Tongshu with Mei

"You will fulfill my wish!"

"Fulfill my wish!"

These words resounded in Ling Shu's head, making him dizzy.He was drunk by Yang Ye, he was out of breath, wheezing and coughing, and there were some small crystal drops of water on his long eyelashes, which seemed to be tears.Yang Ye finished pouring a jar of wine, stared at him for a while, and asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

Ling Shu trembled a little, but still insisted: "Get out." The cheeks that were originally jade white, smudged with a faint blush, turned into a lotus color.His eyes gradually became blurred.Yang Ye's heart felt hot when he saw it, he stretched out his hands to hold his face, leaned over and bit his lips heavily, tossing and turning, like drunk.However, Ling Shu struggled and resisted desperately as usual, and there was a faint tendency to pander to his gentle and easy-going place.Yang Ye was intoxicated thinking about this, he couldn't help but chuckle, and wondered to himself, did the living dead finally get his senses while he was half drunk?It seems that I have made a wise decision, and the wine is really good.Therefore, I work harder, like a bird flying in a fragrant forest, a fish playing among lotus leaves, with appropriate interest and wanton.

But gradually, he realized that was not the case.

So he looked up at Ling Shu, Ling Shu closed his eyes, his head was tilted to one side, his long black and soft hair was scattered on his shoulders.Yang Ye stared blankly at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch his face, the tentacles were hot, but there was no reaction, it turned out that he was already drunk.His hand was out of control, and it went down. Ling Shu's collar was very tight. He tore it open forcefully, reached in without hesitation, and touched the soft and smooth skin. He said in a low voice, "Ling dog day, you are suing us behind your back, I should have cut you into pieces. But they don't allow it, saying that you are the emperor's favorite minister, saying that you are afraid of causing disaster. But But I don't want to spare you, you..." He leaned closer to Ling Shu, brushed his lips lightly on his face, and finally settled in his ear: "The emperor spoils you, how can he spoil you? I'm jealous, I'm so jealous today. Even if I want to pull my teeth out of the tiger's mouth, I will rape first and then kill! I guess you will not be able to complain in the underworld, because you must be ashamed to speak."

While rambling, he untied the rope on Ling Shu's body.After untying the rope, he wanted to undress. He was very experienced in undressing people, but for some reason today, his hand was shaking slightly.So he patted the back of his right hand heavily with his left hand, and with a crisp voice, he said in his heart: "I want you to shake!" After the hand was beaten, he finally became honest and stopped shaking.

When Nian Wei heard the voice, he was terrified, his teeth were chattering up and down, making a rattling noise.Hearing the voice, Yang Ye realized that he didn't go out in the tent, so he must have had a good view of the good show just now, but he couldn't let him watch the next big play no matter what, so he turned around and ordered: "You Go outside the tent and guard, and no one is allowed to approach."

Nian Wei tremblingly said: "Master Hou, this, this... is not appropriate, His Royal Highness Zhao Wang knows, he is not willing to scold you, but he will scold the villain to death..." Yang Ye laughed: "I have never I've heard of someone who was scolded to death, you're too pretentious, it's not good. Go watch it, be obedient, or I'll marry Fengge to you."

Sure enough, as soon as the word Fengge came out, the army was invincible.As soon as the tent door opened, the young guard fled.

Yang Ye picked up Ling Shu and got on the bed neatly.

Before he came into the account, he was only focused on resentment, and wanted to ravage Ling Shu indiscriminately, just like dealing with his old enemy, he penetrated him in the most humiliating way, making him ashamed to live again.The moment she covered her body, her arms were full of warm jade, but she suddenly became cautious.There were more than a dozen large and small wounds on Ling Shu's body, exuding a sweet and bloody smell.Several places of his underwear were stuck to the wound. When Yang Ye pulled it down, he was very gentle at first, but it didn't last long, and gradually accelerated involuntarily.Every time the wound was touched, Ling Shu's body trembled, and it was extremely painful. Several wounds that had solidified gradually began to ooze blood, but he still couldn't wake up.

This bloody smell seems to be able to arouse people's great desires, making Yang Ye intoxicated in it instantly, unable to extricate himself, whether he bleeds or not, let's talk about it first!

There are many benefits of being a drunken living dead, all the sternness and determination are gone here, only a soft body is lying there defenselessly, with one hand curled around his cheek, looking very docile and obedient.The soft and long black hair covered half of the pillow, describing it as attractive and lively.Everything in this world has a spirit, but as a human being, all kinds of troubles and sorrows are lingering in the body, only the bed can have a moment of joy and indulgence, the passion is to the extreme, the depravity is to the extreme, life cannot die, cannot go up I can't go down, it's like a yellow spring and a blue sky, with ups and downs, the taste in it is so good, so good.Drunken living dead people have many disadvantages, Yang Ye walked to the emotional place, Wu Shan Mengchang, Yun Shui's family, they were so misty that they didn't know where they were.I feel that the one-man show is boring, and I think it would be best for him to soar into the sky with him.No matter how hard Ren worked, Ling Shu was drunk, his eyes were closed, and he never responded.This attitude is hateful and hateful.

It was windy in the second half of the night, but the tent was a world of its own, warm and quiet.There is a lot of love and moonlight on the bed, full of affection and charm.Yang Ye's sweaty hair stuck to Ling Shu's chest. He stretched out his hand to press the tight and flexible body under him, pressing down inch by inch, leaving snow-white fingerprints, but also stained with sticky blood. , It was the blood from the wounds of the two of them, I don't know whose.He pressed onto Ling Shu's chest, pressed one of his palms firmly, and rubbed it back and forth a few times, as if a baby bird was pecking lightly on his palm.Yang Ye found it novel and interesting, laughed to himself, and murmured: "I've never seen someone like you, but the emperor dotes on you a little, and the whole world doesn't care about you. You who sell yourself for glory Shi, what are you proud of? I have been cleaned up by my young master now, right? What can I do if I clean up you?"

The hand went all the way down, and touched the waist again: "Ling Shu, you have lost a lot of weight compared to the last time you touched it. The food here must not suit your taste. This is a barren land, and there is nothing delicious. Yes. You said that you came all this way, is it just to sleep with me? You are so cheap! You... I have been talking for a long time, but you have a little reaction? It’s okay to scream pain, don’t you really? pain?"

The wind was strong outside the tent, but there was no sound inside the tent, Yang Ye said: "Linggou..." He suddenly stopped, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I can't scold you like that in the future. I was scolding others before, and I will do it again from today To scold is to scold myself. I won’t do such silly things, my lord!”

Ling Shu's hair was messy, and a few strands were sticking wetly to his forehead. Yang Ye stretched out his fingers to brush it away for him, and the tentacles were slightly cool. It turned out that it was cold sweat, and it turned out that people would sweat coldly when they were drunk and lethargic.He fumbled for a sweat towel next to the pillow, and wiped off the sweat for Ling Shu.

The clothes of the two of them were piled up in a mess, but after he picked them up a few times, he found a bottle of wound medicine, smeared all the wounds on Ling Shu's body, and pulled a piece of underwear to tear it off. Open it, and wrap it up indiscriminately.While rambling, he praised himself: "Look at how nice I am, it can be called a model of repaying grievances with kindness! If I really punish you, I will throw you together with those camp prostitutes, whoever wants to fuck you Fuck you! With your temper, can you live until tomorrow? Now I’m the only one who messed with you. Young master, I’m a relative of the emperor. Know good and bad. Of course, I treat you like this because my brother and the others are not here, and have not decided what to do with you. Otherwise, hehe! You just wait!"

Tired of nagging, he rolled over and lay down next to Ling Shu, barely wrapping them in a quilt.I wanted to take a second look, but just now I was so exhausted that I fell asleep, and accidentally fell into a deep sleep.

Long nights lead to many dreams. Ling Shu had a messy nightmare all night. When he woke up, he seemed to be still in the capital. It was supposed to be a high-rise building with high locks and low curtains, but what caught the eye in a ignorant way was a piece of The blue-gray tent roof, heard the whistling wind outside the tent, it turned out that this was outside the Great Wall.

He slowly woke up, turned his head, and saw the source of the nightmare.

Yang Ye was next to him, still sleeping deeply, breathing steadily, his eyelashes drooping, casting two fan-shaped shadows on his face, and there was a contented smile on the corner of his lips after a gluttonous feast.One arm was pressed violently around his waist, and the other was under his cheek.His face was already red and swollen from Ling Shu's beating, but it was crowded and deformed, which was far from the word "looking like a fairy".

Ling Shu looked at it for a while, and there was another rumble in his head: "He must have been specially sent by God to torture me..." Such humiliation, humiliation and indignation have never been experienced in such a long time, and he didn't know what to do for a while. good.After a long time, after the feeling of five thunderbolts had passed, he slowly turned his head, saw the two people's clothes were thrown into a pile next to the pillow and on the ground, saw his pillow ice sword placed at the door of the tent, and saw It seemed that Yang Ye's gun was also lying in that position, presumably it was picked up by those guards.I saw a knife, a bow, and a barrel of arrows hanging on the brackets in the military tent, and I saw...all the weapons were far away from him.

He tried to move, but Yang Ye's arm was pressed tightly, and his waist hurt as if it was broken before he moved, one can imagine the feeling of moving.He had no choice but to close his eyes again, and fumbled around him little by little with trembling hands, groping among the pile of clothes.Suddenly his fingers turned cold, and he touched a dagger with a sheath.His heart was pounding wildly, thinking that Yang Ye was in a hurry, he was really confused, and he didn't clean up all the murder weapons farther away.

He slowly grasped the dagger in his hand, but he heard Yang's lazy and fuzzy voice humming a few times, and he woke up, and then heard him mutter: "Ling Shu, are you still there? "Then the hand that rested on him began to grope up and down.

Ling Shu was startled, and didn't dare to delay any longer. With a backhand shake, the dagger was unsheathed, and then stabbed out.

Yang Ye heard the wind in a daze, and suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart. Although he was not too clear-headed, but the instinct of a master made him quickly roll to the side. Unfortunately, the two were too close. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't Dodging, a short sword slashed across the back, and a long wound was formed, the bone was deep enough, and blood spattered everywhere in an instant.

Yang Ye snorted, and struck out with a palm in anger, Ling Shu's dagger flew out of his hand, and the man was also sent flying, falling heavily to the ground.

He was dizzy from the fall, and when he got up, he wanted to grab the pillow ice sword, but he couldn't get up, and there was a sharp pain in his lower back, and the pain suddenly rushed from the bottom to the top, and he didn't know where the pain was.He was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground again, but he didn't dare to delay any longer. He struggled to pull up a piece of clothing to cover himself, and crawled over to pick up the pillow ice sword, listening to Yang Ye humming behind him. Moaning and moaning: "You bastard wanted my life, didn't you? You're so ruthless, it's in vain for me to serve you with all my heart and soul last night, and I even tried to feed you! Ouch, come on, No, I'm going to die..."

When Ling Shu heard him summoning someone, he wanted to hold back and give him a sword to end the disaster, but he heard a slight sound of footsteps approaching from outside the tent. The voice was not alone, he didn't care about the pain, Startled, the tent door moved, and Nian Wei and Zhong Lizhen tentatively came in, saying: "Hou Ye, did you call us?" Suddenly a biting cold air hit their faces, the two of them didn't have time to think, and their weapons At the same time, he shot, but was broken into four pieces under the pillow ice sword.

Nian Wei and Zhong Lizhen were well-trained and cooperated tacitly. At the same time, with a backhand, broken weapons flew out, and they all smashed at Ling Shu. Dazed, Ling Shu took advantage of this space to fend off all kinds of weapons attacking with his sword. When he turned around, he accidentally glanced at Yang Ye. He originally planned not to look at this fellow again, but for some reason he still see.Yang Ye was lying on the edge of the bed, covered in blood, his face was pale, but suddenly he smiled at him, extremely frivolous, his eyes were full of complacency and joking.