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Chen Xing went straight, always thinking about what to do. He liked Lin Xiucheng, so he had to carve him on his body. Promising Lin Xiucheng to go to the United States was the biggest compromise he made. He said no.
Chen Xing decided to dry him well, run away from him, and ran, so he didn't dare to see him again.
When Lin Xiucheng fell asleep, Chen Xing was very bold and reached out his hand to touch his face, even his arm was broken into pieces by Lin Xiucheng.
Lin Xiucheng woke up as soon as the bridge of Lin Xiucheng's nose slipped over his rough chin that glowed blue.
He squinted to recognize the person opposite him for a while, and slowly spit out two words from his mouth: "Chen, Xing."
Chen Xing saw that Lin Xiucheng's face was wrong, he jumped up and wanted to run, Lin Xiucheng grabbed his neck and pressed him on his leg, spanked his butt, and gave out a crisp "pop" without any strength.
"You're sick!" Chen Xing scolded him, "If you don't kneel down and thank me for your sleep, forget it, and beat me."
Lin Xiucheng stopped his hand, pinched the tip of the thin red buttocks that had been beaten, and stared at him.
Chen Xingtui sat up. He cried so hard last night, his eyes were still red and swollen, his head was lowered, and he didn't look at Lin Xiucheng. Sitting, buttocks can not move, the whole person is very uncomfortable.
Lin Xiucheng gritted his teeth: "Where did your medicine come from?"
"What are you doing," Chen Xing whispered, "You can't do it, I have to find something to help you."
Lin Xiucheng almost couldn't bring it up in one breath: "Is that so?"
"How do I know who you are?" Chen Xing raised his face and raised his voice to stare at him, "If you don't take medicine, who knows if you can do it."
Lin Xiucheng's rational string was snapped by Chen Xing again. He pressed Chen Xing down, lifted his leg, and directly sent his morning hot desire into it.
Chen Xing slept, and the consequences of indulgence came out. Although the back was not cracked, it was still red and swollen. Lin Xiucheng broke in without saying hello, and his sore eyes were hot.
Lin Xiucheng got up and had a bad temper. He grabbed Chen Xing and worked hard. In the jerky corridor, the deepest semen was squeezed out by him, which played a lubricating effect. , start doing morning exercise.
Chen Xing could still struggle a few times at first, but in the end, he couldn't keep his mouth up. While crying at Lin Xiucheng's "Dad" and "Master Xiu", he tightened his flesh and wanted to call Lin Xiu. Please stop this endless torture.
After pressing Chen Xing to release it, Lin Xiucheng finally felt better, patted Chen Xing's butt, pulled out his genitals, looked down at Chen Xing, and carried him to the bathroom.
Chen Xing soaked in hot water for a while, and the bruising on his body became even more terrifying, as if he had suffered some inhuman abuse.
Lin Xiucheng took a shower and came out. Seeing Chen Xing lying in the bathtub limply, he took him out to dry, and then carried him back to the bed. I want to lie still in bed.
Lin Xiucheng stood and looked at him, took out a shackle with a thin iron chain from the bedside table, and chained Chen Xing's right foot.
Chen Xing looked at Lin Xiucheng and didn't react a bit.
"What are you doing?" he asked weakly.
"I'm going to Switzerland to sign a contract," Lin Xiucheng told him while putting on his clothes, "Someone will bring you food for you."
Chen Xing couldn't believe his ears.
"I'll be back tomorrow night, and we'll settle the account." Lin Xiucheng buttoned his cuffs and tie, leaned over and kissed Chen Xing gently before walking out the door.
The ankle chain that Lin Xiucheng hit on Chen Xing was very tight and could not be opened with ordinary iron wire. The chain was so long that it could move freely from the master bedroom to the bathroom, no matter how far it was.
Chen Xing made up for the night, got up and ate something, and slept until more than three in the morning before regaining some strength and starting to think about how to escape.
He dug out a few guns in Lin Xiucheng's closet, but there were no bullets in the magazines. After fumbling in the bathroom for a long time, he finally found a screwdriver.
He used a screwdriver to break the chain, and under the cover of the still dark sky, he hired a taxi and came to the airport.
Chen Xing went to Beijing this time, and he planned to find Jiang Zhengzhen.
When he landed and turned on the phone, there was no incoming call or text message. He indifferently put the phone in his pocket and walked forward with the flow of people with his backpack on his back.
After leaving the terminal, the cold wind made him stagger. Chen Xing was in a hurry to go out, his mind was dizzy and his body was unwell. He just found a windbreaker in the closet and ran out with a small half anklet on his feet. When he went through the security check in London, he was checked for a long time before he was released. The security guard looked at the dense hickey on his leg and asked him if he needed help.
At nine o'clock in the morning, before Jiang Zhengzhen got up, Chen Xing was dizzy and saw that the hotel opposite the airport wanted to go in and open a room to catch up on sleep.
After checking in, when it came time to swipe the card, Chen Xing handed it over, and the receptionist swiped it once and told him, "Sir, this card cannot be swiped."
Chen Xing was stunned, told her to brush it again, and tried again, but it still didn't work.
He took out a few other cards, and they all failed.
Chen Xing embarrassedly turned around in the bag, only to find a few dollars: "Is this okay?"
The corner of the receptionist's mouth twitched a few times and suggested to him: "Sir, turn right when you go out and walk for a while, there is a window for foreign exchange exchange."
Chen Xing called Jiang Zhengzhen again, but he still didn't answer. Even though his legs were weak, he had to walk in the direction that the receptionist said.
There were not many people at the foreign currency exchange counter. Chen Xing exchanged all the US dollars on his body into more than 1,000 yuan, and held a thin stack in his hand, which was not enough to stay in that hotel for one night.
Chen Xing exerted force on his hand and folded his credit card and threw it into the trash can. He couldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to live without Lin Xiucheng.