While the dream is in progress [unlimited]

Yin He: ...

It wouldn't be what he thought.

Although he thinks that he looks pretty good, he belongs to the category of all men and women.

But it's not like everyone wants to have sex with him when they see him, it's still in such a tense situation.

Even the baron, who was full of color, just touched his little hand.

After weighing the pros and cons, he did not choose to attack him again.

Even if you are interested in a person, you will not go straight to the topic when you come up. It is the nature of human beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages by analyzing the consequences of doing this in advance.

This is what normal people do.

But Nightingale laughed so weirdly that even her behavior was unbelievable.

A smile is like a mask on his face, and his emotions are more unpredictable than external objects.

In this way, Yin He couldn't help but wonder - did Nightingale really want to sleep with him?

Nightingale was born with a charming sense of danger. He stood at the end of the bed with his right hand pressed on the belt around his waist.

The slender fingertips dance rhythmically on it, as if playing piano music leisurely.

The slender fingers have no trace of fat, and the slightly sunken flesh wraps the slender phalanx.

The sunken skin rises and falls with the movement, which is as rhythmic as breathing.

Yin He turned over and got out of bed, trying to escape, but just as his toes landed, he felt a icy sensation around his ankles, and then staggered and fell to the side of the bed.

Looking down, his ankles were surrounded by a circle of silver iron chains, and there was another short chain connecting the two.This is also doomed that he cannot escape by a large margin.

Yin He met Nightingale's gaze: "Master Nightingale, you are not interesting. You are an S-level, and you actually use props on E-level?"

Nightingale's footsteps were loose, but calm and powerful.When he was in front of Yin He, he bowed down and looked at this harmless face.

He also showed a smile: "I thought about how I should punish you."

Under the tumbling just now, Yin He's clothes were already messy, and the wide pajamas covered his body, which couldn't cover the deep and smooth collarbone at all.

The tall posture just allows him to see the hidden scenery clearly.

Yin He tried to move, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the chain became.

He dismissed the idea of ​​struggling.

It is the feet that are bound, not the hands.Yin He hooked Nightingale's neck, and raised his head with a sweet smile.

The tips of their noses are almost close to the tips of their noses, and even the weak breath between conversations is so loud.

"Then how do you think I should be punished?"

Nightingale curled her mouth and grasped her slender waist with her right hand.

Nightingale's fingertips were flat, without calluses, conveying an indescribably weird feeling.

Because of hypothermia, it was like a cold poisonous snake moving slowly.

As always, she was gentle and tender, even her eyes were full of affection, but her words were ridiculed and stinging.

"Do you really think that you are such a stunning beauty, with such a great charm, that anyone who sees you will want to sleep with you?"

Yin He didn't take it seriously, instead he tightened his arms and narrowed the distance between the two.

The lips leaned closer as if to please, and tentatively lingered near the corner of Nightingale's lips, without falling for a long time.

"How attractive is it, you will know if you try it?"

The five fingers on the side of the waist suddenly exerted force, and the corners of Yin He's mouth hooked slightly.

Sure enough, no matter how crazy Nightingale was, she was still a man.

To make a man dispel his killing intent towards another man, it is either because of sympathy, or knowing that he is invincible, or... now.

Although Yin He doesn't think he has such a great charm, he also knows how lethal the energy in him is.

Since Yin He discovered this advantage, he has always controlled this seductive aura.

During the conversation, he even made no mistakes in the angle of his eyes, just to maximize his own value.

Nightingale wrapped Yin He's knee with her other arm, and wrapped her other arm around her back.

Yin He looked at Nightingale like an invitation, his eyes glistening with water.

Nightingale didn't do anything, she put her hands on the shoulders of the person below her, allowing him to do anything.

When Yin He's left hand reached Nightingale's Adam's apple, he raised his head and gently touched it with his lips.

Sensing that the man's muscles were tense, Yin He exerted force with his fingertips and pressed his Adam's apple hard, as if he wanted to use this force to suffocate him.

The position of Adam's apple is too deadly, Nightingale dodges reflexively.Yin He raised his right hand quickly, and pressed his hand down fiercely.

The palm of his right hand was covered with blood, which was caused by a fruit knife.

Yin He has always had the habit of hiding self-defense weapons on his body, but he just took a shower and put the blade in the toilet.

But it doesn't matter, there is also a knife hidden on Yin He's bed, that is, under the pillow.

Nightingale didn't move at all, her eyes were full of aroused interest.

He seems to be the audience watching the circus performance, and Yin He is the clown who brought the performance.

In his eyes, Yin He is indeed like a clown who makes people laugh.

The clumsy means, the slow reaction, but with the seductive seduction.

Yin He didn't care what Nightingale thought, he only knew that Nightingale made him feel bad, and it was impossible for him to make Nightingale feel good.Even if Nightingale is an S rank.

Seeing that the fruit knife was about to pierce Nightingale's lungs, Nightingale just raised her hand to block it.

There was the screeching sound of metal twisting in the air.

The fruit knife is broken.

Yin He looked at the curved fruit knife quietly, not surprised.

Just now, his knife was aimed at Nightingale's lungs. Many people thought that the abdomen was the key.

But just hurting the intestines does not make a person die quickly. Only a knife from the abdomen to the lungs can kill people quickly.

Although he knew that Nightingale couldn't die, it was good to make him feel more pain.

The pain from hurting your lungs is not good.

Nightingale: "You failed."

Yin He: "It's just a game, don't you take it seriously?"

"game?"

Nightingale raised her eyebrows, and the metal glove on her right hand turned into silver star mist and gradually dispersed.

It was this metal glove that appeared out of nowhere and broke Yin He's fruit knife just now.

Nightingale leaned over, and Yin He showed a friendly smile and made a gesture of hugging. When the two got close, he punched Nightingale's face.

Nightingale wrapped her fist in her palm, brought it into her arms, turned around, and pressed Yin He face down on the bed.

Both hands were easily clasped behind the waist, and there was heavy pressure on his body.

Yin He cursed in his heart, this person is really serious.

The wrist is buckled, but the fingers can still move.

Yin He's ten fingers kept struggling, but they could only touch the cold metal texture.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the other's slender fingertips wrapped in thin skin and tender flesh. Just by looking at the degree of whitening of the knuckles, one could see how ruthless the other party's attack was.

Nightingale's eyes slowly sank like nightfall.

"You seem to be very interested in my pants." Nightingale did not forget Yin He's deep obsession with it during the two meetings.

"Then I will punish you—" He clasped Yin He's wrists with one hand, stared at his defeated opponent in a condescending manner, and his tone was as arrogant as a gift, "Be beaten (fill in the blank)."

Yin He instinctively wanted to struggle, and the silver chain around his ankle tightened accordingly.

It's a pity that this strength is too weak, not only has no practical effect, but instead makes Nightingale's taste arouse.

The people behind him were pushing towards him, and Yin He's nerves were tense due to the huge pressure.

On the other side, his palm was forced to come into close contact with the cold metal texture.

Cold fingertips caressed his earlobe affectionately, and a casual tone hovered in his ears: "As for the tools...do you prefer to do it yourself, or me?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Yin He was so shocked by these words that he forgot to resist.

One was that he felt unbelievable about the evil taste of S-rank, and the other was that he heard such a sound——

[Congratulations to the multiplayer section you are in: "Doll" has entered the VIP recommendation list, and the live broadcast is currently ranked tenth on the list]

[Due to the excellent performance of the members of this world, a large number of viewers consume and become the guardians of this live broadcast room]

[According to the guardian's strong request, switch the current live broadcast perspective——Yin He]

["Doll": Personal Information]

[Name: Yin He (Class E)]

[Spirit value: 100 (absolute sanity)]

[Health Points: 12 (Extremely Dangerous)]

[Physical strength: 32 (recovering...)]

【Lucky value: 0】

[Reputation Point: 0]

[Intelligence value: 0]

[The more guardians there are, the more mental power the audience has, and the higher the ranking.Please continue to maintain your enthusiasm for live broadcast]

Yin He: ...

At this time, there were only two words in Yin He's mind, and that was——

Me, fuck.

One second, the nightingale spoke astonishingly, and the next second, the dream world brought shocking news.

What's happening here?

The live camera fell on him just as Nightingale was about to "punish" him for hitting (fill in the blank).

and so……

He wants to be watched in front of a large audience?

Just thinking about it made him unbearable, and Yin He couldn't tell Nightingale what was going on.

Because he couldn't guarantee whether Nightingale would be more enthusiastic when he learned that there were a large number of viewers watching.

Maybe Nightingale was just planning to teach him a lesson, but she changed her mind when she learned that the onlookers changed her mind, and directly filled up the progress bar.

Although Yin He doesn't care about being a hit, he has no publicly revealed hobbies.

"This kind of thing is of course interesting if I come. Isn't it?"

Yin He turned his head halfway, his delicate face was full of flattery.But he handled the details of his expression very well, neither appearing flattering nor humble.

It seems that the two are sitting on equal footing.

Yin He took the initiative to hook, tap, and circle the metal belt around Nightingale's waist, implying that Nightingale let go of her wrist.

The wrist that was free to move around turned slightly, and it was dazzlingly bright, and even horrifyingly bruised.

He scolded Nightingale thousands of times in his heart.

Nightingale stinking fool, dead rogue, barbarian.

Even though Nightingale was already a half-dead person in Yin He's fantasy, his superficial skills were still excellent.

Appropriate admiration, endless admiration, vague expectations.

It was enough to make Nightingale praise her with fake acting skills. If the timing wasn't right, he would definitely give Yin He a small gold award.

This acting skill is enough to be a god.

Nightingale watched Yin He perform.

He wants to see what tricks Yin He can play.

Standing behind the end of the bed, Nightingale looked down at Yin He sitting in front of him obediently with his legs folded.

His actions are really not a gentleman. In a short period of time, the other party's neck, cheeks, wrists, and even ankles were all stained with terrible marks because of him.

Even a little blue.

It is the color different from Yin He's skin that makes him as vivid and bright as an oil painting, as if the whole person is alive.

It was only a short period of trance, and the metal strap was removed with the crisp sound of buckling in the air.

Obviously, this is also some kind of prop, with intricate patterns engraved on it, which looks very old.

Yin He held it carefully, as if he was afraid of making Nightingale unhappy.

At first glance, she looks like a submissive little daughter-in-law.

Yin He knelt on his knees and wanted to get up, but he was powerless.Nightingale frowned, really squeamish.

Just as he was about to release the shackles on Yin He's ankles, Yin He raised his arms high, swung the belt in his hand and threw it towards Nightingale's door!

The menacing aura exploded, and Nightingale didn't hide, but directly reached out to block it.

This time he didn't use props, but took a "whip" solidly.

Nightingale: "Calm down?"

Horrible marks instantly appeared on the palm used to block, and Nightingale's props were extremely powerful, even with Yin He's sickly body, they could cause him to lose blood.

This amount of blood is nothing to him.

Yin He smiled brightly at him: "Smelly rascal, you are dreaming."

Another wave of the "whip" was taken, and Yin He rolled out of bed, rolling several times on the carpet.

A little dizzy, he didn't dare to slack off at all, and went straight to the door.

Even if he knew he couldn't go out at this time, even if he knew it was dangerous outside, Yin He didn't want to stay with this idiot.

If he stayed with Nightingale any longer, he would be publicly executed.

Nightingale watched Yin He curl up and roll on the ground with great interest. At first glance, it looked like a little snowball, quite cute.

When Yin He was about to touch the doorknob, Nightingale dodged behind Yin He and picked him up with irresistible force.

Yin He suddenly soared into the air, his lower abdomen pushed his shoulders against his shoulders, and he felt an indescribable nausea.

Obviously, Nightingale has never hugged anyone, let alone carried anyone.

When they "hugged" earlier, Nightingale's movements were stiff, showing undisguised primitive savagery inside and out.

This made Yin He very uncomfortable.

When he returned to the couch again, he couldn't move his hands.

Nightingale poked his lower back, her voice lazily said, "I originally intended to scare you, but now, I've changed my mind."

[Countdown to switch live viewing angle——]

【10, 9——】

Yin He's complexion changed, thinking of the upcoming public execution, he said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, hit quickly. How you want to hit and how many times you hit is up to you. You can fight quickly, don't ink."

Nightingale smiled lowly: "You are always very enthusiastic about this kind of thing."

【6, 5——】

Yin He was speechless: "Could you hurry up?" Nightingale's fingertips twisted gently on the back of Yin He's waist, causing Yin He to tremble layer after layer.

Seeing Yin He's deflated appearance, Nightingale's joy was boundless.

Nightingale thought he had brought Yin He a sense of humiliation, after all, men are good at face.

Even with a thick skin like Yin He, it is impossible to accept this matter easily.

【2--】

Yin He said: "Please, hit me quickly."

Nightingale's fingertips paused, the other party was too active, but it's a pity——

"I like to take my time."

[The angle of view is switched]

Nightingale managed to appreciate Yin He's desperate despair. Yin He thought that short-term pain would be better than long-term pain, but he was not as good as Yin He wanted.

"I will peel off everything you have, including your self-esteem, inch by inch, until you can't escape."

"do not talk."

Nightingale raised her eyebrows: "Why, can't you take it anymore?"

Yin He calmly said: "That's not true." It's just that Nightingale was not the only one who heard the flirty talk here.

Ye Ying oppressed her lower body and almost whispered in Yin He's ear: "If you can't stand this, then what happens later, you might cry."

Yin Hedan: "You continue to be sexually obscene, I'll listen."

Not only Yin He listened, but most of the audience also listened.

The frightening S-class frequently speaks obscene words to an E-class.

Embarrassment alone is worse than embarrassment together.

When the time comes, he will be ashamed, and he will not be alone.

On the screen, the poses of the two are ambiguous, on the verge of a mosaic.The viewers finally spent their money to send the live broadcast room to the VIP list, and they are planning to see what's going on with Yin He.

The VIP push list is ranked according to the mental power of the audience, which is a kind of natural list.The more spiritual power the audience brushes, the higher the ranking will be.

As a paying audience, Dream World will naturally pay more attention to their wishes.When a person is frequently mentioned in the barrage of discussions, the world will switch its perspective to this person.

This is the power of the RMB audience.

[My wife took out everything, and finally made it to the VIP push list!Although it is only the tenth, you can specify the players you want to watch. ]

[is not that right?I put the baron there and listened to him playing for almost an hour, and my ears were numb.Ever since I heard that Yin He rejected the baron's overtures, I've always wondered what will happen to Yin He's side]

[Oh shit!Why is it still counting down?Angry! ]

[Don't worry, everyone!It's only two seconds away, okay, here we come! ]

[Finally let me wait until Yin He!Let me see my brother Yin's handsome face! ]

In the anticipation of much attention, the screen finally switched to Yin He's room.They looked at the big screen eagerly, waiting for Yin He to appear.

The picture finally popped up, but the first thing they saw was not Yin He who was thinking about it, but the frightening Nightingale.

[I wipe, is the card bug? ]

[What's going on here?How can I see that person?What the hell is this, change the channel quickly!I don't want to have nightmares tonight! ]

[No... no card bug, that person is in Yin He's room, pressing Yin He...? ]

[==Huh?what are they doing?I put an ear here. ]

"I will peel off everything you have, including your self-esteem, inch by inch, until you can't escape."

[……]

[………………………]

[,,,,,]

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There was no sound, whether it was the audience in the movie viewing area or the barrage, it was dead silent.The only things that lit up on the bullet screen were some broken punctuation marks.

At this time, they couldn't even type out a single word.Because of shaking hands.

Not only the hands trembled, but the ears, eyes, and even the heart trembled.

What the hell is this!

This S-rank, what are you talking about?

Are you sure it's not yellow?What they want to watch is a serious video, why do they suddenly start playing with colors?

The screen was silent for a while, and then came the young man's cold voice: "Stop talking."

The man teased: "Why, this is unbearable?"

"Not at all."

"If this is unbearable, then what happens later, you may cry."

[cry?Why are you crying, please explain in detail, I have enough energy and can still charge money.I have terminal cancer, and my only wish in this life is to watch the complete episodes, I beg you two to fulfill my last wish]

[The corner of the S-rank's mouth is slightly hooked, and he leans over to look at the young man who has turned into a puddle of soft water. The young man's cold face is full of restrained emotion. Class S is extremely satisfied, because the youth lost control because of him.I saw a teasing smile on the S-level: "Why, this is unbearable?"]

[Bie Nimayi. Obscene, why are you writing pornographic books here?What the hell is going on, what the hell is going on, what the hell is going on! ]

[Don't bb, you don't like to watch, I like to watch.The great god in front, please continue writing. ]

[The appearance of the S-level in the C-level world was originally against the rules. The viscount forgot to remind the baron before that only Yin He knew about it in the whole world.This is bad enough, what is the situation now...]

[I lost my mind, before Yin He slapped that S-ranker twice, he came here to seek revenge, not to have fun. ]

[ls+1111, although it is very interesting to listen to your yy.But Yin He must be in pain now, this is crushed by senior players]

They were listening to it as a joke. They still remembered that Yin He treated Nightingale as a doll, slapped Nightingale twice and was slapped back, and lost most of his health.

They just think YY is fun, and it's rare to see such an exciting scene.

After all, it has something to do with that famous man.

The excitement just now receded slowly like a tide, and they began to focus on the picture.Well, they are serious about reasoning, not yellow.

The weak voice of the young man came: "What do you want to do?"

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully. The S-Class face in the picture was contemplative, and gradually, the palms of the hands slapped down gently.

In an instant, layers of mosaics appeared on the screen, followed by the casual voice of the S-rank——

"Don't you already know what I'm going to do?"

"I want to punish you severely (fill in the blank)."