The Melancholy of a Third-Rate Writer

The white skin is very clear on the big dark blue bed.

Qi Rui stretched out his hand to trace the curve of Editor-in-Chief Wen's back, not in a hurry to possess it.

Editor Wen's body tensed slightly.

Qi Rui moved his palm up and grabbed the editor-in-chief Wen's hair: "It's so sensitive just by touching it, how many people have trained it?"

The editor-in-chief did not speak.

He vaguely recalled the scene in his memory, he hid in the toilet hesitating whether to reject a middle-aged perverted man with ulterior motives, and happened to run into a little boy who seemed to be well-behaved.Although the boy was young, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people, looking at him with disdain and sneer, the contempt in his expression was obvious.

At that time, he did have the idea of ​​"It's all like that anyway, it doesn't matter if you betray yourself", right?

He almost degenerated to the point where he even looked down on himself.

It was the boy's disdain that chilled him.

Qi Rui's appearance didn't change much, and the editor-in-chief quickly confirmed that he was the boy from back then.

It's just that he was too unwilling to recall that painful time, so he even forgot the one-sided relationship in his memory.

Editor-in-Chief Wen was forced to raise his head to meet Qi Rui's gaze.

The feeling of looking down on him from a high place still hasn't changed.

There is always a gap between people. For example, when he was still struggling in the sea of ​​suffering, Qi Rui had already grown up faster than his peers—even more mature and smarter than him.

People like them can indeed look down on him.

Editor-in-Chief Wen closed his eyes.

Qi Rui leaned towards the tip of his nose and said, "Don't you want to think about how to please me? It seems that I have to teach you personally. It's really troublesome. In order to prevent you from recovering your strength, I have to handcuff you first. Do you have any objection?— —Brother Wen.” The last shout was intimate and sweet, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous, and he handcuffed the hands of Editor-in-Chief Wen to the head of the bed.

Editor-in-chief Wen was forced to bear half of his body's weight with both hands, and the severe pain from his wrist made him wake up suddenly.

He had to open his eyes and look at Qi Rui.

After meeting Qi Rui's gaze, editor-in-chief Wen's scalp tingled.

The teenager looked more dangerous than usual in bed.

Editor-in-Chief Wen regained his voice: "You are committing a crime."

Qi Rui smiled lightly and said, "Oh, you're ready to bring my semen to court? Then you have to clamp down a bit later, lest I don't have enough fun to ejaculate, let you There is no evidence."

Editor-in-Chief Wen realized that reasoning with Qi Rui would not work.

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Qi Rui hard.

Qi Rui seemed to be prepared for a long time, firmly grasped the kicked foot, and played with the beautiful ankle: "Do you want me to admire your cute toes? There is so much time tonight, don't worry." He scratched The sole of the editor-in-chief's foot, "I didn't expect you to recover so quickly. This is no fun. How about I handcuff your feet too?"

Editor-in-Chief Wen stepped back stiffly.

People are knives and I am fish.

Editor-in-Chief Wen said: "With Mr. Qi's conditions, if there is no one else, why bother to find me."

Qi Rui said: "Want to know the reason? It's okay to tell you, I just want to see if you can still pretend on the bed. Brother Wen, you know, I am the most curious at my age, and I can't control myself at all. ——Brother Wen, will you forgive me?"

The editor-in-chief was silent.

Qi Rui said: "If you don't forgive me, I will be very sad." He grabbed the editor-in-chief's hand and reached down, "If I am sad, it will be difficult to serve."

Editor-in-Chief Wen was forced to touch Qi Rui's fiery giant, and his face changed slightly.

Qi Rui said: "Are you scared? That's why I gave you some special medicine, otherwise you would definitely not be able to bear it. It's a pity that you got through the effects of the medicine too quickly, otherwise you wouldn't be in pain at all. Don't worry, Now that you're fully awake, I'll definitely do the foreplay."

Editor-in-Chief Wen's body tensed up.

Qi Rui really did a lot of foreplay as promised, but unfortunately, the malicious expansion was another kind of torture for the editor-in-chief, which made him cry several times.Even though he had made all the preparations, when he was really crushed by Qi Rui, it was as if every nerve of the editor-in-chief had been crushed.

The great pain and intense discomfort made him clenched his lower lip uncontrollably, until bright red blood oozed out from the bite.

Qi Rui stretched out his hand to pinch his chin: "Don't be stupid, what are you biting your lip for, call it out."

The editor-in-chief was panting heavily.

Qi Rui snorted coldly, and increased the force of the collision in dissatisfaction.

The editor-in-chief was covered in sweat.

The night seemed very long.

It was not until dawn that the editor-in-chief's hands were free again.

Editor-in-Chief Wen fell into the quilt in a dazed state.

Qi Rui got out of bed to take a bath for himself, and while drying his hair, he stared at Editor-in-Chief Wen's distressed upper body.

Watching him almost caught fire again.

Qi Rui cursed secretly, sat on the side of the bed and shook Editor-in-Chief Wen awake.

Editor Wen looked at him silently.

Qi Rui said: "I'm a bit unreasonable in bed, and I didn't want to harm others at first, so why did you bump into me by yourself. Anyway, it's not the first time for you. Have you ever met? I think we cooperated well last night, so let’s just make do with it.”

The editor-in-chief wanted to say something, but found that there was nothing to say at all.

With Qi Rui's temper, he would definitely treat everything he said as sophistry.

The editor-in-chief of the article said: "What will happen if I don't agree?"

Qi Rui laughed and said, "I will keep you here until you agree."

The editor-in-chief didn't know what to say.

Qi Rui made a "generous" condition: "If you agree, I'll give it to you..." He paused, and said what he could accept, "Three times a week if you refuse the opportunity, if you say no, I will never do it."

Editor-in-Chief: "..."

The guy is astonishingly arrogant even in that regard.

Editor-in-Chief Wen said, "Do I have the right to refuse this matter?"

Qi Rui said, "I think I've made it clear enough."

Editor-in-Chief Wen said: "...Okay."

In the next period of time, everyone felt that the atmosphere at the "Bridge" headquarters seemed to have changed again.

There seemed to be no more tension between Qi Rui and Chief Editor Wen.

Qi Rui even went to eat with editor-in-chief Wen from time to time, and the relationship between the two seemed to be getting better and better.

Most people breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the fight between them has finally turned into friendship.

Only editor-in-chief Wen knew how helpless he was.

He was trying to find out everything about Qi Rui.

If he had known that he would get involved with this guy when he came here, editor-in-chief Wen would rather stay at the provincial newspaper and be his editor-in-chief.

He really thinks too highly of himself, he can't deal with Qi Rui alone, how can he help them.

The editor-in-chief should learn more about Qi Rui and find a way to end their abnormal relationship.

Unexpectedly, he actually found something by mistake.

For example, Qi Rui hates "betrayal" so much because he was also betrayed by close friends.Qi Rui's personality is quite extreme, and after knowing that the other party has united with his family, he actually directly ruined his family's property - in the end, he even changed his surname to Qi, and almost no one remembered what his original surname was.

This guy's method is really shockingly cold.

After reading the fate of those who made Qi Rui "unhappy" before, Editor-in-Chief Wen felt a little complicated.Maybe it's because he has a good face, otherwise his situation must be similar to theirs.

Although it's not much better now.

Editor-in-Chief Wen put away the mobile phone that received the message and sighed.

Qi Rui just came out of the bathroom. He glanced at the editor-in-chief and asked, "Why are you sighing? Who made you angry again? I'll teach him a lesson for you."

The editor-in-chief of the article said: "No one makes me angry."

Qi Rui pressed the back of his head and asked for a kiss.

After the kiss, Qi Rui hummed: "Then why sigh, don't sigh, it sounds very bad luck."

Editor-in-Chief Wen said: "...OK."

Qi Rui directly pressed him beside the bed and drove straight in.

Editor-in-Chief Wen groaned in pain, and fell into the bedding feebly.He is not in particularly good health, and Qi Rui's desire, which is far stronger than ordinary people, is a very heavy burden for him, and he can't get out of bed for almost a whole day after each time.

Qi Rui seemed to think that his reaction was too boring, so he laughed obediently after getting a bargain: "Brother Wen, if you skip work tomorrow, you will lose your year-end bonus."

The editor-in-chief ignored him.

Qi Rui disliked being ignored the most. He left Editor Wen's body and handcuffed him again before Editor Wen could react.He opened a drawer on one side and took out a wad of money, and said with a smile: "Brother Wen, you can't get the year-end bonus, and my conscience is very disturbed. Why don't I give you the prize? Brother Wen, you have to take care of the money. It's a little dirty, I'll get a condom to help you put it on." He patted the editor-in-chief's buttocks with the money, took out the condom in front of the editor-in-chief, rolled the money into a long, straight strip and stuffed it in.

Editor-in-Chief Wen realized what Qi Rui was going to do, gritted his teeth and asked, "...What did I do wrong..."

Qi Rui said: "That's right, Brother Wen did a great job, so I'll give you a bonus—Are you unhappy, Brother Wen?" In the editor's body.

The strong sense of humiliation made the editor-in-chief tremble slightly.

Qi Rui was still dissatisfied, he squeezed the editor-in-chief's chest hard, and said, "Hold it for one night, and the money will be yours. It's so lucrative, keep it in your mouth obediently and don't move around, understand?"

After speaking, Qi Rui got out of bed, walked out of the room and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Editor-in-Chief Wen knew that he was going to spend the whole night in this humiliating posture.

He didn't understand how he offended Qi Rui at all.

At this time, Qi Rui was also sulking.

he is very angry.

Editor-in-chief Wen obviously agreed, but there was no response on the bed, and he was still sighing and showing his face to whom.He can never do stupid things like coaxing people. He can only do one thing when facing disobedient guys: abuse the other party's body, destroy the other party's will, and make the other party completely surrender to himself.

But thinking of Editor-in-Chief Wen's expression just now, Qi Rui felt like he had done something wrong.

Although he had personally witnessed the dirty deal between Editor-in-Chief Wen and that perverted middle-aged man back then, Editor-in-Chief Wen seemed to have reformed himself over the years, so it seemed...too much for him.

Qi Rui realized that he regretted a little, walked around the door twice, opened the door quickly and walked in.

Editor-in-Chief Wen was burying his head in the pillow, looking very vulnerable.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he froze, turned his head to the other side, hiding his reddish eye sockets.

Qi Rui stepped forward to remove all the things he had imposed on editor-in-chief Wen, and hugged editor-in-chief Wen into his arms without letting go.

Editor Wen gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Qi Rui said: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I just couldn't control myself, Brother Wen, I didn't do it on purpose, can you forgive me?"

Such pleading made editor-in-chief Wen a little helpless, he couldn't even tell if it was a sign of Qi Rui's attack or a sincere apology.

Seeing that the editor-in-chief was silent, Qi Rui tightened his arms, and his tone became tough again: "Anyway, you have to forgive me!"

Editor-in-Chief Wen said: "...um."

Qi Rui is satisfied.

He hugged Editor-in-Chief Wen and kissed that beautiful lips, and said, "I'll take you to take a bath."

Editor-in-Chief: "..."

What this guy wanted wasn't his forgiveness at all, just that he said "forgive".