cohabitation contract

Carrying the takeaway ordered by the customer, the delivery guy in a happy mood rang the doorbell for a long time, but still no one answered the door. He was puzzled and looked up to see the door number. He did not go wrong. In the past two days, he This is the one who delivered the food. Although the face of the customer who ordered the food was cold and gloomy, he spent a lot of money. He never left a tip for three meals a day. The tip every time he tipped was almost equal to his weekly salary. After two days, he can count Made a small windfall in a small way.

Reluctantly pressed the doorbell again, the delivery boy kept muttering in his heart, logically speaking, that man shouldn't be going out, is he still sleeping late?The doorbell is so loud, you should be woken up, right?But don't get angry, or the handsome tip will slip away from your hand!

Suddenly remembering that the phone number left by the man when he ordered food for the first time was still saved in the phone, the boy who bought food couldn’t wait to take out his phone and rummaged through it. Finally, he found the number among the many phone records, and dialed nervously. After a while, the busy tone continued, he wrinkled his nose, and continued to dial persistently.

"Call, Zhuang Lingxiao..." He just uttered a few words, and the hoarse ending sound was full of helpless and trembling pleas. Nie Changsheng's efforts to maintain a clear voice were almost broken.

"Don't you dare not concentrate, let's see how I can kill you!" Zhuang Lingxiao, who was secretly angry, frowned violently, and his movements were not slow at all.

"You live... Zhuang Lingxiao..." The persistent ringing of the call was like spells to suppress evil thoughts. Nie Changsheng couldn't devote himself to such an intense and ecstasy exercise like Zhuang Lingxiao.

"Ignore it and it will stop!" Panting, Zhuang Lingxiao ruthlessly suppressed Nie Changsheng's struggling hands. After the hearty exercise before, he untied the belt that tied Nie Changsheng to the bedpost, Fortunately, his hands were still tied, otherwise the shy Nie Changsheng in his arms would have struggled desperately to keep disturbing his interest!

It's a pity that the ringing of the phone seemed to know that the owner was not far away, so it was still ringing persistently.

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng tried his best to endure Zhuang Lingxiao's sadistic toss, and the hands that were forced to wrap around the neck of the superior finally got out of the predicament, and bravely struck the man's chest.

"Shit!" Zhuang Lingxiao frowned in pain, had to stop his brisk body movements, grabbed Nie Changsheng's waist and pushed him down on the bed, restraining his hands that continued to make trouble, and reprimanded displeasedly, "With so much force, I want to murder my husband!"

The blow to the chest didn't hurt much, but the good thing was interrupted. Of course Zhuang Lingxiao was full of displeasure, but the person in his arms was really uncooperative, and he didn't want to make Nie Changsheng have an indelible impression, so he let out a "tsk" , pulled the unsatisfied brother away from Nie Changsheng's body, stepped out of the bed with long legs, picked up the phone naked, and ordered in a cold voice: "Say!"

The delivery guy who was about to retreat outside the house heard the busy tone on his phone turned into a gloomy command, his cheerful mood was immediately suppressed, and after a while of panic, he said calmly: "First... Sir, the takeaway you ordered has arrived..."

A man's vicious curse came from the phone, the shopkeeper's heart tightened, his hands trembled, and the phone almost slipped down.

"Come back in an hour!" The man immediately cut off the call without waiting for him to reply, and dropped the phone angrily.

Damn it, to bother him for such a trivial matter?It's too long, isn't it?

The delivery boy outside the house sneezed for no reason. He shrugged his shoulders, but his heart was full of doubts. The phone was connected, and the host must be inside the house. If he didn't answer the door, he must be in his early twenties The delivery boy blushed immediately. He had seen the strength of the man ordering food, and he naturally sympathized with the hostess in the house.

Of course he wouldn't know that the strong man was actually a robber occupying the magpie's nest, and the owner of the house was not a weak and gentle woman.

"Why are you shy!" Zhuang Lingxiao climbed onto the bed and lifted the quilt, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, his breath gradually became unstable, how could he say more mean words?At this moment, Nie Changsheng's face was flushed, his brows, nose, and lips were extremely springy, his not-so-white chest was covered with bruises, and there were many thick stains and filth of unknown meaning stuck around his legs and abdomen. There is an air of temptation from top to bottom.

"Let me go..." Nie Changsheng, who was covered in the quilt, begged weakly. Although this body has just recovered from a serious illness, it is a man after all, and it is not too weak. It's okay, but in front of Zhuang Lingxiao, all the advantages have become disadvantages.

So in exchange for Zhuang Lingxiao's worse treatment, it is expected, right?

I don't know how long time passed, and when there were no more suspicious sounds in the bedroom, Nie Changsheng, who was curled up, closed his eyes in embarrassment. An incurable sense of satisfaction spread in his limbs, Zhuang Lingxiao's weight was still on his body, How could he have the strength left to push away?The puddles of filth on the bed sheet that had nowhere to hide, whether it was a painful accusation or a source of happiness, were all given by Zhuang Lingxiao.

Satisfied, Zhuang Lingxiao turned Nie Changsheng over, slowly hugged him in his arms, and smiled at Nie Changsheng's startled eyes: "Only in this way, you won't disobey my wishes."

Not wanting to expose any more ugliness in front of Zhuang Lingxiao, Nie Changsheng subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, his frowning brows seemed to regret not being able to plug his ears.

Zhuang Lingxiao let out a smirk, easily put down the bound hands, and said relentlessly, "What's the matter, don't you feel good too?" His eyes swept down intentionally or unintentionally, and he blew loudly triumphantly. whistle.

"Shut up... Shut up!" Nie Changsheng, who was ashamed and angry, struggled to hit Zhuang Lingxiao's shoulder with his hands. He only cared about the man who was molesting Nie Changsheng's carelessness, but he hit him squarely. A little lethality is more like a reward for flirting between lovers.

Zhuang Lingxiao grabbed the hands that came to the door without anger, rolled the tip of his tongue, sucked one of the fingers in his mouth, and started to suck. The sound of the deliberately made water stains was extremely dirty. Nie Changsheng's heart trembled, but he felt With a numb fingertip, a soft cry overflowed.

"Ah!" However, Zhuang Lingxiao held his fingertips in his mouth, gnawing his sharp teeth one after another. If there was seemingly no strength, the sound he made was fatally sweet.

"Is this comfortable, Nie Changsheng?" Zhuang Lingxiao stared at each ruddy fingertip. These are fingers that have been used to holding scalpels for many years. They are slender and round. The nails are neatly manicured, and even the crescent moon can be seen. so clearly.

A healthy hand, a beautiful hand, a hand that is suitable for holding a scalpel and can control a basketball, is the most attractive hand in the world!

Such hands, on Nie Changsheng's body, are really the most perfect combination!

"How...how is it possible..." Nie Changsheng frowned, his eyelashes were trembling with his closed eyes.

Zhuang Lingxiao squinted his eyes, pursed his lips and bit his fingertips lightly and hard at times, which taught Nie Changsheng a lesson.

"Stop...shut up! Shut up! Enough...enough...ah..." Nie Changsheng was trembling all over his body. As a medical student, he couldn't understand how his fingertips became sensitive areas...

"Heh!" Zhuang Lingxiao narrowed his eyes, and was about to launch a full-scale attack again, when the landline in the living room rang.

The confusion in Nie Changsheng's eyes disappeared, his hands and feet struggled uncoordinated again, and he said, "It's a call from the hospital!" No one can make a call to a landline except the hospital.

"Didn't you ask for sick leave?" Zhuang Lingxiao had a sullen face. Why did he turn off his mobile phone, but he didn't expect to tear off the plug of the landline!In fact, he can't be blamed for ignoring the landline. After all, with such advanced communications today, few people use landlines...

"That's why I have to answer the call. There must be something urgent in the hospital..." Nie Changsheng tried his best to get out of bed to answer the call, enduring his physical discomfort.

In any case, Nie Changsheng still failed to receive the call in the end. Zhuang Lingxiao made amends, and went to the living room refreshed. When he came back, the damn landline in the living room finally stopped, and he was quiet and obedient. dead thing.

However, the smug Zhuang Lingxiao quickly restrained his complacent look. There was no one on the big bed in the bedroom, only the messy bedding covered the traces of confusion in the room, but the door of the bathroom was locked tightly. A hoarse voice sounded from inside, through a door, the voice came in a daze, and I couldn't hear what he was talking to.

What would happen if you kicked the bathroom door open?

Zhuang Lingxiao touched his chin, as if he was calculating the serious consequences.While looking for someone to repair, I wonder if it is possible to abduct Nie Changsheng back to the villa to live in for a while, but it only breaks a door, not blowing up a kitchen, and the maintenance workers can almost fix a meal, right?

Of course, the reason why he didn't implement it was because he was worried that Nie Changsheng was too close to the door. If he accidentally injured him when he kicked the door, that would definitely not be the result Zhuang Lingxiao wanted to see!

While thinking about it, the call inside ended quickly, followed by the sound of a shower, and a blurry figure was printed on the frosted glass. Could it be that Nie Changsheng was taking a bath?

Guessing the endless amorous feelings inside, Zhuang Lingxiao looked down at the recovered brother, and grunted a few times helplessly. Although he could still hold Nie Changsheng and fight for hundreds of rounds, the man in the bathroom had already slapped him several times before. , If you continue to do it, maybe you will really become incontinent.

Although that situation didn't seem to be repulsive at all, Zhuang Lingxiao didn't have such a strong taste after all, he just filtered it in his mind, and soon forgot about it.

The people in the bathroom hadn't come out yet, but the doorbell rang loudly and ignorantly.

"Shit!" Zhuang Lingxiao frowned fiercely, searching for the location of the alarm clock. An hour has passed so quickly?

The delivery boy outside the house shuddered again, stood up shyly, and still pressed the doorbell very professionally, but he couldn't help but slandered in his heart: "It's not over yet, right? It's been more than an hour... ..."

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