It had been several years since I heard the name again from the mouth of this gynecological holy hand hippopotamus. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As one of the two personal gifts I brought back from the Great Inner of Luodu during my first Northern Expedition, one of the top three flowers of the twelve famous flowers of Luodu in the past, "Zhanran Qinglian" - Yang Ting.

She is a leader from the Women's Academy of Beijing University, and she is my senior sister in the broad sense of the word, and she is also the daughter of Guangluqing in the current dynasty, even if she has the title of a female official in the palace during her enrollment, it is said that her ancestors have something to do with Yang Taizhen, who brought disaster to the country and the people.

If it weren't for the chaos in Luodu, and the broken family was picked up by me, I usually only heard his name but didn't see him, and the characters who generally exist in urban legends.

Occasionally, on the day of the school festival such as the Thousand Autumn Festival or the Long Live Festival,A distant shock.,It's enough for many astonishing students.,Discuss the topic for a while.。

Even my predecessor, the son of a foreign vassal who pretended to be Anton, has a big gap and a gap with it in terms of social class and social level.

And yet, in the midst of that terrible night of slaughter and flames, she, like the other women I met and picked up, begged me to take them with me, and swore that I would give anything for it.

Then, after escaping, she quickly repented, and what happened later.

In other words, the residual influence of my subconscious precursor has always made me consciously or unconsciously avoid this reality; After all, this is a typical woman who will take revenge and almost kill "me".

Let her be relieved with such a painful life, but it doesn't fit my style and practice. Now, I finally have enough mood and confidence to solve this problem and the tail of the hand.

Otherwise, if you put it again, the daylily will be cold, and there will be no fun and meaning.

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In fact, for the other party, most of these years of solitary confinement in this corner,

She has been in a drowsy illness, constantly having nightmares to spend it, all about the terrible things that happened after she fell into the hands of that person, and sometimes she feels sorry for herself and wishes to die like this.

However, in the end, she still did not die, and still got better little by little in her illness, but when she was more conscious, it was a long torment and waiting.

It's like some kind of newspaper of the world, since it was betrayed by someone who was trusted and relied on, and sent back to Luodu as some kind of gift of advancement.

The last bit of affection and luck left in her heart was also completely dead in the heart-wrenching despair, and even when she heard the news of that person's death later, she was already indifferent.

She didn't know the meaning of her existence in the world, and she didn't know where to go, and Naochi was once again given to someone by a strange commodity in the midst of war.

and then being left aside, which is undoubtedly one of the most terrible and helpless punishments for a woman like her; For a woman of her good looks, there are a few more years to waste and squander.

Do you have to wait until she is old and decrepit and has crow's feet on her face, and then she is indiscriminately assigned to a vulgar soldier who smells of sweat, her mind is full of such pessimistic and desperate nonsense.

So much so that I dreamed again of the scene when I fled by boat and night, but in the dark night, the person who struggled in the splash became himself.

When I woke up again, I found that my wrists were tied and my shirt was half-undone. I couldn't help but struggle in a panic.

And the biggest nightmare was sitting calmly on the edge of the bed watching her, rubbing and playing with her exposed, and her trembling chest was flooded with strange and terrifying sensations.

Filled with grief and panic, she was about to beg for mercy or say something, when she saw the other person shake a finger at her.

Then he lifted the kettle and put a soft, damp cloth over her face, and then warm water flowed over her face, bringing with it a long and prolonged suffocation and darkness, and the convulsions of her body that spasmed helplessly.

"It's just a little bit of what it's like to be drowning."

"What we still have is time to take our time."

"Don't worry, I won't leave you with any visible scars."

"After all, I still need to get enough fun and rewards from you."

When she convulsed a few times and died, the courage and thoughts that had been brewing for a long time in her heart had already disappeared, leaving only fear and panic in her heart.

The tears that choked out loudly, the snot and the mouth were all things, and the concocted means without mercy made her last bit of beauty and pitiful demeanor mean nothing, and turned into another ridiculous and terrifying gesture.

The delicate reflection in the big vertical mirror is so embarrassed and distorted, it turns out that it is himself, under the threat of death, the extremely ugly self.

When the real death is so close and close at hand, she is still afraid and retreats, she doesn't want to die, she just wants to live, even if it costs anything, this is also the reason why she has persevered until now after she was sent back to Luodu.

How can a woman who has always been pampered and kept in the garden like a canary, and who has suffered a little in the Luodu Change, understand the hardships and helplessness of ordinary people.

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Looking at the painful and distorted flawless face, it makes people have a cruel pleasure in destroying beautiful things.

"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."

I shouted with a blank face.

"If you can't do it, I don't mind, knock out all your teeth, put on your mouthparts and come back."

"It's just that, if you do, you can only drink porridge and water."

"If you really can't do it, just cut off your limbs and leave a torso for me to give you a meat toy."

"Don't worry, I'll let them save your life."

"Or just throw you into a hard labor camp, and I'm sure you'll regret why your father and mother gave birth to you as a woman."

Then she gave in with tears in her eyes, and I got what I wanted.

I only feel that I am full of exhaustion and negative emotions that have been pent up for a long time, and after squirming in the cavity and tongue, and after the catharsis, I can't say how clear and comfortable.

If it's not enough, then let the tongue bloom to help, but it has become much more proficient as if it was fate.

"Put it on yourself."

"In the future, you will not be allowed to take it off again without my permission."

Then came the stormy time of punishment, as a preliminary beginning to understand the grievances that had dragged on for many years:

She quickly turned into screams and screams, then loud yelling and cursing, then hoarse cries and pleadings, then intermittent wheezing and interspersed cries...

It turned into a feeble sobbing and hissing chirp, and finally even this sound disappeared completely, leaving only the low wail of the body's passive reaction and the chirping of physical contact.

Her whole body turned pink, as if it had just been burned out by the power of water, and the whole person was like a dehydrated and dried fish, straight and upright and large characters spread out on the couch, allowing the red, swollen and white privacy to be exposed to the air, and the lower abdomen was slightly raised, and the wisps trickled out with the convulsions of the body.

It makes people feel that it is both charming and has a kind of evil beauty, so it is like a male in the African savannah lion pack, with strong and fishy body fluids, marked in the territory, declaring his ownership.

When I came out a little tired and a little refreshed, there was a different kind of pleasure and pleasure in abusing and humiliating, especially a beautiful woman who had once cheated you.

During this period of battle, I have invisibly accumulated a lot of pressure and negative emotions of ******, and it is quite good to take this opportunity to vent out together.

"You can do anything."

I couldn't help but laugh at the words, and it seemed that I would soon be able to get my hands on a third different type of material; And this former senior sister, compared to Ah Qiu, who was repeatedly destroyed and polished by heavy tastes, or Ah Qilai, who was trained to be seriously duplicitous, obviously has a certain passive physique and potential.

According to some H-class articles in later generations, this kind of woman who once fell into the dust is actually mostly a sullen type of untrained woman.

And the best threat to them is to use a soldering iron and a needle pen to burn the words "mother animal" or "toilet" and other indelible words on their upper body or buttocks.