Chapter 3

Brother Xiong walked very reluctantly, but he raped Rong Baiwen and swayed in front of Rong Baiwen all the time, which would inevitably intensify his attitude. At that time, the relationship between the two was not only bad, but incompatible, and both sides suffered.

He was thinking about how to solve the embarrassing relationship between him and Rong Baiwen. He had done something wrong from the beginning, but if he did not take this wrong step, how could Rong Baiwen notice him? And he took this step without hesitation.

He can't climb the clouds and walk with Rong Baiwen, so he can only drag Rong Baiwen into the mud and sink with him. He is not a loyal supporter of "If I can't get your heart, I can only get your body". He has a strong desire to control his feelings. Even if he can't get his heart, Rong Baiwen is not allowed to put his heart on others.

He was never afraid of Rong Baiwen hating him, but when he truly felt Rong Baiwen's negative feelings towards him, his heart became not as strong as he thought.

Looking back at the window in the sunlight again, Brother Xiong showed distress, then turned his face and strode away, leaving only a distant back.

Rong Baiwen didn't know how long he squatted until his legs felt numb, he picked up the phone on the ground and stood up on the bed, his expression returned to the original calm, just like in the past, he got up every day, brushing his teeth, washing his face, and have a meal alone.

But this morning was different from the usual one. Someone made breakfast for him by himself.

Rong Baiwen laughed at himself that he lacked love, but it was just a breakfast, which made him feel so deeply that he almost forgot the man's insult to him.

How could he forget that bastard raped him?

As soon as he remembered what he had suffered, being entered by the bastard like a woman, not only the pleasure of anal insertion, but also to court the bastard, Rong Baiwen felt quite ashamed, and the residual feeling in the back reminded him of what he did yesterday.

Rong Baiwen almost cracked the screen of the phone and gritted his teeth to see if there was a handle on the phone.

No.

No.

Still none!

Rong Baiwen anxiously opened the folders one by one, but there was not a single unbearable photo about him, nor a single indecent video from the beginning to the end.

"Damn! I've been tricked!"

Rong Baiwen gritted his teeth in anger, and disbelief he flipped through the folder again, but there was still nothing.

He must have taken the wrong medicine just now to be moved because of breakfast. How could this bastard hand over his handle so easily and hold it in his hand to obtain greater benefits from him?

How dare you fight against me, let's see who can beat who!

Rong Baiwen didn't smile and looked gloomily at himself with a beautiful sleeping face on the screen as if that was not himself.

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On the construction site, there are not only Da Wei who eats the job of the construction site, but also the workers who follow the engineering team to various construction sites, as well as migrant workers who come to the city to work during the slack of the farming season, and part-time workers from the day.

When a man in a suit but wearing a hard hat appeared on the construction site, Da Wei, who walked to the mixer, put down the car, laughed mysteriously, and whispered to Brother Xiong: "The general manager is here. Brother Xiong, do you think he came to check the steel bar in person?"

Brother Xiong tore open the snakeskin bag containing the cement, and said without raising his head, "There's a lot of work, go to work."

Da Wei wiped off his sweat and pushed a truckload of cement to leave.

Brother Xiong glanced at Rong Baiwen from a distance. He didn't know much about suits, but he could only see that the suit was very suitable for Rong Baiwen, with a narrow waistline and a very upturned hip line. When Rong Baiwen walked, his waist and buttocks attracted his attention.

Rong Baiwen took the document and chatted with the person in charge at will, without disturbance a few days in advance, the person in charge was a little uneasy, and naturally, what Rong Baiwen said, he should deal with it.

Rong Baiwen closed the document slowly, glanced at Brother Xiong unintentionally, and pretended to say casually, "There's a new employee here again, with a fierce face, has anyone introduced him?"

The person in charge followed his gaze, and what he saw was Brother Xiong, but he didn't see how fierce Brother Xiong, who had an honest look and just kept his head down, was doing his work.

"Hehe, he was introduced by someone else, and he is very capable. Mixers, tower cranes, loaders, electric hammers, drills, etc., he can do it all."

"Oh." Rong Baiwen's eyes flashed, "What's your name?"

"Xiong Zhipeng."

There are birds and beasts in the name, and indeed beasts! Rong Baiwen snorted coldly in his heart and looked at Xiong Zhipeng from head to toe. Although he was wearing protective clothing and a mask, he was covered in cement, and his whole body became gray.

Rong Baiwen wanted to frown when he saw how dirty he was all over his body. When he thought that he was raped by such a person, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to take a shower.

Aware of Rong Baiwen's disgusting look in his eyes, Brother Xiong slightly brushed off the cement from his body, lifted his mask, and grinned at him, revealing eight big shining white teeth.

Rong Baiwen clenched his fist secretly, his proud calm expression almost distorted, if he could, he would find a bunch of men to blast his chrysanthemum right now.

Calm! Calm down! Now is work time, not the time for him to settle his grievances.

Rong Baiwen took a deep breath, controlled his face, turned his head, and said to the person in charge, "Call me directly if anything happens at the construction site."

The person in charge nodded again and again, not understanding why Xiong Zhipeng, who usually works honestly, suddenly showed a big smile to the general manager. Fortunately, the general manager was not angry, which made him relieved.

As soon as Rong Baiwen left the construction site, he made a phone call, then got into the car, sneered gloomily in a certain direction of the construction site through the car window, stepped on the accelerator, and drive away.

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There are not enough tables and stools, or they are too lazy to squeeze a table with others. The workers who squeezed a bench squatted in a random place and gulps down the food.

The same goes for Xiong Zhipeng, but the place where he squatted was directly facing the gate of the construction site. For the past four days, he had been keenly aware of a few secret gazes staring at him. On the way to the dormitory after getting off work, these gazes became more and more obvious, with the little tail always behind him.

Because many co-workers are living in one dormitory, everyone often greets each other after work and goes back to the dormitory together. On the way, they brag. Those little tails didn't dare to follow too closely, but Xiong Zhipeng felt that their goal was himself.

He has only offended Rong Baiwen recently. He has long guessed that Rong Baiwen will retaliate against him, but is it easier to just find a group of people to beat him?

Xiong Zhipeng took a mouthful of green vegetables and considered whether he should automatically send himself to the door for the group to beat him, to dispel Rong Baiwen's hatred in his heart, and then he turned around to find a reason to meet Rong Baiwen?

Xiong Zhipeng picked up a piece of braised pork, how could he soften Rong Baiwen's attitude after meeting? If Rong Baiwen refuses to fall in love with him, can he fuck people directly on the spot?

After digging down the last bite of rice, Xiong Zhipeng secretly glanced at the gate of the construction site. After getting off work, he would take the initiative to deliver himself to the door and be beaten. There must be a reason to meet first.

After getting off work, Xiong Zhipeng greeted Da Wei and told him to go back to the dormitory later, and then ran to the tap to simply clean himself up.

To return to the dormitory, they have to pass through a large number of old houses. The mottled red brick walls can be seen everywhere against the dim alleys. Even if the trees planted in the yard of some people occasionally stick out of the courtyard wall, it will not add much vitality.

Xiong Zhipeng suddenly stopped, a sharp dagger pressed against his lower back at this moment, he put on a shocked expression and looked at a group of people who suddenly appeared. Leather jacket and trousers, the bald man leaned against the wall, with three golden rings on his right hand. The rings looked like ornaments, but Xiong Zhipeng knew that this was a murder weapon. The protruding ring can make people cry in pain.

The younger brother who was closest to the bald man glanced at Xiong Zhipeng's sturdy figure, and asked without a trace of interest: "Boss, can't you just have a meal? I can't be hard on a man's chrysanthemum, let alone stab it, especially one with this kind of appearance."

A group of people has feelings for each other, and they are asked to carry knives and sticks to fight each other. It is even better to collect protection fees for each family every day. A phone call from above asks them to teach a person a lesson. Just another phone call and a beating, and then gang-raping people, as long as they don't kill them, they can play whatever they want.

The simple instruction above made their little ones wilt, and the boss's bright head suddenly dimmed, covered in a layer of cold sweat, and still kept answering the phone.

A group of rough guys with the big five and three is stripped naked, exposing their dicks in a circle to engage in a rough man with the same five and three rough. No matter how you look at this picture, this group of straight men can't be hardened!

Not to mention gang rape, the biggest problem at this moment is: that it can't be hard

This is the biggest problem that the bald man has encountered since he stepped into the arena and turned from a low-level gangster to a small leader.

Spitting out the cigarette butt, the bald man crushed the cigarette butt and said viciously, "Beat it up first, and then go to the GAY bar to find out if there is a gay guy who is good at this."

Xiong Zhipeng touched his nose. Rong Baiwen did what he said and found someone to gang rape him, but he, the person who came to the door on his initiative, didn't seem to fit the taste of this group of people. He had seen enough muscular men in the army, so he couldn't help itching.

Xiong Zhipeng habitually straightened his helmet, and his simple and honest face showed a smile that did not match this face: "It's better to be happy, I'm in a hurry, let's go together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly, pinched the wrist of the gangster behind him like electricity with one hand, and swept towards the bottom plate of the gangster with one foot. The dagger fell into Xiong Zhipeng's hands.

However, Xiong Zhipeng was stunned for a moment, and Xiong Zhipeng had already dealt with one person. The bald man knew that he had encountered a tough stubble, so he spits at the moment, waved his hand, and everyone swarmed up.

In the past four days, Rong Baiwen came and walked quietly. He watched Xiong Zhipeng go to work and go to work as usual. Every time he couldn't contain his excitement, he imagined that Xiong Zhipeng was gang-raped by a group of men, and maliciously blessed him to be his turn to prolapse. With a sad expression on his face, he stepped on Xiong Zhipeng's head.

Step hard!

"Ha ha..."

Rong Baiwen squinted his eyes with a smile, his eyes were like the sky that suddenly cleared up, swept away the haze, and released a strange brilliance.

He licked his slightly dry lips. There was a text message just now telling him that the fool didn't take the bus and walked back to the dormitory by himself. Now he was gang-raped by eight strong men in a certain alley.

He wants to see the picture of the bastard being abused, he wants to see the miserable appearance of the bastard, the bronzed body, and the muscular muscles stained with sweat and dirty body fluids...

Rong Baiwen gasped and frowned in displeasure. The genitalia between his legs was still not controlled by the master's will, and he proudly raised his crotch.

Rong Baiwen didn't pay too much attention to his unusual reaction. He just wanted to see Xiong Zhipeng being raped by others. As long as he thought of that scene, he couldn't help himself excited.

Rong Baiwen looked at the front mirror of the car, tidied up his hairstyle and clothes, and saw that he was neat, with no faults in his body, so he drove with a smile.

The car slowly stopped on the road beside the old residential house. Rong Baiwen stepped out of the car at a steady pace and walked into the opposite residential area step by step.

The old alley, which was a little bit of sunshine, had a faint smell of blood. The concrete floor was stained with a few drops of blood, and it was covered with messy footprints. Sure enough, there was blood on the fingertips.

The man frowned, the dagger in his hand stroked the bald man's face a few times, and said boringly, "It's boring, get out."

After he finished speaking, he put his feet away and straightened his helmet again habitually. Xiong Zhipeng played with the dagger, his fingertips passing the tip of the knife as if to observe whether the dagger was sharp.

Rong Baiwen's smile froze when he entered the alley. A few gangsters who looked like ghosts ran past him. The little gangsters' faces were not injured in the slightest, but everyone's clothes were covered with dust and covered with dust. He fled the alley in a panicked buttock, with a horrified and miserable expression of being raped.

Rong Baiwen, who was wearing a neat white shirt, straight trousers, and a big back, became the only clean and eye-catching existence.

Rong Baiwen suddenly felt that his situation was very dangerous. Although Xiong Zhipeng didn't turn around and played with the dagger carelessly, the momentum of his whole body radiated from the inside out, like a wild beast coming out of the cage, and his broad back seemed very dangerous.

Taking advantage of the last bald man not running away, Rong Baiwen quietly stepped back, quietly when he came, and prepared to be quiet when he went, but he felt that the danger was all concentrated on him, and his whole heart was filled with fear. Bang bang, the loud heartbeat made him swallow a mouthful of saliva, held his breath, and stepped back, exiting the dangerous range.

Suddenly, Xiong Zhipeng turned his face, his masculine and handsome face was not as simple and honest as before, his dark and thick sword eyebrows were raised, his fierce eyes looked straight into Rong Baiwen's eyes, and Rong Baiwen was immediately fixed.

Rong Baiwen almost instinctively wanted to turn around and run, but his body couldn't move. He stared at Xiong Zhipeng with a cold face, watching Xiong Zhipeng striding towards him, the scratch on his face shining brightly into his sight.

The dagger lifted Rong Baiwen's chin, Xiong Zhipeng stared at his full forehead exposed by combing his big back and then saw his straight lips, and his slender neck with his head held high.

The expression of trying to escape but pretending to be calm is pitiful and loving!

"What do you want to do?" Rong Baiwen asked calmly.

"It should be I asked you what you are doing, Mr. Rong, your cock is hard." Xiong Zhipeng said with a smile.

Rong Baiwen clenched his fists all of a sudden. He didn't realize that he had been in a state of excitement in the chaotic situation just now. The crotch of his trousers, which was already slim, was bulging. Especially when the other party told him bluntly, his face immediately became ugly.

Seeing him showing a bullied expression, Xiong Zhipeng found that he was getting worse and worse. As soon as he met Rong Baiwen, he didn't know which direction he was running towards. The bad thoughts of wanting to possess and bullying appeared one after another, turning into little beasts. Rong Baiwen blew his trumpet vigorously.

Ah ah woo woo horns are all bullying, bullying, bullying a few more times, this person is yours...

The cold tip of the knife slid across Rong Baiwen's chin, Rong Baiwen didn't dare to move, he stiffened and let the tip of the knife swipe his Adam's apple and stopped at his neckline.

Unfastening the neckline of the two buttons revealed a graceful collarbone, Xiong Zhipeng's eyes darkened, "Untie the belt and trousers."

Rong Baiwen resisted silently, standing upright.

Xiong Zhipeng smirked, the dagger poked the bulging crotch, and said softly, "If you don't untie it, I'll let you wear open-crotch pants and go home with your cock up."

Rong Baiwen glared, gritted his teeth, and roared, "You are a scumbag!"

Xiong Zhipeng patted Rong Baiwen's dick in the crotch with a dagger. Rong Baiwen wanted his genitalia to retract into his stomach so that he would have no reason to be insulted by the other party.

"Strip."

Rong Baiwen was so angry that he unbuttoned his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled down the zipper. The genitalia wrapped in his underwear became more and more obvious, and there was a small watermark at the bell mouth.

"Take it out." Xiong Zhipeng's voice became darker and darker, his eyes fixed on the genitalia bound by his underwear.

He should be angry, but under the naked gaze of the other party, Rong Baiwen felt that his genitalia was shameful and hard. He gritted his teeth, not knowing why he was so excited.

"Take it out."

Xiong Zhipeng repeated the order patiently. Rong Baiwen pulled his panties with trembling fingers. The trousers hung loosely on his crotch. The snow-white panties were full of the owner's shame. The stem body slowly got rid of the panties, showing off like a show, and the two plump meatballs also hung out of the trousers.

He didn't take off his clothes, nor did he take off his trousers, he just showed his genitalia, but it made Rong Baiwen more ashamed than not wearing clothes, and the other party's eyes fell on his lower body, licking his bare genitalia hotly.

He couldn't control his erection, secreting a sticky, translucent fluid that hung sensually on the head of his penis.

"It's beautiful." The cold dagger scraped the cum from the mouth of the bell, and the greatly stimulated genitalia became even harder. Xiong Zhipeng asked hoarsely, "Have you ever touched yourself? Is it comfortable for me to touch you?"

The obscene words pierced into Rong Baiwen's eardrums numbly, the dagger dangerously opened the delicate mouth of the spit bell, and the slight touch of the sensitive mouth of the bell made Rong Baiwen's whole body numb like an electric shock. Don't dare to move, for fear that the sharp dagger will cut the bell mouth, the more dangerous it is, the more blood will be concentrated in the genital, which will rise high.

The man leaned in front of him little by little, breathing into his nose, Rong Baiwen held his breath and tried his best to endure the breath that penetrated his lungs, so strong, with a trace of blood.

"You can still be hard like this, Manager Rong, you are lecherous. I haven't seen you masturbating before, so show it for me now."

Rong Baiwen bit his lower lip and glared at Xiong Zhipeng, his fists clenched tightly, and his joints made a rattling sound, but Xiong Zhipeng thought the stimulation was not enough, and the dagger slid on the glans, deliberately threatening Rong Baiwen.

Rong Baiwen wanted to bite Xiong Zhipeng's proud face to death. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't ignore the possibility of his sexual organ being injured in front of a murder weapon. His breath continued to spray on his face, his trembling hands gripping the hard cock.

Masturbating in front of a man made Rong Baiwen extremely ashamed, he didn't dare to look at the man's expression at this time, he just wanted to finish masturbating as soon as possible.

He doesn't know if it was the first time he masturbated in front of someone. Rong Baiwen felt that his genitalia was harder than usual, and he could feel the bulging blue veins under his palms, the lewd water coming out of the top, and the air seemed to have a fishy smell of bodily fluids.

He gritted his teeth, his genital were shaking excitedly, and suddenly, a hand stretched out between his legs and easily grabbed his scrotum, he heard the man chuckle softly in his ear, "It's so big, it must have accumulated a lot of semen, right?"

Rong Baiwen didn't want to admit that every time Xiong Zhipeng's obscene words made him tremble with excitement.

"Wu..." Rong Baiwen groaned in embarrassment, his face was quietly flushed, and some tears leaked from the corners of his closed eyes.

His fingers were playing with the genitalia in front of him, while the scrotum below was being played with by another man. Rong Baiwen suppressed his moan in anguish, unwilling to show weakness to the man.

Xiong Zhiwei lowered his head and bit the tip of his red ear. Ambiguously biting his ears from top to bottom, the wet tongue is like a letter spit out by a lecherous snake, licking the auricle, turning it in his ear, and digging into it warmly.

The man's breath and the man's body temperature were imprinted in Rong Baiwen's mind. He was like a special mating object chosen by the man. He had already remembered the man from all over his body, eager for the caress of a man, and even his skin had pleasant bumps.

Rong Baiwen involuntarily wrapped his glans, his palms rubbed quickly, his testicles swelled by Xiong Zhipeng's play, and the emotional mucus seeped out from Rong Baiwen's rubbed hands.

"Call it out when you feel comfortable, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

At this time, Xiong Zhipeng was the devil who tempted him to fall with him. Rong Baiwen struggled in resistance, "No... um..."

Although there is no one, it is no different from broad daylight, lowly masturbating, or being toyed with by one person, Rong Baiwen's self-esteem does not allow himself to be shameless enough to be in estrus like a wild beast.

"Don't be afraid, no one will see, only I can see you here and hear your cry."

Xiong Zhipeng said softly and kissed his cheek soothingly. Rong Baiwen never knew that he couldn't stand the warm offensive, and he couldn't help but cry out under the comfort of the other party.

"Ah..."

In the past, even if he was masturbating, he would hide under the covers alone, panting and stroking his genitalia, instead of making a lascivious cry like now, a soft voice unlike his own.

Rong Baiwen immediately covered his mouth, his slightly opened eyes flashing with tears, "Wu..."

Xiong Zhipeng took his hand away and said hoarsely, "Just call it like this, keep calling."

Rong Baiwen pursed his lips, the man's big hand squeezed his scrotum and rubbed it, using the rough cocoon to constantly create pleasure, and squeezed the semen inside with his fingers.

"Take it away... ah..."

The scrotum almost exploded, but he couldn't stop rubbing the hand on the glans.

"You are a slut, you said no, but you couldn't stop yourself, and the back began to shrink. Do you want me to fuck you like the other day? Squeeze lubricant into it, keep it dry, and smash your back..."

"Don't say... ah... don't say..."

Such a roar, his increasingly comfortable body, and the man in front of him who had violated him but made him feel pleasure, all made Rong Baiwen tremble.

Xiong Zhipeng enjoyed his trembling, the scrotum in his hand gradually swelled, and the calluses on his fingers seemed to have the roots of his genitalia. He watched his eyelashes smeared with tears, his eyes shot out with resentment, but his lower genital violated. The master's cock will spit out the transparent mucus, the reddish head of the penis, the constricted bell mouth, and the slender fingers that rubbed the genitalia, all made this handsome man look alluring and erotic.

The fair face, fragile neck, and beautiful collarbone seemed to be the fatal spot that the prey had inadvertently revealed when it was struggling. Waiting for Xiong Zhipeng to bite and lick, Xiong Zhipeng sniffed the good smell emanating from the fatal spot of Rong Baiwen. His hands were so strong that he almost burst his scrotum.

The feeling that the scrotum was about to burst made Rong Baiwen terrified. He couldn't help but let out a whimper. Realizing that he had become so fragile, he bit his lip abruptly and raised his head high, as if he was still a proud heir to glory, but the feeling of Xiong Zhipeng sniffing on his face and neck made him tremble slightly.

A pitiful look.

'I wanted to swallow him into my stomach,' Xiong Zhipeng thought rudely, his fingertips scratched the tightly closed hole in the back, the conditioned reflex of the small hole shrank, and the folds rubbed against the fingertips, and even a finger could not be inserted.

No matter how calm Rong Baiwen pretended to be, he couldn't ignore the feeling of being coveted in the private place behind him, "Let go!"

He gritted his teeth and stared straight at Xiong Zhipeng.

Xiong Zhipeng knocked on the door, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Rong's orders will be obeyed naturally."

"Scumbag!"

"That's right, it doesn't matter if I become a scum to you, as long as I can fuck you." Xiong Zhipeng approached Rong Baiwen and held his cock together with his masturbating hand, driving his hands to rub faster and faster.

Even though Xiong Zhipeng had been cleaned briefly after getting off work, the sweaty smell of a day's work could not dissipate from his clothes. The not very strong smell of sweat penetrated Rong Baiwen's nasal cavity, but it made his body gush out like an aphrodisiac. There were strong emotions, Rong Baiwen pushed Xiong Zhipeng's approach in disgust, but there was a burst of intense pleasure from his genitals.

"Let go of me... um..."

The command to breathe was weak in Xiong Zhipeng's ears. He smiled and said, "Your cock is flowing so much, are you willing to let it go? It's pitiful to let your cock be so lonely."

Xiong Zhipeng squeezed the wet head of his penis, squeezing out the mucus from the mouth of the bell, Rong Baiwen was speechless, his long genitalia became redder, and the heat almost scalded his hands.

"Baby, did you feel good?"

"Don't call me baby!" Rong Baiwen said repressedly, except for forced sex, they didn't have any intimate relationship, but calling him baby in such an affectionate tone was simply ironic.

Xiong Zhipeng called again on purpose: "Baby, did I feel bad for you?"

Rong Baiwen bit his lip, and the corners of his eyes were gradually wet with tears. He used all his strength to grab Xiong Zhipeng's hand with his backhand. The thumb and index finger lightly rubbed the extremely sensitive glans.

While resisting, he couldn't stand the provocation. Rong Baiwen hated both himself and the man who teased him and had absolute power to suppress him. His struggle and resistance would gradually turn into pandering, and then turn rape into gang rape.

"What do you want from me? The thrill of raping a man? Or the sense of accomplishment that overwhelms the heir of Ronghua?" Rong Baiwen's calm tone contained a choked question as he bit his lip and asked with choked sobs. The big one seemed to want to crush him.

"What do you think? Baby."

Xiong Zhipeng's body, which was about to move, was directly attached to Rong Baiwen, and the huge bulge between his legs was against the glans of his genitalia. Staring at Xiong Zhipeng, the sternness suddenly expanded, and the handsome face turned hideous.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand and pinched Xiong Zhipeng's neck directly. His distorted face seemed to have been wiped away by the man at the last sanity.

Xiong Zhipeng did not hide but stretched out his arms to hug Rong Baiwen. Rong Baiwen, who didn't want to be hugged by him, burst out with all his strength and violently crushed Xiong Zhipeng to the ground, his hands never leaving Xiong Zhipeng's neck from beginning to end.

He rode on Xiong Zhipeng's body. The bangs that were combed back were scattered, covering the bright and clean forehead. Those ruthless eyes turned their backs on the light, revealing a dark color without light, without expectation, and without the joy of revenge, it was a dull piece.

Xiong Zhipeng neither resisted nor struggled. Although his face was flushed, it was not enough for him to die. He grabbed Rong Baiwen's hands and helped him pinch himself harder.

Rong Baiwen's tensed body was completely broken, shaking uncontrollably, and the hands that were stuck on Xiong Zhipeng's neck used a bit of strength, and a voice in his heart urged him: Strangle him! Hurry up and strangle him! He is free! He is still a Rong Baiwen who is not threatened by others and has no weaknesses!

But tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes, and big drops hit Xiong Zhipeng's face, pressing down heavily on his heart, and the heart-piercing pain instantly filled his heart.

"What exactly do you want?" Rong Baiwen, who couldn't kill anyone, roared and asked, his hands clasped on the mottled ground, even the pain couldn't hold back his disappointment.

"Follow me." Xiong Zhipeng said three words seriously.

"Hahaha..." Rong Baiwen laughed loudly, and his tears flowed more and more. He grabbed Xiong Zhipeng's neckline, and the two faced each other. No matter how they looked, they couldn't escape each other's eyes. He sneered: "What qualifications do you have to ask me to follow you? Just because you fucked me once? Am I going to be like a raped woman who has to follow you, a rapist for the sake of fame? It's ridiculous!"

This crying and laughing face sting Xiong Zhipeng's heart, he has nothing to refute, he can only hug Rong Baiwen, hold him tightly in his arms, and will not let go, all explanations using love as an excuse cannot hide him. The fact that he hurt him, but he will continue to hurt him, otherwise their relationship cannot continue, even if it is only a physical relationship.

The man's chest which was wider than himself made Rong Baiwen stunned for a moment. The never-before-seen sense of security struck, and it soon invaded his mind. Rong Baiwen suddenly regained his senses, panic flashed on his face, he pushed Xiong Zhipeng away, quickly stood up, and pulled up his pants, trying his best to regain his composure. He turned around and walked with steady steps, as usual, intending to leave step by step, but the clenched hands on both sides betrayed his flustered emotions.

Xiong Zhipeng, who rolled over and sat up, suddenly grabbed his hand and solemnly repeated, "Follow me."

The same two words, but the tone is more serious than before, the two interlocking hands are so warm, Rong Baiwen stopped, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but the hand would not let go, step by step toward him. He walked forward, but every time he took a step, he was held back by the hand that was gripping like a vise.

"Let go!"

"Follow me!"

Rong Baiwen couldn't shake Xiong Zhipeng's hand, and the two couldn't stand.

"Bastard! You pervert! Damn pervert!" Rong Baiwen kicked his feet unceremoniously, scolding him regardless of his image.

However, Xiong Zhipeng scolded and beat back.

Until Rong Baiwen was panting and kicked, Xiong Zhipeng still refused to let go of his hand.

"Follow me!"

Xiong Zhipeng is still these two words.

"Impossible!"

Rong Baiwen turned around and left, leaving no chance for the man. The hand that the man was always reluctant to release could only be released slowly, with only two big strides, and the two hands that were gradually detached had only two middle fingers. The middle fingers that were hooked and finally hooked together were also detached because of Rong Baiwen's forward pace.

Huh... Huh... Huh...

Bang... Bang... Bang...

After leaving the alley, until Xiong Zhipeng could not see him, Rong Baiwen couldn't hold it any longer. He exhaled heavily, his heart beating in his chest, almost jumping out of his left chest.

He walked quickly to the road, opened the car door, got into the car, and sat in the driver's seat. No matter how deeply he took a breath, his heart was still beating very fast, and his ears were full of thumping heartbeats.

There was still Xiong Zhipeng's body temperature that he was unwilling to let go of. He couldn't help looking at his hand, not knowing what was going on in his madness, but he was staring at his hand in a daze, thinking that the man's middle finger was hooking his middle finger, and refused to let go. He was reluctant to leave.

Rong Baiwen stared at his middle finger in a daze.

So abnormal! It's ridiculous!

Rong Baiwen slammed the steering wheel, and a rapist pretended to be affectionate. It was ridiculous!

Rong Baiwen sneered, he won't just let it go, and he won't continue to fail!

Xiong Zhipeng touched the pinch mark on his neck. He saw it, but he was also scared away. I don't know if it would be more difficult to meet in the future.

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Since the two separated in the residential area, Xiong Zhipeng found that Rong Baiwen was running too hard on the construction site these days. He always felt a malicious gaze, and when he turned around, he saw Rong Baiwen sneer at him unabashedly.

Xiong Zhipeng gave him the standard eight-teeth smile, Rong Baiwen frowned immediately, and then made a snort that others couldn't hear. As for why Xiong Zhipeng could hear the snort, it was because Rong Baiwen walked by him.

This kind of feeling of wanting to drag people away directly and find a corner where no one is there is too heart-wrenching!

Xiong Zhipeng touched his chin, what is the success rate for a rough man like him to pursue a rich boy like Rong Baiwen? The money for the next restaurant may not be enough for Rong Baiwen's meal, and the money for head-to-toe clothes and shoes may not be worth the value of Rong Baiwen's shirt.

In this era when even the parents of primary school students want to give the best to their children, they are afraid that their children will be shamed by their classmates. His grade is too low and his taste is too poor. Even David knows how to show off the latest fruit phone when he buys it. It is the most popular arcade machine, but he chooses a phone with a big screen, regardless of the fashion trend. Sure enough, a large-screen mobile phone is the most suitable for him. The screen is large, and a battery is given away. No matter how much power is consumed, he is not afraid of it. When he is free, he pretends to look serious and looks at the photos he has collected.

However, no matter how many photos are collected, they are not as vivid as real people. They correspond to the evaluation of him by the captain in the previous army: either they broke out in silence, or they perverted in silence.

Since the real person likes to stare at him with gloomy eyes, is he going to show it?

Xiong Zhipeng pushed up a cart full of cement and walked upright in front of a large group of inspected customers. Rong Baiwen, who had deliberately disgusted him before, was stunned. He never thought that this bastard had such thick skin and dared to walk in front of him.

Rong Baiwen's whole body was blown up, his hair stood up, instinctively guarding Xiong Zhipeng, Xiong Zhipeng passed by casually, poured cement, and then passed by casually, his defensive eyes made him feel very good.

But Rong Baiwen was in a very bad mood. The folder in his hand wanted to hit him on the head so recklessly several times, and his perfect smile was almost distorted.

Calm down!

Must be calm!

Rong Baiwen secretly took a few deep breaths to make his smile more perfect and friendly, but the cement marks that suddenly splashed on the leather shoes made his smile almost break. He shook his hands slightly and tried his best to ignore the dirty cement marks on the leather shoes. , but the little gray mark on the black leather shoes is too dazzling, and the impeccable neatness he maintains is ruined by such a small mark.

The little cleanliness began to break out. No matter how Rong Baiwen ignored it, he could feel the dazzling cement print, poking in his mind like a seal, and lingering.

Tolerate!

Endure!

There was too much cement, and Xiong Zhipeng, who accidentally shook the cement out, was also stunned. He knew about Rong Baiwen's stinky problems.

Enduring enough to send those clients away, Rong Baiwen couldn't wait to walk into the temporary office, when suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from behind and hugged him.

There was only one person on the construction site who dared to hug him, and that person was Xiong Zhipeng.

Hateful! Why didn't this bastard take him? Rong Baiwen thought fiercely, and before he put down the document, he slapped the man behind him heavily with his backhand.

Xiong Zhipeng grabbed the document, pulled it out of his hand, and put it on the desk.

The man half a head taller than him hugged him, Rong Baiwen's fists clenched and loosened, and clenched, and roared coldly, "Get out!"

Xiong Zhipeng let go of him, Rong Baiwen turned to face him, his icy face concealed suppressed anger, and he said sarcastically, "Is this where you can come? Get out now!"

Xiong Zhipeng didn't seem to hear the belittling in his words. He took out a pack of tissues from his trousers pocket and bent down to wipe the cement marks on Rong Baiwen's leather shoes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The expression is too natural, the tone is too natural, and there is no humbleness and flattery of wiping the shoes of a senior executive of the company when bending down and bowing his head as if this is just the most common thing.

This kind of person who is neither humble nor arrogant can easily arouse people's goodwill. Although Rong Baiwen despises Xiong Zhipeng, a person at the bottom of society, he also appreciates people who are neither humble nor arrogant.

If Xiong Zhipeng didn't do the wrong thing of raping him and found that he was worthy of his appreciation, he would give him a chance to be promoted.

He hates this kind of duplicity!

"I already know that you didn't mean it, please leave my office immediately!" Rong Baiwen emphasized the words "immediately".

Xiong Zhipeng straightened up and threw the kneaded tissue into the trash can on the side. He stepped forward to approach Rong Baiwen, Rong Baiwen stepped back subconsciously, and Xiong Zhipeng took a step closer. Forced to the desk, back against the desk with no way out.

"Please leave!" Rong Baiwen raised his head and pointed to the door when he found that he had no way to retreat.

Afraid that he would push him too hard and scare people away again, Xiong Zhipeng kept a half-step distance from him, then lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Kiss me and I'll get out."

Rong Baiwen's face suddenly darkened, and his heart surged with the violent impulse to throw his fists, but this was at the construction site. If others saw Xiong Zhipeng leave the office with a smile on his face, it would have an impact on his reputation.

"Aren't you going to kiss me?" Xiong Zhipeng brought his face closer and said cruelly, "Then I'll lie on the ground and get out."

Asshole! Scum! Abnormal!

Rong Baiwen's face was ashen, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where do you want me to kiss?"

Xiong Zhipeng pointed to one side of his cheek, "Kiss here, you can hear the bright spot, it doesn't count if you don't."

Hold it!

Rong Baiwen cursed in his heart, and scratched his hand, grabbing the corner of the table, and immediately raised his face, closed his eyes, and told himself that the kiss was air, and then kissed Xiong Zhipeng's cheek with pursed lips.

The skin was not soft at all. It was relatively smooth, with a bit of salty sweat, which was Rong Baiwen's first feeling. He released the lips that touched Xiong Zhipeng's face lightly and told himself again that he was kissing the air, but the warm skin was completely touched. The illusion of different air is terrifyingly real.

Rong Baiwen found that his heart began to tremble, and his slowly opened lips rubbed against the other's skin. The increasingly vivid touch made his lips begin to heat up. He didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that the other party would discover his own. In the same way, he quickly gave a loud kiss and left.

Rong Baiwen turned his face away, inexplicably not daring to look directly at the other party's face, and urgently ordered: "Go away."

Xiong Zhipeng touched his face, suddenly shortened the distance by half a step, straightened Rong Baiwen's face, lowered his head, and kissed Rong Baiwen's face vigorously, "Be careful not to be too tired, I'm going to work."

Rong Baiwen was stunned, only to see Xiong Zhipeng striding away and closing the door behind him, and disappearing.

What happened? Something seems wrong.

It took him a long time to realize that he was being led by Xiong Zhipeng by the nose, and he also played a mentally retarded game with Xiong Zhipeng of "you kiss me and I kiss you".

What about his IQ? What about his emotional intelligence? All pulled down!

Rong Baiwen was so angry that he vomited blood, and broke down and scratched a table.

I want to kill this pervert!

+++++

Xiong Zhipeng happily held the new mobile phone and continued to enjoy the photos inside, poking his fingertips on the screen, poking the face of the person in the photo for a while, the hair of the person in the photo for a while, and the person in the photo for a while. In his chest, even the little panties that Rong Baiwen had exposed outside the quilt when he slept were not spared.

Although he usually shows a serious expression while holding his mobile phone, a wretched smile appeared on his upright face at this time. Da Wei, who was also watching pornographic films with his mobile phone in his arms, couldn't help but leaned his head, Xiong Zhipeng turned around his face, pushing his head back with one hand.

The more he was not allowed to see it, the more curious Da Wei became, and he continued to lean over to see what could make Brother Xiong poke the phone so intently.

"Ow! It hurts!"

Before Xiong Zhipeng patted his hand, Da Wei pretended to be in pain and screamed, "Brother Xiong, you are so unkind, what good things are you not letting me see? I can exchange a collection of mobile phones with you."

"Look at my wife's photos, go away." Xiong Zhipeng has a strong desire for monopoly. He can only look at the photos he took with his own hands. The pornographic films on Da Wei's mobile phone are not comparable to a single photo of him.

Hearing the word "wife", Da Wei's whole body came to his senses, his buttocks moved directly toward Xiong Zhipeng, and he smiled and said: "When did Brother Xiong get his sister-in-law? I peek at my sister-in-law's beautiful photos by myself, and let my brother take a look at them so that you can see if my sister-in-law is pretty."

"Let's talk when I catch up." Xiong Zhipeng locked the phone screen, Da Wei only saw a black screen, and regretted it and beat his chest. He knew that Brother Xiong was playing with his phone to see his sister-in-law's photos, so he should have taken a step faster. Take a look in the past to see what his sister-in-law looks like so that he can tip off his beloved girl.

"Brother Xiong! My good Brother Xiong!"

Ignoring Da Wei's wailing, Xiong Zhipeng picked up the empty lunch box and walked towards the trash can, he happened to meet Rong Baiwen who was about to leave the construction site for dinner with the client with the car key. As soon as Rong Baiwen saw Xiong Zhipeng, he automatically turned on his vigilance, but he did not want to be seen by Xiong Zhipeng. His face became colder, his eyes turned into small knives, and he shot an ice knife at Xiong Zhipeng, walking past Xiong Zhipeng at a calm pace.

Carrying an empty lunch box, Xiong Zhipeng, who was wearing a T-shirt and white jeans from a street vendor, looked like a straight suit, with the words on his face "I have money, a house and a car, I am the eldest young master, and I am the big boss, Rong Baiwen", which is in stark contrast. His eyes were filled with disdain.

Looking at Rong Baiwen's deliberate contempt, almost made Xiong Zhipeng unable to hold back his laughter. He understood the feeling of Xishi's words in the eyes of his lover. God, he was so childish and so cute that he wanted to make him even more childish, so he had better find him directly. The troubles, the cold knife-like eyes every day, and the hidden vigilant expression made him find no reason to approach him.

His little brother misses him terribly.

Xiong Zhipeng pointed to the bottom, Rong Baiwen involuntarily glanced down along his hand, his face suddenly darkened, he snorted heavily, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Let's wait and see!"

"You're welcome!"

Rong Baiwen almost vomited blood again, but he became hard on the spot. Such a rapist should be beaten every day until he knelt and begged for mercy.

Instead of looking for that group of trash, he might as well punish the rapist himself! He didn't believe he couldn't cure this man.

Rong Baiwen's mood fell into a trough and immediately flew to the clouds, showing a sinister smile, he was looking forward to the way this man finally fell into his hands.

Looking at Xiong Zhipeng up and down, Rong Baiwen walked out of the gate of the construction site with satisfaction.

Da Wei came over quietly and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiong, what did you talk about with the general manager?"

Xiong Zhipeng replied inscrutable: "Talk about how to take the initiative to send me to the door to bully the general manager."

Da Wei was choked by this sentence and wailed in his heart, Brother Xiong, this joke is not funny at all, the general manager will shoot you to death!

Xiong Zhipeng, who had been trying to kill the general manager but couldn't, showed an evil smile, only annoyed the general manager so that he had a reason to kill the general manager.

Da Wei felt a little hairy when he saw Xiong Zhipeng's smile and always felt that Xiong Zhipeng's evil smile was full of creepy feelings.

There is a lot of work on the construction site. Many construction workers are not only good at one kind of work. Xiong Zhipeng knows all the machines on the construction site, so he is very busy. Fortunately, the engineering team does not treat people as human beings. When they don't need to work overtime, they leave work after 6 pm and leave the construction site individually. Everyone either went to dinner in groups or went straight to the dormitory, leaving only a few people to guard the construction site.

Although Xiong Zhipeng is single, he is not like a young man like Da Wei who would go to the Internet cafe with a few young guys in the same dormitory after work. Today, it was Da Wei's turn to guard the construction site, but Xiong Zhipeng didn't want to go back to the dormitory to rest until he saw Rong Baiwen, so he took the initiative to take a night shift for Da Wei.

Xiong Zhipeng is nestled in a simple work shed made of tarpaulin. There was only a table and a small bed made of wooden boards and bricks, and a bamboo mat was placed on top of the wooden bed. Xiong Zhipeng hugged the quilt he brought from the dormitory, carefully spread it, and turned on the light on the top of his head, then sat on the bed and opened the table to take it out.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Xiong Zhipeng glanced at the phone.

Who texted him?

After unlocking the screen, it was a short message from an unfamiliar number with only three words.

[Where are you?]

Xiong Zhipeng didn't know whose number it was, so he didn't reply.

A minute later, the other party sent another short message with three more words.

[Where are you?]

Xiong Zhipeng put down his chopsticks and hesitated whether to reply to the other party with his mobile phone. At this time, the other party sent another short message.

[（#'）凸]

Xiong Zhipeng replied with a good temper.

[You sent the wrong message, I don't know you.]

Rong Baiwen on the other end of the phone sneered at the words. Scum is scum, dare to be scum!

[If I ask you something, just answer it!]

Such a grumpy temper! Xiong Zhipeng couldn't help but be amused, the tone seemed to be an acquaintance.

[I am on duty at the construction site.]

[Do you want to accompany me?]

Seeing the word "accompany me", Rong Baiwen's hair was about to explode. He took the cold coffee at hand and drank it in one gulp. The urge to slaughter Xiong Zhipeng with a knife in his chest was finally washed out by the bitter coffee. Then he picked up his briefcase and left the company building with a calm expression on his face.