Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Why did the bed of the king of Babylon have four bedposts?

Spread out in large characters, the four claws are tied to the four bedposts with ropes, and Luo Lai, who is staring at the bed curtain with red and white cloth intertwined above his head with dead fish eyes, smiles in his heart.

The man who tied him to the bed was sitting by the bed.

The tall body like a western male model is only wrapped with a piece of white cloth around the waist, and the black hair is combed back, revealing a very manly handsome face. The sword of the virtuous king.

The sound of soft leather scraping against the blade of the sword was so vivid in the silent room, it tormented Luolai's heartbeat like a countdown.

And his belly is up, his limbs are tied, his hair and clothes are messy, and he is lying helplessly on the bed...

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Luo Lai: With all due respect, the beginning of this story is just crazy!

Luolai couldn't help being afraid, and called out the man's name tremblingly: "Sartu..."

The man who wiped the sword of the Xian King paused, glanced at him with amber eyes like animal pupils from the side, and the eardrums of the subwoofer itched.

"Call the master."

If this was the Nai Lai Lai who had reduced dimensionality and intelligence in the Q version in the past, she would have been whining sweetly and called "Master" several times.

But now Luo Lai may have grown up, his shame and IQ have come back together, so:

Calling, calling the man you like master or something...

Rollei's toes curled up, his cheeks flushed.

Good, good social situation!

His tail is going through his legs and stuck to his belly!

Sartu squinted his eyes in displeasure: "No barking?"

Because he didn't want to admit his master's identity, so he ran away, even if he was caught, he didn't even want to obey?

Sartu's face darkened, remembering the self-mutilation behavior of the little thing in order not to be kept in his captivity (fog!), he couldn't help but suspect that the clingy and coquettish behavior of the little thing during this period was all pretending, and it might have been planning to escape from itself !

Thinking of this, the already bad-tempered King of Babylon was instantly enveloped in black mist, exuding a terrifying coercion.

"Didn't you hear me, this king told you to call me!"

Sartu grabbed Luolai's spade heart tail with his big hand and squeezed it hard.

In normal times, this is Sartu's small way of punishing Nai Lailai.

But now there is no Nai Lai Lai, only a shy and introverted big Luo Lai.

So when a man pulls his more sensitive tail with a big hand.

Rollei:? !

When men push harder.

Rollei:! ! !

Luo Lai's eyes widened, and he let out an "ah" in pain.

... The trembling voice was full of tears, and because of fear, something was wrong no matter how you heard it, which immediately stunned Sartu and Luo Lai for a few seconds.

Luo Lai: No, no, this is all your illusion, misunderstanding!

Luo Lai's neck turned red.

He wanted to raise his hand to cover his mouth, but because his wrists were tied, he could only turn his head to avoid Sartu's surprised gaze, and buried his face in the quilt in a self-deceiving manner.

The tyrant was silent for a moment, the air-conditioning around his body eased a lot, and he comforted: "It's okay, why be shy. This is not the first time."

But I'm not that little dumpling now!

Animals!

Luo Lai bared his teeth and claws in his heart, scolding the shrew.

A certain tyrant stared at the little pet with red nose and eye sockets, and then...

He pinches again.

Seeing Luo Lai crying, Sartu felt inexplicably itchy: Yes.Just, you cry well, go on.

Rollei burst into tears.

After bullying people, the big lion's violent temper completely disappeared.

He retracted his big paws, leaned down to hold down his sensual bag, stared at Luo Lai after his heartbeat blushed, and then roughly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his big hands.

Thick green eyelashes were pressed and stuck together wet.

Rollei shrunk his neck in fear, opened one eye and closed the other.

After wiping away the tears, he opened his palm, and easily pinched his entire face with one hand, preventing him from avoiding it.

Sartu regained his patience and kingly majesty, teased the little pet as before, and asked indifferently, "Jiao, why did you run away, huh?"

Luo Lai, who was thinking about how to give the rogue king a slap, was startled when he heard this, then he lowered his eyes and fell silent.

But Sartu restrained his face, not allowing him to bow his head.

"Answer me, Jiao. Why did you run away from me."

The heroic, aggressive face is close at hand.

Amber's pupils looked at Luolai as if she could tell the truth from the fake. A few strands of her black hair combed back fell out, adding a bit of wild and unruly flavor to the man.

The hormones and the breath on Sartu's body had already made Luo Lai's heart beat hard to breathe, and he felt that his fragile nasal mucosa could spurt blood in a second.

"Don't, don't get too close." Luo Lai begged in a low voice.

"Say it." Sartu ignored it, and pressed a little harder on Luo Lai who couldn't resist.

"I I I..."

Poor Raleigh, he's stuttering.And the wicked tyrant still smiled lowly, imitating him: "You, you, what are you."

"I,"

"I actually..."

"Don't lie, Horn."

Grooving, how did you know I was going to lie?

Maybe it was because the surprise in the widened emerald green pupils was too obvious, and it looked cute, Sartu's heart softened a little, and the palm that pinched his cheek was lighter, and his fingertips rubbed against the delicate skin.

"Tell the truth." He said, "If you tell the truth, you won't be punished, okay?"

Originally, Sartu wanted to catch the little bastard who ran away from home and teach it a lesson so that it would know how painful it was, but now Sartu changed his mind.

No punishment?

Rollei was moved.

He originally thought that Sartu was the default when Sirik wanted to kill him, but later he saw that it was not the case.

But according to Sartu's violent temper, Luolai was already ready to be caught and cut off his arms and legs, and he didn't expect that there was a surprise!

And he had no doubt that Sartu was lying to him.

The proud tyrant of Babylon never bothered to lie.

"Actually..."

"What?"

"I, I, I am,"

"I just don't like you being with girls..."

Luo Lai's eyes dodged, and his voice became softer and softer. He felt that he was too despicable, and he was simply a jealous villain.

And Sartu didn't expect this irrelevant answer, and his brows gathered together.

"why."

"Speak, Jiao." The man rubbed his thumb against Luo Lai's tightly closed soft lips, coaxing: "Good boy."

Forget it, just die!

Luo Lai gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "Because I'm jealous."

Sartu was surprised: "...jealous?"

"Yes." Luo Lai closed his eyes with embarrassment, half-truth: "I just can't understand it, I... I'm worried that the master will be snatched away."

He didn't lie.

He is indeed jealous.

And Sartu, ahem, isn't he his master.

Unexpectedly, Sartu's pupils constricted because of this answer, and he stared at the face that was already red and outrageous, trying to find traces of lies on it.

His little pet is almost roasting itself, its eyelashes are trembling, but there is no sign of lying.

The moment he realized this, the heart of the King of Babylon, who was prouder than anyone else, more powerful than anyone else, and harder to capture than anyone else, softened like water.

What kind of punishment, what makes it suffer... The big lion slid his throat and threw those thoughts out of his mind.

Now he just wants to take this idiot who is used to being coquettish and make him love him in one bite, and bite hard!

Sartu, a tough, straight man, just looks at Luo Lai now, but his heart is itchy, and he hasn't felt his emotional problems yet.

@足玲儿: Rou Linger gave the trilobite x1 to "Wearing into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword".

@……:……to Trilobite x1 from "Transformed into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword". 】