71 Torture
。 Since then, he has become accustomed to wantonly speaking to her.
"Yes, it has nothing to do with me."
The voice of the person in front of him instantly seemed to be cold as if it were coming out of the ice. Wu Yun Chu Yu, Night Moon Flower Dynasty, a few words fell into Bai Sang's ears, but she had already changed her tone uncontrollably.
Gao Xun raised her eyes, and for the first time she clearly saw the hatred for herself in her cold eyes. Her heart jerked, and she stepped forward and grabbed the man who turned around and was about to go out.
Her hands touched the cold skin, looking at the back of her neck that was still curled and gentle, her long black and soft hair, and her slender waist.
Gao Xun could not deceive herself, and she was happy to see that the person in front of her had not fled today, but was still standing here safely. At this moment, facing this familiar back, she was almost tired of talking to her so coldly every day, tired of her uncertain and uncontrollable demeanor towards her. I can't help but want to embrace this delicate figure again.
She held Bai Sang's shoulders, and found that the person in front of her was facing away from her like this, trembling lightly uncontrollably. Gao Xun slowly turned her body and clearly fell into her completely red eyes.
If you don't care, why should you be so sad? Gao Xun's heart twitched fiercely, and for a moment, she felt that the person in front of her might have feelings for her.
She lowered her face, and the person in front of her was still pursing her lips, her eyes closed and refusing to open them. Rao is like this, but it is difficult to hide the liquid that has spilled from the bottom of his eyes. Her pale face was reflected in the candlelight, and she looked even more weak. Gao Xun's heart couldn't help but soften, and he kissed her gradually moistened eyes.
Covered with that soft skin, the lips were cold. Gao Xun sighed softly in his heart, kissed away the tears that kept gushing out little by little, and finally slowly covered his lips on her lips.
She opened her lips, and her tongue gently swept between the man's teeth, reaching into the depths, tightly hooking with the slightly cool tip of the tongue, and constantly twisting and rubbing. The person in front of him trembled slightly, and still accepted her obediently, Gao Xun involuntarily closed his eyes and encircled her in his arms.
"Shhhh
The two tongues tossed and turned, almost intertwined, but Gao Xun raised his head suddenly, and there was a sudden heart-piercing pain on the tip of his tongue, and when he was negligent, his tongue was ruthlessly bitten by her, and the smell of blood spread from the entire mouth in an instant.
"Lu Baisang, you actually bit me?" When the words fell, the person in his arms retreated, and pushed himself away suddenly, Gao Xun was pushed back a few steps one after another with his mouth half-covered, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the person in front of him was looking at him with cold eyes and hatred.
The tears that had obviously been dried by her own kiss had filled her cheeks again in an instant.
"Gao Xun, are you happy?"
Lu Baisang didn't narrow his eyes anymore to avoid his gaze, but directly met his gaze in front of him, and asked her in a hoarse voice. As soon as she spoke, two strings of tears slipped silently from her eyes:
"Are you happy to torture me like this every day?"
She gritted her teeth hard, but the tip of her tongue still had the warmth of the man. The thought of the person in front of her had held someone else in his arms, and the words she had just confessed, pierced her heart like a sharp weapon, and wrenched the flesh and blood inside. She clenched her chest, but it was difficult to relieve half of the pain, this feeling of being like a knife made her life worse than death.
She raised her face and raised her head slightly, her face was extremely pale, but she hooked the corners of her lips mockingly: "If you find it difficult to resolve your hatred, you will simply torture me to death tonight." ”
Gao Xun had never seen her look so discouraged, and couldn't help but change his tone: "Lu Baisang, what do you mean?" ”
"Smack!"
A handful of teacups on the table were shattered by her and fell to the feet of the two of them.
Bai Sang lowered his eyes, glanced at the pile of broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Gao Xun, kill me." ”
...