The river is about to burn the mountain

But the reduction in the number does not mean that the purpose of this punishment must be compromised.Jiang Zhan knew that he was going to Chiang Mai to deal with Jiang Kun's affairs in a few days. If he wasn't there, no one would be able to suppress Ji Qiuhan, so the rules that should be established should be set in front.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhan changed the belt in his hand, held the end of the copper buckle in his hand, shook his head and refused:

"not good."

"...Jiang,...," when Ji Qiuhan was about to discuss again, the impatient lover interrupted him directly:

"Baby, you understand, I can wait for you, but after ten o'clock, all the fines will be cleared. Let's go to the study and try again."

Jiang Zhan has been in power for many years and has developed his style of keeping his word and doing it. Ji Qiuhan's teeth bit down on his thin lower lip with white marks.

His drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was weighing the consequences of his lover's words, or he also wanted to exchange his "obedience" for some other purpose.

Finally, under Jiang Zhan's gaze behind him, the black satin pajama pants were gradually slipped to the knees by hesitant fingers.The warm air in the bedroom was turned into shivering particles, caressing the bare buttocks that were completely exposed to the view.

In the silence, it seemed that Ji Qiuhan could only hear the faint panting in his chest following the extremely shameful movements.

"All right…"

A few strands of black hair that Ji Qiuhan hadn't combed were hanging down his forehead, and he lowered his head, his syllables were so small that they were almost drowned in the carpet under his feet.

"Okay," Jiang Zhan gently raised his heroic brows, he seemed a little surprised by his lover's unusual obedience today.

"Then let's start the calculation."

"Have I emphasized to you more than once that your stomach needs to eat on time. But in the past two months, how many times have you delayed the time of eating for me again and again?"

Ji Qiuhan, who lowered his head, suddenly rolled his Adam's apple up and down, because at this moment, the belt in Jiang Zhan's hand was threateningly pressing against his naked back.

"I've seen the opening records brought up by the servants. I'll let you go for one, two, ten minutes. I just ask you, how many times have you pushed for more than an hour?"

The tough and smooth leather with a cold touch is waiting for the painful bare skin, Ji Qiuhan subconsciously wants to answer vaguely:

"...It's been so long, I can't remember...,!"

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhan's right hand raised high,

"Don't...,! I...!!"

However, the belt didn't listen to him when he broke through the wind. He pulled off the belt neatly, and there was a clear and loud hitting sound on the naked buttocks. emerge.

"Hmm...!" The sudden beating made Ji Qiuhan unable to suppress a muffled moan in his throat, and his hot blood rushed to his brain just after being hit.

"...Let..., let me think..., it seems that there is..."

"Well!!…!"

But this time, the lover still didn't wait for his attitude to improve. He "confessed" and Jiang Zhan had already picked up the belt with his backhand, and then he slammed down on the left buttock with a cold blow, forcing Ji Qiuhan's answer hard. Swallowing it back halfway.

"…you,!…!"

There was a burning pain in the buttocks and it swelled up along the two scars. Unexpectedly, Ji Qiuhan wanted to turn around and argue,

"I'm already thinking...!"

Jiang Zhan was unmoved, the belt in his hand was lifted up again under Ji Qiuhan's panicked eyes that wanted to dodge, but he held it high and lightly, and lightly tapped on the striking crimson against the snow-white skin behind Ji Qiuhan. The buttocks are scratched.

"Baby, I know you can figure it out, don't be clever. In order to make our conversation more efficient tonight, from now on, you only have one chance to answer my question at the beginning of each round. If you miss this time, you will have to finish it again." Wait for the next round."

"Ten rounds, I've already given you a discount."

After saying that, Jiang Zhan turned his vigorous wrist, as if adjusting the angle of the pitch-black belt in his hand, and swung it again.

"From now on, I don't want to hear anything else, count."

The sound of the belt being swung up was terrifying, and every drop was enough to instantly draw a wide and terrifying red mark on the sacrificial buttocks, which swelled up very quickly.

"five…,"

"Nine…,!"

Ji Qiuhan's push-up hands grabbed the huanghuali wood of the high stand vigorously, his pale nails were about to dig into the wood texture with the pain, he forced himself to remain still, adjusted his breathing, and used it to complete the counting.

After ten strokes, Jiang Zhan put away the belt.

"Do you remember now? Be careful, if the number you reported is different from what I saw, the number of discrepancy will be doubled."

Ji Qiuhan swallowed the saliva forced out of his mouth by the pain, thinking about Jiang Zhan's words.

"..., about..., twelve times...."

Recalling these is actually as simple as opening an open calendar for him.

After finishing speaking, Ji Qiuhan closed his eyes resignedly. This was a problem that Jiang Zhan had repeatedly emphasized to him. He seemed to be ready to receive the belt under his lover's anger, but after waiting, there was no movement. He was a little hesitant or confused. Slightly turned around.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhan behind him with a belt in one hand and the half-opened meal record book in the other.

He saw Jiang Zhan's brows furrowed unconsciously, which meant that Jiang Zhan was suspicious.

Ji Qiuhan's heart trembled in an instant, the ten belts with at least seven points of force just now made his entire buttocks receive hot caresses, which made him very sure that he could not bear the next round on the "same problem" ask.

"...No...,! Maybe I remember wrong...,"

"...It should be..., fifteen times...."

Ji Qiuhan had no choice but to come up with a more accurate number in exchange, and he lowered his head dejectedly, like a student in the old days who only waited for the teacher to announce the answer to be punished.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhan stopped reading and waved the meal record book on the coffee table beside him.

There was a loud "crack", and the angry book seemed to knock over the bone china teacup on the coffee table.

This word was so cold that Jiang Zhan behind him laughed angrily, "I really underestimated you. There are only eight times here, and it seems to be beautified."

"You screwed me out fifteen times in two months?"

"Are you going to ignore my words without fighting with you? You can't learn to eat well, right? Let's learn tonight."

Ji Qiuhan: "...,"

He already knew in his heart that it was over for tonight.

"Fifteen plus doubled fourteen, a total of 29. The old rules, no dodging or blocking, I can hear the report. Do you understand?"

what else can he do,

"…,clear…,"

The buttocks were soaked in excessively hot pain, and the number began to be settled from the evil "one" again, but the pain from the hot oil poured on the buttocks that were already covered with red marks was superimposed layer by layer at a geometric growth rate.

"Seventeen...,"

"twenty four…,!"

The sound of the belt being swung up in the bedroom broke the wind. Jiang Zhan had always kept his hands free during his training.And the belt is no better than a rattan cane that can roll all over the floor. The pain it brings is the most unbearable in the first round, but after a lot of pumping, it is easy to cause pain numbness.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhan, who draws a lot of people, knows the way well, and the rhythm of the falling belt is appropriate.He knows that there are not many people tonight, and if he wants to have a long memory, he has to make a lot of "pain".

Following the counting, the oozing sweat wet the neckline of the black pajamas, sticking to Ji Qiuhan's snow-white collarbone.

"26...!..."

Clenching his teeth and letting out an unstoppable groan, Ji Qiuhan, who was sweating profusely from the constant pain coming from behind, couldn't help it anymore, wanting to make his lover soft-hearted:

"Jiang Zhan...!"

"...I was wrong..., don't call..., I..., I will eat well...,"

His pleading could only be heard in extreme pain before he opened his mouth, but Jiang Zhan behind him stopped at his will.

Jiang Zhan held the belt, and pressed the corner of the hard and tough cowhide against the junction of the buttocks and legs that were already red and swollen, which really caused the prone lover to gasp again.

"Let's hear it, why is it delicious?"

"On time..., every meal...," Ji Qiuhan's fine eyelashes were moist, he opened his mouth panting and calming down his words.

"I promise..., I won't push it again...,"

The red-stained buttocks were extremely fragile from whipping, Ji Qiuhan tried his best to hold down the movement he wanted to dodge to avoid the torture behind him.

He knew that he needed to be as "obedient" as possible before Jiang Zhan left, so that Jiang Zhan could let his guard down a bit.

However, the short pause did not wait for him to digest the last round of pain and thoughts, and the belt that followed followed closely again, and he whipped three times neatly and quickly, making crisp and sharp sounds on the red and swollen flesh.

"Uh...!!, twenty, nine...!"

Jiang Zhan didn't care about the number that he didn't report twice, the real "first round" of punishment was temporarily suspended, and the belt in Jiang Zhan's hand was already warming up under the constant contact with the hot skin.

Jiang Zhan stopped his hands and looked at the lover in front of him who was resting on the stool with his hands up and down, his back panting up and down, and his posture was obviously out of shape.

From the back of the pajamas to the junction of the buttocks and legs, the marks of ruthless whipping by the belt evenly covered every inch of skin, leaving a layer of deep bright red pain marks.There are several swollen marks on the buttocks, and the redness deepens where it inevitably overlaps, as if the skin is about to burst and bleed if it is pumped any further.

There was a bit of distress in Jiang Zhan's eyes, but he became ruthless, waved his hand neatly and raised a thump,

The tough and thick cowhide directly runs through the most fragile buttocks obliquely, and makes a hard and heavy crisp sound at the thin, almost transparent place supported by the swelling marks.

"Ugh!...!!"

Ji Qiuhan bowed and tensed his back almost instantly in this twitching reflex, like a beast caught by the sharp sawtooth of a hunting clip, the pear tree stand almost cracked for him.

"Let's talk about the overdose next."

Jiang Zhan's tone was still flat, he readjusted his belt and wrapped it half a circle around Jingjing's wrist,

"There are still 15 minutes, I want to hear the real answer, even if it will affect your work, but..., baby, you must not want to go to the study, right?"