Possessive relationship

After waking up the next day, I only had a hazy memory of what happened last night. I remembered that I drank too much, and Qingqing wiped my face, but why was I naked and how did I get into bed? But I can't remember anything.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a severe headache, as if someone had hit me hard with a hammer inside my skull.I was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but as soon as I sat up, I kicked something by my feet.

"Qingqing?" I rubbed my eyes, and found that it was Qingqing kneeling beside my bed, with her head lightly resting on the corner of my bed and falling asleep.

"Master, are you awake? Do you want some water?" Before I could say anything, he poured water for me, and mixed it with honey. I drank the whole glass and felt a little better.

I rubbed my painful temples, my head was a little dazed, and I asked him, "Why are you sleeping here?"

"After serving the master last night, I was afraid that the master would call me in the middle of the night, so I didn't leave, but I didn't expect to fall asleep."

I was surprised, so he knelt here all night!I reached out and touched his arm, it was really cool, and then I touched his forehead, fortunately the temperature is not high, but kneeling for a whole night, even if he is in good health and does not have a fever, it is enough for him to feel uncomfortable.

I lifted the quilt and said with a bit of distress: "Come in, don't catch a cold."

"Master, don't worry, slave..." Reluctant to listen to his words, I stretched out my hand and dragged him in, let him lie down and wrapped him in a quilt, and hugged him tightly from behind.Sure enough, Qingqing's whole body was cold.

"Thank you master." Qingqing blushed again, but finally obediently let me hold her without moving.

"It's cold, kneeling on the ground is easy to catch cold, old people will definitely have joint pain, can you listen to what I say?" I hugged him half complaining and half warning, trying to cover him with my body temperature.But who knows, after hearing what I said, Qingqing sighed quietly, and said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, it will happen after the slave gets old. The master probably won't see that day."

When I heard this, my heart was shocked, and I asked quietly: "I will not see that day, where do you want to go when Qingqing is old?"

"Ah? Qingqing, what Qingqing means is that when Qingqing gets old, she will be useless to the master, so Qingqing thinks that the master should wait until that day..."

"Nonsense!" I don't like his self-pity and self-pity the most. I stretched out my hand and pinched his waist. The pinch was not heavy, but I heard Qing Qing hissing. I curiously lifted the quilt to have a look, no Unbeknownst to him, it turned out that his waist had already been bruised and purple.

"What's going on?" I narrowed my eyes, a little dissatisfied.But Qingqing said indifferently: "Master was drunk yesterday, Qingqing was careless when serving you."

"I did this?" I wondered in my heart, did I get so violent when I was drunk?I can't remember anything about last night, so there shouldn't be anything I did unconsciously, right?

I looked at him again, but found no other traces, so I lay back down again, slapped his buttocks twice, and warned: "Qingqing, don't say anything about the fact that I don't want you in the future, don't let you think about it all day long. "

"Yes, Qingqing understands." He lowered his eyes, still looking a little uneasy, so I hugged him tightly, the temperature of the two bodies passed each other, and they were very closely connected.

I hugged him like this for a while, then suddenly I remembered something, and asked softly in his ear: "Qingqing, do you remember what happened when you were young?"

Qingqing's body tensed up instantly, but I hugged him even tighter, letting him lie in my arms obediently.

He looked at me in panic, shook his head, and said, "Qingqing doesn't remember."

"Lie." I bit his ear, pulled him back and held him down before he got up and knelt down, let him continue to lie down, loosened his arms a little, but Qingqing took the initiative to move closer.

He tentatively asked: "Does the master not allow slaves to have secrets?"

I smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Tell me your story, isn't it your story anymore? Didn't I also let you know my secret?"

He was silent, his eyes wandered around, and finally landed on my bare chest. He pressed his face to my heart, as if he wanted to tell a story to my heart, and murmured; I remember too much, but it seems that I have been beaten since I was a child, the place I live in is very big, the adults are very busy, and no one has time to care about me."

I didn't correct his usage of address, but just listened quietly, stroking his back to encourage him.I adjusted my posture and half pressed on him, embracing him so that he could lean on my shoulder, and I could kiss his forehead as soon as I lowered my head.

"Who is that always bullying you? Dad treats you badly?"

Qingqing faltered for a while, then said: "He seems to be always busy and rarely comes home, usually he is the elder brother."

"Do the adults in the family care?"

"They don't believe it."

Do not believe?I raised my eyebrows, vaguely aware that there was a story to this.I kissed Qingqing's forehead and encouraged me: "Children fight, why don't you believe it?"

Qingqing suddenly trembled all over, she didn't want to look up at me without saying anything, but said reluctantly: "No, it's not just about fighting."

My heart sank, thinking of Gu Zhenlin's reputation outside, I had a bad premonition.I patted Qingqing's back to calm him down, and hugged him without saying anything until he stopped shaking. When he recovered a little, I asked rhetorically, "He touched you, didn't he?"

Qingqing began to tremble again, this time even more violently, and struggled to leave my embrace, I used a lot of strength to hold him down, Qingqing looked at me with despair, and said dryly: "Master, I'm sorry, they lied to you. It's not clean early in the morning, and the trainers discovered it early, so Qingqing...Qingqing...It's better to be discovered by the buyer..."

"That's why you're always afraid, isn't it?"

He didn't speak, but nodded silently.

I didn't know what it was like, so I let go of my arm a little bit, and sighed; "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask."

But Qingqing suddenly got into my arms as if she was even more afraid, leaning on my chest and pleading softly: "Master, don't go, don't go, Qingqing will tell you, Qingqing will tell you everything."

I couldn't bear to listen any longer, and didn't want to see clearly that I was tortured by these horrible memories, but on the other hand, I felt that keeping this matter in his heart would only make him more and more uneasy, so I could only ruthlessly He said cruelly, "Speak."

"My brother, he, he wanted to fuck me. If I refused to let him, he would hit me. I couldn't beat him, so he... At that time, I didn't understand what was going on, but it hurt. Later, he made a He bleed a lot, afraid of being found out, so he quietly took me to the hospital, then threw me outside, gave me a little money, and told me not to go home again. At first I didn’t want to go back, but later I didn’t know each other when I wanted to go back. I almost starved to death on the street, but was found and picked there later."

He spoke relatively fluently in this passage. I was surprised that he didn't seem to be the most afraid of being a slave on the island. I hugged him again and said softly: "It hurts, right? You were so young at the time."

"Master, in fact, I, Qingqing... are on the island... the trainers..."

I saw that he started to tremble again, so I lowered my head and kissed him, Qingqing calmed down, looked at me blankly, with a confused expression on my face, and said, "You are mine now, and you can give your past to me. If you don't have those In the past, you might not have met me, would you?"

Qingqing's eyes turned red, and she murmured: "You are too kind to me."

"What's so good about me." I chuckled, stroked the hair on the back of his head, and reminded him: "It's just that compared with them, I didn't hit you the worst, and I didn't treat you the worst. Give you some medicine. Besides, it's because of my own problems that I didn't hurry to fuck you, is that okay? "

"Yes..." He hesitated, I let him go, and said ruthlessly, "You just don't have the chance to live a normal life, and you may know at that time that this is not good."

I got up and got out of bed, Qingqing knelt on the bed and looked at me helplessly, and asked in a low voice: "Master, why did you tell Qingqing this?"

I fastened the cuff buttons of my shirt. Hearing his question, I was puzzled for a while, thought for a while, and said, "Because I'm not a good master, Qingqing. I don't like such a boring and cruel game."

Because I haven't got what I want, because I know that the real possession is what people offer with both hands, not what is tied on the collar and cannot escape.

I don't know if Chen Zhiyao has ever possessed me, but he doesn't own me.What you really own will not run away even if you let go of the rope.