"That's your decision?"

Mr. Xu was still sitting in the retro chair, his eyelids slightly raised, looking at him with interest.

Tan Heming tightened his fists and nodded.

Mr. Xu got up from his chair and walked to the window, as if looking through the glass at something outside the window.

The study suddenly fell into a treacherous tranquility, Tan Heming seemed to be able to hear his "dong dong" heartbeat, very strange, he was rarely so nervous, all the time, Tan Heming's mood was relatively light, quite a bit of desirelessness.

But when facing Mr. Xu, he can always feel a tremor from the depths of his soul.

"You're a little more interesting than I expected."

Mr. Xu turned around and looked at Tan Heming not far away, with a slight inaudible arc at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, I'll wait and see." ”

Coming out of Mr. Xu's study, Tan Heming's straight waist collapsed in an instant, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, his back was already wet with sweat, and the coolness in autumn made him shiver a little.

Tan Heming went back to the room that Mr. Xu asked him to arrange, he walked into the bathroom, and took a bath by the way, he had no choice but to choose this, he didn't have time to spend with Mr. Xu, he had to contact Chen Haosheng and them.

If he chooses to follow Mr. Xu all the time, he will not be able to investigate anything according to the current situation like a prisoner, and he is afraid that once the time is extended, nothing will be found in the end.

And his body has not been found, he has to find his body, although the death is like a lamp extinguished, but it is his body, and there may be clues on his body.

The time quickly came to the day that Mr. Xu said, the show was held in a private villa, Tan Heming had never been to such a place, and when he was taken by Mr. Xu along the way, Tan Heming's heartbeat was chaotic.

Mr. Xu sat next to him, wearing a well-tailored suit, his hair meticulously groomed, and he sat next to him steadily, imposing.

He was holding a tablet in his hand, as if he was dealing with work matters, and Tan Heming sat next to him, his back straight, as if he had measured it with a ruler.

Soon, the car drove to the villa, Tan Heming's heart tightened with the brakes, and when he was about to get out of the car, Mr. Xu slowly took out a leather collar from a bag, Tan Heming's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his throat was a little tight.

"Come here."

His voice was still cold, hitting Tan Heming's heart like an ice blade.

Tan Heming was a little resistant, but Mr. Xu just looked at him lightly and didn't speak.

"I'm not a dog."

Mr. Xu's fingers rubbed the leather collar in his hand, and he spoke again, "Come here." ”

This time, his tone obviously didn't get heavier, but Tan Heming was full of excitement.

His body leaned forward and brought his neck in front of Mr. Xu, and when the slightly cool touch touched his skin, a layer of goosebumps instantly appeared on Tan Heming's neck.

He subconsciously wanted to retract his neck, and Mr. Xu said a second before he tried to retract his neck: "Don't move." ”

Two words, he really didn't dare to move, as if he had been pointed.

Mr. Xu put on the collar for him, and rubbed his fingers for a moment with satisfaction, "It's just right, it's beautiful, and it suits you very well." ”

Tan Heming's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes looked at Mr. Xu coldly, he had an illusion of suffocation, in fact, what Mr. Xu said was not wrong, the size was just right, not loose or tight, but for him there was no difference, at this moment, he felt that he was forced to become a low-level creature walking with both hands and feet from a higher creature walking upright.

Mr. Xu looked at Tan Heming's eyes when he looked at him, "It's just an appetizer." ”

His voice was slow and soft, but it made Tan Heming's scalp numb, and his muscles and bones were tense, yes, what Mr. Xu said was right, this is just an appetizer, and the main meal is still behind, so he can't stand it, what can I do later.

Mr. Xu put on a mask that could cover half of his face and took him out of the car, where the entrance was guarded and the invitation had to be presented.

After entering, Mr. Xu and Tan Heming were taken to several rows of boxes, Tan Heming didn't know why, Mr. Xu withdrew the person who brought the two of them in, and stood aside without any ups and downs, "Take it off." ”

Tan Heming was shocked, his skin and flesh were tense, and he frowned and looked at Mr. Xu for an explanation.

Mr. Xu stood aside slowly, well-dressed, "There is no need for pets to wear clothes. ”

Tan Heming was still standing there, and at this time, a bloated man walked over not far away, he was wearing a mask like Mr. Xu, and he was followed by a slender and beautiful boy.

After the man saw Mr. Xu, he immediately stepped forward to greet Mr. Xu respectfully, Mr. Xu glanced at the other party lightly and did not mean to respond, Tan Heming noticed that the bloated man was wearing a silver badge on his chest, and Mr. Xu was golden.

Does this mean that they are of different grades?

The man looked at Tan Heming, and his eyes showed a look of looking at the good goods, which made Tan Heming very uncomfortable.

Immediately, Tan Heming saw the man walking to a cabinet with the beautiful boy, and the boy began to take off his clothes as if no one was around, and finally he really didn't wear anything.

After the boy undressed, he knelt on the ground very obediently, and then knelt forward without any obstacles at all.

Tan Heming was dumbfounded, and he noticed that there was a mark on the inside of the boy's thigh, as if it had been branded.

"We're running out of time."

Mr. Xu's voice suddenly sounded, making Tan Heming come back to his senses instantly.

"Can I not take it off?"

A smile slipped across the corners of Mr. Xu's mouth, almost inaudible, and just when Tan Heming thought he would refuse, Mr. Xu actually agreed.

"Yes, it's good to peel off one by one on stage when the time comes."

Tan Heming fully realized Mr. Xu's bad taste.

His heart tightened behind Mr. Xu, he had already begun to regret making this decision, everything here was even more difficult to accept than he imagined.

Along the way, Tan Heming saw many people really lying on the ground like dogs, naked, but there was no panic and shame in their eyes, they seemed to enjoy it, and Tan Heming was incomprehensible.

He saw all kinds of men and women, staggered, talking about their "slaves" to each other, talking about cranes and faintly hearing some dirty conversations.

"My slave has been getting tired of it lately and wants to sell it cheaply."

"Me too, I want to take in some new high-quality slaves."

Mr. Xu didn't have any reaction, he walked through the crowd casually, and everywhere he went, people bowed and saluted, Tan Heming noticed that the badges on those people's chests were silver, bronze, and there was no gold, maybe the gold was only Mr. Xu, so this situation occurred.

Tan Heming thought that Mr. Xu was just a serious businessman, but now it seems that Mr. Xu's social circle is much more complicated than he imagined.

Will such a person really like himself for many years as rumored? And his attitude towards Ye Ling is capricious, it is difficult to tell what kind of thoughts Xu Yanzhen has about him and Ye Ling.

Mr. Xu took him backstage and handed him over to a man whose waist was twisted into a water snake.

"Oh! Xu, you really brought me a superb! ”

"Little Beauty, what's your name? Just call me Paul, I'm sure tonight's show will be a hit! I can almost imagine how those people would fantasize about tearing your clothes and tying you up and training you well. ”

Tan Heming's face didn't have any expression, but his heart was overturned.

"I'll leave him to you, I'll go."

"Don't worry, I'll give you an eye-opener in a moment."

After Mr. Xu finished speaking, he really left, Tan Heming's heart was cold, he knew that this was his own choice, but at the end, he really wanted to escape.

Paul pulled him to sit down and asked if he had ever been a slave before, and Tan Heming looked at him a little blankly.

"Oh my God, you're not an outsider."

Tan Heming thought for a moment and nodded, Paul listened to it and comforted him, "It doesn't matter, I'm very professional and won't let you get hurt, maybe you will fall in love with this feeling in the future, it's more addictive than taking drugs." ”

Tan Heming couldn't understand the feeling of wanting to die in Paul's mouth, he only felt like an ant on a hot pot, helpless.

Paul suddenly reached out and touched his face, and the crane raised his head suddenly, his eyes were sharp and vigilant, and Paul's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's this kind of look, it's so beautiful! I'm going to conquer it! ”

Paul stretched out his red tongue and licked his lips, talking about the incomprehensible Heming, he wiped his face with the back of his hand, Paul smiled: "Then you can't stand it, there will be more excitement in a while." ”

Tan Heming had no intention of thinking about what was more exciting in Paul's mouth, Paul tried to chat with Tan Heming while preparing, "For so many years, although I have sent invitations to Xu every year, Xu still agreed to come over for the first time, and gave me such a big gift. ”

"You look like this, no wonder he takes you with him."

Tan Heming raised his head when he heard this, what does Paul mean? Simply praise him for his good looks, or who does this face look like?

"My husband took me with him, but it was just to comfort me, otherwise he wouldn't have given me away."

Tan Heming said meaningfully, Paul sighed, "There is no one else around him for so many years, don't be too sad, even if you are not him, but you are the only person Xu has by his side." ”

Tan Heming's heart was shocked, sure enough! Ye Ling is really a stand-in, a stand-in for him to talk about Heming, so Mr. Xu really likes him?

Then why didn't he go to his farewell ceremony? Did he know that there was no body of him in there at all? Or is he the one who started it?

Because of love and hate, he can't ask for it, and he hurts the killer.

Tan Heming lowered his head and his pupils constricted, could it be like this? The speculation sent chills down his body, and his blood seemed to be drained.