Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

7.20 - 7.21

7.20 - Continue

　　There are several wintersweets planted in the courtyard, shivering in the cold wind. Only the dining area is warm, surrounded by hot spring water, white mist, tea is boiled in the stove, and the geothermal heat makes people sweat slightly.

　　The half cup of tea on the table gradually cooled down, and Gu Heng's patience also ran out. He held Shen Mian's wrist, lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyelashes hid the deep anxiety in his dark eyes that was almost impossible to conceal. He kissed the boy's white fingertips and asked softly, "Are you full?"

　　Shen Mian didn't understand, so he just said "hmm".

　　Gu Heng smiled and said, "But I haven't eaten yet and I'm still very hungry. What should I do?"

　　Shen Mian glared at him. He had known that this man had ulterior motives, so he was not surprised. He just snorted and laughed, "If you want to do it, just do it. Is it interesting to tell me this? If I say no, will you stop?"

　　"Amian, I've reached my limit, can you feel it?" Gu Heng held his waist, letting him feel his heat and masculinity deeply, his voice already a little deeper.

　　"you--"

　　Shen Mian couldn't help but gasp. She was already a little dizzy from the man's domineering and cold aura. At least she still remembered the current situation. She pretended to be indifferent and said, "Why didn't you do it to the end in the car yesterday?"

　　"At that time, Fu Xing's life or death was uncertain. You were worried about him, which only made you remember his good points and my bad points. Why should I help him?" Gu Heng pressed him on the couch, his eyebrows softened. "Besides, we were in the car. I wanted you to suffer less."

　　No matter how careful one is, the one who bears the pain will always suffer.

　　Shen Mian nonchalantly dodged the man's kiss. After all, he was a pleasure-seeking person with an instinctive pursuit of happiness. His body soon softened and he reluctantly let Gu Heng break in.

　　-

　　When he woke up, Gu Heng was carrying him towards the bedroom. He was only wrapped in a blanket. His hands were tied together, so he couldn't take off his clothes. The only shirt that covered his body had been torn to shreds.

　　"Gu Heng," he said, his voice was almost broken and hoarse. Shen Mian paused before saying, "Untie it."

　　Gu Heng knew he was talking about the restraints on his hands, so he kissed him lightly between the eyebrows and said soothingly, "Be good, cut your nails before untying them. I don't mind letting you scratch a few more times, but scratching your face will make people laugh."

　　"You bastard."

　　Gu Heng curled his thin lips and accepted the words as a compliment.

　　Shen Mian had enjoyed enough and was unwilling to endure the remaining suffering. His body was extremely tired and sore after just finishing the work, so he decisively hid in the system space and let the system take over his body. He watched with great interest on the light screen. The man held his slender white hands and carefully cut his nails.

　　He commented: "It's obvious that he doesn't know the business well."

　　Studio:

　　——If you are not skilled, then so be it. Anyway, the doctor stocks are also cold qwq

　　--I hate!!

　　——Wow, wow, I miss President Fu

　　——The doctor stock can at least go the route of sadomasochism, and our idiot has already reserved the male supporting role