Of course, Lan Shule wasn't really asking Gu Ruojiao's opinion.
He just wanted to see her reaction.
Not surprisingly, she didn't react much.
She was not kind enough to intercede for the prince who had insulted her.
very good.
The cell was dark and damp.
Probably because they tortured and killed many criminals in the past few days, the air was filled with a strong smell of rust.
It's very annoying after smelling it for a long time.
But for Lan Shule, who has been soaked in the smell of blood all year round, the smell of blood can make him feel excited and happy.
But today it's different.
Amidst the overwhelming smell of blood, a faint fragrance penetrated his nose from time to time, quite overbearingly trying to compete with his favorite smell.
It is not aggressive at all, seems invisible and harmless, but it knows how to cling to him.⑧①ZW.????m
Lan Shule rolled Gu Ruojiao's long hair carelessly, then let go of her hair, and placed his big palm on her slender waist.
He felt her body trembling slightly, and subconsciously straightened her waist to avoid it.
But how could she hide away?
It felt like the big palm was like a soldering iron, and the hot heat was ironing along her waist.
The redness at the base of my ears spread all the way to my neck.
She also tried to reach behind her back to push his hand away.
But he grabbed her instead.
Then the blush on her face deepened.
Lan Shule was in a good mood and pointed at the incompleteness of the Prince Heyang: "Are you satisfied, little princess?"
To be honest, that area was blocked by the wide middle shirt, and the middle shirt was stained with large blood stains. Gu Ruojiao actually didn't see anything.
But after hearing what he said, she still couldn't help but glare at him.
Lan Shule laughed heartily.
Gu Ruojiao knew that this person was really teasing her on purpose!
——But what does he mean by this? Is he venting his anger on her behalf?
Just as I finished thinking about it, I saw him looking over.
There was a very faint and evil look in his eyes: "With the figure of the little princess, if you twist your waist harder, you can indeed climb onto the dragon's bed."
Gu Ruojiao opened her eyes slightly: "That day..."
Lan Shule stopped talking and hugged her.
As for Heyang Hou Shizi, because he is still useful, he will continue to endure torture in the cell for the time being.
After leaving the cell, Lan Shule did not take her back, but went to another cell.
This is a prison for important criminals.
But now there is only one person locked up inside, that scumbag father of Lan Shule.
Daddy was tortured very miserably. It is said that he was fed drugs and fucked with boars every day.
Lan Shule said that was his preference, and before he died, as his son, he should be allowed to enjoy it to the fullest.
Seeing Gu Ruojiao's strange expression, Lan Shule laughed lowly and happily.
"What? Scared?"
"Not afraid." She said.
His voice was still so soft and soft, mixed with the fear that he thought he had concealed well.
Lan Shule smiled even more happily.
And the old emperor was also a big pervert.
Even though they were tortured like this, they could still laugh when they saw Lan Shule.
"You are truly worthy of being my son, and truly worthy of being the crazy dog I raised."
He laughed maniacally: "You have my blood flowing in your body, and in the near future, you will become just like me."
After a pause, his sarcastic expression added a bit more viciousness: "Oh no, you are much crazier than me. After all, you are a mad dog to begin with!"
He seemed to be stuck in some memory, his smile was disgusting and disgusting: "Do you know how your mother-in-law lay under me and cried for mercy? Her figure is so alluring..."
Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but cursed in her heart: Oh, you scum!
Lan Shule glanced at her and curved the corners of his mouth.
