What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Chapter 106 106

It was only after two o'clock in the morning when Jiang Qixiao returned to City A by plane overnight. Instead of going to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, he took a taxi directly to the rental house and opened the door with the key that had been kept safe.

When Xiaocao heard the noise, she barked several times nervously.

The sound of the dog barking was extremely abrupt in the silent night, it was beating restlessly, the light was turned on and it stopped only after seeing Jiang Qixiao, and ran over to rub Jiang Qixiao's trousers whimpering.

"Hey, my little grass has grown up a bit, why does it seem to be thinner? Dad didn't give you food, okay?" Jiang Qixiao bent down and rubbed Xiaocao's body with a smile, and looked towards the bedroom. There was nothing there. Nothing happened.

Familiar pets, familiar furniture, familiar smells, but no familiar people appear.

Yang Shaoqing didn't respond when he heard his voice?It shouldn't be.

Jiang Qixiao calmed the restless Xiaocao for a while, then walked into the bedroom, but there was no one there.

What about Shaoqing?

Jiang Qixiao frowned, put down his luggage, took out a cigarette case from his pocket and lit one, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of cold beer, unscrewed it and drank a couple of sips.

The house is a bit messy, and Yang Shaoqing doesn't know how to tidy it up. After washing, he hangs the clothes directly to the drying place, and takes them back when they are dry. He doesn't know how to fold them.

Jiang Qixiao smiled faintly, and sat silently on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

Yang Shaoqing entered the room when he was smoking his second cigarette.

As soon as they entered the room, their gazes collided. Except for the grass whimpering occasionally and the smoke floating in the room, time seemed to freeze. Neither of them moved, and they were all looking at each other deeply.

Jiang Qixiao found that Yang Shaoqing had changed a lot.

In the past, Yang Shaoqing would never go out wearing this kind of black vest that showed off his figure. His muscles were ready to go, as if he was ready to fight with others in the next second. The lines on his face were compared to before. A little colder, a little tougher, flamboyant and arrogant.

The most important thing is his eyes, the former brightness has been replaced by gloom, a casual blink of an eye is full of oppression.

This is not Yang Shaoqing.

This is Yang Shaoqing.

It was Yang Shaoqing who changed because of his departure.

Jiang Qixiao's heart ached suddenly, remembering that he abandoned Yang Shaoqing and let him face everything alone, he hung his head in guilt, not daring to look directly into Yang Shaoqing's affectionate and cold eyes.

Yang Shaoqing didn't show any expression, he seemed to have guessed that he would sit here, after a while, he closed the door gently and walked over, stood in front of Jiang Qixiao, looked at the cigarette at Jiang Qixiao's fingertips, coldly Said: "You started smoking again."

Jiang Qixiao heard the long-lost familiar voice, resisted the urge to cry, raised his head and smiled wryly, a little helpless, swallowed his throat, "When I miss you, I have to do something else besides cry. Bar."

The emotion in Yang Shaoqing's tone now is completely different from that on the phone, it's as cold as if the words were not spoken by the same person at all.

Yang Shaoqing gently raised his hand to grab Jiang Qixiao's chin, forcing his eyes to look at her.

The nose was still the same nose, the eyes were the same eyes, and the mouth was the same mouth, but Yang Shaoqing felt that Jiang Qixiao had changed.

They both thought that the other had changed.

Yang Shaoqing frowned and looked carefully for a while, then his subordinates gradually increased their strength, and said in a deep voice, "You've lost weight."

Thin, pale, and haggard a lot.

Jiang Qixiao's jaw line tightened, looking at Yang Shaoqing's no longer youthful silhouette, looking at those black eyes that had matured by more than a little bit, looking at that strong and stressful body, the circles around his eyes were sore , "Well, I can't help it, I miss you so much, I can't even eat well."

Yang Shaoqing's eyes flickered, he gently held the back of Jiang Qixiao's head, and kissed his lips.

Jiang Qixiao closed his eyes, feeling this hard-won kiss with his heart.

Yang Shaoqing gently pried open his double flaps, the action was not rough, as if he was treating something fragile, full of inexhaustible warmth.

After tangling lips and tongues for a long time, Yang Shaoqing stepped back first, sucked Jiang Qixiao's lips, and said in a deep voice, "It's all the smell of smoke."

Jiang Qixiao chuckled, "I...I quit, can't I?"

Yang Shaoqing showed no expression, looked at Jiang Qixiao whose mouth was raised, stretched out his hand and pulled it down twice, "Don't laugh."

Yang Shaoqing was so forceful that it hurt Jiang Qixiao's face, but he didn't say any words of refusal, and let Yang Shaoqing play tricks, "Okay, I won't laugh."

Yang Shaoqing rubbed the corner of his mouth indifferently, his movements became more and more rough, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes suddenly, he grabbed Jiang Qixiao's neck fiercely, pressed him down on the sofa and gnawed on him.

Different from the tenderness that was full of warmth just now, this time Yang Shaoqing bit him fiercely, like a very hungry jackal, tiger and leopard, hanging on to his prey and refusing to let go.

"Hmm..." Jiang Qixiao snorted in pain, without any sense of resistance, he opened his mouth as Yang Shaoqing wanted.

pain.

Mouth must be bleeding.

Jiang Qixiao frowned slightly, did not speak, and his breathing was no longer steady.

Yang Shaoqing's hand reached under Jiang Qixiao's clothes, and familiarly found the two bright red nipples crushed, his lips slowly slid down Jiang Qixiao's neck, sat up and patted Jiang Qixiao's leg , unconsciously carried a strong sense of command in his tone, "Take off yourself."

Jiang Qixiao didn't speak, sat up slightly, took off his shirt, and under Yang Shaoqing's scrutinizing gaze, he took off his trousers and underwear, pursing his lips in shame.

He felt guilty in his heart. Yang Shaoqing had endured the pressure that his peers shouldn't have, and was forced to do so many things against his will. If this method could make Yang Shaoqing a little happier, he didn't mind accepting it.

As long as it is given by Yang Shaoqing, everything is fine.

Yang Shaoqing didn't give him too much time to feel it, so she opened one of his legs and got between his legs, leaned down to hold the two small and exquisite nipples, licked for a while, and then changed to biting.

"Hmm..." Jiang Qixiao's lower body slowly reacted to the sensation brought by his chest, and the sensitive nipples felt the pleasure of passing electricity, and he couldn't help but lift up his crotch and rub against his body. After a few strokes, he stretched out his hand and touched Yang Shaoqing's hard muscles, feeling a little apprehensive.

It's not certain what will happen tonight.

With Yang Shaoqing's hands, he gently pulled down his pants, revealing the ferocious thing that was clamoring to fuck someone. After moving it up and down for a while, the veins of his cock, which had not been vented for a long time, immediately burst out with blue veins, firm and full of hair.

Jiang Qixiao swallowed his saliva, glanced at Yang Shaoqing's expressionless and even cold face, got up and tried to suck him up, but was stopped.

Without saying a word, Yang Shaoqing parted Jiang Qixiao's legs, grabbed his waist, spit on the words, and poked them in with such moisture that he couldn't refuse.

"Ah..." Jiang Qixiao yelled in pain, the pussy that hadn't been entered for a long time was dry and aggrieved and contracted slightly, pushing away the huge object that was forcibly inserted, the lower body that was originally semi-rigid due to the nipples instantly withered, and his hands were at a loss Grabbing Yang Shaoqing's arm, he frowned and breathed heavily.

He didn't dare to call out the pain.

Yang Shaoqing was punishing him.

This is what he asked for, and he can only bear it himself.

Yang Shaoqing started to move in a snapping rhythm regardless of everything, and didn't care whether the person under him was hurting or not. He raised his neck and didn't look at it. He just mechanically pulled out, inserted, pulled out, and inserted again.

Jiang Qixiao didn't feel any pleasure. His unlubricated pussy was violently thrust and thrust so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat. He whimpered and uttered the syllables of "uh, huh, huh." He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

It hurts...will it bleed...

"Wow! Wow!" Xiaocao was bouncing beside the sofa, not understanding why her two masters were fighting, and one of them was about to cry.

"Get out!" Yang Shaoqing glared at Xiaocao fiercely, his movements had no effect at all, and growled, "Get out!"

"Aw!" Xiaocao shrugged and pulled her ears, and carefully glanced at her usually gentle master with her eyes, then slipped to the door of the cloakroom with her tail between her legs, and barked twice unwillingly, seeing that the two masters didn't ask it to go back. It meant that he had no choice but to go in and grab his own nest to vent his dissatisfaction.

The slapping sound of the sac belt slapping the buttocks continued, and the tearing feeling of being forced into a dry place made Jiang Qixiao very uncomfortable. His eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his fingers unconsciously placed on Yang Shaoqing's arm with some resistance pushing and shoving.

Yang Shaoqing flung it away, and continued to go deeper with a cold face.

"Don't... ah... ah... less Qing... Take it easy! Light... ah..." Jiang Qixiao finally couldn't take it anymore, and opened his mouth to howl in a low voice.

Yang Shaoqing turned a deaf ear.

"Shaoqing! Ah! Don't...it hurts! It really hurts!" Jiang Qixiao felt that Yang Shaoqing's opening and closing movements were so loud that he was about to push him off the sofa, and half of his head had already been pushed out. On the edge of the sofa, hair hangs limply in the air.

"It hurts?" Yang Shaoqing snorted coldly, eyes filled with tyrannical emotions, he pulled Jiang Qixiao's hair, forced him to bend over and get close to him, and said words from between his teeth, "Don't I hurt? Huh? You think you're the only one who hurts?"

Snapped!

A loud applause resounded in the room.

No.

This is not his Yang Shaoqing.

Jiang Qixiao squinted at the person in front of him in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that Yang Shaoqing had really done something to him.

In the past, except for spanking on the bed, Yang Shaoqing never used violence against him, but now, Yang Shaoqing looked at him with such strange and cold eyes, questioned him, and punished him.

Yang Shaoqing has changed, completely changed.

"You! Speak! Speak! Ah!" Gritting his teeth, Yang Shaoqing threw Jiang Qixiao's head away, raised his legs, and hit him more violently.

"No...no..." Jiang Qixiao's eyes began to accumulate tears. He didn't know if it was because of being fucked, or because he thought of something that touched his heart.

His legs were humiliated and put into an extremely embarrassing position, his back acupoints were violently fucked in and out, and his nipples were occasionally kneaded and pulled viciously. Jiang Qixiao felt that he was too uncomfortable, both physically and mentally.

The veins on Yang Shaoqing's forehead bulged, and the more he practiced, the more he couldn't control himself. The bloodiness he had practiced in the ring was now growing and spreading from the bottom of his heart, making him just want to see Jiang Qixiao's painful expression.

"Heh!" Yang Shaoqing clasped his waist, suddenly put him in his arms and stood up against the wall, ruthlessly coming in and out with a huge object.

"what--!"

"Don't! Ah...don't..."

The change of posture caused the sensitive area to be rubbed mercilessly. Jiang Qixiao didn't know when Yang Shaoqing had such a fearsome power, and he couldn't think too much. He had no choice but to groan intermittently with crying and pleading, unfolding his body and letting Yang Shaoqing torment him again and again.