The cute sword breaks the sky!

It turned out that while they were talking, the younger brother secretly practiced kung fu to restore his physical strength and repair his wounds.

But when the junior brother heard the words, he only curled his lips slightly, and said with a charming smile:

"Brother, do you think the younger brother will let you go?"

The devilishly handsome appearance in front of him, that half-smile demeanor, those deep and pitch-black pupils, are so similar to those eyes that made him suffer, despair, and terrify him...

This guy……

Not his junior brother...

It's that monster...

It was the monster that tormented him...

Zhuhe was deeply aware of this, his fingers trembled slightly, he was afraid of this guy.

He is leaving here.

He couldn't stay for a moment longer.

He was too scared.

However, this junior just hugged him tightly, so that he couldn't break free at all.

The labor pain from the wrist made Zhuhe despair even more.

he……

Even leaving this embrace...

Can't do it? ...

Did he return to the humiliating time? ...

Do not!

he does not want!

He is getting out of here!

But the more Zhuhe thought about it, the obsession and madness in Wen Moyuan's eyes became more and more intense. He stroked Zhuhe's pale face, and he felt the delicate sensations coming from above. Laughed lowly,

"Brother...

When your younger brother made you pregnant, your demeanor was particularly fascinating.

At that time, the younger brother thought that it was the most beautiful expression of the older brother.

But he didn't expect that at this moment, he could still see the expression that fascinated his junior even more than before. "Speaking, Wen Moyuan caressed the senior brother he had been thinking about for a long time, and looked at the senior brother's eyes that were getting colder and colder.

I saw the senior brother suddenly looking at him coldly, it seemed that the senior brother was not afraid of him at all.

This thought made Wen Moyuan frowned subconsciously, he didn't like this feeling.

He wanted to control his senior brother in the palm of his hand, he wanted his senior brother to be imprisoned in his arms forever, crying and begging for mercy under his body.

He likes such a brother, he loves such a brother.

Thinking of his senior brother trembling and begging for mercy under him, Wen Moyuan couldn't help lowering his eyelashes to cover the tumbling eyes.

Senior brother always fascinates him like this, what should he do?

"You are junior, but so what?" Zhuhe just said coldly with a cold face:

"die."

When he said these words, Zhuhe's face was icy cold, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Senior Brother once gave you life and brought you back to life. At this moment, Senior Brother wants to take back your life, don't you want to resist?"

Wen Moyuan didn't expect his senior brother to say that.

He looked at his brother in shock.

He didn't expect...

Brother actually wanted him to die so much...

Is this what brother really thinks? ...

but……

Junior brother loves senior brother so much...

Why does the senior brother want the junior brother to die so much? ...

Wen Moyuan shook his body slightly, he couldn't accept this fact, he just looked at the senior brother, grabbed his sleeve, and was about to open his mouth to say something, but saw the senior brother suddenly get rid of his hands, and walked back Step back and look at him coldly.

It seems that Senior Brother really doesn't love Junior Brother any more...

I really want my junior brother to die...