Criminal Minds Profile 2

The shopkeeper looked at her suspiciously, then glanced at her broken leg, and guessed in his heart:

The little girl looked weak and quiet on the outside, but she played so excitingly that she even broke her legs.

Could it be that he was abused?

The shop owner has mixed feelings in his heart, and his complexion changes from sunny to rainy.

"Where are you going?" Diao Shuzhen, seeing her face, knew that her thoughts were a thousand miles away, and said with a wry smile, "I don't have that niche habit, I just committed it accidentally. It was a mistake, I offended a friend of mine, and I want to take the blame."

The shopkeeper still had a strange expression on his face.

"Oh, have you heard the story about Lian Po and Lin Xiangru?" Diao Shu really couldn't stand the gossiping eyes of the lady owner, and explained with a blushing face, "I just put on a show to show my sincerity in apologizing. My friend is a modest gentleman." , Give me a step down. Is it really going to smoke me? Impossible."

"If you don't have Vitex, you can just bring the hardest, longest and most painful thing from your store, so that it will appear that my apology is sincere." Diao Shuzhen held his chin, squinted his eyes, and smiled, "Anyway It’s impossible to use it on me.”

However, despite Diao Shuzhen's repeated persuasion, the shopkeeper still didn't give her any hard props, but gave her a flimsy, soft whip like twisted lambskin.

"It's important to have fun, but young people have to pay attention to their health." The owner said earnestly, "If someone abuses you, tell me, my sister will take you in and help you call the police."

In the end, Diao Shuzhen walked out of the sex toy store in a trance, holding the small leather whip that was as long as chopsticks and as thin as a noodle.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when she got home.

Fortunately, Song Yucheng was also quite busy during this time, and he hasn't come back yet.

She still has a little time to prepare.

Although she had made up her mind a long time ago, when things came to an end, her heart was in a state of ups and downs, as if someone was messing with her stomach, and she was extremely anxious.

She was fidgeting and drank several cups of plain water, repeatedly thinking about what to say when she saw Song Yucheng.But at this time, my brain seemed to have run away from home, and there was no reliable suggestion at all.

I can't wait to see Song Yucheng and hug her calf and cry bitterly...

Diao Shuzhen shook his head, fidgeting like an ant on a hot pan.

With a click, the door opened.

Diao Shuzhen froze, looked out the door hesitantly, and saw the dusty Ye Guiren.

Song Yucheng already had a sense of coolness like Zhenyun's pine pines, but the heavy responsibilities that had been placed on her shoulders during this time made her feel a little lighter, and her aura as sharp and fragile as ice was even more prominent.

Diao Shuzhen looked over, his heart skipped a few beats.

She was eager to stand up from the rattan chair, but the stool was designed according to Song Yucheng's height, and her intact foot couldn't reach the ground.She became more anxious and confused, trying to get her crutches to stand up.

He didn't hold it steady, his body tilted, and he was about to fall down.

"Can't even sit still?" Song Yucheng grimaced, grabbed her back by the collar, and carried her back to the stool like a mother cat holding a cub.

Diao Shuzhen sat down obediently, with one leg dangling in the air and the other in a plaster cast, looking pitiful.

Song Yucheng left her alone and walked into the room on his own.

Diao Shuzhen grabbed the corner of her clothes and looked at her pitifully.

Song Yucheng widened the distance between the two, put his hands on his chest, and said without emotion: "What's the matter?"

"I..." Diao Shuzhen, who was eloquent, got stuck, his face was flushed with suffocation, but he couldn't say anything.

"Huh?" Song Yucheng glanced at her up and down.

Only then did she realize that she had just taken a shower and was wearing a powder blue top with a wide neckline.This loose style has a long hem that reaches the upper third of the thigh.

Probably to save trouble, she didn't wear pajama pants, and her two clean legs were so brightly exposed.A small black leather whip lay across her thigh.

Song Yucheng had an unknown fire in her heart, burning her mouth dry, but she didn't know why it started or where it came from.

"What happened last time was my fault." Diao Shuzhen said dryly, "I shouldn't have secretly erased the evidence of a certain child's crime because of my personal preferences, and became an accomplice invisibly. Next time..."

In Song Yucheng's dark eyes, her guilt and guilt could not be hidden, and she said vaguely, "I won't do it again next time."

But if a similar situation happened again next time, what should she do?

Ask yourself, her choice will still not change.

It's just that in the past, she only respected the principles set by her own conscience and did things, and she could violate the rules with peace of mind.

But now, she couldn't face Song Yucheng's innocent eyes, guilt was heavy in her heart, and she couldn't breathe.

"Okay." Song Yucheng softened his breath and said gently, "Everyone has their own emotions. It's just that when you make a choice next time, you can discuss it with me, and we will take care of it together."

Diao Shuzhen let out a long breath, and said briskly, "Are you willing to forgive me?"

"Well, I've forgiven you a long time ago." Song Yucheng nodded, then shook his head amusedly, "Why, you think I'm angry because of this?"

"Ah?" Diao Shuzhen was stunned for a moment, she looked down at the little leather whip on her leg, and said without changing her mind, "Since you are still angry, you should beat me to calm down."

"Why should I hit you?" Song Yucheng raised his eyebrows and said coldly.However, thinking about how the other party cried and begged for her with red eyes, she moved her wrists and felt that this suggestion was quite attractive.

"If you don't do this, I will feel uneasy. I always feel that I owe you." Diao Shuzhen grabbed the corner of Song Yucheng's clothes and said softly, "Help me, I would rather suffer some flesh and blood than my heart. Carrying the burden of guilt."

"You don't need to do this. You don't owe me anything, I'm willing to help you." Song Yucheng felt itchy in his heart, but he was unmoved on the surface.

She threatened Diao Shuzhen and said: "Besides, if I do something, I have to do it until I am satisfied. Even if you cry and beg for mercy, I won't stop."

"Sister, good sister, just help me, or I will feel bad." Diao Shuzhen rebelled, and the more the other party rejected her, the more excited she became.

Her fair face was flushed red, and her peach blossom eyes were moist.The ending is upturned, like a small hook, seductive.

Song Yucheng pursed his lips, his expression was gloomy.

Just when Diao Shuzhen thought that she would refuse righteously, and the apology was over, and the two of them got back together, Song Yucheng's cold voice rang in her ears:

"Since you apologize to me so sincerely, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Song Yucheng looked at Diao Shuzhen with a half-smile, holding her collar in one hand and her belt in the other, and lifted her from the chair to him. Pulled up.

Originally, he just wanted to put on a show, but Diao Shuzhen, who pretended too much, was completely dumbfounded.Song Yucheng didn't realize his situation until he was carried to the sofa and a soft pillow was placed under her lower abdomen.

Wait, Song Yucheng really wants to fight?

It's a pity that things have come to this point, she can only bury her hot face in the pillow, like an ostrich burying her head in the sand, so that people can't see her trembling buttocks.

Fortunately, no matter how skillful Song Yucheng's hand is, the little leather whip that the owner gave her can't use it at all...

Song Yucheng seemed to have read her mind, and chuckled lightly.

She threw the small leather whip on the coffee table far away, unbuttoned her waist, and pulled out the hard leather belt.

She unhurriedly took Diao Shuzhen's underwear down to her knees, revealing her round buttocks.

Both parties are well aware that this is pure punishment, without any color of lust.

Under the principle of not causing irreversible harm to her, Song Yucheng will deal the most ruthless hand.

It is enough to pass through the body to make the unruly soul feel awe-inspiring pain.

Vulnerability and tenacity, humbleness and holiness, suffering and joy, forbearance and liberation, the completely opposite meanings of each other have reached a certain balance here, showing a thrilling beauty.

The sacrifice lying on the sofa was clean and flawless, trying to restrain the shaking caused by shame and fear, and dedicated itself to the gods.

"Snapped."

For the first time, the belt came down with strong wind and bounced on the flesh.

Diao Shuzhen clenched his lower lip, pressed the sharp pain back into his throat, and only let out a muffled groan.She clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

After five strokes, she couldn't restrain herself anymore, kicked her legs and struggled, and almost fell off the sofa.

Song Yucheng held her shoulders, put one leg on the knees of her legs, and kept moving his hands.

After ten raindrops, Diao Shuzhen's tears completely wet the pillow towel.

The pain tore open a tiny wound.

The guilt and fear accumulated in her heart for a long time, the ashes-like depression formed by the condensed grief, all rushed out through this opening.

Diao Shuzhen, who hadn't cried for several years and always smiled at everything, turned into a warm spring in Song Yucheng's arms.

"Okay, okay, it's over." Song Yucheng kissed her teary eyes, avoiding her wounds and hugging her a little tighter.

"It's not broken, I'll rub some medicine on you, and you'll be fine tomorrow." Song Yucheng coaxed her.

"It's so embarrassing." Diao Shuzhen sobbed and covered his eyes.

"It's okay, you are in front of me, happy is happy, sad is sad, there is no need to pretend." Song Yucheng kissed her on the cheek and said seriously, "I really like any kind of tricky book."

Diao Shuzhen cried louder all of a sudden.

Aggrieved children can grit their teeth and walk the lonely and long road alone, wearing a smiling mask without saying a word.But when he was hugged in his arms and comforted softly, he burst into tears.

She knew that in front of this person, she would not be ridiculed for being weak, nor rejected for being sad.

In Song Yucheng's eyes, there was only a clear and flawless liking for her.

After a while, after Diao Shuzhen calmed down a little, Song Yucheng said cautiously, "I want to ask, who is Sister Immortal?"

"Is she good-looking?" Song Yucheng couldn't help asking, "Is she better than me?"

Diao Shu's heart skipped a beat, he was in no mood to cry anymore.

Ah, what should come always will come.

The author says:

How everyone hugs girls:

1. Lao Tao, carried on his shoulders and tucked in his elbows

2. Xiao Song: Lifting the back of the neck

3. Xiao Diao: The princess hugs... ahhhhh, I can't hold her