Peerless Junior Uncle

It would be great if I could give this book to Xu Ziyang...

Tossing and turning. Even Tang Yu, who was asleep, was woken up. Angrily threw down a pillow: "If you keep making noise, I will poison you to death."

Haitang caught the pillow, gritted his teeth, and couldn't even give the person he likes a single thing. What kind of man is he? Thinking of this, he threw the pillow back on the bed, turned over and put on a black night clothes. The color curled his lips. He took his saber and went out.

The simple guard explained a few words, and then rode Suzaku, riding a black light and blind fire, and drove towards the Rouran military camp. Under the moonlight, the shadows of one man and one horse stretched very long in the vast desert...

It wasn't until the next afternoon that He Tingge asked Tang Yu, "Where did Haitang go? Why didn't I see him all day today?"

Tang Yu said guiltily, "I don't know. I haven't seen him this morning." Xindao Haitang, you idiot, don't really steal things...

"When are you leaving?" He Tingge asked him.

"Ah...then what. Junior Brother Xu said he was going back to the capital tomorrow. I'll take a ride..." Tang Yu said.

He Tingge didn't ask any more questions, but Li Qi who came hurriedly said, "My lord. According to the soldiers guarding the city gate, General Hai left the city alone in the middle of the night last night."

"What is he going out for?" He Tingge asked.

Li Qidao: "I don't know. I'm just saying I have something to do. That's right. The guard said. At the latest, General Hai seems to be wearing night clothes."

He Tingge frowned: "Did you see where he went?"

"No." Li Qi said.

"Go to Linyue City to see if it's in Xu Ziyang's place." He Tingge said to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu said yes, but secretly screamed in her heart. It's over. That idiot must have gone to the Rouran military camp...

Knowing that Haitang will not come to Moon City again, Tang Yu still went because he wanted to find a reason to get rid of the matter. Haitang must want the book for Xu Ziyang. But He Tingge must not let He Tingge think that he was instigating it .....

But at this time, in the dark house, there was a slight vibration of the iron chain, followed by an angry curse: "Fuck, what's going on."

I tried my hands and feet, and found that I couldn’t move at all. The shackles that just matched the thickness of my hands, ankles, and wrists were tightly attached to the flesh. There was no gap at all. When I moved, there was a sound of iron chains hitting.

"You woke up earlier than I thought." Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded in the room. The next moment, several rows of lights were lit in the originally dark room. Haitang squinted his uncomfortable eyes. Only then did he see clearly. The person who appeared couldn't help yelling: "Tut the frame. You pervert. Let me go."

The tart frame was lazily dressed in fur. He walked up and down. Standing beside Haitang, he looked down at the person lying on the bed who couldn't move. A smile appeared on his thin lips: "Haitang, you still look better in red."

Haitang felt chilly for a while. Then he found that the original black night clothes on his body had now changed into a water-red outfit. And it seemed a bit familiar.

"A few years ago, you appeared in front of the truth wearing this outfit. It was really monstrous." Tataba frame stretched out his index finger and stroked Haitang's side face: "What a beautiful face."

"Get your dirty hands away. Don't disgust me." Haitang spat: "Quickly let me go."

"Disgusting." Tataba frame smiled cruelly: "I have something more disgusting, do you want to try it?" As he spoke, his hand suddenly exerted force, and Haitang's chin was pinched in his hand. Haitang wanted to shake it off, but It's because I can't exert half of my strength. It seems that I have been poisoned.

"It's okay. It's just a little bit of weakness. It makes you weak. It won't affect other things." The tart frame smiled teasingly. The sharp-edged face was more effective under Haitang's angry gaze: "Yes. I I just like you like this. Every time I see you like this, I always think about how to tear your red and coquettish clothes into pieces. Seeing you having fun under me..."

"Shut up." Haitang said angrily.

But he was unmoved at all: "From the first time I saw you. Until now..." Fingers traced down Haitang's Adam's apple, stroking the body of his subordinate through the clothes. Satisfied to feel Haitang trembling under his hands.

"Stop, you pervert." Haitang gritted his teeth.

"Why. Don't you like that scholar? You are willing to risk such a big risk to steal the book because of him. I can't bear it if I touch it." Ta Ba frame smiled cruelly: "Haitang. Let me tell you. You. It can only be mine."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, there was a sound of the cloth being broken, and Haitang's skirt was torn off. The red material was underneath, revealing a chest that was fairer than others. A satisfied laugh rang in Haitang's ear.

"You'd better not let me live. Otherwise, I will definitely tear you to pieces." Haitang said coldly.

"You people from the Central Plains have an old saying." Tataba frame stretched out his hand to caress Haitang's collarbone indifferently: "What's it called? 'Die under the peony flower. Even being a ghost is romantic.'" He leaned down and leaned against Haitang's face face to face. The tip of the face and the nose was touching Haitang's nose, and said softly: "You are more beautiful than peony..."

Search for me!

"You people from the Central Plains have an old saying." Tataba frame stretched out his hand to caress Haitang's collarbone indifferently: "What's it called? 'Die under the peony flower. Even being a ghost is romantic.'" He leaned down and leaned against Haitang's face face to face. The face and the tip of the nose brushed against Haitang's ashen cheeks. He leaned into Haitang's ear and whispered: "What's more. You are more beautiful than peony..."

The warm air pierced into his ears, but it made Haitang's heart feel cold. What should he do? The struggling with limp hands and feet didn't help at all. Instead, it made the sound of iron chains laugh even deeper: "It's useless. You know What is this?"

Holding a thin chain in his hand. With a cold light: "This is the cage I have spent several years building. It is specially made for you. This day. I have waited too long..."

"I really want to imprison you here forever..." The tart frame turned to Haitang's face, forcing Haitang to look at him: "Forever."

"Damn." Haitang said angrily, "I won't let you, a bastard, get away with it even if I die."

"Is that so?" Taiba frame snorted softly. The next moment, Haitang only felt a sharp pain in his jaw. The "crack" sound that reached his eardrums made his eyes glow red. However, he didn't say a single word. not come out.

"Although I really want to hear you begging for sex under me. But since you are so uncooperative, I don't mind taking second place." Ta Ba frame smiled cruelly. His shoulders shook. The fox fur draped over his shoulders It fell to the ground, revealing the unfastened body underneath.

Haitang's clenched fists were powerlessly clenched together, but there was nothing he could do. What does it mean if you can't live, you can't die. He thinks this is the best example.

Unraveling the frame. Everything today. I, Haitang, will definitely repay it twice.

It penetrated without warning, causing Haitang to subconsciously convulse, but he didn't make a sound. Cold sweat slipped down the forehead line and into the temples. The cold touch made people feel palpitations...

From the beginning to the end, Haitang didn't make a sound. He could smell the smell of blood in the air. He didn't know where the bleeding came from. It hurt or not. .....

"Look at me." Tataba frame growled. Shengsheng straightened Haitang's face and looked at him: "I want you to look at me."

Haitang looked at him quietly. It was different from the desire in Tarba frame's eyes. His eyes were clear, but the red pupils seemed to be redder. ..

"Master Xiang." When the sound came from outside the door, Haitang was already on the verge of coma.

Panting heavily, frowning, "What's the matter?"

"He Tingge, the commander of the Qi Army, came to visit in person." The soldiers outside the door said tremblingly.

Tataba frame was startled. Annoyed, he put on his coat and said to the outside, "Change."

Dressed up in a hurry, and said to the humanity at the door: "Take care of him. If there is any mistake, you don't have to go back."

Several soldiers said repeatedly: "Your Majesty, don't worry."

He Tingge was anxious, but his face was still calm. He stood calmly in the tent of the head of Rouran. The aura emanating from it made the lieutenants of Rouran who were standing beside him take a few steps back involuntarily.

"My lord is here to drink tea in our barracks." Tart Ba frame came in from outside the door and teased.

"Where are people?" He Tingge said straight to the point, without any reservation.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned in confusion: "Who is it? The prince came to our barracks to ask for someone. He fell in love with the military prostitutes in our army."

"Ming people don't talk dark words. Pull out the frame. Things on the battlefield are on the battlefield. Let people go. Otherwise, this king will never give up today." He Tingge said in a deep voice: "Take down your tribe. To the northern border For the army, it's not impossible."

"My lord, what you said is too much." Tataba did not back down: "You keep saying that the truth is hiding your people. You have to show evidence. You came to my barracks for no reason. You came here on purpose. of."

He Tingge had a stern face: "Don't hand over the person. That king is here to fight today."

"Since you are so sure that I hid your people, I'm curious. Who did the prince lose?" asked Tataba.

The generals standing on one side were also curious, whispering and whispering.

Naturally, He Tingge didn't say it directly. He just said: "Since you said that there is no possession, this king will not be polite. Search for me."

After all, the guards who followed He Tingge were ordered to go in and search.

"My lord, is this too much?