torture to the end

What the man said was good was a young girl who was not yet an adult.She looks pitiful and cute, with delicate skin, looking at the group of men around her with watery eyes, a bit tickling panic.

For men, the pursuit of women is nothing more than tenderness, the more tender the better.

The little girl was wearing a white cake skirt with very little fabric, which could barely cover her still-developing exquisite figure.This is still a child who can be petted in the palm of the hand, so small, so cute, with dark and bright eyes, looking at the men surrounding him, he only knows fear.The tender lips, like peach petals, were tightly pressed together, turning pale, in fear.

The man standing next to her stretched out his hand to tease her from time to time, just like teasing a lamb that was about to be eaten.

"Yo, good stuff." It's rare for a master like Qiao Yue who knows how to play to praise.

The man who was praised by Qiao Yue seemed to have won some glory, "That is, he was just 13 years old, and his body is as tender as a flower."

13 is still a little bit older.How beastly they are, even such an older child will not be spared.

Qiao Yue turned his head and asked Han Jingyu, "How is it?"

Han Jingyu didn't speak, but looked at him instead.

Qiao Yue was a little amused, "Look at her, look at what I do."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Qiao Yue seemed to realize it, "You don't like this either?"

"I have a girlfriend." When Han Jingyu said this, those who were close all turned their heads to look at him, and Qiao Yue even curled his thin lips with a smile.

"Women, who would think too much?" Qiao Yue pressed Han Jingyu's shoulder, "Besides, it's just for fun."

He acted as if the young girl was a disposable thing.

Han Jingyu ignored him, and Qiao Yue also made fun of him. He curled his lips and said to the man who brought them over, "You saw it too, my brother is dead-hearted."

The man laughed as if he was meeting someone like Han Jingyu for the first time.

"This man you brought is quite interesting."

Qiao Yue's words have always been unclear, "He is in this circle, and he is not playing the same way as us."

"Oh?" The man became interested, and he seemed to be a little tired of this carnal game, "Which game was that?"

"Those sets that will kill you."

The man's expression suddenly changed when he saw Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu stood beside him, not expressing his attitude, pursing his lips, expressionless as usual.

Qiao Yue talked to the man in a rambling manner, until someone in the crowd called the man, not by his name, but by his nickname in the circle.

Joyue ​​is a king, and that man is a duke.There are only a few kings who stand up to the sky, but there are quite a few dukes, but in this kind of battle, only one or two can bear the title of duke.

The most tender lamb, of course, must be tasted by the most powerful person.A dandy of Qiao Yue's level is not something that the evildoers who are still cultivating here can touch.

The man didn't seem very interested, and his expression was somewhat perfunctory.

The young girl's arms were pinched by two people, and her whole body was shaking.

But the man who made her shiver impatiently pulled her hair up and pulled her head up, and then he didn't even take off her clothes, he lifted up her skirt and fucked her.

Han Jingyu stood aside, watching the young girl crying and trembling, and the man who made her feel like she was in hell only made a couple of uninterested movements, and then backed away.

"Okay, let's play." The man pulled a piece of cloth, wiped off the blood, and walked towards Joe.

The young girl who thought she was already in hell just now was submerged by a wall of flesh and airtight.

"How does it taste?" Qiao Yue asked.

The man threw the blood-stained cloth on the ground, "Barely. A woman, isn't it all the same when you insert it?"

Han Jingyu, who was standing beside Qiao Yue, turned his head and walked out in a dispirited manner.

Qiao Yue stopped him as if he had eyes on the back of his head, "Why are you leaving?"

"It's boring." Han Jingyu said this with impatience.

The man who was bored of playing games raised his brows when he heard Han Jingyu's words.

Qiao Yue asked that question right now, "I said, are you really indifferent?"

Qiao Yue spoke in a loud voice, and the group of people he recruited all looked over at once.

Although Han Jingyu was indifferent, he was not one to suffer from boredom, "Why don't you try it yourself?"

Most people must be a little embarrassed when they hear this, but who is Qiao Yue?The evildoer who didn't know how long he had been practicing was choked by Han Jingyu's words, but he changed the subject and said, "Success, let's try."

The man stood between the two of them, looked left at Qiao Yue, then at Han Jingyu, "Hey, let me tell you what's going on here?"

"Why, you dare not let me try?" Seeing that Han Jingyu didn't move, Qiao Yue stabbed him loudly.

Han Jingyu turned his face, showing no expression.

Qiao Yue hooked his fingers and smiled captivatingly.

Han Jingyu is not a monster, but he is a hundred times more difficult than a monster, otherwise he would not be able to get involved with that monster's ancestor - Qiao Yue.

"I really have nothing to dare to do." Han Jingyu's words sounded provocative to people's ears, but that sentence was indeed a rebuttal.

Han Jingyu's hands are good-looking, with small joints, which are especially eye-catching when undressing.

In front of people all over the yard looking over, Han Jingyu began to undress.

The button was tightly buttoned, and even the abstinence-like button was unbuttoned, immediately attracting countless eyes.

The yard is full of naked men, but it is not worth the dryness of a man who is taking off his clothes.

The first one was fastened to the Adam's apple, and when it was undone, the fine white skin was revealed.

The second button is on the chest, and when it is unbuttoned, it reveals a thin collarbone.

Then, in the big V that was opened, the snow-white skin and two red cherry blossoms were looming.

With a whiff of color——

Han Jingyu is a bad person to the core, even his mother is afraid of death, which shows how bad he is.But he fell in love with someone again, and this liking made him dare not even stretch out his sharp claws, and made him put a layer of white pure goodness on the black badness.He was born to be sexy and fascinating.At this time, on this occasion, he walked towards you with cold eyes, but his fingers lifted layer after layer of taboos.Let what is presented catch your eye.

Han Jingyu's lips were no longer pursed tightly, but slightly turned down, that look was very charming.

His eyes are still so dark, like a deep pool, like stagnant water, he can't see you but makes you feel that he is looking at you.

Even Qiao Yue was attracted by him, looking straight at him.

Han Jingyu walked in front of him, his upper body clothes were opened, and the black translucent belt was buckled around his waist, which attracted people to look down.Use your eyes to untie it for him.

Qiao Yue's hand was grabbed, it was Han Jingyu, Qiao Yue didn't break free, and let Han Jingyu squeeze his hand and bring it to his chest.

Han Jingyu's skin is too white, and he doesn't have any muscles. It looks harmless and fragile, but when you touch it, you can feel the flexible muscles wrapped in that white layer, full of explosive power.

Qiao Yue stretched out his other hand to loosen his skirt.

Han Jingyu said calmly, "I'm not interested in men, don't discourage me."

Rao Qiao Yue is a spirit cultivated by a fox for thousands of years, so he was a little panicked when he heard this sentence.

But he still didn't say anything, and put down his hands to watch Han Jingyu's movements.

There were so many pairs of eyes watching, Han Jingyu didn't notice anything, he grabbed Qiao Yue's hand and pressed it on his lower back, narrowing his deep and narrow eyes.

"Is it comfortable?" Qiao Yue scratched his raised spine with his fingertips.

Han Jingyu snorted softly.

"Why do you close your eyes?" Qiao Yue was a little dissatisfied with Han Jingyu's action of closing his eyes.

Han Jingyu raised his head, "I will shrivel when I see a man touching me."

What he said was false.

He closed his eyes, but in front of him was the naked body of a man.That man is Shen Chen.

Han Jingyu desperately searched for the ambiguities he had with Shen Chen in his memory, and then he created his own desire bit by bit.

The eyes of everyone in the yard were attracted, even that man.The fun-loving woman was left out in the cold, watching the two men hugging and kissing in a daze.

kiss.Not counting kisses.

Because Han Jingyu thought of Shen Chen who was sitting at the desk flipping through the book like a quiet spirit, and then he couldn't help but kissed him.He kissed Qiao Yue's shoulder and ankle.

Through a layer of clothes, Qiao Yue was not sure how it felt.Just... not annoying?

So, should you follow your heart?

click-

The sound of a belt unwinding.

The moment the trousers slid down, Han Jingyu grabbed Qiao Yue's hand, and his eyes were frighteningly dark when he opened them.

"Why?" Han Jingyu was laughing.

Qiao Yue also smiled rightly, "Guess."

Han Jingyu shook Qiao Yue's hand away, then raised his head and looked at him.

"Didn't you say the surname is cold? Why, want to try it yourself?"

After the dark trousers fell down, a bag had already bulged in the white cotton underwear.

Of course Qiao Yue knew the meaning of Han Jingyu's words, try?How to try?Let him, Qiao Yue, lie down, how is this possible?

"I don't have such a disgusting hobby." With a few chuckles, Joe stepped back.

Han Jingyu kicked off the trousers hanging around his ankles, and walked in the opposite direction with his clothes open.

Qiao Yue put a hand on his shoulder, and the man walked over from behind him.

Lifting his chin, "Who did you bring?"

Joe looked sideways at him.

"Which one?" He continued to ask.

"What do you want to ask so many questions?" Qiao Yue returned to his monstrous appearance.

The man smiled very lustfully, "I want to do it."

Qiao Yue sneered, squeezed the man's hand on his shoulder and threw it away.

"What's wrong? Difficult to do?" The man felt itchy from being scratched by Han Jingyu just now, just like the first time he touched a woman.

"You should rest your mind." Qiao Yue gave a rare advice.

How can a man who is used to being domineering and domineering on weekdays listen, "Which company do you say it is from? I'll check the background. If you don't believe me, you won't be able to go to bed."

Qiao Yue glanced at him, "I did it for your own good, so you don't die on the bed."

The more Joe refused to speak, the more the man thought, "You don't want to touch men anyway, so tell me."

"Want to know?"

The man nodded again and again, "Think!"

"Come here." Qiao Yue hooked his fingers, and the man leaned over like a pug.

Then Qiao Yue slapped him while laughing. The slap was so hard that the man's whole head was slapped to one side.

Qiao Yue's eyes seemed to be poisoned, showing a murderous sternness, "Before you ask me, you have to see who you are."