Hodge suspects that Brett is sabotaging his mood.
After being seen through his identity as an inner city man, he was annoyed that he had lost a game, and he had no interest in doing things at all. Now Hodge just wants to beat him, make him howl, make him suffer, make him cry bitterly, and regret that he committed a crime. next fault.
There was no response to continue, Brett heaved a sigh of relief, his virginity was saved.
At the same time, he felt a faint sense of disappointment. He is not a saint. Thank you. He always flirts with extremely beautiful men and plays deadly master-servant games. He will also feel temptation and sometimes waver.
Somewhere in my heart I thought darkly: Just like this, the fake show is really done, you have endured for too long, suppressed for too long, give it a little indulgence, no one will blame you.
But a voice retorted: You will blame yourself.
The devil is whispering again: You want that man, he's beautiful isn't he? Still an inner city guy! Aristocratic aristocrats! It is in front of you at this moment, there is no defense, let you deal with it! Vent the humiliation and pain you have suffered to him, and you will feel the ultimate joy and happiness! Just think what they did to you! Don't you want revenge
Brett: Of course I would, but it's the scum I want to get revenge on.
Demon: What's the difference? Which inner city people are innocent? Don't forget what you have to do, they are all your enemies!
Brett: No, he has not done anything to hurt me so far. I will guard against him, guard against him, and use him, but I cannot use this as an excuse to hurt him.
Demon: Hypocrite! The kindness of women!
Brett: But fuck you, it sounds so grand, you just want to be fucked.
The devil sneered: I am you.
Brett: ... I am Buddha.
While Bright was criticizing and self-criticizing, Hodge was also reflecting.
He is impatient.
Because of the covetousness of other inner city people, he had the urge to occupy Bright as soon as possible, and he did not hesitate to change his original plan. His reckless behavior caused him to lose his usual calmness and create a flaw. But fortunately, he reacted in time and made a remedy, hiding his true identity to avoid being discovered by Brett.
Correction, avoiding early detection by Bright.
One day he will take the initiative to tell him, hurt him, mock him, and pick the fruits of victory.
On this point, he was very firm.
Hodge looked at Brett in deep thought. At this moment, the man put away his fierce aggressiveness, and returned to his usual silent and gentle appearance. He retracted like a tiger's sharp claws. The pads were soft and elastic, very easy to pinch. I can't see its huge lethality at all.
They looked at each other and decided to put aside the skirmish for the time being. The man knelt on the ground, exposing his neck, chest and other vital parts to show his obedience and harmlessness.
Hodge clicked his tongue: Tigers are really good at camouflage and ambushes.
Brett secretly changed Hodge's sign from yellow to orange to warn him of the danger.
On the one hand, he thinks that Hodge is not an inner city person, he is more like a victim of this society, and he is surprisingly tolerant of himself, which does not fit the characteristics of an inner city person; on the other hand, he thinks that he should Realize this early, the other party's temperament, status, and the respect of the people around him all imply that he has an extraordinary background.
Brett couldn't help but suspect that Hodge approached him from the very beginning to deceive and play with himself. This gave him a chill from the soles of his feet, and he was deeply terrified of this game full of conspiracy and malice.
But even if it was true, what could he do
You can't resist, you must suppress your anger, and pretend that you didn't notice it, and play this game with him, lest the other party come up with worse and crueler tricks and impose it on yourself.
I hope it's my little heart...
Brett closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had restrained his excess emotions and doubts.
Seeing that Hodge was a little tired, Brett climbed onto the bed, sat behind him, wrapped his arms around him from his back to the front, and rested his head on his chest.
When he was doing this, Hodge looked at him with half-closed eyes, without approval or objection, and let him change the posture of the two of them.
One is neatly dressed and the other is naked, obviously at a disadvantage, but the initiative is in the hands of the latter.
With a hint of curiosity, Hodge didn't move. He wanted to see what Brett was going to do and how he would react after he revealed half of his identity. Is it low self-esteem, fear, hostility, or hatred
It's a pity that it's not. After being surprised, the other party returned to calm, like a bottomless pool of water, even if a stone falls, it can't stir up a splash.
Hodge was a little disappointed, but he couldn't restrain his ardent hope.
He couldn't explain why, this feeling was too strange, as if he had traveled through a long time to the present, so he didn't decide how to deal with it at first, like a cat facing a strange object, lowering its body vigilantly, walking around I walked around it spinning, not daring to approach it easily, but with curiosity, I wanted to approach it.
"I don't know what to do with you." Hodge heard the man sigh in his ear.
The man's smell is accompanied by the grassy smell of the shower gel, which reminds him of the forest after the rain.
Brett's character is silent, but that doesn't mean he can't use language as a weapon.
"I thought you were a free man at first, and the show put too much pressure on me. I desperately hope that I can have a friend who doesn't need to be guarded, who can comfort me when I experience betrayal and calculation, and let me believe this. The world isn't that bad."
He exposed his soft heart, exposed his soft belly to predators, and lured the demon in human skin to reveal his nature. Hodge felt the beast in his body was about to move, and he held the rope to stabilize it.
"As I told you before, I believe in love and think that love should be above desire. For this, you laughed at me, but I chose to stick to my own opinion and refuse all physical contact that I did not want. Then you appeared, You also resist other people's touch, so coincidental, so similar, the moment I saw you, I forgot my loneliness."
"My heart is full of contradictions. I have seen people from the inner city. You are superior, but I am as humble as an ant. We are so different. Hodge, what do you want from me when you approach me?"
Hodge can say "this is not something you should ask as a slave", "everything you have is mine", "I want your dignity, your happiness, your everything", but this does not fit the illusion he wants to create , These truths have to be spoken at the right time and in the right situation, so that he can get the greatest pleasure.
Now, he's going to maintain the superficial friendly relationship, he's going to make Brett go deeper, he's going to cheat the man and destroy him from the ground up.
With this purpose in mind, Hodge drew up the answer he should have.
He couldn't say he liked her, that would be too fake, a man wouldn't believe it.
"I should ask you this question, right? You were the one who stalked me first." He slapped him and questioned Brett. The long eyelashes trembled a few times, fluttering like a butterfly's wings, and his eyes were lowered, as if he was avoiding the eyes of others because he was revealing his heart. "What are you talking about as friends... Do you really have no desire for me at all?"
"..." Black-bellied novice Bright couldn't deny it.
The obsidian-like eyes looked at the man sharply, full of questioning and anger, and the offended noble said coldly: "What is your purpose for approaching me, people outside the city!"
Brett looked at Hodge speechlessly, the latter looked back without showing any weakness, his lips were tightly pursed, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red, which made his cold and arrogant face more fragile and pitiful, Brett's A poetic picture can't help but emerge in my mind, the spring water and snow have just melted, and Jiang Nuanya is a prophet.
Hodge knows that he is beautiful, and he also knows the skills of using beauty, but he usually doesn't bother and doesn't need to use it.
Sure enough, the man was shaken under his gaze, which was a rare victory.
Hodge's heart was beating wildly, and his mind was suddenly bright. He discovered the weakness of a man and found an effective way to deal with him! Ha, is it that simple? He couldn't believe it, but couldn't help but try again, forcing a layer of moisture into his eyes.
Almost in the next second, his eyes were covered by a pair of hands.
Brett felt the eyelashes tremble in the palm of his hand, itching, and the liquid dripped down, making the skin below him wet and hot.
Brett was guilty and annoyed at the same time. He wanted to test Hodge, just like he did to O Keke, but instead he was questioned by the other party.
This man is too cunning!
"People outside the city have a saying that using beauty for personal gain is an abuse of this superpower."
He turned Hodge's hazard level to red.
Hodge felt the man press his head on his chest and lay down backwards. He was lying on the man with his back facing the ceiling, and then a quilt was covered to cover his head. The field of vision dimmed, and the man's head was still outside the quilt.
Hodge: "..." so childish? He refreshed his understanding of men.
He adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, and changed to lying on the man's body, pressing his side face against the man's firm and smooth chest, and then stimulated the lacrimal glands, continuing to dilute the saline.
Because his ears were pressed against his chest, he could hear the man's strong but unsteady heartbeat, and seemed to be overwhelmed by his reaction.
It is strange that people are afraid of tears.
Such useless superfluous stuff.
The handsome man under the sheet showed a strange smile.
Brett thought of Xiao Ming's mother, a great woman who was one of the most powerful creatures in the world - Planting Flowers, whose weapon she was best at using was tear attacks.
Under such a strong and gentle offensive, he got rid of the habit of staying up late to play games, was admitted to a prestigious university, and kept hiding his sexuality.
That seemed like a long time ago.
Sounds like someone else's story.
Brett thought, if Hodge knew the truth, he would probably tear him alive...
The author has something to say: This chapter is also known as: What mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have in common hhh