Ling Ang felt his whole body convulsed, his mind reached an unbearable point, and his will that had supported him to the top collapsed instantly.
He breathed heavily, actively burying his head on her neck, rubbing her skin with a burning fire.
When Zuo An saw that he finally reached an unbearable bottom line, a crazy surprise filled his heart.
After so many years, she endured it for so many years, and at this moment she finally got this man.
She couldn't help but hug his back tightly, leaned her body towards him, and rubbed his hot body.
Ling Ang's breath was spraying heavily, constantly tearing and grinding around Zuo An's neck passionately.
He followed the opportunity to press Zuo An on the bed, and spoke softly behind her ear, his tone was blurry and rapid, "Help me untie the rope, I want you right away..."
Zuo An felt that he had reached the limit of desire and had to vent the heat in his body immediately. Everything else was meaningless to him, so he felt that it was time to open the iron locks on him.
After all, wearing such a heavy thing on your body is really a big deal to do such things.
She wanted him to experience her body once, and she couldn't stop.
Moreover, even if he untied his rope, he could not escape the door.
She immediately got up from him and hurriedly walked out of the room.
After a while, she walked back with a small machine in her hand.
She sensed the machine to the place where the iron lock on Ling Ang was handed over.
"Drip." With a crisp sound, the rope on Ling Ang's body was unbuttoned.
Zuo An threw the machine aside, put his hands around his neck, and leaned towards him.
Suddenly, she felt her neck tight and her hands, which had been wide, suddenly grabbed her neck.
She was stunned for a moment, and before she could understand, she was pulled away from her body by Ling Ang.
His eyes that were full of flames just now no longer existed, but were replaced by indifference and resentment, "Zuo An, you have fallen into the trap."
Zuo An was stunned in surprise, "You didn't take that medicine at all?"
Ling Ang smiled coldly, "Do you think I will fall twice in the same pit?"
He raised a palm and saw a pill between his fingers.
He just did a false action when he took the medicine. He did not put the medicine in his mouth at all, but hid it tightly in his hands.
Zuo An's face dimmed, and there was a deep remorse and unwillingness in his eyes.
He reached out and wiped the lips that had just touched her skin, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Zuo An, I said that if you land on my hands, you will make you worse than death."
He pinched Zuo An's mouth open. Zuo An knew that he was going to feed her the urging medicine, so he struggled desperately.
He usually has difficulty walking by chains, but now he is free and dealing with Zuo An is easy to deal with.
He pressed Zuo An tightly with his hands and feet, quickly put the pill in, then patted her chin, and let the medicine fall completely into her throat.
Zuo An's face changed instantly, "Ling Ang, you..."
"Zuo An, you often use this kind of low-level method to deal with me. Now you should experience this feeling well."
Ling Ang tied her up with a rope, then sat aside, quietly waiting for Zuo An's medicinal attack.
After a while, Zuo An turned red and his ears were hot, and his face began to look unbearable.