Quick Pass: Green Tea Strategy

Chapter 175 "E-sports" Can't Clean Him Up 28

Regardless of other things, Lu Zicha put his hand on Song Zhaotian's fist on the wall, and he cried out in tears: "That's right, I did all the things that hurt you, I'm so bad, you Just hit me, why are you hurting yourself? What are you going to do in the next game?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhaotian sneered, took his fist away, and didn't let Lu Zicha touch it: "What? Isn't this what you want? I do what you want, are you happy?"

Lu Zicha felt as if her heart was being squeezed by a pair of big hands, and the pain was unspeakable.

He closed his eyes to keep the tears from flowing, and turned his head slightly: "So you hurt yourself in front of me like this?"

"Isn't this what you want to see the most..." Song Zhaotian stretched out his bloody hand, "Are you satisfied now?"

Lu Zicha didn't want to look at him without opening his eyes, he really couldn't look directly at the dazzling red: "I don't think so, you know, I just... just feel like I'm going crazy every time I face you."

His body slowly slid down against the wall, and Lu Zicha covered his cheeks with his hands to prevent Song Zhaotian from seeing his expression: "I like you so much that I like you so much, why do everyone else look at you? Their eyes are all gouged out, when will you be by my side alone?

If only you could stop showing up, stop being noticed by others, then you could be mine alone. "

His voice is getting lower and lower: "Is it like this? I'm so scary, I've become afraid of myself, I don't even know why I did that, Song Zhaotian, you have to believe me, my intention is really not Hurt you, I just can't control myself, am I sick?"

Song Zhaotian bent down, he reached out and grabbed Lu Zicha's fine, thick hair, and pressed his head against the wall: "Take your hands away, I want to see your face. If you don't look into my eyes and talk, who knows what you are?" Are you fooling me?"

I saw Lu Zicha tremblingly let go of the hands covering his face on both sides. His fair face was covered with tears, and his eyelids were swollen. It may be because he just covered his face and pressed it hard. There is also an abnormal and somewhat sickly flush.

His heart seemed to be ashamed, the brilliance in his eyes was gone, and his eyes were dark: "Are you scared? Does it feel scary? I am a pervert who likes men, and all I have in my mind is this kind of shock all day long." A chilling thought."

"The person who only knew passion and indomitable spirit before the game was not me, the real me is just so unbearable, dark and hopeless.

I know I'm innocent, I can't even ask for your forgiveness, so I can do whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt yourself. "

Lu Zicha's scalp hurt a bit from being pulled, and he didn't dare to move too much, the pain once again made the tears that he had been holding in his eyes rush out along his eye sockets, leaving a streak on his already fair face. New tear stains, teardrops still hanging on his face, slowly slid down.

Seeing him like this, Song Zhaotian snorted coldly. He reached out and wiped the tears off Lu Zicha's face, put it in his mouth and tasted it: "Don't you like me? It's useless to just say it. Should we do something? Prove it? After all, you are so good at lying, if this is also a lie, shouldn't I cry again?"

Something was stuffed into his mouth, Lu Zicha half knelt on the ground, the corners of his mouth were burning with pain, his slightly swollen and red eye sockets were half closed, and he slightly raised his head to look at Song Zhaotian. This angle seemed to be submissive, but from Song Zhaotian Looking at Lu Zicha's expression from a different angle, the originally delicate face was stained with desire, and it looked a little bit gorgeous and flirtatious.

"If that's the case, you should like it very much, am I right?"

Forced to swallow it, Lu Zicha knelt on one knee and landed on the ground. Although the knee was covered by the fabric of his trousers, which helped him cushion it, but after bending for a long time, he could still feel some pain.

His cheeks and small mouth were also sore, which made him exhausted.

I don't know how long it took before he was let go by Song Zhaotian.

Song Zhaotian just let him sit on the ground with his legs limp. He looked like a rag doll, very messed up, and even his clothes became crumpled.

"Lu Zicha, I'm really sorry for you, now our positions have changed..." Song Zhaotian pinched his chin condescendingly, forcing Lu Zicha to look directly at him, he looked at Lu Zicha and said, "Your handle is in my hands, You should know what to do, right?"

Since it is hell, let them sink into the deepest abyss together.

Lu Zicha nodded, he looked very tired, but his eyes were shining with strange brilliance: "As long as you want, I can give you, brother Zhaotian, I belong to you, no matter what you ask me to do. I'll do anything."

"Clean it up yourself, go back, don't mention today's matter to anyone, understand?"

"clear."

Seeing Song Zhaotian leave here and gradually walk away, Lu Zicha breathed a sigh of relief, he seemed to have no bones in his body for a moment, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or cold, he sat directly against the wall for a long while.

Too dangerous.

If it wasn't for his quick response, this strategy would have failed [-]%.

Song Zhaotian's aura was so frightening that Lu Zicha didn't even want to recall what happened just now a second time. He pressed his slightly aching temples, rubbed his cheeks that seemed to be a little sore, and brushed the hair that was messed up by Song Zhaotian a little. After tidying up, he slowly stood up.

It was really difficult for him, he was forced to turn the scene of death into a solo theater of love for Britney Spears.

I don't know when he will be able to completely turn the male protagonist Long Aotian into the male protagonist Long Aotian.

However, Song Zhaotian had already taken a fancy to him, which Lu Zicha did not expect.

He originally thought that he was going to end his game, and that the concrete pillars at the port would soon become the destination of his body. He didn't expect that his life in this world would be quite long, and it was estimated that it would be longer in the future.

After patting the dust on his clothes, Lu Zicha walked back to the hotel.

Afraid of being bumped into by others, he now looks very confused and difficult to explain. He dodges left and right, trying to find a place with few people.

It may be that the house is leaking and it rains all night.

The more embarrassed Lu Zicha is, the less he wants to meet acquaintances, the more he walks with his face covered, the more he can meet people he doesn't want to meet.

Being held down by his shoulders, Lu Zicha felt bad, he had already arrived at the hotel lobby, why did he still meet acquaintances?