Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Li Mingjue couldn't withdraw his hand no matter what, and was clamped tightly by the master.

He didn't even know what the master ate to grow up, and his hand strength was unusually strong.

The five fingers were slender and powerful, and soon there were finger marks on Li Mingjue's tender and thin wrist, forcing his palm to turn in that indescribable place.

Li Mingjue couldn't help grinning his teeth, his palms were scorching hot, and the tingling sensation was pressing on his scalp.

He secretly scolded himself for being a good-looking man, so he must be a monster.This time it was good, the master actually took his hand back.

The surroundings were buzzing, and the man in black on the stage spoke, but Li Mingjue couldn't hear what the other party was saying at all.

He bit his lower lip tightly, trapping the gasping sound between his lips and teeth.

Except for Yulang who was standing behind the table, the other three sat around a table. Li Mingjue could catch a glimpse of Yan Li just by raising his eyes.

Afraid of being noticed by others, Li Mingjue pretended to be serious, but actually curled up his toes, and his palms were so tender that they burned hot after a while.

From the palm to the wrist, it seemed that a layer of skin had been peeled off by life, and a layer of chili powder was sprinkled on it. Under the pain and shame, Li Mingjue found that he was also emotional.

There is black and white in front of my eyes, and my mind is completely caught by the master.

What's even more frightening is that the master seems to be deliberately punishing his subordinates and superiors, deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

The big strong hand grabbed his wrist, pressed it under Li Mingjue's waist, and then pressed firmly.

With just that, Li Mingjue almost flipped the table over.

But the table still trembled.

Yan Li turned to look at him, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you pushing a table? Why, you won't fall for the beauty in the cage, will you?"

What beauty in a cage?

Li Mingjue held back his breath and glanced downstairs.

At some point, an iron cage was brought up, and there was a young man in scarlet sitting kneeling inside.

This young boy was born with indistinguishable male and female features, his skin was as fair as water poured with fat, and because of kneeling, his curves were sharp and his waist was sunken.

Obviously born so soul-stirring, but his eyes are as cold as ice, but at this moment, for some reason, they are stained with a strange flush|redness.

In order not to let Yan Li notice anything, Li Mingjue had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "What nonsense? I just don't want others to abuse a beauty like this."

Yan Li snorted coldly, and continued to look at the stage.

Li Mingjue was almost killed by his master.

He just solved it with his hands for the master, but now the master clamped his wrist tightly and forced him to solve it with his own hands.

How can this work?

At least have to struggle!

I don't know if the master was intentional or not, but he scraped his slender fingertips fiercely, Li Mingjue suddenly trembled all over, and almost couldn't restrain his screams.

His legs were trembling non-stop, his ears were buzzing, and he could vaguely hear the chattering of the audience next to him:

"Look quickly? He actually played around with himself in full view!"

"I'm so shameless, look at playing with myself until my face is flushed, my face is like this, and I'm still biting my lip and not saying a word, fuck! Who are you pretending to be?"

"Look at his mouth, it's so bright red, it must be so cool to bite! Damn it, damn it!"

Li Mingjue's earlobes became redder the more he heard it, and he always had the illusion of being insulted. His eyes were red from holding back, and what annoyed him was that his whole body was numb when he was still in this situation.

Master still refused to let him off easily, digging at him with his fingertips one after another, Li Mingjue's robe became slightly wet.

A layer of hot sweat broke out all over his body, and he tried his best to hold back.

He didn't even realize it himself, he was already very close to the master, both of them were wearing loose cloaks, looking from the outside, they couldn't find any clues at all.

But Li Mingjue was still terribly ashamed, always feeling that everyone was watching how he played with himself until he trembled all over.

"Unexpectedly, in this kind of place, you can also enjoy such a lively and fragrant scene." Yan Li smiled softly from the side, "Look at the beauty in the cage, how can she put her eyes on her face in front of so many people?" Play like that by yourself. It is indeed an excellent furnace."

Li Mingjue had no choice but to respond to Yan Li, while holding back the screams that were about to blurt out.

Struggling to raise his eyes, he saw that beauty blushed, kneeling on the ground, with her knees far apart, just like Li Mingjue at this moment, comforting herself in front of everyone.

Listening to the lewd | voices | tones coming from left and right, Li Mingjue started to feel hot all over, and begged Master to forgive him.

And he didn't dare to open his mouth casually, for fear that if he opened his mouth, he couldn't help screaming.

It wasn't until he saw someone handing something to the beauty in the cage that Li Mingjue suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The waist was grasped by the master, and then he lifted it up involuntarily. When Li Mingjue sat down again, the master's palm was already on the bottom.

Puff.

The two people on and off the stage ate it almost at the same time.

After a while, there was a roar of laughter from all around, and many guests couldn't hold back their restless hearts, grabbed the stove next to them, pulled their hair and pretended to go up.

Stirring wantonly in the mouth of the furnace, enjoying the happiness that the furnace brought them.

Yulang was trembling, not even daring to lift his head.Yan Li looked like someone who had experienced strong winds and waves, so he would not be afraid of this.

He just frowned slightly, and snorted coldly: "The self-control ability is too bad. This kind of performance is just a trick in Yaoxian Tower, but it makes so many people on the stage unable to hold back. If you come to Yaoxian Tower , I'm afraid I'll have to hide all the birds that night."

Li Mingjue couldn't control others, he felt very clearly that Master's four fingers were all together, and he acted recklessly.

So much so that he didn't dare to sit too hard, his buttocks and legs were weakly touching the chair, and his clothes were all neatly dressed.

But if you look up from below, you can see that there is a hole in Li Mingjue's trousers, just enough to accommodate the master's fingers that have all been cut in.

Li Mingjue wanted to die of shame and anger, under the palm of the master, he wished he could shake his hips and hips violently, and shake off the master's hand.

But no matter how he twisted or shook it, the master's hand was embedded in it exactly, and the warm current rolled down the back of his hand, staining Li Mingjue's clothes and the animal skin on the chair.

A faint fishy and salty smell can be vaguely smelled.

Because the rest of the people were also doing that kind of thing, Yan Li naturally couldn't notice what the two of them were doing under his nose for a while.

Looking at the field boredly, the beauty in the cage swallowed with difficulty, with snow-white skin, flushed cheeks, gorgeous clothes, a pitch-black iron cage, and black hair wetly spread on her thin back.

From time to time, make a comment or two.

Every word, every sentence, fell into Li Mingjue's ears very clearly, as if someone was pulling his ears, forcing him to hear every word clearly.

Li Mingjue was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to cry out for pain, but he couldn't. Bubbles were bubbling in his throat, panting like a broken bellows.

He tried his best to restrain himself, not daring to pant too loudly, for fear that others would notice that he was actually sitting on Master's palm.

Master's big hand was almost completely cut into the two white soft flesh.

"Master, I beg you, disciple... I can't hold on any longer."

Li Mingjue was forced to use the technique of sound transmission for thousands of miles to beg for mercy.

"Master, this disciple really realized his mistake. It was because of a moment of confusion that this disciple actually made a mistake and intentionally kneaded... kneading the master's place."

"Wuwuwu, Master, Mingjue really didn't do it on purpose, but as soon as my brain twitched, my hands and feet began to lose control. Really, my whole soul obeys Master, but occasionally my hands and feet don't obey me."

After Jiang Xuanling heard this, instead of feeling pitiful for the little apprentice, he felt a little hateful on the contrary.

Every time I admit my mistakes, and then continue to make mistakes next time, and I become bolder and reckless each time.

Immediately, the hand cut deeper, and Jiang Xuanling also used the technique of sound transmission for thousands of miles: "You started it first."

"It was the disciple who started it first, but...but the disciple is young."

Li Mingjue began to lose face, and because of his young age, he began to sell miserably: "Besides, besides, Mingjue just wants to make Master comfortable and comfortable, and he has no malicious intentions."

Jiang Xuanling: "Don't I make you feel comfortable now?"

"..."

Unable to refute for a while.

Li Mingjue deeply felt that the master was powerful, and he was never a match for the master in terms of hands-on and reasoning.

I can only be like a little lamb, struggling to swallow in the master's palm.

Luckily no one found out what they were doing.

Yan Li suddenly slapped the table irritably and said, "Is it over? I didn't come here just to watch them do that kind of thing!"

Li Mingjue trembled in fright, and almost slipped from the master's palm, he hurriedly raised his hand to press the table, his robe was wet, and the animal skin cushion under him was stained crystal clear.

His legs were trembling, and he had to raise his hips and legs to leave some space for Master, otherwise Master's wrists would have been poked in.

"Master, this disciple really can't take it anymore, Master!"

Jiang Xuanling was unmoved, and after giving the little apprentice a hard lesson, he pulled out his hand and stuffed a handkerchief in without anyone noticing.

With the technique of thousands of miles of sound transmission, he said: "Hold it, go back and check."

Then he took his hand back slowly and squeezed a cleansing technique, and the dirt on the palm disappeared immediately.

Raising his hand to hold the teacup in front of him, that big slender hand like jade was extremely red at the moment, and even the fingernails exuded a layer of crystal clear luster.

Li Mingjue silently sat back on the chair, subconsciously tightened his legs, raised his sleeves to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead, his heart was still beating wildly.

Subconsciously far away from the master.

Jiang Xuanling said: "If you dare to move a little more, just give it a try."

With just this one sentence, Li Mingjue quickly moved back.

He also dared to grope for Master's hand from under the table in aggrieved manner, interlocking his fingers.The palms were sticky with hot sweat.