torture to the end

Han Jingyu's eyes are like a black stubborn stone, the blackness is as impenetrable as stagnant water, even though he is in a miserable state now, those eyes are still not mixed with any emotion.

"After doing it, let me go?" Han Jingyu asked such a question at this time.

Qiao Yue said, "I never hold grudges."

"That's good." The corners of her blue lips curved.

It should be humiliating, very humiliating, but Han Jingyu didn't show any expression related to humiliation.

Qiao Yue even thought that Han Jingyu didn't care about coming.

not give a damn about?How could you not care.Han Jingyu just wrapped up all the emotions in his eyes, wrapped up all the emotions that might be leaked, and wrapped himself up.

Qiao Yue is about to leave, Shen Chen is fine, and he is still alive, that's enough.As for humiliation?His perception has long been numb.Numb in indifference and fear, numb in unspeakable love for Shen Chen.

The pants were unbuttoned, Han Jingyu lowered his head, and kissed through the soft layer of fabric.

There was an inexplicable twitch in Qiao Yue's heart, and the more he focused on the body full of traces of abuse, the twitch became even more irresistible.

The blood on Han Jingyu's face fell drop by drop on Qiao Yue's exposed skin, still warm.Then it slid down Qiao Yue's thigh, and it was this kind of indistinct contact that actually teased Qiao Yue up.

Han Jingyu's back is very beautiful. When he moves, his shoulder blades rise and fall, which is similar to the unspeakable beauty of hunting animals running in the jungle.

Fascinated, Qiao Yue stretched out his hand and touched it. The bones and texture were unbelievably flexible, as if there was a magic that attracted people's hands.

Han Jingyu's saliva from the tip of his tongue had already dampened the thin layer of cloth, and the beast dormant inside slowly showed signs of being ready to move.Qiao Yue's hand slid down along the raised curve of Han Jingyu's back until it stopped in the middle of his waist.

Compared with his pale lips, the tip of Han Jingyu's tongue was a bit provocatively red, and the more Qiao stared at it, he couldn't help being fascinated.

Han Jingyu lay on his stomach like a leopard drinking water, lightly tapping the tip of his tongue on the thin layer of fabric, awakening a dormant beast.

Qiao Yue gasped unconsciously from between his lips and teeth, and stretched out one hand to grab Han Jingyu's hair, that action was extremely rude, different from the gentleness he usually treats his bed partner, but urgent, impatient!Han Jingyu's arms supporting the bed were weak, and his whole body was almost lying on Qiao Yue's body.

"You know what you're going to do?" Qiao Yue even had a dark taste in his smile.

"Yes." Han Jingyu stretched out his hand to release the dormant beast for him. When Qiao Yue squinted his eyes because he raised his head, his eyes showed deep darkness, which was different from his deep-rooted eyes. The voice can be called supple, "I know."

The last layer of clothing was taken off.

Han Jingyu knelt between Qiao Yue's legs, his waist bent into a prostrate position.Then he opened his mouth, and the warm mouth took the thing that made him sick.

Joe let out a gasp in extreme comfort, and the gasp was lengthened by the thrill that made the scalp tingle.

The lips were stretched little by little, the cheeks of Han Jingyu's mouth were sunken, his back was moving up and down, and the long eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes at the moment.The flesh-colored thin lips were tightened, and then stretched even further.

"Do you like it?" At this time, Qiao Yue didn't know why he asked this question, but he damned thought Han Jingyu's appearance was extremely attractive.It's just... terrible!

Han Jingyu didn't speak at all, just sat there kneeling with his hands on the bed, bowing his head deeply.

Qiao Yue pulled his hair up and pulled his head up. Han Jingyu's face was a little bloodshot due to the long time of lowering his head, a thin red color appeared on his pale face, and the saliva that hadn't had time to swallow was pulled out A crystal silk, and then broke under Qiao Yue's gaze.Qiao Yue didn't know what to do, but felt that his mouth was a little dry.Han Jingyu's lips were shiny, he was obsessed and wanted to kiss him, but before he could move, reason stopped him.

Han Jingyu didn't know why Qiao Yue pulled him away. His mind was buzzing and he was in a daze. He didn't listen to what Qiao Yue asked just now, so naturally he couldn't answer.

Qiao Yue's head was also in a daze, and a fire was burning inside, so that he could only see Han Jingyu's eyes, Han Jingyu's lips, and Han Jingyu's collarbone...

His movements were unconsciously heavier. Han Jingyu's hair was being grabbed, and the corners of his eyes were raised due to the tension of his scalp. From Qiao Yue's perspective, he was actually a bit seductive.

How crazy!

Qiao Yue only felt that he had thought of something crazy just now, and his whole mind was a little restless for a moment. He grabbed Han Jingyu's hair and pressed his head down.

At this time, Han Jingyu coughed, and then a strong smell of blood permeated the air.Before Qiao Yue had time to think about what was going on, Han Jingyu swallowed him in very submissively, and at that moment his mind was not very clear.Qiao Yue's arm rested on the edge of the bed, and his fingertips touched the cold tabletop. Because of Han Jingyu's movements, that hand unconsciously clenched, as if he was about to grab something.

Han Jingyu's mouth was burning hot, as if a fire was burning, as if he wanted to set Qiao Yue on fire.

This game, which was originally just a game, has gradually changed its quality...

There was a mouthful of hot blood in Han Jingyu's throat, the blood boiled slowly like his body temperature, and then cooled down quickly.Qiao Yue only saw Han Jingyu's gorgeous appearance, but did not see his pale face which was the opposite of his bright red lips.

"Hmm!" Sensing what the swelling in his mouth meant, Han Jingyu got up and wanted to back away, but Qiao Yue clung to his hair tightly, and forced his head deeply Pressed down.

The throat was pushed open, and the blood in it would gush out several times, but Han Jingyu forced himself to swallow it.

The turbid liquid choked into the trachea, almost the moment Qiao Yue let go of his hair, Han Jingyu coughed lying on the bedside, white and scarlet stuck to his lips, and then became obscene threads with saliva.Physiological tears fell uncontrollably, washing away the blood stains on his face, revealing his original skin color.

When Han Jingyu was lying on the bed and coughing, Qiao Yue, who had been sitting on the bed, moved.His hands rested on Han Jingyu's waist, and his warm chest pressed against Han Jingyu's scarred back.

Han Jingyu vomited straight out, vomited out all the things he swallowed just now.

Qiao Yue originally didn't want to kiss him. He thought Han Jingyu's mouth was dirty, but when he saw Han Jingyu's wet eyes, he unconsciously kissed the corner of Han Jingyu's eyes.

Han Jingyu's whole body was transpired with a crimson color because of too violent coughing and vomiting.

The more Joe tried to pull his clothes, he subconsciously grabbed that hand.

"You don't want to think about that person anymore?" Feeling the release of that hand, Qiao Yue chuckled, and then kissed Han Jingyu's eyes harder until tears fell from his eyes.

There is no obstacle between the two bodies, such a close skin-to-skin kiss.

Han Jingyu couldn't cough anymore, his lips were as red as if he drank blood, and his whole body was pressed against him by Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue said, "If you admit your mistake, you need to be sincere."

Han Jingyu's eyes were dull, as if he didn't look at him at all, his straight legs tried his best to support his body, and his hands pressed on Qiao Yue's chest.

Qiao Yue licked his lips impatiently.

Han Jingyu leaned forward, resting his head on Qiao Yue's chest, and forcibly separated his body with his separated legs, trying to wrap that disgusting thing inside.

He failed several times. At this time, Qiao Yue felt that Han Jingyu's body was tense like a bow, and there was no possibility of relaxation. It seemed that as long as he exerted more force, that body would collapse——

Qiao Yue stretched out his hand and patted Han Jingyu's buttocks, then hugged his waist, wanting to break open the body just like that.

"Wait a minute." Han Jingyu's voice was terribly hoarse.

Qiao Yue froze for a moment, at this moment he wanted to see Han Jingyu's expression, but Han Jingyu's head was resting on his chin, so he couldn't see it at all.

Han Jingyu stretched out a hand, and that hand was covered with blood, all his blood.The fingertips dipped in blood and pierced into his body.

That body is shaking!

I don't know how long to maintain this posture, until Qiao Yue got a little impatient, Han Jingyu said softly, "Okay."

As soon as the voice fell, Qiao Yue broke his body!

Han Jingyu's head sank while leaning against Qiao Yue's chest, and even Qiao Yue could feel the trembling in the hands holding the sheets on both sides.

However, it was impossible to stop.

Han Jingyu's tears and blood were swallowed by him, only the darkness in his eyes almost overflowed.

What the body brought to Qiao Yue was an unprecedented conquest related to vanity. There is nothing more fulfilling than conquering such a man!Qiao Yue even wanted to see Han Jingyu's expression at the moment!

Han Jingyu wrapped himself up, he didn't want to be seen, but Qiao Yue pulled his hair, made him raise his head, and let him sit on him with a very shameful body.

"If you don't take the initiative again, I won't accept your confession."

Han Jingyu tilted his head, from Qiao Yue's angle, he could only see the trembling eyelashes and tightly pursed lips.As soon as his words were spoken, Han Jingyu's trembling became more obvious.

But in the end he didn't resist, Han Jingyu moved almost numbly, and he even felt that he was no longer alone.It's a deadly self-loathing.

"Turn your head around!" Qiao Yue's eyes were red, which was a signal of excitement.

Han Jingyu paused, then turned his head.

When he saw Han Jingyu's eyes, Qiao Yue felt his scalp explode, and then it was numb and itchy.That refreshing feeling is not brought by physical conquest, but spiritual satisfaction!

Most of the blood stains on Han Jingyu's face had been washed away by physical tears, but there were still blood stains sticking to his face. Even now, his physical tears could not stop.What did not match his weak and miserable appearance was his eyes, the kind of grayness that would never be moved, and then a tear condensed in the darkness, and quickly slid down.From Han Jingyu's chest all the way down...

Han Jingyu's numb legs could no longer support his movements, and he seemed to be able to hear the creaking and moaning of his own bones.Qiao Yue looked at his weakness, at his last blooming in this weakness... Mili.

The pain was so severe that Han Jingyu's head was raised high, and his slender neck was almost broken.

His body was tossed, and the stuff in his stomach almost ripped him open, poking his heart and dignity out of the flesh and blood.

It hurts.

"Hiss—" It was Qiao Yue, who was refreshing, who suddenly felt a sharp pain. It turned out that Han Jingyu's fingers on his chest pierced his chest.

Just as Qiao Yue was about to get angry, Han Jingyu, who was sitting on him, suddenly broke out into a sickly laugh.

The more Joe stared at him unconsciously, fascinated, and then became more extreme possessive.

Han Jingyu's mouth opened, and his scarred chest heaved desperately, but the burst of laughter that broke out at that moment gradually faded away, and gradually he could no longer hear it.

The slapping sound of the flesh was suddenly violent, and Joe gasped heavily.

The moment Qiao Yue exploded in this body, Han Jingyu fell straight down.