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His expression was slightly sluggish, and there was enthusiasm in his eyes. The trace of panic that he was still carrying disappeared. Yu Minglang stared, and his hands stopped. The atmosphere in Nuoda's room was strange, the lights were dim, The tall Caucasian man on the carpet was pressed to the ground, his hands were tied, and a thin Asian boy was riding on his body. The shadows of the two hit the wall, ambiguous.

Liam stuck out his tongue, and the scarlet tip of his tongue brushed across his lips, showing a smile: "Yu?"

The bushy brows were raised up, and the expression was dark and unclear.

Yu Minglang seemed to be stunned, his cheeks were slightly red.

"shit!"

As if being humiliated, the young man's face suddenly became ugly, his eyes were full of anger, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased, drawing a red mark on Liam's hand.

Liam's expression changed from joy to pain, struggling: "wait, wait!"

He gasped in pain, his fingers twisted and squirmed, but Yu Minglang skillfully locked his movements with his legs, preventing him from moving.

There was a trace of irritation in his tone: "Shut up!"

Liam just lay on the ground as if to be dealt with, this stick!He only heard a muffled grunt, leaving a black shoe print on the light blue jeans.

Rubbing his face against the carpet, he suddenly muttered a few words: "Aren't you afraid that I'll call someone?"

Yu Minglang turned his head to look at him and glanced around, Liam sneered: "Yu, what do you want to play?"

"if you······"

"Uh, uh!"

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly stuffed a towel into his mouth. The towel still smelled of sweat, filling Liam's mouth.

Yu Minglang clapped his hands and wiped them with a tissue: "There is no chance now."

He swept all the clothes and quilts on the big bed to the floor, ignored Liam's resistance, dragged Liam's wrist, and turned his body abruptly, Yu Minglang's muscles were tense, his arms were bent, his nose stuck Rough, the power that erupts from the wrist is horrifying.

Liam used to be afraid of Yu Minglang because this Asian boy always made him feel threatened, but this time, he felt panic for the first time.

Why?Is it because of the astonishing power emanating from this arm?It was he who glanced at himself, like eyes quenched with venom. Some people intimidate everyone with force, but some people can make people fearful with just a look.

Liam suddenly struggled violently, like a dying fish, Yu Minglang dragged him onto the bed with a burst of brute force, and fixed his hands on the short bedpost.

Liam whined as he kicked his legs, his carefully brushed hair draped across his forehead before heading downstairs.

Yu Minglang tied his trembling legs to the end of the bed with the shirt on the ground. Liam's clothes on the upper body had already been thrown away when he was pulling them. His upper body was bare, his legs were wide open, and his movements were shameful.

Yu Minglang glanced at his watch, there were 8 minutes left.

Under Liam's horrified eyes, he held a pair of scissors in his hand and slowly approached him, kneeling on the bed, the soft velvet mattress sunken in a large area.

He clicked the scissors twice, showing a smile, and the metal reflection hit his face frighteningly.

He carefully looked at Liam's body, with a strong physique and tight muscles. Dark body hair spread from the chest to the inside of the trouser waist. The light-colored jeans were slightly opened, revealing the dark-colored underwear inside.

"Liam."

This claims to be gentle, but it made Liam's hair stand on end. Looking at Yu Minglang's handsome face, he suddenly thought that the sea monster would use a beautiful singing voice to lure everyone before catching people. This kind of tenderness is different from usual. , It was like a dangerous omen, which made him feel alarmed. He tried to shake the bed with his hands and make some noises to attract the attention of people outside the room, but everyone in the house was on the first floor, and the second floor was the owner's private domain. Except for cleaning, very few servants would come up privately. It was the first time Liam felt what it meant to shoot himself in the foot, and he regretted it now.

Under Liam's terrified gaze, Yu Minglang slowly lowered the scissors, and approached his lower part, and cut open his trousers.

The fabric was cut open with a "stab", and the cold scissors were pressed against the warm skin. Yu Minglang lowered his eyebrows, as if he was cutting paper, carefully, and his tone was flat, as if he was talking about today's weather: "I'm running out of time."

He looked up at Liam, and continued his movements. Liam's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. All his senses were on the cold scissors, and he had no time to worry about so many other things. He didn't even hear clearly what Yu Minglang was doing. say what.

The jeans were quickly cut to pieces in half a minute, peeling off Liam's sturdy thighs, and he slowly moved the scissors up to his crotch...

There was a huge monster dormant there, sleeping quietly, but his master was not so calm, that place was too threatening, he whimpered, his body trembled slightly through the towel, Yu Minglang He gestured on it twice with scissors, and every time the scissors opened and closed, the man's body trembled.

In the chilly season, a thin layer of sweat formed on Liam's body, and it slid down his skin. His eyes were fixed on the scissors with a cold light, and his whole body was tense.

The tense movement caused Yu Minglang to chuckle, he put his hands on his forehead, picked up the scissors, and said softly to him, "Don't be afraid."

Liam's eyes widened in vain, his head was tilted upwards, and his throat was trembling violently.

Yu Minglang snorted, threw the scissors on the ground, and took out the phone from the side.

The expected pain did not come, he lowered his head slightly, his face stiffened instantly, and the last fig leaf covering his body was scattered all around.

He saw Yu Minglang adjusting his mobile phone, and suddenly realized something, his legs subconsciously curled up, but he couldn't do anything, he shook his head, and his face turned red.

A trace of disgust appeared on Yu Minglang's face, as if he disliked his body.

He quickly, even glanced over, took a few pictures, and then put the phone away.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, there were 2 minutes left: "Just right."

Liam stared at him, and pulled the rope vigorously, the big bed was shaken loudly, Yu Minglang took the clothes hanging there from the chair, and blocked his penis.

After finishing all this, he stood at the head of the bed with his hands in his hands, looked down at him, and said after a while, "I'm leaving."

Liam stares, with a rare tinge of anger there.

But Yu Minglang acted as if he didn't see it, still calm, he said: "I'm going back to China."

Liam stopped struggling and became quieter, as if asking, what did you say?

He shook his head: "It's not the kind of going back."

"Thanks to you, I may stay there forever," he smiled sarcastically, kicking Liam's side with his foot, "Thanks to you, all my plans have been disrupted."

He shook his mobile phone: "Parting gift, do you like it?"

He put his hands in his pockets, and when he turned around again, his eyes were filled with coldness, leaving only the bang bang bang behind him.

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I have been doing social practice outside recently, and the update is irregular, but don’t worry haha, the number of words must be enough~