I have a special skill for dismantling CP

Han Zhen didn't dare to rush into the house directly, and carefully leaned over the door to look in.

The first thing that came into view was a pile of broken porcelain, which was the corpse of the teapot that he made tea for Huo Qubing just now.

The maid was lying on the ground next to her, with her eyes closed, but she couldn't see any scars, her chest was still heaving slightly, she probably just passed out.

Where did Huo Qubing go?Why can't I see him?

Han Zhen leaned into the door again, but suddenly stretched out a strong hand from behind the door, grabbed him by the neck and threw him into the room.

After a whirlwind, Han Zhen fell to the ground hard with his back on his back, trembling all over his body and coughing continuously.

Before he could figure out the situation, there was another flower in front of him, his body was picked up again, and he threw it out like a sack.

His body fell on the table and chair, and the hard corner of the table hit his waist. There was a piercing pain, and Han Zhen couldn't help screaming, tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

Han Zhen rolled to the ground again, and stepped on his chest with one foot, almost crushing his chest with such force that he couldn't breathe.

Han Zhen tried his best to open his eyes to see that the person looking down at him with a face of fury at this moment was Huo Qubing.

"My lord..." Han Zhen said with difficulty, "Let me go..."

Huo Qubing's face was flushed, sweat was all over his forehead, and big drops fell on Han Zhen's face.

"What did you put in the tea?" Huo Qubing's voice was already hoarse, but his determination was a hundred times stronger than ordinary people's, and he tried his best to control the rushing current in his body.

Han Zhen felt that she was about to suffocate to death.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Huo Qubing will know the truth sooner or later, there is no point in concealing it.

Han Zhen said in a rough voice: "Aphrodisiac..."

Even though his mind was no longer clear, Huo Qubing immediately guessed: "Mother asked you to do this?"

Han Zhen nodded vigorously.

Huo Qubing withdrew his feet, stepped back a few steps, and sat down with his back against the wall.

The pressure on his chest suddenly disappeared, and Han Zhen took a quick gulp of breath, and the air rushed into his throat in an instant, causing him to cough violently, with a burning pain in his throat.

When his breathing calmed down a bit, Han Zhen wiped away the tears he coughed up, and looked at Huo Qubing who was not far away, and saw him sitting against the wall, with his hands hugging his knees, his veins were bulging, his whole face was red, and kept turning red. in the neck.

Han Zhen resisted the severe pain in his waist, got up and came to Huo Qubing's side, squatted down, and said, "My lord, I'm sorry, but Ma'am threatened me with my friend's life, I can't do anything about it."

Huo Qubing raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were blood red, like a madman, very terrifying.

"Are you feeling bad?" Han Zhen said anxiously, "I'll ask Madam to let us out."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhen was about to stand up, but Huo Qubing suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Don't go..." Huo Qubing said harshly, "I can bear it... I can..."

Han Zhen turned around, seeing Huo Qubing's hard work, suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

Huo Qubing treated him so well, but now he repays his kindness and put Huo Qubing in such an unbearable situation, it is really despicable.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Han Zhen choked up and said, "What can I do for you? Tell me, and I'll help you."

Huo Qubing struggled to squeeze out a word: "Water..."

"Okay! You wait!"

Han Zhen hurriedly ran to the tea room to pour a pot of herbal tea. When he came back, he saw Huo Qubing picking up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor, and holding them tightly in his hands, dripping blood immediately spilled from between his fingers and flowed all over the floor.

"Master!" Han Zhen exclaimed, put the teapot aside, and rushed to break Huo Qubing's hand.

But Huo Qubing's hands were so strong that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the slightest bit.

"My lord, please, don't do this, don't do this..." Han Zhen cried and said, "You still have to bend your bow and shoot arrows, and go to battle to kill the enemy. You must not hurt yourself. There is no redemption for ten thousand deaths, son..."

Huo Qubing remained unmoved, still clutching the broken porcelain tightly in his hands, hoping to wake up his stunned mind with the pain.

"That's right! Water!" Han Zhen hurriedly turned around and picked up a teapot full of herbal tea, and went to feed Huo Qubing.

Huo Qubing took two sips with his mouth open, grabbed the teapot, poured the tea inside down, pushed Han Zhen away, and went to pick up the broken porcelain on the ground.

Han Zhen rushed over, hugged his body tightly, and said, "Don't! Don't!"

"Go away!" Huo Qubing roared angrily, trying to shake him off, but Han Zhen hugged him tightly and was not thrown away.

"Young master, calm down, you'll be fine in a while, you'll be fine if you get over it..."

While holding him with all her strength, Han Zhen kept comforting him.But his breath was all on Huo Qubing's neck, which was undoubtedly a great stimulus.

Huo Qubing suddenly twisted his body like crazy, trying to get rid of Han Zhen's restraint.

Han Zhen couldn't catch it, and was finally thrown out, hit the wall, and rolled to the ground.

Seeing that Huo Qubing grabbed several more pieces of broken porcelain into his hands, both hands were dripping with blood, Han Zhen felt heartbroken and desperate.

It can't go on like this, otherwise Huo Qubing will be severely injured, and by then, Han Zhen will become the sinner of the entire Han Dynasty.

Since everything started with him, it should end with him.

Han Zhen struggled to come to Huo Qubing's side, and without caring about anything else, directly kissed his hot lips.

Huo Qubing's remaining rationality was roaring: Push him away!Push him away!

However, when her hands wrapped around his waist, she was immediately dominated by a terrifyingly strong desire, and hugged him tightly instead.

Han Zhen's waist was already injured, and he suddenly groaned in pain.

This low-pitched groan completely broke Huo Qubing's rationality, turned over and pressed Han Zhen under him, biting his lips frantically.

The body is still clamoring: not enough!Far from enough!And more!

Huo Qubing's rough, calloused hands obeyed his instinct and tore open Han Zhen's clothes without hesitation.

Han Zhen was terrified, but he didn't resist.

He lay on the ground trembling, eyes closed, Ren Huo Qubing ruthlessly ravaged his body.

When the body was torn apart, Han Zhen hugged Huo Qubing's body tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his back.

At such a juncture, Han Zhen was still in the mood to laugh at himself: This is all right, I really have broken my sleeves.I just don't know how Huo Qubing would react when he woke up and found that he had slept with a man?It should be because of the thunderbolt, right?At that point, how can I behave in a natural way?Distraught?Indifference?Excited?It's all wrong... If Wei Shaoer finds out that her son has slept with me, he will definitely cut me into pieces, right?Don't let her know.Almost forgot, there was a little maid fainting next to them.If she woke up suddenly and saw the picture in front of her, she would definitely faint from fright again, right?But don't wake up, don't wake up...

In his wild thoughts, Han Zhen finally survived the most difficult moment.

When Huo Qubing was panting on him, Han Zhen unexpectedly hugged him in his arms and stroked his back gently, as if what happened just now was not caused by drugs, but a love affair between two people. Huan - good.

The tide of love subsided, and Huo Qubing gradually recovered his clarity.

He straightened up and looked at Han Zhen, who was covered in bruises, with an extremely complicated expression.