dear earl

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yin stood at the door of the familiar apartment.The street lamp softened Yin's face, he wore a coat, put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head, his hair was hanging down softly, he didn't know what he was thinking.

When Rinzhe drove back, he saw a figure he had been thinking about in his dreams, standing in front of him, Rinzhe was stunned, stepped on the brake, but did not get off.

Seeing that he was back, Yin smiled warmly at the people in the car, stepped forward, and opened the car door for him.

Rinzhe's heartbeat stopped for a few seconds, and after a long time, he got out of the car, not daring to look at him, and said softly, "Are you back?"

"It's only been a few days, why don't you dare to look at me anymore? Rinzhe, look at me." Yin held Rinzhe's pale face, looked at Rinzhe's timid and sad eyes, and smiled softly.

Lin Zhe felt like crying.It is true that he is not a woman and cries so easily, but he seems to know what Yin is going to do next.

Rinzhe began to shake his head and began to resist.

"You're not Yin...go away." Rinzhe's words still make people feel that he seems to be very calm, but Yin Slot, who knows Rinzhe very well, doesn't think so.

"Honey...I'm Yin...why don't you know me?" Yin was very affectionate, but the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth couldn't hide what he was really thinking.Stupid human beings, heh, it’s just for fun, so what if you go to bed, it’s just my Mr. Slot’s plaything, you’re actually serious.

Rinzhe began to shake his head violently, pushed Yin away helplessly, shook his head self-consciously, took a step back, and with a trembling voice, he prayed a little: "Don't erase my memory..."

After hearing this, Yin raised his eyebrows and smiled, but his eyes were full of determination. It's really interesting that this little guy knew that I wanted to erase his memory.He's not human, he sure isn't.So……

Silver swallowed a bloody smile, and the blue pupils of his eyes instantly became complicated.

The person standing in front of me must be from the Holy Church.

Ah.Your holy sect sent people to play with me, so naturally I will not let you down.

Yin took a step forward, grabbed Rinzhe's elegant and fair neck, and bit down with a "hangchi", sucking it in a big mouthful. A few minutes later, Yin pushed Rinzhe away who was dying.

Rinzhe's brain was dizzy, his eyes were dark, he couldn't stand upright, and sat down on the ground, but was quickly pulled up by Yin.

Yin licked the blood on his lips, the corners of his lips were split widely, revealing his cold white teeth, looking playfully and dangerously at the almost transparent Rinzhe in front of him, his voice was cold and ruthless, without the gentleness he pretended before, He paused every word: "Since you don't want to lose your memory, then go back with me, and I will torture you for the rest of your life."

Linzhe didn't hear Yin's words clearly.

Did he make Yin unhappy?

Rinzhe thought in a daze, a burst of bitterness welled up in his heart.

Yin took Rinzhe back to his bedroom in a teleportation, and threw Rinzhe on the bed like throwing garbage. Rinzhe groaned in pain, and then Yin pressed down.

"I heard that people in the Holy Cult keep themselves clean. Why are you a scum of the Holy Cult? Huh?" Yinxie smiled, and forcefully opened Rinzhe's shirt. Rinzhe regained some clarity, but his eyes were still hazy.

"You said, why are you so cheap, huh? Rinzhe, why are you so cheap? What did the holy sect send you here for? To vent my desire? You are dressed like a dog, and your clothes are so easy to tear. I can't wait for the day Can it be wiped away by my day, right?" Yin took off Rinzhe's pants very roughly, not caring how much Rinzhe resisted.

Yin took off his clothes quickly, pressed Rinzhe's shoulders mercilessly, and pinched Rinzhe's neck with the other hand, leaving crimson fingerprints. Rinzhe was sobbing, unable to speak a word.

Yin didn't care if he hurt the people under him, he rushed straight into Rinzhe's fragile intestines without even dilating.

Rinzhe's face turned pale again, he frowned his pretty eyebrows, held back, and said no more, he must have upset Yin somewhere.

Yin raised the corners of his lips, and let go of the hand that was pinching Rinzhe's neck. Rinzhe coughed suddenly, took a deep breath, and his eyes that were gradually losing focus were still looking at Yin closely.

"Silver... Rinzhe opened his dry lips slightly and called softly.

"The dog of the Holy Church is worthy of calling me by my name?!" Yin seemed a little angry, and moved his waist crazily. Rinzhe turned his head to the side, and couldn't hide the choking in his throat. He covered his face and let out tears Through the fingers.

"Don't hit that... Rinzhe popped his toes, every cell in his body is screaming that he wants more. Is he really cheap, Yin obviously doesn't like him, he is still so annoying I leaned forward and gave him my body, isn't he very mean...

Yin smiled deeper, and bumped harder again, pretending to be affectionate, and said the cruelest words in the most tender tone: "When I fucked you for the first time, how many times did you orgasm? Three times? Three times in a few days , How about nine times, I let you, a member of the holy religion, climax and die from climax!"

Rinzhe was so stimulated by Yin's words that he straightened his lower abdomen and shot straight at Yin's strong lower abdomen.

"Zhen Yindang, you are indeed a scum in the Holy Cult." Yin showed disdain, lowered his head, and began to bite Rinzhe's lips. Rinzhe narrowed his eyes, trying to find a trace of tenderness. His blood proved that he was thinking too much.

Yin went all the way down from Rinzhe's lips, biting Rinzhe's lower abdomen, and Rinzhe hardened again without disappointment. Yinzhe was curious and began to tease Rinzhe. Anyway, he hadn't ejaculated yet, and he had more time to play with him.

Yin pushed it again, but deliberately deflected it a little, and said with a smile: "Is this Rinzhe?"

"Tsk, you're so boring. It seems that I'd better kill you." Yin narrowed his eyes and started a new attack.