Heng Rui caressed Dong Haoyang's cheek obsessively, and felt the temperature on it with his fingers.
In four years, he was going crazy for what this person wanted.
Almost every night he dreamed of this man, and dreamed that he would do whatever he wanted on him.
I dreamed of his pair of peach blossom eyes that moved with emotion, and dreamed of his lazy but seductive posture.
Inside Heng Rui's chest was a beast that was constantly ramming into its cage, eager to be released.
He put the unfinished wine on the table into his mouth.
Heng Rui propped up Dong Haoyang, who was already unconscious on the table, supported the back of his head, and kissed him with hot and dull eyes.
The warm and soft touch is more beautiful than the one you feel in your dreams every day.
He guided Dong Haoyang to swallow the wine he was holding.
Because they couldn't swallow in time, some of the wine flowed down their lips and deeply hidden into his neckline along the white neck.
Heng Rui reluctantly removed it from Dong Haoyang's lips, staring at the wine stain with a dull look in his eyes.
Fascinated, he started kissing from Dong Haoyang's lips, sucked and kissed the remaining wine little by little, and kept licking and kissing along the graceful neckline.
Heng Rui felt that this was the best wine he had ever drank in his life.
He couldn't help biting and grinding the skin on that spot with his teeth, and after loosening it, it was a bright red, and the color matched the white next to it, which was extraordinarily conspicuous and attractive.
Heng Rui took a breath.
He slowly took off Dong Haoyang's clothes...
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Dong Haoyang felt a splitting headache.
He struggled to open his eyes, only to find that the little cub was kneeling in front of his bed.
The whole person was dead and lifeless.
Dong Haoyang couldn't help frowning, and pressed his still aching head, "What are you doing?"
Heng Rui's eyes were blank, and he mechanically kowtowed towards Dong Haoyang.
Dong Haoyang was confused by this situation, but now he has an unbearable headache, and he doesn't even have the ability to think.
"What the hell are you doing now?!" Dong Haoyang couldn't help but get a little angry.
"I know the sin is heavy, but I can't help myself." Heng Rui's eyes turned to Dong Haoyang, and the repressed pain inside was shocking, "Teacher, please forgive me."
Heng Rui's eyes were undisguised, and the complex and heavy emotions in it couldn't be clearer. Dong Haoyang's expression sank, looked at him coldly for a while, and then slowly got up.
He didn't wear an inch, and there were little bruises on his naked body.
Dong Haoyang moved for a while, picked up the clothes placed by the bed and draped them over his body.
Seeing Dong Haoyang get up and leave the bed, Heng Rui's hands that were hanging by his sides suddenly clenched tightly.
However, Dong Haoyang walked to the bronze mirror and looked at the obvious marks on his lips and neck. He lowered his eyelids slightly and sat back on the bed calmly.
"Are you happy with me?" There was no emotion in Dong Haoyang's voice.
Heng Rui nodded and stared at Dong Haoyang closely, his eyes were hot but full of unease.
"When did it start?" Dong Haoyang was calm as if nothing had happened.
Heng Rui was tense and his voice was dry, "Four years ago."
"What did the wine do yesterday?"
Heng Rui raised his head sharply.
He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded and admitted, staring nervously at Dong Haoyang's reaction, and said with some trembling, "I added sleep aids to the wine yesterday."
Dong Haoyang didn't ask any more questions, he just slowly put on his clothes.
Looking at Heng Rui who was staring at him nervously, Dong Haoyang sneered and pointed at the marks on his neck, "Are you going to let me go out like this?"
Heng Rui looked at Dong Haoyang and hesitated several times.
In the end, he clenched his fists and called a palace servant in in a deep voice.
Seeing Heng Rui kneeling on the ground, the palace attendant showed no signs of strangeness, and respectfully waited for the dispatch.
"I summoned Imperial Physician Zhang and said that Tai Fu accidentally hit his neck with a table and chair." Although Heng Rui said it to the palace servant, his eyes were fixed on Dong Haoyang.
The palace servants went out immediately after hearing the order.
The opened door was closed again, and the room was dark.
"Master..." Heng Rui shouted, staring at Dong Haoyang's eyes filled with all kinds of heavy and complicated emotions.
Dong Haoyang didn't answer.
The room was extraordinarily quiet, and the silence made people a little breathless.
Heng Rui didn't stand up from the ground until the palace servant communicated outside the door that the imperial doctor had arrived. His body was a little stiff because of the long kneeling posture, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.
Heng Rui glanced at Dong Haoyang when he stabilized his figure, and found that he was still sitting there, without any other movement, and was immediately very disappointed.
He stabilized his mood, regained his majestic appearance as before, and announced that Imperial Physician Zhang came in.
Imperial Physician Zhang felt the strange atmosphere in the house, but he had been in the palace for a long time and had wisely ignored this matter, but when he saw Dong Haoyang's appearance, he couldn't help but be surprised.
After feeling the cold and biting gaze of His Royal Highness, Imperial Physician Zhang immediately lowered his gaze in panic, opened his medicine box, and prepared to treat Dong Haoyang's neck.
"The muslin and ointment that I wrapped up." His Highness Prince's voice was as cold as the cold winter. Hearing that, Imperial Physician Zhang couldn't help shaking, and hurriedly handed over the things he was holding.
"You go and wait by the side."
Zhang Taiyi bowed his head and said yes, walked very fast and walked directly to the door, waiting sideways.
Eye to nose, nose to heart. See no evil, hear no evil.
Heng Rui wanted to put ointment on Dong Haoyang's neck, but he opened it with his hand.
"Master..." Heng Rui's voice contained some grievances.
Zhang Taiyi, who was facing the wall next to him, couldn't help shaking.
Dong Haoyang's eyes glanced at Imperial Doctor Zhang with an inexplicable meaning, and he put down his blocking hand with a cold face.
Heng Rui carefully wrapped a muslin cloth around Dong Haoyang's neck.
Seeing that the traces he made were covered up little by little, the dark color in the depths of Heng Rui's eyes flashed away.
After the traces were completely covered, Dong Haoyang opened Heng Rui's hand that he wanted to continue to touch, ignoring the boy's suppressed and painful gaze, and got up and left.
Heng Rui looked at Dong Haoyang's leaving figure, and held his hand tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palm.