After taking a bath after a stick of incense, a woman who serves will help with the clothes and hair accessories.

It was still a capable black robe with a splendid dark red totem, tied in a ponytail, and stuck with a gold crown. The hollow carving on the gold crown is very good-looking, and a little dark red pearl in the crown makes people extraordinarily extravagant.

At this moment, the popularity is high, but there is a bit of a trance, but it has long been half a point of despondency.

After being ushered into the inner room, Wu Feng looked at the rejuvenated person and smiled slightly. waved his hand and retreated Huang Yue and Xia He on the side, and beckoned to the person who came, letting them to the table.

I saw that on the somewhat delicate sandalwood table, there were a few delicate dishes and a big bowl of rice.

Wu Feng lifted the rice and handed it to Mo Shuang, and said coldly, "I haven't eaten well for a long time, right?" ”

Inkfrost stayed there. Some looked at Wu Feng in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe it at all, this kind of words would come out of the mouth of that mean man.

He took the dishes and chopsticks sneeringly, his hands trembled a little, and he unconsciously shaved rice into his mouth, but forgot to pick up the vegetables.

Wu Feng's expression was a little soft at the moment, he just sighed, picked up the spare chopsticks on the side, and put all kinds of dishes into the ink frost bowl.

In the hazy night, in the room where the lights are on, a person is eating mechanically, and a person is silently picking vegetables. The atmosphere is harmonious and eerie.

When Ink Cream swallowed the last bite of the meal with red eyes. Wu Feng's eyes also changed from the softness of Shicai to the coldness of his usual days.

"When we're full, let's get down to business. Without the slightest warmth, it spit out from the man's thin lips, breaking the warmth of the previous moment.

Ink Cream is a little lost - this man, again... Those who are moved by the right talent have to sit with the rhythm of the other party at this moment and listen with their eyes down.

No matter how much this throbbing melts him, no matter how much he wants to keep the temperature just now... But he knew that after all, it was just empty expectations. The person in front of him has never been a gentle and understanding person. Thinking of this, he suddenly missed the little palace master and the young jade, those two who were very easy to get along with...

"Distracted?" A cold voice sounded, and Wu Feng's expression showed dissatisfaction.

The man was shocked, and immediately pulled his messy thoughts back, and said softly, "No..."

Wu Feng frowned, looked at the young master, and said lightly: "Since you have decided to find me, then it proves that you are completely prepared?"

"It's... You say, what do you want me to exchange? Talking about business, Ink Frost's expression began to focus, his fingers slightly flexed, clutching the fabric on his knees, a little nervous.

Wu Feng looked at him steadily, as if to confirm how determined this person was, and after a while, he said slowly: "I give you a special right, any transaction, you can interrupt, but after the interruption, there will be no second chance for the things or things you trade." Do you agree?"

"Okay..."Ink Cream was a little cramped by this serious atmosphere.

"Everything is voluntary. No one is persecuting you. You just need to know that everything you do in the future is your own choice. ”

The man sitting upright nodded in agreement.

"You want to change those two guys?" Bladeless' bright eyes twinkled in the night.

"Yes. Ink Frost replied in the affirmative.

"If you're decided, bring this with you. Wu Feng knocked on the small box on the table and said expressionlessly.

Ink Frost glanced at him, and reached out to open it, but when he saw what was inside, his face turned pale—and in the box lay a fine nameplate of mutton fat, with a delicate carving of dragons and phoenixes, and a pair of small golden bells tied to it.

"What do you mean?!" Frost's eyes widened and she stood up.

However, the other party seemed to expect his reaction, and ignored it at all, but opened the lid of the carved incense burner, and there was a thick and short pillar of incense inside: "Give me an answer before this pillar of incense is halfway burned." If you don't think about it, then you can go. ”

......

Ink Frost's brain fell into chaos, and he looked at the handsome person opposite him with a cold look.

So capricious, so vitriol. It was as if the gentle look of the food he had just served him was a scene he had imagined.

Why, did he make such a request, did he actually know what was going on and didn't know what he was going through, and wanted to see his own jokes? Or was he just a good person with Longyang?

If he knew what had happened, then why did he have to uncover the scar that had not healed again and again?!

Time passed minute by minute, Mo Shuang's eyes drifted away, as if he was out of his body, I don't know whether he was scared or angry, his body trembled uncontrollably, his two fists were clenched tightly, and his brain was struggling.

"It seems that your determination is not enough. "Cold words, as if floating from another world" are also, just two people, not worth your grovel, how much grudge? ”

What a grudge?!

Ink Frost's eyes shone with a chill at that moment. As if he was hit by the words that floated slowly, the man's silver teeth were almost crushed, and he looked at the person in front of him, his voice trembled a little: "You are really ......"

Wu Feng looked at Mo Shuang with a smile, as if he extremely admired his expression at the moment.

"Whether I'm or not doesn't have much to do with you. You just need to give me an answer. ”

"That's what you want to embarrass me?!"

"You think too much," Wu Feng looked at the somewhat stiff man in front of him with some playfulness, "Just when I just want you." ”

“......”

"The time is almost up, you want this kind of thing, I won't force you. ”

As if struggling in hell, Frost's expression distorted slightly, but she eventually laughed as if she were laughing at herself.

In any case, he wants those who have violated him to pay the price. He won't let go of any of them, including the one in front of him now! However, he has nothing to do now, so he can only endure it now!

The head seems to have a thousand gold under the point.

At that moment, Wu Feng smiled with satisfaction, and he fell into the abyss.

"You can think about it, I'm going to get real this time. ”

Ink Cream's body couldn't help but tremble, her breath seemed to be frozen by the air around her, and her eyes flickered a few times, but finally tried to calm down.

"Well, put it on. Wu Feng took a sip of slightly cold tea and said lightly.

The delicate neck ring in the box seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it took the man a long time to lift it up a little, but no matter how much he rubbed it, he finally put it on his neck; when a soft "click" sounded in his ears, his eyes were bloodshot, and a kind of resentment and anger almost erupted, but soon, it was buried helplessly.

The jade plaque is more and more moist and shiny between the beautiful collarbones, and the delicate carving and gold-inlaid edges support this nameplate to be extremely expensive - indeed very expensive; it is more expensive than all the metal nameplates of pets, and it is more expensive than all the glass plates of pets, which is the most expensive plaything can afford to wear the mark, and a brand is worth a thousand gold.

Suddenly, a strong force pulled him staggered, and there was a burst of warmth on his mouth, and before he could react, a soft tongue pried open his lips and teeth and stuck in.

He frowned and tilted his head back, but his head was slammed against him.

The surging deep kiss made him unable to breathe and frightened him.

He was stunned for a moment before wanting to bite down. However, as if sensing his intentions, the moment he was about to bite down, the soft, moist tongue withdrew, bringing a piece of crystal.

"If you dare to bite, I will let you cut off the roots!" The warm breath mixed with a slight gasp sounded in the ears of Ink Frost.

"Since you choose to wear it, then from now on, you are a, and you have no choice but to obey! If you can't, you go now. ”

Ink Frost was dull and silent, his eyes were red—he hated it, it reminded him of the unbearable situation in his private training workshop, his body shaking into a sieve, his throat moving silently up and down, choking on something, but his body was motionless like a piece of wood.

Wu Feng saw that the person was deadlocked, and kissed him again.

This time, the man didn't resist anymore, and he didn't cater to it.

The room grew heavy and heaved with the beating of the candles.

The man's clothes had long since been peeled off, and a sinuous dragon hovered over him. The body was toyed with and teased by the other party, and he silently gritted his teeth to bear it.

However, the damn body trained in the private training workshop slowly changed.

It was a feeling he hated, and a bibliose dispute. The purgatory of ice and fire began to eat away at his body, his mind, slowly, causing him to rout, to a shattered pulp.

When that hidden place was touched by a hot and hot hard object.

The person who had been swallowing his breath on the bed finally realized something, and resistantly wanted to struggle to sit up.

"Don't go too far!!"

However, the next moment, he responded with the other party's unapologetic invasion.

The moist breath with a nasal voice exhaled an exclamation, grinding with his ears and temples: "Sure enough, I have a virtue with your mother, and they are all foxes... It's really a stunner in the world..."

Without waiting for the reaction of the people below him, the silver-haired man began to move.

The strength gradually changed from the initial temptation and sway to a fierce sprint.

Ink Frost gritted her teeth and looked at the person who looked at her with a playful look. That person's eyes, where there is any confusion of enjoyment, are clearly sober and cold!

Does this guy want to see his own jokes?!

The bed creaked restlessly in the space where there was only heavy breathing.

The two people above, constantly rolling and changing their movements, their sweaty bodies entangled with each other, their long hair like ink and silver satin reflecting each other, walking in the clouds or hell. However, only the occasional glance at each other is like a golden iron horse on the battlefield, with an unkind surging momentum.

The next day, the light outside poured into the room, and everything became bright again.

When Wu Feng slowly opened his eyes, he felt a murderous aura on his side.

He turned his head slightly, looking at the person who was about to sink into the wall, keeping the maximum distance from himself, but the man's eyes were staring at him motionlessly, with a creepy feeling.

And the intimidation of "Creepy" obviously had no effect on Wu Feng, and he turned his body towards the man with a playful expression on his face: "You were really ...... last night"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party with a disgusted face: "Shut up!

Wu Feng didn't say any more, just stretched out his hand to straighten the man's scattered black hair, but the other party was frightened by this action, as if he saw a demon grabbing towards him, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back, only then did he realize that he had completely stuck to the wall and there was no gap.

Wu Feng looked at the frightened movements of the person in front of him, and after a slight pause in the air, the strength of his fingers began to explode, and he grabbed the nameplate on the person's neck and dragged it directly, like dragging a dog, and bullied him.

Ink Frost clasped her hands around her neck and coughed violently.

"Have you forgotten what I told you that the more you are afraid of being beaten, the more you will be beaten?" a cold voice squeezed out of his thin lips. "Where can you hide?"

Ink Frost looked at the person in front of him silently, his rapid gasping revealed his nervous and trembling emotions, and in his tightly pressed chest, a powerful heartbeat seemed to be about to burst through his chest.

"Isn't Luancheng having a good time? The ill-intentioned voice looked at the people below him with an evil gaze: "Why, it's just one night and I can't stand it? ”

"I said it, I didn't go to Luancheng, I didn't gamble !!," Ink Frost suddenly roared.

"Oh, how could you come back from there without going, how could you be like this without gambling?" Wu Feng sneered, "I remember that you swore to leave and didn't plan to come back, how long did it take for you to come back to me in desperation?" he lifted the man's chin fiercely: "I really can't think of anything else that would make you so embarrassed other than gambling and visiting brothels." ”

"I didn't, you don't want to spew blood!" "Mo Shuang was anxious and aggrieved, "I am, I am been!"

"What is it?" Wu Feng asked coldly as he looked at the person below him.

The man looked at the cold eyes that were close at hand, and he could no longer say half of the words. What is he going to say? To say that he was calculated and then tied up in a private training workshop to be taught? He couldn't say anything about the disgusting scene, he didn't want to say it, he just wanted to be able to cover it up and let it rot and stink as soon as possible!

This man really doesn't know what he's been through? With his ability, it is impossible for anything to escape his eyes, how can he not know everything! Even if he really doesn't know, what is the point of saying it himself? Do you expect him to sympathize with him and give away what he wants? Heh, he is not that kind of person. This man has never had such a thing as sympathy, and all he has is endless ridicule and teasing, and it is impossible for such a naughty man to count on him!

"Why don't you speak?" Wu Feng asked, looking at the abyss-like eyes of the ink frost.

“...... When are you going to give me someone?" the man's eyes were as dull as dead fish's eyes.

Wu Feng smiled: "Do you think your attitude of being a pet can be used as a bargaining chip for your trade?"