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As the youngest son of the Yan family, Yanzhong has an eldest brother to protect him from the wind and rain, and countless younger brothers to support him. He has been held high in the clouds since he was born.
Occasionally, a few unscrupulous people would take the initiative to provoke them, but although Yanzhong was tall and thin, his smooth body lines lurked with amazing explosive power. He raised his fists and stepped forward, and all the people were defeated and lost by his hands.
Later, he calmed down a little, but it just suppressed his emotions deeper under his face.
There is always a hint of manic depression between Yanzhong's eyebrows. His skin is whiter than snow, which gives people the illusion of being cold and world-weary.
The shadow cast by the brow bone is extremely deep, and his eyes are like two deep cold pools. His gaze is always straight and full of impatience. Fortunately, the long and dense eyelashes are like the black feathers of a jackdaw, which adds a bit of lazy wantonness to him for no reason.
Until the archrival with whom he was on good terms suddenly transferred to his class.
Everything started to go terribly wrong.
The other party's inexplicable provocation and entanglement made him extremely bored.
What made Yanzhong even more irritated was that he was raped by an unknown person.
The lights in the equipment room suddenly went out. He subconsciously turned around and fumbled for the switch, but was surprised to find a tall and tall black figure standing in front of him. Yanzhong took a half step back and prepared to reach out to grab the volleyball stick on the side to defend himself.
Unexpectedly, a pair of warm hands tightly covered Yanzhong's eyes. The man pressed him hard on the mat behind him, and his struggling legs were pushed away and suppressed by the opponent's knees.
The other party quickly pulled off his tie and tied his hands. Yanzhong could only pant and twist in vain. He felt the person above him sniffing him like a dog marking prey, and licking his wet tongue all over his body——
He seemed to have become a fish on the chopping board, but the man above could use the moonlight leaking in through the window cracks to appreciate his forced emotion and tears -
Time and time again, he could never find the person who could wx him.
——
Yanzhong was smoking in the toilet in a bad mood. His nemesis came closer again, and he slapped him impatiently.
The opponent smelled the strong smell of medicine on his body as keenly as a dog, and insisted on checking his injuries regardless. As soon as Yanzhong slapped him for the second time, his clothes also "stabbed" and were violently torn-!
Those ambiguous marks all over his body were instantly exposed to the air.
The rival grabbed Yanzhong's arm and asked him as if he had lost his mind. Who did this?
——I fucking want to know too? !
Yanzhong's curse was still stuck in his throat, but the other party started to pull off his pants and said he wanted to check!
He almost tried his best to grab his rival's neck with one hand and slam him against the wall, while the other hand clenched the pants that were about to slip off...
Ps: Yanzhong attack.
Being favored, the protagonist has deep control. The xp of this book is that the dog will go crazy and go crazy, and Gong will pinch the opponent's neck to make the dog calm down. Only with Gong's acquiescence can the dog come forward for a kiss. There is no doubt that the dog is weak.
Concept: A dog's mission