Hearing these words, Chu Kuo no longer knew what pain was. The blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards, causing the veins on his neck to bulge. His whole body began to twist crazily, trying hard to break free.
"Are you angry? Why are you so angry?" But He Lianzhen seemed to have discovered how he could say something to make Chu Kuo more uncomfortable. He raised the corners of his lips, simply pulled a chair next to him, lifted his robe, and sat down.
He came down, stepped on Chu Kuo's face with one foot, and put one foot straight on his shoulder.
This time, Chu Kuo was completely pinned to the ground.
"Obviously Concubine Xie died in front of you, but you could just watch indifferently. How can you pretend to be a loving mother and a filial son at this time?" He Lianzhen clicked his tongue twice. He put a hand on his knees, held his chin, and leaned forward, "No.
If you ask me to guess, you are not actually angry that the imperial concubine dedicated herself to Chu Zhao, but you think she insulted you by doing so, right?"
Chu Kuo felt even more uncomfortable when someone said he was the center of things. He wanted to drink He Lianchen's blood and eat He Lianchen's flesh!
However, as he said, He Lianzhen still had some skills in him, and no matter how hard Chu Kuo struggled, it was of no avail.
Even because of poor breathing, the mud and dust on the ground were accidentally inhaled through the nostrils and mouth.
Looking at Chu Kuo struggling endlessly, He Lianzhen finally felt a little more comfortable.
However, this is not enough.
From his glorious future to his famous official career, Chu Kuo should pay off every one of them!
An idea came to his mind, and He Lianzhen curled up his lips, "Your Highness the Eighth Prince, you said... that noble concubine of yours is so slutty that she can commit herself to a rotten old man in his fifties. Could it be that you are also hanging out with her outside?"
A bastard?"
"You! Bastard..."
"Hmph!" He kicked Chu Kuo on the back with another hard kick. He Lianzhen stood up suddenly and kicked Chu Kuo on the back. The sudden impact made Chu Kuo's chest twitch and he coughed violently.
But He Lianzhen didn't give him a chance to breathe, and then stretched out his hand to pull him up, clamping his fingers on his chin, looking into his painful and unwilling eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I heard that you were born prematurely? It's obvious.
You were born with a full beard and a full tail, and you look neat, but you don't look like a premature baby."
As he spoke, He Lianzhen moved his fingers and looked around at Chu Kuo's face.
You don't know this, but He Lianzhen's heart trembles at the sight of it!
If the current gesture of holding the chin is not a sign of love between lovers, regardless of male or female, the person below will feel humiliated, while the person above will feel sadistic.
Only then did He Lianzhen realize that Chu Kuo's face was actually quite good.
The face is like white jade, the eyebrows are like blades, and the eyes are like peach blossoms. His cheeks and eye sockets are red because of anger. There is really an...inexplicable and weird beauty.
This feeling is comparable to the pleasure and wantonness of having a woman cry under you!
Thinking of this, He Lianzhen couldn't help but twitch Chu Kuo's chin with his fingers. After all, as a prince, he was used to being served by others all his life. As a man, the skin he got was extremely smooth, better than many women's.
Be strong.
Chu Kuo felt ashamed and angry at being played with by He Lianzhen like this. His eyes flashed and he actually twisted his jaw forcefully to bite him.
Unexpectedly, He Lianzhen had quick eyesight and quick hands. After letting go of his hand, he lifted up Chu Kuo's hair and forced him to raise his head to look at him.
"Want to bite me?" He Lianzhen sneered.
Chu Kuo's hair ached, his jaw was sore, and it seemed that he might dislocate at any time. He was so tormented that he could not speak. He could only stare at He Lianzhen with his eyes wide open, as if he was about to burst out with anger from his eye sockets.
But the more he looked at him like this, the happier He Lianzhen felt. He raised the corners of his lips, pulled the hand holding his hair slightly, forcing Chu Kuo to open his lips slightly, and touched Chu Kuo's lips with his other hand.
Lips.
The moment rough fingers touched soft lips, the beast in He Lianchen's heart could no longer be contained!
Narrowing his eyes slightly, his fingers gradually penetrated Chu Kuo's lips...
Chu Kuo finally felt something was wrong and struggled hard. Unfortunately, everything was in vain. He could only make a whimpering sound following He Lianchen's wanton actions.
After a while, he heard a "whimpering" sound coming from his throat, and He Lianzhen smiled and withdrew his hand.
At this moment, Chu Kuo not only burst into tears, but also drooled from his mouth.
It looks like this...
He Lianzhen swallowed, with a wicked smile on his face. He stroked Chu Kuo's eyebrows with his saliva-covered fingers, while rubbing circles, he chuckled, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you are His Majesty's son or not, but you must be."
It's true that it came out of the belly of the imperial concubine. Look at your face, it looks exactly like the imperial concubine."
"He Lianzhen, I will definitely let you die without a burial place." Chu Kuo gritted his teeth and tried to squeeze out a few words through his teeth.
"Death? I'm not afraid of death now." He Lianzhen sneered. If he was afraid of death, he wouldn't have come to find them on the night when he was leaving the capital tomorrow. "But you, the Eighth Prince... I might as well take care of you first."
Myself? I see you have such a beautiful face, more beautiful than a woman’s, I really can’t put it down.”
As he said that, He Lianzhen's fingers began to slide down Chu Kuo's neck, deep into the middle coat, and then the inner garment...
If just now he only thought that He Lianzhen wanted to humiliate him, then now Chu Kuo knew that this was not just a move, and his whole body began to tremble, "He Lianzhen, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Your mother is so dissolute, why are you pretending to be innocent?" He Lianzhen sneered and unceremoniously pulled off Chu Kuo's chest, "Don't tell me, you, the eighth prince, don't know that there is a mistress in the capital?"
Speaking of this, He Lianzhen curled up the corners of his lips, and a glint of pride flashed in his eyes, "Now people outside have spread that I, He Lianzhen, have kept several concubines, and how I work hard on women, but they don't know... I, He Lianzhen, finally
What I like is not the brothel, but the Nanfeng Pavilion. However, now I really hope that you are the eighth prince. After all... I have fucked so many mistresses, but I have never fucked the prince."
Nanfeng Pavilion is the largest small restaurant in Beijing.
"No, don't!" Chu Kuo finally became anxious. Although he had never done such a thing, it didn't mean that he didn't know what He Lianzhen meant.
"No?" He Lianzhen smiled, with crazy eyes and sarcastic lips, "Do you think you have the right to say no now?"