It wasn't until he saw the man with the light gray mask coming downstairs that he hid his regretful thoughts, raised his head and smiled at him, showing his neat teeth: "Good morning, master."
Xu Ye's eyes were dark and bright, which made his face look clean and aura. His facial features concentrate the advantages of his mother Zhou Jia, which can be described as delicate. But he himself didn't like this kind of saying. In college, because a male classmate made a joke to him, "You must be a fake girl if you are a fake girl," he punched out his front teeth. Later, he started to exercise, and he really practiced his abdominal muscles and mermaid lines. But then I was busy with work, and there was a problem in love affairs. I didn't care to manage it, and now the muscle lines are not so obvious. In general, his figure is still good, healthy and energetic, not like those weak and slender young people. It's just that his face looks a little immature, so when he goes to work, he always wears a pair of gold wire glasses without prescription to make himself look more mature and leading.
The masked man was infected by his smile and was in a good mood. He sat down at the dining table and patted his legs.
Xu Ye knelt beside his legs. The man took a slice of bread, spread the strawberry jam with a knife and handed it to him: "Did you sleep well last night?"
"I slept so deeply that I didn't even know it was raining."
"That's good, you look much better than before." The man ate breakfast slowly, as if remembering something, and said, "Don't put your phone on your pillow next time you go to bed."
Xu Ye was stunned: "How do you know that my phone is on the pillow?" He remembered that he put the phone on the pillow after setting the alarm last night, but when he woke up this morning, he found that the phone was ringing on the TV cabinet. Strange for a while, I thought I remembered it wrong. It now appears that the man put it there.
He came to his room last night. Why? Worried about not being able to sleep or having nightmares
"I don't remember giving you the right to ask questions, slave." The man glanced at him.
Xu Ye thought that he had come to the bed to take care of him, his heart warmed, he bent his eyes and smiled, biting his bread and looking up at the person on the seat.
The man spread butter on a piece of bread gracefully, felt his gaze, turned his face to look at him for a while, and said, "really..." He put down the knife, reached over, and wiped the mouth of Xu Ye with the pulp of his index finger. Strawberry Jam, then put that slender finger on his lips and said, "Open your mouth."
Xu Ye's ears were hot, he stretched out his tongue to lick the red sauce on his finger, and then put his finger on it. His lips and tongue sank forward into that finger inch by inch, licking, nibbling, sucking, the faint sweetness of strawberry jam filled his mouth, and his eyes became a little hazy. The man raised his fingers slightly to force his slave to straighten his body and stretch his neck, and the trembling Adam's apple on the slender neck looked fragile and moving.
The fingers are surrounded by the hot and humid mouth, and the softness and slippery of the tongue can be clearly felt. The naked man kneeling at his feet allows him to invade himself without resistance. Such a scene is a huge stimulus in itself, making the eyes behind the mask darken. Just when Xu Ye was trying to swallow it deep into the base of his tongue, the man quickly pulled out his finger and pulled out a strand of silver thread from the corner of his lips.
Xu Ye choked twice, blushing embarrassedly.
"You can't control the deep throat at your level." The man wiped his fingers with the wet towel by his side, his tone indifferent.
Xu Ye's face became even hotter, and he lowered his head. His jaw was not relaxed enough, and pressing the base of his tongue hurriedly triggered an instinctive rejection of his body. He knew that if the man hadn't pulled out his fingers in time, he would have had a worse reaction, and he might have retched or coughed suddenly and bit him.
"Slave, there are many ways to please me. You don't need to force yourself to do something that you are not ready for, especially something that may be dangerous." The man poured milk onto a spoon and fed him.
The milk calmed the discomfort in the mouthpiece just now, Xu Ye said softly, "Thank you, master..."
The breakfast episode left him a little frustrated, and he wasn't slouching while doing the dishes. When he got everything sorted, he saw the man standing by the window listening to the phone. Most of what the other party was talking about, he only responded briefly. Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Xu Ye standing blankly, and hooked his fingers to signal him to go over.
Xu Ye was considering whether to kneel or not, when the man embraced his waist from behind. The naked back was pressed against the neat clothes of the other party, creating a slight friction. The man put the phone to his ear with one hand, and went around in front of him with the other, playing with the protrusions on his chest, or pinching or pinching, to make those two shy little things stand up quickly. Xu Ye panted and tried to dodge, but he lowered his voice and whispered to his ear: "Don't move, don't make a sound."
The hand roamed freely on his body, as if it was on fire wherever it went. From the lower abdomen to the chest, from the collarbone to the cheeks, teasing his Adam's apple and teasing his lips and tongues. Provoking his sensitivity, but forcing him to endure. Xu Ye stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room on the first floor like this, letting the people behind him ask for anything. He could even clearly see two gardeners standing on the vertical ladder cutting trees not far away. Even if Xu Ye clearly knew that he would not be seen by outsiders, in such a scene, he would still have the illusion of being exposed to everyone. The glass vaguely reflected the appearance of him being controlled by a man, erotic and gorgeous. He was like an object that was held in his hand by that person, and he was playing with it arbitrarily. Not every inch of his body belonged to him.
When the hand came to his lower abdomen and touched his fragile high-spiritedness, Xu Ye shuddered and bit his lips tightly. However, the unbearable moan still leaked out from his throat, like the suppressed cry of an ascetic teenager.
"Well, leave this to him, and let me know after the result." The man finally hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket. The other hand that was freed was caressed on his chest and squeezed hard on purpose. A calm voice said in his ear: "Who told you to speak up, eh?"
Pain and numbness ran through the body, bringing a deeper craving. Xu Ye couldn't bear it any longer, and let out a loud voice.
"You will be punished for disobedience, little slave." The smile in the man's eyes deepened, he no longer touched his body, but folded his hand behind his back and firmly fixed it.
Such a sudden withdrawal of caress made Xu Ye's surging desire stagnant within an unbreakable barrier. Like a vine man who has lost a stone wall, he doesn't know how to cling to it. A watery eye filled with pleading. He dared not speak, because the people behind him would not allow it. He didn't dare to move, even though his legs were trembling, he still tried to stand up straight.
"Tell me who you are." A low voice sounded behind him.
"I'm... your slave." This kind of torment made Xu Ye a little dizzy, and he forced himself to grasp the trace of clarity in his head.
"Tell me about your rights."
"My everything belongs to you, Master. I have no rights." The answer blurted out.
"Tell me about your obligations."
"I'm here to make you happy." His shoulder blades trembled, taking deep breaths to try to calm himself down.
"I want you to remember these three points at all times." The man behind him released the palms that bound his hands, "After stepping out of here, no one is allowed to enter your body in any way without my permission. Don't let anyone else touch the place where your hand touched just now. If I find out that you disobeyed your order, slave..." He pushed Xu Ye's chin up with his fingertips, forcing his head back, leaning against him. on the body. "You know what the consequences will be." The man's voice was always calm and leisurely, without the slightest violence. But that oppressive feeling is like maggots attached to the bones, making people tremble. In this posture, Xu Ye's slender neck was completely under his big hands, his Adam's apple trembled in his palm, like a beautiful and fragile swan, he could kill it with a little force.
In this way, the man reminded Xu Ye that he manipulated his desires, controlled his body, and dominated everything about him.
"Yes, Master." Xu Ye's eyelashes trembled, like butterfly wings wetted by rain. He indulged in the light fragrance of the man and lost himself. He felt like a puppet, led by a man, into a whole new world, where there was only him and his master, and no one else.
"Get dressed and come down, and I'll have someone take you back."
When Xu Ye left, the security car was still there to pick him up. Outside the gate of Han Pavilion, a driver in black uniform was already waiting beside his car and opened the door for him diligently: "Sir told me to see you off. go back."
Xu Ye sat up, reported his home address, then stared at the speeding and retreating scenery outside the window for a while, took out his mobile phone, and called back one of the missed calls.
Xu Ting on the other end of the phone was obviously in a bad mood and asked, "Where have you been all day yesterday?"
"Tired, I slept all day." He replied perfunctorily.
"you are sick?"
"No."
"That's good. There's a charity party tonight, you and I go."
"I'm not interested." Xu Ye was a little impatient, "It's agreed that you will do this kind of communication yourself."
"You must attend." Xu Ting said coldly, "Wanhua's daughter has returned from abroad. I just took this opportunity to meet and meet you. You are not too young."
Xu Ye was silent for a moment, then asked blankly, "Are you going to sell your son for the Donglin project now?"
"Whether Donglin's projects are successful or not depends on you. Song Huanian appreciates you, and if his daughter also has a good impression of you, everything will come naturally. Xu Ye, you have to figure out, if I didn't pave the way fortunately. , In fact, you are not worth much. This way, whether you want to go or not, you have to go."
Xu Ye hung up the phone, rested his head on the back seat, and closed his eyes.