sheep hunt

Han Ziling fell asleep in a drowsy state, and after an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the tempting smell of rice.

He blinked his thick and long eyelashes slowly, and then slowly raised his eyelids... Before his eyes, it was still pitch black...

The black cloth on his eyes was still there, and at the same time, the previous memories flooded back into his mind like a flood.

Breathing slowly became heavy, because he noticed that the person in the air had a very strong fragrance, which was very different from the smell of wine in his memory, and even more different from the plum fragrance on Huang Feiyan's body.

It was indeed a stranger.

But why did the other party treat him like this?

Just as she was thinking, her lips touched something warm:

"drink."

The deep voice, slightly hoarse, can't be said to be pleasant or unpleasant, it seems to be deliberately put on, after all, to Han Ziling's ears, it is endlessly strange.

In his entire life, he had never met a stranger than the man in front of him.

Imprisoned him, humiliated him, but still cleaned his body and fed him.

Does the other party want to torture him or treat him kindly?

Or, is the other party planning to raise him up and torture him if he has something to do? ? ?

Han Ziling raised a sneer full of irony at the corner of his mouth, turned his face away, and silently rejected the other party's request.

The warm spoon was placed on Han Ziling's lips stubbornly, from hot to cold.

Han Ziling couldn't see the other person's expression, but he could clearly hear that person's breathing gradually getting heavier and heavier, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more depressing---is he angry? ? ?

Is that person angry? ? ?

For some reason, this thought gave Han Ziling a feeling of revenge.

He would rather die than touch the man's things.

What kind of a gentleman is a shrunken tortoise bastard who keeps his grudges secret and secretly does such nasty things?

He despises that person, despises everything about that person!

The arc of Han Ziling's mouth became colder and colder, but he didn't have the strength to confront the opponent, so he lowered his head again, allowing his long hair to cover his cheeks.

Lowering his head, Han Ziling closed his eyes again to gather energy.

He was waiting, waiting for someone to save him from here, or, waiting for death.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the hair at the back of his head and pulled it down hard, forcing him to look up. At the moment when the hair on his face slipped down, the other person's hot lips pressed against his, The remaining hand pinched his chin, forcefully pried open his lips, and let the soft porridge go in.

Han Ziling was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other party wanted to do. He struggled hard, his scalp hurt and his jaw hurt, and he was forced to swallow some porridge. From the chin to the neck, and finally submerged in the robe.

Finally, when the other party gave him all the porridge in his mouth, he let him go.

"You, damn... cough cough cough... woo..."

Han Ziling's face turned red, and he coughed non-stop. Before he could recover, the other party fed him a second bite.

In this way, under Han Ziling's struggle, the other party fed a lot into his stomach, and a lot slipped into his clothes.

In the end, when the man finished feeding, Han Ziling gasped and coughed like he was fighting a war, "You... cough cough cough... lunatic, you are lunatic, since you hate me so much, why don't you just kill me?" Why do you have to humiliate me like this???"

The opponent's body stiffened instantly, and his mood became a little unstable.

"If you have the ability, you can remove the black cloth from my eyes and let me see who you are???"

Slowed down, Han Ziling became more and more annoyed, and his speech became smoother. He kept struggling and questioned loudly almost hysterically.

"Han, Zi, Ling!"

To Han Ziling's surprise, the man called out his name clearly.

"Don't force me to..."

force him?

What are you forcing him to do? ? ?

With an extremely absurd expression on Han Ziling's face, he mocked without any scruples: "Forcing you? Are you forcing me, or am I forcing you? Do you want to change our situation so that you can understand what it means to be forced?" !"

"This is what you owe me!"

With obvious anger, the other party spoke faster and faster, while Han Ziling was still stunned by the word 'ow', his swollen lips were kissed forcefully again.

Damn!

Han Ziling's energy has long since been tossed away, he has no feeling in his wrist, and he can't even struggle.

Next, the same torture as last time began to be staged again.

Only this time, the man seemed to be angry and acted more rudely.

The pain made Han Ziling almost cry, but he bit his lower lip hard, even though his tender lips were bloody and bloody, he still didn't cry.

When everything was over, the man repeated his tricks to clean his body.

"You are disgusting!"

Han Ziling's body was still shaking, both from the cold and from the pain.

He taunted each other fiercely.

The repeated humiliation, ignorance of his own situation, endless fear and despair had already almost driven him crazy, causing him to lose all reason and speak incoherently.

"Can you say that again!"

His words annoyed the other party again, and the other party asked him back in a gloomy voice. However, I don't know if it was his illusion. The voice of this sentence was different from the previous one, and it sounded like it gave him a very familiar illusion.

"I said, you are disgusting, your touch makes me sick..."

"Disgusting??? Okay. Han Ziling, very good... Then, let these disgusting marks be imprinted on your body forever. Let me see how disgusting you can get."

After finishing speaking, the man lifted his foot and left without hesitation.

Han Ziling was left alone, trembling in the air without a trace of ambiguity.

"I've never wanted to kill someone so much!"

The man opened the door and left. Han Ziling lowered his head, his pretended strong shell finally shattered, sobbing and whispering on the verge of collapse.

Even Huang Feiyan had never tortured him like this.

Why did that person, why did he treat him like this? ? ?

owe? ? ?

He Han Ziling has never owed anyone in the 21st century, and in this world, he has never owed anyone anything... All the inappropriate things he did will make him feel guilty, but it is not as serious as "owing"...

His body was cold and painful, and Han Ziling's erratic consciousness gradually became blurred.My already uncomfortable body became top-heavy...

After suffering for a while, he finally completely lost consciousness, passed out, and hung there powerlessly, without any vitality...