For the girls who don't read the copy, Lei Dian repeats it again: This is a BDSM master-slave article, Gong is standing, Shou is kneeling, they are voluntary, the author is perverted, normal people please don't read it.
PS, this article is more serious than "Online Games: I'm Not Worthy", confirm that you can accept dog slave and read it again.
PPS, after coding this article, we must go back to code the public, and then write SM to chop hands.
Feng Hao slowly lit the incense in his hand with a lighter, then twisted it with three fingers, and inserted one hand into the incense burner in front of Guan Erye.
When he did all this, there was always a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.
From the day that Guan Erye's statue was erected here, those who are qualified to stand in this position are the masters of the Qinglong Gang. They are black and white, their forces are all over the place, and they lead thousands of subordinates.
Probably only the newly appointed underworld prince dares to be so disrespectful. He worships God, but does not believe in God. He believes that the fate of people will always be in his own hands.
This is a tragic accident of his parents. Shaodong of the underworld who returned to China to take over the family business. There are powerful enemies who are eyeing for tigers, and there are gang elders who are not convinced. There are also police who are watching closely in the dark, but he has never shown the slightest bit of cowardice. meaning.
Feng Hao went up to Bi Xiang, turned around and walked to the hall, where two younger brothers were already waiting here, pressing down on the shivering Ling Lang.
Feng Hao stood in the middle of the room without saying a word, and Ling Lang felt a pressure that was completely incompatible with his age, and his voice was trembling unconsciously, "Young, young master."
Feng Hao smiled slightly, "You let go of people?"
"Injustice, injustice, young master, I just took a nap, who knows about that..." Ling Lang thought of something, and hurriedly took off his clothes and said anxiously, "Look, I was stabbed by him too!"
Feng Hao absently glanced at the blood-stained bandage wrapped around Ling Lang's belly, "If you tell the truth, you are useless, if it is a lie, you are unfaithful... You say, a person who is either useless or unfaithful Man, what's the use of me keeping it?"
He didn't seem to want to spend more time with Ling Lang, so he waved his hand at the man below, and his subordinates understood, holding Ling Lang's arms from left to right.
Ling Lang's expression changed immediately, and he knelt down on the spot with his knees bent, "Master, Master..."
Feng Hao flipped his hand and stopped, Ling Lang hurriedly took the opportunity to break free from his younger brother's hand, crawled over on his knees, and hugged Feng Hao's leg, "Master, please give me another chance..."
Feng Hao lowered his eyes and looked at Ling Lang on the ground, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, "Okay," he lowered his chin a little, "Go through here and you will still be my dog."
Ling Lang's trembling body suddenly froze, and he couldn't move like a thunderbolt. When the others in the hall heard this, they all sneered, waiting to see the next good show.
The expression on Ling Lang's face quickly changed several times. There were pains, contradictions, and finally he had to give in. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, crawling towards Feng Hao's crotch...
"Ka—" The director stopped mercilessly, "How many times have I said it, the young master's expression at this time must be complacent, arrogant, look at you, his face is stiff, where is there a little underworld young master's arrogant look ?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Feng Hao bowed ninety degrees, "I don't know what's wrong, I was very nervous when I took this scene."
"You, hey," the director hated that iron was not steel, "the previous performance was obviously good, why can't you get through this one? Such a simple scene, you look at it several times."
"I'm sorry," Feng Hao kept apologizing, "Maybe it's because I respect Teacher Ling too much, and I feel terrified when I think of being so rude to him."
"It's up to you how you respect outside of the movie! It's filming now! You're the boss, he's not Teacher Ling, he's one of your subordinates, you use him to show prestige to those who disapprove of you, not He serves as an idol, do you know?"
After the director reprimanded Feng Hao, he followed Ling Lang with a smile, "I'm helping a newcomer into the play, didn't I offend you?"
As early as when the director called the card, the assistant stepped forward to help Ling Lang up from the ground, helped him brush off the dust on his knees, and smoothed the folds on the costume. His attentive attitude was like serving an emperor. .
Ling Lang accepted all this with peace of mind, his spine was straight and his eyes were not squinting. No matter who saw it, he would not associate it with the person who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
If it is an ordinary scene, the double digits of NG are commonplace, and the actors have long been accustomed to NG. But this shot has been NG seven times before and after, and Ling Lang has climbed on the ground seven times. No matter how good-tempered people are, they will be dissatisfied with three points. Not to mention Ling Lang, a famous iceberg in the entertainment industry, is even more dissatisfied at this moment. There is no good face at all.
Everyone at the scene broke into a cold sweat for Feng Hao. The most pitiful ones were those who played the younger brothers. They were so nervous after the performance, but they were still sneering on their faces. They laughed so hard that their facial muscles were stiff, and they recovered slowly. No, it still maintains a strange expression until now.
"Take a rest," Ling Lang walked out without the approval of the director. When he was all out of the set, the director reluctantly clapped his hands, "Okay, take a break for half an hour and then start filming."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, where Ling Lang was, the air pressure would be low, but there was no way. Who would make them a movie star? Even if their temper and acting skills were directly proportional, they were allowed.
The staff who were close came forward and patted Feng Hao on the shoulder sympathetically. As a newcomer, he performed well in the play, and he was cheerful and humble off-screen, and he was very popular in the crew.
As for things like NG seven times, in all fairness, no one dared to brag about Haikou, and let Ling Lang do this kind of thing while taking it lightly. Therefore, they empathized with Feng Hao's hardships, but they could only express their sympathy.
"What should I do, Teacher Ling must be blaming me, should I go and apologize to him?" Feng Hao's voice was full of unease. It was rare for him to have such a chance to cooperate with an idol, and he was treated as badly by him. way screwed up.
"I don't think so," a staff member comforted him. "Didn't you see Ling Lang's face just now? If you go to him now, you will definitely hit the gun."
"That's right, it's better to wait for him to calm down before you talk about it, not to mention that you are a newcomer, he shouldn't care about you," another person said.
Feng Hao nodded in disappointment.
Ling Lang, who left the studio, did not appear in his private lounge, but went straight to the bathroom at the other end of the corridor.
Closing the door of the compartment, he leaned heavily against the door with his back turned, raised his hand to cover his eyes.
damn it!
After standing so motionless for a while, Ling Lang's hand slowly moved all the way down, across his Adam's apple, he couldn't help swallowing, and after passing through his chest, his whole body trembled, and he touched his abdomen through the thin fabric the bandage, and finally reached its destination.
The movements of Ling Lang's hands went from slow to fast, from light to heavy. At first it was gentle, but in the end it could be regarded as rude, almost venting with resentment.
The popular movie star who has always appeared in front of the public with a glamorous and noble attitude will actually become lustful because of filming, and have to hide in the men's toilet to solve this kind of thing by herself. If it is exposed, it is estimated that it will surprise everyone's attention.
Ling Lang closed his eyes, and the clips of those seven NGs were replayed in his mind like a live movie, crawling under another man's crotch time and time again in front of everyone's eyes, that indescribable feeling of humiliation made him His body reacted uncontrollably.
He obviously overestimated the newcomer's ability. He originally thought that he could pass the scene with gritted teeth. When the director stuttered again and again, Ling Lang had the illusion that the inside and outside of the scene were reversed. It seemed that every staff member present was laughing at it. His humility and inferiority.
Under everyone's aloof gaze, Ling Lang seemed to be completely naked, standing naked under the light, allowing others to examine his heart.
Feng Hao's lines, accompanied by his magnetic voice, echoed in his ears over and over again like brainwashing. If you get through here, you are still my dog...
"Hmm..." When the climax came, Ling Lang finally couldn't restrain himself from groaning.
Ling Lang, thirty-two years old, a popular and powerful movie star, the youngest actor, has a arrogant and indifferent personality, and is nicknamed Bingshan actor.
His biggest secret is that he's a masochist.