The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

The man reached out and touched his damp temple hair, his tone of surprise and ridicule coexisted.

"Have you had a dream?"

"Who... who has a dream, don't be wronged..."

The man grabbed his stem with one hand, and held down his body that was about to bounce: "It's so hard, what is it that you are dreaming? I can feel your twisting in my sleep..."

His lifeblood was firmly held in the man's hand, and there was nothing to hide. Zhong Ming was so ashamed that he couldn't speak. He wanted to pull the man's hand away, but the man firmly held his lifeblood. Don't let go.He was ashamed and annoyed, and his voice finally softened: "Can I beg you? Let go."

"I'll help you."

As soon as the man said that, he started to stroke his hands, and asked viciously as he stroked, "Have you ever masturbated yourself?"

Zhong Ming shook his head, he had never masturbated before, he gasped so much that he ejaculated within 2 minutes, the pleasure was so shocking that his thighs were twitching.The first few ejaculations in a boy's life are unparalleled, quite shocking, and even a little startling.The man put his hand in front of him, smiled and said, "Look at your own things."

Zhong Ming's eyes seemed to be out of focus, only his own deafening heartbeat was heard. The man turned over and took off his pajama pants, and said, "I'm hard too, so you can help me."

Zhong Ming helped Ling Zhigang complete the release without recovering completely. The thing under Ling Zhigang's crotch was thick and black and long, hideous and a bit ugly, not as good-looking as him at all.Zhong Ming kept busy with both hands, wanted to escape, but felt that this was what he should do, the man sprayed on his body during the struggle, the angry muscles and muffled voice were extremely sexy.

But Ling Zhigang is obviously not as easy to satisfy as he is, one time is not enough, and the second time he holds his buttocks and squeezes out the deep buttocks slit, letting Huge pump it inside.That piece of delicate skin was rubbed red, and Zhong Ming clutched the quilt, worrying about what would happen if Ling Zhigang accidentally inserted it, and broke out in a sweat.

The result of the madness was that Zhong Ming couldn't fall asleep all night, and got up before dawn the next day, and went out for a run.

From then on, Zhong Ming would do a psychological preparation for himself every time before going to bed. He borrowed a horror novel from the school library and read it for a while before going to bed every day. Sometimes he didn’t like it, but he would force himself to read it .Because he thinks day by day and night dreams, the reason why he had such a shameless dream last time was because he thought Ling Zhigang was pretty good during the day, and he resolutely refused to think about Ling Zhi before going to bed again. Just.

But the reality is always cruel. Now he is no longer the bell ringer who had no desires and desires before. He knows the happiness that sex brings him, and he is deeply shocked by it. The agitation of adolescence always forces him to think of it from time to time.The most terrible thing is that Ling Zhigang always likes to hug him when he is sleeping, and sometimes he will bury him in his stomach in a perverted and exaggerated way and inhale his smell deeply, while inhaling and saying: "You smell so good, I can feel it when I smell it."

What Zhong Ming heard was terrified. Every time he took a bath, except for soap, he didn't even use body wash anymore, but what Ling Zhigang was fascinated by was obviously not the smell of his body wash or soap, but his personal smell. Everyone All different tastes.

So Zhong Ming went to the Taekwondo gym more frequently, and for the sake of psychological balance, he also used Ling Zhigang's money to pay the tuition.

Use Ling Zhigang's money to learn Taekwondo, and then deal with Ling Zhigang after learning it, how relieved it is!

Their taekwondo coach didn't care much at first, but he seemed to be moved by his hard work and taught him personally.Zhong Ming has long arms and long legs, and he has never been considered stupid in sports, so he quickly learned how to do it. After ten days, he firmly subdued the opponent who knocked him down to the ground.

Feng Shui took turns, when he came to his house today, Zhong Ming imitated the tone of his opponent in the past and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"

"No more fights, no more fights." His opponent begged for mercy, lying on the ground covered in sweat.

Zhong Ming held his breath for so long, and finally let out some. Every pore on his body was full of joy. He thought that he would be so happy after beating down an opponent. If one day he can firmly subdue Ling Zhigang, How refreshing is that!

Zhong Ming could hardly use up all his strength.

Until one day, Zhang Jianghe called him and said, "Boss seems to know that you lied to him."

Zhong Ming was startled, and asked, "He went to your place?"

"Well." Zhang Jianghe said: "He came to pick you up from me for some reason today. It was so sudden that I didn't know it in advance. I was caught off guard by him. But I didn't betray you, he asked me Where have you been, I said you just went back."

As soon as Zhong Ming heard it, he hung up the phone and ran home quickly. When he ran into the community, he happened to meet Ling Zhi just driving back. He looked through the window and said, "Didn't you take the car?"

"I want to exercise and exercise, so I ran back." Zhong Ming was still panting, his eyes wide open.

"That's enough for you to run, Zhang Jiang and his family are seven or eight miles away from here, right?"

After he finished speaking, he drove past him in a car. Zhong Ming took a deep breath and began to think about how to make up the lie.

Making up stories is actually something he is good at. After thinking about it, he walked into the house, lay down on the sofa when he got home, and said, "I'm exhausted after running so far."

He was really tired. He ran all the way from the Taekwondo gym. Although the distance was not far, he had been practicing Taekwondo for several hours. He was not pretending to be exhausted. He lay down for a while, and when Ling Zhigang didn't respond, he got up and went He took a shower in the bathroom, and when he came out of the shower, the man suddenly asked him, "Have I sleepwalked in the middle of the night recently?"

"Huh?" Zhong Ming rubbed his hair and asked, "Sleepwalking?"

"I've seen that your body is always bruised and purple recently. Looking back, I don't seem to have touched you very much. Did I sleepwalk and beat you up?"

Zhong Ming looked Ling Zhigang coldly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.Because Ling Zhigang's tone was completely different from what he said. What he said seemed to be joking, but his tone was cold.Zhong Ming cleared his throat and asked tentatively, "Do you know anything?"

"What do I know?"

Ling Zhigang will always have this yin and yang tone, and he has to let others admit everything.But Zhong Ming felt that as long as he was not sure that Ling Zhigang already knew about him learning Taekwondo, he didn't intend to tell him, because he knew that if he wanted to win, he had to win by surprise. Personal body, the difference is not 01:30...

Zhong Ming's purpose of learning taekwondo is actually very simple. He didn't want to rise up against him or take revenge on Ling Zhigang, or that he was beaten badly because Ling Zhigang wanted to leave him. He didn't have such big ambitions.He just wanted to win, not any reward after winning.He just wanted to beat Ling Zhigang, so that Ling Zhigang suddenly realized one day that he was no longer his opponent, and he could no longer rely on physical strength to conquer him.

He could imagine how Ling Zhigang was knocked to the ground by him one day. He must have been shocked, even furious. What he wanted to knock down was something in Ling Zhigang's heart. Can't get strong.

So Zhong Ming said, "How do I know what you know? I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

"I'm not against you learning Taekwondo." The man suddenly looked at him and said, "I don't mind if you exercise." As he spoke, he threw a book in front of him, which was about the basics of Taekwondo.

"Why are you rummaging through my schoolbag!" Zhong Ming hurried over and snatched his own schoolbag: "Do you know what privacy is? Don't rummage through my things. I never touch yours. .”

"You can move my things as you like. Since I keep them at home, I am not afraid of you moving them." Ling Zhigang continued: "I said, you exercise and learn your skills. I don't care about you, but I remember that I used to talk to you I said a word."

Zhong Ming clutched his schoolbag, his expression a bit ugly.

"I said, you can lie to me, but only if you can deceive me. If you can deceive me, I can ignore it, but if you don't have this ability, you'd better not lie in front of me... I said something like If so?"

"Haven't you ever told a lie...you've always been sincere?"

"If I can do it myself, I will ask others to do it. I basically do what I ask of you. This is a habit I have developed over the years. If I don't set an example, the people below will not be convinced .I ask you to be honest, because I am honest in front of you, what to say, I ask you to be loyal, because I will not go out and fuck."

This is true. This seems to be the only commendable aspect of Ling Zhigang's character.

"I... I'm afraid that if you find out, you think I'm not doing my job properly..." Zhong Ming never repents: "I'm afraid that you won't agree."

Ling Zhigang suddenly asked: "Which step have you learned, have you entered the stage?"

"How can I, I'm a beginner, very low-level..."

Taekwondo is divided into ten levels and nine dans. Beginners start from the tenth level and gradually rise to the first level, and then enter the dan. The dans are just the opposite, from 8st to [-]th dan. The higher the dan, the better the level. Zhong Ming just entered the yellow belt, which is [-]th level. It is only higher than the white belt and the white yellow belt, and it belongs to the bottom three. Their coach said that if he works harder, he will be able to enter the yellow and green belt. His highest goal is to enter the stage. very impressive.

"Do you want me to give you extra tutoring at home?"

Zhong Ming said "Hmm?" and raised his head.

"I practiced this too."

Zhong Ming felt that he was about to cry, so he managed to calm down and asked, "You, have you ever learned this before?"

"Didn't I tell you that when I was young, my mother asked me to learn everything, I don't like piano, I was forced to learn it, but Taekwondo is my personal hobby, and it has brought me a lot of benefits, When I was young, I fought fists, thanks to a little bit of practice when I was young."

"Then...then what step have you learned, have you entered the stage?"

"[-]th degree black belt." The man looked at him, as if he could see all the thoughts in his heart.

Zhong Ming remembered that when they first learned Taekwondo, their teacher told them that it is already remarkable for ordinary people to get a first-degree black belt, except those who are extremely accomplished or who have made outstanding contributions to Taekwondo can reach seventh to ninth, fourth The sixth dan is a very high-level dan, and their coaches are only at the fourth dan.

Zhong Ming wanted to cry, his spring is still so far away, this damn Ling Zhigang is really not human!