Life is like rape, if you can't resist it then you have to enjoy it!
Finally, he placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. Han Xuan put him on the sofa and stood up and went out: "Xiao Feng, I'll wait for you outside."
Yan Xiaoyu nodded meekly, her soft hair trembling slightly, looking like a furry little animal.
The moment the door was closed, the gentle and submissive look on Yan Xiaoyu's face disappeared instantly, and instead became a little numb.
He sat on the sofa with his head slightly lowered, and then slowly said: "...He will let you leave here."
Wu Kong opened his mouth slightly but did not speak. Instead, Yi Xun stood in front of him angrily: "What about you? Stay here to be his toy?"
Yan Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and they looked so fragile that they would break with the slightest touch: "...then what can be done?"
"You can't stay here, or you might get killed by him!" Yi Xun looked at him with eyes filled with distress.
Yan Xiaoyu shook his head: "It doesn't matter, at least he won't do that because of my face that is exactly the same as Han Feng's. Besides, he treats me quite well." He was a bit rough on the bed though == Yan Xiao
Yu added silently in his mind, but it was true, at least whatever he wanted to eat or drink, Han Xuan would deliver it to him as soon as possible.
"Not bad!" It was the first time that Yi Xun was so angry. He suddenly pulled Yan Xiaoyu's collar open. From the collarbone to the chest, it was covered with dense marks, leaving no good spot on his thin and fair body.
Yan Xiaoyu turned his head but did not struggle. He just looked at the ground calmly: "It doesn't matter, no one will die anyway."
After saying this, he shrugged extremely calmly and pulled his collar.
Tears suddenly flowed down, rolling in those beautiful black and white eyes, Yi Xun hugged Yan Xiaoyu's thin body tightly: "...I'm sorry, it's all because I don't have the power to protect you.
you."
Instead, Yan Xiaoyu patted his back like a comforting child: "It doesn't matter to me, it really doesn't matter. It's good if I can survive. He won't kill me."
Wu Kong was a little sad to see Yan Xiaoyu like this, especially in his heart, Yan Xiaoyu was still Jin Shaoyang's wife== "Brother Yu..." Wu Kong looked at him, pursed his lips, and then
He said, "...I will bring my brothers to rescue you. If the prince knew you were here, he would probably go crazy."
However, Yan Xiaoyu immediately began to shake his head: "Don't, we can't afford to offend Han Xuan, don't hit an egg with an egg, there is no need..."
"Then what should you do?" Yi Xun looked at him, with more helplessness and self-blame than pity in his eyes.
Yes, he really blamed himself. He wished he could take the place of Yu Xiaoyu. The greatest pain for a person is to be unable to relieve the pain of his lover. Just watching him being possessed by others but unable to do anything about it, Yi Xun felt like he was going crazy.
Got it!
"Listen to me, don't be impulsive, live a good life after you go out, and don't come back to bother me." Yan Xiaoyu held their hands tightly, but her fingers were trembling a little.
"Impossible!" Yi Xun stroked his face, feeling his temperature: "... Xiaoyu, I love you, how could I leave you here?"
Yan Xiaoyu froze for a moment, then suddenly raised his head. He looked at Yi Xun with sharp eyes and a hint of impatience: "But what's the use of you here? You can only make me worry about you, leave me."
, I don’t need you to worry, nor do I need your love, you can’t give me anything.”
The voice was so cold that it could freeze his heart. Yi Xun's lips trembled, but he subconsciously took a few steps back: "Is this how you miss me?"
"...Yes." He gritted his teeth and nodded. Yan Xiaoyu immediately turned his gaze away. He would never say such hurtful words, let alone to Yi Xun!
So only he himself knows how determined he is.
"Okay, I'll leave." Yi Xun smiled bitterly, and then looked at him with eyes that were still gentle. Yes, no matter what the other person said to him or what he did to him, he would still look at him gently, and he would still look at him tenderly.
Will look at him silently.
You can't choose to love someone, and neither can Yi Xun.
"Can you kiss me?" Yi Xun's fingers gently brushed the ends of Yan Xiaoyu's hair that was shielding his eyes, his movements gentle as if he were facing a lover he hadn't seen for many years.
Yan Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, but nodded: "Okay."
Yi Xun smiled, and his delicate facial features bloomed with a sense of radiance in the sunlight. Yan Xiaoyu hugged his neck, tiptoed gently and then closed his eyes and leaned against his cheek.
A soft kiss fell on Yi Xun's lips, gentle, sweet and quiet.
This was the first time that Yan Xiaoyu kissed Yi Xun, but he was not as teasing as he was with Han Xuan just now. The kiss was light and sweet.
Yi Xun did not go deep, but gently let go of Yan Xiao and said: "This is enough."
He looked at Yan Xiaoyu with a smile and a gentle look on his face: "...I will remember your taste and live well."
Yan Xiaoyu raised her head to look at him but felt her eyes were a little moist. In fact, the only one who really thought about herself from beginning to end was You Yixun.
His tenderness towards him is something no one else has, so soft and delicate, just like snowflakes falling on the tip of his nose and on his lips in winter...
"Wu Kong, after you leave here, you should take him back to the gang. After all, his skills are very good." He smiled and whispered and looked at Wu Kong.
"Brother Yu, you really can't go back?" Wu Kong obviously still held on to a glimmer of hope.
Yan Xiaoyu looked out the window, but his sight couldn't focus, as if he was a little lost. "Maybe." Then he shrugged: "Maybe Han Xuan will be killed by a meteorite in a few days, and I will escape.
indefinite."
Wu Kong forced a smile and looked at him: "Brother Yu, brothers are always waiting for you, and Young Master Jin!"
Yan Xiaoyu didn't speak, just smiled faintly, his pale side face without any color, looking a little lonely but particularly profound.
Not long after, someone came in to urge them, and then Yan Xiaoyu smiled and left with them. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Yi Xun and Wu Kong, and his dark eyes flickered slightly: "Live well!"
In the gorgeous bedroom he passed by, Han Xuan sat on the bedside and smoked silently, while Yan Xiaoyu stood at the door with his head lowered but did not enter.
"Come here." He glanced at him coldly.
Yan Xiaoyu walked up to him with her head lowered.
Han Xuan suddenly pulled him into his arms, then raised his hand and wiped his lips fiercely until his lips were red and swollen before letting him go.
At the beginning, Yan Xiaoyu was struggling. However, after seeing the disgust in his eyes, he suddenly felt cold in his heart. Damn, could he have been discovered?
At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to be caught cheating outside. This shows how perverted Han Xuan's attitude towards him was.
"I don't like others touching my things." Han Xuan said coldly, but Yan Xiaoyu felt his scalp numb.
"Yan Xiaoyu, you are not qualified to use Han Feng's body but you get close to others. I am very angry and the consequences will be serious." Han Xuan remained expressionless, just looking at him, with a cold light reflecting in his dark eyes.
"I...what's wrong with me?" Yan Xiaoyu asked without conscience, pretending to be innocent and very realistic.
"Haha... Yan Xiaoyu, you are really good at acting. It is entirely possible to develop your career in Hollywood. It's a pity that the only place you can stay in this life is by my side." He squinted.
When he glanced at it, he saw that although Han Xuan was smiling, the cold air was even more frightening.
Yan Xiaoyu stared at the ground and clutched the sheets tightly with her fingers.
"Now, let me tell you." Han Xuan smiled and then pressed the remote control in his hand. The huge screen hanging on the wall was immediately turned on, and then the video was played, and Yan Xiaoyu kissed Yi.
The moment of patrol...
"I'm sorry." Yan Xiaoyu took a deep breath, her voice muffled.
Han Xuan sneered, then raised his eyebrows: "What's the use of being sorry? Yan Xiaoyu, what do you think I should do to you?"
Cold salad! Yan Xiaoyu uttered these two words in his heart but showed no expression on his face.
However, the next second he was pressed on the bed by Han Xuan, his shirt was torn, Han Xuan took off his pants directly and pushed himself in without giving him a chance to buffer.
There was no foreplay at all, Yan Xiaoyu tugged on the sheets tightly, but bloodshot eyes overflowed from the place of intercourse.
Yan Xiaoyu bit her lips as hard as she could to force herself not to make a sound. Her limbs were a little cold and trembling slightly, but the pain gradually rushed to the nerve endings.
Damn, what a lunatic! It really hurts...
For a moment, he even felt like he was spinning, his senses were cut off, and then he successfully fainted. In fact, it was okay if he fainted, so it wouldn't hurt.
But Han Xuan obviously wouldn't let him go so easily. I don't know how long it took for him to wake up again because of Han Xuan's actions.
He woke up purely from pain. He turned his head and glanced. The blood was flowing more and more, even staining the bed sheets red.
Han Xuan still had a cold face, but his eyes seemed slightly darkened.
He couldn't even bend his fingers slightly, and sporadic moans came out of his mouth.
I don't know how long it took before Han Xuan finally got up, while Yan Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, with blood still flowing from his body.
He clasped his chin: "This is the price."
His jaw was so painful from being restrained, but Yan Xiaoyu reluctantly raised his head: "...I need a doctor."