During the long night, screams and tears evaporated into the air, turning into tiny bits of dust and disappearing.

"It turns out that Sister Yuan and Orange are facing each other. It's not easy for you."

Shen Qingcheng chuckled. She had a good relationship with the two girls. Since she became a household name, her former friends have gradually drifted away.

"I've almost forgotten what it feels like to go home. You must go out and play with me when you go back, okay?"

Shen Qingcheng jumped off the ground. The executive suite was very spacious. She walked to the window and looked at the moon that looked like a foreign country.

"Okay, no problem."

Gu Yun responded with a smile, picked up the large water glass on the bedside, raised his neck and took a big sip.

"It may take a few days to go home. First, accompany me to go shopping around the Golden Triangle. I've been filming a movie for so long and I haven't even been on the street."

Shen Qingcheng crossed her arms and recalled the hardships of the past few months as if it were a lifetime ago.

"You know, the relationship between the male actors on the set was very delicate. Some even bullied me at the beginning. The local staff came several times, but then this kind of thing never happened again."

"Hehehe, that's good."

When the air became quiet, Shen Qingcheng finally found the opportunity to complain to Gu Yun.

Actresses being coveted is something that is unavoidable in almost any crew.

If it weren't for Doule's overseas business and the influential local staff, I'm afraid Shen Qingcheng would have really had to use her brain during the period when she was starring.

Big-name female star? Head of the paradise?

The current situation is that you are alone overseas, so what does it matter no matter how awesome your background is?

Don’t we also have to rely on a few men in our crew?

There are actually many people who are trying this way. Unfortunately, before they can take action, overseas DouLe staff took the initiative to ask for help and sent several local security personnel to accompany them day and night in the name of guides.

"What is this shelf for?"

Shen Qingcheng pointed to the suspension and turned to look at Gu Yun.

Hotels in the Golden Triangle are different from many hotels in the mainland. A huge suspension in the room flipped over the two people's heads and moved from the other side of the room to this side along the rails on the ceiling.

This set comes from the unique taste of local designers. It has a load-bearing capacity of more than one ton and can be placed in any position through slide rails.

Maybe they had another purpose, but Gu Yun, who was wrapped in alcohol at the moment, interpreted another function.

After unpacking two sets of vacuum-packed sterilized cotton ropes and ties, Gu Yun took Shen Qingcheng's hand.

"Don't worry about what it was originally used for. This toy has another way to play. Do you want to try it?"

Gu Yun lowered his head while working and carefully tightened the soft strap around Shen Qingcheng's wrist.

"OK."

Shen Qingcheng nodded without hesitation.

In front of Gu Yun, she would not pretend to be reserved, nor would she respond to meaningless words.

She never suppressed her desire to play another role.

Gu Yun tied the long cotton rope around the girl's wrist, and then her fingers.

The rope structure distributes the weight carefully to avoid actually hurting Shen Qingcheng's fingers.

The reason for choosing cotton rope instead of hemp rope is to protect Shen Qingcheng's skin.

Skin is of immeasurable significance to a female star whose career is on the rise.

However, Shen Qingcheng did not warn Gu Yun when he was doing something.

The trust contained in this has some huge energy, and Gu Yun knows it well.

He stood on tiptoe and tied the cotton rope layer by layer on the lowered suspension.

"Are you ready?"

Shen Qingcheng's eyes widened, with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Tie only one hand? Shouldn't it be tied tightly like a little rabbit and then hung in the air?"

After playing this type of game for a long time, people in the industry naturally have their own aesthetics.

"unnecessary."

Gu Yun adjusted the suspension and let it rise slowly. The cotton rope rose accordingly, and then Shen Qingcheng's right hand.

What can be used as a means of education is not just the way the body can feel it. That kind of thing has been played by countless people, and may be too boring for companions with elevated thresholds.

Shen Qingcheng's hand was pulled to the highest point, but the suspension still did not stop.

It continued to rise, pulling on Shen Qingcheng's body in an extremely slow but firm manner, causing her weight to gradually gather on that hand.

The girl groaned, and pain began to enter her brain.

Many girls tend to feel scared at this stage.

Because experience made them foresee that if they did not stop, the pain would continue to increase in the next second.

But how could Shen Qingcheng be afraid?

No pain, No gain.

She knows that pain always accompanies growth.

Therefore, although Shen Qingcheng's brows were raised involuntarily, her eyes remained calm.

The suspension was further raised, the girl's delicate and white toes quietly lifted off the ground, and almost all the weight was placed on her wrists and fingers.

She has maintained her figure all year round and is light in weight, but it is still not something that just one wrist can bear.

In just one minute, Shen Qingcheng's body seemed to be stretched, and the skin on his shoulder blades, armpits, ribs, and flanks were all tightly stretched together.

"I feel like I'm going to lose feeling in my right hand soon."

Shen Qingcheng's forehead broke into cold sweat due to the severe pain, but she could still speak to Gu Yun in a joking tone.

This is a little bit of testing.

Gu Yun looked at the body suspended in the air and the shadow hitting the ground, waited for ten seconds, and then lowered the suspension a little.

Just in time, the toe of the girl's left foot touched the ground.

Like a ballet dancer, she assumed a vertical posture in front of Gu Yun.

After getting a chance to breathe, Shen Qingcheng tried hard to let her toes touch more of the ground to reduce the pressure on her wrists.

However, this was difficult because the position was just at the edge of the carpet and the floor under her feet was slippery.

And as long as the angle shifts slightly, the distance will swallow up the only foothold. Due to gravity, she keeps spinning in the air, like a butterfly on the edge of a cliff.

"There are many ways to talk to the body, and they almost always rely on transmitting sensations to achieve their goals, such as tingling, numbness, heat, and coldness."

Gu Yun stretched out a hand, touched Shen Qingcheng's angelic face, and continued to speak.

"It's just that these feelings also have clear limits, just like when the needle tip pierces the skin, when the itching turns into numbness, when the scorching heat destroys the nerves, and when the cold freezes the senses."

"Human beings have a limited ability to tolerate these feelings. If they exceed the limit, they will change and the road will turn in the opposite direction."

"unless."

The number that Gu Yun silently recited in his heart reached zero, and after confirming that the time had come, he placed the tip of his index finger on Shen Qingcheng's wrist.

His nails were trimmed very well by Cheng Yingying the night before, so they were not sharp.

Following Shen Qingcheng's arm, he slowly slid his armor down, and the expected soft sound soon sounded in the girl's throat.

When the entire body is pulled apart in this way, the subcutaneous nerves activated by the tight skin, changes in the load-bearing method of the spine, and even the brain's reading of the transmitted information will enter an unprecedented sensitive state. .

That is completely different from the catalytic effect of sensitive drugs.

The built-in sensory system accepts exponentially higher stimulation in a daily state, and a clear mind will keep the tasting process delicate enough.

When the nails touch the skin, the slight itching and tactile sensation quickly expands into a heavy blow to the nerves and senses of the whole body during the suspension.

Shen Qingcheng was trembling all over, her toes could barely support her. She squinted her eyes, raised her head slightly, and tried to breathe hard.

As Gu Yun spoke, he scratched his fingertips, almost stretching her straight armpits.

".Um."

The girl in front of her couldn't bear it, and her unbound hand instinctively raised to grab something.

Gu Yun stepped back, letting her lose hope of finding her own liberation with her hands, and stretched her arms as far as possible.

The nails continued to scratch, and when they reached the collarbone, the speed further slowed down.

The keen subcutaneous nerves amplify the touch of fingernail scratching countless times.

As for how the collarbone, which has the thinnest skin, will make her feel, this question will definitely stick in Shen Qingcheng's mind.

The more Gu Yun delays the outcome, the more she will long for the trial.

In the suite, the suspended girl looked like a tortured prisoner of war, while the tall man looked like an emotionless statue.

In the hot summer of Rome, the gladiators and the slaves stood still in front of each other, revealing everything. Only a far-outstretched finger connected the man and woman.

But it was enough. A finger at this time was deeper and more intense than the violent whipping, the tight binding into the flesh, and the cruel beating.
To be continued...