Married and Obedient to the Husband

"You are not allowed to play the piano in the future." When he was dragged into the East Garden, and he was feeling uneasy, the leader of the Demon Cult coldly dropped such a sentence. play the piano.

Perhaps it was because Yan Mo's doubts were too deep, the leader of the Demon Cult said casually, "For some reason, I get a headache when I hear the sound of the piano."

Yan Mo couldn't tell what it was like, he lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes, Master."

The masked man glanced at Yan Mo again and asked, "What's your name?"

"Slaves have pity."

"This name is too feminine." The masked man frowned, as if he didn't like the word very much.

Yanmo's heart was in a state of confusion at the moment, he never expected to be chosen by the leader of the Demon Cult at this time, he originally planned to mix with those people and save people during the Yinyue Festival, but now he was dragged to the East Garden, Right under the eyes of the leader of the Devil's Cult, he was asked how to act.

And this person is obviously Long Qirui, which makes him even more uncomfortable. Five years ago, he opposed him for the sake of the Northern Territory. Could it be that they will become hostile again five years later?

"Have you seen me before?" the masked man asked suspiciously.

Yan Mo shook his head when he heard this, "Slaves are humble, how could they have seen the leader."

The expression on the masked man's face was dubious, but Yan Mo's nervous palms were sweating, and he couldn't tell the reason, as long as he thought that this person was A Rui.

After a long time, the masked man chuckled and pulled Yan Mo into his arms, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

The masked man took Yan Mo's abnormal expression as fear, and Yan Mo was worried that he couldn't deal with this person. Hearing what he said, he took advantage of the situation to look scared, and whispered, "Slave... Slave..."

"Don't be afraid." The masked man hugged Yan Mo into his arms, "As long as you are obedient, I won't do anything to you."

After finishing speaking, the masked man spread his arms, and said in a superior posture, "Change clothes for this deity."

"Changing clothes?" Yan Mo was taken aback. The situation made it impossible for him not to think about it. He was a gift to the leader of the Demon Cult, and at this moment, he was personally selected by the leader, and he was even asked to take off his clothes. Take off your clothes, and it's not far from going to bed.

The masked man spread his arms out for a long time, but he couldn't help but frown when he didn't see any movement from the other party.

Fortunately, Yan Mo gritted his teeth, there was nothing to be afraid of, anyway, their child was born, and they were afraid of this, Yan Mo's face of sacrificing fell into the eyes of the masked man, and the smile in the masked man's eyes deepened a bit.

After Yan Mo took care of the other party to take off his clothes, the masked man lay on the bed carelessly, pulled the quilt to cover him casually, his eyes fell on Yan Mo, and he waved at Yan Mo, "Come here yet."

Yanmo and Yi walked over.

The masked man smiled jokingly, "Why don't you plan to go to bed?"

"Really want to take it off?" Yan Mo was a little uncertain.

"Well, of course it's true."

"I..." Yan Mo felt ruthless in his heart, and he simply tore up his clothes in two or three times. The underwear was still hanging on his body, and the masked man stared at him even more hotly.

Whether to take off the underwear or not, when Yanmo was hesitating, the masked man chuckled, "I want you to sleep with me and nothing else, if you like to sleep naked, I don't mind if you take it all off."

This person is really hateful, Yan Mo gritted his teeth in his heart, but he had misunderstood the meaning of the other party, Yan Mo secretly hated himself for being too evil.

When Yan Mo was competing with himself, the masked man pulled Yan Mo into his arms, the faint fragrance made the masked man lose his mind for an instant.

The smell was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

The masked man shook his head, drove away the annoying thoughts, and said to Yan Mo with a gentle face, "Don't be nervous, my body is cold all year round, and I must be accompanied by someone when I sleep at night, otherwise I will be too cold to sleep .”

I also don't know why I have to talk so much with this male pet named Lianxi, although he is a stranger, but I feel inexplicably close.

The masked man's hands were icy cold, Yanmo knew it in his heart, thinking of the parting in the past few years, now that Long Qirui has become like this, it makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Yan Mo lay down next to the masked man, and the other side hugged him tightly in his arms. Under Yan Mo's questioning eyes, the masked man said lightly, "It's warmer to sleep in this hug."

The relationship is treating himself as a pillow, and Yanmo has nothing to complain about. The tip of his nose smells of Long Qirui, which makes him very at ease. The two hugged each other, and gradually fell asleep like this.

"A Rui, Ah Rui." In the dark night, he couldn't see his fingers, and there was a faint voice calling him continuously. He looked around blankly, but he couldn't find that person. There was a vague shadow in front of him, sad Some call him, "A Rui."

His head started to hurt again, it was so painful, he was sweating all over his body, especially in his heart, it seemed like thousands of silver needles had been pierced in, the pain was unbearable.

"A Rui, I'm sorry, Rui."

"Don't...don't say it, shut up and shut up."

"sorry Sorry."

"Shut up, I'll never forgive you, shut up."

Yan Mo was woken up by Long Qirui's dream talk. In his sleep, Long Qirui seemed to have dreamed of something, his expression was extremely painful, cold sweat continued on his forehead, and he kept muttering to himself.

I will never forgive you, Yan Mo's heart ached from these words, as if a stone was blocked in his chest, he felt extremely uncomfortable, he couldn't get up or down stuck there.

"A Rui." Yanmo cried inwardly, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the sweat off Long Qirui's forehead, moved away Long Qirui's tightly clenched hand with one hand, and then held it tightly.

Ah Rui, did I make you suffer so much?I'm so sorry, since Ah Rui forgot, why didn't he be more thorough?

Yanmo's fingers lifted Long Qirui's frowning brows away, which seemed to be able to drive away his nightmare, the power from the palm made Long Qirui gradually relax, the nightmare gradually moved away, and Long Qirui fell into a deep sleep. The first sleep was the deepest he had slept in five years, and the sun was already hanging in the sky when he woke up.

And the person who accompanied him last night was nowhere to be found, a faint reluctance lingered in his heart, the masked man propped himself up from the bed, put on his shoes, and wanted to ask where Lianxi had gone.

In red clothes in front of him, Lian Yue, that dead evildoer, lay on his body as if he had no bones, and said coquettishly, "You heartless, you have a new love and forget your old love."

The masked man pushed away Lianyue's hand expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?"

"It's a pity that you didn't check his identity?" Lian Yue restrained her joking expression, let go of the masked man's hand and said seriously, "It's a very important moment, those who send it must be more cautious. OK."

"I tried it out, he has no martial arts, and he is indeed from the Qinhuai Qin Shangguan." The masked man said in a deep voice.

"Where are the others?" The pity was gone this early in the morning, and the masked man cast doubtful eyes on Lian Yue.

"I'll have someone lock him up temporarily." Lian Yue said casually.

"Why?" The masked man asked indifferently.

"Test him." Lian Yue smiled strangely.

Yanmo was brought back to the West Garden, feeling a little baffled, he didn't remember that he had offended the leader of the Demon Cult, they only got together for one night last night, did he fall out of favor so quickly?

The two attendants of the Devil's Cult urged, "Go faster." Yan Mo had no choice but to follow quickly.

"Hmm... oh... so comfortable." When passing by a room, there was this strange crooning sound, which was sometimes suppressed and sometimes high. what's up.

The two attendants who brought him here glanced at each other with ambiguous expressions in their eyes. Yanmo could see clearly and knew that something was wrong, but right now he could only endure it temporarily.

"Go in." An attendant pushed Yan Mo, "We Zuo Dharma don't like people approaching the leader. You have broken his taboo, so please yourself."

Yanmo was pushed staggeringly, fell into the room, and then the door was quickly closed.

The two people on the ground in the main hall of the house are physically entangled, no, it is not so much entanglement, it is better to say that one of them is forced, and that person is Heng Qiushui who was sent in.

At this moment, Heng Qiushui's limbs are bound tightly by the red cloth, his legs are separated to the maximum extent, and there is a piece of cloth in his mouth. There are scars all over his body, including biting and scratching, especially the scars on the inside of his legs. most.

At this moment, the man on top of him was exercising vigorously. Heng Qiushui stared at the man on top of him with his neck up and his face full of resentment. The man on top of him was wearing a sky-blue shirt. Completely worn on the body.The man pressed Heng Qiushui's legs firmly, pushing his desire to the deepest point.With a smile in his mouth, "Baby, don't look at me like this. The more you look at me like this, the more excited I feel."

Heng Qiushui couldn't swear, and his eyes became more fierce.

The man didn't seem to notice that Yan Mo came in, and he completely regarded him as air. Yan Mo just watched this live sex with cold eyes, and the killing intent in his heart slowly rose, but he suppressed it.

These Demon Cult people are simply too hateful.

The man who was pressing on Heng Qiushui grabbed Heng Qiushui's waist and moved violently a few times, then everything was quiet, the man tidied up his clothes, turned around and smiled at Yan Mo.

Yan Mo was stunned, but this man had a good-looking appearance, his eyebrows were like the cold moon, and there was a bit of gentleness in the sharpness, the deep eyes seemed to be a bit gentle and blurred, and there was a romantic and elegant look in the corner of his mouth. Smiling, quite a bit like Mr. Zhuo Shijia.

If he hadn't done something so nasty just now.