Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Han Jin waited for a long time, but he didn't have the patience to waste Ye Tang, so he simply hugged Ye Tang and let him sit on his lap.

"I really don't know who the national teacher is pretending to be for?" Han Jin gritted his teeth.

As he spoke, he tore off Ye Tang's obscene pants.

Ye Tang just pursed his lips lightly, his expression still calm.

Han Jin just couldn't see Ye Tang's calm look, and immediately became angry: "Kneel down, I want to check your body, whether it has been played by other men."

Ye Tang smiled lightly, knelt down on the bed cooperatively, and lowered his eyes slightly.

A foreign object entered behind him, it was Han Jin's finger.

Ye Tang gritted her teeth silently, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Why don't the national teacher admit his mistake to me, and I won't punish you." Han Jin put his other hand around Ye Tang's body, hugging him from behind.

Ye Tang slowly raised his eyes and looked sideways at Han Jin.

Suddenly meeting Ye Tang's misty eyes, Han Jin was slightly taken aback.

"I don't know what's wrong." Ye Tang looked at Han Jin and said calmly.

Anger suddenly surged in Han Jin's heart, and the actions of his subordinates became violent.

"Don't be ignorant, I'm stepping down for you!" Han Jin roared angrily.

Ye Tang's lips trembled slightly, as if he was about to admit his mistake.

Han Jin narrowed his eyes slightly for a moment, and suddenly he didn't want to give Ye Tang this step: "I gave you a chance before, and there will be no second time."

Hearing this, Ye Tang stopped what he was about to say, and after looking at Han Jin for a while, he only smiled.

Han Jin's subordinates forcefully said, "What are you pretending to do, I have plenty of ways to make you cry!"

"Wouldn't that defeat His Majesty's elegance? Naturally, I dare not." Although Ye Tang's voice was unsteady, his mood was still calm.

What Han Jin hates the most is Ye Tang's calm appearance at all times, as if he has no feelings.

That's right, he had forgotten that Ye Tang was born without feelings, otherwise he wouldn't have betrayed him.

Thinking of this, Han Jin's heart became more and more angry, and his subordinates' movements became more and more out of order, wishing to torture Ye Tang immediately and cry under him.

However, no matter how hard he made it, Ye Tang didn't make a sound, it was just that his breathing was out of rhythm.

Han Jin took out his fingers angrily, took off his shoes, socks and outer robe, sat in front of Ye Tang, and looked at his expression.

"Your Majesty?" Ye Tang raised his eyes to look at Han Jin, wondering.

Han Jin pursed his thin lips tightly, staring at Ye Tang's eyes: "Master Guo obviously has feelings too, doesn't he?"

Ye Tang pursed her lips and remained silent.

"This is punishment, not for the national teacher to enjoy. The national teacher should pay attention." Han Jin stretched out his hand to the place in front of Ye Tang, gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Tang laughed suddenly, his breath was not very steady: "Your Majesty is joking again, the normal reaction that everyone will have, how can I control it?"

Hearing this, Han Jin clicked his tongue in displeasure, stretched out his hand and tore open the curtain beside the bed, and tore off a strip of cloth.

Seeing this, Ye Tang's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't speak.

"The national teacher can't control it, so I will help you." Han Jin sneered.

Ye Tang's voice was light: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing Ye Tang's calm look, Han Jin felt even more depressed, and his actions became a little rougher.

Ye Tang didn't struggle at all, and let Han Jin tie the place tightly with cloth strips.

In the last blow, Han Jin was especially forceful, deliberately torturing Ye Tang.