The stand-in is awakened v. 4

Lu Muchi ignored her, crossed her head, and looked directly at the young man standing at the balcony.

The dim light fell on Yan Heqing's delicate eyebrows, looking like this, it looked more like Lin Fengzhi.

Somewhere, there was an instant reaction.

Lu Muchi didn't intend to wronged his desires, he didn't need to restrain himself from a plaything.

Only a treasure like Lin Fengzhi is worthy of his careful care.

Lu Muchi almost looked at Yan Heqing with his eyes, he took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of banknotes, and waved his hand, the pink banknotes in the sky were like snowflakes flying.

The hoarse voice burned with a thick fire.

"Yan Heqing, follow me immediately."

Chapter 3 003

After class the day before yesterday, Yan Heqing saw Lu Muchi for the first time.

On the way back to the dormitory, a Mercedes-Benz drove into the campus and stopped him.

Lowering the window, the driver's seat was a man in his early 20s.

He looked Yan Heqing up and down, as if he was judging a commodity for sale.

There was one more co-pilot.

Yan Heqing had seen that they were junior students and the head of the Propaganda Department, and they had gone to their dormitory to publicize.

"Ah Chi." The man flattered, "Isn't it a special look?" ā€

The man said "um" absentmindedly, and his eyes were still wandering over Yan Heqing.

After a while, he pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said slowly: "3 million a year, how about going to bed with me?" ā€

Yan Heqing's face turned pale, although his skin was cold and white, but when he heard this extremely insulting sentence, there was a little more despair of being humiliated in the cold.

He was disgusted.

knew that this was a rich man he couldn't afford to offend, and he could drive into the campus and make others flattering.

He can't afford to offend.

"You're looking for the wrong person."

Yan Heqing turned and walked away.

There was a sneer behind him, and the sound of a lighter firing.

"We'll see you again."

Lu Muchi said.

Now, it's the second time.

Gradually, it overlapped with the description of the inside.

Those scenes of dehumanization and undignified are extremely real at this moment.

That's what was about to happen to him, a living abuse.

Yan Heqing's eyes, skin, and every inch of his body began to ache and itch with empathy.

But he knew that there was no empathy in this world at all, and his pain at this time was only one ten-thousandth of what he was about to suffer.

Monstrous pain and hatred swept Yan Heqing, and he knew that there was only one way to his future, his life.

And that's—

He crushed them mercilessly before they hurt him.

Before they inflict harm on him, he will pay back a hundredfold!

Yan Heqing clenched his fingers and released them again, his slender fingers were cold and white.

Light brown eyes, calmly met the revealing gaze, "I'm not going." ā€

Zhao Huilin had long been attracted by money, she squatted down and happily picked up the banknotes, her mouth grinning to the corners of her eyes, "Oh Qingqing, Young Master Lu is here to pick you up, you-ah!" ā€

Zhao Huilin screamed, and the leather shoes stepped on the back of her hand.

Lu Muchi's face remained unchanged and walked in, and when he walked in front of Yan Heqing, he unbuttoned a shirt, grabbed Yan Heqing's collar, pushed it to the balcony window and pressed it, and his mouth was a careless arc, "If you like to do it here, it's okay." ā€

Yan Shengbing and Yan Feng, who had just come out of the room, were completely unaware of the situation, Yan Shengbing saw that there was money all over the ground, and he had never seen Lu Muchi, thinking that it was a thief, he took off his slippers and rushed to Lu Muchi, "Fuck, Lao Tzu-"

As soon as he moved, a well-trained bodyguard came in from outside the door, and he fell cleanly on his back and shoulder, and the bodyguard squatted down, holding Yan Shengbing with one hand and pressing on Yan Shengbing's back.

Yan Shengbing was lying on the ground, his face was tightly pressed against the ground, and his hands couldn't move, he had never seen this kind of posture, and he screamed in pain, "Let go of me!" You turtle calf, let go...... Alas! ā€

Yan Feng was stupid, standing still and not daring to move.

Zhao Huilin forgot about the pain, and hurriedly ran to beg Lu Muchi, "Young Master Lu, don't ......"

Syllable!

Lu Muchi slapped his backhand, the left side of Zhao Huilin's face quickly swollen, tears rushed out, and he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

What is this?

Lu Muchi's gaze swept over the bodyguard, and there was a little annoyance on his face, "Looking for death!" Follow me! ā€

The bodyguard dodged his eyes, "It's the old man......"

Lu Muchi's words were held back, he stared at Yan Heqing again, and squeezed out a few words viciously from his throat, "Have you thought about it, go, or here?" ā€

Yan Heqing's face was expressionless, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and it showed that 110 was on call.

When Lu Muchi landed, he held the mobile phone to his ear and said softly: "Did you hear clearly?" The address is ......"

When Lu Muchi saw Yan Heqing's actions, his black eyes first flashed incredible, and then he let go of Yan Heqing, stepped back and laughed, he really thought it was funny, and there were even tears in the corners of his eyes.

He seemed to have come across a novelty.

Lu Muchi leaned against the balcony door slowly, his long legs overlapped idly, took out a cigarette case from the pocket of his windbreaker, took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth.

"Okay."

He took a puff. Slowly exhaled the smoke ring, "I'll wait with you." ā€

"What about them?" He chuckled, "Wait with me too?" ā€

This sentence is talking to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard knew that this Hades was angry, and quickly bowed his head and warned, "Go back to the room." ā€

Loosened Yan Shengbing.

Yan Shengbing dared to be verbose, and called Zhao Huilin, "Why don't you come and help me back to the room!" ā€

The volume is much lower.

Zhao Huilin couldn't wait to leave quickly, and the money she picked up was stuffed into her pajama pants pocket, and she ran over in a few steps.

Yan Shengbing was as fat as Yan Feng, Zhao Huilin couldn't help him, so he had to call Yan Feng, "Fengfeng is here to help." ā€

Yan Feng didn't move for a long time, Zhao Huilin looked over anxiously, and saw that Yan Feng's trousers had an obvious water stain.

Yan Feng is 12 years old, and he still can't hold his urine.

Zhao Huilin was helpless and distressed, so he dragged Yan Shengbing and dragged him, pulled Yan Feng with the other hand, and went back to the bedroom together.

The bodyguards also left quietly.

The only sound in the room was the lighter switching.

The door was open, the cold wind kept pouring in, Yan Heqing stood still, his sick body seemed to be blown down at any time.

Lu Muchi didn't say anything, after such a toss, he lost interest and had another interest.

He played with the lighter and looked at Yan Heqing through the smoke.

In fact, if you look closely, Yan Heqing and Lin Fengzhi are not very similar.

Lin Fengzhi is white and soft, so stupid that people don't worry about him going out, he just wants to hide at home, he is spoiled alone, he loves to cry, he can't stop when he turns on the faucet, but a candy can coax it, and he has a small dimple when he laughs.

Yan Heqing's facial features are flamboyant, but his eyebrows and eyes are cold, I haven't seen him smile, I don't know if he has a dimple.

Lu Muchi put away the lighter and said with interest, "You laugh, how about I let you go tonight?" ā€

Yan Heqing just didn't hear it.

After a while, the police came, one old and one young.

After entering the house, the young policeman's eyes wandered between the two, "Who called the police?" ā€

"Me." Yan Heqing walked to the door.

As soon as he walked by, Lu Muchi grabbed his arm, "I don't like my things, it's too close to other men." ā€

He spat out the butt of his cigarette, "They can hear it here." ā€

Yan Heqing knew that with his strength, he was not Lu Muchi's opponent, he didn't waste his strength struggling, and nodded at the young policeman, "It's him, breaking into a house at night." ā€

The young cop was a little unsure and looked back at the older cop.

The elderly policeman observed Lu Muchi when he entered the house, and he always felt that he was familiar. He wasn't sure what to say, "What's your name?" ā€

The old god Lu Muchi is here, "Lu Muchi." ā€

There was a subtle change in the face of the older policeman.

No wonder it was familiar, it turned out to be the Lu family......

The older policeman made a record of Yan Heqing, and asked Yan Shengbing and Zhao Huilin, of course the two would not stand Yan Heqing, and said with a smile that Lu Muchi was a friend's child, and he came to play at home, Yan Heqing was making trouble.

The couple said this, and the police couldn't help it, so they mediated and left.

The voice disappeared, the cold wind continued to pour into the house, and despair finally appeared on Yan Heqing's face.

Lu Muchi smiled, this expression was so exciting, he wasted time and played this little game with Yan Heqing, just to see such an expression.

In front of Yan Heqing, crushing and destroying his hope is more interesting than pure flesh and desire.