Oz's voice was calm, with a commanding tone.
It wasn't about asking Wen Qing if he wanted to go out to eat, but asking him to go out.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and looked up at the bedroom door.
"Knock, knock, knock--" Oz knocked on the door again.
This time the knock on the door was stronger than before, and the wooden door seemed to vibrate slightly.
Wen Qing sat up from the bed.
"You're not coming out to let me in?" said Oz.
Hearing this, Wen Qing immediately stood up and walked to the door in slippers.
He took a deep breath and opened the door.
Oz stood outside the door, his face slightly gloomy and his eyes full of annoyance, which was very different from a few hours ago.
Something is indeed wrong.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm really not hungry."
Oz didn't say anything, he just hugged him.
Wen Qing's body stiffened, and the big hand behind him pressed lightly.
He stumbled forward a step and was held tightly to his chest by Oz.
Wen Qing's mouth and nose were filled with the scent of Oz, and her ears could hear the irregular heartbeat of Oz.
Oz's heart was beating very fast, almost abnormally fast.
Wen Qing's fingertips paused, and the next second, he felt Oz lower his head and touch his hair.
The breath blows through the hair and blows on the face
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly. No, Oz was not touching his hair.
But smelling him.
Oz smelled the fragrance on him, and the anxiety and anger in his heart gradually subsided.
He lowered his eyes and gently stroked Wen Qing's back with his fingertips, and noticed that Wen Qing's body was extremely stiff.
Oz loosened his hand, ruffled Wen Qing's hair, and said, "Go stay on the sofa."
Oz's voice was a little hoarse. Wen Qing didn't dare to disobey and walked to the sofa and sat down obediently.
As soon as he sat down, the long shirt he was wearing seemed a little short, barely covering the base of his thighs. And because he was not wearing pants, Wen Qing always felt cold and insecure.
He picked up another pillow and covered his legs with it.
Oz looked at him quietly without stopping him.
His eyes moved slowly upwards from Wen Qing's white and tender toes. The hem of the shirt was shortest on the side of the leg, and the white fabric underneath the shirt could be vaguely seen.
Wen Qing was wearing his clothes and sitting next to him.
Oz's nostrils twitched slightly, sniffing the air.
The sweet scent of Wen Qing intertwined with his own, giving him the illusion that Wen Qing belonged to him alone.
Watching Wen Qing's every move, expression and words, Oz's heart became slightly calmer.
Wen Qing felt Oz's gaze and flexed his fingers, not daring to move.
He lowered his head and saw a bottle of milk right under his eyes.
The bottle cap has been unscrewed.
Wen Qing took it and thanked him in a low voice out of habit.
"Thanks."
Hearing his soft voice, Oz lifted his eyelids and said directly: "Except for special circumstances, you have been within my sight for the past two days."
Wen Qing paused as he opened the milk.
Oz didn’t hide anything and explained directly: “This game had a great impact on me.”
"I underestimated this game."
“Once desire arises, there is no way to satisfy it.”
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he tilted his head to look at Oz.
Oz stared at him and continued, "At first I thought I would be happy if I found you."
"But now I want to look at you, want to smell you."
Wen Qing held the milk tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.
He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was two o'clock in the afternoon.
Only half a day has passed, what should I do with the remaining day and a half?
Is Oz going to become more and more perverted?
Wen Qing nervously took a sip of milk, and two drops got on his lips, which he licked unconsciously.
Oz watched his little movements with deep eyes.
In the blink of an eye, he wanted more.
Oz came forward, licked Wen Qing's lips, and whispered, "You shouldn't be given milk."
Wen Qing didn't dare to move, fearing that Oz would do something more extreme because of her resistance, so she had to let Oz lick her.
Not kissing him, but licking his lips like a big cat, sucking them gently from time to time.
Wen Qing had the illusion that he was being tasted, and became even more nervous.
Os licked his lips, watching them turn red, slightly swollen, and shiny, reflecting an alluring luster under the light.
It's not enough.
It is far from enough.
"Wen Qing." Oz shouted.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and she looked up at him.
Oz stared at him straight in the eyes: "Like me soon."
"I want to fuck you."
Wen Qing put down the milk in her hand silently, thinking that Oz must have no experience in love.
A normal person wouldn’t even have time to run after hearing the second half of the sentence.
Just as he was thinking about it, Oz suddenly stood up and walked straight to the door.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look over, only to see Oz open the door. There was another tall man standing outside the door, and the scar on his face could be vaguely seen.
It’s that Dao brother.
Just before Dao Ge looked into the house, Oz closed the door and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"
Wen Qing blinked. Something must have happened that made Brother Dao come to see Oz.
He didn't dare to walk to the door to eavesdrop, so he had to move to the corner of the sofa near the door and lean out.
The people outside didn't lower their volume intentionally, so he could vaguely hear some of the conversation.
"Ivy... come here from the North..."
“Severe casualties…”
"There is no other way. You have to come forward..."
…………
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched. Is Ji Junfeng coming?
Ordinary players can’t beat Ji Junfeng, so Oz needs to step in?
"Know……"
"Half...Zhouzhou..."
"...talk...don't look."
As I was listening, the sound outside the door suddenly disappeared.
Wen Qing quickly sat up straight, and with a click, the door opened.
He tilted his head to look over.
Brother Dao stood outside the door, with his head lowered, not daring to look inside.
Oz walked straight to Wen Qing and said, "I'm going out for a while."
"Ji Junfeng is here."
Wen Qing pinched his palm and nodded slowly.
Oz looked at his docile appearance, lowered his eyes, and hid the emotions in his eyes: "You stay here obediently."
Wen Qing lowered his head and hummed.
Then he saw Oz kneeling on one knee in front of him and grabbing his feet.
Wen Qing subconsciously shrank back. Oz held his ankle and said calmly, "I'm worried if you stay alone."
After he finished speaking, he saw that Oz had a golden chain in his hand, which was about ten centimeters long and very thin.
Wen Qing opened his mouth, but before he could utter the first word, Oz buckled the gold chain around his ankle.
The anklet was not heavy, but cold, and it just tied him up, without a string at the other end.
Wen Qing lowered his head and saw that the buckle of the chain had turned into a small lock the size of a fingernail, hanging on his ankle.
Oz lowered his eyes and gently fiddled with the small lock with his fingertips. He said to him, "This prop will limit your range of movement."
"See you later."
After saying that, he stood up, kissed Wen Qing's nose, then turned and walked out.
The moment the door closed, Wen Qing heard the last conversation between the two.
"Where's Zhou Zhou?"
"I went east early in the morning..."
Wen Qing lowered his head and pulled at his anklet.
Although it is very thin, there is no way to tear it apart.
He pursed his lips and watched the second hand ticking.
After waiting for enough time to make sure that Oz and Brother Dao had come downstairs, Wen Qing stood up and walked towards the door.
After taking only two steps, the chains on his feet suddenly became heavy, so heavy that he couldn't even lift his feet.
Wen Qing had no choice but to walk back. He looked down at the small lock on his foot.
Lock……
Wen Qing subconsciously raised his hand and touched his clothes. His master key...
These are not his clothes.
Wen Qing turned and ran to the bedroom. Yesterday, Oz only took away his clothes, so maybe the master key was still there.
After searching for a long time on the bathroom floor tiles, I finally found the master key near the water outlet.
Wen Qing's eyes lit up and he quickly picked it up.
The moment the master key approached the anklet, it shrank to the size of a matching lock.
Wen Qing quickly opened the lock, ran into another bedroom, opened the closet, and saw that there were no pants.
He gritted his teeth, picked up the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist, ran to the door quickly and opened it.
The moment his feet touched the ground, the corridor turned into Zhou Zhou's room.
The room was very quiet, the only sounds being the sound of his footsteps and breathing.
Although he knew Zhou Zhou was not there, Wen Qing still held his breath, tiptoed, and ran towards the door quietly.
Wen Qing didn't even think about getting a pair of Zhou Zhou's pants, and ran straight to the entrance.
He pressed the door handle and pushed the door open. As soon as he raised his foot, he saw a figure outside the door.
Oz was leaning against the wall, looking at him gravely.
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