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There was something wrong with the aura emanating from Jiang Jingda's body, Helang frowned, and couldn't help but be forced to retreat step by step by his approach.
Until his footsteps were close to the wall, Jiang Jingda directly pressed him against the wall, making him unable to move, and the scorching breath burned his ears.
"Where do you want to go? Leave me and go find that man? Huh? Is it the man named Jiang Jiao? Does the baby like him very much..."
His tone was unusually impatient and nervous, and his address became as affectionate as Heron was when he was a child.
These strange things made Helang startled, his eyes widened slightly, and he wondered how Jiang Jingda knew so many things.
Thinking of anything that wasn't right, it occurred to him that something was wrong.
Recently, he hired an assistant according to Jiang Jingda's wishes, and asked him to help maintain his antiques and take care of some of his daily life.
But now it seems that he may have been bribed by Jiang Jingda long ago, so his news is so well-informed.
And judging by the way Jiang Jingda mentioned the name Jiang Jiao, he must have already investigated him.
"I'm not going." Helang answered him with serious eyes while shaking his head, and immediately broke free from his grasp when he was relaxing.
But his answer didn't work for Jiang Jing Dagen at this time. How much he trusted Helang in the past, he now has doubts.
He shook his head and looked at Helang seriously, "You said you would never leave again."
In an instant, Jiang Jingda's breath became lost again, and his brows were covered with clouds like clouds, making his complexion cloudy, and he stated with certainty: "You lied to brother."
Helang rubbed his brows in annoyance, and lowered his head to think about what he should explain, but a smear of white suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and his breathing became difficult. It turned out that Jiang Jingda covered his mouth and nose with a white handkerchief.
The faint smell of ether came, and Helang's eyes widened in surprise, not understanding why he became so powerless in an instant, and there was darkness in front of his eyes.
Successfully catching the fallen body, Jiang Jingda tremblingly caressed the brows and eyes of the unconscious man, his mind calmed down, but his blood gradually began to boil.
Should he regret it? He asked himself, but the answer was no.
Even after he regained his sanity, he still wanted to do this thing, proving that he could not turn back on this road.
When he saw his younger brother lying in his arms so docilely, his body even trembled slightly with excitement.
Jiang Jingda also had to admit that even though he said before that he could only let his younger brother be free, do what he wanted to do, and live a happy life, how sanctimonious it was for him to think that everything was fine.
He can only admit that he also has a dark and filthy side, and hopes that the angel in his heart can be torn off from the sky by him and crushed under him.
This idea has been buried deep in his heart, and at this moment it finally broke through and became a reality.
He kissed his cheeks, chin, chest, all the way down, and sighed contentedly.
If you want to blame, also blame Lang Lang for being too cute.
Jiang Jingda has been holding him in fear, but he still doesn't belong to him. What can he do
He is an ordinary person, not a ruthless saint. When he was selfish after all, he dragged him into the swamp like this, but he also felt that he had been stimulated to the point of being helpless and had no way out.
He was stuck in the quagmire and couldn't extricate himself, he could only put all his hopes on the only person beside him who seemed to be outside.
But, Lang Lang, will you save me
...
When Helang opened his eyes again, he immediately recalled the strangeness of himself just now, how could he faint? What about Jiang Jingda
He frowned, and realized how bad his current situation was.
The tight chains on his hands and feet, the fully closed and locked balcony, and the reinstalled door all prove that his freedom has been restricted at this time.
Helang took a deep breath, fiddled with the lock on his hand, and found that there was indeed no solution, so his movements could not help but froze.
There was a "di-" sound from outside the door, and the locked door opened automatically.
Jiang Jingda pulled his hand that was fiddling with the lock and told him, "It can't be undone."
Helang simply gave up, and leaned on the bed and glanced at him, "So you locked it? Why, I want a reason."
Jiang Jingda met his questioning eyes, and it was still difficult to tell him the secret thoughts in his heart. He sat next to Helang and rubbed his hand that was red when he unlocked it, and asked, "It's not good to stay by brother's side. ."
Helang ignored him and said bluntly, "Jiang Jingda, you are crazy."
He didn't address his elder brother, nor did he use the tone he was familiar with before. Helang was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to pretend to be too much with him.
Jiang Jingda, who was originally quite calm, struggled a little after hearing his description, and then smiled with unknown meaning, approaching step by step, with a coercion that cannot be ignored.
Helang's heart tightened, but he had no choice but to be pressed on the bed by him.
Jiang Jingda seemed to be so dazed because he had been drinking, like a sticky animal, he rubbed and rubbed against his cheek, and couldn't help but kiss him again.
"Then what can brother do? When Lang Lang grows up, can he think about his brother?"
Jiang Jingda always had affection for him, even though he had been locked up, he still restrained all kinds of crazily and violently possessing him in his mind.
"My brother may not understand your hobbies like Jiang Jiao, but my brother will work hard to get closer to your world..."
After knowing about Jiang Jiao's existence, he tasted what it's like to be jealous, and his liver and gallbladder were tangled, which made people feel sour and gritted their teeth.
In the days when he couldn't see Lang Lang, but that person had countless opportunities to get close to his treasure, how could he not hate him.
"No need. As an elder brother, you are already very good, Miss Meng is the one you need to be close to." He Lang shook his head lightly.
Still with such aloof attitude, even involving outsiders, Jiang Jingda closed his eyes severely, and shook his head vigorously, Lang Lang still didn't understand, or he knew it already but pretended not to understand.
"Lang Lang said he likes brother the most—" Has he forgotten
This sentence has long been his obsession, but now, the person concerned has an attitude of staying out of the matter, as if a person who does not keep his promise has already left behind what he said, and he is the only one left to always remember it. , even though these words tortured him so much that he couldn't stop, he always wanted this feeling, but he couldn't give it up.
"People will change." Helang didn't want to answer further, so he simply turned his head away and closed his eyes.
"Why?" Jiang Jingda caressed his cheek, and asked unwillingly, why did he become so strange to him? He was obviously just a child who had just grown up, but why could he always see vicissitudes and ruthlessness in his eyebrows and eyes? gas
Even if he could smile at him, it still made him unable to figure out his mood. What was he thinking
The color on Jiang Jingda's face changed again and again, and when Helang couldn't notice it, his eyes were dim.
He got up, handed him the water glass by the bed, and asked if he needed any more food. All his movements were so natural, and Helang also took a sip of water.
But looking at Jiang Jingda's suddenly hot eyes, Helang couldn't help having a bad feeling, and immediately turned his back on him.
The body also co-ordinated with a strange feeling, especially in the lower abdomen, a burst of heat.
"What did you give me to drink?" Helang frowned, twisted his body impatiently, and pulled the quilt to cover up his exposed posture.
Jiang Jingda's breathing became more rapid. He pulled the chain on the bedside, dragged Helang out, held it in his hands, and tore away the quilt he was pulling, and comforted him: "Good boy, open it, it's very nice."
His actions were as strong as the opposite of his gentle words. With his powerful hands, Helang was helpless, and directly pulled him out of the cover of the quilt, ripped off his messy clothes, and let him go as fast as possible. exposed under the eyes.
Jiang Jingda stared straight at him, clutching the chain in his hands, fully controlling him, pulling him closer to his side, playing with him in every possible way.
It was the first time for Helang to be treated like this. He only felt that he was humiliated against his will, and his voice trembled slightly, threatening: "I will hate you."
Jiang Jingda paused as he unbuttoned his clothes. He couldn't stop now that he was so beautiful. Moreover, he had nowhere to go. He could only continue to insist on his own way.
He tore off all his clothes, bowed his head, and sighed: "At least you will remember me."
Helang's sanity has already collapsed due to the medicine. Even though he gritted his teeth and restrained himself from rushing towards Jiang Jingda, his body had already had a strong reaction. Under Jiang Jingda's deliberate teasing and attacking, soon, he could only Throw away your armor.
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When thinking gradually overcame the remaining effects of the medicine, Heron slowly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling without knowing what he was thinking, as long as he moved a little, his body felt a strong feeling of fatigue and soreness, and he had no choice but to give up struggling.
Jiang Jingda was resting for a while, even though he had been clinging to him just now and asking non-stop, he still refused to let go.
Seeing that Helang had woken up with clear eyes, Jiang Jingda's eyes were filled with tenderness, and he asked him if he felt uncomfortable during the first time between the two of them. Recalling the madness just now, his body was still hot, and the aftertaste was also coming in waves.
Helang lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and whispered as if complaining, "Brother, it hurts me so much."
After tossing him for a while, Jiang Jingda couldn't help but feel guilty for him, and looked at his wrist nervously. Sure enough, there were red marks from the chains, especially on his fair skin. He pressed his lips to kiss him distressedly. After kissing, he immediately released him from the shackles.
Anyway, even without the lock on his body, he still couldn't get out of this room.
Heron breathed a sigh of relief after gaining the freedom of movement.
Seeing that he was not the same as the sullen and indifferent person at the beginning, Jiang Jingda felt a little joy in his heart, and asked him if he hated his brother.
Helang's cheeks were slightly red, he buried his head in his arms and shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Since such a thing has already happened..."
Has the combination of the two made him change his mind? As soon as this thought came out, Jiang Jingda's heart felt hot, his breathing was heavy, and he pressed him firmly into his arms and kissed him wantonly.
Perhaps because Helang was shy, he didn't make any moves, but he didn't refuse, and finally raised his expectant eyes to look at him, like an insecure child, and asked, "Brother, will you stay and sleep with me tonight?"
Jiang Jingda couldn't wish for such a request, tried his best not to be overwhelmed by joy, and kissed the corner of his lips again.
His Lang Lang would definitely be lonely if he was alone in the house, and he would take good care of him.
In the dead of night, after Helang dealt with the energetic man, he found a small roll of transparent glue in the drawer of his desk while he was fast asleep.
He saw that Jiang Jingda used fingerprints when he entered the door today, and Meng Lun had used transparent glue to avoid school event check-in before.
Holding his breath, Helang carefully used a few sections of transparent glue to collect his fingerprints all over the place, and waited for the opportunity when he went to work the next day.
Looking at the man who was sleeping soundly beside him, his heart was deserted.
He said that he was never a prey, so Jiang Jingda was like a hunter, trying every means to hunt him down and then put him in a cage.
The author has something to say: In contrast, His Royal Highness in the previous world was very aggrieved. He didn't eat any meat, and he was burned to death in the end. He had a car, and the copywriting read the license plate number.
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