pig iron

Rose-colored dreamy and beautiful, Mu Chuan seems to have sprouted a young girl's heart during the killing.It's a pity that the pleasure of masturbating was too short, and when his mind cleared up, he was extremely disgusted by everything in front of him.He wiped his face casually, only to rub blood for a while.The sweet, fishy and sticky taste of rust made him unable to bear it anymore.Turning his head away from the corpse with a look of disgust, he leaned against the wall to rest.

He is a human and not a beast, how can such a beastly thing make him recognize and like it.

After resting for a while, Mu Chuan groped the concrete floor, clutching his stomach and standing up against the wall.Usually, he cleans up by himself, pours a glass of wine after work, and feels comfortable.Today I really can't work anymore, my back is hot and swollen, my lower abdomen hurts badly, my legs are weak, and my breathing is suffocating.He wiped his hands twice, and went up with his clothes, leaving him in a mess.

Xia Tian found two people to carry the body away and put it in an open space.He weighed the pitch-black ax in his hand, and swung a round with all his strength to chop on the corpse.When the ax came down, it didn't cut through.The body was too big and the wound was too small.Changed to a chainsaw, and when it buzzed on, flesh and blood flew all over the place, rubbing against the bones.

This bone is really hard, it's not easy to handle.

Xia Tian is strange, the boss turned out to be a butcher, it looks like he doesn't have to work hard.

The corpse was cut into pieces, gasoline was poured on it, and the newspaper was ignited and thrown on it, and the blazing fire covered the corpse.

There was a strange smell of burning fat in the whole courtyard.

Standing next to Xia Tian, ​​he muttered something: "This old brother, you have a right to blame, and a debtor to you. I am taking money from others and taking orders from others. It's none of my business, so don't look for me in the future. When the fire is finished, you will I buried it as a grave for you, brother, I can be regarded as benevolent in doing this."

A fat man next to him leaned forward and back when he heard the laughter, and asked, "Do you want to write down the boss's birth date, name and address, and burn it to him so that he can find the boss to settle the score? It's so embarrassing for fear of causing trouble."

Xia Tian stared at his clothes: "Shut up, bad guy! I don't mean that."

It turned out that the corpses were almost all bits and pieces of meat, and a few pieces were cut off and thrown away to feed the dogs.The dog either smells it and walks away without eating it, or eats it and dies suddenly that night, which is very evil.

Those who engage in it are panicked, and feel that it is better to create less killing karma.This kind of death must be full of resentment, and it is not good to be entangled.

Mu Chuan went upstairs, took off his apron and took off the gauze to see that all the threads on the wound were opened.The upper and lower fleshy images are like two opened lips.He played a little off and stretched the knife edge.

Mu Chuan fetched a basin of hot water, twisted a towel to avoid the wound and wiped the blood.His body was rubbed so red that his skin was about to break like a shrimp, and the pots of bloody water finally turned into clean water, and he still felt an indelible fishy smell on his body.Blood is so hard to wash.

When Mu Chuan came out, Xia Tian went up to explain the matter.A box of fingers was sent to Fifth Master, and he was told to let him see it with his own eyes.

Mu Chuan's face was crimson, his eyes were gloomy, and there was an aura of lust on his body.Xia Tian is a small and bold person, so it is not impossible to wink and joke like in the past.Stand still and talk about things clearly and neatly.

Mu Chuan hummed and raised his legs to leave.Suddenly thought of something, turned to him and said, "Is there anyone wearing my boots?"

Xia Tian froze for a moment, and then remembered: "The basement of the west building, the innermost room, the rubber boots in the corner? Last time I cleared the pond, I didn't have enough boots, so I took them out to make up for it. I really don't know if the boss put it there, otherwise I wouldn't used."

Mu Chuan's whole body seemed to be on the loose, and he replied lazily, feeling really unhappy that he didn't have time to answer: "You can use things that don't belong to you, go find your own."

Xia Tian responded quickly and sent Mu Chuan away.

Two days later, Mu Chuan finished his work and went to see Zi'an.Before entering the door, I sniffed my body carefully. I felt the sweet smell of blood was still on my body, and I was afraid that the quilt would smell it.

When Mu Chuan came in, Zian was wearing a small white vest, revealing the gauze wrapped around it, and was sitting upright at the desk writing with a pen.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Zian quickly grabbed the notebook on the table and hid it under his knees.He moved his body and turned around on his toes, just in time to see Mu Chuan's face. He was so frightened that he almost let go and dropped the book.

Mu Chuan took everything in his eyes, walked over and stretched out his hand: "What are you writing, show me."

Zi'an's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and he shook his head, expressing his refusal.

Mu Chuan put away his smile, looked at him coldly, reached out and tapped on the table: "Show me."

Zian had no choice but to look at Mu Chuan, tremblingly took out the thin notebook from under his knees, shrunk and scaled it on the table, and gently pushed it in Mu Chuan's direction with his fingertips, as if his hand had been scalded. He quickly retracted his hand.

Mu Chuan picked up the notebook and opened it seriously.Zi'an's head was like a deflated balloon, and suddenly it dropped powerlessly.Mu Chuan couldn't hold back anymore, closed the notebook and put it down, rubbed Zian's head and laughed loudly: "I don't read it, I don't read it, I don't read it. Why did I scare you like this." He knelt down and squeezed his hand On Zian's face, he looked into his eyes with a smile: "It's over, Zian has a little secret, and he's going to start cheating on me."

Mu Chuan opened the drawer, put the notebook in, and asked him with a smile: "May I bring you a diary with a lock next time, huh? Is everything written in it?" Mu Chuan stopped and thought for a while , Said: "Bastard Mu Chuan, he's going to annoy me to death, I'm going to kill him."

Mu Chuan nodded with certainty: "It must be like this, I did it when I was young."

Zian was startled when he heard this, and shook his head repeatedly.

Mu Chuan pressed his drum-like head, looked into his eyes and said slowly: "That's what was written? I like Mu Chuan very much and want to be with him. Although he is leaving, I hope he can come sooner." return"

Mu Chuan spoke seriously, with a deep and lingering voice.Zi'an's ears turned red when he heard it.He leaned over and licked Zian's earlobe, and rubbed it: "If it's this, I'll be very happy."

Immediately, he picked up Zian and threw him directly on the bed.

On a very hot day, the two hugged each other and lay down.Mu Chuan wrapped Zi'an tightly, and peeled off each other's clothes layer by layer.One cold and one hot, naked flesh intertwined.Mu Chuan stiffened very quickly, and had a reaction from the moment he saw Zi'an lowered his body.He cupped Zian's face, kissed it back and forth, and slid his tongue in to exchange each other's fluids.

He pinched Zian's waist and rubbed his buttocks.He lowered his head and kissed her little by little, from the chin to the neck to the nipples on the chest, fiddled with these two points with his tongue very carefully, gently pressed and slowly rubbed and picked again, sucking and teasing.The stimulation made Zian feel very comfortable, the itch spread out, and he hugged Mu Chuan tightly with both hands.

Zian turned over and got down on the ground, lifting his buttocks.Mu Chuan grabbed Zi'an's waist, pushed the greasy penis deep into the buttocks, knelt up and rubbed it back and forth.

Mu Xiaoer is used to being served by others in various ways, so he is no longer so sensitive, how can he be satisfied with a mere stock exchange.Maybe I haven't had sex for too long, maybe the scene yesterday was too exciting.He replaced the face of the victim yesterday with Zi'an's obscenity, and he easily reached the climax amidst the blood, and let out a comfortable groan.

He held Zi'an's flushed face in his hands and looked at it carefully.

Too bad it wasn't him.It's not a day or two for him, Xiao Xiangzi'an.

Fortunately it wasn't him.He could only feel happy for a while when he moved his hands, how could he feel at ease with such a big living person with warm breathing accompanying him every day.

You can't have both, Mu Chuan couldn't help but sigh.If you want to eat well, you have to endure it.Even if I can bear it, what I have eaten so far is still not enjoyable enough.

Animal desire and sexual desire have always been one, and the image in my mind is so strong that it happened twice again.Rubbing between the buttocks, watching Zi'an's wet eyes holding his swollen penis against his light-colored lips and fair face, let Zi'an hold his penis with both hands and rub it, hugging He urged in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up, hurry up." It shot out again.

The sheets were drenched with semen and sweat, and crumpled into a ball.

Mu Chuan came here three times and felt satisfied, so he hugged Zian and rubbed against him like a cat.

Simply being teased by all kinds, repeatedly rubbing and pressing the acupoints between thighs and thighs.He let out a piece of juice, which was dripping and sticky and went deep into the posterior acupoint.Zi'an's sexual desire, which had been teased long ago, was so high that he couldn't vent it.The whole body was itchy and there was nothing to say, only gasping for breath and rubbing uncomfortably, and his eyes were red.

Mu Chuan was a little distressed, and apologized in a low voice, let him wait for him to recover, and the two of them will do enough.After all, this kind of sex makes him unsatisfied.

During the words, Zi'an felt another stick propped up behind him, firmly pressing against the middle of his buttocks.He turned back slowly, looked at Mu Chuan, and lip-synced and asked him if he wanted to do it again.

Mu Chuan was embarrassed.

He is a man, 30 years old, with strong desires, and it is normal to want to vent.

Zi'an was not in good health, so he had to endure it.If he was not satisfied, he was embarrassed to go outside to call someone.After all, the two have just started to fall in love. At this time, if you let him pull anyone on the bed, no matter how unscrupulous you are, you can't accept it. It's really disgusting.

But Mu Xiaoer stood up again and again, which made him very embarrassed.Would you like to be so worthless? It's not like you're 20 years old, you love sex, you love food, you know the taste, and you want to die in bed all day long.As for such horny swagger?

He stood up and picked up his clothes to cover himself.After touching Zian's face, his lower body trembled again.She bowed her head and kissed his eyes and lips affectionately, saying goodbye to him.He is not Liu Xiahui, with fresh meat in hand, he is not hard to sit on.Wiping the gun like this is bound to go off, and Zian can't bear it when he shoots frantically, and he can't stand the knife.

Zi'an noticed the gauze wrapped around his abdomen and asked him what's wrong.

Mu Chuan was sweating profusely as he put on his clothes and rubbed his head: "It's fine."

He told him that something happened temporarily, and he would not be able to walk for a while if he stumbled.On the day of his operation, he was with him outside.Let Zian rest assured that he will always be by his side.

The love words are lingering, and the eyes are tired, and Mu Chuan himself can hardly tell the truth from the fake.

On the day of the operation, Mu Chuan sat outside and waited.It's a small operation, only half an hour.

He himself was very surprised that such a small operation was not a problem at all.He said he was afraid, so he stayed with him.Just because he said he wanted him to come, so he came?When Zian asked so much, when Zian said something, he did it seriously, and couldn't bear to refuse.

When Zian came out, Mu Chuan went to shake his hand quietly.Fingers interlocked, his slightly thinner knuckles between his fingers.The palm was covered with calluses of different thicknesses, a thin layer of sweat, very cold, which made his heart skip a beat.

This movement is very clean, without any distracting thoughts of the flesh.It's just that the feelings are inexplicable, and they grow in secret. I can't say what I feel, but my heart is suddenly soft and quiet.I thought to myself, just accompany him like this, that's all, it's also very good.

Looking at that frail face, he was a little curious, how could he treat him so badly, so ruthlessly, when he saw that painfully distorted face, his heart would be filled with joy and awe.Zi'an is a real person, if he stays in his house for a year, even if he raises a dog, he will have feelings for him.Why do I only have physical obsession with him, only desire, no thoughts, only body fluid exchange, no emotional exchange.Apart from sex, there is only abuse and repeated hurt.

In fact, there is nothing surprising.He was vicious in his bones, spent money, brought back people, and hid them at home.I feel sorry for the money spent if I don't use it hard.For the first time, I knew he was a chick, and I knew it was too tight there.Still fucking him to death, torturing him, making him faint and forcing him to wake up again, clutching his hand with sad eyes, begging him to stop.In the end, only the pretense of weakness remained, and he dried all the words of begging for mercy into his stomach, so broken that he couldn't say a word.

Mu Chuan touched his face in embarrassment, and thought with a smile, he is really a bad person.

I will be nicer to him.Mu Chuan thought.Zian is not very old, as long as he thinks, they still have a long way to go.As for the future, he doesn't care, and there is no need to think about it.

Zian was pushed back to the ward, and the tense strings were loosened, following the strength of the anesthetic, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Chuan went to listen to the doctor's explanation and wrote it down carefully.Even when the voice is restored, the voice may change, doctors say.As for others, as long as the nursing is in place, they will recover slowly.Just a matter of time.

The ward is the best, with complete facilities and professional nursing.Doctors and nurses basically greeted everyone they could come into contact with.Two more people were assigned by his side to come in shifts.It's just that the three of them are too fierce-looking, with a strong sense of oppression, and they are afraid that Zi'an will not be able to adapt.Things around him are too chaotic recently, so it's better to calm down.

Mu Chuan felt that he had done his best to try to do the best for him in all aspects.