The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

He Qing's legs were bent and pressed against his chest, his arms embraced his legs, and he gritted his teeth as he gritted his teeth and groaned as a raging heat surged into his heart.

Gu Youyan stretched out his hand to lift He Qing up. Who is He Qing pretending to be with his current appearance?

A fair hand restrained his hand, and Gu Youyan followed Lian Lin's calm face along the red sleeve.

"A Lin," Gu Youyan's eyes were filled with deep pain, he held Lian Lin's hand behind his back, and wrapped the other hand outside, "Could it be that I can't even deal with a prisoner if I want to?"

Lian Lin withdrew his hand, his eyes fell on that hand, and said indifferently: "He can only be killed by me."

"Okay, okay..." Gu Youyan compromised, the hand that was frozen in the air slowly lowered, his eyes were lowered, and there was only the figure on the bed in his peripheral vision, "Alin, I'll listen to you."

"Hmm...it's so hot..." A low panting/breathing voice sounded intermittently, "it's so hot...would it be...would it be better..."

Lian Lin looked at He Qing indifferently.

He Qing tore off the neckline of his clothes, and soon the white tender skin/flesh on his body half-concealed appeared in his eyes.

Lian Lin's eyes deepened.

He walked slowly to He Qing's side, lifted He Qing's chin, and looked down at He Qing from a high position.

He Qing's eyes were half-closed, a little confused and charming, his shoulders were slightly exposed, and the red lips were particularly conspicuous on his face.

"It's so hot...Brother Lian Lin..." He Qing's hand climbed up to the hand that was clasping his chin, and squeezed into Lian Lin's fingers, interlocking his fingers, turning his face to rub the back of his hand, the scorching temperature passed On the back of Lian Lin's hand.

Lian Lin abnormally did not withdraw his hand.

Gu Youyan had a dull pain in his chest. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to stop what might happen next, but after meeting Shang Lianlin's eyes, Gu Youyan had a blockage in his throat and couldn't say anything.

"Brother Lian Lin," because of He Qing's actions, his hair hung down his shoulders to his side, and he spread it on the bed. He Qing rubbed Lian Lin's face repeatedly, muttering about Brother Lian Lin.

"Want me?"

He Qing raised his eyes, the fog had not dissipated, his face was full of doubts, "Huh?"

Gu Youyan clenched his fists hanging from his cuffs.

Lian Lin never gave him a look.

The drug took effect, He Qing felt uncomfortable, and even more uncomfortable in his heart. What he wanted to do now was to add to the troubles of the two protagonists, and holding Lian Lin's hand like this, the cold feeling dissipated

The out-of-control caused by the drugs, the frenzy in his heart subsided.

The hand attached to the cheek kneaded the flesh on the cheek a few times, Lian Lin's fingertips pressed He Qing's face, and then lifted his head forcefully.

He Qing was much more awake now than before, and when he was forced to look up at each other, Lian Lin's face was extraordinarily cold, and he still pretended to be dazed, calling vaguely: "Lian Lin elder brother."

Fingertips traced the outline on He Qing's lips, Lian Lin said calmly, "Do you want it?"

He Qing was taken aback, then slowly shook his head, "I don't want to..."

The hand on his lips was a little heavier, He Qing frowned, and pushed Lian Lin's hand outward, "It hurts."

"Those who lie will be punished." Lian Lin said.

He Qing hadn't realized what Lian Lin meant, and there was something warm and cool on his lips. He first pecked lightly, and then bit his lower lip, plundering his air.

"Hmm..." He Qing put his hand on Lian Lin's shoulder, all the strength in his body was absorbed by Lian Lin, and all the drugs/addictions that had just been suppressed were hooked up.

Smooth and soft, with a flexible tongue, He Qing only felt groggy, and couldn't see the scene in front of him.

The pain awakened He Qing's consciousness, and the bloody taste in his mouth diffused from his taste buds, occupying all his sense of taste.

Lian Lin let go of He Qing, and looked at him with deep eyes.

He Qing's eyes were shrouded in water vapor, the silver thread was long, and a little red stained his lips, and his hands were resting on the edge of the bed.

"Alin..." Gu Youyan's face turned green, he hesitated to speak, "You..."

Lian Lin smiled, his attitude was a little frivolous, "Why, do you want to continue watching?"

He Qing shuddered and was about to push Lian Lin away, but the pain in his neck made He Qing gasp in the next second.

Nibbling and kissing, the hot air sprayed on the collarbone, and the hands on the waist tightly clasped He Qing who retreated and dodged.

He Qing had no strength in his body, and he didn't want to think too much, so he just let Lian Lin hold him like this.

"Alin..." Gu Youyan's voice was almost heartbroken, and the words seemed to be squeezed out word by word, "How could you do this..."

Lian Lin poked his head out of He Qing's arms, his eyes were dull, "Do you want to continue watching?"

"No." Gu Youyan gave He Qing a hard look, then shook his sleeves and said, "I know you're just playing around, and you'll change your mind in the future."

"Besides, he's just a prisoner. I don't want to be jealous with a prisoner." Gu Youyan snorted and stopped looking at He Qing.

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He Qing: ...he provoked someone.

Lian Lin laughed, but before Gu Youyan came, he remembered to write down the smile, and the next second he stood still like a stone sculpture.

Lian Lin bent down and bit He Qing's neck with his head buried. He Qing's cry of pain was particularly harsh. When Lian Lin looked at him again, there was some blood on his lower lip.

On the other hand, He Qing bit his lower lip lightly, like a fairy.

Gu Youyan felt oppressed in his chest, wishing he could burn He Qing to sacrifice to heaven, he turned around abruptly, and forcibly calmed down the turmoil in his heart, "A Lin, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Gu Youyan ran out of the room as if fleeing.

He Qing fell on the bed, his whole body was exhausted, and his body was unbearably hot, so he could only raise his eyelids and look at Lian Lin.

"Your Majesty is hot?" the bass whispered like a demon whispered coaxingly, "Do you need your help?"

He Qing secretly rolled his eyes, crying like a cat, he knew what Lin An was thinking better than anyone else, didn't the scene he did just now just want to make Gu Youyan feel more cruel to him?

Lian Lin did it, Gu Youyan wished he could be hacked into pieces.

He Qing's body became stiff, and Lian Lin's hands were really restless.

"Brother Lian Lin..." He Qing closed his eyes and called out in a low voice, "Help me."

"Help you?" Lian Lin asked back in an unclear manner.

He lifted He Qing's body and forced He Qing to look at him, "How can I save you?"

He Qing can't bear this kind of person who pretends to be ignorant when he pretends to be ignorant. Anyway, he is an unconscious person now. Lianlin look.

Then stared at Lian Lin with seductive eyes: "Brother, how do you save me?"

"Ah."