The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Chapter 23: A friend's wife can't play (11)

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How is this going…

Did He Qing's mind go blank? He lay blankly under his lover, and the kiss fell on his ear. The hands that did not belong to his lover were raging on him, in front of... Xinyang...

The wine is completely sober.

He Qing wanted to break free from Feng Xinyang's confinement, but the big hands that had gently brushed over his head showed no mercy at this moment, regardless of the pain it would cause to the people below, they tightened the grip even tighter.

"Xinyang... Xinyang..." He Qing was terrified, Yan Xizhi's hand was still unbuttoning his buttons, the movement was slow and enjoyable, the young man resisted the nausea rising from the bottom of his heart, and his voice tremblingly called for help from his lover: "Xinyang, don't be like this... I'm afraid..."

The three words 'I'm afraid' even brought a crying tone.

He hoped that his lover could save him, but Feng Xinyang still put his head down and sucked the ambiguous pink mark on his body, and comforted him with a frivolous voice, even with a hint of joy: "Don't be afraid baby, Xizhi won't hurt you."

The moment he heard these words, He Qing raised his eyes in confusion. The lights on the ceiling were so dazzling that he... felt pain in his heart...

Yan Xizhi watched condescendingly, seeing the look in the young man's eyes turn gray, watching those beautiful eyes stained with despair, he curled up the corners of his lips in satisfaction, bent slightly, trying to touch the young man's fair and delicate face Kissing and rubbing together.

"Go away!!" With a pale face, He Qing struggled desperately, regardless of his tightly held hands, but whether he was alone or a frail doctor, how could it be compared to the two working together to control him!

"Go away! Go away!"

No matter how hard they suppressed, the young man struggled like crazy, even though he couldn't move his hands and feet, his body was still twisting and struggling, the untied clothes gradually unfolded with his struggle, and his fair skin in the eyes of men.

Feng Xinyang was a little surprised why the lover's resistance was so fierce this time. It's not that he didn't give the money, but soon, his unscrupulous brain automatically and spontaneously gave an explanation.

Consciously thinking about it, Feng Xinyang showed a pleasant smile, he raised his head in a daze, and smiled at He Qing who was struggling, "Okay, stop earning, this will hurt you."

He Qing didn't understand what he meant at first, until Feng Xinyang began to take off his pants.

well, disgusting...

How can it be so disgusting...

He Qing bit his lips tightly, and the smell of blood gradually faded away. His warm eyes were full of despair and pain at the moment, struggling and jumping like a live fish before dying. For a moment, the two men couldn't do anything to him.

Yan Xizhi was kicked several times, and his hand swelled up quickly. He couldn't bear to hurt He Qing, but seeing the prey he coveted for a long time was in front of him, he couldn't do it. His pretty face was stained with eagerness, and he suddenly He yelled loudly at Zhao He who had been silently looking this way: "Ah He, come and help!"

He Qing stopped when he heard the word Ah He.

He just remembered at this moment that there were not only Feng Xinyang and Yan Xizhi in this box, the young man struggled like crazy and looked up in Zhao He's direction, his voice hoarse and desperate, "Ahe! Ahe, save me, save me!" help me!"

"Ahe!! Ahe!!"

"Help me, Ah He!"

Zhao He kept holding the wine glass still. He sat high on the seat, looking at the former lover who was pressed down by the man, revealing a large area of fair skin, and saw his pair of eyes full of water. With despair and pleading in his eyes, he slowly put down his wine glass, curled up his lips, leaned slightly, and looked into those eyes: "Why should I save you?"

With a slightly crazy smile, he looked at He Qing with hatred, "Did you save me when I needed you the most?"

The young man was stunned, from the first sight when he met Zhao He again, to the three of them coming to his home, and finally, the so-called apology meal...

Yan Xizhi looked at the two people who were staring at each other, and felt a sense of irritability in his heart for no reason, and it seemed that the joy of Ah Qing that he had wanted so much was not strong anymore. He interrupted Zhao He impatiently: "Are you coming or not?" Come!"

Under He Qing's desperate gaze, Zhao He slowly sat up straight, "No need, I think it's dirty."

The three light words, like sharp knives, were firmly inserted into the heart of the pale-faced young man.

He thinks he's dirty...

Yan Xizhi pursed his lips, if he wanted to say dirty, whoever was as dirty as them, they were all messing around together, who didn't know who, he looked down again, He Qing was stunned, his face was ashen, he couldn't even struggle. No more, Feng Xinyang was still groping around the young man in a daze.

He Qing was lying on the chair seat, his red eyes were full of tears, Yan Xizhi looked at it, and felt a pang of distress in his heart, he was startled, and quickly waved it away, which was not good for him. With a normal mood, he was happily preparing to enjoy a big meal, but found something wrong with the young man's expression.

He Qing's face was pale, his once pink lips turned purple, his eyes were filled with tears, scaring red, he shut his mouth and stared blankly into the depths of the void.

Yan Xizhi put his hands on the tip of the young man's nose, but he was not breathing. Ah Qing, did he get angry with Zhao He and planned to suffocate himself to death

As soon as this idea came out, the beautiful man showed a distressed look on his face, and he quickly pushed the young man: "Ah Qing, don't..." As soon as his hand touched He Qing's bare arm, the man with purple lips trembled , coughed lightly, before Yan Xizhi could breathe a sigh of relief—

"vomit!"

The young man lay on the seat and vomited cleanly. Yan Xizhi was startled. When the young man finally calmed down, he tried to comfort him again, but as soon as he touched him, the young man vomited continuously. In the end, he couldn't vomit anything. Yes, he was still lying on his stomach and retching.

An idea rose in Yan Xizhi's heart, but he was not sure, his pretty eyes showed innocent confusion, "Ah Qing, Ah Qing, you..."

He Qing vomited weakly when he heard him calling his name, but still insisted on turning his head to look at him, but his eyes were full of hatred and disgust when he looked at Yan Xizhi: "You are so disgusting."

The handsome man froze.

Randomly he raised his eyebrows indifferently, "It's okay, it's disgusting if it's disgusting, Ah Qing, look, who here is not disgusting."

He stretched out his body, comfortably pressing on his prey, his pleasant voice was like a demon, "As long as Ah Qing is mine, I don't care if it's disgusting or not."

Under He Qing's disgusting gaze, he picked up the weak man, and he could even be called pampering and gently placed him on the sofa. The man against the light had a delicate face, like an elf, but the corner of his mouth was evil "Ah Qing, you don't like them, do you?"

Zhao He's hand on the armrest shook suddenly, his face was expressionless, but his eyes looked in He Qing's direction.

"You like Xinyang, but Xinyang is willing to share you with me." Like a devil whispering, Yan Xizhi slowly approached the young man's ear: "You like Zhao He, right? But he hates you and tricked you out, this The idea came from Ah He..."

He seduced softly, "Now, does Ah Qing still like them?"

"Since Ah Qing doesn't like them anymore, why not like me, I will love you well and love you..."

Seeing the young man's body softening gradually, Yan Xizhi's excited body was trembling, soon, soon, Ah Qing will be completely his alone!

He relaxed his vigilance, and let go of the hand that suppressed the young man. The next moment he was waiting for an answer, the people under him pushed him away. The young man stood up and fled to the door. Before he could take a few steps, his legs suddenly He staggered weakly and knelt on one knee on the soft blanket.

Panting heavily, He Qing clearly heard his heart beating vigorously, a heat that did not belong to him welled up from the depths of his body, and his eyes blurred for a while.

"you you… "

Yan Xizhi, who was pushed to the ground unceremoniously, stood up swiftly, walked a few steps to the side of the young man, and said aggrievedly: "Ah Qing, how could you push me? It hurts so much."

He Qingqi's chest heaved violently, "No, shameless!"

"Don't blame me." Yan Xizhi grinned, and firmly helped him onto the sofa again, "Isn't this our first time, I also want to keep a good start, so that Ah Qing can taste the essence , can't leave me anymore..."

"Come on, baby, let me undress you."

He Qing's body was burning hot, and the itching rising from the bottom of his heart made him grit his teeth with hatred, but it was of no avail. Like a toy that could not move, he let Yan Xizhi wreak havoc, seeing the clothes on his body peeled off one by one , he looked at Zhao He in despair, although he couldn't speak, his eyes were full of pleading.

Help me, Ah He!

Please help me!

Please…

Zhao He looked at him, and finally looked away indifferently.

He Qing couldn't move, but tears rolled down his face, drop by drop, and was sucked by the handsome man above.

At this moment, no one knew the despair and helplessness in his heart. He felt that Yan Xizhi's hand was stretched out below. He Qing closed his eyes, clenched his teeth tightly, and tried to shout, but the voice that came out was weak, only the one from above. Only men can hear, "I hate you..."

Yan Xi's hand paused, and then smiled again, "Ah Qing, you only have me, we will be together."

[Ding, Yanxi's favorability: 92.]

[A pillow of yellow beams.]

Yan Xizhi took off the young man's trousers smoothly, looked at the white and strong legs, and couldn't help stretching out his hands to touch them, but the door of the box opened, Yan Xizhi instantly picked up the clothes beside him to cover the young man With a nearly naked body, he looked out of the door annoyed that his good work had been interrupted, but he saw Ning Feng, who was covered in chills, looking at him coldly.

Yan Xi's face twitched unnaturally for a moment, "Ning Feng, why are you here?"

The indifferent man didn't seem to see the young man under him. He just glanced at Feng Xinyang who was sleeping on the table and said, "Xinyang asked me to come."

"He asked me to take care of his boyfriend temporarily."

There was hope in the eyes of the desperate young man. He tried hard to look at Ning Feng, but he could only see the man's straight and slender legs. The drug had completely overwhelmed him. But in the end, under Yan Xizhi's unwilling sight, he was picked up by the stern man including the clothes he was wearing, and left this nightmare-like box.

Ning Feng hugged the young man by the waist. Under the cover of the clothes, there was smooth and tender skin. When he touched this intoxicating touch, the severe pain in the depths of his heart, which never stopped for a second, slowly subsided. Finally, Return to calm.

The man's face remained motionless, but his brown eyes gradually sank. The skin covered by the youth's clothes was slowly tightened by his slender and powerful hands, as if he had found the only salvation.

He got into the car and said in his usual voice, "Go home."

The author has something to say:

He Qing: Heh, it’s a waste of money and I bought it for nothing. The system is rubbish, and the money will definitely not be refunded!

The Shura field officially started, and Ning Feng joined the battlefield.