Vicissitudes know Jinhua

This kind of pain is enough to make people go crazy. Mu Zishi stopped breathing suddenly, straightened his neck, and let out a miserable scream that was not human for a long time. He was so stiff that he did not dare to move. A few thin bloodstains, the blood beads gathered slowly and quickly into a line, flowing down the warm thigh between the buttocks and the thigh.

Ge Shu Yepo felt uncomfortable this time, the extremely hot and flexible tunnel made him feel a little painful, but what was more important was the pleasure of completely possessing and even revenge and destroying, wedged open his inner folds of flesh and blood, kind of captured The illusion of his soul.

Trying to pump the meat blade lightly, Mu Zishi suddenly tensed up and convulsed, his hand joints were bleak, but the inner wall was hurt, but he was clenching on the raging thick clone, Ge Shu Yepo was shocked all over, his gray eyes were almost burning with desire It turned into a pure black color, and its movements were already uncontrollable, eager and fierce, and even disorderly, it just used the force that could kill Mu Zishi to slam into and then withdraw from the ecstasy and bone-destroying secret place.

Once the thirst that has been suppressed and dormant for many years bursts out, it is extremely pleasant and refreshing.

Under the indulgence, only the sound of copulation in the room is heard, and the wet and greasy sound of the water when the tunnel is forced to swallow the clone is even more soul-stirring and unstoppable.

Ge Shuye was so intoxicated that he didn't notice until he vented his hot fluid for the first time. During this cruel sex, except for the first scream, Mu Zishi didn't make even the slightest moan or groan. It's begging for mercy.

Slowly withdrawing from his body, twisting his sharp jaw and turning his face, he found that he had lost his eyes in pain, his lips were pale, and there was a dry bamboo leaf between his teeth.

Ge Shu Yepo was stunned, and when he looked closely, his pillow was bitten open, and Mu Zishi was biting out the dried bamboo leaves and buckwheat husks stuffed inside, so as to chew up the screams Never overflow.

A feeling of inexplicable ignorance suddenly surged in my heart. Such pride is inherent, is it really indestructible?

Unknowingly, with a little effort on his fingers, he touched his wet eyelashes in a panic: "Crying in pain?"

Mu Zishi came back to his senses for a while, his eyes were still scattered, but he turned his face away decisively, his indifference and hatred were clearly visible at a glance.

Ge Shu Yepo smiled in a low voice, and was not angry, but the burning desire in his eyes flickered like sparks. He thought he was satisfied, but when he looked at him, he felt even more eager, and ignored his slight struggle to turn him over. Turn around and face each other under your body.

Mu Zishi's whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and the mess between his legs was even more unbearable. Strands of blue satin-like black hair clung to his body, but it set off the crystal clear skin, making people feel icy and jade-like. The pair of small dogwoods on the chest are pink like the freshest peach petals, so fresh that it cannot be offended, but surprisingly gorgeous.

Ge Shu Yepo was bewitched, he lowered his head and gently caressed her with the tip of his tongue.

This kind of touch is not painful, but tender like a lover, especially after the inhumane tyranny, it is more like a gentle wind and drizzle that is enough to be grateful to Dade - but Mu Zishi resisted fiercely like being bitten by a poisonous snake, hissing Said: "Go away... you disgusting beast!"

I was terrified in my heart, wasn't this demon already over, why didn't I let myself go?

Ge Shuye froze: "A beast? You're right."

He touched his waist with his hands, folded Mu Zishi's legs, and said with a malicious smile: "It's such a thin waist, I'm really worried that it will break if I try hard... With such a look, I'm afraid it's not right to be a prince." Happy bitch!"

His words were vulgar and insulting, and his actions were merciless. He directly inserted a finger into the red, swollen and torn backyard, making a sticky sound, feeling Mu Zishi's severe pain. Trembling, he grinned and said: "You said that the Supreme Emperor who was watching the age at Chiwutai, would he have thought that his noble Seventh Prince would be so lowly that he would be fucked to death by a bandit?"

Mu Zishi sobbed and stuck in his throat, curled up in pain, only felt that his entire lower body had become an unhealed wound, being prodded by inhuman cruelty, and Ge Shu Yepo's firmness had already become like a beast. ready to go.For a moment, he was so terrified that he almost collapsed, and unconsciously blurted out: "No, I'm not..."

Ge Shu Yepo withdrew his finger, pressed his avatar as hard as a soldering iron against the entrance, lightly lit it viciously, and asked casually, "It's not what?"

Perhaps the one he wanted to torture was Qi Jin's seventh prince, he just wanted to take revenge and vent his anger, his family feud had nothing to do with him at all... Mu Zishi trembled violently, his lips moved slightly, but he stopped talking.

"You are his sword and his shield, even if you go to the underworld, you have to dance for him, even if you become a beggar, you have to be bitten by a dog for him... Zishi, promise me. "

Across the shackles of life and death and the murmur of passing years, Qi Yupei's voice is still in my ears, it is salvation but also doom, it is obsession and stubbornness.

I promise you, Mu Zishi will live up to Qi Yupei all his life.

Mu Zishi slowly closed his eyes, and said in a shy voice, "I would rather not be the Seventh Prince..."

The tone is miserable and tragic, but firm and without regret.

Ge Shu Yepo sneered, straightened his waist vigorously, and entered the depths of the crimson narrow hole little by little, the injured inner folds were so hot that they were about to melt, and they kept contracting and convulsing.

Mu Zishi's throat was salty, and his eyes were filled with blood mist. When Ge Shu Yepo started to twitch, he passed out completely.

The short knife that Qi Wushang gave fell on the ground not far away, the blade was clear and bright, and he didn't know anything about it.

Qi Shaochong added lamp oil again, finally couldn't bear it, stomped his feet and said, "Why hasn't my brother come back!"

Lu Kuangxi's eyes were astringent and swollen, and he barely looked outside the house: "Is there any important matter in the village to discuss? It's too late."

Rubbing his eyes, he stood up and said, "Are you hungry, I'll make another pot of dumplings?"

Qi Shaochong looked uneasy, and said: "No, I have to find him."

As he said, he put on his cloak and was about to open the door and leave.

Lu Kuangxi hurriedly stopped him: "The snowy road is slippery and it's dark... you can put a lantern on!"

Qi Shaochong's eyelids twitched, feeling flustered, and when Lu Kuangxi came over with the lantern, he picked it up absent-mindedly, but accidentally knocked it over, and saw a flame rushing upwards, burning a lampshade made of bamboo strips and tissue paper in the blink of an eye. all clean.

Lu Kuangxi sighed: "It seems that there is a stronger one, I will get it for you."

Qi Shaochong stood in a daze for a moment, then turned around and ran out the door with big strides. He was about to cry and said silently: "Fourth brother, if you know, you must protect Zishi's safety..."

As soon as he hurried out of the courtyard, he saw a dark figure standing still outside the courtyard gate. He was emotionally agitated at the moment, and he pulled out the dagger in his boot with one hand, and shouted sharply: "Who is there!"

The figure trembled violently: "It's me, Zuo Shifei."

The voice was unusually hoarse and dry.

Qi Shaochong walked a few steps closer, only to feel the smell of alcohol was strong and tangy, almost drunk, he hurriedly said: "Brother Zuo, why are you drinking here? Where is my brother? Isn't he with you?"

Zuo Shifei's eyes were red from drinking, and he shook his head when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

Qi Shaochong didn't know what was wrong, so he calmed down and asked in a deep voice: "Where is my brother? Where is he? Is it Lin Shenai who makes things difficult for him...or brother Shu Yepo?"

Zuo Shifei sighed, with unprecedented hesitation and pain in his eyes.

Qi Shaochong didn't ask any more questions, he turned around and left while holding the knife tightly. He just took two steps, his arms tightened, but Zuo Shifei firmly held him.

Qi Shaochong flew into a rage, his pitch-black eyes shone with snowy light, and said, "Let go!"

Zuo Shifei spoke with some difficulty, but he no longer hesitated: "Your brother...he's fine, the eldest brother took him down the mountain overnight."

Qi Shaochong asked doubtfully, "Why did you go down the mountain?"

Zuo Shifei answered irrelevant questions, and said in a low voice: "Brother, he is very bitter... Well, I'm afraid he will be sad when he sobers up."

Although he was vague, Qi Shao believed most of it, and Ge Shuye was quite ungrateful after he broke his family and died. It is not surprising that he did any weird things on New Year's Eve, not to mention that Zuo Shifei never lied on weekdays?

Staring at Zuo Shifei's expression, he was still a little worried after all, and asked again: "What did Ge Shu Yepo do in the past?"

Zuo Shifei avoided his gaze, and said: "Brother has killed people...and he has gone down the mountain and set fire to houses, but most of the time he stays in the house and does nothing."

Qi Shaochong was extremely annoyed, but he also knew that he would not be able to wait to return to Mu Zishi tonight.

Zuo Shifei was silent for a while, then said softly: "Come back to Fenglin camp with me, brothers will also have a lot of fun... When your brother returns to the mountain, I will let you come and see him."

Zuo Shifei has always been very considerate of himself, and he is also Feng Linying's Shuozi, it is inconvenient for Qi Shaochong to refuse, so he can only agree, thinking to himself that he must find a way to leave Nanke Mountain with Mu Zishi as soon as possible. The first choice is to go to Yongliang and seek opportunities in the army.

When the sky was light, Ge Shu Yepo calmed down from a night of unrestrained venting. This night was completely a wonderful and extremely joyful feast. The burning and release rolled up from the depths of his body had never been seen in more than ten years Surprisingly, I didn't feel tired at all, and even felt refreshed like a newborn.

In a happy mood, he even took the time to help Mu Zishi clean his body. In the morning light, his complexion was so white and delicate that it was almost dazzling, so those deep and shallow scars appeared more abrupt and cruel.

Some of Mu Zishi's fingernails were split, and when he wiped it, he thought it was excruciatingly painful. He couldn't help moaning softly in a coma, but immediately pursed his lips patiently.

The shape of his lips is extremely beautiful, the lines seem to be drawn with a plum brush, delicate and smooth, clear and full, although there is no blood at the moment, there are a few bloodstains, and there is a strange and enchanting aura at the condensation.

Ge Shuye couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her awkwardly.

It feels cold to the touch, with a hint of bloody sweetness, but it is as soft as a puddle of spring water, which makes people want to absorb more involuntarily.

Forcefully parting his lips, holding the tip of his soft and tender tongue, such a tongue shouldn't be able to utter those cruel words that can peel his own flesh and blood. Thinking of this, Ge Shu Yepo invaded even more domineeringly.

Mu Zishi felt something, but he didn't have the strength to dodge at all, but his eyelashes trembled and his brows frowned.

The taste of the entanglement of lips and tongue is very fresh, exciting tenderness, although this kind of tenderness is nothing but fascination, but it makes people involuntarily fascinated and intoxicated, Ge Shu Yepo regrets why he didn't kiss his lips when he was awake just now.

Brother Long Jiu Shu Ye stood up and sighed softly: "If you are not the Seventh Prince..."