Lu Zihan smiled at him and gently left a kiss on his forehead. The fingers with red wine suddenly broke in, Cheng Chen curled his toes in fear, and the back of Lu Zihan's movements also tightened.

"God bless, I love you." Lu Zihan called An Tianyou's name, and suddenly rushed in unexpectedly, even if he was mentally prepared, Cheng Chen still didn't expect that it would be so painful to make love. It was so painful that it was in the bone marrow, and the moment Lu Zihan came in, Cheng Chen screamed in pain.

Lu Zihan's actions were a little rude, like venting, which made Cheng Chen miserable. He had never experienced this, his body was screaming in pain, every inch of his body was hurting, but nothing hurt more than his heart, and his heart hurt extra much tonight, as if his heart was dead.

From beginning to end, Lu Zihan called the man's name, as if in his subconscious, the person under him was An Tianyou, An Tianyou, who he had always remembered, An Tianyou, who he had always loved, he only loved An Tianyou.

Every rhythm made Cheng Chen feel as if he was a prisoner in a cage, and his body was delayed. Lu Zihan's strength is very great, and he hasn't vented for a long time, this time the sex and love can be imagined how tragic it is.

Cheng Chen's body screamed in pain, because of Lu Zihan's movements, the back of his head was hit the bed board again and again, and a sharp pain slowly spread from his head. The lower body is even more miserable, and the back is dripping with fluid from time to time, and you don't have to think about it to know that it is bleeding due to tears.

Lu Zihan's skin was extraordinarily bright red, in stark contrast to his pale body. This night, Lu Zihan didn't know how many times he asked for it, Cheng Chen was stunned several times by his rough movements, and every time he woke up, he was attacked with his legs wide open.

Pain to fainting, and pain to wake up from syncope, so back and forth, Cheng Chen has lost his strength, his body is almost numb, except for the heart that will hurt, it seems that 、、、、 really doesn't feel anything.

In the early morning of the next day, this venting-like sexual affair finally ended, and while Lu Zihan was asleep, Cheng Chen, who hadn't slept all night, wasted a lot of strength and finally untied the rope tied to his body. The wrists and ankles were purple from the rope, and the hands were not even sore, and there was no feeling at the moment when they were untied.

Cheng Chen carefully found his clothes from the mess in a place, and then put them on with difficulty. He didn't dare to look at his body, and the mess of his body made him feel extremely humiliated. I was treated by my boss as someone else's wanton assault, and they were doing that thing all night.

Cheng Chen was deeply shocked, and he didn't know if it was because he was violated or because he was treated as someone else. He likes Lu Zihan, but now he doesn't like it, he doesn't dare.

Love is fragile, as long as people are in love, they will be hurt, and the most serious injury is the one who loves the deepest.

My body hurts to death, I feel very difficult to walk every step I take, my eyes are black when I go down the stairs, and I almost roll next time several times. Cheng Chen was injured like this, he couldn't drive by himself at all, and he was worried that others would see something wrong, so he could only call a taxi. Fortunately, it was early in the morning, and it was not yet dawn, otherwise he would really not be able to survive if the driver saw his strange appearance.

He was smart and well-behaved since he was a child, and his academic performance was very good when he was in school, and he was loved by teachers and students. After the college entrance examination, he was admitted to Oxford University and began a lonely study journey.

When I met Lu Zihan, it was a summer, and he was twenty-two years old that year.

The family is not very wealthy, and although the school is free of tuition, the daily expenses are still high and scary. As a last resort, he could only choose work-study, and some restaurants and coffee shops looked down on Chinese, so he could only choose to work in a bar.

There are all kinds of goods in a place like a bar, no one looks down on anyone, the work is very leisurely, and the salary is very considerable, who wouldn't want to go?

Cheng Chen has been a bar waiter for a week, and one night, an old British man with a beer belly and a top hat got drunk, suddenly rushed to him, pulled his clothes, and his mouth was full of obscene words.

"This boy looks good, how about spending a night with me?" The old man asked in English, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a long gap, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of alcohol.

The old man is very fat and weighty, and the thin Cheng Chen is not his opponent at all, not to mention that there is a group of men around the old man who are not bad intentions to him.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm just a bartender." Cheng Chen struggled, looking around where the bar manager was, wanting him to relieve himself. I never thought that these people were regular customers of the bar, and the manager turned a blind eye to the generous shots.

Damn, Cheng Chen, who has always been well-behaved, couldn't help but swear, this is really messy and inhumane, he just wants to make some money, and as a result, he will be at risk of being eaten tofu. He's a man, how can a man be interested in a man? Cheng Chen was puzzled.

He's just a little more beautiful, but he doesn't look like a woman at all, do they have that kind of fetish? Cheng Chen was frightened by his thoughts.

"What happened to the bartender? Accompany Lao Tzu for one night, I will give you as much as you want. The old man's accomplice, a fat man, said angrily, with a lewd expression on his face. Cheng Chen was just about to refuse, but I don't know who suddenly pinched his waist, Cheng Chen shook in fear, and goosebumps all over his body.

The people around them surrounded them one by one, rubbing their palms with an expression of impatience. Cheng Chen was dissatisfied and a little scared, grass, what's going on? They all like men?

His back was already leaning on the bar, and there was no way out, Cheng Chen was thinking about how to escape, his mind went blank, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of the man sitting in the corner. He drank calmly, as if nothing had anything to do with him. The light swept to his face, and Cheng Chen realized that he seemed to be Chinese, and they were all compatriots, so they should be able to ask him for help, right?

"Help." Cheng Chen shouted loudly, his eyes looked in that direction, and the man was still drinking in his original posture. There were already seven or eight empty bottles on the table, and the man was drunk too? Cheng Chen was very speechless, and he was a drunkard, so he better save himself.

SOS。

A large thick hand suddenly caressed his body through the fabric, the tip of his chest that had never been touched before, and he felt extremely sick at this time. "It's really good-looking." The old man licked his tongue, looked angry, and suddenly picked up Cheng Chen. Cheng Chen was startled, and there was only one thought in his mind、、、 it was over.