magic stick labor contract

The elevator door opened with a "ding--", and other people quickly got up from the elevator. Zhang Jiu hugged Feng Mang and quickly ran down from the elevator. He didn't expect Feng Mang to be so light, just like an empty shelf.

Feng Mang's face was pale and he didn't move at all. Someone called the ambulance, but Feng Mang's problem couldn't be solved by first aid at all. There was a black wound on his arm, which seemed to be infected with the curse mark.

It was the same as Feng Mang's sister, but his sister's condition was much milder, it was only affected by being closer, and Feng Mang was scratched.

Zhang Jiu was a little annoyed, and stretched out his hand to scratch his hair. He was there when Feng Mang was scratched before, but because the blood was red, he didn't pay attention to it, so he kept dragging it down. If there is something wrong with Feng Mang's condition , Zhang Jiu felt that he would definitely blame himself to death.

Duanmu Jinyang was waiting for Zhang Jiu outside, and saw a commotion on the first floor of the company. He parked the car on the side of the road, ran in quickly, and saw a young man lying on the ground. Been twice.

Before the ambulance arrived, Duanmu Jinyang said, "I'll take him to the hospital."

Zhang Jiu directly picked Feng Mang up from the ground, and then followed Duanmu Jinyang into the car.

Zhang Jiu put Feng Mang on the back seat and sat on the back seat himself. Then he took out a yellow talisman and stuck it on the wound on Feng Mang's arm. It looked burnt and gave off a burnt smell.

"what……"

Feng Mang trembled, and slowly opened his eyes. It seemed that his facial features were wrinkled because of the pain.

Zhang Jiu suppressed the black marks of his wound and said, "It's okay, just close your eyes and sleep for a while, you are too weak now, you will go to the hospital soon."

Feng Mang was a little confused, his long eyelashes trembled, he seemed a little surprised, and said, "Go...to the hospital...?"

Zhang Jiu nodded and said, "Yes, he is very weak now. Going to the hospital to put a bottle on you will always make your body recover."

Feng Mang suddenly struggled to get up and said, "No...I..."

As he spoke, before he could sit up, he suddenly fell down again.

Zhang Jiu pressed him in and held him down, and said, "You're so weak, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Feng Mang opened his eyes again, his eyes were big, he looked up at Zhang Jiu, his eyes were shaking quickly, as if he felt fear, Zhang Jiu could feel that emotion, he seemed to see himself when he was a child.

Zhang Jiu grew up in the hospital when he was a child, he could understand that kind of fear, and the fear in Feng Mang's eyes was even more than his.

Feng Mang's lips trembled, perhaps because of his weakness, his appearance looked extraordinarily fragile, and he didn't have the usual repulsive feeling, and said, "No...not going..."

As Feng Mang spoke, his eyeballs turned red, filled with bloodshot eyes.

Zhang Jiu sighed suddenly, and looked at Feng Mang's right hand. The black marks had been suppressed by the yellow talisman, and the black leaves on his right wrist had also disappeared. The situation seemed to be getting better, but his body was too weak now.

Zhang Jiu said: "It's okay if you don't go to the hospital, but you are too weak now and need someone to take care of you, and there is a wound on your right hand that is infected with the curse seal, you need to observe it for a few days, if your curse seal really gets sick It hurt your sister, so how about staying with us these two days?"

As Zhang Jiu said, he added, "Otherwise, I will send you to the hospital."

This "threat" was so perfect, Feng Mang's throat trembled, he closed his eyes, and although he didn't speak, he nodded weakly.

Zhang Jiu immediately felt complacent.

Duanmu Jinyang, who was driving in front, was a little helpless. Zhang Jiu liked to pick up people at home recently. Although there were many rooms in the house, it was fine, but Duanmu Jinyang felt a little jealous. Zhang Jiu seemed to have a natural affection for this young man.

Duanmu Jinyang admits that he likes to be jealous, he is very possessive, he almost wants to put Zhang Jiu in front of his eyes, and he doesn't leave for a second, he doesn't like Zhang Jiu talking to others, even if that person is Zhang Jiu's brother , Duanmu Jinyang will also feel jealous.

Duanmu Jinyang knew that this was not good for him. He knew that he was irritable and sometimes unreasonable. Maybe this was the nature of the demon, but Duanmu Jinyang was also restraining himself, but sometimes he still felt a little I can't restrain myself, I don't know when my nature will be exposed.

The car turned back on the way home. Zhang Jiu invited Duanmu Jinyang to eat, but it was a waste of time. They had to go home because a temporary resident wounded came to the house.

Because Feng Mang's matter involved the snake-tail curse-mark, and the snake-tail curse-mark on the faces of Duanmu, Jinyang and Tulu hadn't been released yet. Although Gu Fushi was dead, this terrible curse-mark unexpectedly surfaced again. Zhang Jiu found it very puzzling, so he just took this opportunity to study it.

Duanmu Jinyang opened the door and heard the sound of "da da da". Ermao ran down from upstairs and said enthusiastically, "My lord! Is my delicious food here?"

Zhang Jiu: "..."

Zhang Jiu carried Feng Mang inside, put him on the sofa, and said, "I'm sorry, Ermao, I didn't go after get off work."

Er Mao pouted her pink mouth, turned her head and pointed at Bai Bai, and said, "Bai Bai has been waiting for his carbonated drink all afternoon."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

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Baibai coughed, and Sanfen came out of the kitchen. He was wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and he even wore an apron. He looked like a waiter in a coffee shop. Coupled with the three-point mixed-race eyes, it is really seductive.

San Fen said with a smile: "My lord and Mr. Duanmu came back just in time, and it's time for dinner. It seems that you are eating at home today, and there are guests. I just happened to cook a lot."

Zhang Jiu thought that San Fen didn't cook his own meals, but San Fen cooks a lot, a table of dishes, all of which are Er Mao's favorite...

Zhang Jiu helped Feng Mang up to the second floor and arranged a guest room for him. Feng Mang was very tired and didn't want to eat, so Zhang Jiu let him go to sleep directly. When he woke up, he wanted to eat when he wanted to eat.

Everyone else went downstairs to eat, because Zhang Jiu didn't bring dessert for Ermao, and didn't bring drinks for Baibai, so he felt a little guilty, so he took the initiative to wash the dishes after dinner.

San Fen took Er Mao to the sofa to watch cartoons, and Tu Lu shamelessly dragged Bai Bai out for a walk after dinner, Bai Bai couldn't understand what Tu Lu's preference meant, after all, Tu Lu has now been repaired into a human form, and his tail and The ears can also be hidden freely, and I am a ghost. In the eyes of ordinary people, I can only see Tu Lu talking to himself while walking alone, but Tu Lu never gets tired of it, and sometimes even interlocks with Bai Bai. The handle way.

Zhang Jiu put all the bowls in the sink, then took hot water, dripped dish soap, and hummed an out-of-key song. While washing the dishes, someone suddenly hugged Zhang Jiu from behind.

Zhang Jiu said "Hey" and said, "Mr. Duanmu?"

Duanmu Jinyang smiled and said, "Huh? Xiao Jiu can guess it's me without looking?"

Zhang Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "You have so much yang energy, if I can't feel it, what kind of celestial master will I be?"

Duanmu Jinyang chuckled, and kept hugging Zhang Jiu from behind. He was tall, hugging Zhang Jiu was like wrapping someone in his arms, and he could also put his chin on Zhang Jiu's shoulder.

Zhang Jiu twisted his body and said, "Don't make trouble, I was washing the dishes, and you took all my sleeves down."

Zhang Jiu wears formal clothes to work, long-sleeved shirts, even in summer. He forgot to change his clothes when he got home. If the sleeves fell off and soaked in detergent, Zhang Jiu would want to die.

Zhang Jiu twisted his head and just bumped into Duanmu Jinyang's position. He was startled immediately, his whole body tensed up, and said, "Duan...Mr. Duanmu...you..."

Duanmu Jinyang laughed and said, "Who made Xiao Jiu twist and turn in my arms."

Zhang Jiu: "..." So it was still my fault!

Duanmu Jinyang suddenly let go of Zhang Jiu, and then took an apron from the side, it was a new one, it hadn't been opened yet, it turned out to be a white apron with lace, it looked really shameful.

Zhang Jiu has always felt that buying an apron and buying a white one is a masochistic mentality...

Duanmu Jinyang unpacked the package, wrapped it around his waist, and tied a knot behind him. Zhang Jiu thought he was afraid of water splashing on his shirt and trousers, so he said, "Thank you."

Duanmu Jinyang suddenly laughed and said, "You're welcome."

As Duanmu Jinyang was speaking, Zhang Jiu felt his hands coming in front of him, and with a "click", he pulled out his belt. His belt, unbuttoning his pants, and slid down...

In an instant, Zhang Jiu was left with the apron tied around his waist, and the trousers and underwear underneath were stripped off together. Zhang Jiu froze on the spot, his hands were covered with detergent foam, and he didn't react at all.

The trousers were placed on Zhang Jiu's ankles, two thin white legs were exposed, and the thighs were faintly visible under the apron. Duanmu Jinyang laughed and said, "Xiao Jiu is so pretty."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

After Zhang Jiu was stunned for a while, he immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing!"

Duanmu Jinyang hugged him, hugged him to the big dressing table next to him, leaned over to press it up suddenly, put his hands beside Zhang Jiu's ears, and said, "Fuck you, is it okay?"

Zhang Jiu's throat trembled twice. He still had detergent in his hands, so he didn't dare to touch them randomly, so he had to support his hands for fear of rubbing against Duanmu Jinyang.

Duanmu Jinyang bowed his head impatiently, took two deep breaths on the side of his neck, and said, "It smells so good, Xiaojiu's breath smells really good."

As he spoke, a strong yang energy permeated his body, as well as a strong possessive desire.

Zhang Jiu seemed to feel the yang energy, his body was trembling, his upper body fell on the dressing table, he couldn't help but lift his legs, gently rubbed Duanmu Jinyang's waist with his inner thighs, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled He said: "Yes."

Duanmu Jinyang let out a suffocating sound, and suddenly let go of Zhang Jiu, then carried him off the dressing table, turned on the warm water in the water pipe, and gently washed Zhang Jiu's hands, and then said with a smile: "I'll wash it." Wan, go and see Feng Mang, I wonder if he's awake."

Zhang Jiu was stunned for a moment, and looked at his attire, he had already taken off like this, Duanmu Jinyang stopped doing it suddenly? !

However, Zhang Jiu could still feel the yang energy from Duanmu Jinyang, fluctuating all the time, as if restraining his excitement.

Zhang Jiu's hands were still wet, and they were a little hot from the hot water. He tapped his index finger lightly on the butterfly bone on Duanmu Jinyang's back, and felt Duanmu Jinyang tremble suddenly. It got wet a little bit, and then gently rubbed his back with his fingers.

Zhang Jiu said, "Mr. Duanmu?"

Duanmu Jinyang seemed to be convinced by Zhang Jiu. Zhang Jiu had many ways to tease him, and they were all different.

Duanmu Jinyang turned off the water, sighed and said, "Xiao Jiu, I'm not feeling well today."

Zhang Jiu said anxiously: "Is there a problem with the curse seal? Let me have a look."

He said, reaching out to touch Duanmu Jinyang's face, Duanmu Jinyang turned around and grabbed Zhang Jiu's hand, saying: "It's not the curse seal, the curse seal has not been activated, there is no problem, the problem is myself... Do you remember?" What am I?"

Duanmu Jinyang lowered his eyes and stared at Zhang Jiu. When he lowered his eyes, his eyes narrowed. The expression was very gentle. Every time he saw this expression, Zhang Jiu's heart beat faster.

Duanmu Jinyang said: "I am a demon, Xiao Jiu. When I see you getting close to others, you can't even call it close, I feel uncomfortable. I am afraid that I will hurt you."

Zhang Jiu looked up at Duanmu Jinyang, blinked, suddenly laughed, raised his hand and pinched Duanmu Jinyang's chin, and said angrily: "Who do you think I am? Am I afraid of a demon?" ? If you can hurt me, I will bite you hard and kill you..."

As he said, he stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to hook Duanmu Jinyang's neck, opened his mouth, bit on the side of Duanmu Jinyang's neck, bit a piece of meat, bit down hard, and heard Duanmu Jinyang "hiss" With a sound, he let go of his teeth, then stuck out his tongue, and gently licked the bite marks he made, seemingly deliberately, and smiled.

A slight tingling sensation, followed by a wet little tongue, which was wet and hot. Due to the lack of yang in Zhang Jiu's body, his body was always cold, but the temperature in his mouth was very high. That feeling made Duanmu Jin angry .

Duanmu Jinyang slammed him down on the dressing table, and said with a smile, "Did you mess with me?"

Zhang Jiu raised his chin, his eyes had turned dark green, and said, "Your prisoner, why don't you serve me quickly? If you feel uncomfortable, I will bite you later."

Duanmu Jinyang lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, his movements were pure and gentle, and said softly: "I wish for it."

But Zhang Jiu's face turned red. For some reason, his heart beat a little faster, not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Sanfen and Ermao were watching cartoons in the living room, only to find that the adults and elder brother were washing dishes in the kitchen. After washing for a long, long time, Tu Lu and Baibai both came back from a walk, and they hadn't finished washing the dishes.

San Fen smiled and said, "Maybe I'm doing a big cleaning."

Feng Mang was lying on the bed, sleeping a bit darkly, with a "gurgling" sound in his stomach, and then slowly opened his eyes. The room was very strange, very spacious, with a high ceiling, without that kind of oppressive feeling, and the bed was very comfortable. soft.

The room was very dark, the curtains were drawn to block the outside light, only a small night light was on near the bedside, the light was reddish, not glaring at all, very soft.

Feng Mang sat up and saw a glass of water on the bedside table with a note under it. Feng Mang picked up the glass and took a sip. Feeling that his hands were still trembling, he pinched the note and glanced at it.

It was written by Zhang Jiu, saying that the food was kept in the refrigerator to prevent it from spoiling because of the hot weather. If he woke up hungry, he could ask him to heat up the meal. Zhang Jiu also wrote where his room was, and he would knock on the door if he had something to do.

Feng Mang looked at the words on it, his throat rolled a bit, maybe it was a long period of lethargy that made his throat hoarse, as if it was about to catch fire, he picked up the water glass, and drank two more gulps.

Just when he was about to put down the water glass and opened his eyes, he suddenly saw a black figure appearing in front of him.

"Ho..."

Feng Mang's hand trembled, and the glass almost fell to the ground.

The black figure reached out to grab it, and firmly held the glass in his hand, without spilling any remaining water in it.

"Father... righteous father."

Feng Mang was startled, but he quickly calmed down and opened his mouth to call out.

The black figure was facing the night light, and his face was very clearly illuminated. He was sitting in a wheelchair, and he looked like a middle-aged man, about 35 to 40 years old. His face was very gentle, with a With a smile, there are lines on the corners of his mouth. Such lines make him not look old, but gentle and caring.

The man suddenly appeared in the room, put the water glass gently on the table, reached out to touch Feng Mang's forehead, and said, "Are you sick? Are you feeling better?"

Feng Mang was flattered, nodded quickly and said, "I'm fine now."

As the man said, he withdrew his hand. It seemed that turning his face was faster than turning over a book. He also retracted his smile and said, "Your vigilance is getting worse and worse, injured, absent-minded?"

Feng Mang suddenly became nervous, clenched the quilt tightly with both hands, and said, "Yes... I'm sorry."

The man said: "Do you know that foster father doesn't support useless people?"

Feng Mang became even more panicked at once, opened his eyes wide, and said anxiously: "I'm sorry, I... foster father..."

The man suddenly retracted the indifference on his face, gently stroked Feng Mang's cheek, and said, "A good boy who is a foster father, you know?"

Feng Mang immediately said, "I know."

The man said: "You are injured, take a good rest, and you can also have a good relationship with Zhang Jiu and the others."

Feng Mang nodded, and said, "Father, Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang are not simple, one of Zhang Jiu's shikigami is the fourth master of the underworld, you should leave quickly, in case you are discovered..."

The man shook his head and said, "It's okay, foster father will watch you rest before leaving."

Feng Mang was a little at a loss, he didn't know why the man was cold and indifferent, he never knew what the man was thinking.

The man smiled and said, "Besides, I have arranged someone beside Zhang Jiu, so you can rest at ease and recover from your injuries."

Feng Mang was surprised for a while, and said, "Arrange someone?"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head to look at the door. There was a person standing at the door. The person was leaning against the door frame, with a thin and slender figure. He could only see the person's long bare legs, and his face was blocked by the shadow, so he couldn't see his face clearly. , a head of long hair let loose, drooping naturally, shaking invisibly in the dark...