Stunning monster, soft and cute

However, in Ye Youming's eyes, it was extremely glaring, and he was extremely depressed: "You all step back."

While talking, Ye Youming had already approached the room.

The two guys hurriedly and humbly answered "Yes", then retreated and closed the door.

Ye Youming had already changed back into his attire.

Wearing a bright black magnolia flower dark pattern costume, taking advantage of her taller and slender figure, she is full of coercion, but also faintly reveals a bit of dark coquettishness, her red hair is scattered behind her, and her bewitching red pupils are particularly magnificent. Dazzling, like the red lotus in the Polar Mansion.

Linggu just glanced at Ye Youming, then retracted his eyes, fell asleep, and looked at a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand.

Seeing the silence in Linggu, Ye Youming became more and more depressed.

So he took the lead and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Linggu's little hand holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake trembled slightly, "I, I want to beg you... let go of the game."

While speaking, Linggu had already stood up, begging Ye Youming sincerely.

But Ye Youming only felt a buzzing in his head, as if struck by lightning.

He never expected that the first sentence the person in front of him said to him was pleading for another person, and the relationship between the two was extremely... ambiguous.

Huge waves rolled in Ye Youming's heart, and the color of the red pupil became more vivid.

Linggu continued: "He, Bo Yi, he is not a bad person..." Linggu looked at the pastry in his hand: "I know you are enemies, but I feel this matter...you can explain it to him, it is Wu Yin killed his wife."

"Do you think he will listen to me?" Ye Youming looked indifferent, but there was a coldness between his brows and eyes.

"I can explain it to him. I..." Ling Gu paused, and suddenly remembered that he had also been hiding his identity from Game Yi.

If he knew his true identity, how could he listen to his explanation.

Game will only get more angry.

Ling Gu pursed his lips, "Well, it's better not to explain, please let him go."

"Let him go?" Ye Youming chuckled, "I let him go and give him a chance to kill me in the future?"

Hearing Ye Youming's words, Linggu was at a loss. Even though he knew that he couldn't beat Ye Youming in the game, it was only now, and no one would have predicted the future.

Before Linggu interceded for Game Yi, he didn't think so much.

What should he do?

Linggu has no idea.

He loves the person in front of him deeply, and only wants the person in front of him to live well.

Ling Gu lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand countless times.

The witch said that he likes to eat this.

The other little hand rubbed his face in distress, and decided not to think about anything else, and gave the osmanthus cake in his hand to Ye Youming.

Then, Linggu approached Ye Youming slowly, and wanted to give the pastry to Ye Youming.

"Clap" sound.

The next moment, Linggu fell to the ground.

There was a slap mark on her fair cheek, a cut was made at the corner of her mouth, blood flowed out, and there was a buzzing in her head.

It is conceivable how merciless Ye Youming's slap was, and how heavy the strike was.

However, Lingu has been immersed in pleading for Game Yi and feeling sorry for Ye Youming, so he seems to have forgotten the pain. He sat up from the ground, but found that the osmanthus cake in his hand had disappeared.

"Where's my sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Linggu's voice was like a mosquito, with mist in his eyes, looking for the piece of cake for Ye Youming.

Finally, he saw the piece of pastry at the foot of the table, and hurriedly crawled towards the foot of the table, trying to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Suddenly, Linggu was pulled up by a brutal force.

The pent-up anger in Ye Youming's heart erupted completely at this moment like a ferocious flood.

He firmly pressed Linggu's thin and thin body against the hard wall, his face was so gloomy that he gritted his teeth and said:

"This lord has always thought of you too purely. Foxes are sexually obscene. You are a lascivious little beast. As long as you like it, you can do lewd and promiscuous things with others. The pleasure in your mouth is cheap and dirty. Like the garbage that is full of insect repellents that are thrown away."

Linggu's eyes flickered, and he couldn't believe his ears anymore, but he heard clearly, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with me, you want you to insult me ​​like this?"

"Insult!" Ye Youming's forehead was bulging with blue veins, chewing these two words: "I used to be really kind to you, and I have never insulted you. Well, I will let you taste the word 'insult'." What's it like, take off your clothes."

Lingu had never seen Ye Youming's ruthless and ruthless side before, he became frightened, he couldn't help but clenched his neckline tightly with a small hand, and shook his head.

"Get off!"

Ye Youming's voice sounded like a wolf howling.

Linggu was frightened and shrank into a ball, shaking his head with a strong crying voice: "Ye Youming, don't scare me, I'm afraid, you didn't treat me like this before."

"Ye Youming!" Hearing these three words from Linggu's mouth made Ye Youming even more angry, and there was no governance at all.

He stretched out his hands and pulled off Linggu's collar.

"Tear, tear, tear..."

The clothes on Lingu's body were torn into pieces by Ye Youming in a few breaths, and fell to the ground.

Linggu hugged his small body pitifully, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Ye Youming sneered coldly: "Of course it's for you, lest you feel empty and want to find someone else to relieve your desires."

Linggu's tearful eyes were sad: "What are you talking about, I don't understand what you mean?"

"Still pretending."

Ye Youming raised his hand and wanted to hit Linggu, but when he saw Linggu hugging his head, shrinking back, showing a pitiful look with no strength to resist, he paused for a moment, and then retracted it immediately.

In an instant, he pulled the hair on the back of Linggu's head again, and dragged him brutally towards the steaming tub.

"In the past few days when I'm not by your side, you can't say how many times you have had sex with him, it must be dirty."

Ye Youming's obsession with cleanliness made him wish he could kill Linggu at this moment, but he couldn't do it after all.

"Let go, it hurts so much." Linggu's scalp ached, as if he was about to be ripped off by Ye Youming.

However, Ye Youming was already in a demonic state, and he didn't care about Linggu at all.

The red pupils seem to be dripping with bright red blood.

He has been unable to restrain the backlash of the soul, and the whole person is in the midst of irrational madness.

He even forgot that Linggu was pregnant with his flesh and blood.

The strength of his subordinates was extremely ruthless and heavy.

At this moment, Linggu suddenly remembered that the guys just said that the water in the tub was too hot.

So he hurriedly struggled, "Ye Youming is gone, this water is too..."

With a "gudong", the water in the tub splashed very high, splashing all over the floor.

Lingu was thrown vigorously by Ye Youming into the steaming water.

The delicate skin was flushed red with burning pain.

Fortunately, the temperature of the water dropped a lot during the quarrel between the two, so that Linggu wouldn't be severely scalded, but his whole body turned red.

But it was also extremely painful, Linggu reached out to reach the edge of the barrel, trying to climb out, but was pushed into the barrel by Ye Youming.

Linggu struggled desperately, surrounded by a terrible sense of suffocation.

"I'm going to die...so uncomfortable..."

Gululu, Linggu couldn't complete a sentence and drank mouthfuls of water.

"Please……"

Linggu didn't want to die, he still had a baby in his womb.

When he was about to lose his hold, Ye Youming pulled his hair and pulled him out of the water, "Call me, Master."

Linggu was terrified of being pushed into the water by Ye Youming again, the feeling of being on the verge of suffocation was too terrifying.

"...Master..." Linggu breathed heavily.

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Youming dragged him out of the tub.

"I beg you, let me go. Stop torturing me." Ling Guguang knelt on the ground with his small naked body, hugging Ye Youming's robe.

Ye Youming was already in a state of madness and could not listen to Lingu's words at all.

He picked up Linggu, and firmly clasped the back of Linggu's head with his strong and powerful hands, forcing him to raise his small face, lower his head, and kissed him hard.

Still barbaric, domineering, strong, with no tenderness at all.

Like a punishment, a kiss is so violent that it seems to be able to swallow Linggu.

Linggu was in great pain, and only hoped that this massacre would end soon.

But for Ye Youming, this was just the beginning.

At this moment, while kissing Linggu forcefully, he picked him up and walked to the bed.

The lips never left Linggu's lips, pressing Linggu under his body.

One leg pushed against Linggu's legs.

Immediately, he lifted up the hem of his robe and was about to squeeze into Linggu's body, but Linggu struggled desperately.

He also bit Ye Youming's tongue that had invaded his mouth.

Ye Youming frowned, and instinctively withdrew from Linggu's mouth.

After getting nothing, Linggu hurriedly said: "I'm pregnant, I can't be so violent."

But Ye Youming has no governance at all at the moment, like a beast, he can do any excessive things.

However, he was bitten by Linggu.

One of Ye Youming's temperaments is that flaws must be repaid, not to mention that he is a beast at this moment.

So he bit it down, and Ye Youming bit out a bloody hole in Linggu's small mouth in an instant.

After seeing the blood, how could a bad wolf let it go.

The sweet scent of blood fascinated Ye Youming, and moved towards Linggu's neck, wanting to ask for more, wilder and obsessed than the desire beneath him.

He was even more greedy and wanted to plunder and suck at the same time.

But Lingu understood that if Ye Youming bit the blood vessels on his neck now, he would be driven into madness, and Ye Youming, who lost his mind, would drink up the blood in his body and die.

He also understood that Ye Youming didn't want to kill him, at least before he gave birth to a child, he wouldn't just kill him.

Sui Linggu quickly raised his wrist, bit it open, and before Ye Youming bit his neck, he sent the bloody wrist to Ye Youming's mouth.

I hope Ye Youming will stop being crazy, let him survive, and give birth to the fetus in his womb smoothly.

Give him the baby.

He saw that he liked children and wanted to have children of his own.

As he said, he would give anything for him...