After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

Xianyun Temple.

Ji Ruoqing was leaning against the beauty under the porch, eating the Lingfen osmanthus sugar cake that Ji Ruoyu brought back to her from outside the palace, her big bright apricot eyes were bent into crescent moons, and she smiled sweetly.

Ji Ruoyu was standing beside her like a Yushu, with a slightly sullen face, unpredictable.

Recently, Ji Ruoqing's relationship with Ji Ruoyu has eased a lot, at least he rarely shows disgusting eyes and speaks a lot more.

She felt that as long as she worked hard, her wish to sleep with him at night would surely be realized as soon as possible!

"Brother, did you see Lan Meiren when you came back?"

"Um."

"Lanmei's eyebrows are so similar to mine, it's so amazing!" Ji Ruoqing looked surprised, "Brother, could it be that Lanmei is our lost sister...hahahaha!"

"..." Ji Ruoqing felt as if she had told a very cold joke, and she felt a bit of chill inexplicably, and she couldn't help shivering because of the cold.

He raised his head and looked at Ji Ruoyu again. His handsome face was as cold as frost, and there was a deep chill in his black eyes, which was a sign of the coming of wind and rain.

Ji Ruoqing shrank her neck, didn't she just make a joke... As for the fierceness...

At this moment, Ye Qianchen appeared at the gate, his beautiful face was covered with frost, and his eyes were full of anger.

Um...what's going on here today? One looks fierce than the other...

"..." Ji Ruoqing lifted her **** slightly, ready to run away at any time.

Ye Qianchen strode over and grabbed her thin white wrist with Shura-like palms: "Go in with the lonely!"

Ji Ruoqing's bright apricot eyes were immediately covered with a layer of water mist, not pretending, but plainly painful.

"Wang, it's about to break...you tap it!" Ji Ruoqing cautiously softly begged for mercy, her wet pupils turned, and cast a cry for help at Ji Ruoyu.

But Ji Ruoyu turned a deaf ear to his ears, and the demon stood in place as a daze, with an incapable blackness in his eyes.

Ye Qianchen glanced at Ji Ruoyu, the corner of his lips curled up with a sarcasm, and then pulled Ji Ruoqing into the bedroom.

…

Ji Ruoqing was thrown directly onto the carved bed by Ye Qianchen. Fortunately, she was covered with a thick satin mattress, otherwise her **** would suffer again.

"Wang, what are you doing...?" Ji Ruoqing looked at Ye Qianchen with his wet eyes open, rubbing his wrists that he was about to break.

Ye Qianchen's eyes pressed down slightly, falling on her delicate and white wrist, her smooth and white skin was reddened by him, shockingly, looking a little delicate and pitiful.

He kept his eyes closed, his eyes flickered slightly, but his voice was cold and angered: "Ji Ruoqing, I heard that you are sick. I have come to see where you are?"

His last few words were pronounced so hard that Ji Ruoqing was so frightened that Ji Ruoqing shrank her hand quickly and covered the wound on her finger.

But Ye Qianchen's line of sight was faster. Before she hid it, she had seen the shallow scar on her lush white jade finger.

The scabs have fallen off, leaving only the new powdery white flesh, which is small, a bit like a crescent moon.

Ye Qianchen snorted coldly from his nose, and looked at Ji Ruoqing with sharp and dark eyes: "This wound is the reason why you didn't visit Lan Meiren?"

"...Of course not!" Ji Ruoqing didn't dare to admit it, her mind was running fast, and she blurted out, "The concubine is injured in other places..."

"Where?"

"butt!"

…

It was normal to be pushed to the ground by him that day and hurt her ass, but because the injury was a bit special, it was difficult to mention it to others, so she was ashamed to talk about it and understandable.

Seeing Ye Qianchen's sudden muffled voice, Ji Ruoqing was a little happy in her heart. She was really anxious and wise, and she came up with such a good reason.

Seeing Ye Qianchen remained silent, Ji Ruoqing pretended to be pitiful and said, "If Wang doesn't believe it, my concubine can prove..."

Although she doesn't know how to prove it, but... it's right to act so that she can believe it!

Ye Qianchen's black Lingling eyes flicked over her exquisite figure, and underneath her long skirt embroidered with white Meier Yunyan faintly faintly fascinated curves appeared, and involuntarily those pictures of bone-eating ecstasy flashed in his mind.

Ye Qianchen's eyes darkened and dim, and he gnashed his teeth and leaned down and asked: "Ji, Ruo, Qing, are you inviting anything...?"

His voice was a little dumb, and the burning desire in his black eyes made Ji Ruoqing wake up suddenly, as if a cold wind had blown her, making her mind chill, thinking of being tossed by him to the point where she couldn't even move her fingers. For countless nights, Ji Ruoqing shrank back.

All of her little movements fell into Ye Qianchen's eyes, and she only felt that her playful tricks were very good.

"Then you prove it to the lonely girl." Ye Qianchen lifted up his front robe and sat on the side of the bed in his spare time, looking at Ji Ruoqing with black eyes.

"..." Ji Ruoqing bit her lip, she just said casually, why did he take it seriously?

Ye Qianchen's gaze fell on Zhu's lips without a click, and her teeth were biting like a plain face, making him feel even more uncontrollable.

He bullied himself closer, his black eyes were silent, and his voice was hoarse: "I want to teach you... how to prove it?"

"..." Ji Ruoqing's wet eyes were filled with mist, looking at Ye Qianchen innocently and helplessly, his white fingertips lightly pressed against his broad chest, as if he wanted to push him away.

Ye Qianchen's eyes shrank, one hand squeezed her extremely restless little hand, the other hand covered the soft patch of her waist, and continued to probe down.

"Let Gu see, can you prove...? If you dare to deceive Gu, it is the crime of deceiving the king!"

Ye Qianchen was obviously doing the most slanderous movements on his hands, but his expression and tone were extremely serious, as if he was just doing business routines.

But the unbelievably soft touch on his hand, separated from the thin or thick fabric, was plump and smooth, as if inch by inch had crumbled from his palm to his bones.

The little man beside him was rubbed by him a few times, and his cheeks were already flushed, his apricot eyes turned to look at him, and his body was soft and boneless against his body.

Ye Qianchen couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand, causing Ji Ruoqing to exclaim a few times, just like the sound of an ying, which was particularly moving.

Ji Ruoqing bit her lip, these are not what she wants, nor are they deliberate, they are just instinctive physiological reactions...

She frowned and looked at Ye Qianchen. His eyes were dark and deep, his nose aggravated, and he sprayed warmly on her white jade ears.

Feeling like a soldering iron against her, Ji Ruoqing trembled. She didn't want to experience the torture of inhumane waiting.

Ye Qianchen said with a dumb voice above her head: "Undress for Gu."

"..." Ji Ruoqing raised her eyes to look at Ye Qianchen. His eyes were filled with scorching degeneration, and his eyes were a little chaotic and blurred, which was very different from his usual tyrannical and cold expression.

Is it because I tossed Lanmei so badly that I couldn’t wait for bedtime, so Ye Qianchen came to see her today...

Ji Ruoqing lowered her head thinking, while unbuttoning Ye Qianchen's jade belt buckle, she whispered, "Wang, Lan Meiren..."

"Bang!" Ji Ruoqing was suddenly pushed away by Ye Qianchen again, and fell from the bed to the ground.

I felt the fiery pain again where my fingers had just healed, and Xu was scratched by the jade belt buckle again.

Ye Qianchen sat cross-legged, looking down at her aloft, her eyes had regained clarity, and his anger was full of anger.