(It's too explicit not to write...) Let's make up for it on your own.)

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Hearing Ye Mujing's name, Ye Mushen suddenly disgusted his situation from the bottom of his heart.

He still can't forgive.

No one will forgive.

"What," Ling Shangqing's voice tingled his eardrums, "Do you hate me so much?" ”

Ye Mushen couldn't see it, so he didn't want to hear it.

"Ah San, I said that I would make your life worse than death, can't you guess what I'm going to do?"

Ye Mushen moved his hands, still firmly handcuffed; His wrists were slightly sore, and his body was sweating with cold and heat.

Ling Shang explored his body inch by inch, igniting his desire at a moment's notice.

In the case of not being able to see anything, the feelings brought by Ling Shang's touch were infinitely magnified.

Ye Mushen screamed silently.

It's going to drive him crazy.

Ling Shang bullied him again, "Shangguan Wanqing is perfect, right?" ”

"I ......" Ye Mushen's voice choked, "I'm just ...... with her"

"I've heard everything you talked about in the Hundred Birds."

“……”

"Don't worry, as long as you marry her, I don't care if you are married or not."

Ye Mushen couldn't tell whether he was lost or more fortunate at the moment.

"With such a perfect person, you will eventually fall in love with her." Ling Shang said again, "Perhaps, you already have feelings for her now. ”

"I don't have it" three words, Ye Mushen himself can't say.

It is of course impossible to say that there is no emotion at all.

"Asan, you say, who doesn't want to be a perfect person?" Ling Shang's voice seemed to float from a very distant cold place, empty and empty, but it was enough to break the listener's heart.

Ye Mushen felt Ling Shang's chest against his chest.

Compared to his own fierce and frenetic heartbeat at this time, this person's heartbeat was lifeless.

Ling Shang then complained, "What you liked before was just that clean-looking Ling Shang. ”

"Don't talk about it......"

"You have been pampered by the eldest princess since you were a child, and you have never touched anything that has been stained with dust...... However," Ling Shang's eyes flushed slightly, "not everyone is as lucky as you. ”

Ye Mushen lost his heart and soul when he heard this, and cried out excitedly, "Ayan, Ayan, you hate me!" Cut me with a thousand knives, divide my body and raise poison, I will not complain. I am worthy of anyone in my life, but you ......"

"You know what," Ling Shang's hand slid to the part he craved the most to soothe, "I've really had my heart set on you. ”

"Hmm......" Ye Mushen snorted, his voice uncontrollably excited, "Me too." ”

His breathing became more and more rapid as Ling Shang's skillful movements grew, and a seductive whisper of panting came out of his throat.

Ling Shang asked again, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Ayan, you are Ayan......" Ye Mushen replied vaguely.

"Wrong."

"Ling Shang, you are Ling Shang......"

"Still wrong."

Ye Mushen sobbed, "Brother...... You're the older brother......"

Ling Shang's hand was caught off guard, and it was drenched in a hot white turbidity.

He twisted his fingers and winked his eyes in disgust.

I wanted to wipe it off with a handkerchief, but in an instant I thought of a more vicious solution.

So, he smeared a shiny piece of viscous liquid on Ye Mushen's chest.

He rubbed it and said, "If a person is not clean, he is not perfect." If it's not perfect, it doesn't deserve respect and any kindness, does it? ”

The demon's judgment bombarded all of Ye Mushen's senses, "Ah Shen, I'm my brother—you're not clean for a long time. ”