The full-level boss made trouble in the wealthy family after wearing it back

After a fierce ideological struggle, Bo Yanshen finally convinced himself.

He looked down.

In the video——

In the luxurious room, crystal chandeliers are dotted on the golden walls, and gorgeous and complicated roses are coiled on the pale base.

The crystal clear crystal fragments are layered on top of each other, and they are decorated into perfect petals, which faintly bloom with bright golden lights.

The thick and soft carpet is covered with luxurious and strange dark red patterns, which extend from the four corners of the room.

An extremely long and heavy red nanmu table is placed in the middle, covered with a white and flat tablecloth, with flowing golden tassels sliding down the edge of the tablecloth, shining crystal streamer under the bright lights.

Everything in the room is so elegant, gorgeous, and well-organized, full of nobility and a touch of superiority.

Rose-red tassels hang down from the meandering bed curtain, and pearls are scattered on the tassels, like falling stars.

Shang Lingyi threw Bo Yanshen on the bed, took off his clothes, and fed him something that seemed to be mixed with flesh and blood.

Outside the video, watching this scene, Bo Yanshen felt uneasy instantly.

what is that?

What did Shang Lingyi feed him?

He subconsciously caressed his protruding belly and clenched his palms tightly.

No, maybe he was thinking too much.

Bo Yanshen didn't allow himself to think wildly, but there was a crack in his trust in Shang Lingyi.

The video continues -

There was an evil smile on Shang Lingyi's face, and a golden hairpin appeared out of nowhere in her hand, and then she cut her hand.

The golden hairpin was stained with bright red blood, and then landed on Bo Yanshen's lower back.

After piercing the flesh, Shang Lingyi started painting.

The cool touch spread from the lower back to the whole body with a strong tingling pain, itching and pain.

It felt like raindrops falling on the surface of a clear and calm lake, causing layers of ripples, which made his body tremble uncontrollably.

Bo Yanshen's cheeks and body instantly became hot.

"don't want……"

In the video, he begged her in pain.

However, Shang Lingyi in the video is really ruthless to the end, regardless of his pain.

"Shh, don't talk." Shang Lingyi raised her eyes, made a silent gesture towards Bo Yanshen, and continued to draw her own pattern, "I want to leave a beautiful mark on you, so that you can know that you are Whose property is it?"

Bo Yanshen's skin is white and delicate, smooth and tender, like an egg with its shell removed, and the golden hairpin on his body is like a swimming snake, wrapping around his body, winding slowly.

His skin is very tender, just like a piece of white jade, smooth and flawless, one can't help but want to pinch it.

Therefore, it is also an excellent drawing paper for painting.

The golden hairpin sometimes hooked and pressed lightly, and sometimes turned and paused, leaving a black and red enchanting mandala on his body, which looked not only a unique beauty, but also a different kind of sex appeal and charm.

Pain is what it should be.

Before finishing the painting, Shang Lingyi felt that Bo Yanshen's skin seemed to be carved from suet jade, exuding a faint halo, matched with bright and bright colors, it looked like an extremely beautiful art work Taste.

But this was a pain for Bo Yanshen, he bit his lower lip, trembling slightly uncontrollably, the torture of the golden hairpin piercing his skin was unbearable for ordinary people.

He wanted to struggle, but Shuangshang Lingyi even rode on him, bound his hands, and pressed his legs, making him unable to move.

The bedroom was peaceful, and occasionally there were a few weak groans, which made the heart beat faster.

This made Bo Yanshen, who was watching outside the video, feel very ashamed, but he couldn't stop watching, so he could only hold back and continue watching.

In the video——

Under the bright crystal lamp, Bo Yan blushed from deep embarrassment, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he lay on the pure black bed as if collapsed, his delicate body as clean as cream was exposed to the air, the flower on his back The gorgeous burning mandala is blooming quietly, like a dream.

Blood slid down on the bed, looking extraordinarily poignant.

Shang Lingyi's dark and deep red eyes stared intently at Bo Yan's deep white skin, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

She frowned slightly, and whispered in a low and hoarse voice: "Bo Yanshen, don't shake. You will affect me..."

Hearing this, Bo Yanshen froze all over, as if an electric current rushed from the soles of his feet to his brain, making him feel hot all over.

He turned around suddenly, and saw Shang Lingyi pressing down on him, with a pair of red eyes staring at him with desire.

Those deep and burning eyes were full of longing, like magma in a volcano, just one glance could make people drown in it.

The scorching eyes made Bo Yan deeply ashamed.

He wanted to escape, but there was really no way to escape with his disheveled appearance.

Shang Lingyi looked at Bo Yanshen's shy appearance, she couldn't control herself anymore...

She lowered her head, kissed Bo Yanshen's ruddy lips fiercely, and licked lightly, like a big bad wolf trying to lure a lamb, leading him down step by step.

The gown on Bo Yanshen's body was hanging loosely around his waist at this time, and a magnificent and decadent mandala bloomed on his back waist, accompanied by scorched black and slender branches, making him even more glamorous.

Tears were streaming down that beautiful face at this moment, revealing a sense of fragility and charm, capable of releasing the sadistic desire hidden in the depths of one's heart.

"I'm going to continue painting, and you should leave something on your leg." Shang Lingyi coaxed gently, "Be patient, the pain will be over this time."

Her soft words seemed to carry the magic power of bewitching people's hearts.

Bo Yan closed his eyes unwillingly, acquiescing to Shang Lingyi's behavior, but tears kept pouring out, slowly flowing down his face.

Negative emotions such as humiliation, shame, anger, despair, etc. came one after another, making the anger and sadness in his heart reach the verge of an explosion, and he was about to lose control.

But in the next second, all these negative emotions were covered up by the effect of "Spring Drunk", and his consciousness gradually became hazy.

Shang Lingyi played with the golden hairpin in his hand, and using the blood from Bo Yanshen's back waist as a dye, he began to draw one after another on Bo Yanshen's legs from top to bottom.

After an unknown amount of time, Bo Yanshen felt that his whole body was stiff, but the numbness did not disappear, on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

That unbearable feeling was like an ant burrowing into his bone marrow, and even his originally clear and bright phoenix eyes were stained with a trace of confusion at this moment.

After Shang Lingyi finished painting, she put away the golden hairpin and began to admire her paintings carefully.

Snow white and bright red are intertwined, blooming a gorgeous demeanor on Bo Yanshen's body, embellishing his body even more enchanting and charming.