Master Ling is pestered by people every day

Ling Xingye was startled, "Qin Fan...well"

The door was slammed shut.

Qin Fanzhou grabbed Ling Xingye's wrist with one hand, pushed him against the door, pressed the back of his head with one hand, and kissed him fiercely, blocking the words he was about to say.

He doesn't want to hear anything now!

Ling Xingye is going to leave him again, the last time was 13 years, how many years is this time?

He wants to leave, but no one can keep him.

But he is no longer Qin Fanzhou in the Tianjie Mountains. The choice this time is not in Ling Xingye's hands, but in his hands!

Ling Xingye opened his eyes wide, his eyelashes trembling slightly, showing an expression of disbelief and extreme anger.

Qin Fanzhou, what is he doing? !

Qin Fanzhou bit the thin lips almost violently. The warm and soft touch not only failed to calm him down, but only made him more and more fascinated and crazy.

He pressed the back of Ling Xingye's head tightly, and rested his palms on the door, leaving traces, connected with bulging veins, which were hideous and terrifying.

Ling Xingye felt the pain coming from his lips, frowned, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

He had no spiritual power, his wrists were clasped behind his back, so his legs were slightly bent, ready to kick someone.

But Qin Fanzhou seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and almost at the moment when he lifted his leg, he suddenly pressed his upper body.

The door suddenly slammed, and the bodies of the two were pressed together tightly, and the warm breath intertwined instantly, leaving only the sound of rough panting in the air.

Ling Xingye trembled slightly with anger, Qin Fanzhou, is he crazy? !

As if feeling his anger, Qin Fanzhou stopped his movements, turned his face slightly, attached to his ear, and said in a deep voice: "I repent, Ling Xingye, no matter what, I will not let you leave me .”

Ling Xingye's lips were numb, and he almost lost consciousness. He let out a breath, with deep anger in his eyes.

"I want to go, no one stays..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the aura in the room suddenly moved, and the next moment, the surrounding scenes changed instantaneously.

On the spacious and soft bed, a muffled hum suddenly sounded.

Ling Xingye looked at Qin Fanzhou, who was pressing on him with a cold expression, and finally understood what he wanted to do.

"Qin Fanzhou, how dare you!"

"Up to now, I have nothing to dare, after all... there is no worse situation."

Qin Fanzhou said in a low voice, and unbuttoned his skirt, and then pulled Ling Xingye's belt, and unbuttoned his robe.

Ling Xingye took a deep breath, with a final warning, "Don't force me, Qin Fanzhou."

"I know what you want to do,"

Qin Fanzhou chuckled indifferently, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Do you want to summon Yan Yu, and then how do you leave? By the way, you are reluctant to kill me, after all, I have Qin Yao's blood. So, you have to knock me out again, and then you will never see me in this life, yes ?"

Ling Xingye sneered, "That's right, I won't kill you, but I don't want to see you again in this life!"

"OK,"

Qin Fanzhou tore off Ling Xingye's inner shirt suddenly with his almost white fingers, exposing his white shoulders, and suddenly pushed him up.

He bit his cheeks and forced out words.

"Although you summon Yan Yu, but, Ling Xingye, let me tell you, if I don't succeed today, there will be no such person as Qin Fanzhou in the world!"

The corners of Ling Xingye's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "You're threatening me, hiss."

Qin Fanzhou raised his head, with an imperceptible wry smile on the corner of his lips.

"If you think it's a threat, it's a threat. No matter how much I hate it, in the end, I can only threaten you with this blood."

Ling Xingye frowned, and his voice softened, "Let go, I won't leave."

"Ha, that's great,"

Qin Fanzhou showed a genuine smile, then suddenly turned cold, "But I don't believe it."

"Thanks to you, now I don't pin my hopes on anyone anymore. I only believe in the existing facts. If you are mine, where can you go!"

Ling Xingye's body trembled suddenly, and he put his hands on Qin Fanzhou's shoulders, trying to push him away.

"Qin...well,"

"You fucking stop me! Don't force me!"

Ling Xingye shouted angrily, what do you want him to do?

Summon Yan Yu, and then leave at ease, regardless of Qin Fanzhou's life or death?

If he didn't care, why would he come out from the end of the ruins.

However, it is absolutely impossible for him and Qin Fanzhou!

"Qin Fanzhou, stop! I am a demon..."

Qin Fanzhou didn't know when he got up, looked at Ling Xingye under him, his eyes dimmed, and kissed him suddenly.

At this time, Ling Xingye's usually cold and handsome face was stained with a little crimson.

The small fan-like black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes were also reddened by his previous actions. There was a dazed look in his eyes, which looked indescribably seductive.

He lightly lifted Ling Xingye's sweat-soaked hair, and kissed his thin lips gently with his lips, as if to appease, as if to admit his mistake.

He thought, there is no one more mean than he in the world.

However, as long as he is alive, no matter what means he uses, Ling Xingye must be his!

Qin Fanzhou's hand that was free on Ling Xingye's waist tightened, suddenly imprisoning his figure.

He looked at Ling Xingye's panicked eyes, his eyes darkened.

Ling Xingye's body trembled slightly, he held his breath, and when he noticed the movement below him, his face suddenly turned pale.

Qin Fanzhou froze and didn't move, looking at Ling Xingye's panicked expression, his heart ached slightly.

But at this moment, he will never retreat.

"If you can, can you take a good look at me, not because my surname is Qin, but because of me, but me!"

"Ling Xingye, I like you, I like you very much..."

He leaned over and whispered in Ling Xingye's ear, his hoarse voice was full of unresolved sadness and despair.

Then, he held down all of Ling Xingye's struggles, ignored his trembling pain, and carried out his desire without hesitation.

As if there was no end to it, Ling Xingye wanted to retreat in a panic, but was locked firmly, and there was no room for retreating and escaping.

After an unknown amount of time, a fiery breath filled the air, and in the brocade tent, with the trembling of the bed, it became more and more intense.

On a piece of green grass a few miles away from the attic, two spirit beasts scratched their claws and stared at each other.

Yan Yu's eyes were cracked, and he said: "Ye is very angry now, and he is about to summon me!"

Qibao's face was sullen, his expression was sluggish, "I feel like a beast, Fanfan is so sad now, alas."

Yan Yu sneered, stretched out his sharp claws, and rubbed them on the ground.

"I've already noticed that, within half a stick of incense, I will leave."

Qibao was even more sad, lowered his head, clasped his palms at a loss, and suddenly burst into tears.

"This divine beast feels so desperate, it's heartbroken."

Suddenly, the two beasts paused together and looked at each other.

Yan Yu was stunned and said: "I can't feel it anymore."

Qibao raised his ears, "So does this beast."

Yan Yu was stunned, "Ye actually isolated this seat, isn't he crazy?!"

Qibao still shrugged his ears, echoed in a low voice, "This divine beast is too."

Yan Yu suddenly raised his legs, kicked Qibao nearby, and said angrily: "Don't be too, I am very annoying to hear that!"

Qibao rolled over, jumped up, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Dare to kick Grandpa Beast? This divine beast beats you so hard that you don't even recognize the ancestor of the Flame Beast!"

The two sides were gearing up and wrestled together in an instant. The battle scene was extremely hot, you ice my claws, I burn your hairs, and the battle was so dark.

Ling Xingye's quietly drooping eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing a sleeping face.

He was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses.

The air froze in an instant.

Under this line of sight, Qin Fanzhou calmly opened his eyes.

He chose to ignore the coldness in his eyes, and with a little force on the hands around Ling Xingye's waist, he brought the person closer to him and kissed him.

This time he didn't stop, just stopped at one touch.

His voice was low and nasal, "Are you trying to kill me?"

Ling Xingye said coldly, his voice was almost hoarse, "I really have this idea."

Qin Fanzhou smiled lightly, his eyes brightened slightly, he took Ling Xingye's hand, and gave him a dagger.

"You don't like to lie, since you have said it, you have moved your heart."

Ling Xingye looked at the dark evil blade, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Qin Fanzhou clasped his fingers firmly between Ling Xingye's fingers, helping him to hold the evil blade tightly, and pointed the coldly shining blade tip at himself.

"Last time, the evil blade you left killed me once. This time, you can try again to see if you can really kill me."

Ling Xingye sneered, and mocked: "I don't have spiritual power now, can it hurt you, Qin Fanzhou, don't be hypocritical, I am sick of seeing it."

Qin Fanzhou lowered his eyes and tried to raise the corners of his lips, but he couldn't move. All the hopes and hopes disappeared in an instant.

He sighed and said, "I won't use my spiritual power to resist,"

Ling Xingye didn't move, he sneered from the bottom of his heart.

What the hell, this will pretend to be pitiful, why did you go early!

Seeing the mockery and coldness on Ling Xingye's face, Qin Fanzhou showed that he didn't believe him, his heart was cold for a while, and he felt that he had never been so cold in Longbingtan back then.

With a hurt expression on his face, he said in a trembling voice, "You don't believe me."

Enduring the soreness in his waist, Ling Xingye slapped Qin Fanzhou on the head when he heard that he raised his hand.

"I believe you ass! When I tell you to slow down, why don't you slow down?! When I tell you to stop, why don't you stop?! I said so many times for the last time, it's all a lie !!"

He was tossed about for a few days, and now his waist is sore and painful, and his lower body is almost numb, and he dare not move!

Qin Fanzhou was startled, and resentfully said: "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Then, he stiffened his neck and said loudly: "It doesn't matter if you hate me or blame me, it's up to you whether you want to kill me or kill me, but I don't regret it, I will do it again!"

Ling Xingye threw the evil blade, this time, he really wanted to strangle him to death.