devil's pet

The two came to Wang Zichen's office one after the other. Zhu Xinyan poured tea for them, gave them a sweet smile, turned and left the office.

After Zhu Xinyan left, there was silence in the office. Zhuo Xiran was a little nervous. He suddenly remembered the snack box he was holding in his arms. He just took this opportunity to send out the snacks. He quickly took out a box of snacks and put them on the other party's desk. , pushed forward: "Mr. Wang, this is to honor you."

Wang Zichen glanced at the snack box, "What did you call me?"

Zhuo Xiran was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly changed his words, "Master, master."

Wang Zichen nodded.

He stood up slowly, walked to Zhuo Xiran's side, lifted his chin to look, Zhuo Xiran was so nervous that he held his breath, lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him.

Wang Zichen suddenly grabbed his collar, dragged him to the bathroom, pressed him in the bathtub, and sprayed his head and body with the shower.

"Ah! What are you going to do?" Zhuo Xiran was so sprayed that she couldn't open her eyes, her hands could only touch the bottom of the bathtub to prevent slipping.

Wang Zichen couldn't help saying, squeezed a lot of shampoo on his head, rubbed his hair roughly, the rich foam flowed into Zhuo Xiran's eyes, making him unable to open his eyes, so Wang Zichen helped him clean his face. After washing, his hand was very strong, Zhuo Xiran felt that a layer of skin must have been rubbed off his face, he screamed in pain, but was yelled back by the other party, "If you dare to make a little noise, I will kill you!" throw you out the window!"

Zhuo Xiran was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound anymore, he could only hum and hum, resigned to his fate and let the other party manipulate him.

After Zhuo Xiran finished cooking, the bathroom was in a mess, and the clothes on both of them were soaked.

Wang Zichen took off his suit and threw it aside, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, grabbed Zhuo Xiran by the collar like a puppy, and threw him on the carpet.Zhuo Xiran knelt and sat on the spot, panting heavily, feeling like she was alive after a catastrophe.

Wang Zichen kicked Zhuo Xiran's knee with the tip of his shoe, "Raise your head!"

Zhuo Xiran obediently raised her head to check for him, Wang Zichen looked around, her painted face was considered clean.

Wang Zichen sat on the chair and calmed down, and said, "Come here."

Zhuo Xiran hurriedly got up from the ground, walked over, and was kicked to the ground by him as soon as he got in front of him, a big butt came up, Wang Zichen said calmly, "Are you dumb?"

"No, it's not." Zhuo Xiran expressed shock at Wang Zichen's bad behavior, but soon realized that the other party was a demon, no matter how bad things he did were not unusual.just...just...

"Then I called you over, how should you answer?" Wang Zichen asked patiently.

Zhuo Xiran thought desperately, "Master, what are your orders?" Zhuo Xiran knelt down at Wang Zichen's feet.

Wang Zichen was a little satisfied. He glanced at the snack box and said, "Open that."

Zhuo Xiran quickly picked up the snack box, opened it and held it in front of the other party, "Master, please use."

It's puffs.

Wang Zichen picked one up and tasted it, and it tasted pretty good.

Seeing the other party eating the snacks he had prepared, Zhuo Xiran felt a little joy in his miserable and chaotic heart.

Wang Zichen glanced at Zhuo Xiran who was beaming with joy, and suddenly pushed the other's knees apart with the toe of his shoes, "Split your legs apart."

Zhuo Xiran was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Wang Zichen meant.

Zhuo Xiran watched the pair of black and spotless leather shoes push his knees away, and the other party's voice sounded again: "You must let me say it a second time before you understand?"

Zhuo Xiran swallowed his saliva, and hesitantly separated his legs. The way of kneeling in a figure-eight shape made him feel a little uncomfortable. Isn't this posture a bit strange?

Zhuo Xiran's eyes were fixed on the other's leather shoes, these feet are so perfect, there are ankles, long legs, and...um...?

Zhuo Xiran suddenly came back to his senses, because the pair of leather shoes was now stepping on the most sensitive position between his legs, Zhuo Xiran gasped, his body immediately trembled like an electric shock, he quickly grabbed The other party's trousers, "Master, master!?"

Wang Zichen lazily said "Huh?", but his feet were crushed hard. Zhuo Xiran seemed to be struck by lightning, and suddenly fell on Wang Zichen's lap, holding the opponent's calf tightly with both hands, and he groaned After two beeps, the body began to twitch.

Wang Zichen's feet moved twice quickly, and suddenly he kicked him away. He looked at the bulge between the opponent's legs, and asked him puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Xiran's flushed face lost its color in an instant, and he was terrified by the strange reaction of his body. He quickly pulled up his T-shirt to cover up his shame, and lowered his head.

Wang Zichen raised his chin and forced him to look directly into his eyes. He smiled and said, "Why are you so shy? There's nothing shameful about it. It's just your instinct. Only by facing your own instinct can you get endless pleasure. .”

Zhuo Xiran's whole body became hot from Wang Zichen's sight, and an electric current flowed through his body, making him almost lose his ability to think.This familiar feeling reminded him of those shameful dreams he had had.He looked at the other's fascinating face with a feeling of anticipation and fear.

"Master..." Zhuo Xiran's voice was as hoarse as a crow.

"Now, do as I say." Wang Zichen's voice was so gentle that it was numb.

Zhuo Xiran nodded.

He let go of Zhuo Xiran's chin, looked at Zhuo Xiran's crotch, "First, untie your belt."

Zhuo Xiran froze for a moment, and glanced at Wang Zichen uncertainly. Wang Zichen didn't speak in an orderly tone, but sounded like an irresistible magic power, he urged him, "Untie it."

Zhuo Xiran hesitantly unbuttoned his belt, his fingers trembling a little.

"Okay, good boy, now open the pants door." Wang Zichen instructed patiently.

Zhuo Xiran almost exhausted the greatest willpower in his life before he opened the privacy pants.

Wang Zichen opened the trousers door to a wider angle with the tip of his shoe, and touched his sensitive mushroom through the white underwear, causing a slight convulsion in his body, followed by a gasp.

Zhuo Xiran was confused by the strange, poppy-like comfort. He couldn't help letting go of his guard, expecting to get something from the other party, but he couldn't describe what it was, it was an inexplicable expectation.

Wang Zichen leaned closer to him, the tips of their noses were almost touching, Zhuo Xiran felt that what he was inhaling was not air, but the breath of the other party, a smell that made people crazy, his eyes gradually blurred, and his breathing became blurred. He felt more and more unsteady, he felt the other party's fingers to loosen the tightness of his underwear, and the air rushed into the closed space, exposing his privacy to the outside world, and then he saw Wang Zichen glanced down, this series of actions, Zhuo Xiran almost groaned.His, his place was seen by Wang Zichen, he was looking at his body...

Realizing this, little brother Zhuo became as hard as a rock uncontrollably.

Just when he was intoxicated with selflessness, Wang Zichen suddenly poured the box of puff puffs into his underwear, which surprised Zhuo Xiran.Wang Zichen let go of his hand, and his underwear snapped back.Zhuo Xiran stared at the big bulge in his crotch with wide eyes, not understanding what he wanted to do.

Wang Zichen's leather shoes stepped on the big bulge again, Zhuo Xiran's face turned pale, he quickly grabbed the other's feet, and begged: "Master...don't...ah!" Before he could finish speaking, Wang Zichen's The feet began to crush quickly, and the cream burst out from the core of each puff, and the relatively rough pastry skin and the cream squeezed and rubbed against Zhuo Xiaodi, making Zhuo Xiran shout out unbearably on the spot.

The shy and soft little brother who has never seen the world can't bear this kind of strong and rough stimulation. The liquid stored in the pouch for a long time boils instantly, like magma filled with huge pressure, crushing waves on the other side When Zhuo Xiran climbed to the top, it wrapped around Wang Zichen's calf like a vine, and the aftertaste of the tide made him twitch.

Wang Zichen didn't give the other party time to breathe, immediately kicked him aside, and asked him in a cold voice with the completely opposite attitude from before: "Are you comfortable?"

Zhuo Xiran nodded weakly.

At this moment, Zhuo Xiran was extremely fragile mentally and physically. He leaned against the cabinet at the boss's desk, raised his head, and was panting violently. He didn't dare to look directly into the other's eyes, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Wang Zichen helped him zip up the zipper and tie his belt, and the sticky stuff was wrapped in his crotch, then he patted his head, "Remember this feeling, this is your instinct, bitch." He grabbed his crotch hard and rubbed the sticky stuff inside, making Zhuo Xiran let out a low moan. He looked at Wang Zichen helplessly. Pan said in a gentle and seductive voice: "You are not allowed to take a bath tonight, just wear these underwear to sleep, if you dare to be disobedient, get out of me!"

Zhuo Xiran groaned in bewilderment, he glanced at Wang Zichen strangely, and nodded.

Wang Zichen squeezed his sensitive part hard, "What does nodding mean? I don't understand."

Zhuo Xiran hurriedly said: "Haha... um! Got it, got the master!"

Wang Zichen smiled in satisfaction, stretched his slender middle finger into the waist of his trousers, drew out the white sticky substance, and sent it into Zhuo Xiran's mouth, twitching his lips back and forth, softly said: "This is your own. Taste, is it delicious?"

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Afterwards, Wang Zichen did not let Zhuo Xiran go home, but gathered all the staff and asked to finish recording the last single.

Zhuo Xiran sang in the recording studio wearing those sticky underwear. The strange and uncomfortable feeling, coupled with Wang Zichen staring at him in the control room, made him unable to concentrate on singing. It was not until midnight that Wang Zichen accommodated and allowed to continue recording the next day.

Zhuo Xiran returned home, looked at the dirty underwear, hugged her head and bumped against the wall, why did he do such a thing with Wang Zichen?Is he dreaming?He must be dreaming... like he used to dream.

Zhuo Xiran was lying under the quilt, maintaining a very awkward posture, the sticky debris in his crotch rubbed against the fragile little brother Zhuo, forcing him to think about Wang Zichen all the time, everything that happened before was vivid in his memory, making Zhuo Xiran's heart beat Speeding up, his body is getting hotter and hotter, and everything about the other party makes him so excited that he can't sleep no matter what.

He is really sick!It must be!

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