Revlon

When Xiaoyue woke up again, he was already on the carriage back to Lidu. He looked out through the iron bars of the window, and saw the mountains, high mountains and far away.

Xiaoyue used to walk these roads when he came here, and now the green hills remain unchanged, and the green water remains the same.

Seeing that the curtains of the carriage were drawn aside, Ming Shuo hurriedly rode forward: "Xiao Shanqing, you..."

The curtain was closed, and the people inside did not want to hear his voice.

Xiaoyue didn't say a word during this journey, he was like a dummy who lost his soul, he didn't even eat or drink around, no matter how Ming Shuo tried to persuade him, he always stared into Ming Shuo's eyes indifferently, looked at him and said , listened to him, but never gave a half-point response.

In desperation, Ming Shuo could only use the method Qi Chen taught him. He didn't eat a meal, so he cut a knife on Qi Delong's body to see if he starved to death first or Qi Delong died of blood exhaustion first.

Xiaoyue compromised.

He can eat and drink water, but he no longer communicates with others, and he can neither see joy nor sorrow.

Ming Shuo would send letters to Qi Chen every day, telling him the situation of Xiaoyue's journey.

On the last day, Qi Chen and the army received the last letter from Ming Shuo on the way back to the city, saying that they and their party had arrived in Lidu, and after Xiaoyue returned home, he locked himself in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Qi Chen regretted so much, he should have thrown the army to Sun Ji, he should have gone back to Lidu with Xiaoyue, he should have watched him to death, he should have locked him in his arms day and night.

Thinking that it would still take five days for the army to reach Lidu, Qi Chen said that he couldn't bear the impatience in his heart.

What is Xiaoyue doing?

What was he thinking about?

Will he still be sad?

Will you be sad because you hate him?

Qi Chen was extremely impatient, angry, and blamed himself, and even got angry at one point and vomited blood. He couldn't bear the inner mania anymore, and finally rode his horse over Qinyu Ridge, Efan Mountain, and Hua'e Pass by himself. Go to Lidu.

The night in the capital city of Li was still bustling and prosperous. Street vendors set up long stalls and hawked endlessly. The horses galloping through the downtown area startled the streets with exclamations.

Standing under the plaque of Prince Xin's Mansion, Shen Yi'an met Qi Chen's horse from a distance, and took the reins with ease.

Qi Chen got off his horse and strode into the gate: "Where's Xiaoyue?"

Shen Yi'an chased after him: "Xiao Shanqing locked herself in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and no one can get in, not even Mr. Qi."

In the moonlight, Qi Chen walked swiftly through the courtyard corridor: "Did he not drink or eat?"

"It doesn't seem to be there today." Shen Yi'an said.

Qi Chen looked at him coldly.

"Xiao Ming is a paper tiger. How dare he really use a knife on Mr. Qi. Xiao Shanqing won't open the door if he finds out. If you don't come back to your humble job, you don't know what to do with him."

The Xiaoxiang Pavilion was pitch black, the people inside were not lit, the grass outside the hall was full of servants kneeling, Fu Jia was lying on the crack of the door, shouting to the people inside, but no matter what, he couldn't impress the people inside half point.

Qi Chen threw down the "Welcome to the Prince" and "Auspicious Prince" that filled the courtyard, and ran up the steps in two steps.

Fu Jia bowed and saluted: "My lord, Xiao Shanqing has been locked inside for a whole day without making a sound, this old slave is afraid..."

Qi Chen patted the door heavily: "Open the door!"

There was no response from the door.

Qi Chen yelled impatiently: "Xiao Yue, I asked you to open the door!!"

Seeing that the prince was angry, all the people present kowtowed, not even daring to lift their heads. The wild cat in the yard screamed, climbed up the tree trunk, and hid in the dark canopy.

Qi Chen faintly felt uneasy, why didn't Xiaoyue light the lamp?

Thinking of the scene where Xiaoyue cut the Quenhan sword towards his throat, Qi Chen's heart trembled numbly, Xiaoyue he...

Fu Jia: "My lord, do we need someone to break down the door...Where are you going, my lord?"

Qi Chen turned around and went to the window of Xiaoyue's room, smashed the window frame with his palm, and jumped into the room.

The room was dark, with sporadic moonlight shining into the room, making vision hazy.

With a "click", Qi Chen stepped on a fragment of something, every step he took made a crackling sound, especially clear and piercing in the silent room.

"Xiao Yue?" Qi Chen said in a deep voice.

Xiaoyue didn't respond, but Qi Chen is a martial arts practitioner, his five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people after acquired training, in such a quiet environment, he heard another person's breathing.

...it was indeed the sound of breathing.

Qi Chen's heart sank.

Xiaoyue breathed well on the bed in front of him on the left.

Qi Chen lit the candlestick, the breeze blew in from the window, the candlelight flickered, and even Qi Chen's gaze fluttered slightly.

It was only then that Qi Chen saw clearly that the fragments he stepped on just now were broken porcelain remnants of vases, teapots, and teacups mixed together.

The room was in a mess, Xiao Yue dropped all the things that could be broken, but only the seven treasures for rewards were placed on the long table intact.

Xiaoyue lay on the bed with his eyes open, his eyes were full of exhaustion but not sleepy, he turned his head slightly, looked at the person walking by the bed, tears welled up in his eyes instantly.

Qi Chen looked at Xiao Yue coldly, and leaned over him little by little, his voice was so cold that it could break out of ice: "Why don't you eat."

Xiao Yue looked at the person on his chest indifferently, and a tear fell silently.

Qi Chen wiped away his tears, and breathed hotly on his face: "Xiaoyue, last time I was too fierce, it was my fault, forgive me?"

Xiaoyue closed her eyes heavily, tears streaming out of her sockets.

Looking at Xiaoyue's thin jawline, Qi Chen felt a dull pain in his heart. This is clearly the moment he has been dreaming of these days. He wished he could hug him like this every day and night, and breathe his breath , touching his temperature...but Xiaoyue didn't look at him.

When he knew that Xiaoyue gave Fang Yuwu the art of controlling soldiers, he was furious and resentful. He had no way to vent except tormenting Xiaoyue. The pain and panic drove him crazy over and over again.

It was Qi Chen who was too conceited. He thought he could control everything, emotions, and even Xiaoyue, so he threw the disillusioned Xiaoyue to Mingshuo, and let him suffer all kinds of grievances and sufferings in the cold cage. He suffered and despaired alone so that he would pay for his betrayal.

But who can't leave?

After Xiaoyue left, Qi Chen regretted like crazy. When his anger settled down, he dullly realized that he was not in pain because of Xiaoyue betraying himself, but because he couldn't face the reality.

He couldn't face that Xiaoyue didn't love him anymore, he couldn't bear Xiaoyue's falling in love with Fang Yuwu...

Although he kept Xiaoyue as he wished, and now his Xiaoyue is in his arms, pressed under his body, kissed away tears by him, but Xiaoyue no longer loves him...

He used to think that Xiaoyue's love for him was dispensable, he only wanted people, but now he was almost suffocated, Xiaoyue fell in love with someone else, betrayed him for others, and wanted to kill him!

Like touching a paper doll, Qi Chen carefully pulled Xiao Yue's sideways head back, kissed his pale lips, and said tremblingly: "Xiao Yue, don't fall in love with others, don't fall in love with others, I beg you Please, please..."

Xiaoyue's chest trembled twice, and he couldn't hide his heartbroken sobs anymore.

Qi Chen held his face in his hands, great grief seeped into Xiao Yue's body completely through his breath and body temperature, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

Qi Chen hugged him even harder: "I have missed a lot of things, and I can no longer repay your uncle's life, but if I become a great treasure in the future, I promise you that in my lifetime, the Nanyue army will never die again." Set foot on Gaoxu's land, I will never deceive you again, as long as you love me, Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue."

Xiaoyue didn't dare to open his eyes, didn't dare to look at him, but these words were not meant for him, Qi Chen's affection would only make him more distressed and desperate.

Qi Chen hugged him, their lips and teeth brushed over and over again, and intersected: "Xiaoyue, look at me, look at me, tell me you still love me, tell me you still love me quickly."

Qi Chen is like a stranded fish that is about to die of thirst, desperately begging and begging for the hope of living.

Tears wet Xiaoyue's lips, he loves Qi Chen, he has never stopped loving him for a moment, he even wants to die in his arms like this, even wants Qi Chen to kill him himself, he doesn't know why he changed In this way, why did their love become so heartbroken, so sad, and so entangled.

Xiao Yue still didn't speak, all Qi Chen waited for was his tears and sobbing.

Qi Chen is very anxious, he has never felt so far away from Xiaoyue, even if Xiaoyue is far away on the top of Mount Tajiu, he has never felt that Xiaoyue is so far away from him, clearly hugging each other closely, but seems out of reach.

Xiaoyue's frustration made him terrified, he couldn't wait, he couldn't wait for an answer, he couldn't wait to feel Xiaoyue's existence.

But Xiaoyue was as weak as a piece of paper in his hand, as if it was going to be broken in an instant.

Apart from kissing him, Qi Chen has nothing to do, except to possess him fiercely, Qi Chen can't be sure that he is really by his side, except to tear him apart and eat him, Qi Chen can't be sure that he won't leave again.

Qi Chen panicked and flustered, he sucked Xiao Yue's tightly pressed lips, sucked hard, swallowing the trembling and hot breath of the person under him.

Xiaoyue no longer responded to him, his dry and peeled lips were not so soft, but Qi Chen kissed crazily, Xiaoyue's indifference made him almost desperate, he kissed carelessly, and couldn't wait to take off Xiaoyue's clothes, desperately He desperately wanted to draw love from Xiaoyue, even if it was a little bit, even if it was the slightest strand.

With tears in her eyes, Xiaoyue was stripped by Qi Chen, naked and exposed in front of Qi Chen, from body to soul... naked, unable to cover up, and had nowhere to escape.

Xiaoyue's lower abdomen is very beautiful, slender and flat, white and smooth, every inch of skin is dyed with seductive watery luster under Qi Chen's licking, Qi Chen eagerly kissed him from his chest, leaving behind a string of wet hickey.

Xiaoyue trembled from his strange kiss, he couldn't stop suppressing the pain in his heart, but he couldn't resist everything Qi Chen gave.

He knew it was wrong, it was wrong for him and Qi Chen to do this... But he just loves this man so much...

Xiaoyue began to pant helplessly, looked down at Qi Chen who was kissing his lower abdomen, a bewildered trance appeared on his tear-wet face, like the despair before a moth flies into a flame.

Qi Chen's body temperature was so hot that he couldn't stop shivering all over his body, and intermittent whispers overflowed unconsciously in his chest, this is his lover of two lifetimes... What should Xiaoyue do... What should he do.

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue..." Qi Chen called his name, his warm breath sprayed on his lower abdomen.

Xiaoyue's body trembled twice in Qi Chen's hands, her arms tensed and grabbed the bed sheet, watching Qi Chen get closer and closer in pain.

The grief in his heart and the joy of his body are intertwined, and the great longing drives him to Xiaoyue, who is in pain and ashamed... He thinks of Xiao Hanyun's face, the scene when Xiao Hanyun and Qi Chen looked at each other, and thinks of Xiao Yue. I saw the way Qi Chen pointed his sword at him... He hates, it hurts, it hurts so much...

Qi Chen kissed all the way down from Xiaoyue's lower abdomen, holding a full ball in his mouth and sucking gently and urgently.

Xiaoyue took a deep breath: "—um..."

The relationship between him and Qi Chen started from a conspiracy, but it has never been stable. Qi Chen once brutally asked him who Ye Zhao was, and Xiaoyue wanted to hug him countless times and tell him that you are my Ye Zhao...but he must be responsible. After hurting Ye Zhao too much, God will let Qi Chen return to him in such a cruel way...

Xiaoyue's sensitive body clamored for joy under Qi Chen's licking, but her heart was like a paper kite torn apart in a storm...

Xiao Yue bit her lower lip stubbornly, and was put into a desired posture by Qi Chen.

He was lying on his back, with his two snow-white legs spread wide, and his pink penis pushed up high, like a doll at his mercy.

Xiao Yue didn't resist at all, his tear-soaked eyes were so sad and lifeless.

Qi Chen buried himself between his legs and said: "Xiaoyue, I love you, I want you, I can't live without you... Xiaoyue, my king Xiaoyue can't live without you."

A soft, rough and hot thing wrapped his genitals, and the thrill of electric shock hit his whole body in an instant, and Xiaoyue's muscles stretched like a bow full of strings.

Qi Chen...Qi Chen is licking his...his...

Xiaoyue bit his lips tightly, blood oozing from between his lips, he hugged Qi Chen's head, curled up his fingers and inserted them deep into the root of his hair.

Qi Chen was dissatisfied that he clenched his teeth, his tongue twitched on the horse's eyes, his canine teeth scraped the sensitive shaft, and swallowed the whole thing as deeply as possible.

Xiaoyue was finally pulled back by Qi Chen from his distraught emotions, he tremblingly wanted to push Qi Chen away, a shameful groan came out of his chest.

While swallowing deeply and shallowly, Qi Chen restrained Xiao Yue's obstructive hand, using both lips and tongue, making the things in his mouth hotter and hotter.

Xiaoyue's breathing became more and more rapid, and his knuckles became stiffer and stiffer when he was pinched by Qi Chen, he speeded up, and Xiaoyue hummed and kicked the bed sheets.

Never...well...Xiaoyue has never been treated like this...ah...his Ye Zhao...well...his Ye Zhao has never played with him like this...

Qi Chen ruthlessly sucked the contours of the tip, his bloodshot and sensitive cock couldn't stand the stimulation, and violently twitched, a stream of hot liquid hit his throat wall.

The sweet and clear breath belonging to Xiaoyue's fishy smell filled his mouth, and the huge psychological satisfaction made him get strange excitement from the eager pain. He wriggled his Adam's apple and swallowed all of Xiaoyue's love juice.

Xiaoyue is his now... Xiaoyue is his and cannot be taken away by anyone!

The sound of swallowing was explicit and obscene, Xiao Yue's pale cheeks turned an unnatural red, and the corners of his eyes and brows were even slightly peachy.

Qi Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his bright red lips were slightly turbid. He pressed Xiao Yue excitedly and hugged and kissed him, but Xiao Yue seemed to be caught in two extreme emotions, suffering and longing , his expression was full of love that broke the embankment, but his eyes were terribly empty.

Qi Chen can't control so much anymore. At this moment, he can't control Xiao Yue's emotions, can't control Xiao Yue's pain, and can't control Xiao Yue's wishes. He just wants to own him, to possess him thoroughly with his own genitals, Nail him to his body, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Xiao Yue panted in a daze, tears fell to his ears, Qi Chen's broad chest was pressed against his chest, and a deep voice resonated in his chest: "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Yue shuddered, the painful light in his eyes caused hatred in Qi Chen's heart.

He has already forgiven Xiaoyue's betrayal, why does Xiaoyue still show such a gloomy expression?

The former Xiaoyue would not be like this, no matter how Qi Chen forced him, bullied him, humiliated him, even though he was in pain, there was such a strong love in his eyes, but now Xiaoyue only has pain and hopelessness.

Qi Chen: "Is it painful for me to touch you?"

"..."

"Who are you thinking about? Ye Zhao? Or Fang Yuwu?"

Xiao Yue closed his eyes in pain.

Qi Chen looked at his embarrassment and pain but insisted on clenching his teeth, sour anger flooded his heart: "The person holding you at this moment is my king!"

Xiao Yue turned his head sideways and did not speak.

Qi Chen squeezed his chin with one hand, forced him to face himself, picked up his slender legs with the other, and thrust his erect penis into Xiaoyue's back hole: "You belong to me."

With a sound of "噗嗤", the tight acupoints were violently poked open, Xiaoyue couldn't hold back any longer, and cried out in pain, the voice was accompanied by the breeze from the hallway, and came into Yueguang Linlin's big room through the broken window frame. hospital.

Qi Chen's voice was angry and hoarse: "You promised me that I would not leave, how can you change your mind? Huh? Why didn't you keep your word? Why did you torture me like this? Is it because I lied to you that you did this? revenge!"

Every time he said a word, the huge and hot penis was pushed heavily into the soft core, manipulating the secret place that meant possession fiercely, wishing that every inch of the skin and even the soul of the person under him would be stained with the same Evidence of own intimacy.

Xiaoyue was completely turned over by Qi Chen, and was pressed firmly on the cold bed, forced to bear the encroachment from behind, with uncontrollable cries continuously overflowing from his throat.

He didn't...he didn't change his mind, how could he change his heart...why Qi Chen was born in the royal family, why Ye Zhao was a bomb disposal policeman, why...why they could never be together...why did he fall in love with this man……

The lewd sound of water pierces through the ears, and Qi Chen aggressively occupies Xiaoyue's body, making Xiaoyue's heart broken in the terrifying pleasure.

On the huge bed, the thick penis was inserted whole, squeezed out the lewd water, brought out the bright red intestines, Xiao Yue's internal organs were all messed up, it seemed that Qi Chen's genitals were not only in Xiao Yue's intestines and Rui's heart , instead... it stabbed into his abdominal cavity... even hit his throat.

Xiao Yue moaned lasciviously under Qi Chen's crotch, and his voice was knocked out of his throat uncontrollably.

Xiao Yue looked back from under him with tears in his eyes, and Qi Chen was kneeling behind him, his firm abdominal muscles hitting his soft buttocks one after another.

Qi Chen penetrated harder and harder, and fucked faster and faster: "Does it hurt? I want you to hurt! I want you to hurt! This kind of pain is given to you by me, and only I can give it to you! Only I can give it!"

Xiaoyue sank his head into the pillow, his white thighs were trembling, and the sharp soreness and pain in Rui's heart made him cry non-stop, almost dying in this torment.

"I want to kill you, Xiaoyue, this king really wants to kill you like this!" Qi Chen's lower body movements were fast and ruthless, as if he would not be merciful at all because of the pain and collapse of the people in his crotch.

Xiaoyue completely gave up wishing that Qi Chen would be as gentle as Ye Zhao, Ye Zhao was so gentle, he soothed all his pains gently, and changed him from a lonely and willful man into a gentle person.

Ye Zhao rescued him from the abyss of loneliness and gloom, like a ray of sunshine in his dark life, giving him the courage to stand in the crowd and look at the sun.

It's different... What Ye Zhao gave...is completely different from what Qi Chen gave.

Qi Chen leaned over Xiaoyue's back, held his chin with one hand, and put his arm around his lower abdomen, and said word by word while performing the operation: "Xiaoyue, if you want me to let you go, unless I die!"

Xiao Yue's eyelids were red, his face was pale, and he almost fainted.

Qi Chen straightened up and hugged Xiaoyue's waist, and suddenly pushed his whole body in, causing Xu Xiaoyue to cry out.

Qi Chen's heart was full of pleasure and bloodthirsty jealousy.

Two months, just two months, Xiao Yue changed from the lover who had eyes full of love for him to what he is now, and they really came to such a situation.

This is the result that Qi Chen had predicted countless times, and how many times he would need to take it by force before he could possess this person completely again?

Xiaoyue was beaten into a daze by Qi Chen, but his soul was always drawn by the desolate love in his heart.

With tears streaming down his face, Xiaoyue panted and said a sentence that broke him when he was knocked into pieces: "You... ah... you are Ye Zhao...you are..."

Qi Chen was caught off guard, he was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, fucked the muddy flower heart with incomparable viciousness, and pushed it against the tender flesh in the depths: "I'm not!!"

Xiaoyue cried out and said in a trembling voice, "You...you are...well, you are Ye Zhao..."

Qi Chen's eyes became colder: "I'm not, Xiaoyue, you can see who I am!!"

Xiaoyue's heart was pierced by a knife, and he repeated the sentence stubbornly and crying: "You are Ye Zhao...you...well...well, it's my Ye Zhao..."

Qi Chen was almost heartbroken, he suddenly remembered the scene when Xiaoyue first entered Xiaoxiang Pavilion, jumped out of the swimming pool and ran towards him. Is it because he looks similar to Ye Zhao that Xiaoyue loves him?So what is he?substitute?

He is the prince of the royal family of the great kingdom of Southern Guangdong, who would dare to use him as a substitute?

Qi Chen grabbed Xiaoyue's shoulders and lifted him up.

Xiaoyue knelt on the bed, Qi Chen's chest was pressed against his back, a large area of ​​exposed skin was exchanging hot body temperature, Qi Chen pinched Xiaoyue's chin: "In your heart, this king will never be better than that man?"

Xiao Yue burst into tears like rain, and wanted to look away in embarrassment.

Qi Chen strangled him ruthlessly: "It's nothing compared to the fact that you are also my king's!"

This time Qi Chen really went crazy, his vigorous fingers pinched Xiaoyue's carotid artery, his brain was dizzy due to insufficient blood supply, he pulled Xiaoyue's arm, and fucked Huaxin from behind again, endlessly Fiddled with it.

Xiaoyue trembled from being penetrated, his orgasmed cock hung down in front of his body, his horse eyes spasmed and spat out mucus, he was unable to kneel upright, so he could only helplessly curl up in Qi Chen's arms to be fucked.

Qi Chen meddled from top to top, and the fuck got deeper and deeper: "Xiao Yue, I should have killed you the first day I saw you in Luofeng Mountain!"

In that way, Qi Chen will not fall in love with him, won't be obsessed with him, won't be delusional, he won't be snatched away by others, and he won't have all his heart on Ye Zhao.

Xiaoyue was shaken uncontrollably by the brutal weapon in his lower body, his head leaned against Qi Chen's broad shoulders, his face turned from red to blue, and his crying gradually weakened, suffocation made him fall into a semi-consciousness, only Can let the hard object under Qi Chen's crotch be inserted repeatedly.

He seemed to see Ye Zhao in his blurred peripheral vision.

Ye Zhao is tall and handsome, covering his chest and abdomen with callused hands: "Baby."

Xiaoyue turned his head sideways with all his strength, looked at the panting person next to his ear with blurred eyes, and murmured, "Ye Zhao..."

Ye Zhao's cheeks and neck were dripping with sweat, he moved his muscular waist, and kissed his lips.

Qi Chen took Xiaoyue's lips in his mouth, and licked his dry lips wet. His thick pubic hair and inner thighs were soaked in the misty love juice, foaming and sticky threads were pulled out from the slapping non-stop.

Xiaoyue let Ye Zhao kiss him obediently, panting in a blur of consciousness, Ye Zhao and Qi Chen's genitals seemed to merge into one, and the thick and long hard object was crazily thrusting in the back hole, spraying hot semen.

Qi Chen cruelly poured the semen into the depths of Xiao Yue's heart, and Xiao Yue cried and passed out in Qi Chen's neck.