But when Jack came back from shopping, Jules disappeared.

The carriage was going fast, and Jules glanced out the window: "This is not the way to the city."

The attendant didn't seem to hear it, but kept silent.

"Stop!" Jules pushed the window, but found that the window was locked. The sturdy attendant took out a bottle and sprayed it on Jules, and Jules fell down.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a big iron cage. At a glance, there were several big iron cages, and there were different people in each of them. Most of them were young people, and they all looked pretty, but But the expression is very painful. If you look closely, you can see that they are all receiving different punishments.

"My lord, this is the man." A follower said to an old man.

The old man's hair was gray, and the years seemed to have only given him hardships, so the lines on his face were sharp and mean.But his eyes were very bright, he glanced up and down Jules for a while, and said: "Look at this face is really beautiful, no wonder the Duke also looks at it differently."

"It's just that you have a bad temper, and you dare to attack the Duke, it's really ruthless."

The old man glanced at him again: "No matter how beautiful you are, it's useless to be disobedient."

"Now that the Duke is having a good time, it's time to pamper him, let him take his temper..."

As the attendant said, the old man shook his head: "Whatever your temper is, if it comes to my hands, you have to control my temper."

Jules' limbs were bound and he couldn't struggle, so he had to allow several maids to cut all his clothes with scissors.

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The old man came over to check, and raised his face with his fingers: "Look carefully, this face is indeed beautiful, no wonder the Duke can't hold it back."

Jules opened his eyes and bit his finger with all his might.

In the dungeon, only a scream like a pig was heard: "Ah..."

When the old man was rescued, his finger had already been broken, and the water was flowing.

"Sentence! Sentence!" he screamed.

Jules eyes darkened.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of blue eyes like water.

There seemed to be infinite words in my heart, but I couldn't say a word. Seeing that Raphael was about to speak, he smiled first: "Your Excellency, what a great power!"

"Jule, I..."

Jules closed his eyes and turned away.

Raphael didn't let go, and only whispered: "Put down the medicine, get out."

The medical officers and attendants behind were stunned, and hurriedly put down everything.

Jules gritted his teeth: "Don't be here."

Raphael paused for a while, maintaining the posture of hugging him with his right hand, pulled off the cloak with his left hand, wrapped him tightly, and hugged him.

Jack was already waiting outside, Raphael carried Jules into the carriage, and the medical officer hurriedly put all the medicines into the room and retreated.

Raphael just sat down by the bed, spread his legs, and gently put Jules on his body, making sure that he didn't touch Jules, and then pulled off the cloak.

The pain that Jules had never felt before suddenly hit him like a storm. The pain was so painful that he couldn't help scratching and biting at Raphael: "Asshole! Asshole! Asshole! Asshole... "He didn't know how long he scolded, and he didn't know what words to scold. He just repeated it over and over again. He felt wronged and wanted to cry, but he felt that men shouldn't cry, so he could only scold. He scolded until the corners of his eyes were wet, and he scolded until his face burst into tears. Flow into a river.

Raphael still kissed him softly, kissed his face, kissed his tears, kissed his chin, kissed his neck, kissed his chest, kissed... until he found himself lying comfortably On the bed, medicine has been applied to the upper body, but I don't know when it was applied

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It was only then that Raphael's clothes were messy and covered with Jules' blood. No wonder his face was so pale.

"Jule..." Seeing that he was silent, Raphael reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Jules looked into his eyes, his eyes were deep, as if suffering from all kinds of pain.

"I hate you!" Jules seemed to hear his own voice, and then saw Raphael's eyes.

Why is his eyes so painful? He has so many male and female pets, and so many people care about him, but he was tortured just by slapping him, and Raphael... what is so painful about him? ?

"Jule..." He actually tried to touch his head.

"Don't touch me!" Jules said with the last of his strength, "Get out!"

Perhaps it was an illusion, but he actually felt that Raphael's hands were shaking, and then he stood up in a daze.

This must be an illusion. How could the arrogant Duke Raphael, the competitive Duke Raphael, and the domineering Duke Raphael lose his mind?

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