The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

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The corridors of the hotel are very long.

Wen Ziqian felt that the wheelchair was as heavy as a thousand catties, and every push exhausted all his efforts.

Over the past year, how many times have he and Ji Hanzhi had physical relationships?five times?ten times?or more?He was a little confused, unwilling to recall the pain that went deep into the bone marrow again and again, it was not only physical torture, but also spiritual devastation.Every slap and body bump made him loathe himself even more, so dirty that he could hardly lift his head.

The heating in the room was very good, Ji Hanzhi's face was flushed, and the alcohol was volatile in his body, and when he walked, his pants rubbed against his crotch, and he felt swaying.

He tilted his head and glanced at the person next to him. In such a hot air current, his face was almost white and transparent under the light, his brows and eyes were tired, and he looked sick. The corners of his mouth were pursed, looking preoccupied.

He walked to the back of the wheelchair, bent down and pressed the handle on the back of the wheelchair, took two quick steps forward and turned a corner.

Wen Ziqian pressed the rim of the wheelchair, feeling a little displeased, and said, "I want to go back to my room."

Ji Hanzhi said: "Which room is different, all we need is a bed." He opened the door, saw Wen Ziqian stopped at the door, hooked the corner of his mouth, dragged the wheelchair in, approached vaguely, his cheeks almost touching Cheek, said: "Don't be embarrassed, it's not the first time, why pretend?"

Wen Ziqian was forcibly dragged in with a blank face.

Close the door, lock it.

This room, Ji Hanzhi and the people who came have checked several times to ensure that there is no equipment for secretly filming or eavesdropping, and all objects that are slightly suspicious have been carried out.

After all, Ji Hanzhi was more or less wary of Wen Ziqian.

It's just that there will be some contempt in his heart, a paralyzed person, he doesn't think he can do anything that threatens him.

"This room does not have facilities for the disabled." Wen Ziqian frowned, clearly unhappy. "I can't go to the toilet to take a shower."

Ji Hanzhi approached, hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Today I will serve you."

Wen Ziqian dodged back, frowned and said, "Hmph, would Fourth Young Master Ji do this kind of thing of serving others? You are well aware of my physical condition, so don't make you sick when the time comes."

Ji Hanzhi thought about it, he really couldn't do this job of serving people, but his lower body was hard, and it was really uncomfortable to interrupt him at this time.He smiled viciously and said, "You do it yourself, and I'll help you."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Ziqian's face turned white and red, and he stared at Ji Hanzhi's face, feeling disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Ji Hanzhi picked him up from the wheelchair, Wen Ziqian struggled reflexively, pushed Ji Hanzhi's chest, raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it fun to see me make a fool of myself?"

Ji Hanzhi smiled and said, "I won't make you look ugly."

Wen Ziqian thought for a while, lowered his eyebrows, leaned his head on his shoulder obediently, and said, "Sometimes I really don't understand what you like about me with your status. You say, I can't change it." Is it?"

Ji Hanzhi was amused by his appearance and said, "Is it okay for me to love you so much? Without me, your factory can be built in the most prosperous area? That one doesn't sound good, like Qin Cang, who will fight for a lifetime. You can't even earn half a dollar."

Wen Ziqian said: "That seems to be the case. I'm a disabled son who loves me from the mayor's family. Actually, I should be happy. From now on in city b, the Wen family will have four young masters to take care of me. Who would dare to make fun of me."

Ji Hanzhi smiled and said, "You can really figure it out? You are so cute, it makes me suspect that your motives are impure."

He placed Wen Ziqian on the toilet without armrests, Wen Ziqian could hardly sit still, and grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go.

Ji Hanzhi untied his girdle, took off his pants while holding his buttocks, revealing a pair of pale and thin legs.With slender legs leaning aside, Wen Ziqian pulled down the hem of his clothes to cover his private parts.

Ji Hanzhi looked at his clean legs, a big man didn't even have hair on his legs.He looked down at Wen Ziqian, the contrast between his face and body was huge, his brows were like paintings, but his body was really unsightly.It's really cheap for such a cripple to turn himself around.So he said evil-heartedly: "Clean yourself up, if you become incontinent later, I'll block your piss with something, do you hear me?"

Wen Ziqian lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He was holding him with his left hand to maintain balance, and his right hand was gently pressing his abdomen, his body trembling slightly.

Ji Hanzhi knew that he was angry, so he picked his chin with his hand, and said softly: "Look, you are scared, I won't treat you like that, just be obedient and don't do things that are sorry to me, I won't treat you like that .”

Lifting his chin, Ji Hanzhi was a little startled, his beautiful blue eyes were filled with water vapor, as if he was about to cry.For such a strong person, it seems that he should not expose his vulnerable side in front of others by nature, but with tears in his eyes like this, it really turned Bailian Steel into soft fingers.

Ji Hanzhi couldn't help but softly said: "Be good, I won't wrong you."

Wen Ziqian swallowed with difficulty, tears welled up in his eyes, but they did not fall.

"You treat me so roughly, can I not be wronged?"

Ji Hanzhi smiled and said: "Okay, I will treat you gently tonight, sit still."

Wen Ziqian supported the sink beside him, watched him turn and leave, and when he came in again, he had already changed into a hotel bathrobe.

He walked in, looked at Wen Ziqian sitting on the toilet, and suddenly felt that this man was really pitiful, without the care of others, he really couldn't move an inch.

He put on hot water, hugged Wen Ziqian, and prepared to go in together.

Wen Ziqian said: "I'll wash it myself. I'm prone to incontinence when I encounter hot water. Would you like to soak in my urine?"

Ji Hanzhi thought for a while, put him in the water, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and said with a smile, "You are the first one I take to take a bath."

Wen Ziqian's expression had returned to indifference, but the corners of his eyes were a little red, and his face was moistened by the hot water. He looked really special.He supported the bathtub with one hand and unbuttoned it with the other. His body was precarious, and he slid into the water as he watched.

Ji Hanzhi hugged his armpits, watched his wet shirt sticking to his body, drawing out his thin waistline, and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his pink breasts.He knelt beside the bathtub, lowered his head and sucked his right breast.A forbearing whisper came from beside his ear, which meant that he wanted to refuse and greet, which really made him jump into the abyss without hesitation.

Knowing that it's a bit weird to deliberately please, but Ji Hanzhi kept telling himself that he must have a good impression of him, otherwise it wouldn't be like this, for sure...

He sucked hard, just to listen to the man's urge, until the man finally couldn't help begging for mercy: "Easy, it hurts..."

He just raised his head, looked at the man's wet eyelashes, and said with a smile: "If you beg for mercy earlier, you won't have to suffer so much? Why do you have to be a dead duck with a hard mouth and a stiff mouth?"

Wen Ziqian's face was flushed, and he turned away from looking at him, and his breathing became a little short.

Ji Hanzhi took off his clothes, supported his body, and felt his slight trembling.

"Are you afraid or shy?" He bit Wen Ziqian's ear: "Don't be afraid, I really like you a little bit, as long as you don't mess around, I'll give you whatever you want."

Wen Ziqian tried his best to calm himself down, raised his eyes and said, "If I want more land, will you get it for me?"

Ji Hanzhi pinched his cheek and said with a smile: "Oh, I said that you tricked me into coming here with your good wine and sex. Now you have finally revealed your purpose."

Wen Ziqian said, "Will you give it?"

Ji Hanzhi said: "See how you serve me on the bed. After serving me, I can stab you down."

Ji Hanzhi was in a good mood, he wiped his body with a bath ball like he would a pet dog, and washed Wen Ziqian's pale skin into a blush.

He wrapped Wen Ziqian in a bathrobe and hugged him, smelling the delicious smell on his wet hair, he said with a smile, "It's really delicious."

He put Wen Ziqian on the bed, pinched his face, and said, "Wait, I will toss you slowly in a while."

The bathroom door closed, and Wen Ziqian's nerves were stretched to the limit. He lay on the edge of the bed and tried several times but failed to sit up.

The mattress is too soft, there are no auxiliary facilities, and simple movements are impossible for him.

He frowned, and simply moved to the side of the bed, moved his legs down, and slowly moved his body down.

With a sound of "boom", he fell on the carpet, lying on the ground, only to feel that his eyes were black.After a while, he endured the pain and glanced at the bathroom door.

Ji Hanzhi was in a good mood, humming a song while taking a bath.

Wen Ziqian felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He propped himself up on his elbows, the wheelchair was kicked to a corner by Ji Hanzhi, and the clothes were hung on the hanger. Fortunately, the hanger was not far from the wheelchair, but they were far away from him.

He gritted his teeth and dragged his heavy lower body forward with his elbows.He hated this body, he always held his head high in front of people, but in fact he was nothing but a bravado.He doesn't have much time, and if he fails, it will be difficult for him to find a chance to stand up in his life.

His life is not long, but Qin Cang's life is still very long.

The carpet roughened his skin, and he had to dig hard at the ground to move forward a little distance with all his strength.Why is the distance that can be reached in two or three steps so difficult as crossing mountains and ridges?

Sweat fell into his eyes, which was a little dazzling. He blinked hard, not daring to stop for a moment.He held a breath in his heart, and he knew that once he let out that breath, he would never be able to move again.

The clothes rack was carved mahogany, tall and heavy, and the clothes hung on it, which was too high for him.He reached out and grabbed the wheelchair and moved forward, then panted and grabbed the wheelchair to sit up with strength.He tried to grab the clothes, but couldn't tear them off.

The sound of the shower disappeared, and Ji Hanzhi turned off the tap.Wen Ziqian was so frightened that he clutched his chest, feeling that his breathing was not smooth.

Fighting for breath, he can't get sick at this time, he tried his best to adjust his breathing, so as to calm down his disordered breathing rhythm.

Ji Hanzhi was singing again, probably applying shower gel, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Ji Hanzhi has a bit of a cleanliness obsession and spends more time taking a bath than ordinary men.

After being so frightened just now, a layer of sweat broke out on his back, and he exhaled. He kept replaying the repeated movements during rehabilitation in his mind. Knelt up.His right hand was not strong enough, he almost fell, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he stabilized his center of gravity, raised his back as much as possible, raised his hand, grabbed the hem of the clothes and lifted them up forcefully, the clothes fell down and covered him face.

The shower was turned on and the water sounded.

Wen Ziqian did not dare to stay for a moment, took out a few pieces of paper from under the cushion of the wheelchair, and then took out his personal seal to cover it.After hiding the power of attorney into the cushion, he even had difficulty breathing.

The sound of the hair dryer sounded, Wen Ziqian held the clothes in his left hand and supported the wheelchair with his right, trying to hang the clothes up.

My right hand shook so badly that I couldn't use any strength and couldn't support my body at all.After four or five failures, the right hand has started to cramp.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped.

Wen Ziqian gritted his teeth, propped up his body with all his strength, grabbed his clothes and raised his left hand.

Leaning his body, he fell to the ground, hit the wheelchair with the corner of his mouth, and broke a bloody mouth.

At this time, there was a sound of opening the bathroom door, and Ji Hanzhi walked out with his hair...