Su Muchen slowly raised his head and raised his hand to wipe his long hair that was wet with sweat.
There seemed to be a smile on her face, and she lowered her head to look at Ye Lan.
The face was already fair, as if it had been soaked in milk day and night. Now it was a little whiter, and then turned pale. It was covered with moisture, I don't know if it was sweat or tears, sliding down both sides of the cheeks.
, slowly seeping into the messy blond hair.
Ye Lan's bones were really hard. Even at this point, he never opened his mouth and made a sound. His taste was so good that Su Muchen was almost fascinated and felt that this deal was extremely correct.
[Su Muchen’s favorability has increased, currently: 3%.]
Su Muchen slowly stretched out a hand and pinched Ye Lan's cheek accurately. His eyes were watery and his words were gentle: "Open your mouth."
She had said that she would break Ye Lan's bones, completely crush his dignity, and make him understand that in front of her, he was just a plaything to be controlled at will.
The delicate facial features were slightly distorted by pain, and the transparent liquid seemed to be produced faster. It continuously poured out of the eye sockets and rolled down silently.
Ye Lan wanted to struggle, but now he was in a state of extreme weakness that every man would experience. It was extremely difficult to even move a finger, and he could only move his head very slightly to show resistance.
Su Muchen smiled. Ye Lan's body was now attractive enough to her. At this moment, his stubbornness was like a catalyst, adding indescribable pleasure to her.
She is gentle on the outside, but cold and ruthless on the inside, with a domineering and powerful nature that cannot be disobeyed. This is also the true face hidden under Su Muchen's elegant skin.
Crack.
If someone is here and witnesses this scene, this sound will definitely ring in their mind. It is the sound of budding plum blossoms being picked at will and crushed in the palms. The juice of the flowers flows out and covers the palms and fingers.
for a while, and finally dripped onto the wet ground where most of the melted snow and water were mixed.
[Su Muchen’s favorability has increased, currently: 6%.]
"Ha..." Su Muchen let out a very light laugh and stood up to admire his masterpiece.
The jade-like body was free of restraints, and instinctively slowly arched up, curling up into a shrimp shape. This is the posture of a baby seeking protection.
And even if this posture covers most of the body, you can still see the mottled spots on it. The slender swan neck can only find very little skin that has not been damaged from most of the crimson gaps.
"Um?"
Su Muchen's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the bruised boy suddenly moving, as if he was having a flashback, squeezing out the last bit of strength from his remaining body, trying to escape from this painful hell.
His body trembled slightly, and he crawled towards the bed little by little. When he finally reached the bed, he heard a "pop", the sound of flesh and blood hitting the ground.
The cry that Su Muchen longed to hear still didn't sound. The expression in her eyes weakened a little, and then she suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Lan's remaining ankle, which was still on the bed.
"Where do you want to go?"
It was like a big hand reaching out from the darkness and pulling the young man into the abyss again.
Outside the "abyss", a foot was hanging in the air, moving restlessly, representing the owner's struggle and resistance. Even Su Muchen did not expect that Ye Lan could still have some strength after being tortured for so long.
It seems that she is too gentle...
The glistening toes of the tender feet that were still moving around suddenly curled up tightly. As if being shocked by an electric shock, the white and tender soles of the feet, the bony ankles, and the slender calves were all trembling.
Until a certain moment, the toes slowly stretched out, the little foot stopped moving, and the calf completely dropped.
[Su Muchen’s favorability has increased, currently: 10%.]
When a ray of sunlight passed through the gap in the curtains and shone into the room, Su Muchen's eyes trembled, and then she realized with hindsight that she had done that kind of thing with Ye Lan all night.
After calming down, Su Muchen seemed to have regrets. It was not that she regretted doing such a thing with Ye Lan. In fact, this transaction was the most satisfying one for her. But it should not have happened so many times. He was just a fake, how could she let her
So lingering?
If Ye Lan knew what Su Muchen was thinking, he would probably scold him when he opened his mouth: "Sage, those who regret their time must crawl away quickly!"
Su Muchen frowned lightly and looked at the people around her. Ye Lan's eyes were barely open. She seemed to be too tired, but she was still awake. After the initial paleness, her pretty face gradually became rosy.
The color looks like it has been well moisturized, and it also shows a bit of laziness. A teardrop hangs on the eyelashes, and the whole person looks pitiful and touching.
No matter how much damage Su Muchen did to Ye Lan, it seemed that it was not as good as the damage he did to himself. Those lips were simply too gorgeous, as deep as rubies, but they were broken, and the tooth marks were deep into the flesh.
The "credit" of two tiger teeth.
Su Muchen sneered at this, and did not hesitate to hurt himself and did not want to make a sound, just for his pitiful and ridiculous self-esteem.
That's exactly what is called stupidity.
Su Muchen could see that Ye Lan was on the verge of reaching his limit. As long as he gave him one last blow, he would be defeated.
Thinking of this, Su Muchen stood up again...
Damn tough guy.
Su Muchen cursed secretly in his heart. The young man in front of him had his eyes wide open, and the pupils were a little dilated, but he still kept his teeth.
This made Su Muchen even wonder if he had to be killed before he would make a sound before he died?
Of course, Su Muchen just thought about it. After tasting Ye Lan once, she was reluctant to throw away this fake. He could indeed alleviate her desire for Lu Xin very well.
Su Muchen stood up and immediately stepped on something slippery. After last night, the sheets seemed to have been washed just now.
Soaked.
Su Muchen frowned slightly, sat on the clean sofa, took off his stockings and threw them on the floor. He looked at the boy lying on the bed, took a slow and deep breath, and his eyes finally softened.
Su Muchen said softly: "I still have work, so I won't accompany you. When you wake up, someone will naturally give you new clothes and food. Remember to eat before leaving."
Like a gentle wife admonishing a fragile husband.
However, the traces of her infliction still remained on the boy's smooth jade back, indicating what she had done.
In this regard, Su Muchen looked at it as if it was nothing, but his eyebrows were soft and his eyes were calm.
Ye Lan didn't respond, so Su Muchen repeated: "Did you hear it?"
Ye Lan buried her head in the pillow, and her words were muffled, but Su Muchen still heard clearly: "It's so long, go away..."
Su Muchen's pretended gentleness was almost broken, and then became cold, refusing to be soft or hard, very good!