After adjusting his posture and taking several pictures, Bian Er sat up, his cheeks burning. He chose one picture and quickly sent it to m with his hot hands.

The phone screen lit up again.

Lian Jichuan calmly clicked on his phone.

In the picture, the girl was lying on a deep blue solid-color bed sheet, revealing a section of her narrow and soft waist. On her waist, not only was the pearl waist chain he had sent neatly worn, but there was also a bright red m written on the left side of her waist, and cool, milky white liquid was scattered irregularly on her waist and abdomen, inevitably arousing a desire to suck and lick.

Lian Jichuan’s finger swiped across the screen, his expression calm as he flipped through the previous pictures.

Each one was taken according to his instructions in a very well-behaved manner. Moreover, from the composition and lighting, a message could be derived: it wasn’t just a random picture, but a very serious picture taken according to his orders, and then the most perfect one was selected to send to him.

The anxiety and restlessness in his heart dissipated in an instant. M slowly typed.

m: [Can you keep wearing the waist chain until you go to sleep?]

Xiao Pangxieya: [But I have to go out this afternoon]

m: [So you can’t wear it?]

He couldn’t see m’s expression, but sometimes words also had warmth. Bian Er could almost imagine m’s lips tightening, his voice faintly uneasy.

Xiao Pangxieya: [Of course I can]

m: [Good boy]

Good boy? I’m clearly older than you, I’m your senior, but it has to be said, seeing m’s message, Bian Er could almost imagine him using a deep voice to coax him.

Bian Er had a dinner date with Gu Mi tonight, and they would go shopping and buy some autumn clothes. He and m would send each other messages when they had time. m naturally knew about Bian Er’s plans for tonight, to have dinner and go shopping with his good friend from high school.

When Gu Mi went to the fitting room to try on clothes, Bian Er opened his phone and saw a new message from m a short while later.

m: [Did you take off the waist chain?]

Xiao Pangxieya: [Of course not]

Xiao Pangxieya: [Didn’t I promise you I would wear it all night?]

m: [I want to check]

Bian Er’s breathing became slightly rapid, [m, I’m in a crowded mall now, how can I let you check?]

m: [The fitting room or the bathroom, you can choose whichever you want]

Actually, there was no choice for me.

“Bian Er, does it look good?” Gu Mi walked out of the fitting room wearing a light purple long-sleeved satin dress, and turned around in front of him, asking.

Bian Er carefully looked at her and said sincerely, “It’s prettier than the green one you tried on earlier. It makes you look whiter.”

Gu Mi hesitated for a while, finally bought the light purple dress, and walked out of the clothing store with the bag. Bian Er went to the mall bathroom under the pretense of wanting to use the toilet.

The cleaning lady in the mall bathroom cleaned frequently and placed scented diffusers on the washbasin, so there was no smell at all.

Bian Er chose a bathroom, locked the door, lifted the hem of his sweatshirt, and took a picture of his side waist. Then he cut off the exposed waistband of his sweatpants, and Bian Er sent the picture to m.

m almost replied instantly, [So good]

At nine o’clock, Bian Er said goodbye to Gu Mi and returned to school.

Bian Er took his clothes to the bathroom to shower. The pearl waist chain was adorned with sequins and tassels. The longest tassel was about an inch and a half long. If the waist chain was tied too loosely, even if Bian Er wore a long sweatshirt, the tassels would still be visible.

So Bian Er fastened the pearl waist chain very tightly. On the subway back to school, the carriage was crowded, almost shoulder to shoulder. The waist chain tightly pressed against his flesh. Bian Er didn’t feel pain, but he could see the red marks left on his waist.

After showering, the marks left by the pearls faded a little, but they hadn’t completely disappeared.

Because Song Yongzhao and Cheng Xu had already returned to the dorm, Bian Er pulled the curtains and took a picture and sent it to m.

Xiao Pangxieya: [m, I’ve been wearing the waist chain all afternoon, and it’s left marks on my waist]

m: [It will disappear soon]

Bian Er directly stated his request, [m, I’ve been very good today, right? Can I have a reward today?]

After a while, m replied, [You can]

Bian Er immediately perked up. He sat up straight, his eyes shining as he typed, [Can you send me a picture of your hand?]

m: [A picture of my hand? I thought, according to your personality, you would ask me to send you a picture of my abs or something lower]

Bian Er was shocked to see the last line of text. What kind of impression did he have in m’s mind? Was he that kind of person?

Bian Er wanted to salvage some impression points, [A picture of your hand is fine]

m: [Picture]

Seeing a hand photo appear on the screen, Bian Er almost couldn’t wait to enlarge the picture, but his eyes stayed on it for a few seconds before he felt something was wrong.

The hand on the screen had no composition, it was directly placed on a wooden table. The picture was taken from the wrist towards the fingers. This dead shooting angle usually makes the fingers look very short. The photo m sent, although it didn’t make his fingers look short, they weren’t long either. Moreover, it made the bones on the back of his hand look very prominent.

What kind of straight male photography, it didn’t look like his hand at all.

Xiao Pangxieya: [m, can you retake it? Don’t shoot from the wrist forward, you can shoot from above, looking down]

Besides, this photo, due to the angle, although it was still good, it was far from the perfect hand in his memory.

m: [Xiao Pangxieya, you didn’t specify the angle of the photo at the beginning. I’ve already given you your reward for today.]

Bian Er: “…”

Xiao Pangxieya: [Can’t you give me a little more?]

Xiao Pangxieya: [Little cat pouting jpg]

m: [No]

Bian Er: “…”

m: [I need to write my paper, I’m not chatting anymore]

Bian Er: “…”

Because he was a little unhappy, Bian Er decided not to reply to m’s message for now. He leaned back on the bed, skillfully climbed onto a certain website, and chose a novel to pass the time.

After eleven o’clock, Bian Er was ready to go to sleep. A message flashed across the top of the screen.

m: [Are you asleep?]

Xiao Pangxieya: [Not yet]

m: [When are you going to sleep?]

Bian Er: [I’m going to sleep now]

m: [Good night]

Xiao Pangxieya: [Lina Bell lying in bed saying good night jpg]

Because National Day was coming soon, this week was a holiday. There would be classes on Sunday. By Wednesday afternoon, school would be on holiday for National Day.

Bian Er couldn’t buy a ticket to go home on the 30th, so he took the noon train home on the 1st.

Bian Er’s home was only 300 kilometers away from Haishi, and the high-speed train only took two hours. It was the provincial capital of the province next to Haishi.

When he got home, it was only a little past three o’clock in the afternoon. Bian Er’s parents weren’t home. Bian Er’s mother was a well-known TV host and program supervisor. She would also need to work overtime on national statutory holidays. Bian Er’s stepfather was a senior partner at a certain accounting firm. Today, there was a sudden accident at the company, so he was working overtime.

Returning to his empty house, Bian Er sent a message to m.

Xiao Pangxieya: [I’m home]

Bian Er put his backpack on the desk, washed his hands, and returned to his room. m hadn’t sent a message yet. Bian Er pulled open the white curtains of the French window and took a picture of the view outside the window and sent it to m.

Xiao Pangxieya: [This is the view outside my room window. Isn’t it beautiful?]

Bian Er’s apartment wasn’t very high, but because there were many three- or four-story villas or stacked villas nearby, and further ahead was the Central Park, there were no high-rise buildings blocking the view outside his room. The view was extremely beautiful and expansive.

After playing with his phone for a while, Bian Er finally received a message from m.

m: [The view outside your room window is very beautiful]

m: [But I’m more curious about what your room looks like]

Bian Er blinked. Did he want to know what his room looked like because he wanted to know him better?

Bian Er glanced around the room. His room didn’t have a strong masculine vibe, and it didn’t even have a strong sense of life. Because the house was purchased by his mother and stepfather after he graduated from college, he hadn’t lived in it for very long.

The walls were painted in a milky white, and there was a matching wardrobe on one wall. Next to the wardrobe was a white chest of drawers, which held some books and small objects. Next to the chest of drawers was a pure white desk and a 1.5-meter bed.

However, the ergonomic chair was black, the desk pad was also black, and the bed sheet the cleaning lady had put on was also black.

Bian Er’s room didn’t have a strong masculine vibe, but it wasn’t a girl’s room either.

It seemed that he hadn’t received Bian Er’s message for a while, m sent another message, [Can’t you let me see?]

Bian Er didn’t reply to m’s message. He hurriedly opened the wardrobe and took out a few fluffy toys from the storage box at the bottom and threw them on the bed. Then he quickly threw the gray men’s schoolbag hanging on the back of the ergonomic chair into the wardrobe.

After doing this, Bian Er glanced around his room, stood at the door, and took a picture and sent it to m.

Xiao Pangxieya: [m, this is my room]

m: [It’s very clean]

Xiao Pangxieya: [Samoyed sticking out its tongue jpg]

m: [Is your school uniform still there?]

Xiao Pangxieya: [My high school uniform?]

m: [Yes]

Xiao Pangxieya: [It is]

m: [Put it on, let me see]

Xiao Pangxieya: [What’s so good about a high school uniform, m? Our school uniforms are wide and big, they’re not handsome at all]

m: [I want to see]

These days, Bian Er still chatted with m from time to time, but m was very busy these days, and he didn’t reply to messages promptly. Their relationship hadn’t progressed much. Now that he had made a request, Bian Er naturally had to fulfill it.

He opened the wardrobe and took out his high school uniform.

Their uniforms were the most common blue and white sports uniforms in the country. They were the same for boys and girls. Except for the size, there was no difference.