Student leaders are awesome

Leng Ruolei's gaze drifted as Mo Feili gently rubbed his back. "Feili, has anything happened at school lately? Nobody's bothering you, has anyone?"
"Who would dare?" Mo Feili gently brushed his smooth back. "Ever since they found out you're the young master's brother, they haven't dared to ask about you, but there are still some who're not happy about it."
"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Who are they?" This was interesting. Someone actually wanted to oppose him. From childhood to adulthood, he had always been his older brother's darling, the teacher's favorite. His innate charm had captivated countless people, and no one had ever dared to challenge him.
“That’s Liu Wei from the second year, also in the student council. I heard he’s liked Ning Wuhen for a long time, but Ning Wuhen has fallen for Young Master Lei, so…”
“Is that so?” Ruo Lei smiled amusedly. “Then I’ll have to make some arrangements, so he doesn’t disappoint.”
Mo Feili didn’t dare to speak, just quietly doing what he was doing, but before he knew it, Ruo Lei pulled him into the water. His black tracksuit was soaked, tightly wrapping his perfect body.
“Come here.” Ruo Lei reached out, watching the handsome young man approach him.
He gently pinched his smooth earlobe. “Little Fei’er, any news about Zijie?”
“Young Master Lei, Fan Zijie has been living a secluded life since he arrived in America, single-mindedly trying to surpass Li in mechanical engineering. The professor has already called him the strongest student after you.”
“As expected of the person I chose. As long as he has the ability, then I will make what he wants possible for him.” A strange smile always lingered on his lips.
Mo Feili stared blankly at Ruo Lei. His long, black hair floated in the water, highlighting his fair skin and making him even more alluring. His angelic, innocent face always wore a warm smile, drawing people like moths to a flame, knowing it meant death, one after another. He gazed at Leng Ruo Lei's ethereal face, completely unaware that his wet clothes had been deftly sliced open by the young master's knife.
"So beautiful!" A heartfelt exclamation brought Mo Feili back to his senses, only then realizing he was completely naked. He lowered his head shyly: "Young Master Lei."
Leng Ruo Lei dropped the knife in his hand, pulled him into his arms, and stroked down the dark, muscular body: "So beautiful."
"Is that so? But I think Young Master Lei's body is the most beautiful," he said sincerely. Young Master Lei's body was flawless, without a single scar or blemish, like a work of art sculpted by God from the purest white jade. And what about himself? His skin was dark and rough, covered in countless tiny scars from years of martial arts training. He was merely sturdy, hardly deserving of Young Master Lei's praise of beauty.
"I know I'm beautiful, but you're not bad either," Leng Ruolei chuckled, suddenly twisting his shoulder with a sharp twist. It hurt terribly; Mo Feili's face contorted in pain, but he dared not cry out.
"Is that so? But I think Young Master Lei's body is the most beautiful," he said sincerely. Young Master Lei's body was flawless, without a single scar or blemish, like a work of art sculpted by God from the purest white jade. And himself? Dark and rough, covered in countless tiny scars from years of martial arts training. He was merely sturdy, hardly deserving of Young Master Lei's praise of beauty.
"I know I'm beautiful, but you're not bad either," Leng Ruolei chuckled, suddenly twisting his shoulder with a sharp twist. It hurt terribly; Mo Feili's face contorted in pain, but he dared not cry out.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Leng Ruolei's voice was gentle and soothing.
"It hurts a lot." Not daring to lie, Mo Feili obediently told him how he felt.
Gently releasing his hand, Leng Ruolei smiled wickedly and tenderly kissed his shoulder: "Now? Does it still hurt now?"
His voice was full of seduction.
Mo Feili was dazed: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Leng Ruolei looked at him coldly. Mo Feili had a different kind of charm in the misty air. His eyes were like autumn water, his nose was straight and delicate, and his skin was supple and elastic, all displaying a unique charm.
Leng Ruolei pulled him into his arms and kissed his lips passionately. Feeling the rare passion of Young Master Lei, Mo Feili raised his head to receive Leng Ruolei's rare kiss.
The kiss from Leng Ruolei wasn't a caress, but rather seemed tinged with punishment. The lips were fiercely and mercilessly sucked at,
and Mo Feili, unaware of the source of Leng Ruolei's displeasure, allowed him to continue kissing. A fire began to burn within him, and he involuntarily reached out to hug Leng Ruolei's waist, letting out alluring moans. The lewd sounds of their exchanging saliva made Mo Feili blush with shame.
After an unknown amount of time, Leng Ruolei finally released him, and Mo Feili slumped into Leng Ruolei's arms like a puddle of water. Dazed,
Leng Ruolei stood up somewhat irritably. He hadn't intended to touch Mo Feili, but this unexpected situation had occurred. Although Mo Feili had acted docile and endearing, he would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen again. But, should he ruin Mo Feili? How long would it take to train another trustworthy person? What should he do?
Mo Feili stared blankly at Leng Ruolei: "Young Master Lei, do you still want to take a bath?"
He instinctively sensed Leng Ruolei's agitation, but dared not ask further
. "Come on," Leng Ruolei shook his head, quietly letting Mo Feili serve him.
Lying on the large waterbed, Leng Ruolei was still troubled, unsure how to steer the situation back on track, when the door creaked open: "Leier, what are you doing?"
"Big brother!" He jumped off the bed, throwing himself into Leng Wushuang's arms: "Why are you here? Aren't you going to play with your toys?"
"He's just a toy." Leng Wushuang looked at him thoughtfully: "The same goes for Mo Feili. Don't let him cloud your judgment. I know they are both excellent, but precisely because of that, we cannot let our guard down."
"I understand, big brother." Leng Ruolei smiled: "Big brother, do you have any plans?"
“I’m going back tomorrow, but I still can’t let go of my books.” Leng Wushuang sighed deeply. “I will never allow anyone to hurt the person I love.”
Leng Ruolei nodded silently. “I understand. That’s settled then. Come on, get some sleep. You won’t be able to sleep again tomorrow.”
As soon as Leng Wushuang got into bed, he snuggled into his arms. “By the way, brother, take some medicine with you tomorrow. I’ve recently tried a new invention that should help you.”
Leng Wushuang smiled and ruffled his hair. “I know, I’ll take it with me tomorrow. Good boy, sleep well.”
The worry between Leng Ruolei’s brows deepened. Brother, brother, how can I make you happy? I will never let any sorrow creep onto your brow, and I will definitely cure your illness, even if it costs me everything.

As soon as Leng Wushuang got into bed, he snuggled into his arms: "By the way, big brother, take some medicine with you tomorrow. I recently tried a new invention that should help you."
Leng Wushuang smiled and ruffled his hair: "I know, I'll take it with me tomorrow. Sleep well, sweetie."
Leng Ruolei's brows furrowed even more deeply. Big brother, big brother, how can I make you happy? I will never let any sorrow creep onto your face, and I will definitely cure your illness, even if it costs me everything.
He reached out and hugged Leng Wushuang, burying his head deeply in her chest, softly chanting a strange language, like a gentle hymn, or an ancient incantation.
A strange tension filled the room. Mo Feili and Mo Feiyan watched all this with emotion, remaining silent for a long time: "Feili, have you learned how to serve Young Master Lei?"
Mo Feili looked at Feiyan in surprise: "Haven't we already received training?"
"No, that's not enough." Mo Feiyan said solemnly, "The master we follow is no ordinary person. What we've learned in training alone is far from sufficient. You need to learn more."
"But I don't think Young Master Lei is that picky." Mo Feili couldn't help but retort.
"That's all I have to say. Whether you want to hear it or not is up to you." Mo Feiyan didn't intend to say anything more, but simply got up and left coldly. He didn't want to disturb the young master's rare good sleep.
Although he felt very puzzled, Mo Feili didn't dare to disturb the peace of the room and followed Feiyan away.

Holding up his report card, Leng Ruolei smiled sweetly, "Wuhen, it seems you lost."
"Really?" Ning Wuhen, who was admiring his near-perfect score, snatched the report card from Leng Ruolei. A glance at it left him dumbfounded. He exclaimed in disbelief, "Perfect score! You, you, you, you actually got a perfect score!"
His loud voice immediately attracted the attention of his classmates, who gathered around. "Really? Ruolei, you really got a perfect score? Impossible! I've never heard of anyone getting a perfect score in Chinese!"
Leng Ruolei simply smiled and remained silent. His gaze swept through the crowd and landed on Ning Wuhen.
Ning Wuhen smiled. Such an outstanding person! I willingly admit defeat. You're too excellent. I love you, I'm willing to give you everything.
"Wuhen, how about we go see a movie tonight?" Leng Ruolei asked, leaning closer to Ning Wuhen.
"No problem, what do you want to watch?" Ning Wuhen asked happily, his heart filled with joy. Finally, he could be with her, even if it was only for a few hours, he was willing.
In front of the movie theater, Ning Wuhen smiled and said, "Ruolei, I heard this movie, 'No Regrets,' is pretty good. How about we watch this?"
"Whatever you want," Leng Ruolei said generously, but secretly chuckled to himself. He had already seen "No Regrets," a very intense gay film, all real. Now, he could finally devour this adorable Wuhen.
The movie had barely started when Ning Wuhen regretted it. The moans emanating from the huge screen made him restless.
"I didn't expect Wuhen to like this kind of movie," Leng Ruolei chuckled, breathing into his ear.
"No, I didn't know it was this," Ning Wuhen explained in vain.
"Really?" Leng Ruolei clearly didn't believe him.
Not knowing what to say, Ning Wuhen bit his lower lip hard, wishing he hadn't said such a foolish thing. The next moment, he was lifted into the air and placed on a warm thigh. "Ruo Lei, you..." He was extremely surprised.
Looking at the passion on the screen, Ruo Lei smiled and whispered in his ear, "Wuhen, since you brought me here, you have to take responsibility for the fire you started."
Ning Wuhen was about to ask what responsibility he had to take, but the heat from behind made him understand in an instant.
His face flushed instantly, and he couldn't say a word of rebuttal: "Ruo Lei, let me go." The soft voice seemed to stimulate Ruo Lei's desire like an aphrodisiac.
He maliciously flicked Wuhen's already hard desire, and Ning Wuhen couldn't help but whimper: "Ruo Lei, is this okay?"
"As long as you can't object." He kissed him absentmindedly, then loosened his belt and began to take off his jeans.
Ning Wuhen froze, not knowing what to do, and could only let Ruo Lei do whatever he wanted to him.
Ruo Lei reached under his clothes and skillfully found his nipples, gently caressing them.
A sudden chill ran down his lower body, and Wuhen almost screamed, quickly biting his lower lip to stifle a sound. Sensing Wuhen's shyness, Leng Ruo Lei smiled coldly. He would feel a great sense of accomplishment if such a virtuous young man were to let out a wanton cry in public.
Instead of rushing to possess Ning Wuhen, he patiently teased his desire.
Ning Wuhen felt incredibly uncomfortable; his nipples, exposed to the air, were already slightly erect, and his lower body had involuntarily hardened at the mere sight of Ruo Lei's caressing gaze.
Leng Ruo Lei carelessly inserted his fingers into his secret place behind him. Wuhen couldn't help but scream, then bit his lip again.
"Don't be so tense, it'll hurt," Leng Ruo Lei's gentle voice whispered in his ear. Ning Wuhen tried to relax, but found he couldn't change his posture.
"Be good, leave everything to me." Leng Ruolei's voice was as calm as water, and Ning Wuhen thought about it with fascination.
One finger, two fingers, three fingers, and
the gradually filling rear end stirred with waves of excitement, as if yearning for something.
Ning Wuhen turned his head, trying to see the person behind him more clearly. In the darkness, he couldn't see anything clearly.
The desire coming from behind grew stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but murmur, "Ruolei, I want it, I want it."
"What do you want?" Leng Ruolei patiently coaxed.
"I want you." He finally couldn't help but sob.
Not very satisfied with his answer, Leng Ruolei said, "Say it, say I want you, that I belong to you, beg me to come in, come, just beg me."
He tried to open his hazy eyes wide, and pleaded pitifully, "Ruolei, I belong to you, ~~~~~ please ~~~~~ please come in."
Hearing those rosy lips finally utter the answer he wanted, Leng Ruolei finally straightened up and entered that long-awaited secret place.
Although his fingers had been used to develop his size, Leng Ruolei's enormous member was still beyond Wuhen's capacity. Wuhen cried out in pain, his voice ringing out clearly in the silent theater.
The violent thrusting followed the initial pain, but a surge of intense pleasure quickly swept through his body. Seductive moans began to escape his lips, echoing throughout the theater and mingling with the sounds from the screen. After an
unknown amount of time, Leng Ruolei finally released inside him. Feeling the warm liquid erupt within him, Wuhen couldn't help but scream. Just then, the words "Curtain Call" appeared on the screen, and the lewd moans were exceptionally loud in the quiet movie theater. Realizing what he had done, Ning Wuhen bit his lower lip, unable to believe that such lewd sounds could come from his own mouth. The lights in the movie theater came on, and Ning Wuhen was extremely embarrassed, unsure how to react. Leng Ruolei slowly pulled down his t-shirt, deliberately thrusting hard once. Ning Wuhen gritted his teeth, not daring to cry out: "Ruolei, please don't continue, okay?" His large, doe-like eyes were filled with panic. He kissed his cheek tenderly and said, "Okay, Wuhen, let's stop. Are you sure it's now?" Ruolei's ambiguous gaze swept over the crowd walking out. His face flushed instantly: "Ruo Lei, don't do this." As the crowd gradually dispersed, Leng Ruo Lei withdrew his clone from Wuhen's body, carefully cleaned his lower body, and gently helped him put on his trousers: "Let's go, Wuhen, let's go back." Wuhen stood up, but his legs went weak and he squatted down. Leng Ruo Lei smiled and hugged him, half-supporting and half-carrying him out of the movie theater.

Back in the dormitory, Mo Feili immediately greeted him: "Young Master Lei."
"Prepare some midnight snacks, and also, give me a urination." Leng Ruolei ordered.
Ning Wuhen stared wide-eyed, utterly bewildered: "Ruolei, what exactly is your relationship with Mo Feili?"
Leng Ruolei chuckled at the question: "What, is my adorable Wuhen jealous? He and I are lovers."
Feeling as if plunged into an ice cave, Ning Wuhen felt a chill run through him: "You already have a lover, why are you still bothering me?" Making no attempt to hide his pain, Ning Wuhen glared at him angrily: "You actually... you actually insulted me like that in a place like that, are you happy playing with me?"
Leng Ruolei pouted, his angelic face full of innocence: "I didn't, I just really like Wuhen. And Wuhen is being so mean to me." Ning
Wuhen couldn't help but mutter: "You're still talking, what do you want to do by playing with me like this?" Tears silently streamed down his face. What tormented him most wasn't that Leng Ruolei had another lover, but that he himself had been so lewd as to have sex with a man in a movie theater, and that this man had only been playing with him, and yet he couldn't bring himself to hate him for being treated like this.
He pulled him into his arms: "My dear Wuhen, are you really angry? No, come on, give me a kiss." He lowered his head and kissed Wuhen's rosy lips.
After a long kiss, Leng Ruolei released him: "Wuhen, stop fooling around. Go take a shower, eat something, and then we'll talk."
Glaring hatefully at Leng Ruolei, Wuhen reluctantly went into the bathroom: "Leng Ruolei, I won't let you get away with this."
"Young Master Lei, why did you treat him like that?" Mo Feili asked curiously.
"What else do you suggest?" Leng Ruolei's starry eyes were slightly saddened. "It's better for him to accept it sooner rather than later. Now let's see how he reacts. Wuhen, don't disappoint me."
A moment later, Ning Wuhen, dressed neatly, appeared in front of him. "Ruolei, Feili is here too, let's get this straight! What exactly are you planning?"
Mo Feili almost immediately replied, "I will never leave Young Master Lei, no matter what."
"Is that so?" Ning Wuhen sneered, as if he could feel his heart bleeding. "What if Ruolei doesn't want you anymore? Would you still stay by his side?"
"I would, as long as I can see Young Master Lei." Mo Feili's answer was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
Ning Wuhen wearily rubbed his temples. "Ruolei, what do you say?"
"Me? Of course, I want both." He spread his arms and pulled Mo Feili and Wuhen into his embrace.
Wuhen shoved Leng Ruolei away: "Don't even think about it. You can only have one of me and Mo Feili. I can disregard your past philanderings, but don't expect me to let you have two women at once." With that, he got up and left.
Leng Ruolei didn't stop him, but watched his angry, shuffling steps with interest: "Little Fei'er, tell me, can I make him accept this reality and obediently become my lover?"
"Young Master Lei is incredibly charming; Ning Wuhen will definitely not escape Young Master Lei's grasp," Mo Feili said sincerely. "Young Master Lei, there's an urgent report this afternoon; please take a look
."

He responded casually, but his lazy expression completely changed after seeing the report's contents; his hands clenched tightly.
"Damn it, they want to mess with my brother? They'd better think twice before they even get their hands on him." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his angelic, flawless face, which, far from being out of place, possessed a tragic beauty. "Fei Li, find out what's going on with Sheng Qi right now! I need all their information, so get to it!"
With an icy expression, Leng Ruolei pondered, "Damn Sheng Qi, if they dare to harm my brother even a hair, I'll make sure they all suffer a fate worse than death."
"Leier is the best, brother loves you."
"Leier did a great job."
"Leier, do you want this? Take it."
"No, I won't let you touch Leier, let go of me."
"I'll do whatever you want, but you're not allowed to lay a finger on Leier."
Leier..................
Leier..................
Leier..................
His memory is filled with his elder brother's gentle care, those calls of "Leier" seem to have melted into their blood. In this life, I only love you. No matter what the future holds, elder brother, I will protect you. If anyone wants to harm you, I will die.
He turned on the computer and easily cracked password after password: "How could this be? This is impossible." Strangely looking at the message revealed on the computer screen, Leng Ruolei was extremely puzzled. After a moment of contemplation, he picked up the phone: "Elder brother? I need to talk to you."
"Elder brother, did our family have any enemies before?" Nestled in Leng Wushuang's arms, Ruolei had a smile on his face.
"Why are you suddenly interested in this? I remember you never seemed interested in these things." Gently stroking Ruo Lei's long hair, Leng Wushuang asked with a smile.
"Big brother, don't worry about it, just tell me, okay?" Ruo Lei pouted, tugging at Wushuang's sleeve and shaking it: "Big brother, I want to know!"
Helpless, he lightly tapped him: "You naughty boy, always clinging to your big brother, still so immature."
What? Ruo Lei glared at him unhappily, I'm an adult already.
Unaware of Ruo Lei's displeasure, Leng Wushuang's thoughts had already flown back to thirteen years ago: "Lei'er, although our family is based on business, the proud nature of our ancestors has taken root in us. Of course, we've inevitably offended some people. But because we have an ancestral secret recipe that can produce loyal shadows, we rarely encounter real opponents. When you were two years old, I met my first opponent, Liu Qi."
"Does the Shengqi Group have anything to do with Liu Qi?" Ruo Lei asked seemingly casually.
“我不太清楚，我遇见他的时候他才十四岁，这麽多年过去了，他想必也能闯出一片天地来了吧。”爱怜的理著他的长发，冷无双满是宠溺的说道。
“是吗？他是不是很喜欢你啊？”若磊追问。
差点没被水给呛死，无双一边拍著胸口，一边怒道：“小鬼，在说什麽呢？小心我揍你哦。”
若磊皱起眉：“大哥，我是问真的拉，你告诉我啦。”温柔的眼神里带著令人难以抗拒的光芒。
“柳圻当初疯狂的爱上了我，可是当时莫怜怎肯让他接触到我，他最後还是无功而返。怎麽，柳圻有什麽动作吗？”敏锐的目光早就看出了若磊苦心追问的原因。
“Yes,” Leng Ruolei said frankly, “My men sent an urgent report saying that the Shengqi Group has laid a trap to kidnap you.”
Startled at first, Leng Wushuang couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “That Liu Qi! How could he come up with such a thing? Lei’er, tell your big brother, how are you going to deal with him?” She
snuggled against him, “Big brother, He Shuying has Shadow Fiend, and with Huanyu under your control, she’s enough to rival Shengqi. I don’t need to interfere, right?” She
affectionately pinched Ruolei’s delicate nose, “Be good, Lei’er, go play. I know you like these things.”
“No way!” he refused stubbornly, “Big brother only knows how to hide He Shuying so tightly, he doesn’t care about Lei’er at all! Lei’er doesn’t want to do hard labor!”
"Alright, alright." With a helpless smile, Leng Wushuang said indulgently, "If Lei'er doesn't like doing it, then he doesn't have to. Don't tire out my precious Lei'er."
A loving kiss gently landed on his hair, full of doting affection and tenderness. Leng Ruolei raised his head, opening his lips to speak, but inadvertently brushed against Leng Wushuang's lips.
Clear eyes met those deep, dark eyes, and for a moment, they were speechless.
"Lei'er, I..." Wushuang scratched his head, unsure of what to say. He didn't know what was wrong with him either. When he saw He Shuying, he truly loved her wholeheartedly, but when he saw Lei'er, his most precious younger brother, that deep affection always seemed to flow towards him.
"You naughty big brother, you just kiss me like that without even telling me!" A clear voice quickly broke the silence: "This isn't enough, it has to be like this."
Lips met lips, tongues intertwined, eyes locked, the intense, lingering kiss finally ended: "Lei'er, why?"
"No reason, I like you, big brother." A gentle voice spoke slowly, as if expressing unspoken feelings.
He pulled Ruo Lei into a tight embrace: "Lei'er, don't play with fire, or you'll get burned."
"I wasn't playing with fire!" Ruo Lei pouted unhappily: "I know what I'm doing, anyway, big brother will spoil me."
Had he spoiled Lei'er too much? Why was he always so mischievous? It was making him almost grow old prematurely.
"Lei'er." The low call held no anger, only unspoken doting affection: "You don't want to face Liu Qi directly, do you?"
"You understand me best, brother," Leng Ruolei said with a grin. "You don't intend for me to go, do you?"
"Of course not," Wushuang said firmly. "I know you're incredibly intelligent, Lei'er, but you're physically weak. How can you face such a group of ruthless thugs?" Besides, you're my most beloved treasure; I can't let anything happen to you. My
most beloved treasure—when did I start defining Lei'er like this?
"You understand me best, brother," Leng Ruolei said with a grin. "You don't intend for me to go, do you?"
"Of course not," Wushuang said firmly. "I know you're incredibly intelligent, Lei'er, but you're physically weak. How can you face such a group of ruthless thugs?" Besides, you're my most beloved treasure; I can't let anything happen to you. My
most beloved treasure—when did I start defining Lei'er like this?
Startled by her own thoughts, Leng Wushuang broke out in a cold sweat, her mind filled with doubt. "Isn't it Shu'er I love? Why do I often feel that I should love Lei'er?" Leng Wushuang narrowed her eyes. "Lei'er."
"What?" Ruo Lei looked up, her face flushed, making one want to kiss her.
Thinking this, Wushuang actually kissed her. "My dear Lei'er, tell me, did you hypnotize me?"
Ruo Lei, caught up in the passion, was startled. "Big brother, what are you saying? How could I hypnotize you? It's impossible."
That's true, how could Lei'er possibly go against her? He's the most obedient child. "Big brother, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." He casually ruffled Mo Feili's hair. "Lei'er, you've lost so much weight lately, what happened?" Mo Feili
playfully stuck out his tongue. "Big brother, I've been so busy lately."
"Didn't Mo Feili take good care of you?" The icy voice was extremely cold. "Can you hand him over to me for a while?"
"I know what you're up to." Ruo Lei smiled. "In your hands, Mo Feili will probably only have one way out: death. But, who told you to be my most beloved big brother?"
He couldn't help but kiss Ruo Lei again. "You little rascal."
Back in his dormitory, Leng Ruo Lei immediately ordered, "Did you find the information I asked you to investigate? Who exactly did the Shengqi Group send?"
"Reporting to Young Master Lei, it was Fan Zijie." Mo Feili said respectfully.
"What? He's back." Leng Ruo Lei smiled contemptuously. "Then I really want to see just how much he's grown, whether he can compete with me."
"That's impossible."

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