Ling Shang's pupils contracted suddenly, and he withdrew his hand and clenched his fist against his chest, holding his breath.

He used all his self-control and finally restrained his sadistic desires.

If Ye Mushen was easily liberated, why did he bother so much to get such a pair of golden chains and make such a pair of medicines?

"Ah Sen, do you hate me?" Ling Shang's voice was still indifferent, as if he was unmoved.

Ye Mushen was blocked in his heart for a long time, and responded seriously and honestly, "I don't hate." But I don't like you either...... I hate you. ”

"Yes." Ling Shang's voice was calm, and he pulled the brocade quilt over the two of them with one hand, "Then go to sleep." ”

As soon as the brocade quilt was covered, the cold sweat that had been constantly rising on Ye Mushen's body was covered into sticky hot sweat.

In his ears was Ling Shang's even breathing, on his waist was Ling Shang's slender hand, and beside him was Ling Shang's slender body.

All this only made him feel more hot and unbearable.

No, he rubbed Ling Shang's crotch with his knee again, "Hey, wake up...... You sleep, what should I do? ”

"Don't move." Ling Shang only gave a lazy soft order.

Ye Mushen really didn't dare to make another time, but his heart was full of bitterness.

When he was still in prison, he had heard of some wonderful methods for torturing prisoners with tight mouths.

Among them, there are probably two kinds of torture that make him shudder to this day – one is waterboarding, and the other is sleep deprivation.

Waterboarding is the practice of covering the prisoner's eyes and hanging them upside down and submerging them in the water.

It is said that no one can withstand the fear of drowning upside down more than 10 times in a state of loss of vision - each time the time of immersion is only a finger (10 seconds).

As for the torture of sleep deprivation, it is very easy to cause a mental breakdown – prisoners who are forced to be unable to close their eyes for a long time often experience hallucinations due to excruciating pain.

And what Ye Mushen suffered at the moment, from a certain point of view, seems to be the superposition of these two capital punishments.

He couldn't see, he couldn't sleep because of the drugs, and his body was more like being annihilated by hot magma, suffering from the horrors of an endless hell.

The disgust of sleeping with Ling Shang and the shame of his own surging lust that he was powerless to resist were mixed and maddening.

The more difficult this torture is, the more the physical strength of Ye Mu Ginseng is depleted, and the stronger the sense of hopelessness and helplessness becomes.

Ling Shang slept peacefully until dawn.

"Have you slept?" He asked casually.

"What do you say?" Ye Mushen roared—but his voice was hoarse and weak due to the loss of energy, "I'm dying......"

"Won't die." Ling Shang said firmly, "It's just a little dehydrated...... I'm not going to let you die so easily. ”

"Heh, give me a good time."

Ling Shang turned a deaf ear and stubbornly repeated the previous night's question, "Ah Shen...... Do you hate me? ”

"I don't feel anything but disgust with you." Ye Mu Ginseng responded coldly.

"It's really hard for me...... What does it take for you to hate me? I hated it so much that I wanted to drink my blood, gnaw at my flesh, and tear my bones apart...... I've done so many bad things, why do you just hate me? ”

"You...... Unreasonable. ”

"By the way, it's been all night, do you want to go to the toilet?" The topic of Ling Shang changed sharply.

"......" Ye Mu was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak, and licked her dry lips with difficulty breathing.

"I must think about it. I'll help you. Ling Shang's voice was extremely gentle.

Ye Mu ginseng was dazed throughout the whole process, and his whole body was flushed.

When it was over, he felt his soul out of his body, staring mockingly and disdainfully at his poor body that had been humiliated.