Master's heart

Chapter 5

After Fujian's acupuncture and decoction, Qing Boss' strange erection was finally relieved, but it seems that the toxin has not been released completely, and the erection that he would have every morning has become unusual, and he has to find someone to release it every time According to Fujiyasu, when the heat is released, a little bit of the toxin will also be discharged. As for how many times it can be completely discharged, it is not known whether the person who has intercourse with him will be in danger.

And Wen Luo became the target of Qing Boss to get rid of toxins.

Boss Qing was very rude to him, handcuffed his hands, tied him to the bed and raped him every day.

"Do you hate me?" Turning the man over, they looked at each other, and found that the eyes of the other party were red.

"Oh, you... you are like this, don't I feel good too?" Wen Luo said intermittently in an unstable tone.

The old man Qing's face darkened, and he couldn't help holding his waist and buried him deeper. The intercourse part was torn apart, and the bed sheet was wetted with blood mixed with body fluids. Seeing Wen Luo frowned in pain, Boss Qing's chest was tight. uncomfortable.

"Lie, you fucking lied again!" Boss Qing pierced him fiercely, the movement of his waist accelerated, and the suffocating pleasure swept him away, but the pleasure of the body made his nerves tense, intertwined with pain with.

He operated mechanically, repeatedly ravaging the man under him, and then looked at his painful body, heard his uncomfortable muffled groans, and felt a strange sense of disgust gripping his heart.

Before becoming a bandit, he did a lot of bad things because he was young and frivolous. He killed people, robbed money, and raped women. But he has never hated himself so deeply like now.

He never thought of himself as a pure and good person, he was a bad guy, and admitted it frankly, but he never hated himself because he was a bad guy.

Lin Fengqing, is this all you can do?

Boss Qing spread Wen Luo's legs further apart, knelt on the bed and bent down, rubbing Wen Luo's buttocks, but asked himself over and over again in his heart, why did he say that when he said that? There will be inexplicable anger that grabs my heart, why do I want to hold him firmly in my arms, thinking that maybe if I break or disable him, he will no longer resist, and will follow me with all my heart .

Wen Luo frowned, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Under the rough sprint of Boss Qing, he couldn't feel anything except the heart-piercing pain.

The hands that were tied high above his head clenched the quilt tightly, and the hair on his arms was wet with sweat, just like his hair, languidly sticking to his skin, and the veins on his hands were slightly stretched because of the excessive force A little bit, but he kept silent until Boss Qing put him on top of him and released him.

The man on his body pursed his thin lips tightly, his eyes were piercing, and the blindfold strap tied high into his hair shook with his black hair, during which there would be drops of sweat dripping from it. Wen Luo watched numbly, he knew that this man was not Uncomfortable, this is just a mechanical movement without love, it will not bring the slightest joy, it will only make each other feel uncomfortable.

After being released, Boss Qing's huge body pressed down, his strong sweaty chest pressed against him tightly, his heart beating like a drum, and for a while, Wen Luo couldn't speak because of the piercing pain.

The old man Qing propped himself up slightly, looked down at Wen Luo's pale face condescendingly, then his eyes wandered, and came to his buttocks again, the bed sheet underneath was stained with blood, dazzling red, he gritted his teeth, and quickly raised his hand to grab Wen Luo's On the chin, there seemed to be some anger in the hawk eyes left alone, "Why don't you cry out for pain? Why don't you beg me to let you go?"

"Why... ask you?" Wen Luo couldn't move, just looked at him.

"You don't like me, don't you? If I treat you like this, you won't even resist?"

"It's strange, why do you want me to resist you?" Wen Luo looked at him strangely, as if he didn't care at all.

"It doesn't matter who you are, can you say that anyone can fuck you?"

"If one day, this cottage changes hands, and the new owner also hopes to do so... I don't think I have the ability to resist, just like I can't resist you." Wen Luo said calmly, his lips were still chapped due to pain Fanbai, "Resisting you will only hurt me more."

"How can there be someone like you in this world!" Boss Qing's eyes widened.

"If it's over, can you let me go?" Wen Luo looked away, watching him hold his hand.

"Get out, get out of the way, I feel disgusted when I see you." Boss Qing got up and lay down inside, covering his eyes with his hands.

"Do you need me to wait for you to drink medicine?" Wen Luo slowly climbed out of bed and put on his clothes.

"Let Teng An serve me, you get away from me." Boss Qing turned around and faced the wall.

"Okay." After putting on his clothes, Wen Luo stayed on the spot for a while before slowly moving outside.

In fact, sometimes he also feels that he is extremely useless for his tolerance, and that he is really too knowledgeable about current affairs and too calm. If it were someone else, facing such a treatment, he would definitely resist desperately, but Wen Luo wouldn't, he didn't want to I don't want to suffer more serious injuries.

He is a businessman, a helpless, self-made businessman. He has been in that circle for a long time. He knows how to weigh the pros and cons. He always calculates his losses to the minimum, and he will endure those who hurt him. , endured until the right time to counterattack, and then put the opponent to death.

As for Boss Qing's counterattack, you have to take your time. The last casual test provoked a strong reaction from Boss Qing, and the answer to the question was gradually formed in my heart.

Wen Luo stretched out his thumb to pick at the cuffs on his wrist, and the corner of his lips suddenly raised a weird arc. The reason why his smile became weird was because of the complicated emotions in his heart. He was pretty good, so that disgust didn't go deep into the bottom of his heart, but in the bottom of his heart, maybe he still had a slight liking for him, so he raised his hand to support his head with a "Kara".

Favor?Even if there was, when he repeatedly violated himself, it would all turn to ashes!Wen Luo raised his head, a gloomy edge flashed across his eyes, he must, must escape!

Because of the inexplicable behavior of the Qing boss last time and his inexplicable confession, the relationship between them has undergone tremendous changes. These incidents forced Wen Luo to speed up his pace and start implementing the escape plan.

"It should have been planned a long time ago, why are you still hesitating?" Wen Luo sighed, looking up at the blue sky slightly, maybe because he hated him too much.

Under the toss of Qing Boss, Wen Luo finally fell ill.

The original mild fever turned into a high fever, and the unspeakable area was swollen and uncomfortable, and he could hardly stand or sit normally. He didn't have his own room, only a small wooden bed in the stone hall of the Qing boss.

In the past few days, he has been lingering on the sick bed, talking nonsense with fever, unable to eat, and groaning in pain every time he turns over. Seeing Wen Luo like this, even if Boss Qing is hard-hearted, he will be a little unbearable.

"Boss, you're being a bit ruthless this time..."

Fujian put the bottles and cans on the table, and clicked his tongue a few times, "If you die, it will be troublesome. A Yuan hasn't come back yet, who will serve you now? You also know that everyone in this village It's a big bastard, I can't stay here all the time, I have to go to that bastard Ming Yan every now and then..."

"I'm dead, I don't need someone to wait on me."

"Come on, boss, I don't know you yet? Although you are a bandit, you are the young master of the Lin family after all. How have you ever suffered? How many times have you bathed yourself when you are so old? Even at the lowest ebb, you Wouldn't the old man still send someone to wait on you?" Fujian pouted.

"Aren't you looking for death? Don't mention that old man to me!"

"Okay, okay, I'm talking too much again." Fujian shrank his shoulders and glanced at the medicine jars, "After waking up, let him take the medicine by himself, once a day, with the soup I gave, in a few days It’s alright, and what’s more, the toxins in your body have almost been discharged, and it hasn’t affected him in any way, so you don’t care about him, do you really need to feed him with medicine? In fact, he doesn’t need medicine. I can't run when I'm full."

"Stop talking nonsense, get out!"

"Your temper is getting bigger and bigger these days, isn't it menstruation?"

"Bastard, say it again?" Boss Qing rolled up his sleeves and glared at him.

"Ah... I'm leaving!" Fujian jumped far away, smiled grinningly, turned around and ran away.

"Little bastard."

Boss Qing squinted his eyes and looked at Teng Andingyuan. When he turned around and saw Wen Luo on the bed, his eyes became complicated again. The thick arm that was originally raised was also drooping weakly. He walked slowly to Wen Luo's small wooden bed. Sitting down, his eyes looked around for a long time before moving to his flushed face.

This is a pure and harmless appearance, and at the same time, he also has a deep and unpredictable heart.

That kind of docile obedience, on the contrary, makes him look invincible. No matter how you torture him, he will bear it silently without saying a word. You don't know if he will be hurt, sad, hate you, what? I don't know, I can't see anything, because I can't see through, so I want to take it for myself.

Boss Qing didn't want to admit that his obedience made him feel a little uneasy, and that uneasiness made him annoyed and irritable, and he treated Wen Luo even more rudely.

"Lin Fengqing, is this really the only thing you can do?" Boss Qing touched the strap of the blindfold annoyed, and rubbed it between his fingertips for a long time.

Wen Luo murmured a few times indistinctly, and the eyeballs under his eyelids rolled around, not knowing whether he was dreaming or waking up, Boss Qing instantly became nervous, sat there stiffly, waited for a long while, and saw whether Wen Luo was there or not. He breathed a sigh of relief at the sign of waking up, his big hand trembled because of hesitation, and finally reached for Wen Luo's hand.

His fingers were fair and slender, and his nails were smooth and round, while Boss Qing's hands were rough and dark, and the joints on the back of his hands were covered with thin calluses.

Although he is now in a state of embarrassment and has been reduced to a prisoner, Boss Qing still thinks that Wen Luo is the kind of person who is naturally arrogant. In fact, he himself does not believe it. In addition to having a vague affection for him, there is also a kind of inferiority complex in his heart. Feeling, I always feel that standing with him, I look rude and reckless.

This feeling never appeared when facing Wen Renyuan and Fujian.

"Damn it, what's going on..." Boss Qing couldn't help tightening his fingers.

Wen Luo frowned slightly, and woke up because of the pain from his hands. Boss Qing's hands stiffened, and he stared at Wen Luo with wide eyes, without moving. Wen Luo slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Wen Tun gently Boss Qing's eyes were blurry, as if he was not very conscious, he held Boss Qing's hand behind his back, and slowly pulled him closer, then he curled up like a silkworm chrysalis, his cold fingertips trembling slightly.

"Huh?" Boss Qing was confused.

"I..." Wen Luo's chin rested on the back of Shangqing's boss, "I feel uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Boss Qing felt his heart being hit hard, and his voice softened.

"It hurts..." Wen Luo, who had been burnt out, rubbed his cheek against his hand, his voice slowly choked up: "It really... hurts." He put Boss Qing's hand into his arms like a baby Protecting him, as if he was afraid that the Qing Lao Conference would run away.

At that moment, the sense of guilt in his heart swelled to the maximum, Boss Qing was at a loss for what to do, and finally leaned down after being stupid for a long time, stretched out his hand and clumsily hugged the curled up Wen Luo.

"I won't hurt you any more."

"It really... hurts."

Because Wen Luo didn't let go for a long time, Boss Qing was held by his hand and sat there all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Luo's consciousness became clearer, but he didn't speak much. Boss Qing silently pulled out his hand, took all the bottles and cans from the table, held them in his arms and remained silent for a while , said awkwardly: "Lie down, I'll give you medicine."

"I... can do it myself." Wen Luo said slowly, his voice hoarse.

"What can you do with this look, don't talk nonsense..." Boss Qing paused, waited for a while, and lowered his voice abruptly: "It's inconvenient for you, let me apply medicine for you, I don't have anything Do it, don't worry."

"Thank you." Wen Luo turned over and knelt down on the bed.

"No...you're welcome." Boss Qing stuttered, the other party's hips were raised high, the red and swollen wounds were right in front of his eyes, Wen Luo's head was buried in the pillow, his hands were pressed under the pillow, shoulder blades because of his arms highlighted by force.

Boss Qing silently swallowed his saliva, shook off the evil thoughts in his mind, and picked up the ointment one by one according to Fujiyasu's instructions, dipped a little with his fingers, and gently applied it around Wen Luo's wound, when the cold ointment touched When going up, Wen Luo's body trembled, the corners of his shoulders and brows twitched, and his fingers also gathered together.

"It hurts you?" Boss Qing stopped, Wen Luo didn't speak, just shook his head sullenly, Boss Qing took a breath, dipped in some ointment, then raised his eyes to see Wen Luo, who contracted suddenly because of the stimulation I couldn't help but my heart beat faster again, "Relax, I'm going to reach in and apply more medicine for you."

"Okay." Wen Luo said hoarsely.

"Hold up." Boss Qing coughed and poked his fingers in.

During the whole process, Wen Luo has been very cooperative, pursing his lips and not saying a word. He didn't relax until Boss Qing told him it was over, and his smooth back was already covered with fine sweat.

Boss Qing went to the golden basin to wash his hands, and then brought clean clothes over, "Your clothes are all dirty, but there are only my clothes here, so you can just make do."

"Thank you." Wen Luo took the clothes and wrapped himself hastily, then curled up.

"Well, I went too far a few days ago." Boss Qing curled his fingers to his lips and coughed, then he said, "You know, I have a very bad temper, and it doesn't matter how serious I was. I got hurt. You're really... so sorry."

He is really not good at apologizing, but he has to say these words to Wen Luo, otherwise he will be driven crazy by the guilt, "I don't know why I did this to you, maybe because Haven't met a man before...ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with liking a man, although I don't agree with my younger brothers, but it's not wrong..." Boss Qing was embarrassed.

Silence flowed between each other for a long time, Wen Luo finally had some reaction, his fingertips trembled, and gently held Boss Qing's hand back, with some uncertainty, "You like me, right?"

Do you like Wen Luo's words to wake up the boss?That vague liking, the strong desire to take it for yourself, the self-loathing feeling after being hurt, all because of liking?It seems that all the doubts have been answered, and those emotions that make Qing Boss inexplicable have also become logical.

The knot that was originally tied between each other seemed to be untied instantly, and the suppressed emotions swept over. The more Qing Boss thought about it, the more he felt right, he must have fallen in love with him!But after Wen Luo finished speaking, he had nothing to say.

Wen Luo didn't say whether he also liked Boss Qing, or whether Boss Qing should like him, anyway, after asking, he didn't mention it anymore.

This kind of innocence tortured Boss Qing. Although he had had several women before, this was the first time he fell in love with a man, so he couldn't figure out how to get along with Wen Luo. Now that he has made it clear, let's go Go after him.

But how to pursue it?Do you think of him as a buddy, or as a daughter-in-law?How should I treat him well, kiss and hug him, or give him a woman, or a man?

"What are you... doing?" Wen Luo's words suddenly interrupted Boss Qing's thinking.

"Uh, I got you some clothes." Boss Qing used the word "Nong" cleverly. It has been a few days since that day, and Wen Luo's injury has gradually improved, but his temper is still the same as before, unpredictable Docile, not resisting Boss Qing's clumsy administration of medicine, nor expressing doubts about his sudden change of attitude.

"I'm not a woman, why did you buy me this kind of clothes?"

"But you really don't have any clothes to wear." Boss Qing was holding all kinds of new clothes with an innocent face.

"I'm getting old, how do you want me to wear these fancy clothes?" Wen Luo frowned slightly.

"That's why that damn tailor lied to me, he said you'd like it!"

"You don't have to do this, I don't need new clothes." Wen Luo no longer looked at those clothes.

"I just don't want you to wear my clothes anymore." Boss Qing became a little annoyed by Wen Luo's indifference.

"Oh, then I won't wear it anymore." Wen Luo nodded, pointing to the clothes he just changed, "My own clothes are not dry yet, I will change them for you at night, as for these, I will wash them for you Clean, it will be ready soon." Wen Luo leaned over and picked up the clothes on his little bed.

"I don't need you to wash it for me." Boss Qing knocked off the clothes in Wen Luo's hands.

"Then I'll put it away for you." Wen Luo was silent for a while, then bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground.

"You ****, why are you so short-tempered! Don't you all know? You know that I won't hurt you anymore, so why do you have to submit to it like this? You make me feel... make me feel that I am * ** is a bastard!"

"Know what?" Wen Luo asked anxiously, but compared a victory gesture in his heart.

"I just know... I know that!" Boss Qing hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't get the words out.

"That? Oh, I remembered, I was just talking casually that day, and I got burned."

"Just talk about it?" Boss Qing opened his eyes wide and became angry instantly. He gritted his teeth, "But I'm serious!"

"Oh, don't be joking." Wen Luo smiled rarely, and sat down to fold his clothes. He bowed his head for a moment but raised a smug smile, "I accept your apology, and I also accept the things that happened in those days. You don’t need to use your liking as an excuse to explain it as a release of desire between the same sex.”

"Release desire between the same sex?" Boss Qing continued to grind his teeth.

"Yeah." Wen Luo looked up, with a pure and harmless expression, "I've done this before."

"You!" Boss Qing was angry for a while, but he thought that the other party took it as a joke. If he was too serious and seemed to care about him, it would be too embarrassing.

Boss Qing calmed down, and forcibly pulled out a smile, "Aha, since you understand this, I won't say anything, but your body is still recovering now, so you don't need to do these physical labors, so you can Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean anything, just because you were hurt because of me."

"Well, I understand." Wen Luo nodded.

"By the way, how is your injury...?" Boss Qing cleared his throat.

"It's okay." Wen Luo shook the handcuffs on his feet, smiled and took the clothes from Boss Qing's hand, turned around and put them in the cabinet. His movements were still a little slow because the old injuries from the previous few days were still intact. It wasn't as good as it was, and Boss Qing saw his strange movements, and couldn't help but feel distressed and leaned towards him.

"I think it's still very inconvenient for you to walk." Boss Qing hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Actually, it's nothing." Wen Luo glanced sideways at the hand on his shoulder, and smiled coldly. He waited for a while and adjusted his expression before turning around. He didn't expect that Boss Qing was so far away from him. When he turned around, he hit his chest directly.

"No." Wen Luo snorted.

Boss Qing froze and looked down. Wen Luo's nose was reddish, his black pupils floated, and there was a slight moisture in his eyes due to the pain. Unable to move his eyes away, he stared blankly for a while, then bent down unexpectedly, lifted Wen Luo's chin and kissed him.

Wen Luo's eyes widened, and he subconsciously reached out to support Boss Qing's chest.

Boss Qing pinched his chin with two fingers, the strength was very light, Wen Luo raised his eyes, and saw Boss Qing lowered his gaze, pecking his thin lips cautiously, as if he was tasting something, and realized that Wen Luo didn't After resisting, he pressed his lips together, and clasped the back of Wen Luo's head with his other big hand, allowing them to kiss each other deeper.

"Hmm...you..." Wen Luo frowned, struggling slightly.

"As you said." Boss Qing moved his lips away, and his eyes moved from his lips to his eyes, "It's just the release of desire between the same sex." After saying that, he kissed again, even if Wen Luo lingered like this The old sparrow also had to admit that Boss Qing's kissing skills are very good, just a simple sucking makes his limbs go limp, his kiss is proficient and domineering, but the disordered heartbeat reveals his nervousness.

Wen Luo pushed him away between the gap between his lips and teeth, and his slender fingers fell on the heart for a moment, then slowly tightened.

"Boss!" The voice of a certain bug came from afar.

"Ah?" Boss Qing suddenly raised his hand and pushed Wen Luo far away, causing him to stagger.

"Brothers are all ready, when shall we leave for the desert?" Dachong asked enthusiastically.

"If everything is packed, we will leave tomorrow." Boss Qing glanced at Wen Luo secretly, then quickly looked away, covered his lips with his hands and coughed, "A Yuan and the others haven't come back yet?"

"Well, I've already found the person surnamed Ding, but it seems that I was delayed by something on the way."

"Since you've found it, don't worry about it. Don't let Ah Yuan worry about the affairs in the village. When I'm not around, let Fujian take care of it. Bring that Mingyan too, so that little bastard Fujian won't be distracted." Boss Qing ordered while pondering, "Don't follow the three of you, I don't worry if you stay."

"Ah...boss." Da Chong froze.

"Stop talking nonsense, you are the boss, why don't you just stay here!" Boss Qing stared, "I tell you, don't rob me when I'm not around, remember the rules clearly, remember what should be robbed and what should not be robbed. "

"Okay, okay, it's unlucky to be the boss!"

"What nonsense, isn't I the boss?"

"Ah, don't hit, don't hit!"

"Get out, don't bother me, and, remember to knock on the door next time you come in!"

knock on the door?Da Chong was thrown out by Boss Qing in a daze, thinking, how could there be a door in that big stone house!

Watching him walk away, Boss Qing scratched his neck in frustration, turned around and looked at Wen Luo who had been pushed far away by him, quickly averted his eyes, and was thinking about what to say, but heard Wen Luo take the lead I spoke.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "If possible, can I go to the desert with you?"

"Huh?" Boss Qing was taken aback.

"I just want to go for a walk, don't worry, I can't run away." The face is still pure and good.

"If you are healthy, it's okay to follow, but can you bear it? We all have to ride horses, and the desert climate is not good. You are so thin and tender, so you don't want your bones to be broken and your skin torn. ..." Boss Qing couldn't help but looked Wen Luo up and down.

"I'm not a woman." Wen Luo frowned, a little dissatisfied.

"I didn't think you were a woman." Boss Qing muttered, and looked at him again. To be honest, although Wen Luo is good-looking, he doesn't look like a woman at all. But the boss Qing always vaguely felt that the other party treated him with an attitude of elders and juniors, and the reason why he didn't resist was just because he didn't want to haggle with him.

"Can you?" Wen Luo asked again.

"If you want to, just follow along." Qing Boss compromised.

"Thank you very much." Wen Luo showed his face with a smile, which made the boss Qing on the opposite side dazed for a while, and had the urge to step up to kiss him, but it was not appropriate to go in the past so rashly, so the boss Qing frowned after dazed, I began to think about what excuses to find so that I could approach him naturally.

"If we leave tomorrow, what do we need?"

"Huh?" Boss Qing came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "They will prepare it, you just follow along."

"The clothes or something... you!" Wen Luo was blocked back. He was frightened by the sudden oppression, and before he could dodge, he was crushed to the ground, and the back of his head hit the ground. Wen Luo felt dizzy for a while, and tried to open his eyes. After opening his eyes, he finally saw the person pressing on him clearly.

"I... accidentally fell down." Boss Qing lay on top of him, his face flushed.

Wen Luo didn't react, but just watched Boss Qing's lips sticking towards him in a daze.

If you don't get up after you fall, what are you doing kissing me?

Wen Luo was full of doubts, but he still swallowed his breath and accepted this kiss that made him quite satisfied.