Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Zhizhi, don't you plan to take responsibility for me?

"Hiss, the little rascal is really good at biting."

Lu Quan put the person in his arms on the cabinet at the entrance, reached out to take off his shirt, revealing a strong chest, and then below were eight well-defined abdominal muscles, but they were covered with teeth marks.

Not just one, but almost every one of them had several teeth marks.

Liang Zhixia's face was burning hot while sitting on the cabinet. There was a layer of misty water in her light brown eyes, and there was a blush at the corners of her eyes. She had no idea what the person in front of her was talking about.

He reached out to the perfectly shaped muscles in front of him, and his fingertips slid from top to bottom, across the collarbone, and stopped on the chest muscles.

The full chest muscles were a little hard to pinch.

He patted the hard muscles in front of him unhappily, and his drunken voice was sticky: "Too hard, #￥%&#* soften!"

Lu Quan laughed softly. The gibberish just now should be similar to some kind of magic spell.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips secretly. How could someone say such a cute thing with this beautiful red lip?

The kiss that was separated immediately made Liang Zhixia very dissatisfied.

He pinched Lu Quan's softened chest muscles, revealing his sharp little teeth, and looked confused: "Don't you know how to kiss?"

This topic made Lu Quan raise his eyebrows with interest.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yes, I don't know how to kiss, Zhizhi, can you teach me?"

For some reason, Liang Zhixia was a little excited after hearing the man in front of him say this to him, and his heart seemed to beat a little faster than before.

He licked his red lips, which were shining with water. His slender white fingertips touched the man's soft lips. His red lips slightly opened, and his voice was sweet: "Open."

Lu Quan followed the boy's order with interest, opened his mouth, and took the white fingertips into his mouth to lick and bite.

But before he could continue licking and biting, the wet fingertips pressed his tongue.

The boy frowned and said with displeasure: "Don't move around, biting, are you a puppy?"

Lu Quan held the fingertips with water in his mouth and said vaguely: "I am Zhizhi's puppy."

Liang Zhixia let the other party hold his fingertips, shaking his head and said: "I don't believe it."

Lu Quan looked up at the boy, his black eyes were filled with surging and bottomless desire. He restrained his instinct and said in a low voice: "Woof."

The drunk Liang Zhixia had a hazy look in his eyes and tilted his head, mistakenly thinking that the handsome guy in front of him was really a puppy who turned into a human.

After all, there were such humans in the comics he had drawn.

They can transform into humans or their original bodies, with fluffy ears and long tails, and that special place that can be forced into a knot.

He reached out to touch the top of his head, his face full of confusion, and muttered, "Where are your ears?"

Lu Quan grasped the warm fingertips, rubbing them with his fingertips, his eyes deep: "Teacher Zhizhi, you haven't finished teaching me how to kiss just now. If you teach me, I will expose my ears for you to touch."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhizhi's eyes instantly brighten up, revealing indescribable joy.

He didn't expect this sentence to be so lethal to Zhizhi. It seems that in the future, we can always have some of these props in the dormitory and at home. There will always be a day when they will be useful.

Liang Zhixia's confused consciousness was led away by Lu Quan, and he muttered, "Yes, I will continue to teach you."

Before Teacher Zhizhi gave an order, Lu Quan opened his lips first.

Liang Zhixia's eyebrows were full of joy, and she thought that the man in front of her was a smart and good student.

He raised his arms and wrapped them around the other's neck, pulling the person in front of him. His long and thick eyelashes gently swept across Lu Quan's face. Like a slow motion in a movie, he lowered his head and slowly pressed his lips against the other's lips.

The hot air gently blew along his cheeks, bringing a slight tremor. Lu Quan's heart was pounding, as if a deer was running around in his chest, and his love was full of love but had nowhere to express.

Liang Zhixia stretched out her trembling tongue and licked Lu Quan's lips like licking a lollipop. After licking it for a while, he let go.

Lu Quan squinted his eyes, his expression was radiant, and every pore exuded a sense of pleasure.

He said in a low voice: "Is that it?"

Liang Zhixia's tongue was a little tired, and he softly retracted it into his mouth to rest. When he heard Lu Quan questioning him, he immediately fought back: "How could it be! There are other things."

He draws that kind of comics, how could he only know this little!

The person in front of him is so hateful! He actually doubted his ability!

He opened his arms, stretched out his legs, kicked the man in front of him with his toes, and said arrogantly: "Carry me to the sofa, it's too hard here, it's uncomfortable to sit on."

Lu Quan put his arm around his waist, walked to the sofa and sat down like a child.

Liang Zhixia looked down at his sitting posture, sitting on the man's legs with his legs apart. He reached down and touched it, frowned and muttered: "It's uncomfortable."

After a while, he found something that made him uncomfortable.

A crisp click sounded, and Lu Quan could feel his belt being untied. He had a meaningful smile on his lips, and then he saw Zhizhi pulling out his belt.

He whispered: "What is Zhizhi going to do?"

Liang Zhixia looked up at him, her eyes full of interest, and blinked her eyes and said: "You will know in a while."

Two minutes later, Lu Quan felt his wrists tied together. He quietly moved his wrists and found that the belt was tied unexpectedly tight.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Zhizhi, what does this mean?"

Liang Zhixia fiddled with the arms of the man in front of him to make sure that he couldn't break free from the belt. He raised his eyes slightly and said, "You like to move around too much, so I have to tie you up."

He was tired of sitting, so he lay on Lu Quan's body, his lips pressed tightly against his Adam's apple, and stretched out his soft tongue tip to lick and bite tentatively, but this Adam's apple seemed to be determined to go against him, always rolling up and down.

He narrowed his eyes, fiercely pressed down the running Adam's apple, opened his mouth to hold it, and then licked it heavily with the tip of his tongue.

Lu Quan panted softly, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily and hit Zhizhi's teeth. It was a little painful, but very pleasant.

He panted, his voice hoarse: "Zhizhi, take another bite, okay?"

Liang Zhixia rested her hands on her hard chest muscles, tilted her head, and looked confused: "Why?"

Lu Quan frowned, his voice hoarse like a traveler in the desert: "Zhizhi, don't you want to leave your mark on me? Prove that I am yours."

"Are you mine?" Liang Zhixia murmured, her clear eyes fell on the man, her fingertips stroking the teeth marks on her abdominal muscles that had not yet disappeared, "Okay."

So he lowered his head and bit it, grinding his Adam's apple between his teeth, leaving a tooth mark on it, raised his head and then lowered his head to kiss it, his eyebrows raised: "Mine."

Lu Quan suppressed his desire, veins bulged on his arms and neck, and the belt made a tearing sound, but his expression was calm, and he rested his head against Zhizhi's shoulder: "Yes, it's yours."

The tip of his nose touched Zhizhi's soft skin. He opened his mouth and slowly rubbed the white skin with his teeth. A fresh fragrance rushed into his nose. He licked the skin obsessively and hard, and soon the skin turned red.

Liang Zhixia pinched his face and leaned over to lick his lips like a puppy. They were soft and cool.

The soft tip of his tongue went into Lu Quan's mouth. He was about to teach him by example, but he was bitten by the other party. He frowned slightly, his eyes turned red, and his voice was vague: "It hurts."

Lu Quan hooked his tongue, as if he had been thirsty for many days, and frantically absorbed the liquid in Zhizhi's mouth.

Liang Zhixia's tongue tip was sour, and he could hardly feel the existence of his tongue, as if it had been eaten by the person in front of him. He whimpered and wanted to escape. Just as he stretched out his hand to push the other party, his fingers were intertwined.

The man had untied his belt at some point, and his big hands lifted the corner of his shirt and came in. His hot fingertips brushed across his skin, causing him to shudder.

After a moment, the kiss was no longer reckless, but filled with tenderness and tenderness.

When they separated, Liang Zhixia was so tired that she couldn't even retract her tongue, and it lay powerlessly on her red lips.

Lu Quan was jealous, and lowered his head to suck on the soft tip of his tongue, but was blocked by a hand halfway.

Liang Zhixia moved his butt, reached out to cover the other's mouth and said, "No more kissing, no more kissing, I have nothing to teach you."

He rubbed Lu Quan's pants and slowly backed away. This man was so scary that he almost ate his tongue.

But just as the tip of his butt left the other's legs, he was hugged back.

With a snap, the tip of his butt was slapped.

Tears instantly filled his eyes, and he bit his lip and accused: "Bad guy!"

The warm palm was placed behind his head, and the two of them were very close. The tip of his nose was lingering with the smell of woody agarwood and the faint fragrance that lingered around.

Lu Quan lowered his head to lick Zhizhi's tears, swallowed them into his throat, and a hot kiss fell on the trembling long eyelashes, covering the person in front of him with his breath.

Liang Zhixia was really too tired, and his body leaned softly in Lu Quan's arms, but there was always something poking him.

He touched and scratched randomly, and heard a soft hiss from above his head, and Lu Quan's hoarse and trembling voice: "Little bad guy."

Then the next second, the little bad guy fell into Lu Quan's arms, snoring, and fell asleep.

Lu Quan panted, took deep breaths, hugged Zhizhi, and rested his forehead on his shoulder, smelling the fragrance, and slowly calmed his desire.

When he calmed down completely, he lifted the person up with his arms and carried him to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The little rascal turned over consciously, curled his fingers, and bent his body sideways. This was a typical insecurity.

Seeing this scene, Lu Quan's heart seemed to be pierced by something, and the pain made him almost breathless.

He stood by the bed and watched for a long time before going to the bathroom, wet a towel with warm water, and walked back to the bed to help Zhizhi wipe her body.

Then he went to the bathroom to take a simple shower, and the water droplets flowed along the jawline to his chest.

He stood in front of the mirror, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes swept over his body. His chest was full of red marks, and his abdominal muscles were full of teeth marks.

Going up again... He raised his head, revealing a sharp jawline, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and a bloody tooth mark broke into his sight.

His bony fingers stroked the tooth mark, and he covered his face and laughed softly. These were all "evidence."

He walked out of the bathroom, got on the bed, hugged Zhizhi who was sleeping soundly, lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, without any love or desire, just a very gentle kiss.

The next morning.

Liang Zhixia opened his eyes slowly and with difficulty, and closed them again the next second.

His eyelids were heavy, his eyes were sore, his lips and tongue were very painful, and his whole body was in pain.

He took a long time to open his eyes, slowly sat up, covered his aching head, turned his eyes around, and was shocked. This was not his room.

What happened last night?

Since he had never touched alcohol except that time when he was a child, he didn't know that he would lose his memory after being drunk.

Suddenly, he recalled where the pain was.

It seemed to be in the buttocks.

His body was stiff, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly reached behind him. As soon as his fingertips touched, he felt a pain.

It's not what he thought, right?

He stiffly lifted the quilt, his pupils constricted, and then covered the quilt again.

The body under the quilt was not naked.

He suddenly turned his head to look at the place next to him. The pillow and mattress were obviously sunken, proving that someone slept next to his bed last night.

He bit his lip and hissed softly. His fingertips trembled and touched his lips. They were swollen, even the tip of his tongue was swollen.

Just as his consciousness was gradually confused, the bedroom door opened from the outside.

Then he saw... Lu Quan walked in.

Huh? ? ?

"Lu Quan?" He couldn't help but shout out, "Why are you here?"

The smile on Lu Quan's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Zhizhi, don't you remember what happened last night?"

The boy's eyes were confused, and he didn't look like he was acting.

Liang Zhixia's eyes fell on Lu Quan and asked carefully: "What happened last night?"

Lu Quan's mouth curled slightly, walked to the bed, knelt on one knee on the bed, and lifted his clothes at lightning speed.

Liang Zhixia closed her eyes when he lifted his clothes, and asked anxiously: "Lu Quan, what are you doing?"

Lu Quan raised his eyebrows and said in a light tone: "Zhizhi, don't you want to know what happened last night? I'll show you."

See?

Liang Zhixia slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the teeth marks on Lu Quan's abdominal muscles, his light brown eyes unconsciously widened, and he stammered: "What... does this... mean?"

The next second, his fingers were grabbed by Lu Quan and forced to touch his abdominal muscles.

When his slightly cool fingertips touched the hot abdominal muscles, he couldn't help but curl his fingers, and his voice trembled: "What are you doing? Lu Quan."

Lu Quan's voice was low: "Zhizhi, don't you feel familiar? These are all left by you."

"Me?" Liang Zhixia's mind was blank, he didn't remember anything, and he tried, "You lied to me, didn't you?"

Lu Quan narrowed his black eyes slightly, and there was a hint of unpleasantness in his voice: "Zhizhi, do you think I will let others touch me?"

"..."

This is indeed not the case.

He retracted his hand, his slender fingers tightly grasped the quilt, lowered his head, secretly observed Lu Quan's expression, then moved his eyes away and fell on those horrible abdominal muscles. Some of the teeth marks were even purple, and you can imagine how hard the person bit down.

Then he moved his eyes upwards and paused. There was also a purple tooth mark on Lu Quan's Adam's apple.

Did he really do all this?

He was drunk and acted crazy towards Lu Quan? ! ! !

He still didn't quite believe that he would do such a thing. It must be that Lu Quan lied to him!

At this moment, Lu Quan said, "Zhizhi, don't you believe it? Zhizhi, remember I told you that there are surveillance cameras everywhere in my house. We can start from the first surveillance video and watch it together."

Liang Zhixia nodded. He still wanted to know what happened last night.

As soon as the surveillance was turned on, he saw that his hand was placed where it shouldn't be, and he pinched it with his hand. Those teeth marks seemed to be bitten by him.

He suddenly turned off the computer, with a wooden face, pretending to be calm: "Okay, don't watch it."

He looked very calm on the surface, but in fact he was screaming in his heart. How could he do such a thing? Is it because he always wanted Lu Quan to be his nude model?

But what's more tragic is that he didn't even remember the feeling of last night.

It's a big loss.

He secretly looked at Lu Quan who was "harmed" by him, but saw a smile on his face.

When he noticed his sight, Lu Quan came in front of him again, and the Adam's apple with the teeth marks kept shaking in front of him.

Lu Quan: "Zhizhi, what are you going to do now?"

He said in confusion, then said "Yes, I will transfer the medical expenses to you. I am really sorry. I will never drink again!"

He almost raised his hand to swear.

But Lu Quan curled his lips, rubbed his wrist with his fingertips, and whispered: "Zhizhi, I don't want medical expenses."

The wrist bone that was rubbed was a little hot and hot. He struggled gently, and suddenly had a bad feeling. He swallowed his saliva, gulped, and his voice was dry: "Then what do you want?"

Lu Quan: "Zhizhi has to be responsible for me. I have given you my innocence. No one will want me anymore."

"..."

Liang Zhixia never expected Lu Quan to say such a thing, but he vaguely felt that this was indeed what Lu Quan could say.

But when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong. Shouldn't he be the one who suffered?

This sentence was said carelessly, and then he heard Lu Quan chuckled: "Then I will be responsible for Zhizhi."

"..."

He twisted his fingertips and covered the lower half of his face with the quilt: "I don't want you to be responsible. I told you that I don't like boys."

Lu Quan's tongue tip pressed against his upper palate, his eyes deep, and whispered: "No, Zhizhi can only like me."

Liang Zhixia was forced to lean against the head of the bed, holding the corner of the quilt in his hand, his eyes closed, and his expression tense.

Lu Quan exhaled a breath of turbid air, let go of his hand, turned over and got out of bed, and said with a smile: "Okay, Zhizhi and I were just joking, nothing happened last night."

Eh?

Liang Zhixia looked at Lu Quan in surprise. Lu Quan pointed at the bruises on his body and curled his lips and said, "I did want to do something to Zhizhi, but you, the little bad boy, fell asleep. However, I did take off your clothes and wipe your body."

Liang Zhixia blushed and pursed her lips and said, "Thank you."

After Lu Quan left the room, he found his cell phone on the bedside table, which had run out of power and turned off.

After charging it, it showed the current time, which was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

He walked to the bathroom wrapped in a bed sheet, washed his body carefully, looked left and right, and put on the bathrobe in the bathroom.

The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of wood and agarwood.

This bathrobe should belong to Lu Quan.

He opened the door, stuck his head out, and when he didn't see Lu Quan, he quickly ran into his room.

After changing his clothes, he took his cell phone downstairs.

Downstairs, a bowl of steaming pumpkin porridge was placed on the dining table.

Lu Quan, who was sitting on a chair, heard footsteps, turned around, and waved at him: "Zhizhi, come and eat."

He walked over, his stomach made a gurgling sound, he pursed his lips, but his ears gradually became red.

The pumpkin porridge in the bowl was soft, sweet, and he scooped it up with a spoon, blew it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After the warm porridge went down his stomach, his stomach suddenly became warm, and he squinted his eyes with pleasure.

"Is it delicious?"

Lu Quan suddenly asked.

He swallowed the pumpkin porridge in his mouth and nodded: "Delicious."

Lu Quan supported his chin with a smile on his face: "It seems that I cooked it successfully this time."

"Did you cook it?"

Liang Zhixia was surprised. He still remembered the breakfast photo that L sent him.

He looked up at Lu Quan and noticed the red marks on his wrists. He looked puzzled. Was this also caused by cooking porridge?

Lu Quan noticed his gaze, shook his wrist, and said slowly: "You tied my hands with a belt."

"!!!"

Liang Zhixia suddenly felt that the porridge in his mouth was a little hard to swallow. Lu Quan was bullied by him so badly.

So in order to make up for the harm to Lu Quan, after drinking the porridge, he volunteered to help Lu Quan apply the medicine.

There was white plaster on his slender fingertips. He lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine on the wounds, and whispered: "If it hurts, tell me."

Lu Quan was naked, leaning lazily on the sofa, supporting his head, and casually responded: "Okay."

Finally, after applying the tooth marks on his Adam's apple, Liang Zhixia exhaled, and his fingertips trembled slightly. He really bit it many times.

Lu Quan took out a tissue and slowly helped Zhizhi wipe the fingertips stained with plaster.

Then he took out two things from the drawer next to him and handed them to him.

Liang Zhixia saw the two things clearly, his pupils trembled, and he reached out to take the yellowed photo.

This photo is... a photo of him and his grandparents.

Looking at the two elderly people who are still quite young, he looked at Lu Quan with tears in his eyes: "Did you get this from Ji Chaohao?" Lu Quan

stretched out his fingers, wiped his tears, and whispered: "Yes, I got it for you."

Liang Zhixia knelt on the sofa, pressed the photo to his chest, and said solemnly with a nasal tone in his voice: "Thank you." "

You're welcome." Lu Quan chuckled, "These are also my grandparents."

Liang Zhixia snorted: "They are not your grandparents, they are mine."

Lu Quan looked at Zhizhi's smile, pinched his face, and whispered: "They are my grandparents."

The two debated around this topic for half an hour.

In the end, Liang Zhixia was pressed on the sofa by Lu Quan, ending the debate.

He sat up, sorted out his messy hair, and asked curiously: "What are these?"

Lu Quan inserted the card into the computer, and after a moment, the screen showed the picture.

It was Ji Chaohao and Huangmao squatting or kneeling on the ground, fingering the spray ribbon on the carpet with their fingers.

As the voice became louder, he could still hear the two people talking.

"Liang Zhixia is a good person, kind-hearted, helpful, and excellent in both character and study."

"Liang Zhixia is good-looking, kind-hearted, good-natured, noble-minded, and good-looking..."

After Lu Quan explained to him, Liang Zhixia muttered, "These compliments...are so plain."

Lu Quan: "Who made them uneducated?"

Because he was drunk and missed what happened later, Lu Quan skipped some of the unspeakable violent executions and simply told the following things.

Liang Zhixia realized it later and said, "What about them now?"

Lu Quan: "They originally planned to let you pay, but I broke in and disrupted their plan. As a result, they had no money to pay the bill, and were sent to the police station by the hotel owner."

Hearing this news, he smiled and said, "Then you did a good thing for this place."

Unknowingly, it was dark outside.

The nanny was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Liang Zhixia, wearing soft slippers, ran over to open the door.

When he saw the people standing outside, he gripped the door frame with his fingers and said in a cold voice: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Mi looked at him calmly: "We are looking for Mr. Lu."

Liang Zhixia: "What are you looking for him for?"

There was warmth on her back, and Lu Quan's voice.

"Come out?"

Ji Chaohao, who was standing behind Zhang Mi, clenched his fists tightly, and his nails made a bloody crescent mark on the palm of his hand.

Zhang Mi: "Xiao Hao has already known his mistake, and I have given him the photo. Can you let him go?"

Lu Quan hugged Zhizhi, who was pursing her lips in front of him, and leaned over and said: "Zhizhi, do you want to let him go? The decision is in your hands."

Liang Zhixia opened her lips slightly, and said slowly and firmly: "Impossible, I will never let him go, nor will I forgive you. He is already seventeen years old and must be responsible for what he did."

A gust of wind blew, and Zhang Mi's hair was blown away. She looked up at Liang Zhixia standing under the light, while she stood in the cold night.

This scene seemed to be the reverse of the scene that year.

The other person was still standing under the light, but it was not a cold and pale light, but a warm light with the smell of home.

She knew that she would lose the son in front of her forever.

And this Mr. Lu would not let her son go.

She looked up and asked, "If I had lent you the money back then, would you have let Xiaohao go?"

Liang Zhixia lowered her eyes with a cold expression: "No ifs."

Lu Quan touched his cold fingers, coaxed him into the house in a low voice.

He stood in front of the door with a cold expression: "Goodbye, I won't see you off."

Zhang Mi turned and left, but Ji Chaohao rushed to Lu Quan, hoarsely, and smiled maliciously: "Do you know? My cheap brother is a pervert who likes men."

He thought he would see Lu Quan's shocked and disgusted expression, but he only heard the other party say something ambiguous.

"Ah, that's great."

"Thank you for telling me about this."