After being auctioned, I was taken by Long Aotian... [Xi Huan]

Sero blinked his eyes, lowered his head, held his thumb in his mouth and lightly bit his nails. "I don't want to die..." He made a soft voice, staring up at the tall and cold man in front of him, "I also don't want to know about Jonathan, that little man, and you... who are you, I don't care much about what you are going to do."

The assassin's face was gloomy, and he looked at the boy in front of him with scrutiny, but he still couldn't utter a word after all.

"Actually, I just want to know—what does that tattoo mean?" Sero looked serious and sincere, "I just, I want to know more about Nuer. I am interested in knowing everything about Nuer. "

Nuer asked coldly, "Why?"

"Because we are friends, isn't it?" Sero bit his nails lightly and looked at him with big eyes, "I know you wanted to use me that day. As long as you need it, you can use me in the future. You Won't hurt me, will you? If you did, you wouldn't just give me something to drink to get me some sleep. But if you insist, you can give me a little money."

"Are you blackmailing me?" Null grabbed Sero's thin wrist and pulled his nails out of his mouth.

The sharp nails scratched the lips, Se Luo snorted, and the fresh and tender lips overflowed with bright red blood.He pursed his lips: "Damn it, you hurt me!" He stuck out his tongue like a cat, traced around his lips, and licked away the little blood.Rust-smelling blood spread in his mouth, making him feel restless from the inside out.

"I've already said that I will keep a secret for you!" Sai Luo yelled dissatisfiedly, "I'm not blackmailing you, I do things for you, and I have to ask for some reward."

"You go to gamble after you get the money, and then blackmail me after you lose it all." Null leaned closer to Sero and whispered dangerously in his ear, "Boy, as long as you have enough money, you can do anything, right? ? How much does it take to buy your life?"

"You won't kill me, or you would have done it long ago." Sero trembled suddenly, the box in his arms fell to the ground, the flute-shaped thing inside fell out, and Gu Lulu rolled towards the wall, " I don't know what you're here for, and I've seen you in 'that business' attire. I know you're dangerous, sir. But I also know you don't want trouble."

Nuer stretched out his long legs to block the flute-shaped object, and stepped on it. "You know?" His powerful control clearly declared that he was the one who controlled everything in this room.His feet suppressed the flute, and his eyes suppressed Sero. "What else do you know?"

"I know you're a good guy!" Sero replied quickly, "and I also know I don't want to get in trouble. As long as we can come to an agreement, it's good for both of us. I can do things for you, and nothing else. I'll send a letter, cover for you, lie or deal with cross-examination, I'm very good at it." He paused, then whispered, "If necessary, you can spend the night with me...or you can..."

Sero lowered his head, annoyed at what he had just said.What is it called - staying overnight is fine!Doesn't it look like you're horny and will do anything for money?Although he didn't know Nu Er for a long time, Se Luo didn't want the other party to underestimate him.Perhaps in his long life, there is only a short period of time in front of him when he can interact with Nuer.

He didn't know when Nuer would leave, and he didn't know how long this relationship could last.

However, deep in his heart, there was a voice telling him that this was the right thing to do.

The silent assassin observed his kitten-like clingy appearance through his eyelashes.He bowed his head, his face was flushed, and his shy and ready-to-fuck expression was utterly seductive.On the cut lips, blood overflowed again, congealing into a small drop of blood, as if it was attracting people to lick and suck.

"What guarantee do you use?" Null asked, "I have to charge you something to guarantee that you won't talk nonsense. Maybe something you can't bear to lose..."

"What is it?" Null raised his eyes, and his eyes sparkled with hope, "You can take anything from me, even though I have nothing of value... Wait, don't you want to cut me off?" A hand or a leg? No, no! I have to keep my hands and feet! Otherwise, you can cut off some of my hair and nails. I heard that the mages will take away the hair and nails of whoever they want to control. You should know magic, right? Turning into a shadow from the darkness..."

Nuer frowned, this little guy would chatter endlessly as soon as he opened his mouth.I don't know why he has so many things to say every day.Ignoring Se Luo's nonsense, Nuer grabbed the small pouch hanging around his neck and pulled it hard.

The rope broke with a snap, and Sero's face turned pale.

As Nuer thought, it was the most important thing for him who had nothing to own.

"No—! Don't—!" Sero screamed loudly, grabbing Nuer's arm with both hands, "No, anything else is fine, this... this is not worth much at all, you might as well take one from me Legs! Please, get something else. Please, please, please. Please, good man!"

The guests downstairs heard his screams and commented: "It's not over yet! Wouldn't it be better to be obedient? Hurry up and finish it and come and serve the uncle! No matter what you shout, it's not the same if you shout, You can’t change the result! Hey, old Hans! Where’s the uncle’s wine! Serve the wine quickly!”

In the guest room on the second floor, in the face of Sero's pleading, Null secretly raised the corners of his mouth under the mask. "Really?" He said calmly, his voice was a little fuzzy through the mask, "I can't take your leg with me. If you don't overstep before I leave, I can give it back to you. And , and you will get what you deserve.”

Sero scratched his scalp irritably, and glanced unwillingly at the bag in Null's hand.If any villain usually comes to snatch his bag, he will definitely have to fight the other party desperately.

But now, facing an assassin who was much stronger than him, Cerro made a wiser choice.

"Then you have to promise, you have to swear!" He stretched out his little finger, dangling in front of Nuer, "Let's hook our fingers! If you run away with my bag, I will be chasing you Tianbian wants to bring you back!"

"Okay." Null answered very quickly this time.

Such an oath may seem naive, but it gave Selo a lot of security.

When the little fingers of the two were hooked together, Sero felt a live rabbit in his arms. "Then, you have to pay me." Sero said, "I gave you what Jonathan entrusted, and you have to pay me. Every time in the future. I will not inform you, and I will try my best to help you. It's a secret that only the two of us know."

Null hooked his little finger and shook it vigorously a few times, and said in a childish tone, "Yes, I promise this will be—a secret that only the two of us know."

The assassin's strength was so strong that Sero covered his shoulders and shouted, "It hurts—! My arm is about to be thrown off by you!"

His screams led to a dirty discussion among the idlers downstairs.Sero often heard rumors about him in the town, especially on the street where the Old Hans Hotel was located.As long as he didn't hear it with his own ears, he would treat it as nothing. Anyway, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat after being said a few words.Compared with those gossips, Sero cares more about the real things.

"Well, give me the money for this time first." Sero folded his hands together, blinking expectantly, "There are also medical expenses, I hurt my back, you have to pay me."

"Eight cents have already been given." Nuer pushed him out impatiently, "Remember your words."

Sero fell to the ground, watching helplessly as the door fell on his face. "You bastard!" He clenched his fists tightly and waved at the wooden door, "My back hurts like hell! You're losing money!"

Sero is used to the fact that his misfortune can only be exchanged for more ridicule.After showing the strangle marks on his wrists and ankles, he took leave from old Hans and went to Dr. Garfield's small clinic.

Garfield wrinkled his chubby face, and he huddled together with the pockmarks left by smallpox: "I told you not to provoke those bastards, the Northlanders are a bunch of savages. Look, they came After entering the town, the town of Luohegang became restless."

Sero pouted, and was about to refute a few words, but was only hissed by Garfield's vigorous rubbing on the bruise.

"Oh! Garfield!" He kicked in dissatisfaction, "Why don't you kill pigs or make leather, so that your stupid strength can be used!"

Garfield shrugged indifferently, and swallowed a big gulp of spirits.Sero thought he was going to spray on his back, and waited for a long time with his neck curled up, only to find that the drunk was drinking vigorously with his neck up.

"What are you doing?" Sero jumped up and kicked the bottle in his hand, "Sneaking this again, what if your mother sees you!"

Garfield staggered back a few steps, slumped into the chair and shook his head: "Hey, all the doctors in Prussia drink this! Believe it or not! Hey, I said Sero, don't worry about it, sit down and let the uncle Check it out, do you still have any pain?"

Rolling his eyes fiercely at the drunk man, Sero spat on the ground: "Take care of yourself first!"

In the following month, Luohegang town was not peaceful at all by the caravan from the Northland just as Garfield expected.Although Sero thinks that what Luohegang Town has always lacked most is peace.

Cases of theft occur frequently, some of them simply for extortion.People in the Northland are really not easy to mess with, and those who go to the caravan to blackmail cannot get what they want every time.

Among these theft cases, quite a few were reported by the Northland caravan.They were also robbed, but never caught the thief.The outsiders and the locals of Luohegang Township hated each other, and there was hardly a day of peace.

However, this situation did not last for too long. The caravan of the Northlanders left here soon after finishing their business in Luohegang Town and finishing repairs.If they came suddenly, they left suddenly.

Hearing the news that the caravan had left, Sero was a little worried at first whether Null would leave with those northerners.On the day the Northlander caravan left, Sero followed Nuer every step of the way like a duckling following a mother duck.

"You haven't returned my bag yet." Taking advantage of others not paying attention, Se Luo dragged Nuer to the backyard of the hotel, "Or are you...not going to return it?"

"..." Nuer remained silent as usual, even if they had the opportunity to stay in the same room, he rarely spoke to Sero.

"Since you're leaving, then..." Sero pinched his paw on Nuer's chest in aggrieved manner, begging like a puppy, "It's useless for you to keep that thing."

"No, it's still useful." Null said, "I want you to..." He pinched Sero's cheeks hard, squeezing Sero's fleshy little face into deformation, and his mouth opened like an octopus in amusing open.

The assassin squeezed the bag in his hand, and shook it casually a few times: "Continue to keep the secret."

It turned out that they didn't plan to leave yet!The news surprised and saddened Sero. He sniffled and said vaguely: "I will do it, then please continue to give me money too! And..."

Null let go of him and hung the bag around his neck.

"Keep it between us," Sero pursed his lips, covering the part of his cheek that was flushed from being pinched by him just now, "a secret that only the two of us know."

For a month the rogues of the town had seen them as a couple.Null didn't hide the bag hanging around his neck, and put it on his chest.Gold Tooth's villains hadn't troubled Sero since Null took Seiro's bag.

Although other people may not understand the internal situation, some people even ridiculed Cerro for becoming someone else's lover.What's more, they think that Sero has become a male prostitute in the town.For this reason, many people-especially those who have peeped at Sero before-have made demands on Sero.However, any deviant behavior by them was easily pushed away by Nuer.

In return, Sero could only give him a cover identity.Null and his friends settled down in the town, pretending to put down roots here.

Only Sero knew—they couldn't be here for long.

The big man with the tattoo on his arm moved goods for a living, and the little man he'd seen in the Stonewall pub was Gold Tooth's new underling.Sero had seen him several times in the Stonewall Bar, and each time he could beat opponents who were several times stronger than him to the ground.

On this point, Sero admired him very much.In a confrontation between strength, speed, and skill, strength will always have a greater advantage, and Sero himself feels the same way about this.However, although the little man had the same tattoo as Null, Sero guessed that he might also be one of the assassins, but his fighting skills were completely different from Null's.

Among these people, only Nuer behaved differently from the others.He didn't look for any work, and the money never ran out.Old Hans didn't care about this, as long as this guest didn't cause trouble—in fact, although he was eccentric, he was very low-key—and he could settle the rent on time, what should he care about?

Every Friday night, Null would "sleep" with Sero.It's no wonder that the people in the town regard him as their concubine, and sometimes Sero is even complacent about their opinion.

Cerro would also receive a sum of money afterwards, but Cerro never actually had skin-to-skin contact with him.He always put on a tight black leather jacket and leave quickly after dark, returning to the hotel before dawn.After getting along with him for a long time, Sero also felt a little worried.To be honest, it's really hard to find a man who treats him so well and doesn't demand too much, but a man like Nuer doesn't seem to be interested in anything.

Sero also tried Null, but he was like a piece of frozen granite—cold, hard, without a single crack.He doesn't need money, nor does he need sex or a love partner. Nuer sometimes feels that his role as a cover is particularly small and redundant.

However, such an easy way of making money also dispelled some of his unhappiness.Sero considers himself a hedonist, and gratification in time is his creed.He is willing to do anything that makes him feel happy and happy.

Now, Nuer can give him money and won't embarrass him.What else is there to complain about?

Moreover, there is a common little secret between them.Although Nuer has never talked much, Se Luo will get a little bit out of his mouth.They will stay here for a while, as long as Sero is happy before leaving.

Thinking of this, Sero's heart was filled with some kind of inexplicable sweetness.This sweetness is different from others, more fragrant than maple syrup and richer than caramel.He puts a smile from the heart on his face every day, serving wine to the guests and cleaning the inn.

Especially on a Friday night.

And today, it was the Friday night when Cerro and Null were dating—Cerro called this shitty thing a date.Throughout the day, Sero hummed out of tune in high spirits, and even when he was doing pointless chores, he was very happy.

Time flies too slowly!He couldn't help but look at the wall clock every five minutes.I can't wait for the sun to set in an instant, and let him stay in the empty guest room, waiting for Nuer to come back.Sometimes they would chat for a while--if Dawn came back early--other times they would lie together and pretend they had slept together.

In the past time, there has never been anything that made him look forward to it so much.

The thought of being able to have time alone makes Selo very happy.He would dance and fantasize about traveling around the world in a room he didn't see, or lie in bed, imagining that all the bad, gloomy, and unbearable past events in the past were replaced by rainbow-colored results.Knock down all those who have bullied him, insulted him, and despised him...

These pleasurable experiences always make him curl up in a ball, his toes curled up happily.

All bad things turned into good things.

Is there any better entertainment than gambling?

At some point, Sero even thought that these fantasies could bring him more pleasure than gambling.Not stimulation, but joy and peace of mind.

If only he could keep going like this, he could lie on a soft bed at night, waiting for someone to come back.Regardless of whether they are related or not in the future, whether they will meet again...

After finally staying up until dinner time, Nuer appeared in the corner of the lobby of the Old Hans Hotel.Still in the same old position, still in the same dress, still wrapping himself in shadow and darkness.

Sero couldn't help grinning, and ran over to offer Null a glass of beer.He didn't respond, with a stern face and an attitude of being indifferent to people.Ke Luo thought of the face under his mask, and thought of the expression that had been loosened because of his jokes or pranks, and he wanted to laugh.

A secret that only the two of them know, makes Se-ro a weird feeling in his heart.That feeling was overwhelming like a tide, filling his heart in an instant.

"Beer." Sero gently put down the wine glass, with a cute smile on his face, "Anything else to order?" Null put his hands on the table without answering.Sero rolled his eyes mischievously, and hooked his little finger happily while he was not paying attention.

Null looked up, the hearth flame dancing in the blue eyes under the hood.His slightly resentful gaze made Se Luo jump away in fright, and let out a series of clear laughter along the way.

In the entire hall, no one noticed his little movement.They just thought they were the waiters in the Old Hans Hotel and began to think about how to seduce his mistress, so as to get a fortune from the bully.

When the dinner time was over, Sero quickly cleared the table, and rushed into Nuer's room without Nuer's telling.He fell headfirst on the bed, and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Null to come into the room.

The moon rose and set, Sero waited for most of the night, and gradually felt a little sleepy.He didn't want to wrinkle his clothes, so he kicked off his clothes and pants casually, curled up into a ball and got into the bed. "Damn bastard, let me know if you want to leave!" He muttered and wrapped himself up like a croissant covered in bread crumbs, "Don't...just run away like this...or... I'll go after you and take things... and..."

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and his voice became lower and lower...

As the moon went down, shadows slowly squeezed in through the windows.It wet the ground like rainwater dripping in the room, and darkened the color of the old carpet.The tall assassin stepped out of the shadows and leaned his tired body against the wall.

"Boy..." His low voice echoed in the empty room.The flames in the fireplace had been burned out, leaving only ashes, emitting a faint light in the darkness.

Null panted for a long time, dragged his body to remove the protective gear and mask on his body, and stuffed them into the drawer of the bedside cabinet.He glanced at the boy who was lying on the bed, wrapped himself tightly and curled up in a ball, his eyes were as dim as the ashes in the fireplace.

Sero was blushing from sleep, and his short black hair was scattered on the white pillow.His pouted mouth seemed to be expressing some dissatisfaction, and his frowning showed more.This face made people feel his grievance, as if he was about to cry the next moment.

Null reached out and touched the short black hair, which was as soft as a baby's hair.He picked up a few strands of hair and rubbed them gently between his fingertips.The sleeping face of the boy on the bed seemed defenseless.Flicking the strands of black hair, he whispered, "Wake up. Boy, wake up."

It seems that the sweet dream has been disturbed, Sero wrinkled his little nose in dissatisfaction, and murmured a few words.Seeing that he was about to wake up, he continued to sleep soundly after turning over.

Null shook his head helplessly, and brushed lightly on his nose a few times.He flipped violently like a fried kitten before burying his face in the pillow.

Before dawn, the dim starlight and the still and cold air ruled everything.Nuer wanted to throw off the quilt roughly and lift this guy, Sero.But after reaching out his hand, he temporarily changed his mind.

Lifting a corner of the quilt, Nuer got in.

It has entered September in Luohegang Town, and the night is wet and cold.Nuer came in covered in night dew, and Sero shivered from the cold, and woke up suddenly.

Opening his eyes sleepily, Sero pushed his cold coat with his little paws, and said inarticulately, "Oh, you're back." He shrank back and rubbed his cheeks on the pillow to make himself Be more sober. "Why is it so cold?"

There was no reason for what he said, and there was no need for an answer.Naturally, the chilly autumn outdoors cannot be compared with the warm indoors with a burning fireplace.He twisted his soft body, rubbed his furry head against the other's neck, and his voice was muffled and soft, with a nasal sound.

"Let me warm you up."

What answered him was that he was suddenly embraced into a hard embrace.The man holding him looked a little excited.The heartbeat, which had always been calm and powerful, became slightly faster; the breathing, which had always been steady and slow, became a little rapid.

Indeed, the relatively cold outdoor, the howling cold wind and the darkness that hides murderous intent, licking off the blood on the sharp knife edge... In the warm room, the soft and comfortable bed, and the warm and slippery cock in the arms are simply fascinating.Nuer tightened his arms, and pulled the person in his arms closer.

"Don't say such things!" He lowered his voice and pressed Sero's thin ear to warn aggressively, "Never!"

Now Sero was fully awake, he stared at Nuer puzzledly, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Sero was pushed away forcefully, he fell under the bed wrapped in the quilt, struggled to get up and lie on the side of the bed: "Nuer is a big bastard! What are you doing, don't take it out on me if you are offended! "

Nuer didn't refute, but just covered his forehead slightly distressed: "That's enough, don't say any more."

"What's the matter?" Sero sat back on the bed with the quilt in his arms, wrapped himself tightly, clutched his stomach and said nonsense, "I came home so late, and I'm still inexplicably angry. Tell me, have you changed your mind? , I have another lover outside, and I am going to abandon me and our child!"

Null stared at Sero with idiot eyes, and there was a moment of stalemate between them, which finally ended when Sero couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Oh my God, you should really look at your expression now!" He wrapped himself and Nuer in the quilt, crawled beside him, and put his head on his shoulder, "I've never seen you like this before! Hi , I said, what's wrong?"

"No matter where you learned this from," Null pulled off the rope around his neck, and threw a black mass to Selo, "don't talk about it again."

You don't need to look at it at all, just the feeling of holding the object in your hand, Sero can understand what it is - the small bag he carries with him.The smile gradually froze, Sero blinked, his voice choked up: "You... are leaving?"

Nuer said casually, "Aren't you happy that you got your things back?"

"Then... where's the money this time?" Sero took a few quick breaths, adjusted his mood, and stretched out his hand with a nonchalant smile on his face, "Give it to me!"

Null opened the drawer, took out a small cowhide bag from the interlayer of the protective gear, and stuffed it into Sero's hand.

The bag is small but heavy.Sero weighed it, and there was always a feeling that it was still in a dream.Unscrewing the metal buckle, there is a whole bag of silver coins inside, which seems to be worth at least a dozen kinnars.

Inexplicable sorrow and sorrow surged, and Sero didn't quite understand where these emotions came from, only that he couldn't be controlled by it.He bit his lower lip lightly, took several breaths, and controlled them from spreading to his nasal cavity.

"Not enough," he said. "I want something else."

Nuer frowned tightly, and looked him up and down with piercing eyes: "Greed will not have good results, boy."

"I just want a birthday present." Sero threw the money bag off the bed casually, and the silver coins rolled all over the floor. In the hazy sky and among the embers of the fireplace, the dim light flickered. "I don't think that's an excessive request at all."

"what do you want?"

"Memories."

After being silent for a long time, Sero couldn't hold it back after all, and opened his mouth first: "I am today. Count it as a birthday present to me. I won't ask for too expensive things."

"Do you know what you're doing?" Nuer crossed his arms, his posture and tone were full of defense, "Boy."

"Of course I know!" Sero lifted the quilt covering his body, exposing his tight body, the morning light pierced the darkness, illuminated his smooth back, and coated him with a soft halo, "I'm not you The kind of child I think..." He blushed a little embarrassedly, but still boldly put his hands on his smooth shoulders, "I, I am already a grown man..."

"I won't lie to you, I've never done this kind of thing before." Sero raised his head, his eyes were brighter than the stars in the morning light, "I know nothing about the pleasures of grown men...so, Nuer , can you teach me this kind of fun, all and without reservation?"

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As for the consequences of saying that.

Nuer: hold on...

Sero: Hold on to what?Spoon?Is it silver?Will it belong to me after I contain it?

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I'm painting on the scarf again!

Welcome everyone to visit hehe.

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I can color that drawing if anyone wants to see it.

Regarding the "memory", what may be the consequences in the end.

The so-called "grown man's fun".

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In addition, I didn't update yesterday, but I locked the chapter.

Because of the lock seal, I lost a few collections.

I went to the report center today and found out that I was reported.

No wonder the lock badge is returned to the collection...

Super sad der!

Although the review has been released, it is still very sad.

I don't know who reported it to me, a little kid.

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