"Go away!!"
Yan Bei was stroking vigorously. He had never touched such a comfortable skin. It was soft, slippery and warm. He just wanted to tease him a few times, but his hands moved unconsciously. climb up.
It's really comfortable...
The person under him suddenly struggled to free his hand, and almost called it a desperate fight. Yan Bei was stunned for a moment, and he blocked it with his hand reflexively.
"You don't want to die!"
He had never been beaten before, and Yan Bei's anger was instantly full. He hugged the person who was still waving his hands, "You are crazy!"
The boy who was tightly bound and couldn't break free was crying, "Let go, let me go!"
Seeing him crying again, Yan Bei also felt bored, "I think you are just a girl, you are always crying!"
Obviously, I didn't see him cry when I was scaring him before, I just touched him, crying like what happened to Yan Bei.
The good mood just now was repulsed by the boy's crying, Yan Bei let go, frowned and stood up with displeasure on his face, "I'm going downstairs to eat by myself, you wash my bed sheets quickly!"
As soon as he was let go, the boy immediately cringed and rolled himself into a ball. For some reason, seeing his tear-stained face, Yan Bei actually thought he was a little cute.
As soon as he had this thought, he was taken aback by himself, cute? This wimp
He was really hungry.
[Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 20]
He Qing: [Very well, it's not far from him brushing my shoes.]
The door was shut with a bang, and the huddled boy shook violently, tears streaming down his face even more fiercely.
He cried for a while, and got up with red eyes. Even if he was the only one in the dormitory, He Qing was used to light hands and feet. This was a habit developed when he lived in the same dormitory with Yan Bei.
He took out a clean sheet from the cabinet and climbed up the ladder carefully, because he had fallen from upstairs when he was a child, and he was very afraid of heights. When he finally sat on Yan Bei's bed, the boy's face was pale, and he didn't dare to look down at all.
After changing the sheet on Yan Bei's bed, He Qing carefully hugged the sheet and slowly climbed down like a snail. When he landed, he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyes and carried the sheet to the bathroom.
Although it is a two-person room, Yan Bei has been unhappy with the fact that high-power electrical appliances are not allowed in the school for a long time. Fortunately, he found He Qing, and as long as he wanted to wash anything, He Qing could do it for him.
The boy sat on the stool with red eyes, and used a basin to catch water. The sound of the water rushing out overwhelmed the creaking sound of the door being slowly opened.
After receiving the water, when He Qing lowered his body to soak his hands in the basin, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared behind him, tightly hugging him.
The young man froze, and behind him came a gentle voice like a demon, "Little Aqing, don't you think I..."
He Qing trembled and was hugged, his eyes widened in horror, tears almost immediately overflowed, and big drops fell into the basin...
—
Yan Bei entered the school with a sulky face, carrying a bag of lunch in his hand, planning to bring it to He Qing.
Of course he didn't have the kindness to help He Qing bring food. The main reason is that this person's skin is really easy to touch. If he could hug him to sleep at night, how cool it would be!
Yan Bei has always liked to touch people's skin, especially the slippery and comfortable ones. Because of this, the few girlfriends he has made all have slippery hands.
Of course, these girlfriends were all found at school, and he was also very surprised. Although those girlfriends had such slippery hands, why their faces were bumpy and beautiful, but they didn't feel comfortable at all.
After Yan Bei touched his hands and then his face, the next step was to break up.
He wanted to find someone who could be hugged to sleep, preferably comfortable to hug, not too fat and not too thin, comfortable to the touch and good looking.
It's a pity that the beautiful ones are too thin, and the plump ones are ugly. It's hard to find a beautiful one with a good figure and bad skin.
I thought I couldn't find a suitable one, but I didn't expect it to be dark under the lamp. After living with He Qing for so long, I realized that his skin is so good!
How can a person who looks so thin feel so comfortable to the touch!
Yan Bei has already decided to try his hands tonight. They are both big men anyway, so it's okay to sleep together. Isn't He Qing very poor? The big deal is that he just gives the money.
With this thought in mind, Yan Bei, who had always cared about He Qing's life and death, brought him a meal for the first time. Thinking that there would be a humanoid pillow at night, Yan Bei hummed a song and went upstairs in a very good mood.
Before he had walked a few steps in the corridor, he suddenly heard a faint dull cry, Yan Bei stopped and frowned.
The two of the school sleep on the fifth floor. It's a holiday now. Except for Yan Bei and his room, the rest of the people have gone out to wander. According to Yan Bei's understanding of those people, they will definitely stay overnight tonight. Why did they come back so early?
Who is crying!
Humming and chirping as if being fucked!
It had nothing to do with him, and he didn't intend to meddle in his own business. He carried the lunch box and continued walking, but the further he went, the more he felt something was wrong.
This voice...why does it seem to come from their dormitory
And why does it sound like that coward's cry
Is that guy still crying
He has been gone for almost twenty minutes, how can he cry better than a girl!
It really is a coward!
Yan Bei impatiently walked to the door of the dormitory and raised his foot to kick it, but a gentle male voice came from inside, "Ah Qing, don't cry, it won't look good if you cry..."
Oh shit! This coward dares to bring outsiders into the dormitory!
Yan Bei was most annoyed by others encroaching on his territory. He was very uncomfortable living with others, but now he heard other people's voices inside, and he didn't even want to kick the door open.
"He Qing! You..."
The words of Xingshi's questioning were blocked in his throat, Yan Bei stared blankly at the boy who was tied up with a rope and had to lie on his side, half of his shirt was taken off, and the red rope was entangled under his fair skin, full of tears. Lust.
The reason for the muffled cry was that his mouth was sealed with a long piece of red tape, and even his eyes were blindfolded.
And in front of him, there was a man standing in front of the drawing board, holding a pen in his hand.
"You...you..." Even though Yan Bei was always domineering, he was frightened by the scene in front of him.
Wen Hui didn't expect that there were still people at this time. The news he inquired was that the students on this floor would go out to play every week during the holidays.
Before, I thought that Ah Qing was lying to him when he said that he brought meals to his roommates, but he didn't expect it to be true.
Surprised in his heart, Wen Hui did not panic on his face. He put away his paintbrush, smiled and said gently, "You are Ah Qing's roommate, right? I am the new art teacher at school, just call me Teacher Wen."
As early as when he heard Yan Bei's voice, the young man was so frightened that he didn't even dare to cry, like a dead person.
There was darkness in front of my eyes, and the sound of a man putting away the drawing board was heard. After a while, his footsteps slowly walked in, and the gentle voice said, "Ah Qing, since your roommate is back, let's meet again next time." Make an appointment, this is your money for being a model this time."
"correct… "
He Qing could feel the warm breath brought by the closeness of the man's body, and the man's soft voice came from his ear, "Ah Qing, I still cherish all those old photos."
"Smart Ah Qing should know what to say in front of your roommate."
Yan Bei saw that this man was not pleasing to the eye, and he attributed the dislike to his trespassing into his own territory without permission, and raised his eyebrows displeased when he saw that he was still chattering with He Qing.
"Teacher Wen, you should go!"
"Ah, I'm sorry." Wen Hui stood up, and walked over with the drawing board on his back, apologetic in his gentle voice, "Next time we will draw in another place, I'm really sorry."
I don't know why, but Yan Bei always felt that he had a good attitude, but he always felt that he was hypocritical. He kept a cold face and didn't answer, Wen Hui didn't mind, and left with his drawing board on his back.
There was the sound of the door being closed next to his ears, and He Qing raised his heart nervously like a prisoner about to be judged.
Yan Bei will definitely think that he is a pervert, he will!
He wished he could find a crack in the wall and get in, but because his hands were tightly bound, he couldn't move. There were footsteps in his ears, and every step seemed to hit the boy's heart.
Yan Bei looked at the blindfolded boy, and the hand that was about to help him untie the rope suddenly stopped.
He stretched out his hand, first peeled off the long tape around the young man's mouth, leaned leisurely against the bed, and asked him, "Are you really the model of Teacher Wen?"
No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that He Qing was forced.
After a few seconds, the boy yelled, "Yes."
"oh… "
Yan Bei stretched out the tone thoughtfully, He Qing was trembling, "Yan Bei, help me untie the rope..."
He couldn't see the scene in front of him, but he didn't know that Yan Bei's eyes were fixed on him all the time, his fair and beautiful body was tightly restrained by the red rope, the sharp contrast made Yan Bei's hands itch.
Relying on the fact that He Qing is the only one who can help, Yan Bei looked down at him, "If you want me to help, you have to pay for it!"
The young man froze, he didn't expect Yan Bei to answer like this, because he couldn't see anything, he said timidly, "What do you want..."
"You let me hug you to sleep tonight, and I'll let you go." He deliberately pondered for a long time, making a request when the boy was too nervous.
He Qing almost cried when he heard his request, "Yes, can you not?"
"No!" After refusing very smoothly, Yan Bei looked at the boy's white and tender belly, and his hands itched again.
He glanced at the big blindfold on the young man's face, and touched it with peace of mind. Regardless of the suddenly stiff body below him, while enjoying the slippery feel, he asked, "You see, you are willing to be this kind of model, give me What's wrong with hugging!"
Before waiting for the boy's response, Yan Bei curled his lips, and when his eyes fell on the pile of money on the table, he suddenly realized.
"It's because I didn't give you any money, right? Well, I'll give you twice as much as Teacher Wen gave you, and you will sleep with me from now on."
After thinking about it, Yan Bei added, "The kind that undresses."
He had to put his hand in through the clothes, which was too troublesome.
He Qing was really cold when he heard his request, and his eye mask was soaked with tears. He twisted his body to avoid Yan Bei's hand, "I don't agree!"
The bed was only that big, and the boy's hands and feet were tied. No matter how hard he tried to move, he could only reach the wall at most.
Regardless of his struggle, Yan Bei put his hand up again, and he was not annoyed, anyway, the initiative is now in his hands.
"Today is a holiday. There are no people on our floor. If you don't agree, I won't let you go. You can be tied up until the day after tomorrow!"
The humble tone, combined with the hand touching his stomach, successfully forced the young man to collapse. With a crying sound, he begged, "Yan Bei...you let me go, I, I will wash your clothes every day …”
"You used to wash it for me every day." The more you touched it, the more comfortable it became. Yan Bei simply lay down next to the boy, and pulled his quilt to cover the two of them.
"Anyway, you promise to accompany me, and if you don't agree, you also accompany me. It's up to you."
Being touched all over his body, unable to move his hands and feet, and unable to see anything in front of his eyes, the boy hiccupped crying, "I, I promise..."
"Just let me go..."
Seeing that he agreed so easily, Yan Bei was still a little disappointed, he couldn't help but touch up, "You really agreed?"
"Really, really..." The next moment the crying voice sounded, the blindfold was taken off, Yan Bei's handsome face appeared in front of his eyes, He Qing's crying eyes were red and swollen, his eyes were full of prayer and fear, "let go I'll..."
He was crying miserably, his eyelashes were wet, and his already round eyes seemed even rounder. Seeing him like this, Yan Bei felt more at ease, feeling like going to a kindergarten to pull a little girl's whip to watch her cry.
Obviously He Qing agreed, but he was still licking his face, touching the smooth and tender skin non-stop, with a smile on his face, "Aren't you going to think about it again? Do you want to stop thinking about it? I'm not in a hurry."
The young man was already sad, but now that he had agreed to it, he still couldn't get relief. He bit his lip and cried even harder, "Yan Bei... you, help me untie it..."
His voice was already soft, but now he was hiccupping from crying, and it sounded like a baby to Yan Bei's ears.
I didn't expect this little coward to be so coquettish.
Thinking that it would not be good to tie it up for a long time, Yan Bei slowly helped He Qing untie the rope. As soon as the rope was loosened, the clothes that had been strangled naturally slipped down. He Qing hurriedly covered the clothes, vigilant and panicked. look at him.
Although Yan Bei really wanted to see if the places blocked by his clothes were so slippery, he had a mocking smile on his face, "What are you covering, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
He stood up, looking disdainful, but kept looking into the seams of his clothes. Unfortunately, He Qing covered him so tightly that he couldn't see anything.
Looking at the young man who was still sobbing softly, Yan Bei coughed in disguise, and pushed the rice that was just on the table over, "No, eat the rice I brought you quickly."
The young man was stunned, and looked up at him with red eyes, not believing that Yan Bei would be so kind.
"What are you looking at, hurry up and eat!"
Being looked at so pitifully by him, Yan Bei's hands started to itch again, he roared fiercely, and after seeing the boy tremble in fright, he climbed onto his bed contentedly.
While taking out his mobile phone to play games, he ordered slowly, "Let me tell you, this is the meal I worked so hard to bring to you. You should eat quickly and go to bed when you are full."
He Qing, who had warmed up in his heart because of him buying food for himself, lowered his eyes stiffly when he heard the last sentence.
He wished he could run away, but escaped from school, where else could he go
He Qing managed to get into this school, scholarship, free tuition, other than this school, where else can he take him in.
By the time the bowl of rice was eaten at the slowest speed, almost one grain at a time, the sky outside had already dimmed.
Yan Bei, who seemed to be playing games all the time, actually looked over from time to time, his eyes lit up, and he patted his bed, "He Qing, come and sleep!"
The young man turned pale and took a step back.
Yan Bei narrowed his eyes, and his tone was full of threats, "What's the matter, do you want to regret it?"
"Or, you have to let me tie you up!"
Frightened by the meaning of his words, He Qing stammered and explained, "I, I'm afraid of heights..."
"laugh!"
Looking at the bed, which was definitely no more than 1.5 meters high, Yan Bei sneered, thinking that this excuse He Qing made was too bad.
He jumped off the bed directly, like a beast about to hunt, approaching the pale-faced boy aggressively, "It's okay, I can sleep on your bed."
"Hurry up, make the bed and sleep!"
Under his threatening gaze, He Qinghong turned around with eyes open, and made the bed slowly, bit by bit.
Yan Bei leaned against the table and waited, impatient to see his slow movements, his gaze unconsciously fell on the young man's upturned buttocks.
It looks easy to touch, I don't know if it is slippery or not.
He didn't think much about it, and stretched out his hand to pinch it. Through the clothes, he only felt that the hand felt pretty good, and the flesh was chubby.
"what you do!"
He Qing turned around with great reaction, his red and swollen eyes were full of vigilance.
Why don't you just touch it, such a big reaction, bitch!
Yan Bei stared at him fiercely, and said viciously, "The bed is made so slowly, you want to be beaten!"
The already red and swollen eyes turned red again, being threatened by him so much, He Qing could only grit his teeth, turned around and continued to make the bed aggrieved.
He was really scared, afraid that Yan Bei, like Wen Hui, wanted to do something to him.
The young man wished that Yan Bei would beat him up, or kick him out of the dormitory, rather than being insulted, he really wanted to tell Yan Bei so loudly, but he didn't dare.
As long as Yan Bei raised his fist, he couldn't say a word.
Tears fell on the quilt patter, He Qing knew he shouldn't cry like a girl, but he just couldn't help it.
At this moment, he even had the idea of suicide, but if he committed suicide, what would his mother do...
No matter how hard He Qing tried to slow down, the bed was finally made. Yan Bei couldn't wait to take off his clothes, lifted the quilt and slipped in, leaving a place against the wall, and patted the bed.
"Come on, we're going to sleep."
He Qing stood stiffly by the bed, Yan Bei became impatient, "Why don't you take off your clothes! Hurry up!"
He can't wait to try the feeling of a humanoid pillow!
"Double the money, hurry up!"
Seeing that the boy was still not moving, Yan Bei lifted the quilt impatiently, directly pressed him on the bed, hugged his stiff and crying body, stretched his hands on his soft and smooth stomach contentedly, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
When he found that the person behind him put his hand on his stomach and didn't respond, He Qing stopped crying and choked softly instead.
Yan Bei was disturbed by his crying, and closed his eyes and yelled at him, "Why are you crying! Why don't you let people sleep!"
It was obviously a ferocious voice, which usually would scare the young man so much that he dared not move for a long time, but now, being hugged by him, with his even breathing next to his ears, the young man felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.
Yan Bei... he was really just sleeping...
He didn't relax his vigilance, and he didn't dare to close his eyes in the middle of the night, for fear of being attacked by people behind him at night, but until he couldn't hold back and fell asleep in a daze, Yan Bei still slept soundly in his arms.
When the alarm bell rang in the morning, He Qing woke up suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he felt a sense of relief.
Yan Bei was still asleep. When he heard the alarm, he frowned and hugged the person in his arms tighter. After a night, the two were now sleeping facing each other.
Stretching his hand to the boy's smooth back, Yan Bei enjoyed stroking it up and down, feeling that with such a human-shaped pillow, his sleep quality improved a lot.
Suddenly recalling the thoughts of last night, Yan Bei lowered his hands, trying to touch his upturned buttocks, but the young man who was being hugged suddenly pushed him away. He was caught off guard and almost pushed out of bed.
"What are you doing!"
Facing the fierce Yan Bei, the boy shrank back in fear, "You, don't touch here..."
"Wow!" Yan Bei glared at him, "I wonder what's wrong, there are quite a few pieces of meat!"
After a whole night, He Qing became less wary of him, but still refused to let go, "Anyway, I can't..."
"There are so many things!"
Last night it was nice to hug, Yan Bei didn't bother to argue with him, so he yawned, "What time is it?"
"It's time for class."
"I don't want to go, I'm skipping class."
He Qingcai, who didn't want to skip class, didn't want to bother him, so he answered dryly and was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by the man raising his leg.
"You are not allowed to go either."
The boy froze, "Why?"
"I'm playing games, and you just lie down next to me, and you can touch it for me when I want to. Don't worry, you will have money!"
"I want to go to class." Facing Yan Bei who stopped him, the young man reasoned with him dryly, "After one day of class, the exam will..."
"No, don't go!"
Agitated by his unreasonable attitude, the boy's eyes couldn't help but turn red again. He endured the grievance, and begged with a choked voice, "I want to go to class, please let me go..."
Hearing that his voice was wrong, Yan Bei raised his eyes, and sure enough, he cried again.
"You really, are more girls than girls!"
He withdrew his legs bored, "It's alright, alright, you can go, I won't go anyway."
He Qingcai didn't care whether he was going or not, he almost got out of bed and went out with a book in his arms after a brief wash-up.
The door was closed softly, Yan Bei was lying on the bed, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep, he simply turned on his phone to play a game, but he couldn't continue playing while looking at the game interface.
If he doesn't go to class, will the old uncle find out
Forget it, there is a risk, let's go to class!
Moreover, he had to get this humanoid pillow closer to him.
—
He Qing sat uncomfortably in his seat, with his hands under the table, being fondly touched by the other hands. He looked around nervously, and begged softly, "Yan Bei, stop touching..."
Different from Wen Hui's feeling with a different meaning, Yan Bei's attitude towards He Qing is like treating a favorite porcelain. He caressed his slender and smooth hands, and teased He Qing in a low voice, "Your hands are so slippery. , Do you wash your hands with milk every day?"
The young man blushed and replied in a low voice, "I've used your hand sanitizer a few times..."
"I said why my hand sanitizer is missing so much, it's your feelings!"
"No..." Startled by his words, the young man defended in a panic, "When I washed your clothes, the paint got on them, and I only used them if I couldn't wash them off..."
"Only used it twice, really!"
Seeing him cautiously afraid of getting angry, Yan Bei felt amused, why didn't he find this He Qing so funny before.
Of course, the most important thing is that it is easy to touch.
He obsessively felt the smooth touch in his hands, and couldn't help touching them up. Although the hands were white and smooth, they were too small.
It's a pity that He Qing didn't let him touch his stomach in the classroom, otherwise he would sleep on his stomach while touching his stomach, which would be so cool.
It would be nice if I could touch it all the time.
[Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 30]
He Qing was seriously taking notes, looking away from the classroom window, his face turned pale, and he quickly lowered his head.
[It's today, the time when this body was raped.]
[Yes host.]
After class, the gentle and elegant man walked straight into the classroom, directly in front of the boy who didn't dare to raise his head.
"Ah Qing, I'm here to pick you up."
His eyes fell on the young man's left hand held by Yan Bei, his eyes sank, "Let's go."
Yan Bei only felt that he was frozen by the hand he was holding. He narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously he was sitting a head shorter, but his imposing manner was oppressing and oppressing people like a lion.
"Sorry, he's not available."
The smile on the corner of the man's mouth fell, and his eyes fell on the young man who was not daring to move his head, "Ah Qing?"
He was confident that He Qing would not dare to defy him, after all, he knew how timid He Qing was.
Unexpectedly, the boy lowered his head and moaned weakly, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be a model anymore..."
Wen Hui's eyes turned cold, Yan Bei who was beside the boy was staring at him all the time, and he couldn't say anything, after all, he didn't want to really ruin He Qing.
After a while, the man put on his gentle smile again, "Okay, let's talk when you have time."
Seeing the man leave, Yan Bei sneered, and imitated in a strange voice, "We'll talk when you have time, who are you fooling!"
He turned around, "You say yes!"
But he found that the young man was looking at him brightly, and he looked a little cute like that.
Cute, want to touch.
[Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 50]