Flesh and blood

For the first second, my body was numb and I didn't feel anything.

In the second second, the place where it was whipped started to heat up.

In the third second, he really felt the pain of the whip hitting his body.

The fourth second is what makes Ji Liang most afraid. The pain is mixed with an unknown wonderful feeling, as if being hit can produce pleasure, that feeling goes all the way to the apex of the heart, and the body trembles uncontrollably.

Basically every four seconds, Ji Liang’s body will be rounded by these four feelings, which makes him sure that the medicine Cheng Guang gave him must be for the lady and MB in the bar, and he has never experienced it before. After all this, he was already so cold that his lungs were suffocating. He raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Guang with fierce eyes: "The Song family's mission target is you. No matter what you do today, you will die."

It can be said that this sentence has already explained the facts. Even if Ji Liang can't kill him, Song Jiu and Song Thirty outside will definitely come in and kill him after solving the trouble. After all, the task is the first, Song Qi and Song Sanwu Don't worry about it for the time being, but Ji Liang doesn't know how long it will take for Song Jiu and the others to find him.

But obviously Ji Liang, who wanted to stop Cheng Guang's actions, would have misunderstood it. After hearing this, Cheng Guang's eyes became redder than before, like a crazy cow, and more like he was about to break the can: "I have to die today? I'm not afraid of death now! After you came out of Zheng's house, Brother Guang and I didn't have a good life. We can only stay in a fucking corner of Hainan. I've been fucking bored for a long time What kind of thing is the Song family?! I’m not afraid of anything now, but I’m still afraid of the Song family? Tell you, don’t provoke me here, it’s useless!”

Already understood, this is a typical barefoot person who is not afraid to wear shoes...

"You kind of scum deserves to die a long time ago, and you are not afraid of dirtying the seawater in Hainan." Ji Liang felt uncomfortable, but his mouth was not forgiving. He knew it was best to shut up now, but he just couldn't help it I want to be sarcastic.

This sentence just touched Cheng Guang's weakness... Cheng Guang was so angry this time, he raised the whip in his hand and whipped it down unambiguously. What happened to my brother in Hainan?! Little Hainan dare not tolerate me! Fart! I will let you know today, brother is a fucking scum. I have to educate you so that you can open your eyes and see how this scum like me fucks you!"

Cheng Guang was angry, and Ji Liang could see it too, but now it was too late for Ji Liang to regret and want to take back what he just said.

While Cheng Guang was frantically whipping his whip, Ji Liang slowly tilted his head, staring at Song Qingyun's direction. But he didn't seem to see Ji Liang's eyes, and he sat on the stool in a daze indifferently. When he finally came back to his senses and saw Ji Liang's expression, he suddenly smiled inexplicably. After falling down, Song Qingyun lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Everyone in the Song family deserves to die... Everyone in the Song family deserves to die... Let me go back, you all deserve to die..."

Ji Liang frowned, he couldn't hear what Song Qingyun was saying at all, but he guessed it from the shape of his mouth.Ji Liang is not only uncomfortable physically, but even more uncomfortable in his heart. He can bear the feeling on his body, but when he heard Song Qingyun scolding members of the Song family, the first thing he thought of was that Song Qingyun was scolding Song Wei... Since He is Song Wei's son, even though he hasn't recognized his ancestors for more than ten years, the blood of the Song family is always flowing, it's Song Wei's blood, Song Qingyun's actions made Ji Liang feel more shocked and chilled than Cheng Guang .

But no matter what, Song Qingyun is Song Wei's son, and Ji Liang has an obligation to save him and not let him get hurt.

Thinking of this, Ji Liang's eyes had already spotted the shards of broken glass that fell to the ground at some point next to him. He purposely rubbed his body hard on the ground, using little strength to move his body, and the whip that fell on him would not After stopping, Ji Liang pretended to be in pain and finally moved his body to a place very close to the glass slag. He obviously felt that because of this simple movement, the sensation in his body became more and more intense, and he even His breathing accelerated uncontrollably.

Hearing that already cold breathing became thicker and quicker, the smile on Cheng Guang's face widened, making him look even more terrifying, and the whip in his hand was getting stronger, he sneered and said, "Does it feel like being beaten a few times by Brother Guang?" It's so cool?! Don't worry, baby, there will be more cool things in a while!"

Feeling sick for a while, Ji Liang didn't say a word, and endured it without saying a word. He rested for a while and concentrated all his strength on his uninjured right hand. The whip was drawn to Ji Liang's neck, and a deep red mark was imprinted on the side of the neck immediately, Ji Liang snorted, and swung his right hand uncontrollably, pretending to be stimulated by the pain.

This "coincidentally" swung the glass slag onto the ground, and "coincidentally" all the glass slag slipped under Song Qingyun's stool.

After doing this action, Ji Liang was panting for breath, and the sweat on his head kept flowing, and he no longer had any extra strength.

Fortunately, Song Qingyun was not too stupid, he was just startled when he saw the glass shards under the stool, and immediately understood what Ji Liang meant. He breathed a sigh of relief.

His nerves relaxed slightly, and the sensations on his body were magnified countless times. Ji Liang seemed to feel that not only were there many ants crawling on his body, but even his heart seemed to be covered with ants. What made him feel infinitely ashamed was that it was because of the medicine. , his lower body slowly began to feel...

The feeling of nausea and want to vomit became more and more obvious. When Ji Liang, who was sweating profusely, opened his eyes to look at people, double shadows appeared. If he didn't get dizzy, he had to watch Song Qingyun escape intact before he could explain to Song Wei.

Cheng Guang was addicted to playing this time. After flicking the whip for a long time and feeling bored, he changed the game again and found a set of things from somewhere in the room. There were all kinds of training supplies. He put the things in the Going to the side, squatting down next to Ji Liang, unbuttoning his shirt and shirt one by one, looking at the person with long red marks on his chest, Cheng Guang seemed to be admiring a work of art, I like it very much.

He touched his cold chest with one hand, and the corners of his mouth were split open: "It's more comfortable to touch than the one sold out! With your coquettish appearance, do you often climb Song Wei's bed? Have you not been a virgin before?" Right! You are really cheap and tasteful, you are really fucking superb!"

Ji Liang, who was almost delirious, perked up after hearing Cheng Guang's humiliating words, but he was speechless against Cheng Guang's words, because almost half of what he said was correct, and Ji Liang had indeed had an affair with Song Wei. Had a relationship...even if it was not voluntary and the memory was very vague that time.

Seeing Ji Liang's face turned as white as paper, Cheng Guang spat fiercely: "Did I hit it? It's really fucking someone else using the leftovers! Fuck! What a fuck!" Ge Xing!"

Originally Cheng Guang did have scruples about whether Ji Liang was a good place, and he was worried that if he was a good place, he would die if he played too hard for the first time. Now that he guessed that Ji Liang might not be good, he was even more lazy to worry about other things. The movements of his hands were also more than twice as rough.

For a moment, Ji Liang felt that what Cheng Guang said was right, he seemed to be such a disgusting person... He turned his head slightly, his eyes saw that Song Qingyun had carefully taken the glass shards and unwrapped it. The rope on his body was still rubbing lightly towards the door, being careful not to let Cheng Guang find out.

In fact, if it was normal, Cheng Guang would have known that Song Qingyun was going to run away, but now the situation is different, Cheng Guang has already put all his energy on Ji Liang, so he can't see what Song Qingyun is doing.

While Ji Liang was looking at Song Qingyun, Song Qingyun was also looking at him, but Song Qingyun's expression had become complicated, with shame and hatred, and finally before Song Qingyun turned around and wanted to escape, he still He gave Jiliang a mouth shape: I will call someone.

Ji Liang didn't want anyone to see him like this, not even Song Jiu and Song Thirty. Seeing Song Qingyun's leaving back, Ji Liang swallowed back the words that choked his throat, and his body completely relaxed When he got down, that unknown feeling hit his brain again and became chaotic.

Cheng Guang touched the body of his hand, the more he touched it, the smoother he felt, the less he wanted to move his hand away from the delicate skin, and when he touched the place where the skin was torn apart by the whip, he felt that this was a perfect product he had created. Cheng Guang, who has played with many men and women, is the first time to be seduced and obsessed by a person's body to this extent.

But at this moment, Liang's sanity finally couldn't hold on anymore, he was in a semi-conscious state and could only be at the mercy of Cheng Guang, Cheng Guang's disgusting thing as hard as an iron rod was always on his lower abdomen.

Later, Ji Liang didn't know what tools Cheng Guang used for him, but only knew that fortunately there was no severe pain behind him, which also showed that Cheng Guang didn't do anything to him.

I don't know how long it took, but Jiliang only heard a few loud gunshots coming from his ears.

After the gunshot, there was silence. My body seemed to be hugged carefully. The embrace had a familiar smell, and it was still very warm. I opened my eyes forcefully, focused my eyes, and saw the scene at this moment. The person I don't want to see the most - Song Wei.

Seeing his unbearable scene, Song Wei's already cold tears flowed down unconsciously.

He heard Song Wei's voice repeating in his ears: "Don't cry, with me here, I'm fine."

"It's cold, don't cry."