After being scummed by four men

Makoto He Ze shamefully felt a sense of fulfillment that the emptiness had been drained away.

In the first nearly a year, He Zecheng was lonely and ignored all the time because of the cold war with Xia Youjie, but in the next year, Xia Youjie entangled with him twice because of bad intentions, This strong contrast made He Zecheng uncontrollably sick.

The sweat on Xia Youjie's forehead dripped down onto He Zecheng's snow-white back along his graceful jaw line. He gasped, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and looked at He Zecheng lying on the quilt with some doubts:

"Cheng, are you a little too..."

Xia Youjie thought for a while, and said tactfully, "Too enthusiastic."

"...No!" He Zecheng interrupted him with a hoarse voice. With red eyes, he turned his head and gave him a hard look, but Xia Youjie moved immediately, which made He Zecheng clearly feel that he was too much. flattering response.

He Zecheng: "..."

Xia Youjie rubbed his waist with his thumb, with a smile on his face.

He Zecheng burst into tears from his laughter.

Xia Youjie quickly put away the smile on his face, and wanted to hug him into his arms to comfort him, but after hugging him, he felt a more enthusiastic response from the other party, which made Xia Youjie's originally intended comforting words stuck Suddenly, the arm muscles around him tensed up, as if trying to endure something.

He Zecheng originally wanted to cry harder, but because of Xia Youjie's patient reaction, he was turned into a series of coquettish whimpers.

"Cheng," Xia Youjie gritted his teeth and took a quick breath. His voice was hoarse and dangerous, and he said to He Zecheng, "I think it's better for us to talk after we're done." Then, regardless of the other party's reaction, Move hard.

The two ended up talking about nothing.

Because they had been messing around for too long, Xia Youjie only had time to wash the two of them, kissed He Zecheng lightly on the forehead, and left for work in a hurry.

Although he didn't talk about anything, Xia Youjie looked at him with a knowing chuckle before leaving, which always made He Zecheng feel embarrassed that he knew everything.

"Lord God!"

"Lord God!"

"Lord God!"

He Zecheng was so painful that he curled up into a small ball silently, but he couldn't avoid the shouting like a tsunami.

What the hell is Xia Youjie doing?

He Zecheng felt that his whole body was going to be torn into pieces, and the voice of praising "Master God" expanded to a deafening level later on.

In a trance, He Zecheng seemed to smell the faint cursing stench again.

In September 2015, Xia Youjie stood on the high platform, smiling and glanced at the curse masters he gathered later, as well as the boys and girls who he picked up and turned into magicians.

No way, the chances of winning are still not enough. When dealing with Wu, they can at most attract attention, and they can't even hold it back.

Xia Youjie regretted in his heart, it's a pity that Cheng still refused to let go, but thinking of Cheng's reaction this morning, he couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

Maybe the day when Cheng succumbs will come soon.

In the dimness, He Zecheng heard someone calling him anxiously:

"Master Kazawa!"

He Zecheng's face was pale, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the door.

The cry came from the door.

"Toru? Ichino Toru?" He Zecheng confirmed with some overwhelmed reaction.

How did this kid come here?

The door was locked with a special spell, and Toru Ichino couldn't get in, and he didn't even dare to touch the door, because if he touched the door, he would be thrown out violently as if he had been electrocuted by high-voltage electricity.

Ichino touched it two or three times without giving up, and after being thrown out two or three times, he reluctantly confirmed that he really couldn't do anything about this door.

Scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, he called He Zecheng outside.He sneaked out while Xia Youjie was "training". Xia Youjie was so possessive of He Zecheng, if Xia Youjie caught him, he would die.

At first, the joyful voices he heard that night made him extremely disappointed for a while, and he thought that he had misunderstood that Xia Youjie was controlling He Zecheng, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and finally decided to come to see He Zecheng secretly Be honest and listen to him tell the truth himself.

As a result, when we saw each other today, no need to ask, this door is enough to show that He Zecheng must not be willing.

"Kasawa-sama!" Ichino Toru raised his voice slightly, and at the same time he turned his head nervously to see if anyone noticed the intrusion here.

"Che?" A rustling sound came from the room, followed by weak footsteps approaching the door.

Ichino Tetsu's Adam's apple rolled, and he could imagine He Zecheng standing at the door beautifully, which made his mind wander for a while, and then he heard He Zecheng asked eagerly:

"Che, what are Pan Xingjiao and Mr. Xia You doing recently?"

Ichino Toru hesitated, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Although he really loves Master He Ze, for the safety of Master He Ze, he even risked being killed by Master Xia You to confirm whether he is safe or not, but this does not mean that he is willing to see Master Xia You's plan fail .

Ever since he knew that the magic spirit that killed his parents was born from the magic power leaked by ordinary people, he began to unswervingly support Lord Xia You's plan.

Ichino fell silent.

At this time, he heard a sad sob, which softened Ichino Toru's still immature heart.

"..." Ichino Toru turned his head away, as if avoiding his own betrayal, he whispered, "Master Xia You, you have been training us recently, as well as those curse masters."

Curse Master?Xia Youjie mixed up with the curse master?He Zecheng didn't expect this possibility, which made him stunned.

Didn't Mr. Xia You also become a curse master?

At this moment, Toru Ichino's eager voice interrupted his thoughts:

"Master He Ze, how can I rescue you?"

He Zecheng also realized that now is not the time to care about what Xia Youjie is going to do, the most important thing is to escape first, so he also hurriedly said:

"Find a super magic tool, any kind will do, and then come back, I will show you the location and let you break the seal from the outside."

"Okay! Master Kasawa! I'll go back as soon as I go!" After Ichino Toru had memorized it carefully, he was about to get up, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of airflow behind him, which made his pupils shrink, and then he was pinched shoulder.

"Where do you plan to take Cheng?" Xia Youjie smiled lightly, "Tell me, I'm curious too."

Cold sweat dripped down Ichino Toru's forehead, and there was a "creak" and "creak" almost crushed sound from his shoulder, but he closed his mouth tightly and didn't make any sound in a daze.

He didn't want He Zecheng to feel guilty about himself.

But how could He Zecheng fail to guess?

"Xia Youjie! Let go!" He Zecheng said coldly from behind the door, "You are going to kill a child today because he refuses to listen to you, but will you kill me tomorrow because I don't listen to you? "

Xia Youjie paused, he let go of his hand, his face was gloomy: "Cheng, you are trying to provoke me on purpose, I know."

But Xia Youjie was still injured, he felt stabbed in the heart by the person he loved the most, blood splashed all over for a moment, the feeling was indescribable.

"Let him go, come in, I want to talk to you." He Zecheng remained unmoved, his voice still cold.

Xia Youjie gloomily glanced at Toru Ichino, whose head was lowered and trembling, and raised his chin contemptuously:

"Get out of here."

If he was not the child picked up by He Zecheng, he would have died long ago.

Xia Youjie absolutely cannot bear anyone touching, or even coveting He Zecheng.

After saying that, Xia Youjie opened the door and walked in.

"Why do you train?" He Zecheng walked a few steps inside, and asked coldly with his back to Xia Youjie, but suddenly remembered the fate of those times when he turned his back to Xia Youjie, and couldn't help tensing up turned around.

Xia Youjie turned his head to the side and did not speak, but his eyes slowly turned back, looking at him quietly, staring at He Zecheng quietly like a wild wolf.

He Zecheng was stared at with horror, but he gritted his teeth and continued to ask calmly:

"Why mix with the curse master?"

Xia Youjie remained silent, but turned his head back, and stretched his strong neck under He Zecheng's stern gaze.

He Zecheng felt a kind of threat coming to his face, which made him take a small step back.

Xia Youjie tilted his head to look at him, and smiled lightly, his long and narrow eyes were fixed on him, focused and seductive.

He Zecheng couldn't help but took another step back, blushing and heartbeat made him want to look away, but because he was afraid that Xia Youjie would pounce on him, he was forced to watch him vigilantly.

"Cheng, I want to hug you." Xia Youjie said as he watched his eyes darken suddenly, and approached He Zecheng as he spoke.

"I'm telling you something serious!" He Zecheng shouted at Xia Youjie angrily, but his voice was trembling unbelievably, and his body was too weak to take a step back. He could only let Xia Youjie come over and hold the own face.

Xia Youjie looked at the eagerness in He Zecheng's eyes, and curled his lips calmly. He lowered his head and slowly covered the other's lips. He Zecheng couldn't help but want to respond. He backed away mischievously from time to time.

"You!" He Zecheng stared at him with red eyes, and then gasped lightly when Xia Youjie lowered his head again and protruded the tip of his tongue.

"Ha——" He Zecheng was tempted by Xia Youjie's tongue to pry open his lips, and entangled with each other's lips and tongues.

Xia Youjie kissed him deeply on purpose, forcing him to bend down, lean back, and secretly hooked his lips.

He Zecheng felt that his rationality had evaporated. As soon as Xia Youjie met him, he couldn't think anymore. He only wanted to be possessed, embraced, and drive away the cold and empty loneliness.

Xia Youjie kissed him soothingly and erotically, the palm holding his cheek slowly slid down, fingers teasingly drew a circle on the sensitive skin behind his ear, then slid down to his neck, pinched him ambiguously pinched He Zecheng's neck, causing He Zecheng to whimper softly.

He Zecheng felt weakly that Xia Youjie's hand slid onto his shoulder again, stroking gently, disturbing his mood at once, and then hugging his back full of possessiveness.

He Zecheng felt that his heart was beating very fast and very slow, and his heart seemed to be roasted by a flame named Xia Youjie, slowly melting away.

The atmosphere between the two became more and more charming, but at this moment Xia Youjie suddenly let go of He Zecheng.

"Cheng, come with me." Xia Youjie said suddenly.

"Huh?" He Zecheng's eyes were loose, his lips were red and swollen, and he lay on his strong chest, his mind was in a mess.

"My righteousness, your ideal, if we join forces, who can stop us?" Xia Youjie stroked He Zecheng's blond hair and persuaded softly.

He Zecheng also reacted, he lowered his eyelids, and said coldly:

"Impossible, give up, I won't help you anyway."

The tenderness on Xia Youjie's face faded, and he said softly:

"Really……"

Then he pulled He Zecheng to the small couch, he lay down on the small couch, put He Zecheng on his body and sat down.

"Then please, Cheng," Xia Youjie raised an eyebrow at He Zecheng with a smile, "I don't really want to move today."

He Zecheng: "..."

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I'll try and see if I can write another chapter (The Revenant