Evil Death Knight

Because Lei Sa was not around, He Zhilang was rarely able to sleep with a relaxed body and mind, and fortunately, he did not dream of those scenes that made him feel ashamed to death, but normal erotic dreams.

It's also a spring dream, oppression and being oppressed are completely two kinds of moods, but just when he was about to do some restricted-level things with the beauties in the magazine, he was suddenly overwhelmed, and the air around him seemed to be in an instant. also become thinner.

Because the feeling was too real, after a while, he couldn't help but try to open his sleepy eyes, and a pair of bright eyes that were close at hand immediately came into view.

"What are you doing?" Now He Zhilang woke up completely, struggling to get up, but the person on his body was like a stone, which made him unable to move, and the smell of alcohol filled his nose, which was very disgusting.

Leisa smiled lightly, and slowly moved one hand over his body. Just now when He Zhilang fell asleep, he had already touched the forbidden area of ​​his lower body.

"What are you dreaming about? It's hard here." After speaking, he deliberately pinched the part that had already responded.

He Zhilang blushed for a second, and immediately pulled his hand away, "What's none of your business?! Let go!" It's really disgusting!I was "pressed by ghosts" before I even dreamed of the main event.

But tonight Reza didn't intend to let him go so easily.

He had just left a club that was said to be extremely secretive. Although Edward said that he had spent a lot of effort to get a membership card, the result was not as interesting as he imagined, probably because he had seen it a lot these days. , Tired of playing, some so-called fresh games are just to satisfy people with special hobbies. In his opinion, it is better to play tricks on He Zhilang.

Just like now, seeing the shy and embarrassing man being suppressed by him, he felt that this was the highlight of the evening, just like eating too much fish and meat, and finally felt that home-cooked dishes were more appetizing.

He Zhilang felt like a supper that was about to be enjoyed, and was pinned down by Resa, and the guy's hand was inserted into his pajama pants, the five-minute-long pajama pants were just above the knee, no matter how long or thick they were Bad for defense.

He gritted his teeth and struggled, the feeling of his genitals being held and kneaded by someone was extremely weird, but it was not without pleasure, but it was the mixture of the two sensations that made it even more embarrassing.

"Let go, let go! Bastard!" To him now, Reza is not the headless horseman who once scared the crap out of him, but just a nymphomaniac.

Reza skillfully played with the soft thing in his hand, kneading and pinching it with nimble fingers, feeling that it was slowly changing, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and rubbed against it slowly with his body.

"Are you comfortable? I interrupted your erotic dream just now, and now I will make it up—"

"Chunmeng's fart!" He Zhilang was ashamed and angry, "The devil wants you to make it up! Let me go!" He was almost suffocated, and he could only twist his waist to escape quickly, but this action made the two of them touch more closely.

Reza smiled.He could barely be considered neatly dressed, while He Zhilang was already naked, and he rubbed against each other with his calf.

The rough texture of the trousers made He Zhilang numb and itchy, and soon, a certain part stood up straight.

"It's very energetic." Reza said approvingly, his tone and expression were full of ridicule.

He Zhilang's current posture is like a frog floating on the water, and he can only stare at him red-faced and curse, "You, you bastard!"

The title "obscene demon" also made Leisa feel very fresh, and he decided to give full play to the characteristics of "obscene demon" to fit the term, so he speeded up the tricks, lowered his head and chuckled in He Zhilang's ear, the laughter seemed to be There is a kind of magic that makes people gradually lose their minds.

No matter how reluctant, this kind of pleasure is irresistible to men, and He Zhilang is no exception.He didn't know when he grasped Reza's sleeves tightly with his hands, and his legs were slightly separated, panting and accepting the man's malicious teasing, sweat and alcohol mixed together, making people intoxicated and lost.

"Don't, it hurts!" He Zhilang cried out in pain at the sudden rough teasing, but the pain was accompanied by a strong pleasure, which made him surrender within a few seconds.

Limbs drooped feebly, He Zhilang lay flat and gasped for breath.

Reza raised his hand in front of the two of them, licked the white spots on his fingers erotically, narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Baby, you are still too tender."

This sound made He Zhilang seem to have returned to the morning in the mountains. Not to mention being taken advantage of, he was also severely "humiliated". The combination of new and old hatred is enough to make a man explode like never before. strength.

He gritted his teeth, gathered his strength, and pushed his knees upwards vigorously, aiming at the middle of Reza's legs, but the other party sensed his intentions first and blocked it with his hands.

"Tsk tsk! Sneak attack is bad behavior—" Reza shook his head with a smile, but in the next second——

"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object knocking made one's hair stand on end in an instant.

With a pain in his head and a muffled groan, Resa collapsed limply.

He Zhilang panted heavily, holding a mug that looked very strong in his hand, glanced at the man who fell on top of him, and smiled heartily, "Fuck you!"

Pushing Reza away and sitting up, He Zhilang put down the mug, first wiped his lower body with toilet paper, thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and wiped Reza's hands clean, not because he was kind, but just because he looked awkward.

During this period, Leisa lay motionless on the spot, He Zhilang thought to himself that the knock just now was serious, if he hadn't been offended, he wouldn't have used such indecent tricks.

Standing next to the man lying like a corpse, he put his hands on his hips, cursed in a low voice, and kicked him lightly.

"Can't you take your head off? I'll cut off your thing today and see if you can put it back on again!" Looking at Leisa's lower body, He Zhilang suddenly had the urge to commit a crime.

Fortunately, the evil thoughts were suppressed in time.He walked around on the spot with his hands behind his back, finally calmed down, and turned around again to look at the still unconscious person.

Even though he was knocked out, Reza still had a good image, his eyes were closed, his clothes were slightly messy, and he had a poignant look of being raped.

On the other hand, I was wearing an old vest, shorts, and a pair of blue and white flip-flops. Compared with Reza, I was a little more wretched. In this situation, if someone came in, they would definitely think that He Zhilang was the one who did the murder.

Originally, he wanted to inflict some inhumane torture on Resa to take revenge, but he gave up the idea when he thought about it like this. He found that he was too kind to do anything.

Gritting his teeth and looking at Resa, it took him a long while to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth, "If I were half a beast like you, I'd fucking fuck you right now!"

He checked Resa's head with some unease, and after confirming that it was only a little bit of skin, He Zhilang sighed. At the same time, he was a little thankful that he didn't knock off Reza's head just now, otherwise he would definitely have a nightmare tonight.

After calming down, he began to feel that he seemed to be going too far. Although it was forced, he still had a good time just now.

Out of conscience, he ruthlessly dragged Resa to the bed. After hesitating for a while, he decided to help him take off his clothes. The smell of clothes stained with alcohol and various smells would affect sleep.

When undressing, he looked at Reza's body openly, although it was not the first time he saw it, but after watching soberly and closely, he realized that this body is still, really perfect!

No matter from which angle you look at it, it is many times better than those skinny male models on TV.

Staring at the man with only one pair of underwear left, He Zhilang couldn't help but feel that if he was a woman, he might have jumped on him by now, even though he was a man, he was still a little tempted...

Shaking his head, he quickly put aside this wrong throbbing, and thought of other things to divert his attention.

Although I saw Reza's naked body last time, I didn't look at it carefully because I was nervous. Reza had red hair at that time, so his hair...is it also red?

Although he was a bit bored, he was curious at this moment, so he stared at Resa for a while, and after making sure that he would not wake up, He Zhilang quietly stretched out his hand, gently lifted the edge of Resa's underwear, then lowered his head and looked Look in the panties——

After a few seconds, he let go of his hand and pulled the quilt over the person on the bed expressionlessly.

Sometimes the blows are all self-inflicted.

After a lot of tossing, it was getting late, He Zhilang decided to take a shower and go to bed, but he didn't know that when he turned around and walked into the bathroom, Resa on the bed also slowly opened his eyes, looking at His back raised the corner of his mouth.

Even Reza himself may not know that he hasn't smiled so happily in hundreds of years.

When He Zhilang woke up the next day, the sky was already very bright. Although it was not too late, the sun was dazzling, and he was woken up by the sun.

Resa on the bed was no longer there, the quilt was neatly folded, and it seemed that he had been away for a while.

Regarding the reason why he didn't come to question him right away, He Zhilang thought it might be that Leisa was drunk last night and didn't remember what happened at all.

He walked into the bathroom while yawning, and just bent over to wash his face, suddenly his nose became hot, and before he could reach out to touch it, he felt something flow out of his nose, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was full of blood.

"Damn!" Panicked a little, he hastily picked up a towel and covered his nose, but even so, the blood still didn't show signs of stopping.

He has been in good health since he was a child, except for occasional fevers and colds, but he has never had nosebleeds, but it was the first time he was so "turbulent", which caught him off guard.

After a long while, the bleeding finally stopped so badly, but it still didn't stop completely. He Zhilang had to put on some clothes in a hurry, put on a towel and slippers, and left the dormitory. He was going to the infirmary to see if anyone was on duty. Just stop the bleeding.

But it's strange to say that I haven't eaten anything to get angry recently!

When we arrived at the infirmary, there was really someone on duty, but just looking at the other person, He Zhilang felt that it would be better if no one was there.

Seeing him, Edward, who was in a white robe, was flipping through a magazine, smiling enthusiastically and strangely, "I have received two 'patients' this morning, it seems that my market is good! Classmate He~"

Knowing the "two patients" in his mouth and who the other is without thinking, He Zhilang immediately felt that the situation was not good for him.

"Come in!" Putting down the magazine, Edward hooked his fingers.

After considering his current situation, He Zhilang finally went in.Edward smiled and looked at his expression, as if he was staring at his prey. If he swung the knife up and down again, he had no doubt that he would stab himself with the knife.

"Yo—what's the matter?"

The man's feigned surprise made He Zhilang couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he could only answer vaguely: "Blood, I can't stop—"

"Tsk tsk!" Edward shook his head, "What a pity, come here!"

Did seeing a school doctor turn into being given alms? !He Zhilang was so bored, but the feeling of dizziness told him that if the bleeding did not stop, he might go into shock due to excessive blood loss, so he obediently walked over.

Edward removed his towel, looked up at his chin, and stood up.

"Continue to cover it with a towel, don't look up, and watch out for the blood to flow out of your mouth."

He Zhilang continued to cover it obediently, watching the other party turn around and rummage in the medicine cabinet for a while, and finally took out a pill the size of a fingernail.

"Here, stuff it up your nose." Edward handed the pill to him.

Looking at the dark object, He Zhilang was hesitating whether to pick it up, when Edward added another sentence.

"Or do you want me to stuff it for you personally? But if I stuff it, it's not like stuffing your nostrils—" He Zhilang smiled evilly after speaking, and He Zhilang was so surprised that he immediately did as he said.

"You probably don't want to go out now, so just sit for a while and wait until the bleeding stops before you go." Edward sat across from him again.

In fact, He Zhilang wanted to leave very much. Facing this one of the "culprits" who played with his life, he really had a shadow, but now that he was said so, it was hard to leave.

"The earl's head wound, you did it?"

He could only nod, anyway, what is there to hide now?

Edward chuckled, "Student He, I really underestimated you, you are much more manly than I imagined!"

Although he felt that the other party's reaction was a bit surprising, He Zhilang still said calmly and expressionlessly: "Who told him to do it first-hands and feet." With something stuffed in his nose, his voice changed a little.

Edward showed a surprised expression, "Do your hands and feet? You have even rolled the sheets, are you still afraid of doing your hands and feet?"

Now He Zhilang finally realized that he and this person would have nothing in common, he stood up and turned to leave, but when he heard the person behind him call him, he turned around angrily.

"If the count is serious with you, it is absolutely impossible for you to hurt him, he just let you."

He Zhilang didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown.

"Count, he's actually just—" Edward stopped, as if he couldn't find the right words for a while.

As a housekeeper, he shouldn't judge his master, but now he wants to clarify something with this human, whether it is his duty or not.

"I know." He Zhilang scratched his head impatiently, "He's actually not that bad." Compared with some wealthy young masters and ladies in their class, Resa's temper is not just a little bit better.

"As long as he doesn't move, I can still bear to live with him. If he wants to play, he can play with him."

It was probably because of the blow to Reza yesterday that he felt a little guilty in his conscience, so now he feels that if he can get along peacefully, he can take a step back and treat them as "international friends" and uphold the principle of peaceful and friendly coexistence.

After he left, the curtain in front of the bed in the infirmary was pulled open, and Resa came out.

Edward stood up smiling and said, "Looks like he's feeling a little bit guilty."

Resa didn't speak, just walked to the window, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the figure downstairs who was holding his nose and slowly leaving.

"Edward, from now on, don't talk too much."

Edward shrugged, "Yes."

"What's the matter with his nosebleed?" Reza asked again.

"Probably because of anger. Hehe~Young man, it is inevitable to get angry sometimes, just help him vent it if you have nothing to do!"

Reza turned around and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth raised because of his teasing, "Your mouth is getting smaller and smaller, do you want to go back to the tree and catch mice to eat at night?"

"Please spare me! Without me, where would you go to find such a loyal butler like me!" Edward was still giggling.

He is loyal to Reza because Reza is the one who gave him a second life. He and Xu Yang can live in this world like human beings because of him—Count Raymond K. Safister , Therefore, they will always follow him to protect him, consuming endless lives.

In the past few days, they have accompanied their master to play in nearby large and small entertainment venues, and the various services are dazzling.This world is indeed a world of flamboyance. As long as you have money, you can enjoy yourself like a god without going to heaven. This world is a paradise for the rich.

However, those things were just a pastime for the earl when he was bored, and the attraction was only temporary. After trying it, he did not leave any special memories, so he became more and more absent-minded.

But the current situation with He Zhilang makes him feel like a husband who still thinks the one at home is the best after the affair.After playing all kinds of things, Leisa still seems to think that He Zhilang, the "dirty wife", is the best.

By the window, Resa was leaning sideways on the glass, and He Zhilang was nowhere to be seen outside, but the strange feeling in his heart was a bit unexpected to him, and even he himself couldn't figure it out.

"Count, if you like, you can take him back to the castle." Edward said behind him, which was an easy thing for them.

Reza also knew that it was really easy, just like taking a pet home, and letting him back when he got tired of it, but if he just had an obedient pet, he wasn't interested.

After coming out of the infirmary, He Zhilang first went to the restaurant next to the school to eat, and then went back to the dormitory to change clothes. He had nothing else to do in his rare free time, so he decided to go to the library to find materials for the exam, and borrow them by the way. Read two books.

After finding the materials he wanted to use, he didn't leave immediately, but shuttled back and forth between the rows of bookshelves. When his eyes swept over the bookshelves, a book caught his attention.

After hesitating for a while, he reached out and took out the book. It was a dark blue hardcover book, a bit old, and the title was "The Record of the Headless Horseman".

Out of curiosity, He Zhilang opened the book and briefly introduced the life experience and legend of the Headless Horseman. He felt that it was a bit similar to Reza's situation.

Finally, he borrowed the book back.

The book was not too thick, and he spent an afternoon reading it, but his heart felt heavy.

The person who wrote this book must be a screenwriter. He wrote the life experience and experience of the headless horseman in an extremely tragic way. Although he is the messenger of death, he fears death more than anyone else. He was never understood until he finally disappeared. At that moment, still carrying all the sins.

In short, after reading the book, He Zhilang only felt that even if the Headless Horseman was a heinous sinner, he would be somewhat sympathetic to others, and his current sympathy was also added to Reza, and when he thought of his own innocence last night The merciless blow made his conscience even more uneasy.

As for what was recorded in the book, encountering the Headless Horseman meant death, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

In the evening, Leisa came back earlier than usual, which surprised He Zhilang.

"Why did you come back so early?" While speaking, he also stuffed the book in his hand under the pillow.

Reza took off his coat smartly and threw it aside, looking at him with a half-smile, "I have a headache, so I won't go out."

He Zhilang felt that he was definitely deliberately arousing his own guilt, and he had succeeded, but he would not apologize because he was also a victim.

"Is your head better?" The concern is sincere, and this is already his limit.

His polite reaction surprised Resa, usually he was as irritable as a balloon that would explode at any time, why is he so gentle today?Have you changed your temper or...

"Much better than this morning." In fact, it didn't hurt him at all.

His "magnanimity" made He Zhilang breathe a sigh of relief.It is said that half of a man's friendship is formed by fighting, and he and Reza can be regarded as "not knowing each other without fighting".

In order to sublimate the relationship between men this time, He Zhilang dug out from the cabinet the beer that other students had left with him and forgot to take away, almost a case, and planned to have a drink and shake hands with Leisa, even though he Not a good drinker, but a few cans of beer are fine.

Leisa readily accepted, but he looked at He Zhilang's expression when he rummaged through boxes and boxes with his butt up, like a wolf staring at a rabbit digging a hole, but when the other person turned around, he turned into a refined gentleman again .

After drinking half a bottle of wine, the atmosphere gradually improved, and then the two chatted miscellaneously.Resa hadn't drank with anyone for a long time, and he was in high spirits.

"You speak Chinese well, did you learn it yourself?" He Zhilang asked.

In fact, Leisa's Chinese is not only good, but with his authentic pronunciation, no one will believe that he is a foreigner without looking at his face.

Reza was silent for a moment, and then smiled unnaturally, "Chinese is a difficult language, and it took me a lot of effort to learn it."

I don't know if it's an illusion, He Zhilang felt as if he saw a fleeting trace of loneliness on his face, even though he really wanted to continue asking, he didn't open his mouth after all.

After pouring a few more empty jars on the ground, he looked at Resa with a hazy look, "Are you lonely?" After asking, even he himself was a little confused.

Resa was admiring his drunken appearance with great interest, and when he heard him ask this, his eyes changed a little.

His "sparkling" gaze made He Zhilang a little embarrassed, "Don't look at me like that!" He didn't say anything strange... right?

Reza retracted his eyes and lowered his head according to the words, closed his eyes for a while, and then answered with ease: "Eternal life, in another sense, is loneliness."

The existence that will never disappear, the years have almost become a decoration, there is nothing more helpless than this kind of thing.

He Zhilang felt that he seemed to be able to understand his feelings, just like some people would feel "tired of living", but Leisa has lived for so long, and he may have been too tired long ago.If a lifespan of 100 years is too short, then hundreds or even thousands of years should be enough for a person to expect death.

"Ah~~" Sighing, he moved closer to Reza, put his arms around his shoulders, and said a self-righteous comforting sentence in a brotherly way, "Live well. It's better to live than to die."

"Ah..." Reza also pretended to sigh softly, before turning his head away from drinking, but in fact, he had already suppressed his laughter so much that his facial features almost shifted.

This man is a real gem who always brings joy to any occasion and time.

Naturally, He Zhilang didn't know what was going on in his mind, but after drinking a few cans of wine, his sympathy grew stronger, and comforting Leisa gave him a sense of superiority.

"I don't dare to say what it will be like in 100 years, but at least I can still talk to you by your side in this life." After finishing speaking, he grinned friendlyly at him.

He didn't think much of it at all, this was a promise he could afford, but he didn't realize that he seemed to have promised the other party for a lifetime without knowing it.

But Resa found out, looked at him in surprise, and lost his mind for a while.

It seemed that something was different from what he had imagined at the beginning. Some changes were beyond his expectation, and the result was the same, so he suddenly felt a little unconfident, wondering if he could continue like this.

As if to verify, he suddenly stretched out his arms to hug He Zhilang, lowered his head and swallowed all the other's breath.

He Zhilang was caught off guard by the kiss, and struggled not to turn his head to catch his breath after turning back, and the beer in his hand fell to the ground.

"Damn! I said to talk to you, but I don't include sleeping with you!" He gritted his teeth and stared at Resa.

The atmosphere was rarely improved, but it was destroyed again!Although he didn't expect this person to say anything nice, he couldn't change so quickly!

For Leisa, physical union is the only way he can stop his restlessness. He has been numbing himself in this way for hundreds of years, but now he also feels that this method should not be used on He Zhilang.

"Don't worry, I won't force others." He licked his lips, but he didn't let go of his hand.

"Then what are you doing—"

"Let's keep it like this!" Reza held He Zhilang's shoulders, and the two sat side by side against the wall.

Reza didn't do anything strange after that, so he gradually relaxed, and slowly leaned his head on Reza's shoulder because of the overwhelmed alcohol. The two chatted for a while, but in the end , He Zhilang couldn't remember the content of the chat either.

But he knew that Reza's shoulders were very broad and he felt very secure, which made him vaguely recall that when the two met for the first time, his face that was flushed from drinking suddenly became hotter.

This feeling of "first love" is very strange. It is the first time he feels at a loss in his peaceful life of almost only basketball for more than [-] years.At this time, Reza was no longer the headless horseman who took his head off to frighten him, but an ordinary man drinking with him.

"Are you drunk?" The person next to him suddenly asked.

Because of those abnormal thoughts, He Zhilang felt that he was drunk, and he was not lightly drunk, so he nodded.

Reza smiled, took away the empty beer can in his hand, stroked his head, and said softly, "Then go to sleep."

The last memory before falling down was Leisa looking at his smiling face, which made He Zhilang have a premonition—he might have another dream tonight...