In the Grip of a Dream Weaver Chapter 2

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan?"

After making sure that the boy was really asleep, Alexander Wei reached out his hand, smiled slightly, carried him to the bed and pulled down his pants.

The sports student who had taken a half-year leave of absence and delayed enrollment for two months without being expelled had a pair of beautiful and powerful legs. Each smooth muscle line showed how developed the strength was, but because he was still a teenager, the lines were not so ferocious and obvious, but full of youthful breath. He was still wearing white socks with printed stripes that he bought three pairs for five yuan at a street stall, and they had already turned yellow from washing.

Alexander Wei's hands slowly stroked his legs, touching every inch of his bones, before completely pulling off his pants and pushing open his shirt instead.

Under the T-shirt are young abdominal muscles, and the bulge of the chest cavity is not particularly obvious but has already formed some shape. Two cinnamon-colored nipples are faintly visible under the messy folds of the clothes.

The energetic and hot body lay unconsciously on the bed, with black and white canvas shoes and pure white socks on his feet, his wheat-colored thighs bare, and his somewhat worn-out cotton boxer briefs that were a little small, covering the athlete's exceptionally developed and perky B*tt0cks.

"Hmm... uh, uh, that's weird..."

A hand was squeezed into the fabric that didn't fit the body to begin with, making it even smaller. Even the pubic hair was squeezed out, like a mess of weeds. The treasure hidden inside was forcibly pulled out, and the thin crotch bulged and flattened, as if there was a plastic toy hidden in it that was being squeezed.

The young body quickly became hot. Compared to Liam Wei's delicate and soft body, this big boy who had suffered a lot had even his inner thighs rubbed hard by exercise, but the male symbol was still incredibly soft and fragile. Even after it became hard and swollen, it was still a plaything in the hands of adults: "Ah, ah, don't,"

Mason Zhuang was only in a secondary subconscious state. He didn't know what he wanted or what he didn't want. His two young thighs could only close subconsciously and then spread apart weakly.

The calves, tanned to a chocolate brown, bounced restlessly, beads of sweat sticking out from the dense sweat hairs, reflecting the light, making the skin firm and beautiful, with a youthful vibe that was different from Liam Wei's fair and healthy complexion.

Content is not finished yet, continue reading on the next page It's really beautiful. Alexander Wei admired it in his heart, but he didn't continue. Instead, he stopped dreaming. Of course, delicious food should be enjoyed with a full meal. He has already located Mason Zhuang's position.

"My dear, there is only one place that is safe..."

At the same time, Mason Zhuang woke up in a daze and found that he had fallen in the alley without knowing when. He turned around and found that several big men had chased him.

"...Look, there he is!"

"Don't run, stop!"

Only a fool would listen to them. Mason Zhuang sneered, quickly forgot about the inexplicable dream, and ran in an unfamiliar direction. These hooligans were just hanging out in this area, and they were also familiar with the road he was familiar with, so it would be better to take a road that they were not familiar with.

He had no idea that he was being hinted to a dangerous place - the red light district.

When Alexander Wei arrived, Mason Zhuang was hiding in the bathroom of a karaoke club and was about to be found by the debt collectors.

When the door was opened, the tall boy still had a cold expression on his face, his lips pursed, and his hands holding the handrail tightly.

He looked around Alexander Wei and confirmed that there was no one else before he asked, "Who are you?"

Liam Wei was considered tall among his peers, and the young man in front of him was more than a head taller than Liam Wei. If it weren't for the subtle ambition in his face, it would probably be more appropriate to call him a young man.

He was not as obedient as in the dream. The look in his eyes when he looked at Alexander Wei only expressed the four words "leave quickly".

Content not yet finished, continue reading on the next page Before he really closed the door, Alexander Wei reached out and pressed it, and while Mason Zhuang's pupils visibly contracted, he forcibly pushed the door towards him and walked in.

"I'm Alexander Wei."

This name was not very familiar, and it took Mason Zhuang a while to recall it from his memory.

But are all the class teachers nowadays so... responsible?

Alexander Wei looked around the bathroom and had to admit that Mason Zhuang was not as reckless as he looked, as he found such a shelter so quickly in such an urgent situation. Instead, he was quite smart.

Children from poor families have to grow up early.

Although he felt this way, Alexander Wei did not feel the slightest bit guilty about what he was going to do next, and he made his decision directly: "Follow me."

Mason Zhuang's original scrutinizing gaze suddenly retracted and turned into alertness.

Even if he really is his homeroom teacher, now he wants him to follow him... to an unknown place?

"Why?" Mason Zhuang staggered out as he was dragged away. He shook his hands, trying to get Alexander Wei to let him go.

Alexander Wei didn't let go. The defiant young man raised his fist, but Alexander Wei didn't even blink:

"beat."

To be continued, read on the next page. Mason Zhuang took a deep breath, and his fist was full of wind. He stopped when he hit Alexander Wei's cheek, turned around and was dragged away: "You are so cruel."

He had just collected enough money to pay for his mother's medical expenses this month and his own tuition for this semester. He hadn't had a full meal in several days, and he didn't have the strength to do anything even if he was really beaten.

Even if he was once a bully in a small neighborhood, he would have fallen on hard times. Moreover, as the boss, he was too embarrassed to ask his younger brother for money...

After walking a few steps, he covered his stomach, which was rumbling.

Alexander Wei looked over, but he turned his head away, not wanting the other person to see his expression: "I didn't eat today..."

Alexander Wei was slightly stunned.

It’s not that he has never seen the sufferings of the world, it’s just that he lacks empathy and is naturally cold-blooded.

But this child was the same age as his student, Liam Wei. Even if he didn't love Liam Wei from the bottom of his heart, at least Liam Wei had never been hungry in his hands...

"Let's go, the teacher will take you to eat."

...

After finishing the meal, the dark-skinned boy who had been resisting no longer showed his aggressive attitude.

Content not yet finished, continue reading on the next page. He just kept peeking at the person who was pulling his arm, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he had to tell the other person his address and was sent back home.

"Teacher..." The chocolate-skinned boy looked embarrassed. Alexander Wei looked at him. He lowered his head and took a deep breath. He could almost see the shape of his back muscles tensing up. "I will pay you back for the meal."

"The cost of the meal is not important."

"Why would you go to a place like that?"

That kind of place? After realizing it, Mason Zhuang's face flushed.

The boy's shame and pride prevented him from telling the truth, so he turned away and said, "I'm poor and I work part-time."

"Work?" Alexander Wei deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, his eyes turned cold, "Work in the red light district, what do you do, be a Wh0re?"

"You..." Mason Zhuang raised his head to refute, but Alexander Wei pulled out banknotes one by one and threw them at his face. Mason Zhuang had to turn his head to avoid them. The colorful banknotes silently fell on his body, making the young and thin boy look dirty.

His face was red to the roots of his ears. He wanted to argue when the money was slapped on his body, but he was grabbed by the arm and fell on the sofa. He was dragged and staggered to the position of his B*tt0cks facing up: "Ah... what are you doing..."

"You can sell yourself out just for money? I think you need to know what that place is."