The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

He Qing didn't move, he hugged his chest, shrunk his shoulders and looked at Lian Lin timidly.

Suddenly his gaze turned fierce, "Don't touch me! Otherwise I'll kill you!"

Lian Lin laughed angrily, grabbed He Qing's ankle and pulled him over.

The wound on He Qing's ankle has not been healed, and there is only a thin layer of scar on the surface, which is festering again because of Lian Lin's actions.

He Qing frowned, his wet eyes distorted from the pain, "Let go...ah!"

Lian Lin turned He Qing over. He Qing knelt on the bed with his back facing him. Then he grabbed He Qing's two wrists with one hand and pressed them on He Qing's back. He Qing's upper body was forced to stick bed.

The rough texture rubbed against He Qing's cheeks, and soon his face turned red.

He Qing twisted his upper body, trying to break free from Lian Lin's restraint, but his struggle was useless.

He Qing didn't know whether his body was too weak now, or Lian Lin was hiding his clumsiness before. The current situation is completely unilateral crushing.

Cold fingers rubbed against He Qing's skin, He Qing's breathing stagnated, he turned around quickly, only to see Lian Lin lifted the hem of his clothes, He Qing's lower body was cold, rough and cold prickles Pain came from behind him.

He Qing couldn't stand the strong stimulation, so he shrank his waist and crawled forward.

Because of yesterday's rough treatment, He Qing's body was mutilated and in great pain. Lian Lin was applying medicine in name, but in fact it was another form of punishment for He Qing.

That kind of place has never been touched by anyone, but it was treated like that, and a few holes were torn open.

And the action of sticking out his butt and turning his back to Lian Lin is too shameful!

The ointment stained Lian Lin's fingers and was passed into He Qing's body. He Qing's toes curled up and his body trembled.

fuck... so cold...

The pain system can help him shield it, but other sensations will completely take care of him.

"Let go...um..." He Qing gritted his teeth and roared, "Let go of me!"

"Your Majesty," Lian Lin said coolly, "How do you feel?"

"How does it feel?" He Qing turned around and glared fiercely at Lian Lin, who was neatly dressed.

"Are you trying to lose your head... um..." Because of Lian Lin's movements, He Qing snorted again.

He Qing's face was flushed with embarrassment, and he had to do a full set of acting. If he backed down easily at this time, he would be ruined.

Fortunately, Lian Lin didn't think about it

Meaning to continue, He Qing was let go by him.

He Qing lay limp on the bed, and the wind blew over. He Qing remembered that the pants were still loose on his calves.

It was just taken off when Lian Lin helped him apply the medicine.

He reached out to grab his trousers, but was blocked by a bony hand.

He Qing looked at Lian Lin puzzled.

Lian Lin was looking at a certain place with great interest.

He Qing followed Lian Lin's line of sight, and happened to land on his half-covered body.

He quickly covered it and shouted, "What are you looking at!"

Lian Lin chuckled with strong sarcasm and coldness, "Your Majesty is so pink and tender."

He Qing: ...

He Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Don't push yourself!"

Lian Lin was not intimidated by He Qing, he stretched out his hand and held the small thing in his hand, "Is this the natural disability?"

He Qing was swept away by a burning sense of shame, and unconsciously put his hand on Lian Lin's shoulder, pushing him, "Don't touch me."

"Your Majesty's things are really unique." Lian Lin squeezed lightly, "It's a pity that I can't stand up."

He Qing cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face.

"Since your majesty can't be a man, let me help your majesty."

With a twitch of his mind, He Qing asked, "How are you going to help me?"

How to help?This kind of close contact, coupled with ambiguous actions, still separated the two of them from blood and deep hatred.

Now he says he wants to help He Qing.

He Qing shook his head, pulled back his clothes to cover his body, rationally told him to stay away from this man.

Lian Lin's hand was empty, and He Qing was wrapped into a strip, and rolled to the other side of the bed.

"I don't need your help..."

"Get out quickly, or I will tell Yafu to kill you!"

After He Qing finished speaking, he stared at Lian Lin with those timid eyes, Lian Lin couldn't help having an illusion that He Qing in front of him was just an innocent child.

"The acting skills are good." Lian Lin's voice was full of sincere praise, "It's a pity that I don't like this."

He Qing's clothes were tightly wrapped around his body, and his two hands grabbed the two sleeves, bound himself inside, and said with fear, "Don't hit me...don't hit me..."

In Lian Lin's eyes, the picture in front of him was just He Qing's pretending to be crazy.

Lian Lin shouted towards the door: "Come in!"

The wooden door "creaked" and opened a crack.

A palace man came in, and the palace man walked with a bow, holding a bowl of black potion in his hand.

He Qing saw that familiar color, the air

His face immediately changed when he heard the familiar unpleasant smell.

Why did Lian Lin give him spring/medicine again?

"I won't drink it!" Before Lian Lin could take action, He Qing huddled into a ball and said, "This damn thing is too bitter! I won't drink it!"

"Where is Yafu? Tell Yafu to come here, and I will punish you gangster slaves!"

The palace man lowered his head under the wooden plate, held the wooden plate high in his hand and said: "This is the medicine that can restore Your Majesty's dragon prestige."

"Your Majesty, let's drink it while it's hot."

He Qing couldn't help but feel depressed. It's such a time, why doesn't Lian Lin proclaim himself emperor and get rid of him?

Now he calls him His Majesty with his mouth, but his actions are extremely insulting.

This man is really unpredictable and double-dealing.

The medicine was forcibly poured in by Lian Lin, He Qing was choked several times and coughed again and again.

Lian Lin put his fingers into He Qing's mouth, opened He Qing's mouth, clamped the soft and slippery tongue, pulled it out, and his eyes fell on He Qing's throat, "Your Majesty will swallow it all .”

He checked that there was no liquid medicine left in He Qing's mouth, "This is the best."

The mist in He Qing's eyes dissipated, his face was flushed, and his hair was messy. Lian Lin took out two fingers.

The silver water strip pulled for a certain distance, glowing yellow in the candlelight, and He Qing leaned back because he had no support from his body.

But he was pressed on the head and fixed in place.

He Qing sat kneeling on the bed, facing Lian Lin, just facing Lian Lin's lower abdomen.

"Alin..." The door was swung open, and Gu Youyan's voice sounded.

Gu Youyan's voice stopped abruptly, and the scene in front of him made his hands and feet cold.

I saw Lian Lin's hand supporting He Qing's head, and put it in that kind of place.

Lian Lin turned around, and He Qing's condition was fully revealed.

His clothes were disheveled, his face was flushed, and there were transparent water stains on the corners of his mouth.

This kind of picture... Gu Youyan had to think about it.

Gu Youyan's breathing stagnated, his face darkened and he said, "A Lin, what are you doing?"

He Qing's medicine took effect, and his whole body was burning uncomfortably. He rushed forward and hugged Lian Lin's body, rubbing his cheeks like a kitten.

"He Qing!" Gu Youyan stepped forward to tear him away and threw him onto the bed.

He Qing's eyes were full of mist, he grabbed the nearest person, "Can you let me hug... I'm so hot..."

Gu Youyan threw He Qing away, and turned to ask Lian Lin eagerly, but his tone slowed down the moment he spoke, "A Lin, what's going on?"

"What did you do to him?"

Lian Lin was expressionless, and wiped his hands calmly and calmly.

In, "Nothing."

"Did you...have you ever done it with him?" Gu Youyan felt pain in his heart every breath he took.

He said almost cruelly: "If this is the case, I will kill him immediately."

"Oh." Lian Lin glanced at him indifferently, "Not now."

"Why?" Gu Youyan said loudly: "If you don't kill him now, if Shao Zhong finds him, you may not be able to kill him."

"A Lin, let's kill him quickly and help you to the top, okay?" Gu Youyan's tone could be called humble, "I don't mind your past, as long as you treat me wholeheartedly in the future, everything will be fine."

When He Qing heard this, he smiled in his heart, the protagonist Gong was too humble, so he almost knelt down and begged Lian Lin.

He was sure that if it wasn't for someone here, Gu Youyan would definitely kneel down for Lian Lin.

"Gu Youyan." Lian Lin looked at him coldly, "What you said is just your imagination and has nothing to do with me."

"Alin..." Gu Youyan had a painful expression on his face.

"Hmm..." At this moment, a wave of enthusiasm rushed into He Qing's mind, and he couldn't help moaning/groaning a few times.

Gu Youyan pointed at He Qing: "Is it because of him?"

"You... are you really tempted by him?"

"Brother Lian Lin...Brother Lian Lin, help me..." He Qing called softly.

Gu Youyan was furious, glaring at He Qing who was unconscious on the bed.