Home Mo was as frightened as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, looking at Jingze with frightened eyes.

Jing Ze, on the other hand, was like a lunatic in a state of madness, unable to listen to his words at all.

Jing Ze stretched his hand under He Mo's leg, grabbed him directly, and carried him on his shoulder.

The sudden suspension made He Mo grab Jing Ze's shoulder in a panic. He didn't know what he would face next, but what he knew was that Jing Ze would not let him go easily.

Punishment is fine, but the question is... what about takeaway?

His takeaway hasn't arrived yet.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, let me apologize to you, and play with those toys with you, don't be angry, okay?" Homer is still a little self-aware.

Compared with Jing Ze's strength value, it is like an egg hitting a rock.

Although he had never seen Jingze's strength fully activated, he knew that Jingze had learned Sanda and martial arts. If his strength was fully activated, Jingze probably could kill a hundred of him by himself.

Jing Ze snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Really, since you have said so, brother, then you can play with me well."

Of course, this game is not a casual game.

How could he give up if he didn't play Homer until he passed out.

Home Mo felt that he was doomed, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, Jing Ze's strength was too great, he couldn't break free at all.

Jing Ze watched He Mo into the room, and threw him on the bed.

Anyway, Homer's parents have gone on a trip and are not at home, so he can do whatever he wants.

For example... You can expand the discussion venue for philosophical issues, go out of the room, corridors are also good, bathrooms, living rooms, kitchens, and balconies can also be considered.

Homer lay on the bed and looked at Jingze.

A tooth mark was bitten on his shoulder by Jing Ze, and there was a lot of blood, which stained a large area of ​​his clothes and pants red.

Still hurting now.

There was still blood on the corner of Jingze's mouth, showing a smile, accompanied by the cold aura emanating from his body, like an extremely dangerous monster.

Looking at his smile, Homer couldn't help but panic.

Jing Ze turned around and walked over to take out all the toys from the box they bought, stood in front of Homer, and asked with a smile, "Brother, which one do you want to start with?"

Originally there were only a dozen of them, but when Jingze came back this morning, he went to the store and bought them all.

So...... there is this big box.

Homer's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the box of toys in disbelief.

The types inside are already complete, and there are all kinds of them.

If he tried all this on him, he might not be able to get out of bed for the whole holiday.

"Brother, there are too many things to choose from?" Jing Ze casually took out a walnut-sized object, grabbed the rope and shook it in front of Home Mo.

His deep voice is like a devil's rattle, urging people to die: "If brother can't choose, then let's try one by one and see which one brother likes best."

Homer listened to his words and looked at him in horror.

Sure enough, this little guy had no intention of letting him go.

"Farewell...if I use this all over again, I might end up in the hospital." Homer's voice trembled a little.

Although he likes to be exciting, this is too exciting.

Homer said he was afraid, but his words were evasive, but his body was very honest, his eyes flicked back and forth among the toys in the box.

Jing Ze sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand towards Home Mo, and pinched the back of Home Mo's neck with his broad palm, "Oh? Really? Brother, how do I see that you seem very excited?"

Homer showed an embarrassed smile, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "How could that be."

.......

The bathroom door opened.

Jing Ze walked out with bare feet and nothing on.

His short hair was still dripping wet, his deep eyes were filled with cold light, there were two or three teeth marks on his strong chest muscles, and his broad back was covered with scratches.

Jing Ze looked at He Mo who was lying limp on the bed and had completely passed out, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

He had only worked with Homer for more than three hours, and Homer was so tired that he passed out.

But Jing Ze didn't mean to let him go, even though he was already unconscious, he still continued, and the whole process lasted for almost eight hours.

Homer fainted and woke up again, woke up and fainted again.

Now his whole body is covered with various things, leaving many strawberry marks and prints on his snow-white skin.

Even some places have been slightly bruised.

Homer is now like a broken rag doll, pitiful.

Jing Ze only took a few glances, and felt the fire of desire burning all over his body again, and he frowned irritably.

He was also a little thirsty, so he walked out of the bedroom, went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of water.

Jing Ze was too lazy to put on his clothes and pants, so he just sat on the sofa with nothing on, watching the phone on the table in front of him vibrate and ringing.

He remembered that when he and Homer were discussing philosophical issues on the sofa, the mobile phone kept receiving all kinds of messages and kept ringing.

Who is it?So concerned?

It was after one o'clock in the afternoon when Homer came back, and it is already ten o'clock in the evening now.

The message sound is still ringing non-stop? !

Jing Ze frowned irritably, his eyes were burning with anger.

He leaned forward and took the phone over.

Homer's frequency lock code is his birthday.

1101

After Jing Ze turned on the phone, he looked at all the missed calls.

A total of 34 missed calls.

There are 394 unread messages.

And it is still increasing.

Jing Ze looked at the names of these people.

Jiang Xuesong, Cheng Rui, Zuo Lu, Bai Yuanjie, Bie Yixuan...there are a few others assigned by class representatives.

Jingze clicked in one by one to read the information.

[Jiang Xuesong: Sorry, I didn't believe you before. 】

[Jiang Xuesong: I have already heard about the results. 】

......

A total of dozens of messages were sent, and there was nothing excessive about it.

[Cheng Rui: Wife, call my husband to listen again. 】

[Cheng Rui: My husband has helped you so much, can't you call me a few more times? 】

[Cheng Rui: Hurry up and call your husband to listen. 】

.......

[Zuo Lu: Baby, brother is too hard, your area may be swollen, remember to apply some medicine. 】

[Zuo Lu: Baby, are you angry? 】

[Zuo Lu, okay, don’t be angry, brother promises to squeeze the milk out next time, okay? 】

.......

[Bai Yuanjie: I agreed to make women's clothing with me. 】

[Bai Yuanjie: You can choose any day during the holiday. 】

【Bai Yuanjie: Do you want to try being outside?Come out in the middle of the night, there will be no one else. 】

......

[Bie Yixuan: Two videos. 】

Jing Ze finished watching all the information and the two videos.

He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. In a fit of rage, he grabbed the drink on the table and threw it out.

The drink hit the wall, and with a bang, it exploded in an instant.

There was a big wet patch on the wall.

Jing Ze gritted his teeth, wishing he could kill all those people right now.

All this really made him unbelievable.

He Mo has only been here in Nancheng for three short months, and the changes have turned upside down.

Or maybe it's not that the world has changed dramatically.

But Homer's nature is like this, he is the kind of cold and careless person by nature, how could he possibly resist the temptation of desire?

Jing Ze sat in the living room all night.

There were thirty or forty cigarette butts on the ashtray that hadn't been used for a long time on the table, and a strong smell of cigarettes lingered in the whole living room.

Jing Ze had put on his clothes and pants when he went out to buy cigarettes, and now he was sitting on the sofa, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the white smoke was floating in the air.

He sat all night and smoked all night.

He didn't reply to any of Homer's messages.

At noon, Homer opened his eyes in a daze.

He hadn't eaten for a whole day, his stomach ached from hunger, his head seemed to have been filled with a few catties of water, he was dizzy and heavy, his waist was sore and his back hurt as if he had been disassembled and then reassembled.

Jing Ze was sitting next to him, with a gloomy face, walked over without any expression, and helped him up.

Food and beverages are prepared on the side.

Homer frowned slightly in doubt, and glanced at Jingze.

This is not going right.

Why did he look like a beast yesterday, but now he is expressionless?

Homer's thoughts were all interrupted by hunger.

I'll talk about the rest later, it's important to eat first.

Jing Ze watched Home Mo eat without saying a word. Watching Home Mo eat all the food, he took the bowl and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen.

Just when He Mo thought he had coaxed Jing Ze well this time.

Jing Ze suddenly took his mobile phone and threw it in front of He Mo with a blank expression.

Homer suspiciously picked up the phone and opened it to have a look.

Because Jingze read the message yesterday, all the red dots disappeared, but from this night till now, there are more than 200 more messages.

He Mo clicked in and read them all, including what Jing Ze had seen.

He suddenly sneered, turned to look at Jingze, and raised his eyebrows in doubt: "What do you want to say?"

"Aren't you going to explain?" Jing Ze sat aside with a cold face, the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Explain? Explain what?" Homer had had enough, he felt that even if Jing Ze was angry, he should have a limit. The eight hours yesterday were not enough?

"Who are you to me? Me and them are just friends. Speaking carefully, isn't it the same between us?"

Jing Ze was stunned.

He and Homer have only been friends for many years, and they are not lovers who have punctured the window paper.

So... what identity does he use to question?

Jing Ze combed his hair and let out a sneer.

"It turns out that in your eyes, we are just such a relationship."

"Since that's the case, let's continue."

Jing Ze turned around to pick up the dog collar that fell on the ground, and walked in front of Homer.

"The game continues."

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