time, he didn't care about embarrassment or embarrassment, humiliation or humiliation, he just wanted to clean up the marks and smell all over his body as soon as possible.

Lying in the bathtub, Mo Pingfan waited motionless for the warm water to slowly soak him up. The wound behind him was stimulated by the hot water, and the pain became more pronounced. As the water level gradually rose, it submerged his knees , arms and chest, Mo Pingfan gradually realized that there were bruises on his knees, which were the bruises from yesterday afternoon when the man put all his body weight on him when he entered the country. There are also red marks similar to being strangled on the wrists of both hands, which are the marks left when the man half-forcibly bound his hands, as well as the inside and outside of the thighs, and on his invisible back, the hot water Under the stimulation, the pain in these places gradually became clearer, and Mo Fanfan felt as if he had been severely taught a lesson, and for a while he felt that there was no good flesh in his body.The water in the bathtub was getting full, Mo Pingfan turned off the faucet, lay in the hot water with half-closed eyes, almost motionless, the warm water was like a bitter medicine for him now, after getting used to it, Slowly massaging his injured skin, promoting blood metabolism in his body, and brushing away yesterday's imprint for him.Mo Pingfan just soaked like this until the water gradually cooled down, then he pulled out the plug of the water and replaced it with a new tank of hot water.After going back and forth like this three times, when he felt that the skin around him was about to soak, he finally stood up, picked up the bath towel beside him, dried himself, changed into pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom.

The apartment is still the same as yesterday, his T-shirt, underwear and home pants that were taken off by the man yesterday are still messy and thrown beside the sofa, but the man's clothes are gone, as if he has never been here Same.Mo Fanfan smiled wryly, he was so impatient to leave yesterday that he didn't even want to help him pick up his clothes from the ground.

Mo Fanfan picked up the clothes scattered all over the floor, and stuffed them into the washing machine on the balcony, poured the laundry detergent, turned on the machine, and didn't care about whether the underwear could be washed together with the coat, he really didn't want to wash it now. Don't give yourself any trouble.Lying on the bed, Mo Fanfan didn't want to move too much. Except for the porridge yesterday afternoon, he had never eaten, but now he didn't have any desire to eat. He even felt that the bowl of porridge yesterday afternoon The porridge was a bit disgusting, he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything...

The author has something to say:

Driving in the first half of this chapter, I was afraid of being locked, so I didn't let it go..., please forgive me.I will find a way to add these after the text is finished.The author is well aware of the pain of not being able to read the whole text, so he will definitely make it up.Dear friends, rest assured.

Another advertisement for the new pit: Portal

Thank you for your support, dear