December 24th, Christmas Eve.
After watching a "thrilling" reverse floor battle in the morning, the prisoners on each floor, led by the prison guards, started the annual cleaning activity—
Well, it’s not so much cleaning, it’s just that every prisoner has to carry the labor tools without exception, symbolically, to tidy up their cells and wipe the floor.
It's just that this regulation just invisibly explains that in the keywords of "every prisoner", "must" and "without exception", the subtext is—
"The King" included.
Under normal circumstances, the four kings have never been too cold about this kind of indiscriminate activities carried out by the whole people—
King Baitang of Building No. 4 would see for Reik's sake that he would flash a small bucket without water and a rag cleaner than a handkerchief in the corridors of each floor.
Although Sui, the king of Building No. 1, doesn't like to work, he has always been the one who is more habitual and disciplined, so when Shaojia directs a group of prisoners to wipe the already spotless carpet, the man will frown and stand Watch them from the corner.
And Mt, the king in Building No. 3, will choose to seize this time to have a special background setting with his own harem. If there is a strange sound suddenly coming from the corner, the prisoners in Building No. 3 say that they have long been used to it— And as the most irresponsible prison guard, Reyce himself disappeared. The prison guard would only pop up from an unknown corner during the acceptance inspection, and then yell at any unqualified Local authorities randomly accuse snakes and scorpions of abandoning their concubines
.
And as the king of Building No. 2, Lei Qie will choose to disappear completely—
Ever since this guy became the King, every year after breakfast on Christmas Eve, Shaoze would immediately start organizing the prisoners in Building No. 2 to carry out a warm-up activity of "Looking for the King".
This day is no exception—
Watching helplessly, the king of his own building stood aside and watched the floor battles of other buildings openly, and even stirred up a bucket of muddy water. After the shock, the floor battle was over, and people finally reflected and thought, "Why would Rachel watch this?" This kind of boring floor station", and by this time, the young red-haired king had disappeared without a trace.
With a broken face, Shaoze announced that this year's "Looking for Leiqie" warm-up activity has officially started, and the prize is "the first prisoner who finds Leiqie can extend the time of release for half an hour in the next three months."
"It's really lively, Shaoze." Reyes stood behind Shaoze with a mocking face, stood on tiptoes and looked at the prisoners in Building No. 2 who were swarming away in full swing, and said unforgivingly, "Tsk tsk, I really envy that your building is always so full of vitality."
The public-faced prison guard was clumsy and dumb, so in this situation, he could only stare at Reyce humming a little tune with a sense of superiority on his face.
—At this time, no one noticed that Rachel was not the only one who disappeared after the floor station.
Ruan Xiangyuan also disappeared.
Ruan Xiangyuan, who was beaten up until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, had happily won a large number of fans and a bed on a three-story bunk.
Where did he go
— Now let's turn the camera to the tool room in Building Two.
This extremely crude tool room is very narrow, just like the tool room in Building No. 3. In the tool room, the shelves as high as the roof are full of brooms and dustpans. A small bucket, they were wiped clean, obviously, it was the fruit of Shaoze's hard work after honestly moving these things out a few days ago.
It's just that at this moment, these kegs seemed to be kicked into a mess by someone struggling, and they rolled across the ground in a mess horizontally and vertically
.
In the warm-up activities of "Looking for Rachel", many prisoners tried to open the door that should be open all day today—but surprisingly—
"Strange," DK frowned slightly, and put down the lock that was obviously loose on the doorknob, "It seems that the door was locked from the inside."
"... Rachel has always found a place that no one knows to hide and sleep openly, waited for the labor to end, and then suddenly appeared on time and told us 'I forgot'. In this way, he... is unlikely to Everyone will definitely come to find the tool room in the end." The middle-aged uncle standing next to DK waved his hand, a little disapprovingly, "So he must not be in it, probably because Shaoze forgot to open it in the morning."
DK stuck to the door for a while, then slowly, his brows frowned more tightly.
He moved the corners of his lips, and was about to say something, but at this moment, he found that Uncle Spatt was already a few meters away.
At this moment, the middle-aged uncle was standing there looking at him and beckoning to him: "Let's go, it's the second building's turn to prepare the fireworks at night this year, I still have to go and watch those little ghosts, don't do it when Rachel isn't around." It's better to make something wrong."
"..." DK was stunned for a moment, staring at Uncle Sparte's doubts that came to his lips, and he swallowed them back abruptly. In the eyes of the middle-aged uncle, the man was as honest as a guy who just came home from school. Like a high school student, he relaxed all over, walked to his side, and after receiving an admiring look from the other party, he followed behind his ass contentedly—
As for where they are going and what they are looking for, it is not important to DK at this time.
At the same time, there was a deathly silence in the tool room of the second building.
until…
"Ah, are you leaving?"
A low, lazy male voice broke the soul-stirring silence.
"..."
There was no answering voice.
At this moment, as the person being questioned and the only living creature present who could answer Raiqie's question, the black-haired young man from Building No. Hear the beating sound of your own "thump-thump" clearly
.
At this time, his hands were closed and bound by a hemp rope that was originally used to bind a broom, and the middle section of the rope was maliciously hung on the coat hook behind the door, which made him have to keep his hands up. posture-
When the man behind him pressed up all over, his bruised and purple cheeks were forced to stick against the back of the cold door, the pain, the biting coldness of the metal seemed to make Ruan Xiangyuan's whole brain swell, and his temples throbbed. And what is very paradoxical is that the culprit of his lost thinking ability at this moment seems to be the scorching heat from the chest behind him.
"Why don't you resist?" Lei Che lazily put his hands on the black-haired young man's slender waist from the back forward, caressing them ambiguously once and for all-his perfectly curved jaw was resting on the black-haired young man. On the neck of the young man, whenever he speaks, the warm and moist breath sprays all over Ruan Xiangyuan's earlobes as if deliberately teasing, "Didn't you move a lot just now? Uncle Sparte When they came, it was as stiff as ice again..."
Ruan Xiangyuan was speechless by Lei Qie's complaints.
He is crazy.
He breaks down.
Ten thousand regrets in my heart that I was tricked by this red-haired shameless monster to this shitty place with some shitty excuse of "show you something" - and the "show you something" turned into "look, my dick".
Even elementary school students would not be fooled by the reason for abducting and trafficking, but his extremely smart Ruan Xiangyuan was tricked by Lei Qie.
The trousers had already been pulled down to below the knees, and the coat had been thrown in an unknown corner. After the buttons on the front of the shirt were scattered all over the floor, they kept their clothes open. Just thirty seconds ago, when they heard Sparte During the conversation between the uncle and DK, Ruan Xiangruan could only hear the man's faint sneer in his ears, and then, as if a naive primary school student was trying to show his presence, the man's slender fingertips slid across his lower abdomen. However, he slowly climbed up to his chest, pinched the bulge on his chest that stood up unconsciously because it was tightly pressed against the cold door, and squeezed it hard unexpectedly.
"Woo..."
Ruan Xiangyuan couldn't help but let out a low cry.
Oops.
With a thud in his heart, the black-haired young man suddenly shut his mouth—
It was as if one could imagine the smile on the lips of the man who was clinging to him tightly behind him and wearing only a pair of military uniform pants on his upper body, silently widening. When he was pushed back against the door silently but extremely vigorously again, he almost Through the door as the transmission medium, I can clearly hear someone on the other side of the door who seems to be lying on the door trying to listen to the sound inside the door
.
Ruan Xiangyuan closed his eyes slowly, almost even breathing lightly.
However, what was surprising was that when Ruan Xiangyuan had already made up his mind that he was about to be caught and raped in bed, dk and the others left without knowing why.
Ruan Xiangyuan, who was completely relieved at the time, didn't even realize that the black shadow completely enveloped him from behind. At this moment, he was shrouded in the shadow of Lei Qie, like a free animal under the claws of a carnivorous beast. Lunch, totally powerless to resist—
And Leiqie lowered his eyelids slightly, looked down at him from behind him, and stared thoughtfully at the shockingly white neck exposed from the collar against the black hair of the black-haired young man. So, from an angle that Ruan Xiangyuan couldn't see, the red-haired man's frightening blue eyes gradually softened from the azure sharpness, and then, they were dyed with lustful, unfathomable colors like the deep sea...
"Very good, baby, just accept me!"
The man's voice became a little hoarse, and he didn't explain what the fuck was "not bad" when he said "very good".
Ruan Xiangyuan didn't want to ask any more, because at this moment, the man's hand moved to his firm buttocks, and through the last layer of underwear that was like a cover-up, he kneaded it almost roughly, and the man rubbed against Ruan Xiangyuan's side without any surprises. Disgustingly, she leaned against his face, raised the corners of her lips, and said slowly, knowingly asking: "Little rascal, here—"
Through the panties, the man accurately found the gap between his buttocks, and the fingertips that had been stained with blood from countless people, at this moment, slid down that mysterious gap in an unusually erotic manner. —
"Here, has anyone touched it?"
After saying that, the man even chuckled lightly, and slapped his butt—
This time he waited patiently.
No matter what answer Ruan Xiangyuan answered, he would—
"No
. "
Very satisfied.
The corners of Lei Qie's lips curled up. There was no trace of indifference on that handsome face. However, relying on Ruan Xiangyuan being pressed against the door by himself like a piece of sesame seed, he couldn't turn his head and couldn't see himself. Voice, pretending to be low, with a dangerous tone in it—
"lie."
As if for punishment, Lei Qie bit Ruan Xiangyuan's earlobe hard.
Amid the distressed cries of the black-haired young man, the man continued to speak in a drawn-out tone, "I heard that you were fucked in the bathroom on the first day you entered the prison. "
Although that person is me.
Although the one who put my finger into you was me.
I can't believe you forgot.
How dare you pretend to have amnesia in front of me now.
"Have you learned how to deceive people?... You have to be punished for being so misbehaving."
The author has something to say: =m=I heard that the author who is not stuck is not a good author...
When I travel outside, I basically save manuscripts. The only thing I can guarantee is continuous updates, double updates, etc., and I will talk about it when I come back on the 7th.
as well as-
First: I don’t know if the article read by the girl who said the protagonist Xiaobai and the article I wrote are the same article==
Second: When there is a foreshadowing, I am impatient to read, and the text is procrastinated. When there is no foreshadowing, the text is too simple and straightforward, or procrastinating, so, how to write? … or force me to admit that what I write is a pile of garbage and procrastinated from beginning to end? (.
Third: Everything is difficult at the beginning. If I guess that I will write three long chapters every time Ruan climbs a floor, I have nothing to say.
Fourth: This article is expected to have no more than 68w words at the end, including the extra episode. It is completely unnecessary to worry about me procrastinating the plot. The new article is already ready to go.