Qi spirit

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Han Yuling was good at admitting mistakes, of course, because admitting mistakes was his only countermeasure when there was nowhere to escape.

Han Feng had just returned from exercising in the apartment's fitness center. He never neglected his daily exercise, but it was probably because the food was too good, so his body continued to develop horizontally.

Seeing his godson kneeling obediently in the middle of the hall, Han Feng just ignored him, took off his shirt and threw it into the laundry basket, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Huh?" Han Yuling frowned suspiciously, wondering why this omnipotent gesture of admitting mistakes didn't work?Could it be that Han Feng is tired of watching it?

"Brother Lu, Brother Feng ignores me." Han Yuling slid to Luka who was sunbathing on the deck chair by the balcony. Luka's upper body was straightened, his wheat-colored skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, shining in the sun Glamorous luster.

Luca half opened his eyelids, glanced at the baby who looked like a simple puppy, stretched out his hand to pat the baby's head, and said, "Then I'll come first."

Han Yuling was once again stunned by his godfather's unexpected reaction of ignoring his well-behaved self, but Luca didn't give him too much time to be dazed, and his strong arms grabbed and pulled him down on his lap.

"Ah? Brother Lu! I wasn't ready!" Han Yuling wanted to get up from Luka's lap, but was restrained so that he couldn't move. The sunscreen on Luka's body was greasy and gave off a faint fragrance. If you get beaten here, you will definitely enjoy it if you give it a massage.

Luca pulled up the venetian blinds on the balcony and adjusted the angle of the reclining chair, then took off Han Yuling's trousers boldly, "It looks well prepared." He said, with a tone like a gourmet checking the quality of the ingredients .

"No, it's all right..." Han Yuling grabbed Luca's wrist, raised his head with his lower lip in his mouth, and replaced the words of pleading with watery eyes.

Luca smiled helplessly, but that didn't mean to be soft-hearted, he just lamented that the cuteness of my baby's coquettish appearance is still undiminished, and the godfather felt happy.

"Yuling." Luka lowered his voice, and his tone became serious.

As soon as Han Yuling heard such a call, he would immediately listen seriously. The majesty of this beautiful godfather has gradually caught up with Han Feng. What is even worse than Han Feng is his ups and downs. Han Yuling is now more afraid of Luka Angry, Han Feng is mature and calm after all, he can control his emotions properly when beating and swearing, but Luka is not like that, like not long ago, even if Aunt Qiu was present, he would wave his cane hysterically and curse, Han Yuling was not because of that momentum As for being cowardly, he just feels uncomfortable, and he doesn't want to see his godfather become so angry, it looks very hurtful.

Luka waited until Han Yuling had the attitude of listening to the training, and continued: "I don't want you to get hurt again, I want to possess you for the rest of my life, like before, I will lead you wherever I go, but the way of life I want, Not what you want."

Luka's deeply sad words made Han Yuling deeply understand how selfless the godfather's love for him is.

"If educating you in the same way as treating children can make you never forget the days when we lived together, the days when you only listened to us and only moved within our sight, then it doesn't matter No matter what age you get, I will not give up this... method that can effectively alert you to remember all the things we taught you."

Han Yuling felt his cheeks heat up, and couldn't help saying embarrassingly, "I...have learned all the lessons...but sometimes...something happens that I can't control."

"Hmph." Luka's snort made Han Yuling clamp his ass in fright.

"Sophistry, an additional penalty of fifty."

"Ah?" Han Yuling exclaimed in shock, "Then I just made up for the loss from eating the porridge!"

Luka was silent, and casually pulled out the bamboo strips that fixed the branches from a potted plant next to the recliner. This tool was the first time Han Yuling saw his godfather hold it. Arguing for subtraction and Luca.

After Luka wiped the bamboo strips clean, he split the bamboo strips in two with his bare hands, and threw half back into the potted plant. The other half was only about a foot away. He held the broken part and dangled in the air.

The sound of the bamboo sticks breaking through the air made Han Yuling's scalp tingle. According to his experienced experience, this prop would not lose to the rattan sticks, and Luka folded the bamboo sticks into the length of a hand, even if it was used to beat someone lying on his lap The buttocks are also very smooth and can be swung as hard as you can.

"Brother Lu..." Han Yuling did not give up his dying struggle, "Take it easy..."

Luca was unmoved, blinked evilly, and replied: "It's okay to be lighter, anyway, you haven't been beaten for a long time, and your skin is tender, it must be more painful than the last time you remembered the pain .”

Han Yuling was stunned, and Luka pressed his head slightly with his hands, telling him to relax his neck and not to turn his head, Han Yuling knew that struggling was hopeless, and he could only let his father fish him...

Gently clenched his fists, Han Yuling closed his eyes, anxiously waiting for the pain to come, he heard Luka inhale, opened his eyelids curiously to peek, and saw the reflection of Luka holding a bamboo stick from the shadow on the ground , The fear of seeing the premonition of pain made him tense up, and he closed his eyes tightly again!

Snapped!The bamboo sticks touch the flesh, evenly spanning the rounded area of ​​the two petals.

"Ah!" Han Yuling jumped up, he was sure it hurt more than rattan!Three hundred strokes like this is no joke!It will hurt to death!

The first shock was hard to bear, and Luca thoughtfully allowed Han Yuling to rub the buttock that was slowly turning red and swollen frantically.

"Kneading is useless, and you won't dare to rub it after a while." Lukamer pushed Han Yuling's hand away after counting for a minute. "From now on, you are not allowed to move around, unless you want to impose additional penalties." He reminded.

Han Yuling gritted his teeth and nodded with tears in his eyes, and the reflection of the precursor of pain appeared on the ground again. He grabbed his clothes from the front of his lapel, put it in his mouth and bit it.

The bamboo strips are about the diameter of an adult's index finger, not too thick. Luca swipes very precisely, without overlapping each stroke, but Han Yuling's naturally narrow buttocks can't grow any extra area no matter how much he eats. After a dozen or so strokes, the pain is burning. It covers the entire buttocks, and then they can only overlap again and again.

Han Yuling felt that he probably endured it for a hundred years without shouting, but he couldn't stop his body from twisting. Unfortunately, he could dodge very little in this beating position, which was very convenient for the executioner to aim. Get rid of the power of bamboo sticks.

It hurts too much, as Luka said just now, pampered and pampered for too long, his stamina has deteriorated a lot. The beating of Han Yuling was extremely hard, and he felt that he had never experienced such pain. He didn't know how much it was. He finally let go and cried stop.

"It hurts...it hurts...Brother Lu...don't hit...um..."

Luka stopped, helplessly wiped Han Yuling's tears and nose with a towel, and said, "Half of it hasn't arrived yet."

Han Yuling felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky. He stretched out his hand to touch his buttocks, and stopped immediately after touching it. He raised his head to look at Luka, and said in a sad voice, "Brother Lu...I can't do it anymore, I think...I've reached my limit."

Luca narrowed his eyes, stuffed the corner of the towel into Han Yuling's mouth, and lowered Han Yuling's head again, "The regression is too serious, the skin is not broken yet, what limit is there?"

Han Yuling wailed inwardly, and bit the towel even tighter. Luca didn't spare any strength, and the next punishment was still the strength to make Han Yuling collapse.

Han Feng, who had already taken a bath, was drinking hot tea in the living room. He occasionally turned his head to observe the progress, and lamented that his beautiful partner looked more beautiful in earnest, while wondering what props would be suitable for the baby with three layers of swollen buttocks. Then serve.

Han Yuling was still twisting his body and shaking his hips. He could only bear thirty slaps before screaming, and when he was less than ten slaps, he let go of the towel and begged to stop.Luca stuffed the towel back into his godson's mouth time and time again, and finally gave up because he thought the towel was dirty, and let his godson suffer the complete punishment with howling ghosts and howling.

No more, no less, three hundred bamboo strips, neatly arranged horizontally and then stacked on top of each other, Han Yuling's sexy peach swelled into a proud buttocks, but it has lost its original smoothness and elasticity, and the purple ribs that wrap the entire buttocks The skin is as thick and hard as a callus, but it is extremely sensitive to the slightest touch.

"Dead...I'm going to die...ass...dead..." Han Yuling limply collapsed on Luka's lap and cried into tears.

"Does it hurt?" Luca inserted the bamboo strips back into the potting soil, bent over and lifted up the precious pants.

"Aww!" Han Yuling struggled with the pain because his pants were pulled up reluctantly.

Luca didn't hesitate in his actions. He controlled the punishment properly and didn't tear the baby's flesh. Apart from bruises and swelling, the baby's suffering flesh had only sporadic and slight scratches. Judging by the degree of this certified iron butt, it is true. It's all right.

After putting on the trousers, Luca asked the baby to lie down to breathe, and nodded to Han Feng. Han Feng understood and neatly arranged the paper, ink, brush and inkstone.Seeing that the baby was breathing smoothly, Luca got up holding the baby and walked to the dining table where the writing utensils were arranged.

Looking at this posture, Han Yuling knew that he would be punished for copying. Luca had already named the Diamond Sutra, so he couldn't pretend to forget it.

"Brother Lu...the cushion...and the swimming ring..." There is no need to be shy at a time like this, Han Yuling must strive for the most basic benefits of butt protection.

"Don't even think about it!" Han Feng came over, holding a plastic massage ball in his hand, and placed it on the chair that Han Yuling was going to sit in, "You have reheated the Diamond Sutra a hundred or fifty times, have you been read it?" Have you been influenced? This time, let me learn from the pain and sit on it to copy!"

Han Yuling was dumbfounded. He felt that Han Feng was crazy. He didn't even dare to rub his wound at this moment. Doesn't sitting on the massage ball mean giving him another spanking?The massage ball was just about the size of his normal buttocks, covered with particles the size of capsules and pills, and the texture was very hard. It had the same effect as a massage path made of cobblestones!

Realizing that Luca was about to let him sit on the massage ball, Han Yuling was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and shook his head violently at Luca.

"If you can sit and finish writing a page, I'll ask Han Feng to reduce your penalty by [-] per page," Luka said.

Han Feng laughed and walked away without vetoing Luca's words.

"Really?" Han Yuling grabbed Luca's sleeve tightly.

Luca smiled softly, "Yes."

Such a gentle and handsome man gently put his beloved godson on the seat in a gentle way.

When his butt touched the rounded corner of the massage ball, Han Yuling flinched, but Luca let go. In an instant, Han Yuling's standard tall body weight was pressed on the ball, and the face of touching the ball is naturally...

"Wow!" Han Yuling jumped up and lay down on the table, feeling his ass shouting.

"Write slowly." Luka took the pen into Han Yuling's hand, "If you want to subtract, sit down."

Han Yuling picked up the pen, wiped away his tears, pulled the paper and began to write, his buttocks were not willing to hang down at all.

"Copying the scriptures is a must, and writing well is the right thing to do. You don't have to think about writing well to save yourself a few boards!" Han Feng said in the living room, shaking his legs.

It's so ruthless...Han Yuling gritted his teeth with hatred, and slowly sat down until he felt the pain in his bones. He exhausted all his stamina to hold back, but he jumped up after writing a line. The pain in his butt was like being massaged by the soles of his feet. , full of stamina.

Luka had already left his side, as if it was his turn to take a bath, Han Yuling had nowhere to turn for help, so he could only continue to lie down on the edge of the table and write miserably, and when the pain abated, he tried to sit down, and then jumped up when he couldn't bear it, and it went on and on again. , and finally finished copying more than 5000 words of scriptures, but...not a single piece of paper was filled with success after being tossed with massage balls.

That is simply an impossible task!The godfather just refuses to subtract!

Han Yuling clenched his fists and pounded the table. If he had known earlier, he would not have tried to torture his ass with this ball again and again!

"Yeah." Han Feng walked to the table, picked up the paper with dried ink, looked at it with interest, and nodded frequently: "Boy, it's fine if you don't become a singer or write songs. It's fine to be a calligrapher. The special function is Sitting on an empty chair and writing will definitely create a new world.”

Han Feng's schadenfreude reminded Han Yuling that the soreness of his legs was more uncomfortable than the swelling and pain of his hip injury!

"I...really remembered the lesson..." Han Yuling supported the table, unable to walk or sit down.

Han Feng put down the paper, grabbed Han Yuling with his strong arm, and walked slowly into the bedroom.

Han Yuling just remained paralyzed, he was definitely powerless to change his fate in the hands of his godfather.

Han Feng first put Han Yuling on the bed, carefully took off the fabric of Han Yuling's lower body, and whistled viciously when he saw the big purple butt that still had dents from massage ball particles.

"Han Yuling, known as Iron Butt, is well-known far and wide, and he will never be in vain!" Han Feng said nonsense while applying the prepared ice pack on it.

At this time, there was nothing else he could ask for such as the benefits of buttock analgesia. Han Yuling let Han Feng's unstyled mockery, enjoying the feeling of the pain being paralyzed by the cold.

Luka walked into the room and took Han Yuling's temperature. Han Yuling prayed to God to bless him with a fever, but Luka looked at the thermometer with calm eyes like the surface of calm water.

"A ruler is fine, rattan is not allowed." After finishing speaking, Luka left, closing the door behind him.

Han Yuling heard the sound of turning over things behind him, and he prayed that the ruler had been eaten away by termites.

"Okay, I found it." Han Feng announced loudly that Han Yuling's prayer had failed.

"Lu has already spoken the truth, and you keep saying that you know you are wrong, and you take the initiative to ask for punishment, right? Then I will not drool more than tea. In short, remember, until your old man and I are too old to walk, If you're still being stupid for a day, you won't be able to sit still for at least a week!"

Han Feng put the ruler on the bed, folded it with pillows to form a hill, and then hugged the paralyzed Han Yuling on the pillow, lifting the two trembling lumps of flesh high.

"Brother Feng...I really..." Han Yuling couldn't continue, and began to sob pitifully.

Han Feng rolled up his sleeves and grasped the ruler.

"Not tormenting you, three hundred per side, it's just a trivial matter."

This is also called trivial?Could it be boring?Han Yuling's heart is like a small hut facing landslides, and can only wait for the future to be hit hard.

Han Feng's hands were fast and heavy, and Luca used skillful strength to hit him painfully, but the pain didn't last for a few days. Han Feng was different. Every board fell without detours. , Han Yuling never stopped calling from the first time the board fell.

Fortunately, the ruler was used, and no matter how heavy it was, it was only Han Feng's arm strength plus a few hundred grams of weight. The area was larger than the rattan, which was enough to reduce the power to beat the skin to pieces. However, it was only a reduction, not a complete loss of that ability. After three hundred hits on Han Yuling's right buttock, what he got was a purple-black face with a thin layer of skin peeled off, with fine blood beads faintly revealing, so that it would not be infected to the point of infection, but disinfection is necessary, so that's okay Will be a good experience.

During the intermission, Han Yuling remained motionless, like a fish out of water, only opening his mouth to breathe, and the two asymmetric buttocks floated up and down with the breath.

Han Feng first wiped the broken skin of Han Yuling with a mild disinfectant ointment. When his fingers touched the hot wound, the wounded patient's back twitched. I was paralyzed on this bed for three days.

After rubbing all the parts that should be rubbed with medicine, Han Feng used the slightly warmed ice pack to soothe the left buttock that was about to receive another [-] feet.

"Hmm..." Han Yuling sighed softly, feeling quite comfortable.

Han Feng smiled wryly, this treasure, he will not learn other lessons except beating, but it seems impossible to beat him until he is afraid of being beaten again for a long time.

Alas, no way, it's good to be able to subdue this stinky brat for a short time.

After removing the ice pack and wiping off the water, Han Feng picked up the ruler again. Six hundred is not a small amount, and he felt a little sore in his hands.

"I warn you." Han Feng sat beside Han Yuling, holding Han Yuling's waist with one hand to fix it, and the other hand was ready to swing the racket.

"Your injury, you can take care of it for as long as you need. If you dare to go out without authorization during this period, you four old men will beat you three hundred times each to see if you can't break your iron ass sign!"

"I don't..." Han Yuling didn't seem to be listening carefully, and the answer was also very nonsensical: "I don't sit...massage ball..."

Han Feng snickered, it was really hard to stay awake after Bai Nennen's ass was beaten like this, and he didn't want to worry too much, he put his left hand on Han Yuling's abdomen, and swung his right hand magnificently.

In one noon, Han Yuling was punished with a solid nine hundred blows. His buttocks were numb at the end, but when he moved, he would cry from pain. Naturally, there was nothing else he could do except lie on his stomach.

The daughter will still miss it, which is too important after all.In the evening, when Han Yuling had some strength, Luca called Aunt Qiu for him, and Aunt Qiu asked him to tease his daughter through the microphone. When Little Strawberry heard his father's voice, he responded with an extremely cute giggle, making Han Yuling listen. Forget about the pain.

Lu Shaozong and Xia Mu took the time to visit the baby, seeing that the injury was reasonable, they were not dissatisfied, and even took turns to give Han Yuling a lesson.

"After you go to Aunt Qiu's hometown, you don't have to worry about the company's affairs. Take care of the child and accompany the child to grow up." Lu Shaozong put away his sternness after finishing the training, and pressed Han Yuling's tight thighs with moderate strength with both hands massage.

"We will visit you when we have time. I also miss the feeling of leaving the city." Xia Mu blew the purple potato oatmeal porridge in the spoon to make sure it didn't burn his mouth before feeding it into Han Yuling's mouth.

"Well, I will. Brother Zong, don't tire yourself out. Brother Xia, you have to take good care of Brother Zong." Han Yuling said, in fact, he was a little happy at this time, and if he could get rid of his godfather for a while, he would not be afraid of being punished again.

"I heard that the place is close to the lake, so you can eat fresh fish from the river." Han Feng leaned against the door and ate skewers. They were not bought from outside, but Luka grilled them for him. In order to satisfy Han Feng's appetite, Luka, I specially bought a grill and a range hood with strong performance.

Han Yuling knew that he shouldn't be angry with his godfather, but he was taught such a bad lesson just now, and now that he can no longer wear all the large underwear behind him, he inevitably felt a little resentful, so he didn't respond to his godfather.

"Yes, clams are abundant! Fresh ones, no matter how much you eat them, you won't get tired of them!"

"Hey! Then I have to go! Sister Qiu, I have to trouble you to introduce us to local delicacies!"

This back and forth dialogue shocked Han Yuling in a row. First, he was shocked because Aunt Qiu was at home, and then he was shocked that Han Feng and Luka were likely to go to the countryside with him.

"Oh, it's so swollen..." Aunt Qiu's voice was closer than before, Han Yuling stared blankly, before he had time to react, Aunt Qiu came to the bedside holding the little strawberry.

Aunt Qiu's eyes obviously lingered on Han Yuling's lower body covered with a thin blanket, and she shook her head and sighed in pity.

"It's only natural for dad to beat his son. It's okay to spank the buttocks. There's a lot of meat. Yuling, be good, and you'll be fine in a few days." Aunt Qiu said with a smile, and the baby in her hand giggled too.

Han Yuling snatched the pillow and buried his hot face into the pillow.

Now, the whole family knew that their ass was very interesting... Han Yuling silently swallowed tears of shame.

An unforgettable punishment was accompanied by an even more unforgettable recuperation period. Although it was not the first time that he tried the unbearable pain of sitting and lying, Han Yuling still hoped that the number of times in the future could be as few as possible.

Han Feng said that in the future, more Aunt Qiu would inform them to deal with Han Yuling, a wayward father who often commits crimes, when necessary, which was a windfall.

Of course Han Yuling was noncommittal...

However, this incident still brought additional benefits. A few days later, Camile issued a public statement, domineeringly counterattacking the remarks accusing Han Yuling, saying that she was willing to use her life's work to guarantee Han Yuling's personality. He flew abroad to develop, and soon announced that he had signed a contract with a local brokerage company that has many international superstars.

Although Camile's counterattack didn't bring any concrete help, Han Yuling was still very moved by it. He sent a text message to Camile, telling the girl who was brave enough to fly high that he would never let her lose her career.

One day, the truth will come to light, Han Yuling swore to himself that he would never let his child grow up bearing his own infamy.

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