I have the beauty of the villain's love

Arriving in the town, Linghu Yin got off the horse with Zhou Lang in his arms, and knocked on the door of an inn.

The man who opened the door didn't dare to close the door after seeing Linghu Yin's dressing up, so he had to bite the bullet and welcome them in.

"Master..."

Linghu Yin threw out a pure gold Ling Jian, "I want a guest room and hot water."

The man saw the big words "General's Order" on the token, his face turned pale, he picked up the token with trembling hands and returned it, "Master, upstairs please—"

Linghu Yin took the Lingjian and followed the guide upstairs.

After sending Linghu Yin into the guest room, the man bowed his waist and stood outside the door, "Master, the younger one is going to boil the water first, if there is anything, just tell the younger one."

Linghuyin said 'hmm', and the man took him out the door.

Zhou Lang was frozen stiff, with the drenched cloak sticking to his body, Linghuyin put him on the bed, Zhou Lang untied the cloak that was still dripping, pulled the quilt and wrapped himself up completely.

Linghu Yin crouched by the bed and looked at him, "Let me see the injury on your foot."

Zhou Lang stretched out his injured foot.

Linghuyin saw the red mark on his ankle, lowered his eyes and lifted his foot up.

The wound on the sole of Zhou Lang's foot was already white with blisters, Linghu Yin wiped off the water stains on his foot, and then gently blew out the fine sand and gravel embedded in his wound.

Zhou Lang shivered for a moment, subconsciously wanting to shrink back.

Linghu Yin's hand held the red mark on his ankle, not letting him break free.

"elder brother……"

Linghu Yin's eyes as calm as water flickered twice, and he let go of his hand, "Later, apply some golden sore medicine."

Zhou Lang responded and retracted his feet into the quilt.

There was a knock on the door, "Master Jun, the hot water is ready."

Linghuyin got up and opened the door, let the man in and poured hot water into the bathtub, after a few back and forth, a thin layer of mist formed in the room.

After dismissing the man, Linghu Yin walked to the bed and carried Zhou Lang out of the quilt.

Zhou Lang was startled and was about to break free.Linghu Yin said, "You have an injury on your foot, so don't get off the ground yet."

Zhou Lang was still very uncomfortable, "It's just a minor injury, it's fine."

Linghuyin didn't answer, and carried him into the tub, while Zhou Lang hugged his shoulders and shrank into the hot water.

Linghu Yin retreated to the bed and sat down, Zhou Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, he always felt that Linghuyin was very strange today...

"Brother Zhou." Linghu Yin's voice came from behind.

Zhou Lang responded.

After another long silence, Linghu Yin finally spoke, "Are you determined to leave Xiaorou?"

When Zhou Lang heard this question from his brother-in-law, he dared to be ambiguous, "Yes." Then he hurriedly explained, "Rou'er treats me with sincerity, but I, I..." Zhou Lang felt that it was tempting. It was inappropriate to say that word, so I concealed it, "It's really embarrassing."

"There is no room for change?" Linghu Yin's voice seemed to carry some other meaning.

"Yes." Zhou Lang didn't hear it, he had already figured it out, Linghurou was the daughter of a general, but he was only the son of a merchant, so he didn't mention the right family. How difficult it is, if it drags on, I'm afraid it will hurt people's hearts even more, "I ask myself to step down, and I will never tarnish Rou'er's reputation."

Anyway, he is notorious, and it doesn't matter if he bears the title of "next husband".

"Brother Zhou, do you have someone you like?" Linghu Yin's voice was almost behind his ears.

Zhou Lang didn't realize it yet, "Not yet." He really fell in love with Linghu Rou at first sight, but the fate of this couple was so short.

Linghu Yin leaned down, almost sticking to Zhou Lang's ear, "I like you."

Zhou Lang hurriedly turned his head, he saw Linghuyin was close at hand, he shrank to the other side of the tub, and the splashed water fell all over the floor.It was only when he distanced himself from Linghuyin that Zhou Lang forced a smile, "Brother, what did you just say?" He heard every word clearly, but it seemed like he didn't hear a single word clearly.

"I said—" Linghu Yin's face emerged in the dense water vapor, he put his arms around Zhou Lang's shoulders, and then kissed his lips, the kiss was easy to leave, "I like you." Then Under Zhou Lang's staring eyes, he bit his lip and pried open his lips and teeth.

Zhou Lang pushed him, trying to get out of the tub with all his hands and feet, but Linghu Yin grabbed him and squeezed himself into the tub.

The water splashed all over the ground.

The ruby ​​on Linghu Yin's forehead was like a fiery heart, and his eyes were full of dark undercurrents.

"Ling, Linghuyin—" Zhou Lang hadn't called Linghuyin by his name in front of him.

Linghu Yin pressed on him, but didn't respond, and took Zhou Lang's hand to touch his own things.

Zhou Lang withdrew his hand like an electric shock, "Linghuyin, there are many wandering warblers in this town—I, I..." He stood up and wanted to get out of the tub, "I'll find one for you."

Linghu Yin wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed him into his arms, "I only want you."

Zhou Lang bumped Linghu Yin with his elbow, while holding on to the bathtub, he desperately wanted to run out.

The water in the bathtub splashed more, and the water vapor in the room became heavier.

Zhou Lang's chest was pressed against the edge of the barrel, and Linghu Yin's extended neck was sucked and kissed.

This fucking-

"Linghu Yin! Let me go, let me go—" He seemed unable to say anything else now.

One of the arms around his waist was retracted, but the other arm was tightened even more.

The water droplets splashed onto the veil in front of him, looking at the entangled two people inside from the outside, there was a sense of charm out of thin air.

"I can't let it go." Linghu Yin pressed against his ear, laughed twice, and then put his earballs in his mouth.

The wet hair behind him stuck to Linghu Yin's arm, and Linghu Yin's loose arm wrapped around his chest.

Zhou Lang's voice was already pleading, "Linghuyin, I betrayed Rou'er, I——ah!"

Something squeezed between the legs.

Zhou Lang's eyes were full of water vapor, like ripples swaying in layers.

Linghu Yin had just one free hand, and went to undress.

"If you're divorced, marry me." After Linghuyin said this, his arms around Zhou Lang suddenly tightened.

Zhou Lang felt breathless at first, and then a sharp pain made his eyes go black.

"You are brother Rou'er, how can you—" Zhou Lang was in severe pain, his eyelashes trembled twice, and he did not know whether the two drops were tears or mist.

Linghu Yin leaned on his shoulder, "Be patient."

Before Zhou Lang realized what the three words meant, the severe pain broke his body.

This time he couldn't even utter the words Linghu Yin, his shoulders were swollen by the heat, and his shoulder blades fluttered like a butterfly's wings when he was panting. , the layers of red marks on it are like the patterns on butterfly wings.

Linghu Yin also frowned tightly, he heard Zhou Lang's low sobs.

Compassion and passion welled up in my heart.

The dead end that day was him and Zhou Lang, Xie Yinghuai gave him a way out, but he wanted to block the last way out.

"Spread your legs more." There was also heavy panting in his voice.

Zhou Lang's cry was pulled out again, and his knuckles lying on the edge of the tub turned white from too much force.

"Don't... don't go in again..." The wet hair was dripping drop by drop.

Totally intolerable.

He was trembling and sobbing.

While Linghuyin felt distressed, he wanted to hurt him even more.

Why is it so beautiful when crying...why is it so touching when trembling in his arms...

Zhou Lang felt that the thing was about to burst out of his stomach, and the terrible feeling that his stomach would rot in the next moment made him stretch out his hand to caress his lower abdomen, where he could indeed feel the protruding outline.

"Linghuyin... Linghuyin..."

Zhou Lang cried and called his name.

"My stomach...is about to burst..."

His whole body was trembling, and his head was hanging down like a lamb being slaughtered.

He was born so white, so handsome, and there was nothing not beautiful about him.Even the sound can get into his ears and fill his empty heart.

I told him over and over again not to hurt him.

The body screamed and violated him over and over again.

Zhou Lang actually touched Linghu Yin's hot skin.Is it over...is it over...

The things in his body receded a little, Zhou Lang tensed his body, trying to raise his head.

Linghuyin slammed into it again with great force, shaking off the water drops all over the floor with his wet hair, and then pushed his head up again.

The sound of the water being stirred became louder and louder, and Zhou Lang almost died from crying.

But he couldn't resist at all.

He didn't even have the strength to get out.

The tub, which was not very strong, suddenly broke the iron ring, and Zhou Lang fell out together with the water flow plank.

Hot water flowed all over the floor, and some flowed through the crack of the door into the corridor outside.

Linghuyin pulled Zhou Lang when he fell to the ground, and then threw him on the couch with his arms.

Zhou Lang's fat-like skin was dyed a rouge-like color, and his limbs fell on the couch, supporting his hands to grab the quilt to cover his body.Linghu Yin took off the remaining clothes on his body, and pressed them on again.

This time Zhou Lang was facing him, and he could see Zhou Lang's red eyes from crying and his bleeding lips.

Linghu Yin stretched out his hand and brushed his wet hair away, "Don't cry, I'll be lighter."

The tightly closed legs were separated again, Zhou Lang kicked twice, and kicked Linghu Yin's chest once.Linghuyin held his ankle and folded his legs.

Although he spoke softly, his next actions showed no mercy.

He broke Zhou Lang's body again, his dark eyes fixed on every subtle expression of Zhou Lang.

The harder Zhou Lang cried, the more irresistible his desire became.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was the waiter from the shop who was disturbed by the movement just now, and asked tremblingly outside the door, "Master Jun, just now—" Then the waiter seemed to have seen the water flowing from the ground, and vaguely guessed the time. Something happened to the bathtub, and I hurriedly apologized, "Master Jun, I will bring you the hot water for the boiler again!"

Linghu Yin looked at Zhou Lang who was still crying just now, suddenly bit his lip, and suppressed the trembling voice.

I'm very scared, and I really don't want people to find out...

Linghu Yin originally wanted to send him away, but when he saw Zhou Lang's appearance, he changed his tune and said, "Well, I will send him in in a quarter of an hour."

Zhou Lang's eyes widened suddenly, looking at Linghu Yin who was pressing on him.

Linghu Yin stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the wound on his lips, and smiled with a trace of his curved lips, "Cry."