The little brat he looked at turned out to be the gong

Chapter 95 Your Eyes and His True Resemblance

After Ji Si left, Chen An followed Qi Jiangnan into the car, wanted to ask something, but couldn't speak.

But Qi Jiangnan said: "Have you found a place to live?"

Chen An was taken aback: "You want to drive me away?"

After asking, he felt that he knew what he was asking, so he lowered his head and paused, then said, "I know what you do, I want to follow you."

He didn't have anything, and he didn't have to worry about food and clothing during the years he followed Mo Chenyang. Now that he is let go, he really doesn't know what he can do, maybe accompany him for a drink, maybe sell himself.

"why?"

Chen An looked up at him: "Can I sell myself to you?"

Qi Jiangnan frowned slightly. It stands to reason that if someone talked to him like this, he would accept it half-heartedly, but facing Chen An, he wanted to refuse from the bottom of his heart: "No."

"...I have nowhere to go." Chen An said.

Qi Jiangnan squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "Where did you live before?"

Chen An bit his lip, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car: "Then I'm leaving."

Qi Jiangnan nodded.

Chen An gritted his teeth, turned and left.

With Mo Chenyang, his dignity was trampled on the ground, and he couldn't change it, but with Qi Jiangnan, he chose to go by himself.

The urban area was brightly lit even at night, and people were hurrying along the road. Chen An sat on a bench at the park entrance with his arms folded, and he had nowhere to go.

The lights of passing vehicles were blinding, Chen An's eyes gradually turned red, and no pedestrians stopped, probably thinking that he was just a child who had a temper tantrum with his family.

Miko lit a cigarette, put his arm on the car window and looked at the people on the bench. After a long time, he stubbed out the cigarette, opened the car door and walked over.

"Smoking?" Miko took out the cigarette case and handed it to him.

Chen An looked up at him, with doubts and vigilance in his eyes.

Mi Ke smiled softly and lit a cigarette. He sat next to Chen An and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'm not a good person."

Chen An: "..."

"How much does it cost to buy you for one night?" Miko leaned over and exhaled against Chen An's ear.

The faint smell of smoke entered his nostrils, Chen An's body stiffened, and he moved to the side: "I...I don't sell..."

Miko pinched his chin, turned his face, and looked into his eyes: "Then you want to let me do it for free?"

--Snapped!

The crisp applause sounded, and Chen An's body trembled angrily. He was already cheap enough, and this man wanted to make him even worse.

"How much?" Miko lowered his head and smiled, raised his hand to touch his face, his eyes were cold.

Lengthy silence.

Chen An bit her lip: "How much can you give me?"

Miko looked at him from top to bottom, and his eyes finally fell on his eyes, "First time?"

Chen An nodded.

"30." Miko smiled: "Is it okay?"

Chen An was stunned, 30 was like an astronomical figure to him.

"Isn't it enough?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Miko frowned, and then curled his lips coolly: "Then 50?"

50 million!

Chen An was afraid of Miko's repentance, so he nodded immediately and couldn't speak fluently: "Okay...Okay."

Mi Ke looked at him and smiled, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and hooked Chen An: "Come here, sit on my lap."

Chen An hesitated for a moment, bit his lip, and walked over.

"Spread your legs apart and face me."

Chen An moved over slowly, separated his legs, and sat on Miko's lap.

"Good boy." Miko clasped his waist, pressed to himself, put one hand on the back of his head, and kissed him.

Mi Ke is not a gentle person, Chen An's lips hurt from being bitten, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only softly lie in Mi Ke's arms and let the man kiss him roughly.

"It tastes good." Mi Ke half-closed his eyes, raised his hand to wipe Chen An's lips, then quickly moved down, pinching Chen An's body.

"Hiss..." Chen An took a painful breath and shrank back.

Mi Ke dragged him back without changing his face, and his hands kept moving, "It hurts too much, so I cry, crying makes me happy, and I will love you."

The most fragile and sensitive part of his body was kneaded vigorously, and Chen An's body was trembling. He tilted his head slightly, gritted his teeth and refused to cry out.

On the one hand, because of shame, on the other hand, although it was dark, he would be discovered by others as soon as he made a sound.

"I just like you." Miko bit his Adam's apple, "It makes me want to cry you."

"Ah..." Chen An still couldn't hold back.

It hurts so much.

Miko's force is very clever, it can make him hurt, and it can also make him feel good. It feels almost the same, Miko sneered and pinched it hard.

"Please... oh please... it hurts..." Chen An's painful lips trembled, and tears rolled down his face.

Mi Ke picked Chen An up and put him in the car, his voice was so cold that it made people feel frightened: "Tonight has just begun."

Before Chen An recovered, he curled up on the back seat, biting his lip and sobbing softly.

Mi Ke drove home and carried Chen An to the basement.

In the basement, Xiao Ning was locked in a corner, naked, with bruises all over her body. When she heard the movement, her body trembled and she shrank back.

This is a basement specially built by Miko, with good sound insulation and all kinds of appliances.

Putting Chen An on the bed and fixing his limbs, Mi Ke turned around and went to the side cabinet to find a bottle of medicine, and poured one for Chen An to eat.

"Your eyes are very similar to his. Remember to cry more later." Mi Ke touched Chen An's eyes, and Chen An trembled.

He was too afraid of Miko.

"You go out tonight." Miko took a suit and threw it to Xiao Ning, and unlocked his hand: "If you want to run, you have to run far away, and don't be caught by me again."

Xiao Ning looked up at him, grabbed the clothes and put them on tremblingly, and ran out of the basement.

Miko smiled and didn't care, he found a new little pet now.

……

The next day.

"Would you like to stay with me one more night?" Mi Ke wiped away the tears from the corners of Chen An's eyes, lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

Chen An closed his eyes, his face was pale, and he shook his head violently upon hearing this.

After crying all night, he had long since lost his strength, and was already numb from the pain.

"Open your eyes and look at me." Miko pinched his chin, and twitched his fingers under him.

Chen An's body trembled slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

In one night, he finally knew why this man treated him like this, because of these eyes, because of Ji Si.

Ji Si.

Miko leaned over to hold him down, and kissed his eyes: "Good boy."

……

Ji Si turned over and hugged Mo Chenyang, with a strong nasal voice: "Mo Xiaoyang, I'm having a nightmare."

The man with his eyes still closed raised his arms and pulled him into his arms, and stroked his back gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, sleep a little longer."

Ji Si opened his eyes and looked at Mo Chenyang, and closed his eyes again after a long time. He dreamed that Mo Chenyang didn't want him anymore, and put his arms around other men to let him go. He dreamed that Mo Chenyang was hanging out with other people in front of him. Dreaming of himself, dreaming of himself dead.

Ji Si hugged Mo Chenyang tightly, and the man's body temperature came down his skin, making him calm down a little.

He was afraid.

"Mo Xiaoyang..." Ji Si opened his mouth, and Mo Chenyang rolled over and pinned him down.

"You don't want to sleep anymore, do you?"

Ji Si hugged his neck and leaned against his neck: "Be gentle."

In fact, Mo Chenyang didn't understand the word tenderness at all, and Ji Si lost his mind after being contradicted by him like a storm.

Tired and sleepy.

Ji Si was lying on the bed exhausted and panting, Mo Chenyang cleaned up the two hastily, and kissed Ji Si on the forehead: "Sleep, I will call you when dinner is ready."

It's already winter, and the weather has turned a little colder. Ji Si was still sleeping when Mo Chenyang was cooking.

He hugged Ji Si across the quilt: "Teacher, it's time to eat."

"Hmm..." Ji Si frowned, stretched out his arms for a long time, hugged Mo Chenyang who was sitting by the bed, and rubbed against him: "Mo Xiaoyang, will you not want me?"

This was what Mo Chenyang had been asking him all the time.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Chenyang pinched his face: "Get up."

Ji Jiusi groaned twice, "I'm not thinking about it, answer me quickly."

"will not."

"Would you like someone else?"

"will not."

Ji Si smiled, sat up and hugged Mo Chenyang from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder: "That's great."

Mo Chenyang rubbed his waist: "Does it hurt?"

It's been a little over the top these days.

Ji Si shook his head: "It's okay, the waist is fine, but the lower part is a little uncomfortable."

"under?"

Keith nodded.

"Lie on my stomach and have a look." Mo Chenyang stood up and pushed Ji Si onto the bed.

"No, no, it's okay. I'll just take a rest." Ji Si hid behind a quilt.

"Teacher, be good, don't worry me, huh?"

Ji Si bit her lips, lay on the bed with a blushing face, buried her head in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Look."

Mo Chenyang pulled off the quilt and separated Ji Si's legs.

He touched it with his hand, Ji Si froze and crawled forward.

"do not move."

"Then just look at it, what are you touching?"

"It's not like I haven't touched it before."

Ji Si was speechless, her neck was red.

Mo Chenyang separated his legs a little further: "It's swollen."

"Sleep in separate beds."

Mo Chenyang ignored him, got up and went to the drawer to get a stick of ointment, then went back and squeezed some ointment on his hand: "I'll give you some medicine."

Mo Chenyang's hands weren't rough, but they weren't that tender either. There was a clear foreign body sensation, and the burning pain caused by the movements made Ji Si grunt.

Instead, there is a cooling sensation.

"Teacher, you pinched my hand," Mo Chenyang said with deep eyes and a hoarse voice, "Open your mouth and spit it out."

Ji Si: "..."

After taking the medicine, Mo Chenyang put on the pajamas for Ji Si, "Can you walk?"

"Who do you look down on?"

Ji Si glared at him, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and moved two steps slowly, without any special pain.

Mo Chenyang smiled at the man's strange walking posture, and went out to serve dinner.

He especially likes the feeling of taking care of Ji Si, cooking and cooking, he likes Ji Si relying on him, and likes Ji Si acting like a baby with him.

If it wasn't for Ji Si's illness being too negative, he would have hoped that Ji Si would stay sick all the time. It was like toffee, soft and sweet, and he wouldn't get tired of eating it.