Male Pet Development

Male Pet Development

Author: Song Zisu

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Long Yan was bought back in the slave market, that person treated him extremely well, so good that he got used to everything that that person bestowed, so good that he thanked God for the gift, so good that he fell in love with him, but he found that everything he did was different. Purposeful..

Imprisoned in Peacock Terrace, helpless to hate and bully

Content tags: Marquis of the court, sadomasochistic love, feeling sad, feeling lost, having a special liking

Search keywords: Protagonist: Long Yan, Wuji┃Supporting role: Ji Yu┃Others:

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The bleak autumn wind, shrouded in cloudy clouds, everything seemed lifeless this afternoon, and the originally noisy market also quieted down. The boss saw that there was no business, and was about to take people back. Suddenly, a group of people came, a man in white clothes sitting on a walking cart was carried over.

The boss hurriedly stepped forward to salute, the man gave up, and walked down, his faint maroon eyes swept over the rows of slaves standing on the stage, and saw that they were all disheveled, shabby and lifeless, as if they were up for sale commodity.

He laughed at himself, shook his head, and walked out.

There was a dirty little face in the corner of the slave pile. His eyes were fixed on the man in white. He had never seen such a handsome man in white. Even if he would serve him tea and water for the rest of his life, he would still be willing. He was originally a child of a small family, but in a sudden accident, his parents died, and he was arrested by human traffickers on the way to seek refuge with distant relatives.He was alert and didn't resist. How could he, a 16-year-old boy, fight with those burly men? He was only suffering from flesh and blood. Unlike other slaves who were injured and died, he was intact, so he stayed at ease. Among slaves, waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold and then waiting to escape.

The man in white had just taken two steps when it started to rain heavily. The servant hurriedly opened an umbrella for him. He raised his hand and pushed it away. He walked into the rain in a somewhat dejected manner. He walked seven or eight steps step by step. He suddenly stopped and felt the rain behind him. An eager gaze pierced through the rain and stopped on him. He turned to look at the group of slaves, and found the young man among the slaves at a glance. The heavy rain had washed away the stains on his face, revealing a small white face. A pair of black eyes looked at him expectantly, he pointed at the young man, the servant understood, immediately paid the boss some gold and silk, and led the young man to the man.

The boy was brought up to him, a little nervous, not daring to look up at him.

The man in white took his hand and walked hand in hand in the rain until he came out of the alley and pulled the boy into a gorgeous carriage. The wet clothes on the two of them made the cushions and wool of the carriage wet. The man didn't care, and still pulled the boy.

The carriage carried them into a palace. The palace was very large, but the man arranged the young man to live next door to him, and went into the room to take a bath and change clothes by himself.

After a while, the boy was also pulled into the next door by the servant, who helped him to take a bath. He had never taken a flower petal bath before. He was very happy. He sat in the bathtub and played with the petals. It didn't fit well, and it was a little too wide, but he liked it very much. There was a faint scent of green grass on the clothes. After drying his hair, the servant tied his hair with a hosta.

After the young man was fully dressed, he stood in front of the huge bronze mirror in the room and stared at himself in the mirror, never realizing that he could be so good-looking.

Suddenly a man in white appeared in the bronze mirror, the boy turned around in surprise, looked up to see his almost perfect face, the man raised his hand and gently pulled off the jade hairpin on the boy's head, immediately a black hair poured down, and said the first sentence softly : "Long hair suits you better." His voice was a little low, magnetic, and nice.

The man walked around behind him again, took out a purple ribbon, and gently helped him tie his long hair behind his back in a knot.

Hooking his chin with his index finger, he said: "Sure enough, the pearl is stuck in the mud. I have searched all over the country, but I can't find such a stunning beauty like you."

Being praised by a person like a banished fairy, he was secretly happy when he heard it, but the young man was too nervous to speak, he had never been so close to a man before.

The man chuckled again and said, "I am Lord Changling, you can call me Wuji."

The boy said: "My name is Long Yan, thank you for taking me out of there."

Lord Changling smiled wryly, and said, "Maybe you will hate me!"

Long Yan looked at him suspiciously.

Lord Changling withdrew his finger and asked the pair of people in the bronze mirror: "Do you like men or women?"

Long Yan replied seriously: "Female."

Lord Changling leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I will make you change." After speaking, he actually kissed his earlobe, Long Yan blushed immediately, Lord Changling turned and left.

Long Yan stared blankly at himself in the mirror with a flushed face.

The dinner was delivered to the room by the servant, he had never eaten such a delicious meal, he was already hungry, he wished to eat his fill at once, then the servant brought several sets of his clothes, he chose three sets of white Yes, the others retreated, closed the door, took off their clothes, folded them up and put them on the bed, and lay on the bed by themselves. The comfortable big bed made Long Yan, who was crowded in the slave pile every day, quickly fall asleep.

Early the next morning, when Long Yan just woke up, someone came in to wash him up. He had never been served by anyone in his life. He thought he was bought to serve tea and water, but he didn't expect to be treated like a master. He was secretly happy, and he was extremely grateful to Lord Changling, but he was a little afraid of his intimacy yesterday.

After Long Yan finished washing, Lord Changling walked in, looked at Long Yan carefully from top to bottom, and said, "Sure enough, white clothes suit you, it looks good in this way."

"Thank you!"

"Follow me to dinner."

Lord Changling took Long Yan's hand and walked towards the living room. Long Yan walked behind, his hand was held by his thick hand, struggling a little, Lord Changling turned around and said: "You have to get used to everything I do to you. .” The hand clenched tighter.

Long Yan didn't understand, but he followed him obediently. He was a slave, not to mention the fairy-like character of Lord Changling, which was really hard to hate.

Breakfast is porridge and a few small dishes. Lord Changling and Long Yan ate at the same table. Long Yan ate honestly, but Lord Changling cared for him. He would let him eat slowly and help him later. Pick up vegetables, and help him wipe the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief later.Long Yan was very scared at first, but he liked Changling Lord's consideration.

"Your Majesty, what will I do in the future?" Long Yan asked, he heard his attendants call him Your Majesty, and he called him that too, since he was bought, he must have to work.

Mr. Changling stretched out his hand to twist a strand of his hair, sniffed it through his nose, and said softly: "You don't have to do anything, just follow me, and do whatever I tell you to do."

Long Yan looked at him suspiciously, Lord Changling touched his face with his hand and said, "You can call me Wuji, Long Yan."

"No worries."

"You are born with a handsome face, don't give up on yourself, I wish I hadn't found you earlier, you are so perfect." Lord Changling praised.

Long Yan lowered his head in shame when he heard this, since he was a child, he has always been slovenly and dirty, and no one has ever praised his appearance.

"You're pretty too." Long Yan said in a low voice.

Lord Changling smiled lightly: "I know." He asked again: "Are you full?"

"Ah."

Lord Changling pulled Longyan to the study, and Longyan asked, "What are you bringing me here for?"

perturbed

"Are you literate?"

Long Yan lowered his head and replied: "I can recognize some characters, but not completely."

Lord Changling gently pushed him to sit down in front of the desk: "I'll teach you how to read and write."

"what?"

Lord Changling said, "You must study hard!"

"Yes."

"I'll take a look at writing a few words." After speaking, Mr. Changling rubbed the ink on the inkstone, and handed the brush to Long Yan after it was stained with ink.

Long Yan turned his head and asked, "What characters are you writing?"

Lord Changling smiled gently, and said, "Just write my name! Lord Changling."

"Yes." Long Yan wrote down these three words seriously. Although he was very serious, the handwriting was still crooked, like chicken feet.

Mr. Changling had never seen his name written in such an ugly way, so he couldn't help laughing.

Long Yan looked at him aggrievedly, and said: "I never went to school, and I could barely eat at home, and I still secretly memorized the words."

Lord Changling patted his head, "I'm not kidding you, it's just that I suddenly saw my name written like this, and I felt an inexplicable sense of joy when I saw it. Long Yan, don't worry, no matter at any time, I will not will laugh at you."

Then he taught him how to hold the pen, sit upright, how to use the pen, and how to write basic gestures to make it look good. Long Yan listened carefully. He was originally a smart person, and he learned things quickly. Lord Changling treated him well. I am even more satisfied.

Long Yan didn't know much, so Lord Changling sat next to him with a book of poems and taught him to read and read.

Two months later, Long Yan had almost learned it, he could understand any book in the study, and he was good at calligraphy. Long Yan still lived in the room next to Mr. Changling, and had dinner with him. To teach Long Yan to read and write, Lord Changling behaved like Long Yan's master except that he was a little more affectionate towards him.

Holding hands, embracing shoulders, stroking his long hair, and occasionally touching his face, these actions, Mr. Changling would do to him whenever he had the opportunity.Long Yan once asked him why he treated him so differently, Lord Changling said that he wanted Long Yan to get used to his physical contact.

After two months, Long Yan didn't reject his touch at all.The gentle and delicate care and care made him happy, and every time he lay on the bed, he often thought of it, and sometimes he even dreamed of traveling in the mountains and rivers with Mr. Changling, and the two embraced each other intimately.

Mr. Changling brought Long Yan to an empty room, which was filled with various musical instruments, such as chime, xun, flute, qin, etc. Mr. Changling took him to kneel and sit at the qin table