Until dark, neither of them had eaten a grain of rice.

Ye Mu Ginseng was tossed to the verge of being scattered.

Choked up and begged for mercy, but his throat couldn't make a sound.

That is also to blame Ling Shang, who forced him to call himself "brother" in a variety of tricks.

If you shout too much, you will be dumb.

Ling Shang finally let him go and removed the soaked strip of cloth in front of his eyes.

Before his eyes could see the light, he was kissed by a hot lip.

"Crying like this, my brother is very distressed." Ling Shang murmured softly.

Ye Mu Ginseng was only crying physiologically - he was cuffed and begged all day after being drugged, and if he didn't even vent this little bit, he was probably a real warrior......

And Ling Shang's gentle words, which didn't know the truth and falsehood, taught Ye Mushen to listen to it with a sour nose.

Ling Shang, if he knew how to feel distressed, he would not torture himself so much.

First tear apart your faith, trample on your dignity, and then mockingly humiliate your body......

Ye Mushen asked coldly with a weak breath, "Brother, is it over?" Kill me, or let me go. ”

The salty tears were gently licked away by Ling Shang, and then kissed down his flushed cheeks all the way to his lips.

He let it plunder the air in his mouth in a daze, and did not give the slightest response.

At this moment, his medicinal properties had faded, and although his consciousness was still not clear, his sanity had returned.

Ling Shang was not annoyed, his fingers slid down his cheeks and his shoulders and neck, "It's a lot of sweat, it's uncomfortable, right?" ”

"Let me go." Ye Mushen closed his eyes.

He should have thought of it long ago - there wasn't even a single candle lit in the house.

What if the veiling on the eyes is removed?

His world had been completely plunged into darkness.

Being treated like this by the person he once loved and his own brother......

Ye Mushen felt that his mediocre father, who didn't recognize his six relatives, was more humane than him.

"You're naïve, Sam." Ling Shang's tone was indescribably weird, "I said that I would make your life worse than death, how could I let you go so easily?" ”

Ye Mushen tugged at the corners of his mouth.

It turns out that there is something more desperate than darkness.

He was so tired that he didn't care about the dirt and ambiguity all over his body, and just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Ling Shang was in a good mood, put on a robe and went out.

Mi Xiang slipped out at this time, affectionately wrapped around Ye Mushen's waist, licking the dried up liquid on his body.

He was nauseated again, but his stomach was empty, and he couldn't vomit anything.

The place where Mi Xiang licked was getting more and more wrong.

Ye Mushen suddenly became alert and stiffened in a creep, "Brother, what are you doing...... Go away! ”

Unfortunately, his ethereal voice was nothing more than a gust of wind for Mi Xiang.

Mi Xiang wrapped his waist tighter.

Ye Mushen, who only had one breath left, was strangled like this, and he felt that he was about to lose his breath.

He thought about it hatefully, he thought that Ling Shang had already shown him the lower limit of shamelessness, but he didn't expect Mixiang's nature to be even more stubborn.

Ye Mushen wanted to cry without tears, did he fall to the point of being molested by a snake?

Ling Shang came back at this moment, holding a tray in his hand and a bowl of warm porridge on it.

He lit a few lamps in the corners of the room, and when he saw Mi Xiang acting as a demon on Ye Mu Shen, he watched it with great interest.

Soon after, Mi Xiang licked the traces on Ye Mu Shen's chest and left satisfied.

Ling Shangwan took the porridge to Ye Mushen's side, "Mi Xiang likes you very much." ”

"......" Ye Mushen glanced at him.

There are more people who like him, and there are many demons and monsters who like him, not a single Mixiang.

"I haven't eaten for so long, let's drink some porridge." Ling Shang scooped up a mouthful of porridge.