Not for sale

Naturally, Pang Qingzhuo wouldn't tell anyone about such a private matter, besides, that person was Yuan Ye's father, the terrifying parent who chased and beat him.

"If you don't tell me, I won't let you live in our house." The person outside the door threatened.

Damn, why don't you be so childish!Anyway, they are middle-aged and elderly people, let's be more mature!

"I'm not joking with you, get out of my house if you don't say anything." The middle-aged man outside the door said, slapping the door, feeling very happy in his heart. Ever since chasing this kid and beating him, he saw himself like a mouse seeing a cat, No temper at all, so funny.

Pang Qingzhuo opened the door and walked sideways to the stairs step by step.

Yuan's father stopped him: "Stop! Where are you going!"

"It's okay if I don't stay at your house at the head office." After speaking, he ran away.

Oops!Let him run away, and my son can't fight with him when he comes back!

"Little brat, let me see where you run!"

When Yuan Ye came home, he smelled the delicious aroma of vegetables, and asked after taking off his shoes, "Dad, where did you buy the vegetables?"

Father Yuan came out with a small red flower apron and big gloves, holding freshly cooked dishes and said, "Your father and I cooked it myself!"

"Where does the sun come from?"

Yuan Ye's jaw dropped in shock, and he was about to ask Pang Qingzhuo to come down to look at the sun, when he heard his father, who had just taken off his apron and put on a general belly, shouted upstairs: "Xiao Pang, come down to eat, it's all you Favorite dish." Yuan Ye's dropped jaw never closed again.

During the meal, Yuan Ye asked Pang Qingzhuo: "Did the old man threaten you?"

Yuan's father was quick to vent his internal injuries. He was the one who cooked for others, and he was the one who invited people downstairs to eat. No matter how you look at it, he should be the one who was threatened.

Who told the man surnamed Pang to go home and tell Yuan Ye that he abused him.

He knew how hard his son had worked to get this man here. If someone let him go, the relationship between father and son would be completely broken.

Now this son can't be raised, and if he is raised, he will be raised by others. Look, after eating a meal, he can't wait to warm up every grain of rice and send it to others. He remembers that his son is quite pee-like, and he is not afraid of anything. There are so many little girls chasing after him with their noses upturned, and he dragged him to the sky for two to five to eighty thousand yuan. How the hell did he fall into the hands of such a person.

Seeing Yuan Ye helping Pang Qingzhuo upstairs like a pregnant woman, Yuan's father said sourly, "You two give me a break tonight."

"Do you care! You sleep with earplugs at night!"

Pang Qingzhuo's legs shook, and he kicked Yuan Ye's ass uncontrollably, and in front of Yuan's father's wide-eyed eyes, he couldn't help but slap Yuan Ye on the back of the head.While tidying up Yuan Ye, he worried whether Yuan's father would come up and teach him a lesson, but he couldn't help but beat him.

"Little bastard, who are you hitting!" A certain father shouted from downstairs.

"Don't worry about it, old man! I am willing!" Yuan Ye said, covering his head.

There was only a noise of ping-pong upstairs and then there was no movement. After a while, there was an extremely patient humming sound, which was obviously not Yuan Ye's.

Only then did Father Yuan feel relieved, thinking that it would be too shameful for his son to still be bullied at home. Before he could reach the door of his house, Pang Qingzhuo yelled angrily from upstairs, and the voice quickly disappeared. up.

On the other hand, in Yuan Ye's room, Pang Qingzhuo was pushing Yuan Ye's face with both hands, trying in vain to keep the person on him away from him, but his arms were so long, no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't stop that person from insisting on getting along with him. One, body!

"I'll leave tomorrow!" Pang Qingzhuo was so angry that he wanted to die.

"You still want to leave after you're here? Dreaming!" Yuan Ye finally revealed his long-hidden true face, grinning grinningly and continued the rough pumping and thrusting movements below, "Tomorrow I will handcuff you to the head of the bed, strip you naked, and see what you do Walk."

"you dare!"

"Why don't I dare?" Yuan Ye stared, and kept moving. With one foot, he hooked out a storage box next to the bed, kicked off the cover, took a look, and then pulled it out of Pang Qingzhuo's body quickly. He squatted down and took something from the box, handcuffed Pang Qingzhuo's hands that had been ravaging his face to the wall lamp with two clicks, and then inserted into the other person's body before he recovered.

Pang Qingzhuo was so out of breath from this twitch, that he almost recited it.

"Look at this box? It's all prepared for you. I've fucked you up and down countless times in my heart. Do you still want to run away? In your next life!"

Pang Qingzhuo glanced at it from the corner of his eye, his face turned green.

"Aren't you afraid? You still know how to be afraid, huh? How did you treat me before? You gave me leftovers every day, and you didn't show any good looks at me when you came and drank. Aren't you awesome!" Yuan Yeyue said the more force he used, he knocked his head down on the bed, with a satisfied expression on his face, "You still dare to say leave? If you want to leave, don't Leave me! Bastard!" He pointedly looked at the intersection of the two below.

"Yuan Ye!" Pang Qingzhuo pulled the handcuffs with both hands, the wall lamp was pulled loose, and a large piece of skin was worn off his wrist.

Yuan Ye looked up and thought that something was wrong, Pang Qingzhuo's eyes were red.

"Why are you crying?" Yuan Ye stopped, seeing Pang Qingzhuo struggling non-stop and immediately went to find the key: "Don't move, your wrist is not strangled, wait for me to find the key."

Quickly opened the handcuffs, Yuan Ye looked at the wrist abused by Pang Qingzhuo with distress, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Pang Qingzhuo pursed his lips and did not speak, he immediately leaned over to please him: "Why are you so angry, I am just teasing you, isn't this fun, don't take it seriously."

"Say what you just said again." Pang Qingzhuo said coldly.

"I won't say, I was wrong, little crab, little Hani, don't be angry, just play with me."

"I'll play with you..." Pang Qingzhuo stretched his legs and straddled Yuan Ye's body, punched him in the stomach, grabbed the handcuffs and handcuffed Yuan Ye, and then stood up: "Play with yourself."

Yuan Ye panicked: "Don't leave!"

"Who said I'm leaving?" Pang Qingzhuo glared at him, comforting his excited lower body.

Seeing that he couldn't eat, but still so cheerfully comforted himself in front of him, Yuan Ye felt like crying: "Don't treat your husband so cruelly."

"You die." Pang Qingzhuo was still puzzled, and the turbid liquid released was thrown on Yuan Ye's face in revenge.

Pang Qingzhuo's eyes straightened.

"Damn it, you're so fucking freaked out!" Pang Qingzhuo was furious, Yuan Ye would be delighted by this, and he really had no choice.

After Yuan Ye closed his eyes and thought about it, he laughed and began to flatter, and vowed that he would never play S, M and other things without permission in the future, and the bottom of the box of props would be sealed in the future.

Pang Qingzhuo rubbed his wrists, and Yuan Yema showed distress and said that he would give him medicine, and then he was finally released from the handcuffs.

It was taken for granted that taking the medicine was just an excuse, and the end result was to roll on the bed.