"How long are you going to stand there, senior?" Feng Hao sat comfortably beside the bed and looked at Ling Lang who was standing far away from the door with joy.
After Ling Lang entered the door, he had already stood there for five minutes. Under Feng Hao's gaze, he could not take a single step.
"If the senior wants to stand there all night, I don't mind. I'm afraid that the senior won't have the physical strength to film tomorrow."
Ling Lang took a step away with difficulty, one step, two steps... In just a few steps, he actually walked for as long as a century.
Feng Hao looked at Ling Lang standing in front of him with satisfaction, quietly waiting for him to speak.
"Return the key to me," Ling Lang's voice seemed to be very lacking.
Feng Hao didn't say anything, still staring at him.
"Give me the keys," he said, raising his voice a little.
"This is the result of the senior's deliberation?" Feng Hao shook his finger, "Senior, you have to think carefully, ask me to return the key to you, and ask me to return the key to you, although there is only one difference. , but the effect is completely different.”
"What do you want?" Ling Lang couldn't help but growled.
Feng Hao spread out his hand, and in his palm was Ling Lang's key.
When Ling Lang saw the key, he instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it, but Feng Hao grabbed his wrist. Feng Hao looked more powerful than he himself, and Ling Lang's hand couldn't move for a while.
Feng Hao gave Ling Lang a bright smile, and that smile was fleeting. The next moment, Ling Lang was dragged to the bathroom by Feng Hao staggeringly. at the speed of pressing the flush button.
"No!!" Ling Lang exclaimed in surprise, breaking free from Feng Hao's hand and rushed over, but there was still the shadow of the key.
"You!" Ling Lang turned back angrily, only to see Feng Hao slowly opening his right hand, the key still lying in his palm intact.
Ling Lang seemed to have been defeated all at once, staggered and took a step back.
"Now," Feng Hao's lazy voice sounded slowly, "Senior, have you thought about it clearly?"
Feng Hao sat back to the starting position again, Ling Lang was still standing in front of him, Feng Hao didn't speak, and he didn't speak for a while.
This kind of silence lasted for a while, and Feng Hao suddenly laughed. Although the laughter was light, it was like dropping a heavy bomb in this unusually quiet environment. Ling Lang's heart skipped a beat in shock.
"Is it because there is no script, the senior doesn't know what lines to say?"
Ling Lang gritted his teeth, "Please return the key to me."
The volume of his first two words was particularly weak, and Feng Hao didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear it at all.
"Please give me back the key," he emphasized this time, the words almost popping out of his teeth.
Feng Hao tilted his head, "Okay."
He promised so easily, making Ling Lang feel that things would not be so simple.
Sure enough, Feng Hao continued, "But I have conditions."
Ling Lang already had a bad premonition in his heart when he heard the word "condition".
Feng Hao leaned forward slightly, "I want to help the senior to open it myself."
Ling Lang clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails almost digging into his flesh. He didn't expect Feng Hao to make excessive demands, but when he heard these words from the other party, blood surged all over his body for a while.
"It doesn't matter if you don't agree, senior," Feng Hao backed away again, "Let's stay on the island for a maximum of three months, senior will endure it after a while, and then go back to the land... Wait, senior, do you have a spare key? If not, it would be embarrassing to find someone to unlock the door."
Ling Lang stared at Feng Hao intently, as if wishing to think about Ling Chi, Feng Hao gave him a friendly smile nonchalantly.
Ling Lang knew that even if he continued to delay, things would not turn around. Mr. Mo only gave him one key at a time. Feng Hao was right. If he didn't want to find a locksmith, the only way to get the key back was from him. can go.
Trembling, he touched the button on his waist, but Feng Hao grabbed his hand.
"Wait," Feng Hao tapped twice with his index finger on the back of his hand, "come from above."
Ling Lang stiffened for a few seconds, then pulled out his hand from the opponent's palm and moved it to the neckline with difficulty.
Since signing the contract with Mr. Mo, he has never exposed his body in front of others again, and the last time he entered the public bathroom was in college.
Even in filming, he has never had a scene that requires a topless show. Before, he thought it was just a coincidence, but he only guessed it recently. The scenes with such scenes were probably rejected by the agent.
For the first time in ten years, I let outsiders see my body, and I didn't expect it to be in this way.
Feng Hao calmly admired Ling Lang's every movement. There was no trace of eroticism in his eyes, but it was as if he was watching a work of art.
His gaze was so frank and direct, Ling Lang could even feel the scorching heat swept across his skin.
"It turned out that the senior chose this one," Feng Hao's eyes all the way down, and finally landed somewhere, "You are very smart, even if you only wear underwear, you will not reveal your stuffing."
Ling Lang understood what he meant. There is a sex scene between the two of them in this script. Although it will not be filmed, there is necessary nudity. Maybe you can only wear underwear when filming. The largest work on the screen.
"Help me untie it," Ling Lang said, only to find that his throat was dry and his voice was a little hoarse.
"What's the hurry," Feng Hao said slowly, "I want to take a good look at you."
He looked at the beautiful body in front of him, "Ever since I saw you on the stage, I always dreamed that one day I could take a good look at you like this."
"Isn't it your dream to perform on the same stage with me?"
Feng Hao smiled, "That's one of my dreams too."
He stood up and looked at Ling Lang, "Now they have all come true."
The two stood face to face, Feng Hao was well-dressed, and Ling Lang was completely naked. He finally found something more embarrassing than being forced to expose his body.
Under Feng Hao's undisguised gaze, he actually had an unexpected reaction again, but that reaction quickly turned into pain and fed back to his brain. Ling Lang pursed his lips and frowned almost invisible. .
"Does it hurt?" The subtle change in expression on Ling Lang's face did not hide from Feng Hao's eyes.
Seeing that Ling Lang didn't answer, Feng Hao lowered his head and smiled, "I ignored it. Senior is a shy person."
After that, he turned around and took out a black safe from the luggage closet, put it on the writing desk and opened it, "Actually, I brought them all the way, and I wasn't sure that I would use them. I would also like to thank the senior for giving them so quickly. I have a chance."
Blocked by his back, Ling Lang couldn't see what was inside, only to see Feng Hao walking over with a black ribbon in his hand.
Feng Hao's knotted hand was very steady, "I like this more than the blindfold, because it can be tied step by step like wrapping a gift, just like... packing the senior and taking it away."
Ling Lang's eyes were pitch black, but he could clearly feel the strength at the moment when the strap was fastened.
Ling Lang, who was deprived of his vision, became extremely sensitive to hearing and touch. His skin was exposed to the air, and he felt a slight coolness.
The absolute darkness, the unknown fate, and the huge panic, on the contrary, there was an unbearable excitement.
He was afraid, but looked forward to it. After discovering his true thoughts, he felt ashamed again. He was ashamed for his reaction. He wanted to come out, but he was immersed in this state of mind and couldn't extricate himself.
The room was covered with a thick carpet, which completely blocked Feng Hao's footsteps. Ling Lang could only discern what the other party was taking from his safe from the limited sound.
The voice disappeared, and after a while, something rough and textured wrapped around his neck. Without looking, Ling Lang could also feel what it was. The collar tightly fit his neck, but it would not make him feel Difficulty breathing, like it was made for him.
Feng Hao put on the collar for him and left, and a moment later, his hands were also fixed behind him in the same way.
"You're so beautiful," Feng Hao said in admiration, looking at his results, "you're very sexy without much decoration."
He held the key to Ling Lang's ear, and flicked his fingernail, making a crisp sound, "I'll open it for you now."
Ling Lang heard the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole, and then with a click, the thing that had been imprisoning the lower body for a whole day was removed.
Before Ling Lang could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that Feng Hao was hugging him from behind, and his hands were rubbing his body, from his neck, to his collarbone, to his chest.
"I never imagined that one day I would be able to hold you like this," he buried his head in Ling Lang's neck and rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck, "I have fantasized about this kind of thing for many years, since the first time I met the senior. Just thinking about it, thinking about it every day.”
"You know, when I see the look in your eyes when you are tied up with ropes, I know what kind of person you are, senior, you and I are born a couple, no one in this world understands you better than me ."
He nibbled lightly on the other person, "I want to be like this, strip you off, lock you up, kiss you, possess you, I even want to whip you, I want to make your feet weak, I want to hear you Crying and begging for mercy. Because I like you, it's my desire, and there's nothing to be ashamed of."
Feng Hao's hand reached down, swept across Ling Lang's flat belly, and held his slightly raised organ, "I don't want to force you, but senior always closes himself up, neither watching nor listening, I can only use it like this In this way, I can let the seniors hear my inner voice.”
"As long as the senior belongs to me, whether it's coercion or coercion, I'm willing to do it."
Ling Lang lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and his breathing became rapid, but Feng Hao's movements showed no signs of slowing down, "But what I really want is not forced obedience, but a response from the heart of the senior. I want the seniors to like me as much as I like you, and understand that I'm not doing this to humiliate you."
Feng Hao's breath fell on Ling Lang's ear, "I like you, whether it's you in front of others or the real you, it makes me so addicted."
"Everything you want but can't want, I will make it come true."
"Every fantasy of yours, I'll make it come true."
"The desire you dare not face, I will help you face it."
Ling Lang raised his head abruptly, a suppressed moan overflowed from his throat, and white light penetrated through the black cloth that covered his eyes and shone into his retinas, materializing every word Feng Hao said, like the Bible. It was so deeply imprinted in his mind.