Chapter yi66 The past joy disappeared

Author: Skyrim

After He Yue tied it up, she pulled Feng Ran's head, pulled Feng Ran's head high, and smiled with a deep smile: "It's very comfortable, right?" This person is a shame! He cherishes him and cares for him. He doesn't care, and insists on deciding that it is his own toy. Since he wants to be a toy, he should ruin him and ask him to know what a toy is! "I said I'll tie you up like this!" After this thought flashed through my mind, I quickly forgot it, but this thought popped out incredibly clearly.

Feng Ran pursed his lips, said nothing, and half-squinted his eyes, watching He Yue find the whip in the bed cabinet. Feng Ran did not regret angering He Yue. He felt uncomfortable, so he wanted to drag He Yue into the water and not let He Yue have a better life. He would rather anger He Yue, suffer losses and use his physical pain to cover up the pain in his heart.

"Bang!" He Yue picked up the soft whip with his right hand and trembled it backwards. He carried internal force and thrust hard on Feng Ran's leg. Feng Ran trembled and printed a dark red blood mark on Feng Ran's smooth body as smooth as jade. The whip was originally specially made by He Yue for Feng Ran. He wanted to intimidate Feng Ran and forgot 6 Feiqing, but he got the Feng Ran poisonous body. Later, when Feng Ran covered 6 Feiqing to escape, he took it away, hoping to have a clean weapon at hand; Come, Feng Ran used it to resist and repel the assassin, thus saving He Yue's life. Later, Feng Ran was forced by He Yue and presented a whip to express his surrender. He Yue returned to the bedroom with Feng Ran and the whip. After healing Feng Ran, the whip and the ropes were raised and put in the bed cabinet. He never used it again. Now the whip is whip with internal strength and is whipped on himself again. Feng Ran doesn't feel it hurts much, but just feels extremely humiliating.

Feng Ran, a bad attitude of obedience on the surface, resisting in the heart, hiding needles in the cotton, seems to be respectful and detached, stabbing He Yue's heart again and again. He Yue exhausted his patience and finally exploded completely.

"Papa" He Yue shook out two more whips and whipped Feng Ran's back. While whipping, he cursed: "There is nothing to say? Since you have nothing to say, I will regard it as all the matters in the memorials as true. You are just a bitch who deserves fucking!"

When He Yue scolded this, Feng Ran's face turned pale in an instant, and even his light pink lips lost their color. He closed his eyes and frowned his eyebrows, and his long scattered covers his face. His bound body couldn't stop trembling.

He Yue never humiliated him with words. Suddenly, when he heard He Yue scolding him, Feng Ran felt extremely ashamed. He originally wanted He Yue to believe in the matter on the memorial and misunderstand himself. But He Yue really insulted himself with the matter on the memorial, Feng Ran felt unbearable, as if he was dragged into the bottomless abyss by the huge shame and humiliation, infinite sorrow and infinite pain.

Feng Ran felt that no matter who entered, it was inevitable and not humiliating for two men. Imagination that if he and 6 Feiqing had become good things, they would do such things. They would love each other very lingeringly and tenderly, and they would never use this to humiliate each other. The first two times did not count, from the "aphrodisiac" time, He Yue did not say it, but Feng Ran could understand He Yue's love and affection for him from He Yue's actions. Because of this kind of care, he did not make him feel humiliated. He was willing to be entered by He Yue, and he liked and fell into the joy brought to him by He Yue.

However, He Yue's words "a bitch who is not fucked" ruthlessly penetrated and tore the bottom line of Feng Ran's endurance, trampled on his only dignity, and shattered the last bit of warmth that was as thin as a cicada's wing. It turns out that all the cherishment and all the tenderness are lies. In He Yue's eyes, he was just a toy, but a bitch that He Yue used to vent!

Yes, he is just a bitch!

A bitch who even looks down on himself!

A shameless bitch who is sinking into sensuality!

A bitch who is played with and feels happy!

For more than two years, the contempt and humiliation that had been accumulated in the heart, eroding the bones and hearts of contempt and humiliation were like a huge wave that poured out. With lightning speed, it roared with wind-spreading body and dignity, and was crushed into powder by the huge sadness and pain!

From the inside out, it is so dirty that it is willing to fall into depravity. What kind of face is there to stand between this vast world? What kind of face is there to face yourself?

What else did He Yue scold him later? Feng Ran could not hear it at all. His mind was blank. The soft whip fell on his body, and Feng Ran could not feel the pain. It was not until something was stabbed into the narrow and secret place on his body was violently squeezed and stirred. Feng Ran realized for a while: He was playing! He was playing!

Suddenly, the internal force of the dantian lost control and chasing in the meridians in the body, as if he was looking for a hole to vent his breath. Feng Ran couldn't help but open his mouth, and a hot liquid ejaculated, as if all the internal organs were ejaculated with the liquid, leaving only an empty cavity. Feng Ran felt that the cavity was no longer his own, but a dirty object that was used for people to stir and stir. He himself had sprinkled into the void with the sting of the torpedo liquid. From then on, the dust returned to the dust and the soil returned to the soil.

He Yue was born as the prince. He was educated at a young age. He lived in the spring and snow. He was far away from Xialiba people. He only accepted some slang when visiting the people. When he was scolding, he had to repeat the words "bastard, lewd" and could not make any tricks. He was so upset that he was so angry that he was burning with some words that were burned out by Feng Ranyi's words. He couldn't help but get angry.

Since Feng Ran arrived at the Prince's Mansion, He Yue's mood has not been refreshed anymore. The anger that has settled for more than two years has emerged. After a few slight blows, he burned his usual reserve and reason to ashes. After pulling Feng Ran, he tied it up randomly, waved a soft whip and slapped it, scolding him while slapping it.

He Yue is the emperor, but the emperor cannot really do whatever he wants. Spending nine days to go to Xuanwu Mountain to seek unique skills is the most ostentatious thing He Yue has done in his life; he does not go to court, but only comments memorials, and practices both Feng Ran without sleep, which is the most arrogance and willful thing He Yue has done in his life. For Feng Ran, he has endured a lot of pressure from all aspects. Unfortunately, Feng Ran does not have any understanding and touching feelings. The person who once thought he could cover himself up coldly went further and further away. Why is he not so popular and not indignant?

He Yue cursed and thrust, and as he whipped, he felt that his little brother was actually energetic! He Yue threw away the whip and stabbed in a fierce manner, moving wildly in the tight and hot place, completely ignoring the feeling of Feng Ran. Do he have to care about the feeling of the play? He Yue, who was unruly and lofty and arrogant, pressed under his body and tortured him hard, allowing He Yue to feel an unprecedented pleasure of pain.

He Yue moved angrily on Feng Ran and cursed: "The slut who likes to be fucked!" With other male favorites and concubines, He Yue only cared about his own pleasure. He only shared the joy of fish and water with the person under him. Although Feng Ran was addicted to it, he was also addicted to it, as if he was drinking a dove to quench his thirst. Even though he knew that his relationship with Feng Ran was getting further and further, he could not stop indulging in the joy of fish and water again and again.

"Cough" Feng Ran suddenly shook his body, and He Yue watched as blood arrows shot to the bed tent like an arrow! "Feng Ran!" He Yue shouted, rushed to Feng Ran, lifting Feng Ran's long. Seeing Feng Ran's mouth full of blood, his nostrils were covered with blood, closed his eyes, frowning his eyebrows, breathing rapidly and shallowly, and his face was pale and gray. He Yue was suddenly panicked, and pointed to it like a knife, using internal force to cut off the two ropes tied to Feng Ran's hands, hugged Feng Ran and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you vomit blood?" Feng Ran just gasped and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of dullness.

A similar situation was born more than two years ago. At that time, it was a wind chromatogenic poison, but now, the wind chromatogenic poison has been clearly controlled and cleared. The difference is that when the precursor poison was more than two years ago, it only caused bleeding from the corners of the mouth, but now it is blood spraying out of the mouth. Obviously, the symptoms are fierce and much more critical.

He Yueyi asked while transmitting internal force into Fengtian, "Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian is obstructed?" He knew that Fengran's current skills were far away from him, and when he waved his whip, he brought some internal force to make Fengran feel more painful. However, with his internal force, it is impossible to hurt Fengran's meridians. Could it be that there was a real backlash caused by the retrograde of qi and blood?

It is estimated that it is Hai hour, and this is the time of the Shaoyang triple burner meridian of the hand. Looking at Feng Ran’s wrists, they were tied with purple and blue pieces by the ropes, their hands were dark purple, and they were in a state of blood stasis and swollen. The palms were covered with blood by the ropes. He Yue was shocked. He just thought about exhaling his breath, and he didn’t care about Feng Ran’s feelings. Could it be that because his hands were tied, the qi and blood circulation was blocked, which led to a retrograde movement? The retrograde qi and blood led to a backlash of internal force?

The internal force backfire? When he thought of this possibility, He Yue was shocked to his heart and the anger that was blocked in his chest was instantly thrown out of the sky, only heartbroken and sucked. He only had a thought in his heart: You must not let Feng Ran die! Save him! Save him regardless of everything!

"Quick-to-movement exercise heals the wound!" He Yue sealed several large acupoints on Feng Ran's chest to protect his heart meridians, then quickly untied Feng Ran's ropes, found clean underwear from the bed cabinet and put them on Feng Ran, and sat cross-legged. At the same time, he sang: "Send to the Imperial Doctor!" Thinking that Feng Ran would not be willing to be seen by the Imperial Doctor at this time, he quickly added: "Waiting for the Imperial Doctor outside the palace." While He Yue was sending the order, he quickly put on his clothes and cross-legged to Feng Ran's four palms. Then he calmed his heart and calmed down for a while, destroyed his internal force, divided himself into the internal force that had finally been stored in the dantian, and the ancient brain transmitted it into Feng Ran's body without reservation.
Chapter completed!