"I ...... There is no ......" Jiang Zihang, who had just been tortured, looked tired, and his voice was a little whimpering.

I don't know if the lights in the office are too dim, or if the dean deliberately dimmed them.

The light could only shine on the ground, and the dean's face was all in shadow, looking eerie.

"The mouth is quite hard, if you don't let you learn a lesson, you won't know how to be afraid!"

The dean pulled off Jiang Zihang's belt, slapped him twice on the back, and kicked him again.

Jiang Zihang gritted his teeth and just snorted coldly.

"It's still a hard bone, not bad!" The dean turned Jiang Zihang over, half-squatted down and gently patted his face twice, "I like you more and more." ”

The dean got up and threw the belt aside, "Since it wasn't you who did it, it's Xiao Keyu, I'll go and report to Young Marshal Li." ”

"Don't—don't—I did it, it's me." Jiang Zihang was prostrate on the ground, his hands still tied behind him, and he crawled to the dean's feet.

"You're still a lover." The dean squatted down and gently pinched Jiang Zihang's face, "It's a pity that Xiao Keyu doesn't have you in his eyes, people are interested in Li Da and Young Marshal, and Li Shao is in love with Ye Qingyan, am I right?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Zihang lowered his eyes, and the poison in his eyes had long since disappeared.

"It's really polyamorous!" The dean stroked his hair, "You are still honest, as long as you promise me one thing, I can not deal with Xiao Keyu." ”

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zihang raised his eyes to look at the dean, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

"You say you look so much like your mother, how can you not make my heart skip a beat?" The corner of the dean's mouth showed a hint of evil, "Do you understand what I mean?" ”

"I don't know very much, but for Xiao Keyu, I can do anything." Jiang Zihang had a big drop of sweat on the corner of his sideburns.

"Can you do anything? All right! Hehe. ”

The dean grabbed him by the shoulders and flipped him face up.

Jiang Zihang's nervous brows tightened, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't be nervous!" The dean pressed Jiang Zihang's chest, making him lie completely flat on the carpet and relax, the corners of his lips hooked, "you." ”

Then the hand ran down his chest, gently stroking it all the way down.

"Don't, don't!" Jiang Zihang's heart was beating fast and he was panting heavily.

"You just promised and want to go back on it so soon? I won't say yes! The dean ripped off his vault with one hand.

"Nope." Jiang Zihang immediately blushed, he was not an inexperienced person, but he really couldn't stand letting a man see him.

"Don't be nervous."

Jiang Zihang's face turned red, he couldn't imagine what would happen next, and kicked at the dean.

There are no two times to be the leader of the Secret Service Academy, and the dean grabbed Jiang Zihang's ankle, "You are so impatient, then you are welcome." ”

"Ahh

Jiang Zihang shouted heartbreakingly, but the dean's office was very soundproof, and it was inaudible outside.

He grabbed the dean's sleeve and tore it hard.

"It's too deep, I ...... My stomach hurts! It feels like I'm going to die. ”

"Feeling like you're going to die? That's it! ”

The dean suddenly sped up, Jiang Zihang opened his mouth wide, raised his hand and pushed the dean away.

He turned and lay on the ground, sobbing in pain, "I want to die." ”

"Do you want to die, or do you want to keep Xiao Keyu?" The dean's voice was playful.

"I want to protect Xiao Keyu." Jiang Zihang looked loveless, and his face was on the ground.

"Then go ahead."