little bitch

17.

Zhang Lun was sitting by the bed in the hotel, with his legs spread out and his upper body naked.A man with a beer belly held a candle in one hand, and the wax dripped on him.

"Does it hurt? Why don't you say anything, it's boring."

The man reeked of alcohol, but he was not drunk. The props at hand were ready one by one, and his mind was not to mention sober.

"Letting Li Bocan introduce someone who can afford it...isn't that good. It's like a gourd. Don't rush to be an 'inflatable doll.'"

The man took the string and twisted Zhang Lun's neck round and round, and said, "Which one do you respond to better?"

Zhang Lun couldn't catch a breath, so he could only grit his teeth.The man's greasy face disturbed him, and he slowly closed his eyes.Playing suffocating sex, I don't know how many people can die in a year, if a man fails, he will burp.Zhang Lun's mind is empty, and everything around him has no real sense.

Today, Thursday, Zhong Sen will stay at the school after finishing a test.

The moment the rope was loosened, Zhang Lun coughed violently with his neck stuck.He choked on his own saliva in the trachea, and the more he coughed, the more he couldn't stop.Zhang Lun wiped the saliva on his face and smiled at the man, "What's the use of me having a good time, I'll help you."

The man handed the rope to Zhang Lun with great interest, and Zhang Lun took it without any hesitation. Seeing the man's face turn pale, his mouth and nose venting out, Zhang Lun still didn't let go of his grip.

"Damn, are you courting death?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief and punched Zhang Lun on the bridge of the nose. Zhang Lun ignored the bleeding from his nose, and there was a polite and humble smile on his lifeless face, as if he was wearing a mask. .

Zhang Lun said, "It's cool."

The man hesitated and nodded.After all, people are afraid of death, and men usually can't play so well.

And men, of course, do it to the end.Apart from pain, Zhang Lun felt nothing.Know the taste from the marrow.I haven't compared it before, so it doesn't matter.Now... I just ate the cloyingly sweet milk candy, and I drank another sip of pure milk, and I could spit it out with nausea.

It doesn't matter how he feels, what matters is customer satisfaction.Zhang Lun seemed to have been disassembled for a round, the parts were not put back together, so he could only lie on the bed and pretend to be dead.He was so tired that he fell asleep with a cloudy body.

When Li Bocan asked him to beg him, Zhang Lun felt a chill in his heart.In the past, Zhang Lun took advantage of Li Bocan, one was because of his friendship for many years, and the other was that Li Bocan had a calculation in his heart, he would never suffer by himself.

After answering the phone, Zhang Lun had only one thought.Li Bocan came to collect debts.

Zhang Lun felt in a daze that he was floating in the water, and the back'acupoint was digging with both hands. Just soaking in warm water was already painful, let alone being touched by others.Zhang Lun woke up with a jolt.

He was lying in the bathtub, and Zhong Sen was cleaning up after doing things for him with a gloomy face.

Li Bocan, I'm □□'mother' forced!

Zhang Lun was not angry when Li Bocan called him to deal with a pervert.Zhang Lun didn't care about being pressed by the pervert to do the piston movement.Zhong Sen ran up to him, and Zhang Lun's heart was suddenly aroused.

Zhong Sen didn't speak, and Zhang Lun couldn't find anything to say.What's more, his hands and feet were weak and he didn't have the slightest strength to lift his eyes.Zhong Sen picked him up and threw him on the bed.Zhang Lun looked around and found that he was no longer in the original hotel.

Zhang Lun originally wanted to say something, but Zhong Sen held back when he saw Zhong Sen.After a while, he said, "I'm moving out. I won't do your business anymore. I don't want this month's money either."

Zhong Sen ignored him, Zhang Lun felt like an idiot.As far as he is concerned, whether Zhong Sen or that man, his money is earned by selling his ass.Specifically how to please the employer is a technical issue.

Zhang Lun couldn't explain it, and he felt panicked. He stayed by Zhong Sen's side for a long time, and the strength in his hands was exhausted.A lazy bastard like him would never sit still if he could lie down. Isn't he like an octopus clinging to Zhong Sen these days?

No way.This will not work.Zhang Lun looked straight at Zhong Sen, "I don't want your money anymore."

18.

Li Bocan mentioned it hastily, but Zhang Lun really considered whether he might be serious about Zhong Sen.When he thought about this question, it was already wrong.Therefore, he took this thought aside and didn't think about it any further.

It's useless, Zhang Lun doesn't want to bother.If you look at it from his point of view, most of the people in the world spend their love in vain.

Zhong Sen didn't agree or disagree with Zhang Lun's words, but Zhang Lun couldn't enter Zhong Sen's house the next day.It can be seen that Zhong Sen listened.

Zhang Lun looked at his watch and estimated that Zhong Sen would be back at six o'clock, so he ran downstairs, squatted at the door of Zhong Sen's room with an ice cream in his hand, and gnawed it.

"You are Zhong Sen's... roommate." A well-dressed middle-aged woman stood in front of Zhang Lun, her blue chiffon skirt swaying before Zhang Lun's eyes.

Zhang Lun jumped up on the spot, threw the ice cream stick, rubbed his hands together and said, "Yes. Are you his mother?"

Zhang Lun was able to guess that it was all due to the similarity between Zhong Sen and Zhong's mother. He couldn't think of anything to say to Zhong Sen's mother, so he wanted to avoid it when he got up.

"Student, let's talk." Mother Zhong called to stop him.

It seems that Mother Zhong misunderstood him a lot.

Coming out of the cafe, Zhang Lun had a restaurant in his pocket.

Personal experience has proved that the feeling of being slapped in the face with Grandpa Mao is quite ecstasy.Mother Zhong is not ignorant of Zhong Sen's activities, but she is obviously not very familiar with it either.She misunderstood that Zhang Lun was Zhong Sen's little boyfriend, and slammed a check on the table aggressively.

There is a pie in the sky, and Zhang Lun can't wait to pick it up.However, he became playful and pretended to be confused.

Mother Zhong was so refreshing that she called Zhang Lun.

On the other end of the phone was my mother who was crying with snot and tears.This time I owed 5 yuan outside, and the usury came to the door and said that I would chop my hands.

Chop it.Chop it up.

Zhang Lun took the check and lost his mind.

It's a short hand, but Zhang Lun still has to get back the luggage left by Zhong Sen.

Only a day later, Zhong Sen opened the door to Zhang Lun, and Zhang Lun felt like he was in a dream again.

"Li Bocan said, you and I are in the same high school, have we met?" Zhang Lun asked suddenly.

Zhong Sen was sitting on the sofa watching TV news, pressed the remote control to turn off the program, and said, "You really didn't remember?"

Zhang Lun studied Zhong Sen's face up and down, left and right, and shook his head.

Zhong Sen said: "You were criticized at school in your first year of high school, remember."

Zhang Lun was dumbfounded.He has no reason to forget.

That incident was very simple to say, it was nothing more than the first counseling incident in his life where he pretended to be coercive but was fucked instead.He tried to persuade the fight when he was full, but he was beaten into the principal's office instead.

He hadn't forgotten about it, but he still couldn't recall meeting Zhong Sen.

Zhang Lun didn't think about it, and Zhong Sen didn't continue talking.Zhang Lun came out of Zhong Sen's house with a bag of clothes and a backpack, and Zhong Sen slammed the door behind him. This is the reality.

If Zhong Sen felt frustrated and beat him to the ground until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, that was also the reality.