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Beauty?

There are rumors in the cultivation world that the head of the Tianshu sect is ugly. Some say that he has a hideous scar on his brow bone, and some say that he has a terrible birthmark on his forehead. There are different opinions and versions.The head of Bian has never shown his true colors in the world, and he must wear a mask when he is not alone.

So no one has seen Bian Qingyu's true face so far.

Wei Chuge took a fancy to his "beauty", which is a bit ridiculous, Wei Chuge has never even seen his real face, so why talk about beauty?

When Wei Chuge made the alliance, he mentioned beauty as a reward, but Bian Qingyu only thought that he said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to mean it.

Bian Qingyu was speechless for a while.

Wei Chuge appreciatively admired the expected expression of the person opposite. Although the eyes were not fully visible due to the mask, the corners of the lips and the stiffness of the body were still clearly noticeable, although it was only for a short moment.

After a long while, Bian Qingyu walked towards the bedroom, pushed open the door, and Wei Chuge followed in.

"You can touch other places, except for this brick. You don't have to step on it. There is a mechanism." Wei Chuge looked in the direction that Bian Qingyu pointed. It was the brick closest to the horseshoe of the canopy bed. Bian Qingyu usually stands in that position.

Bian Qingyu took off his cloak and threw it on the ground, and began to untie his belt again. The accessories tied around his waist fell to the ground, making a crisp and audible sound. It was difficult to move an inch, which also gave Bian Qingyu the illusion that he was imprisoned here and could not escape.

Bian Qingyu went to untie the belt of the inner coat again, but at this point, his hands finally shook a little.

Seeing Bian Qingyu's trembling hand, Wei Chuge didn't pierce it, but deliberately asked, "Is the head of Bian afraid?"

Bian Qingyu paused for a moment, then lowered his head to avoid the scrutiny of the person opposite, "What am I afraid of?"

Wei Chuge laughed, and kindly comforted Bian Qingyu and said: "It's just a love affair, and food and sex are also sexual, why don't the head of Bian take this opportunity to enjoy it."

Bian Qingyu retorted, "It's just a deal, everyone gets what they need, why should I waste extra emotions on irrelevant people?"

"Irrelevant?" Wei Chuge narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, but smiled brighter on his face, staring at Bian Qingyu and asked, "Really?"

The other party did not answer, as expected.

The belt of Bianqingyu's inner garment was untied, and half hung on his chest, revealing half of his skin. Bianqingyu's complexion was already fairer than ordinary people's. Saixue's skin dangled in front of Wei Chuge's eyes. Wei Chuge didn't After Bian Qingyu took off the only piece of clothing that covered his upper body, he pressed him under him, the brocade quilt was very soft, half of Bian Qingyu's body was sunk in the cotton.

Wei Chuge let go of Bian Qingyu's wrist, only to find that it was already red.

Why is it so easy to get red?

Wei Chuge lowered his head to untie his clothes, and threw them on the ground one by one. During the process, Wei Chuge glanced at Bian Qingyu, who was stiff and motionless, with an attitude of finishing business affairs.

Wei Chuge asked again: "Is the head of Bian afraid of pain? It seems very nervous."

"...not afraid."

Wei Chuge seemed to be talking hard, secretly slandering him.

Wei Chuge intentionally teased, picked up the crimson belt she had left behind, raised Bian Qingyu's arms above her head, and began to wrap them up slowly with the belt, not daring to wrap it too tightly, it only served to restrain Bian Qingyu's arms The purpose of the movement ended up with a difficult slipknot tied behind the wrist.

After finishing, Wei Chuge admired the masterpiece he left on Bian Qingyu's arm, and asked——

"Are you afraid now?"

Bian Qingyu turned his head and looked aside, "Just do what you want, what are you doing with so much nonsense."

At first glance, the crimson belt looks like red marks on the skin. After watching for a long time, the beast in Wei Chuge's heart is ready to move. The desire to ravage is stronger than the appearance of camouflage, and his eyes begin to become blurred.

……

The white bead curtain was entangled, and Wei Chuge patiently stretched out four fingers to slowly separate from the bottom of the bead curtain. The movements of his hands did not decrease, but the bead curtain trembled more violently, and finally they were still entangled.

"Bian Qingyu, open it a little more." Wei Chuge hugged him from behind and guided him softly.

Under the guidance of Wei Chuge, Bian Qingyu opened the wooden box a little more.

"Do you know what's inside? I once went to the Western Regions, there is a magic box there, and all living beings can't resist the temptation of the magic box." Wei Chuge explained with a smile, "It's desire, greed, and ordinary people. It is the source of bliss for mediocrity."

Wei Chuge put his fingers into the wooden box, Bian Qingyu may be because of unknown, maybe because of fear, Wei Chuge could feel Bian Qingyu's body trembling uncontrollably.

Wei Chuge comforted and kissed Bian Qingyu's sweat-drenched hair.

The crimson ribbons left on both arms restrained Bian Qingyu's movements, and the sweat beads on the blue silk were like the dew left on the lotus leaves in the pond in the morning, trembling and falling into the brocade pattern behind him, the sweat in the pond The two red lotuses trembled in the wind, but they could not escape the fate of being picked by others.