The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

-I don't love you at all.

Qiao Ran's words seemed to have shattered the remaining fantasies in Yiqi Yizhen's heart. This young man who always had a gentle and polite smile put away his gentle words at this moment. smile.

His extremely handsome face was expressionless, but when he suppressed his smile, it turned out to be so terrifying.

After a long time, Yiqi Yizheng said softly: "It doesn't matter, master."

"—Even if you don't love me...I've always, loved you."

——No matter what, even if you are hated, I still love you and bind you.

Qiao Ran looked into Yiqi Yizheng's eyes and felt cold for a while.

He used some of the last spiritual power in his body to shake off the first phase, then turned around and ran towards the other direction of Honmaru.

He remembered... There are books in the study room that there is a place in this pill that hides a secret passage, and the door can be barely opened by the interrogator, so that he can escape freely.

——As long as that place is not blocked, there should be no problem...

Qiao Ran's footsteps paused slightly, and he saw that at the end of the Honmaru courtyard stood the sword that he trusted the most, was also the most loyal to him, and would most abide by the master-slave relationship, cutting Hasebe.

Under the dead tree, the flaxen-haired young man looked at the crown of the tree in a trance. After a long time, he raised his head mechanically and smiled slightly at Qiao Ran: "My lord, you are still here."

"My lord, do you still remember the first time you summoned me... this tree is only half the height of a person."

"At that time, all the Fusangshen were still surrounding this tree, hoping that this tree would become more and more lush in the future, and that the Lord's health would become better and better in the future."

"Everything is going to go well..."

Shined by the moonlight, Hasebe's complexion looked so pale.

He held the knife in his hand and looked at Qiao Ran softly.

Qiao Ran stopped in his tracks, and he also quietly looked at Zhang Gubu, and asked, "Chang Gubu, are you going to commit the crime?"

Qiao Ran's voice seemed so cold in the desolate moonlight, with a chill that pierced the heart.

However, as if Hasebe didn't feel it, he walked towards him step by step.

He gently threw aside the knife that represented his status, and took off his dark blue military jacket, revealing the white lining inside.

There was an extremely sincere look on Hasebe's face: "My lord, how could I offend the next one?"

"I am your most loyal sword."

He threw the hard shoulder armor on the ground, just like what he did when Qiao Ran got up a few days ago, for fear that the sharp shell would hurt his lord's delicate skin...

I'm afraid that when I hug him, the lord will feel some discomfort.

Qiao Ran took a step back.

This small retreat distance made Yaki Hasebe stop in place.

"Press and cut Hasebe, don't come here!"

Qiao Ran closed his eyes, he really felt chilling at this moment.

——I didn't expect that even Kokiri Hasebe...would do such a thing?

He originally thought that what Hotaru said "including cutting Hasebe" was just a joke to break his heart.

—Desperate?Probably not.

Qiao Ran suddenly felt fortunate that he had always been a relatively calm person. In this situation, although he felt powerless and dizzy, he was not so sad and desperate that he could not think. He was still thinking calmly. How to escape, how to escape from the shackles of these people.

Seeing his lord's guarded expression, Hasebe felt his heart was bleeding, but what was very strange was that, on the other hand, he felt a bit of joy in his heart at the same time. satisfaction.

——It was like a self-abuse drug that made him addicted.

He slowly knelt on the ground on one knee, and the thin white lining couldn't cover his constantly rising and falling chest.

"Lord."

As before, Hasebe said with a normal expression: "You step on my shoulders, and I will send you back."

"No." Qiao Ran replied coldly.

Hasebe, still kneeling on one knee, repeated the repetition, while Qiao Ran looked at him expressionlessly.

Suddenly, Yaki Hasebe smiled. Regardless of Qiao Ran's surprised expression, he rushed to his lord, picked him up by the waist, and forcibly placed him on his shoulders!

"Crush Hasebe, put me down!"

Hasebe patted Qiao Ran's buttocks with those big hands, as if scolding a disobedient child, causing Qiao Ran to bite his lower lip in shame. His parents never treated him like this when he was a child. he……

"My lord." The flaxen-haired youth said gently.

"no don't,

no can't,

from now on,

You must obey your servants. "

…………

Hasebe used his spiritual power to bind Qiao Ran's hands. Qiao Ran wanted to struggle, but he couldn't break free.

As the master of the sword Fusangshen, Qiao Ran's spiritual power can be said to be much stronger than that of Yaki Hasebe. However, because Qiao Ran is usually weak, he is supported by these Fusangshen with their vitality, so , the spiritual power of pressing and cutting Hasebe has a certain degree of control over Qiao Ran's body.

It can prevent Qiao Ran's body from being controlled by the brain, and take the lead in making a tame posture.

Pressing and cutting Zhang Gubu firmly hugged Qiao Ran by the waist, walked across the courtyard, and walked towards the bedroom.

As he crossed the courtyard, he gave a small nod to Yiqi, who was still standing there smiling.

In the first phase, he calmly watched Qiao Ran being captured by Hasebe, as if he had expected this result a long time ago.

He slowly put his right hand on his left chest, bowed deeply to them, and kept his etiquette with a smile.

"Master, please go to bed early."

Qiao Ran couldn't move, and even her mouth was sealed by the spiritual power that cut Hasebe, so she could only stare at Yiqi Yizhen.

Yaki Hasebe carried Qiao Ran into the dormitory, and saw the green-eyed young boy lying on the bed with a look of waiting.

"You are back."

"Sure enough, the master will come back obediently."

Completely ignoring Qiao Ran's reluctance, Hotaru said with a smile.

Yingwan was lying on the bed, seeing Qiao Ran who had been cut by Hasebe caressing his chest with his hand, his face turned reddish, obviously agitated.His originally cold and narrow eyes were stained with water vapor.

Hotaru moved closer to Qiao Ran, and gently licked his master's eyelids.

"It's so cute."

Hotaru sighed contentedly, "Master's angry look is really cute."

The flaxen-haired young man glanced at Hotaru with a somewhat cold expression, stretched out a generous hand, and gently pushed the green-eyed young man away: "Tonight is a day for me to be alone with my lord, you have promised."

Hotaru turned his head to look at them, after a while, his expression was difficult to distinguish, and finally crossed his fingers, hugged his curly silver hair, turned around, and walked out of the dormitory.

"I can't help it. As a deal... it has to be like this."

Hotaru said to himself...

Say the word "deal" very loudly.

After the door was closed, Hasebu carefully placed Qiao Ran on the bed, and finally released some of the spiritual power that bound Qiao Ran. At least, Qiao Ran could speak now.

"My lord." Hasebe blinked lightly, and he stroked the extremely delicate chin of the silver-white-haired boy with his somewhat rough hands, and even some places were rubbed red.

Qiao Ran wanted to slap Yaki Hasebe's hand away, but found that he was still a little weak and couldn't exert his strength. He looked at Yaki Hasebe, but found that the young man still showed an innocent and loyal expression.

"Okay, Hasebu...you want me to rest and sleep, so I'll rest here." Qiao Ran said coldly, "Then can you go out now?"

In the past, unless it was a special day, such as when Qiao Ran fell ill, the fusang gods would lie on Qiao Ran's bed all day, feeding their little master with vitality, and then Watching the little master's physical condition from the side, not allowing him to make even the slightest mistake.

On weekdays, however, they were never allowed to sit on the couch, at most they would squat in front of the couch one hour before the little master woke up, helping the master change his clothes.

"My lord, you can't."

The complexion of Hasebe, who was pressed and cut, remained unchanged.

After being silent for a while, he smiled slightly and said, "My lord, we discussed it before."

He made a move he had never done before.

He suddenly lifted Qiao Ran's face, and kissed Qiao Ran deeply.

Hasebe had never kissed Qiao Ran like this before. As the most loyal sword, he only dared to carefully kiss the fingertips of the silver-haired boy like rose petals. That was already his limit. , but now such an aggressive move completely fits the depths of his heart, clamoring to monopolize the master's mind.

——This is the devil's... bewitchment.

The tip of Hasebe's tongue, which was pressed and cut, continued to penetrate into the lord's mouth. The slightly moist and wriggling tongue wall made him unable to help deepening the kiss.

"Uh-uh-"

Qiao Ran wanted to struggle, but found that although the force that cut Hasebe was gentle, it was full of undeniable meaning.

After waiting for a long time, the flaxen-haired young man let Qiao Ran go, and Qiao Ran fell between the beds, the holy silver-white hair was scattered, and the face that was originally as cold as a bright moon was full of absent-mindedness. The color, the face is even more flushed... people can't help but think about it.

Yaki Hasebe looked down at Qiao Ran, and he patted Qiao Ran's back lightly to help Qiao Ran calm down.

He said softly: "It's just a kiss...My lord can't take it anymore, so what should I do about the rest."

"Your Majesty, you must slowly, slowly get used to all of this."

"You... what do you mean?" Qiao Ran closed her eyes a little, trying to calm herself down.

"I mean..." Hasebe Kakiri leaned down again, leaned closer to the silver-haired boy, and kissed his ear.

"During the last meeting before... oh, no wonder my lord didn't know."

"At that time, the lord was abducted by that little god who didn't know where he came from, so I don't know. We had a meeting during this period, and we discussed—"

The young man with flaxen hair smiled in a low voice with a drawn out voice.

He hugged Qiao Ran with both hands, and let the boy bury him on his chest, making the distance between them even closer.

"——we're discussing... we're going to start sleeping."

"So, my lord." He said slowly in that somewhat hoarse voice, "Please adapt to us...to adapt to our closer approach."

"Only in this way, the lord will be able to recognize us more in his heart, admit that we are the only one."

"No more contracts...

very messy,

inferior species. "

The author has something to say:

There is no plot below the neck... In the full text, Shimizu only has above the neck, um, focus.

Pressed and cut Hasebe: What is the meaning of a loyal dog, it is better to be blackened, and you can still drink soup.