The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

Another numb expression, how long does he want to be angry?

Leaning down, Zhao Qi lifted Cheng Ran's chin and kissed Cheng Ran's lips.He lost, when he knew how to like Ran, he liked Ran so much that he wanted to possess, destroy, and die together.A deep and hot kiss, but the loved one is still cold, Zhao Qi fixed the back of Cheng Ran's head with one palm, attacked his mouth, sucked until his tongue became numb, bit the corner of Cheng Ran's mouth, and licked him Counting every one of his teeth, he even wanted to puncture his throat, no, Zhao Qi thought heartbrokenly, he simply wanted to eat Cheng Ran and turn him into a part of his body.

Slowly letting go of the indifferent Cheng Ran, Zhao Qi's emotions boiled to the highest point, just say what he wants to make amends, does Ran just disdain him so much?Do you think he is miserable?Do you think he is hungry?If he didn't like it, who would hug him with ice cubes like this.If you want to resist him with death, then he will kill him with your own hands.

Picking up Cheng Ran and pressing it into the water, Zhao Qi was so stunned that he almost vomited blood.Cheng Ran's closed eyes never opened, spitting out a string of blisters continuously, his long hair wrapped around Zhao Qi's arms like weeds, people don't fear death, so how can they be afraid of death.

He took a long sigh... Even if he got the body, he would suffer even more if he lost him. Zhao Qi lifted Cheng Ran out of the water and patted his back hard, making him spit out the water.

"Cough—cough—" Cheng Ran who was not struggling was like a zombie, he was so tired, he was too tired to think anymore, he was so tired that he didn't even have a tear, he didn't even want to die.

Also wishing to die was Zhao Qi, who had repeatedly told himself not to care about Cheng Ran and to focus on big things, but he was restrained to death by Cheng Ran and gave in for him time and time again.He—reluctantly, ever since he met Cheng Ran, he has had many feelings that do not belong to the Overlord.Holding the limp Cheng Ran in his arms, Zhao Qi smiled wryly, let's make some steps back for him, he will slowly affect him, the wet Cheng Ran stained his royal robe, and maybe ruined his country, These are not important anymore...

The man who had violated him condescended to serve him, and Cheng Ran was weakly at Zhao Qi's mercy.Zhao Qi scratched Cheng Ran's skin even though he had used the smallest amount of strength. He clumsily tried to fix Cheng Ran's hair with a ribbon. in my arms.

Would Zhao Qi be so gentle with everyone he had sex with?It's really cheap, although Cheng Ran kept his eyes closed, Cheng Ran never slept.He never resented Zhao Qi, he is a nobleman who can do whatever he wants, and other people's lives can be regarded as worthless, let alone just the body?The only one who hates him is himself, he has always spurned playthings, and now, he is.

After a sleepless night and the dawn of day, Cheng Ran broke free from Zhao Qi's arms, walked crookedly to the mirror, and what caught his eyes was a devil with a blue face and fangs, that kind of triviality and sensuality made him sick.As if being choked, Cheng Ran breathed hard, he grabbed the stone inkstone on the table and smashed the mirror hard, smashing his illusion hard. "Ran, what are you doing?" Zhao Qi hurriedly put on his coat, did he want to hurt himself again? "Ran?"