gun on daisy

lingering.

A few pieces of clothing were thrown casually on the mahogany floor.

Under the crystal chandelier, on the big soft bed covered with pure white sheets in the center of the room, someone was wriggling under the quilt.

Due to the cover of the quilt, the provocative moans inside became weaker.

Suddenly the quilt was lifted, and a brown-haired man poked his head out first, touched his handsome face with his hands, and took a deep breath.

The brown-haired man knelt on the bed, smiled slightly, and caressed another man with flushed cheeks under him.

"Ye Che, I'm in love with you."

The brown-haired man fiddled with the broken hair on Ye Che's forehead, "You really make people want more."

Ye Che smiled charmingly, and the hand holding the bed sheet loosened weakly.

Stretching out her slender and fair fingers, she wiped the white liquid from the corner of her mouth slightly, and then stretched her fingers to her rosy lips.

The tempting tongue licked all the liquid off those fingers.

Ye Che smiled charmingly again, staring at the person who was pressing on him and supported him on the bed with his hands, staring at him.

"Thank you for your appreciation, it is my job to please the master.

However, master, do you fall in love with me, or... fall in love with me? "Ye Che smiled, and was about to get up, but was pushed down again.

The brown-haired man stretched out his hand, and pinched Ye Che's cheek: "Of course I like you, seeing the vulgar look of Cheng Huan on your crotch.

Also, as long as I'm happy, it's not impossible to call me Ji Zinuo directly. "

Ji Zinuo got up and got out of bed, and opened a drawer of the bedside cabinet.

A small wooden box was taken out.

Ye Che knelt and sat on the bed.

Hair like black jade, delicate face as delicate as a porcelain doll, slightly hanging red phoenix eyes, red lips like cherry, slightly sickly white skin, thin shoulders, and white turbid liquid slowly sliding down from the lower collarbone.

His allure is like an obsessive poison.

Even if the toxin will invade the bone marrow, I want to invade him for one more second.

Ji Zinuo opened the wooden box in his hand, which contained a bunch of various "toys" for training.

With a confident face and a sinister smile, Ji Zinuo grabbed a few plastic clips with his hands and shook them twice between his fingers. The eyes of the two moved with the clips.

"Since you make me like you so much, as a reward, I'll use this this time."

Ji Zinuo picked up a few clips, picked out a few shiny silver needles, and approached Ye Che who was already staring dully at the things in his hand.

"Master...don't! I was wrong, I will obey you obediently, don't...can I change to another...don't..." Ye Che's expression suddenly became flustered, and there was more fear in his eyes. More despair.

He should have known that his begging for mercy was futile.

The man who dominates him, Ji Zinuo, never knows what pity is.

"The night before yesterday, you and the director of the company's propaganda department went to the hotel opposite the company and messed around all night, right? What's it called... Tch, forget it, anyway, he will obediently resign in the afternoon."

Ji Zinuo gradually approached the flustered Ye Che, "Is it cool? Is that cute daisy behind you so eager to be stuffed by everyone?" "..." Ji Zinuo sneered, Picking up a clip that was scattered in his hand, he walked around Ye Che's chest, looking for his target.

"There must be some punishment for you.

I don't want my toy to be ridden by thousands of people and crushed by thousands of people. "

Ji Zinuo's fingers wandered over Ye Che's chest, and finally stopped on the two red and tender cherries on his chest, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Clip here, okay?" With some unshed tears, Chu Chu pitifully bit her lower lip: "Don't...it will hurt."

Ji Zinuo still looked at the person in front of him with a smile, leaned closer, and tapped Ye Che's lips: "Ye Che, be good, don't be afraid."

Then without hesitation, he clamped the clip to the red cherry on Ye Che's chest.

"Ah! Ah...ah...Master! It hurts...ah..." Ye Che couldn't hold back his tears, but still fell from the corners of his eyes.

Ji Zinuo leaned closer to this cute plaything in his eyes, and kissed away the tears on Ye Che's cheeks with his own lips.

But Ye Che's screams didn't stop because of this.

The pain spread instantly, and every cell seemed to be torn apart.

Gradually, the painful cry turned into a seductive moan: "Ah... ah, don't... no, woo... don't, um... um..." Maybe he did it on purpose.

It was obviously so painful, but he still had to hold back the pain and let out lewd screams to lure others to satisfy him.

Thinking about this, Ji Zinuo took a silver needle next to the remaining clips in his hand.

He looked at Ye Che. This young man's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was extremely attractive.

"Don't be so mean.

Say it, say you love me, say you love being fucked by me! Ji Zinuo smiled triumphantly, and pierced the silver needle in his hand through the nipple that was about to bleed from the clip.

"Ah!! Ah...It hurts...Ah! It hurts..." Ye Che's knuckle-knuckle hands almost scratched the bed sheet.

There is no hoarse cry, only the pain of dripping blood.

The blood literally flowed down.

One drop, two drops, dripped on the pure white sheet, gradually blurring, like wintersweet in snow.

"Say it, Ye Che.

With your mean mouth, repeat what I just said. "

Ji Zinuo grabbed Ye Che's hair and smiled at him.

Don't cry, don't cry out.

Ye Che silently warned himself, but tears were already shed in his heart.

"I love you...I love...you...Master, I...I like to be trampled by you..." A painful expression appeared on Ye Che's immature face, but he smiled. As if ready to die in the next second, he smiled generously.

"Oh, very good."

Ji Zinuo took off the clip.

Immediately, the pain spread and spread throughout the body again.

The hand holding the bed sheet was clenched again.

Ye Che gritted his teeth, forcing himself to keep smiling.

The blood was still dripping, slowly falling down the skin under the silver needle, leaving a deep red bloodstain.

"You can go.

Don't worry, it's sterilized.

The next time I strip naked in front of me, I want to see the needle is still there. "

Ji Zinuo got out of bed, dressed solemnly, and looked back at Ye Che who had collapsed on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Uncle Yan, come in."

Ji Zinuo straightened his tie and called the butler outside the door to come in.

"Master, what's the matter?" A kind-hearted, energetic man who was about fifty years old replied.

"What time does that smelly old man finish his afternoon meeting?" "The chairman's meeting is expected to end at four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Ask the driver to take me to the company.

Also, tell those under you to tidy up the bed for me, so as not to leave any traces. "

"Yes."

"Ye Che, come here."

Ji Zinuo was already dressed, the suit and leather shoes obviously didn't suit him, he was still too young.

Ye Che had just put on his loose white shirt and staggered over.

Ji Zinuo lowered his head slightly, brushed away the broken hair on Ye Che's forehead, and left a kiss.

"Ye Che, if I say I love you, will you believe me?" Ji Zinuo whispered in Ye Che's ear, still smiling evilly.

"Pillow talk is unbelievable."

Ye Che lowered his head, unable to see his expression.

But it shouldn't be a happy expression.

"very good."

Ji Zinuo turned around, flung the suit jacket over his shoulder with his right hand, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and the red flame went out.

After taking a puff of smoke slowly, he rubbed Ye Che's hair: "Ye Che, I don't love you."

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