The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Song Jiu looked at a lot of negative comments.

His face looked a little confused.

I didn’t know how to answer, so I didn’t reply to the message.

When those netizens saw that he stopped typing, they began to laugh again, saying that he was too guilty to answer.

One of the comments was particularly different: 'Well, is it possible that his own conditions are also very good, so he has two high-quality 1's. You send a photo and I'll tell you how to make your boyfriend lose interest. '

Song Jiu hesitated: 'Really. '

The last sentence touched him a little, if only he could stop the men from pestering him for endless demands.

'Really, I kid you not. '

Song Jiu hesitantly took a selfie and sent it.

The moment the photo was posted, people on the Internet collectively stopped talking. It took a while before comments started to erupt like a flood.

'Is this the kind of beauty a human being should have? Ben Ling is really envious. '

'Are you serious? I also posted the original pictures without the beautification. They were breathtakingly beautiful even with the original camera. They must be a thousand times more beautiful in reality. '

'If I were 1, I would definitely be crazier than them, and I would have to come out (drooling)'

A casually taken photo even brought out a lot of things that are hidden in daily life.

'Abomination, I have zero love in my dreams. '

'Sihasha, your skin is so white, my wife looks at me, my wife looks at me. '

'I am fierce 1, I have five local apartments with a registered residence in S city, add me v. '

He also uploaded two pictures. In addition to his handsome selfie, there was also a screenshot of a 60 million deposit, which made Pure Zero excited in the comment area.

Song Jiu had no idea about his own appearance, and he had no idea how big a stir his photo had caused in the circle.

He ignored those comments, only thinking about the answer, and immediately asked the netizen who just asked him to post the photo: "Now can you tell me how to make my boyfriend lose interest." '

A netizen posted an embarrassing emoticon: 'It's okay, you don't have to do anything, they will get tired of it as time goes by. '

But it’s been half a year, isn’t it long enough?

Song Jiu thought for a while and decided to follow the netizen's advice.

However, it turns out that what is said online cannot be trusted.

He really didn't do anything, he was very cooperative with the men's requests, he was obedient and soft-spoken.

The result in exchange is to intensify the demands, and even unlock many new postures.

The young man shook his head. The night view outside the window made him clenched the railing with both hands. His body remained tense, but it made someone behind him feel comfortable.

Lie…cheat…

Song Jiu's body really couldn't bear it.

While the two men were busy with business, he mustered up all his courage and took the opportunity to sneak out.

One can imagine how angry the two men were when they came back and found the empty villa. They immediately mobilized their men to block all the exits in City S, and the number of security check personnel increased several times.

The momentum was so great that people thought something big had happened and were a little uneasy when going through the security check.

Song Jiu used his ID card to buy a ticket to another city, and then walked in the opposite direction with the remaining change on his body.

Using the excuse that his ID card was stolen, and the pitiful look on his face, the proprietress of the small B&B saw that the boy in front of her didn't look like he was lying, so she let him stay temporarily.

Song Jiu planned to hide here for a few days to catch his breath, simply thinking that he would be able to escape the power of the men.

Near 12 o'clock in the evening, dense footsteps and noises came from downstairs, followed by a small conversation.

Seems to be looking for someone.

Song Jiu panicked. He didn't expect to track it down so quickly.

The room he was assigned to was not on a high floor and belonged to the second floor. Because the B&B was very small and the distance between floors was not large, even if he jumped, he would only sprain his feet at most.

Footsteps went upstairs, checking every room one by one, and they were about to reach where he was.

Song Jiuyi gritted his teeth, opened the window and jumped into the darkness.

The expected pain did not occur, but instead a pair of strong and powerful hands caught his body.

The familiar breath rushed to his face, and Song Jiu felt the man's plump chest.

"You're so brave. You don't take your mobile phone with you when you go out alone. I'm afraid you'll be abducted, tricked, and sold without even knowing it."

Along with the vibration of the chest, a cold voice sounded on Song Jiu's head, and the anger contained in it had been suppressed to the extreme.

He knew that it was Fu Yanhan who caught him, and he also knew that he was finished.

On the way back, the boy buried his head in the man's arms and refused to come out.

"Oh, now you know you're afraid? When you secretly left without saying a word, did you ever think about our feelings?"

Song Jiu knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't say anything. He hugged Fu Yanhan's waist and refused to let go.

'Ji Han' had a weird smile on his lips: "It seems like he should be locked up with a chain."

"Lock it up, but if you don't teach a lesson, someone won't remember it long."

A gentle voice sounded beside him, which made people feel like bathing in the spring breeze, but Song Jiu felt a deep chill.

It was over, even the protagonist who usually loved him the most insisted on punishing him, and Song Jiu was about to cry without tears.

The men were obviously so angry that they lost their usual grace and reason and actually came in together.

Song Jiu collapsed completely, and even though his throat hurt, he didn't get any sympathy.

After this incident, he lay in bed for a week before he could get out of bed and walk.

Song Jiu thought that he would never dare to escape alone again.

Men also seem to realize that they are indeed a bit demanding, and gradually learn how to restrain their desires. When their sweethearts are bored at home, they take them on trips to relax whenever they have free time.

The relaxing days went so long that Song Jiu almost forgot that he still had unfinished tasks issued by the system.

But no matter how he tried, he never got a correct result.

"Xiaojiu, come to eat."

The big hand on his head pulled Song Jiu back from his thoughts. The warm body temperature came from it, and he rubbed it greedily.

Fu Yanhan hadn't even had time to take off the apron.

His eyes darkened.

The voice was a little hoarse for some reason.

"Don't seduce me, Xiaojiu."

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red when he realized what he was doing, and he quickly ran towards Ji Han who was serving the dishes.

Hiding behind Ji Han, a furry little head poked out.

Stick out a small piece of bright red tongue.

"Brother Ji, there are bad people bullying me."

He had a funny expression on his face, but his voice sounded very aggrieved.

It seemed that the air was a little cold again. Song Jiu inserted his small hands into Ji Han's waist from behind. The warmth made him squint his eyes so comfortably that he didn't notice someone's tense body at all.

Looking at the two people who were close to each other, Fu Yanhan raised his eyebrows and slowly took off his apron: "You think you can avoid it this way? In my opinion, your good brother can't protect you."

"How about you move your hand down three inches and touch it to see what it is."

After being reminded by these words, Song Jiu realized that the man's lower abdomen was as hard as a stone, and he touched it without giving up.

A long hand grabbed him.

The man was breathing heavily, obviously lustful.

"Don't move around, be good, and finish your dinner, otherwise you will faint later because you can't bear it anymore."

Song Jiu understood immediately and took his hand back with a hot face.

Pretending not to understand, he held the bowl and ate hard.

Two men sat next to each other, looking at the young man's bulging cheeks, and smiled knowingly.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Song Jiu didn't even raise his head, his earlobes were so red that they were almost bleeding, and he speeded up the meal planing: "Yeah, you guys are the same."

When he raised his head after finishing his meal, he found that neither man had moved his chopsticks.

I was surprised.

"Why don't you eat?"

Fu Yanhan's eyes darkened: "Xiaojiu is full, it's our turn to eat."

Song Jiu didn't realize what this meant. It wasn't until he was pushed down on the spacious and comfortable sofa that his clothes became less and less, and he suddenly woke up.

By the time he wanted to resist, it was already too late.

The heating is on in the room, which is not very cold. There are bright fireworks blooming outside the window, and people are cheering for the Spring Festival.

Song Jiu's eyes were filled with tears, and colorful fireworks were blurred and distorted in his pupils.

His white teeth bit his lower lip tightly.

The mission and everything else were forgotten, and now there was only one thought in his mind:

He never wanted to watch fireworks again.