blood sacrifice

The sudden turn of the world made Rong Ye unexpected, and before the panicked eyes converged again, there was a heat on the lips. Rong Ye opened his eyes wide in horror and stared blankly at the handsome face in front of him, and the warm lips Gives the illusion of being burned.

The man took advantage of the moment when Rong Ye lost his mind, stretched out his warm and wet soft tongue, and easily pried open his lover's slightly parted lips due to fright, swept the water-colored lips and then penetrated, swept the white teeth and slid across the gums, teasing the soft lips. The tongue is it dances and plays with itself, domineering but gentle all the way, wantonly licking this long-lost sweetness.

The long-lost temperature, long-lost breath, and long-lost touch made every cell of the man extremely excited, and the handsome face that could not conceal the tenderness was full of deep satisfaction. The kiss that was originally just cherishing love and wanting to relieve the pain of lovesickness could not help but Losing direction is becoming more and more difficult to control.

One hand is possessive-possessive-hugging her waist tightly and refuses to relax in the slightest, while the other hand walks consciously on Rong Ye's body, although she is eager but not lacking in tenderness and meticulousness, like a girl who has been waiting for a thousand years The baby fell into her arms without warning, and she was so excited that she was overwhelmed.

A strong masculine breath filled the whole body, and the undisguised strong possessive desire completely enveloped him.

Involuntary trembling, not arousal, not emotion, just because of fear, just because of fear, the experience of the elf's former residence for many days made Rong Ye, who has always been indifferent and gentle, understand the love between men, but knowing familiarity does not mean liking and agreeing , the pain of being forced, the humiliation of being tortured, and the relative humbleness of Cheng Huan's smiling face, who bound Rong Ye tightly like a curse, life would be worse than death.

Everything in front of him coincides with Liaofeng's merciless entry into the situation again and again, the tearing pain, the words of humiliation and contempt, and the undisguised disdain, all of them really surge up at this moment.

Rong Ye tried her best to resist, but in the eyes of the man, she was so powerless and superfluous.

Dissatisfied with his lover's refusal after reuniting after a long absence, the man has been tightly wrapping his arms around his waist and grasping the two struggling arms, tightening and raising them smoothly, dispelling Rong Ye's struggle instantly in one go.

Both hands were fixed above the head, and the absolute disparity in strength made Rong Ye no matter how hard he struggled, that tightly bound hand remained motionless. Such a strong force made it impossible to resist.

I don't know why, no matter how much Liao Feng insults, humiliates, tortures, despises and disdains himself, he can be regarded as being bitten by a dog. As long as he doesn't mind, nothing will let him care. Although he will not be completely detached, at least For many days, I have been comforting myself so that I will not collapse and despair, but why now, the same struggle is fruitless, the same strong and domineering, but I can't ignore Tai Ran...

Amazed at the difference, he had to be terrified of fear.

After a moment's pause and shock, he desperately resisted as if madly, twisting his body at all costs to get rid of this humiliating posture. There were faint bruises on the tightly bound wrists, and he kicked hard. He raised it fiercely, and hit the man's gap, but unexpectedly, the man seemed to have expected his move, the movement of his hands did not stop at all, but at the last moment, he raised his leg slightly to block it. , and then pressed that leg firmly between the ice surface and himself along with his strength.

Such a posture made the solution completely fixed on the ground and could not move at all, as if the prey on the chopping board could only be eaten by a mermaid.

Suddenly the man raised his head, the blue and black overlapped, the man looked straight into Rong Ye's eyes, the blue in his eyes became more and more solemn, something was settling, like a bottomless lake The slightest ripples were familiar to Rong Ye, because Liao Feng could see day and night in Liao Feng's eyes during the time in the former residence of the elves.

It's just inexplicable why, instead of the strong affection when we first met, instead... Contempt, ridicule, teasing... Disdain...

A sudden dull pain in the heart, aren't you used to it?Don't you care about it already?But why would he be unwilling to face the person in front of him...

Rong Ye was not allowed to think too much, the sound of cloth shattering ensued, and when the scorching fingers touched the cold skin, his thoughts were instantly shattered.

"Get out!!" Not caring about indifference, not caring about pride and self-esteem, all he knew was that he didn't want to be treated like this again and again, and he didn't care about his own thoughts and wishes at all, just playing around with his own preferences.He could be indifferent and indifferent to anyone, but he couldn't accept this person alone.

Perhaps it was because of the look in his eyes when we first met, so affectionate and focused, so no regrets, looking directly at himself, and only himself was the only one in Youlan. This was his first warmth after coming to this continent, so Pure and strong, no blemishes allowed, let yourself have an illusion of being loved, cared for, and held in the palm of your hand.

Even if it was Liaofeng's hard and soft torment of bone-breaking reconstruction, day and night wanton humiliation, he never showed the slightest emotion. Even if he was shocked and painful, it was only because of humiliation, but he was never sad, as if he was just an outsider, watching with cold eyes Everything on him can still pass.

But at this moment, he couldn't suppress the warmth in his eyes...

The warm liquid spilled out of the corners of the eyes, and then jade beads with broken strings fell down one after another like a broken embankment, sliding down the corners of the eyes and across the cheeks, causing Rong Ye himself to be astonished.

But the man who was attached to Rong Ye's body and buried his head and neck did not see it, but was attracted by the ivory-colored skin exposed from the robe in front of his eyes, which was covered with dense red marks, large or small. The pupils tightened suddenly, and a red light appeared in shock, looking extremely frightening, and the corners of the mouth raised a cold arc, full of playfulness and viciousness.

"Jian, I haven't sent xie for so many years, but I found it delivered to my door. I want to be so full, I have to help you!!"

After finishing speaking, without melting night reaction, the generous and hot palms slid down, pulled away the belt that was in the way, and almost cruelly wanted to hug the person in his arms.

But Rong Ye was startled when he heard this, and then stopped struggling, just lying there quietly watching the person on him do whatever he wanted, and even relaxed his body in cooperation, just for him to make a quick decision and move faster.

Since no one regards himself as a human being, as long as he keeps the final bottom line, as long as he has the heart, at least he can admit himself.

There is no point in begging for mercy for a person like this who only wants to act recklessly. Begging for mercy and resisting is because there is still hope for him. If there is hope, there will be disappointment and despair, and only then will the enemies be quick to kiss and those who will be loved will suffer.

Since I don't have the strength and capital to resist at all, just like every night I spent before, as long as I am dead, I don't need to think about anything, feel anything, or understand anything.

The waves just now calmed down instantly, and the bottom of my heart was as clear as a mirror, but the reality always runs counter to reason.Tears swarmed out like a flood that opened the gate, only increasing and not decreasing...

He knew that in the depths of his soul, a soul was weeping in a dark corner, so hoarse, so heart-piercing, so helpless and decisive, such lingering feelings that even he, a person outside his body, was crying. You can feel it clearly, every pore seems to be there, desolate and desperate.

Is it because of this person?Is it because of his insulting words just now?Is it because the owner of that sadness is the legendary Six Angels Xiao?

That's right, the six angels who have always been aloof and loved by thousands of people, how could such a noble status have suffered such humiliation? !He is not himself, of course he will cry, get angry and complain, especially when he is spurned by his beloved.

The dark eyes gradually dimmed, but the person on the body didn't notice the change of Rong Ye, just blindly aggressing and plundering.

When the scorching kiss attached the red, swollen and broken lips again with a strong sense of predation, the man's strong and slender body suddenly tightened, and he bounced up as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. A trace of crystal moist.

When he recognized what it was, he raised his head suddenly, looking at the still cloudy eyes and the indifferent expression that was incompatible with them, full of pity and regret.

He opened his mouth hastily, wanted to explain, apologized, wanted to comfort him, wanted him not to be so sad, but after many efforts, he could only falter and utter a few broken syllables. language skills.

The inability to convey the heart made the man anxious, and he kept repeating his mouth to silently express his apology. He wanted to get closer so that his lover could see it more clearly, but he was afraid that he would be disgusted by his loss of control just now.

How can the cold-blooded king who has always held the power of life and death aloofly, letting him choose and plunder everything in the world, still have the momentum and ambition of the past? !Embarrassed, anxious and annoyed, like a child who has done something wrong, waiting for the trial at a loss.

But Rong Ye didn't look at the man again.

Seeing that the weight on his body had lightened, Rong Ye slowly raised his stiff and cold body, pulled up the trousers that had slid down to his knees, and put on his belt. His face was still calm and indifferent, and his gestures were unhurried, calm and unhurried, as if the world There is only one person in the room.

He got up and wanted to walk towards the clothes that were torn apart by the man just now, but the man grabbed his wrist in the middle of the movement.

The man's persistent silent explanation could not bring back the slightest emotion from his lover.

Rong Ye just lowered his head, staring at the hand that was clasping his wrist, his expression was as indifferent as water, as calm as ice, he was not in a hurry to break free, as if he didn't respond at all, just stood quietly by himself.

It's not that he doesn't know that the man has something to say to him, and the waves of warm breath blowing towards his ears are like ice frozen in his heart. Only he knows what kind of chaotic heart is under the calm appearance at this moment!