"Do you like whips?"

"If you don't like it, let's change one."

Under the man's horror, He Mingqiu took out a pair of huge silver handcuffs, which were heavier than before.

He dragged Lu Jinze's hands to ensure that he could not break free, so He Mingqiu dragged a cardboard box out of the darkness.

There are many things like debris in the carton, stacked randomly.

He Mingqiu took out a complete set of cat girl's clothes from it, including cat ears and cat tails.

Lu Jinze was still immersed in the pain in his arms. Seeing these clothes full of girlish hearts, his face, which was already covered in cold sweat, was even more miserable.

How could he be a big man wearing women's clothes?

This is even more devastating than torture him.

"I know I'm wrong, Qiu..."

Lu Jinze flattered his voice, and driven by pain, his tone was a little distorted.

Obviously, He Mingqiu did not want to give up on the idea of ​​insulting him. He curled his beautiful red lips and put his clothes one by one, with gentle movements, as if he was treating a cute doll.

You can imagine a man who is over 1.9 meters tall, huddled on a chair, forced to wear something full of pink girlish hearts, such as furry cat ears.

Lu Jinze's face was pale, and he felt that his self-esteem was crushed by him and was ruthlessly trampled under his feet to rub.

"Smile, it's so good to be photographed."

He Mingqiu fiddled with the camera in his hand and adjusted the filter with great enthusiasm.

The big guy who is directly at the top of the photography technology is very satisfied with his works.

In the dark and deep environment, the perverted man is wearing sexy women's clothes... No, what else is missing.

He Mingqiu looked up and down and made a pair of high heels with fluff and cardboard on the spot.

The light is dark, and if you don’t look carefully, you can’t find that you are a fake.

"Mr. Lu, do you like it? Isn't the dress specially prepared for you very beautiful?" He Mingqiu smiled, revealing a shallow dimples.

Lu Jinze felt a chill from the bottom of his feet to the sky spirit cover. He never knew that the soft and obedient clone would be so crazy in private.

Crazy than him and loses his mind.

He nodded stiffly: "I like it, beautiful."

He Mingqiu's smile expanded a little, his almond eyes were pitch black and lightless, like a decay, decadent, dull, and as if something terrible was breeding.

Lu Jinze was scared and gritted his teeth and pulled out a smile that was even worse than crying.

He was looking forward to the torture ending quickly, but his body was looking forward to being whipped again, longing for the pain that penetrated the bone marrow and pierced the flesh.

As if he knew what Lu Jinze was thinking, He Mingqiu really threw the whip twice again.

Sweat all over the body dripped along the skin and into the broken wound, mixed with chili oil, and looked like a prisoner being interrogated in the execution ground.

Lu Jinze widened his eyes in a daze, and his lips were so painful that he could not make any sound.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something terrible, and he shook his head even more and more, and his bound limbs were frantically trying to move.

He Mingqiu held a half-meter-long syringe and looked at him with a smile.

That needle is at least ten times thicker than an ordinary needle.

Lu Jinze shook his head frantically, his wrist was rubbed red by the iron.

"Puchi--"

The needle penetrated under the soft skin, leaving a small hole, and then it began to turn blood.

It seemed that something had been injected into it, and a strange thing like a silky nerve was spreading next to the hole in Lu Jinze's legs.
Chapter completed!