Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

Ye Junli's face was gloomy, and his eyes became darker and redder.

"You planned to lurk by my side back then, just to threaten me like this one day?"

He never understood what kind of hatred Yun Qian had towards him that made him so cruel.

Yun Qian struggled to get up from the ground, half-kneeling, her cheeks flushed, her fists clenched, her words became sharp under the influence of anger, but her eyes were shining brightly.

"Otherwise? Do you think I really love you? Are you an idiot for being a demon king? What do I covet you for, the majestic prince of the heavenly clan?"

"If I told you that I was just playing around back then and wanted to see the degenerate God of War who lost the Fire Orb, would you believe me?"

Ye Junli didn't believe it before, but now he has to believe it again.

Yunqian's current attitude speaks for itself, playfulness is the source of everything.

After a moment of silence, Ye Junli smiled instead of anger, and slowly approached Yunqian.

Yunqian reflexively wanted to escape, but her body seemed to be frozen, and she panicked.

The side neck was firmly clasped by sharp five fingers, followed by a sudden kiss.

The tip of his hot tongue launched a slightly rough attack on Yunqian. He resisted Ye Junli's chest but was unable to push it away, sobbing indistinctly.

The silent struggle only resulted in more violent treatment, and after taking a breath, Ye Junli jokingly warned Yun Qian: "Then let you taste what it's like to be taken over by someone you don't love!"

He took off Yun Qian's clothes completely, then tied him with a bone spirit whip, and threw him on the bed. No matter how Yun Qian wailed and begged for mercy, Ye Junli did not stop his next actions.

The atmosphere in the quiet space seemed to have turned into boiling water, tumbling and surging silently.

The brutal invasions again and again made Yunqian give up resistance and let it be ravaged, staring at the air laxly, falling into short-term hypoxia again and again.

Ye Junli's body still bears the scars after being tortured in the prison.

Yunqian cried, only he knew why he was sad...

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"If you tried to humiliate me, congratulations, you succeeded." After the incident, Yunqian looked blankly at the red bed curtain above, and the air could still smell the lewd smell after the affair.

"Go down and put on your clothes!" Ye Junli straightened his clothes slowly, and turned his eyes away from Yun Qian, his eyes were urging impatiently.

Yun Qian slowly got up, the pain in the pubic bone spread from the lower body to the waist, as if all the bones in the whole body were crushed.

He was kneeling and crawling to retrieve the tattered clothes. By now, all his pride had been completely destroyed, and he had no dignity at all.

Just as he was getting dressed, someone knocked on the door outside the house. It was Ran Shen, a physician from the Killing Temple.

"My lord, lunch is ready."

"Bring it in."

Ran Shen pushed the door out, and what caught his eyes was Yun Qian's haggard face, Ran Shen gasped, and his pupils dilated slightly.

What is he?Ranshen's heartbeat was unbelievably fast, and the hands holding the dinner plate were trembling slightly.

He glanced at Yun Qian's blood-stained knees and heart inadvertently, and his heart ached.

But still pretending that Hai Bo was not surprised, he put the prepared meals on the table in an orderly manner, and respectfully reminded: "The Holy King eat while it is hot, it will hurt your stomach when it is cold."

I don't know which sentence touched Ye Junli's brow again, he maliciously dragged Yun Qian away from the side, sat down at the dining table, and leaned close to him, every word, with a hint of hoarseness in his low voice: "Eat it all for me! "

Seeing what Ye Junli did, Ran Shen almost stopped breathing, suppressing the resentment in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

Yun Qian obediently picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and then ate hungrily.

Ran Shen's worried expression eased a little, but there was still a lot of worry between his brows.

"Eat slowly..." As his thoughts wandered, he suddenly blurted out a reminder.

Ye Junli frowned, and the evil spirit in his eyes became stronger.