torture to the end

Han Jingyu was still immersed in the softness of Shen Chen's tongue, Shen Chen's warm hand had already touched Han Jingyu's exposed back, and then he deepened the kiss.

This may not be a kiss in the true sense, but a game of lips and tongues full of blood. Han Jingyu's teeth bit Shen Chen's lips, and then the blood was poured into his mouth.

Shen Chen looked straight at him with a smile in his eyes, and that smile made people shudder.

- If you don't love me, I'll die

- I love you and you will die too

There is probably no second pair of people who are so well-matched in this world, a lunatic and a pervert, they got together.

Shen Chen and Han Jingyu rolled onto the bed, and both of them desperately demanded from each other. The torn clothes were kicked under the bed. Han Jingyu probably didn't know before tonight that there was such a thing in Shen Chen's seemingly weak body. With great force, he grabbed his arm, clasped his waist, and suppressed all his movements.

The bandages on his body were all torn off, and most of the wounds were scabbed. Perhaps it was because of Han Jingyu's weakness, but at this moment, he was suppressed by Shen Chen, and he no longer had the strength to break free.How could he break free?

Shen Chen's eyebrows, which were well-proportioned at every inch, stretched out, but there was never an aggressive look between them, which was a look that Shen Chen never had in the daytime.

Shen Chen's lips were astonishingly hot, completely opposite to the appearance lying under Han Jingyu before, it was an aggressor's aura.

Han Jingyu's wrist was pulled up, Shen Chen looked at Han Jingyu from top to bottom, with that deep gaze under the drooping eyelashes.

"You love me, don't you?" Shen Chen's lips were stained with his own blood, which was as red as cinnabar.

Han Jingyu stared at him blankly, then smiled in a trance, "Yeah."

"You locked yourself up because you were afraid that I would get angry?" Shen Chen asked.

Han Jingyu still said, "Yes."

"I will lock you up, lock you up, hurt you, make you bleed, and make you cry..." Shen Chen pressed his chin against Han Jingyu's forehead, with a smile in his voice, "Now you know how to be afraid?"

Han Jingyu raised his head and kissed the corner of Shen Chen's mouth. His lips and teeth were filled with the bloody smell from Shen Chen's mouth, which made Shen Chen's gaze even more unpredictable.

Shen Chen bit and bit Han Jingyu's lip, then grabbed Han Jingyu's hair with his hands, and kissed Han Jingyu's neck with his bloody lips. The tooth marks on Han Jingyu's neck had scabbed over. Shen Chen licked it with the wet tip of his tongue, and then switched to the other side and bit down.Saliva on the wound is very painful, Han Jingyu stretched his arms, feeling the sharp tingling.

Even the pain is sweet, what a madman he is.

Shen Chen's hand passed through the bandage behind Han Jingyu's back to touch the scabbed wound under the bandage. His nails were well manicured, so he could easily break open the wound and bring more sharp pain.

Han Jingyu's weak posture is probably the most endearing appearance, not to mention that when he still looks at you with such dependent eyes, you are his world, so you can hurt him wantonly, deprive him of everything, let him Life let him die... There is no better feeling than this.

The repressed nature in Shen Chen's bones is ready to move, in fact, he is also tired of that good-natured face, he was not that kind of person in the first place, Han Jingyu let him be his original appearance.

Every mouthful of Shen Chen's licking was accompanied by gnawing, as if he wanted to tear off the flesh of this body and swallow it into his belly. On Han Jingyu's legs were still the wounds he bitten that day, one on top of the other, Shocking, but in his eyes, it is also amazingly beautiful.

Normal people will probably never be able to guess what kind of psychological activities and aesthetic concepts a person with abusive tendencies has. Some people like the smile of their lover, some like the whisper of their lover, and some people like the whole body of a lover who is in pain. Trembling, curling up and moaning together, this is also a favorite way, but few people can bear it.

What kind of person Shen Chen is, probably even Han Jingyu doesn't know, and only Han Jingyu knows whether Han Jingyu loves the illusion he played or the bloodthirsty him.

Trembling is an instinctive movement of the body when it is in pain. Shen Chen's movements are designed to create these pains, but what is different from Shen Chen's movements is his expression, he even showed affection that he never showed usually.

Perhaps his love was much earlier than Han Jingyu's, and it had nothing to do with pity or anything else.

Han Jingyu's whole body was tense, and fresh blood flowed from the scab that Shen Chen forcibly uncovered. Shen Chen's five fingers were stuck in Han Jingyu's wound, as if the flesh he touched was Han Jingyu's inside.

"Call out when it hurts." Shen Chen was still smiling, his smile was very inappropriate, when all five fingers were stuck in the opponent's wound, "I like to hear it."

He likes to hear the person he likes cry out in pain, just like listening to his lover's laughter, it's just a kind of psychological satisfaction.

There are so many eccentricities in the world, so what is a quirk fed by blood?

When Han Jingyu heard Shen Chen's words, he really moaned intermittently. The wound was opened, and the pain was much worse than when he was injured. Physiological tears welled up in Han Jingyu's eyes.There was a layer of mist, but Shen Chen was satisfied and comfortable like never before.

Loving someone and making him hurt is also a way of love.

When that person loves you the same, even the saddest wound can be sweet.

Shen Chen's lips and tongue fell on Han Jingyu's chest. Han Jingyu's body was thin, without exaggerated muscles, and even very slender. The wound on it had already scabbed, and after peeling off, there were red polyps and bright red blood beads. The pearl slid down his chest, and then was drawn into the mouth by the tip of Shen Chen's tongue.

Shen Chen pressed against his ear, "I'm going to bite you."

Han Jingyu couldn't help laughing at this moment, he said, "Okay, you bite."

As soon as Han Jingyu's words fell, Shen Chen bit his nipples. It didn't hurt to bite his teeth, but when the skin was broken and the saliva was soaked, the pain made the scalp numb. Han Jingyu's neck was raised. Standing up, let the whole body arch, as if to send more flesh and blood into the lips and tongue of that bloodthirsty lover.

Han Jingyu also really likes Shen Chen, he likes so much that he can't see the sincerity of others, but is willing to lower his figure, enduring the pain that should have been unbearable, lying under Shen Chen, looking at his cheeks, his gaze.

Shen Chen also really liked Han Jingyu, so much that he was afraid of hurting him, and he didn't even want to have a chance.

Such two people, in the eyes of others, are probably neurotics, perverts, and lunatics, but they both love each other so much that they expose their bloody flesh and blood, and expose their bloody sincerity, allowing each other to eat and drink. trample.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Chen's lips and tongue were covered with Han Jingyu's blood, and Han Jingyu was trembling under him, so he asked Han Jingyu this sentence with blood in his mouth.

Han Jingyu said, "It hurts."

When Shen Chen heard this, he suddenly laughed.His fingers slid down Han Jingyu's back, and then he turned around and grabbed Han Jingyu's ankle with his palm. Han Jingyu is now lying naked under him. Han Jingyu loves him, but he is not willing to love him Hurt, so even if they lie together sincerely for countless times, they still haven't made it to the last step. Shen Chen's love is probably plunder, and his love will make the other party die in pain. Now Han Jingyu regresses because of love, so he can be so unscrupulous created the wounds of his love on this body.

Shen Chen didn't need to press Han Jingyu's wrist at all, Han Jingyu exposed himself completely submissively, allowing him to hurt him.

Shen Chen embraced Han Jingyu's waist with both hands, and turned him around. Han Jingyu's face was buried in the pillow. He had been lying on the bed for so long that his limbs didn't have much strength now, so it was very easy for Shen Chen to Just flipped over.

Shen Chen kissed his back, with a mellow smile in his bloody mouth, "Stand up."

Han Jingyu wanted to stand up in this posture. The first movement was to kneel on one knee, and then he supported the bed with both hands. Shen Chen pressed on his back. When he was only one step away from standing up, he pressed down with one hand. his back.

Han Jingyu could only maintain a movement of all fours on the ground.

It was a very shameful action, but the two of them were facing each other with sincerity, so even that shame could not exist.

Han Jingyu lowered his head, buried his head in the crook of his arms, and the pillow was moistened by the tears overflowing from his brows and eyes that were resting on the pillow.

Shen Chen's body temperature is much higher than his, sticking to his back is like a red-hot iron, trying to scald him to death.

Han Jingyu was still panting loudly and softly, his forehead hair was stained with sweat, sticking to the side of his face, he could only vaguely see his eyes full of tears, those tears were so beautiful, tempting people to treat them like pearls The teardrops are forced out.

The iron chains on Han Jingyu's legs were pressed down by Shen Chen, so that Han Jingyu's posture seemed to be fixed. Han Jingyu's back was covered with criss-cross scratches from five fingers, which were all freshly gouged out. He licked the wounds he had created with his lips and tongue, and then added new wounds with his teeth.

Han Jingyu trembled under his movements.

He is no longer the gloomy, indifferent Han Jingyu who makes people tremble when they look at him. He is as docile as a lamb, lying on the chopping board, letting the butcher's knife stroke his flesh and blood.

Shen Chen's hands are soft, and there are no calluses between his five fingers. It's hard to imagine that such a hand came from a man, but the bruises on that body were all created by this hand.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Chen asked again.

Han Jingyu looked back with tears in his eyes, resting his head on the pillow, even his eyes were affectionate, "It hurts."

"Call it out, I like to hear it." Shen Chen didn't do it to humiliate others, but because he really liked to hear it.

Han Jingyu seemed to have turned into that weak child again, unable to even resist being bullied, his breathing was mixed with crying, and then the crying became louder and louder, tears rolled down his cheeks in strings, and he fainted on the pillow middle.

Shen Chen's fingers slowly penetrated into him, because of the sensitivity of that place, it was as if he could feel the thickness of the knuckles from the heat.

Even though he was doing such an obscene gesture, Shen Chen still pressed against his ear and kissed Han Jingyu's hair on the sideburns, as carefully as he treated a treasure.

"Cry out when it hurts so much, huh?" Shen Chen's eyebrows and eyes looked sinister and cruel in the shadows.

Han Jingyu leaned on his arm, his eyes were tightly closed, and the tears he squeezed out were licked away by Shen Chen's bloody tongue, and he didn't know whether he was panting or responding to Shen Chen's 'um'.

Then came the second finger, with such a gentle and patient appearance, it should belong to a very good lover.

However, Han Jingyu was ashamed by that dawdling action. Shen Chen originally wanted to see his appearance, and after seeing it, he snooped contentedly, "You really are the prettiest when you cry."

Han Jingyu couldn't speak, he closed his eyes tightly, trembling.

The moment Shen Chen entered, Han Jingyu's panting sound rose sharply, and then turned into a cry of pain. His cry was too sharp, like a sharp knife breaking through the chaos.

It was excruciatingly painful, Han Jingyu could hardly kneel down, his legs were trembling, it was so pitiful that he was dying.

Shen Chen hugged his waist tightly, and the sound of panting reached Han Jingyu's ears, echoing his crying.

"It hurts—it hurts—" Buried in his arms, Han Jingyu's shoulder blades were shaking, and his whole body was like a dying butterfly, about to be pierced by iron nails to make a specimen for display.

Her legs were trembling violently, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. Such a scene that was almost abusive, unexpectedly had a bloody beauty that was seductive and depraved.

Only blood can create beauty, and only death can witness love.

Han Jingyu's arms stretched out, pressing against the wall in front of him, his head could no longer be lifted up, his head was shaking in the collision, and the falling tears and blood mixed together.

However, he still thinks it is sweet.

Crying and panting slowly intertwined again, casting a swaying black shadow on the wall.Like a devil from hell.