After being scummed by four men

Zenyuan Shier touched the scar at the corner of his mouth, secretly staring at He Zecheng who was timidly surrounded by a group of children in displeasure.

He Zecheng lay on the small couch and dozed off with his eyes closed, completely indifferent to the children around him.

He is now in a hidden shrine of the Chanyuan family. Last night, he and the Chanyuan family reached a bondage—the Chanyuan family concealed his whereabouts for him and offered him sacrifices at any time to please him. The magician does not do it in the house of the Chanyuan.

He Zecheng didn't want to expose the fact that he couldn't leave Fuheshier, so he agreed after deliberately teasing them.

He Zecheng heard the rustling sound in front of him, opened his eyes expressionlessly, and looked at them coldly, seeing a group of children desperately huddling together like a group of lambs being rubbed against each other.

These children were the toys given to him by the family of the Buddhist monastery, and they were ordinary people without magic power.

Of course, this also includes Zenyuan Shier.

The Chanyuan family is really out of their minds, why do they think he is interested in a group of children.

Thinking of this, He Zecheng couldn't help but cast his gaze on Zenyuan Shier, who was leaning coldly at the door with folded arms.

The inhuman, unrestrained side of the curse reminded He Zecheng of the sexiness and aggression of the black panther when he was playing hard on him.

Zenyuan Shier saw that the curse finally looked towards him, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, looking foolish, but his heart became tense uncontrollably.

thump... thump... thump...

However, the curse coldly retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again.

Zenyuan Shier: "..."

Zenyuan Shier gritted his teeth and walked over with a stinky face.

When He Zecheng's eyes fell on Zenyuan Shier's more immature face and thinner figure than his adulthood, he suddenly came to his senses.

He is Zenyuan Shier now, not the Fu Heisher who can do whatever he wants to him.

He Zecheng's eyes gradually faded, then moved away boredly, closed them again, and took a nap to pass the time.

However, he heard angry footsteps approaching him, as well as the chaotic footsteps of children fleeing in panic.

He Zecheng has no interest in the current Zen Academy Shier, his expression is normal, his eyes are still closed as if he didn't hear anything, and he doesn't bother to talk to the other party.

Then he heard the young Heaven and Tyrant in front of him, lowered his immature voice, and said to him:

"You're not interested in them, I can feel that."

He Zecheng still ignored him, and then he heard the Chanyuan say:

"I'm special, right?"

Zenyuan Shier's voice carried a kind of frivolous determination, but He Zecheng could hear a kind of uneasiness.

He Zecheng opened his eyes, one black and one gold, and looked at him indifferently.

"Is it because I am the Heaven and the Curse?" Zenyuan Shier said slowly, staring into his eyes as he spoke, "Because you are a monster, and I am the only monster here?"

He Zecheng's eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

"If that's the case, why do you still need those rubbish?" Zenyuan Shier said, sitting on the side of He Zecheng's couch, looking down at him and whispering, "Since you have decided to favor me, why not be more thorough?"

Because the children in the hall were silent like cicadas, even though Zenyuan Shier lowered his voice, everyone still heard his words clearly, and couldn't help but gasped.

Zenyuan Shier just stared at the blond and cursed. He knew that what he said was very bold. If he guessed wrong or angered the other party, he might die here today.

But he did it anyway, and gambled like a madman.

Because this is the first time he has been favored since he was born, and this kind of preference is like sticky honey that makes him hard to give up.

Zenyuan Shier yearns for this preference and is greedy for this preference. He wants to get this preference and completely possess this feeling.

Then Zenyuan Shier got an inexplicable answer, which was neither good nor bad.

He Zecheng said this:

"It's not a preference, and it's indeed special, but it's not for you, monastery brat."

He Zecheng propped his head on his hands, reclining loosely on the small couch, staring at him and said.

Zenyuan Shier pursed his lips and clenched his fists.

"What's special to me is that guy named Fuheshier, not you who is surnamed Zenyuan now." He Zecheng said lightly, "You are still far behind."

Zenyuan Shier, Fu Heisher, who am I now?Zenyuan was taken aback for a moment, what do you mean?

But he could tell that He Zecheng was more interested in him when he grew up.

Seeing He Zecheng's eyes closed again, Zenyuan Shier stared at him silently for a while, then turned and left the hall.

In the days that followed, He Zecheng was fawned on by the young Tian and the tyrant. At the same time, the strength of Zenyuan Shier also grew at an astonishing speed.

When Zenyuan Shier first came, he would push all the children away with a bad face. He Zecheng understood that it was this greedy leopard trying to monopolize his attention.

Later, the Chanyuan Shier got even worse. He directly drove the children out of the hall, locked the gate, and nakedly showed his greed.

He Zecheng has always been indifferent, and never said a word about any of his actions.

The Chanyuan family had some complaints about this, but seeing that He Zecheng was not angry at all, they didn't say much, they just regarded the arrogant Zenyuan Shier as his pet.

Soon, the 16-year-old Zenyuan Shier joined the Zenyuan family's logistics team, stayed in the team, began to fight and experience constantly, and often left the Zenyuan family.

When He Zecheng first heard that Zenyuan Shier would often leave the Zenyuan home, he was a little flustered.

He can't be too far away from the monastery, but he can't tell anyone about it.

However, on the night that Zenyuan Shier left home for the first time, He Zecheng felt the anxiety and panic that his heart burst like a collapse, and he fell asleep unconsciously and had a dream within a dream.

This is the first time for Zenyuan Shier to stay in a place other than He Zecheng, and he slept very restlessly.

While tossing and turning, Zenyuan even had a dream.

"Ha!" He Zecheng felt the danger of being bitten on the neck, and unconsciously let out a gasp.

A black panther bites a black cat with golden eyes.

Then the black panther loosened its mouth again, stuck out its barbed tongue, lowered its head, and slowly licked the black cat's soft belly, as if to appease or mark possession.

He Zecheng trembled, everything in front of him became blurred, and finally the whole dream disappeared like a dissipating fog.

Afterwards, in the days when Zenyuan Shier left home and stayed in the team to practice with his body, He Zecheng didn't feel any anxiety and panic anymore, but he would dream every night. In the dream, there was a black panther facing the black cat that had turned into He behaved in various ways that puzzled him.

At the same time, since Zenyuan Shier joined the Juliu team, something has become wrong.

The 16-year-old Zenyuan Shier has initially grown tall and strong as an adult. He pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing He Zecheng who seemed to be asleep with his back to the door, he walked over briskly. Climb up the couch.

Zenyuan Shier looked at his soft blond hair and his slender neck from behind He Zecheng, and finally his eyes fell on He Zecheng's snow-white shoulders, which had slipped off because of his sleeping position.

Zenyuan Shier put his hand on it lightly, and then rubbed it like kneading.

He Zecheng woke up suddenly, feeling his warm and powerful palm clamping his shoulders, couldn't help scolding him angrily:

"Chanyuan Shier, my tolerance for you is limited, don't test my patience."

He Zecheng's tone was cold, but his voice was a little hoarse.

However, the young Tian and Tyrant, who had never had sex before, knew nothing about it, and just let He Zecheng go silently.

Since then, Shier of the Chanyuan seldom came, and even if he did, he just stood at the door and didn't come in.

He stood at the door with his arms folded, his head slightly lowered, but the whites of his black eyes were faintly raised, staring at him rightly, like a wild beast ready to go, always seeing He Zecheng flustered.

Because of the bondage, He Zecheng couldn't use the spell power at the Zenyuan's house.

He Zecheng bit his lip lightly, he could only bet that Zenyuan even cared about him, so much that he didn't dare to do anything that might make him angry.

Zenyuan Shier really didn't do anything extra, it's just that those dreams became more and more excessive, and tonight was especially different.

He Zecheng appeared in human form, but with a pair of cat ears on his head and a slender tail behind him.

The corner of He Zecheng's mouth twitched, his face turned dark, he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, he watched the black panther transform into a black-haired boy with leopard ears—18-year-old Chanyuan Shier.

He Zecheng: "..."

Seeing the growing desire in Zenyuan Shier's eyes, He Zecheng turned and ran away without hesitation.

He is a curse!Absolutely don't want to have any entanglement with humans!

However, the next second he was thrown down.

"Chanyuan Shier!" He Zecheng stared at him viciously, seeing the leopard-eared man who was smiling and stripped him naked with a flick of his fingers, he could only yell at him sternly.

Zenyuan Shier straightened up with a chuckle, his eyes carefully surveyed every inch of his skin, and said in a low voice:

"He Zecheng, do you prefer me?"

He Zecheng stared at him fiercely and said nothing.

"Don't be shy," Chanyuan Shi'er raised his eyebrows with a light smile, leaned over to He Zecheng, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be shy, it's okay...I prefer you too."

He Zecheng bit his lip and closed his eyes, trembling, and stopped looking at him.

"Although it's useless, you are always like this, indifferent, and don't care about me at all." Chanyuan Shier said so, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Preference? You just don't bother to talk to other people."

He Zecheng felt that his tail was slowly entangled by another tail, stroking himself softly and ambiguously, and he was so frightened that he shouted at the Chanyuan and said:

"Chanyuan Shier, how dare you!"

Zenyuan Shier lowered his head and laughed:

"Dare? Why don't I dare?"

Then he stretched out his hand, stroked He Zecheng's cheek, and murmured:

"Do you know how hard I endure every time I see you?"

He Zecheng breathed heavily and turned his face away to avoid his touch.

"Do you know how much I want to pin you on the couch and viciously violate you, so that you can no longer maintain that indifference and aloofness?" Zenyuan Shier gritted his teeth, forcibly turned his face away, and forced him to look to himself, "But I dare not! Because—"

Zenyuan Shier lowered his head, buried it in his chest and said softly:

"Because your preference is the only thing I have when I have nothing."

You turned a free and crazy gambler into a fearful coward who restrained himself.

"I'm a curse!" He Zecheng felt the palm of his waist in panic, and said sternly, "The Chanyuan is so Er! You crazy! Do you want to do it with the curse?"

"Is it not possible?" Zenyuan Shier grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled frivolously and crazy, "Monster and monster, don't you think they match well?"

He Zecheng still wanted to say something, but he suddenly arched his flexible waist as if he had been stabbed, a thin layer of red appeared on his face, and he groaned and panted lightly.

It has been more than two years since Zenyuan Shier joined the Jujuliu team.

Those who are not Zen monasteries are not magicians, and those who are not magicians are not human beings.Under the creed of the Zenyuan family, Shier's life in the Zenyuan became more and more difficult.

Zenyuan Shier wanted to leave the Zenyuan family, but he didn't want to leave He Zecheng.

So he decided to test He Zecheng to see if he was willing to leave with him.

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There is still a chapter, ah, I don’t know if I can code it out (throwing the slippery shovel

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