Duan Zhishaohua

The moonlight is foggy, and the high-hanging silver plate seems to be covered with a layer of tulle. The beauty that is invisible in the haze adds to the temptation.

Duan Shaohua had already forgotten how he got out of the bath, his trembling legs were just funny, it was a miracle that he could still see people after being washed, but with his current face, if the prince saw it, he would still be able to do it?

All the strength accumulated in the body has been taken out, but this step is like stepping on a sharp knife.After walking a few more steps, you will arrive at Prince Jing's room, and in a few moments, you will be taken to bed by him as a male favourite... Knowing this, you can't stop.

He simply lowered his head, focused on looking at the perfectly stitched brick road under his feet, and counted them one by one with his intuition.

In a trance, it seemed to count thirty bricks, and the footsteps ahead finally stopped.

Stopping indifferently, Duan Shaohua's throat twitched, and when he looked up, only the two bright red lanterns on the eaves remained in his eyes.

The fourth son turned around and took a deep look at Duan Shaohua, before Duan Shaohua understood the meaning of that look, he had already withdrawn and left, knocked on the door, and entered after being informed.

Time seemed to be frozen, Duan Shaohua stood outside the door with his weak legs and waited.Others only saw that his figure was straight, his face was worried, and the soft layer of moonlight was floating, and the more he looked at it, the more transparent it seemed to disappear.

Just look at his silent appearance, under the blurred night moonlight, that figure seems to be outlined with pen and ink, and printed on drawing paper, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

The fourth son has already walked out of the room.Walked up to Duan Shaohua with a respectful attitude, and said loudly: "Young Master Duan, my lord invites you in."

After tossing and cleaning for a long time, now I am waiting for this moment.

Duan Shaohua took a sharp breath to cheer himself up, and walked along with the candlelight with his fingers clasped together.

He glanced back uneasily, only Dong'er was still standing there waiting, and seeing Duan Shaohua looked at her, he couldn't help but smile, with a hint of tranquility and beauty.

It was a bitter heart, in the eyes of others it was an honor to serve the lord, but he insisted on refusing, fearing that others would think that he didn't know what was good or bad, and was pampered.

Just looking at the bright candlelight in the room, Duan Shaohua walked away slowly. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a gust of warm wind blowing towards his face, carrying an impetuous aroma.

Looking closely at the surroundings, it is still as good as that day, and it seems that even the fear of that day is still hidden in the corner.

There is no one in the room, but Duan Shaohua knows it's not that there is no one in front of him.That Prince Jing might be somewhere.

"Prince Jing." Duan Shaohua stood on the spot and shouted, but no one responded.

Looking into the curtain, Duan Shaohua twitched his toes, did he want him to go in.

I have already come here, and I have to go to that bed.

This time he would rather go in by himself, so as not to be dragged and resisted, and end up with injuries all over his body.

Calm down and calm down.He stepped forward and lifted the curtain, looked at the big ebony bed in a thoughtful calm, and suddenly became flustered again.

There was already a thorn in my heart, but it hurt even more when I saw it, and the palm of my hand was loosened, and I already retreated consciously.

There is no room for him to run around, but just as he stepped back, his waist tightened, and someone hugged him firmly from behind.

"Who?" Duan Shaohua was startled suddenly, but quickly stopped talking.Who else could it be!

The voice still rang out, "Why don't you go in, the king will be waiting for you tonight."

These words were said close to Duan Shaohua's ear, and the warm breath was sprayed into the cochlea, disturbing people's uneasiness.

Duan Shaohua's lips trembled, he clearly felt that Pei Jing's hands got into his outer robe, and he was walking around.

Every pore on the whole body stood up, the bones seemed to be frozen in the flesh, and he was as silent as a cicada on that person's touch.

Pei Jing didn't know whether he was satisfied or disgusted, he only heard a sneer in his ear, and then hugged Duan Shaohua's waist with a little force and hugged him up.

At that moment, Duan Shaohua closed his eyes tightly, the feeling of hanging in the air made him very uncomfortable, especially this person was still Pei Jing.

I thought I must go back to the bed, but after a while my body was put down again, and he was only allowed to stand still.

Could it be that the prince is going to show mercy, Duan Shaohua opened his eyes in doubt, and smiled at him.

There is evil in the smile, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he will let him go.

Duan Shaohua made a defensive fist, tried his best to keep the two expressions of fear and displeasure in his belly, and prevented them from appearing on his face.

No matter how good the pretense was, it failed when Pei Jing's hand touched his face.

He couldn't help trembling, and opened his eyes wide to look, but he saw a hemp rope flashed out of Pei Jing's big hand, and he flung the thick and long hemp rope onto the beam with a chic flick.

"You!" Duan Shaohua was extremely puzzled, his tone was a little stagnant, "Is the prince planning to hang me?"

"How come!" After the funny, Pei Jing looked at him with burning eyes, tilted his head and kissed Duan Shaohua's face twice, "I finally got you into the mansion, how could I be willing!"

"However." He suddenly changed his words, "This king is indeed going to hang you."

These words were slightly ominous, but it would not be a good thing if it came from Prince Jing's mouth.

Hearing these words, he still can't run away, but he doesn't know that Pei Jing has already seen his mind clearly and blocked his way with one hand.

"My lord." Duan Shaohua was surprised, but his hands were quickly grasped, and the fierce force hurt him.

Then his hands were caught above his head, and the hemp rope was wound around him, binding him tightly.

The rough and thorny rope shackled the skin, and the small stings gathered into circles, piercing into the flesh one by one.

Pei Jing didn't think this was enough, so he tore off Duan Shaohua's loose belt, revealing a large area of ​​crystal clear chest.

In this way, this is quite satisfied to stare at the masterpiece.

Duan Shaohua's whole weight was hung on those wrists, and his feet were slightly off the ground, so they could only touch the ground with difficulty.There is no place in the whole body to relax, every piece of flesh is tense, and Xin's long and beautiful body is tightly pulled into a straight line, which can be seen from top to bottom.

The sound of the candle burning can be heard quietly, and the candle wick bursts occasionally in the sizzling sound, and the small "crack" sound seems to melt into every nerve.

Unspeakable shame spread all over his body, because of his posture, Duan Shaohua couldn't even struggle, and every slight movement was a piercing pain.

"I didn't expect the prince's hobbies to be so distorted!" Duan Shaohua taunted while hiding the fear in his heart and refused to reveal it.

Pei Jing was not annoyed when he heard this, and looked at him with flickering eyes.Suddenly a hint of greed burst out, and he leaned forward and stared at his face with a smile: "This king sometimes wonders how much hatred you can still show on this face!"

The implication is not to torture him, Duan Shaohua giggled, "It turns out that the lord likes to hate you alone, does this make the lord more aware of his authority?"

Pei Jing didn't answer, and put one hand on Duan Shaohua's chest, rubbing a dogwood on his left chest.

Duan Shaohua only felt that his hands were surprisingly cold, and there was a shiver when he touched them. The coldness on the surface went straight to the bottom of his heart, it was really uncomfortable, and he groaned softly before he knew it.

Pei Jing smiled even more proudly, and walked around behind Duan Shaohua with one hand, touched the valley with two fingers, and then pressed down suddenly.

It still hurts, but this time Duan Shaohua gritted his teeth tightly, letting the shame wash away.

"Sure enough, it's well lubricated." Pei Jing twirled his fingers inside, and smiled softly, "Young Si can teach you how to behave!"

It's good that he didn't mention it, this remark reminded Duan Shaohua of the douching again and again, and felt even more hard in his heart.

Little did he know that in Pei Jing's eyes, his appearance was a sign of showing weakness, and he couldn't help but softened, "He's playing hard, but now you have entered my Prince Jing's mansion, if you don't clean it, it will be broken. Rules. If there is one, there will be two, how will this king manage the group of people under him."

Listening to this explanation, which is not considered an explanation, Duan Shaohua would not feel how special or lucky he was. The only feeling he felt was a burst of bitterness in his mouth, and he silently lowered his head.

It was ignored again, but this time the taste was different. Pei Jing groped for that place again, "I should have waited for the swelling to subside completely before coming here, but I want to pick it up while it's red, so the taste will be even better!"

In those two times, he was very forceful, and he wanted to be very strong.The redness and swelling behind Duan Shaohua did not subside, and he didn't want to have more pain from now on.

Feeling that the finger was getting more and more violent, Duan Shaohua's lips trembled slightly, and his clenched teeth began to become unsteady.

Pei Jing didn't bother with both hands, and kept leaving his own marks on this body with fun.

The firm and delicate body caught his sight, and the translucent white skin seemed to attract his hands, and he couldn't bear to let go.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Duan Shaohua could only let him caress him, lowered his head and half closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling violently.

Pei Jing kept looking at him with a smile, and stroked Duan Shaohua's face with his fingers, "If you are afraid, just call out, and this king will stop."

Heart tightened, Duan Shaohua suddenly raised his head to look at him, "Does the lord think this is interesting?" Struggling because of anger, his tightly bound wrists rubbed against the rough hemp rope, and the skin almost broke immediately.

Pei Jing frowned, and walked behind Duan Shaohua for a moment, beating his heart with a cold voice, "What I say, you have to do!"

While speaking, he already lifted one of his legs, and a hard object pushed in heavily.

There was a stabbing pain between the two thighs, and the weight of both of them was hanging on those wrists, the pain was even worse.

Pei Jing knew that the tighter the rope was, the more pain Duan Shaohua would have, so the corners of his lips curled up in triumph.With great force and force, he kept stabbing at the waist, going deep again and again.

Duan Shaohua trembled from being hit, his wrists were pulled deeply again and again as his body heaved, his skin was torn, a layer was worn to pieces, and the hemp rope was also dyed bright red.

Pei Jing's movements became more and more ferocious, every time he hit the secret place.Gradually, Duan Shaohua also felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, but he didn't know where the pain was more severe in his back and wrist.

The sound of pounding water came into the ears clearly, the abdomen was scorching hot, and there was a dull pain in the back.Duan Shaohua finally couldn't take it anymore and wailed several times.

In a blur, I heard Pei Jing's laughter, "To put it nicely, I will treat you softer."

It is nothing more than asking him to greet each other with flattery, flattery and teasing, and finally to be tactful and gracious under him.A little blow, a little tear, and finally become that veritable male favorite.

The so-called hero does not suffer from immediate losses, Duan Shaohua naturally does not want to suffer anymore.It's just that the so-called pleasant words and pleading words all reached his lips and he couldn't continue.In the end, he just bit his lip and stood firm, not caring about the blood dripping on his lips.