blood sacrifice

His head suddenly turned to the right, his left face was swollen high, fishy sweetness flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips, which was faint, provocative, calm but sharp.

Once again, once again being swayed by a lowly human being!It's this guy again! !

A thousand kinds of viciousness and tyranny flowed through the eyes, but before he could confirm it, he changed into an evil face.

Frivolously stretching out his index finger, he gently traced the curve of the man's jaw over and over again, wiped off the glaring blood, and stroked the red and swollen left cheek as if to appease and caress him. Exhaling lightly, the index finger finally rested on the plump lips that were even more reddened by the blood, rubbing back and forth, extremely ambiguous, making the originally extremely cold atmosphere instantly become charming.

"Isn't that right, I'm not only jealous of the Demon Lord, but also jealous to the point of resentment. But it's not because of the reason you said, but because of the person who said the reason." Obviously he had no such intention, but he insisted on saying such words , Satisfied to see Rong Ye's starved expression, Liao Feng's irritable mood cleared up a lot, "To be honest, I really envy Mozun, who has such good luck to find such a natural beauty , look at this skin, it's supple, look at this body, it's supple, look at these legs, it's slender and straight, it really makes people want to break it apart to find out."

He didn't feel the sensuality of the words at all, but Liao Feng became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "Tsk tsk, maybe it's cruel to you, but I really want to know..."

Suddenly, the conversation changed sharply, but the breath in the ear was still warm: "A man is under another man, except for venting, do you think you can get true love?"

===Strong X drama code, here is harmonious, everyone makes up their own brains==

Liao Feng left the palace when it was bright day, similar to the countless nights before, but it was just a one-night wind, harmless, he is the king aloft, he can be wherever he wants, just...

Liao Feng rubbed his chest unconsciously, his eyes turned around, and he didn't even know what he was looking for, or what he was guilty of! !

When Rong Ye really opened his eyes again, the luxurious and gorgeous gauze tent in front of him actually gave him the illusion that he seemed to be in another world.

Although the house is brightly lit, the window is covered with a faint night, and the head hurts as if it exploded. I want to reach out and press my temple to relieve it, but I feel as if my whole body has been crushed by something, and I can't move. Do your best!

Just when he was about to get up, he screamed with tearing pain from his lower body, his body turned pale instantly like an electric shock, and before Rong Ye could think about the source of the pain, the still warm sticky feeling flowed out !

The memories of last night surged in like a tide, from the initial struggle to letting go, and then to watching with cold eyes, watching a strange man trampled on him time and time again with full of malice and humiliation.

Rong Ye was angry, wishing to tear the opponent into pieces, but more, it was suddenly dead silent, as if there was a strange circle, going round and round and always returning to this ridiculous place.

Everything seems to be just an incomparably fragrant spring dream, if it is not too real, if the protagonist is not myself...

Rong Ye sneered, not knowing if he was laughing at himself or another person who was performing at the same stage.

Seeing Rong Ye woke up, the maidservant who had been waiting not far from the door walked in unhurriedly, with a look of disdain and contempt almost overflowing her face, as if she was not surprised, she glanced at him coldly. Looking at Rong Ye in a state of embarrassment, his voice was proud and reserved, and he couldn't say anything, but there was always a feeling of superiority: "The king has an order, and the young master is not allowed to leave the Yinyu Palace here after waking up."

"I want to take a bath." Turning a blind eye to the sarcasm of others, Rong Ye said flatly.

He wanted to be as calm and indifferent as possible, but the tearing behind him that could not be ignored made him frown.

The gentle voice is still pleasant, but it is not as elegant and indifferent as before, but hoarse and charming. There is no need for any deliberate movements in every gesture, but the expression has a unique and breathtaking aura.

"I, we are ready, young master can take a bath now." The maidservants who looked aloof a second ago suddenly saw Rong Ye's unobtrusive body, and the large and small bruise or bright red mottled marks on his body were impressive. In front of my eyes, even the maidservants who are used to seeing the men and women around the king can't help but lower their heads one after another, avoiding Rong Ye's sight, and rarely revealing the shyness of their daughter's family. It made people feel ashamed, as if it was him who was stripped naked and stood in front of the crowd, not him!

Seeing that everyone bowed their heads to avoid their eyes, Rong Ye didn't care too much. Wasn't it just being fucked by a man? Could it be that he was really crying?He hates and resents, but so what, the saddest thing is the disparity in strength, even if he is unwilling, so what?Head-to-head is just hitting a stone with an egg. Of course, if you can hit it, you will be considered dead. I'm afraid that if you don't even touch it, you will be blood spattered five steps away.

Since I can't have any substantive revenge on the perpetrator, and the depression can only make people laugh, it's better to relax and wait for the opportunity, maybe when Rong Ye can find a chance to die together! !

Thinking about it, Rong Ye casually took the robe beside him and put it on, and walked into the bathroom slowly.

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