The self-cultivation of the coquettish bitch

Chapter 72

"Then what do you want, Master?" Asking this, Qin Shen felt his voice tremble, and he quickly bit the tip of his tongue, suppressing the trembling.

But the master didn't say what he wanted immediately as he wished, but put his hand in front of his chin, leaned forward, raised his chin with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I want You will be reluctant to give it to me."

Qin Shen's heart shone brightly, and the feeling of uneasiness grew bigger and bigger, as if something was about to burst out of the ground—

"Of course I give what the master asks for with both hands," he said.

Of course, just stuff.

"Really? Are you so loyal to me?" Suddenly, the master stretched out his hand and poked Qin Shen's left atrium, "Are you facing me here?"

Qin Shen nodded slowly, with exploration hidden deep in his eyes.

What kind of medicine can be sold in the owner's pot.

"Okay, then you have to remember what you said." The master withdrew his hand, stood up, and went downstairs, waving his hands as he walked, "Okay, I'm going back to the laboratory. If you're okay, you can finish this life. Go back for coffee."

"Master, didn't you come back to me for something?" Qin Shen asked.

"It's okay, I just came back to play with you when I'm bored." The master stood in the middle of the stairs, with his hands on the handrail, and turned his head to look at Qin Shen, those dark eyes seemed to be smiling.

"..." Qin Shen was speechless, but unconsciously tightened his grip on the ear of the coffee cup.

What is the master going to do?

A while after the master went down, Qin Shen picked up the coffee and drank it down, then he also got up and walked down.

The door of the laboratory on the first floor was locked, and there was a sizzling sound coming from inside. Qin Shen stood at the door and listened for a while, but he really couldn't figure out what the sound was.

Giving up, he looked sideways at the room on the other side, which was the master's bedroom, and he had never entered it before, because he was not curious before, but now...

stand-in plan

As soon as Qin Shen closed his eyes, his mind was filled with plans for a substitute. His guesses were magnified infinitely by the brain cells, and all the cells in his body were clamoring for an answer.

A clear and clear answer.

Qin Shen raised his foot and took a few steps there, but soon stopped.

No, it's too hasty.If you are a little careless, you will be discovered, so let's go back first and make a long-term plan.

And after he disappeared, the master staying in the laboratory took off his mask, revealing the face underneath that was exactly the same as Li Maosheng's. When he saw the surveillance video on the computer, he ticked his chin with his fingers and smiled. Very evil.

Very good, as expected of something he cultivated with his own hands, as long as there is a little wind, he can deduce the whole incident, very good, very good.

Everything went as he expected.

Opening the door, the master came to his room on the other side.If Qin Shen would come in, then he would find a person lying here.

A man with the same appearance and figure as Zhou Han and Zhou Fu Mao No. 1.

That's his baby.

The master kissed the man on the forehead, took a towel beside him and wiped his face, with gentle movements and a gentle voice: "Wu Wu, wait a little longer, we will be together again soon."

The man lying on the bed didn't respond, only his face became paler and paler.

The master stood up and went down to the basement again.The previously dark basement is now brightly lit, and on the innermost wall, a man covered in scars is hanging by a bracelet.

That man was Zhou Fumao No. 1 who disappeared inexplicably before.He was taken away by Li Maosheng, and another face-to-face torture began.

When Li Maosheng's mood fluctuated slightly, he would come down and beat him, his back was ripped open and blood flowed everywhere.

In this short period of time, Zhou Fumao No. 1 has been tormented by him to the point of disillusionment, and his whole body leans towards the chopsticks.

"Xiao Sao. Huo," the master came to him, pulled his hair and picked up his head, "How is today? Do you miss my big ****?"

It's physical torture, and what's more perverted is the mental torture.

Zhou Fumao No. 1 lifted his eyelids feebly, his dark and lifeless eyes were frighteningly empty.

"It's a coquettish thing." Cursing so much, the master didn't have any idle hands. He tore off the pants of Zhou Fumao No. 1, together with his underwear, and then he picked up the whip hanging on the wall, and slapped it on On the ass of Zhou Fu Mao No. 1.

The other party immediately yelled out, and a big red mark immediately appeared on the snow-white buttocks, making the round buttocks more attractive.

The master walked up behind him, unzipped his crotch, took out his big bird that had already stood upright, and then grabbed Zhou Fumao No. 1's scarred waist with one hand, facing the confinement private area, and inserted it fiercely. . went in.

The tight place was suddenly pierced by a weapon, Zhou Fumao No. 1 was sweating profusely in pain, and his two eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, as if they were about to grow together.

But the people behind him didn't intend to let it go, instead they pinched his waist and stabbed him even harder, going to the deepest point one by one.

And with that twitch came whip after whip.The leather whip landed on his back, bright red and magnificent.And in this whipping

, the master seemed even more excited, and was still pinching Zhou Fumao No. 1's ass with high interest.

However, for Zhou Fumao No. 1, this sexual affair was nothing but physical and mental torture, and absolutely no pleasure at all.

After venting in his body, the master withdrew, wiped his genitals with a tissue, smashed the tissue on the other's ass, and then slowly stuffed the genitals back into his crotch and zipped it up.

Walking in front of him, the master pinched his chin, scratched his face with his nails, and said, "Why do you think I'm lucky for you?" He snorted and laughed, "It's because of your face." Face, you also deserve this face?"

"You're a bitch. You deserve to have this face. You really don't know how to live." As he spoke, the master swiped hard, and his nails scratched the skin of Zhou Fumao No. 1 instantly, and a bloodstain instantly appeared.

"Pervert." Zhou Fu Mao No. 1 spat out a mouthful of blood.In the sex incident just now, he bit the tip of his tongue.

"I'm a pervert?" The master laughed, "Then what are you? Then you are even worse than a pervert."

"Pooh."

The owner slapped his hand, half of Zhou Fumao No. 1's face instantly became red and swollen, and five finger prints were clearly visible.

Zhou Fumao No. 1's head was slapped crookedly, but his glasses still stared at him.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you yet, and I won't kill you until he wakes up."

That is to say, he still has to act as a tool for others to vent their sexual desires.

Zhou Fumao No. 1 closed his eyes in pain, wanting to bite his tongue and kill himself to end this inhuman torture.But as soon as he closed his eyes, all Zhou Han's smiling face appeared in his mind, his glances and smiles, every word he said, and every movement he made were all vivid in his mind.

Reluctant.

After all, he couldn't bear it.As long as he lives, he has a chance to get him back.

And the person whom Zhou Fumao No. 1 was thinking about was making his cake in the kitchen in disgrace.

After three failures, Zhou Han finally cooked a decent cake. Although the surface was a little bumpy, it was still much better than the previous times.

At least you can eat it.

Zhou Han dug a mouthful with a spoon, hey, the flour in the middle is still a little raw.

The grandmother's house has a stove and no gas, so Zhou Hancook cakes are all fired with firewood.

There was a smear of soot from a pot on his nose, which was black.

"Little Mao Mao," the old lady took a bite of the cake, "The flour in the middle is still raw, you need to add more water next time, you know?"

"Okay. Thank you grandma." Zhou Han smiled at him, "Grandma's affairs today must be kept a secret for me, don't tell him."

"Okay, okay, then wipe your face first." The old woman said.

Just as Zhou Han was about to wipe it, he heard a voice in the courtyard.It should be Qin Shen who came back.

Zhou Han couldn't wait to run out, and Qin Shen was lying on the grand master's chair, holding a piece of paper in his hand.Zhou Han rushed forward a few steps,

Putting his arms around him from behind, he shouted excitedly, "Qin Shen, you're back."

"Yeah." Qin Shen pressed down the piece of paper and blocked it, "I'm back."

"What were you looking at just now?" Zhou Han asked.

"Nothing." Qin Shen shook his head. "I don't believe it." Zhou Han poked his head to look, saw a piece of paper on his arm, and wanted to reach for it, "Show me, I want to see it."

"Hey, don't act like a baby." Qin Shen pressed his hand and smiled at him.Ever since the two established their relationship, he discovered that Zhou Han liked to act coquettish and cute from time to time.

This made him really irresistible.

"Who's acting cute?" Zhou Han rolled his eyes in disdain, pulled his hand out, and went around Qin Shen's arm to get the paper.

However, in the next second, Zhou Han's whole body was lifted up, and the world was turned upside down in an instant.When he recovered from the shock, he had already sat on Qin Shen's body.And that piece of paper was long gone.

"As soon as I came back, my daughter-in-law started messing around with her husband. Do you miss me that much?" When Qin Shen said this, his breath sprayed on Zhou Han's face.

The two were so close that Zhou Han couldn't even hide.He blushed and yelled embarrassedly: "Who misses you, don't change the subject."

Qin Shen clicked his tongue a few times, put his hand through Zhou Han's waist, put his arms around him, pushed him down, and approached him: "I miss you, is that okay?"

Zhou Han looked away, didn't answer, but punched him a few times.A little irritated.

Qin Shen grabbed his beating hand, put it in front of his mouth and kissed it, then squeezed it tightly, and continued to ask: "Is it okay?"

Zhou Han: "...Yes."

"What can you do?" Qin Shen put his arms around Zhou Han's waist as if on purpose, not letting go.

"Why are you like this?" Zhou Han glared at him.

Qin Shen raised his head, kissed his eyes, wet the long and dense eyelashes, and then continued to ask: "What can I do?"

Zhou Han wanted to get away from him, but was pressed hard again. In the end, he kissed him so hard that he couldn't help it, so he whispered: "You can miss me."

"What? Speak louder." Qin Shen continued to push forward.

"It's enough!"

"Okay, okay." Qin Shen accepted it as soon as he saw it, and pressed the person to his chest, "You said that you allowed me to miss you, so I will think about it hard."

"Hmm." Zhou Han made a nasal sound.

"Actually, I miss you not only in my heart, but also in other places."

"Where?" Zhou Han, who was as innocent as a chicken, asked foolishly.

"Here." Qin Shen pushed his hips, and there was already a clear outline.

"Beast." Zhou Han punched him and got up to leave.But Qin Shen pulled him back, and naturally he ate and wiped it all away.

The author has something to say: the last sweetness

Suddenly I feel that the master and Zhou Fumao No. 1 love and kill each other very festively? (^?^*)

My sister is back, and Xianyu is going to be reduced to coaxing children again→_→