Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

"Duan Yue, Duan Yue..."

"Hot... body, so uncomfortable, I want to..."

Duan Yue looked at the confused young man asking for a kiss, his expression was completely indifferent.

If Prince Jing still had a bit of reason, he would be able to clearly see that his eyes were as cold as sarcasm.

However, his face was so gentle, and even his movements were as gentle as before. He caressed Prince Jing's chest, waist, and back as if nothing, causing his skin to tremble like an electric shock.

"Your Highness, what do you want?" He whispered in his ear like a devil, with a cold light shining from the bottom of his dark eyes.

"Think..." Prince Jing raised his fragile neck, and his lower abdomen was pressed against Duan Yue's legs. "want to......"

Duan Yue could clearly feel his high lust poking at him.

He hooked his lips, obeying Prince Jing's wishes, and slid his fingertips along the waist line, parting the water waves to the secret place between his legs.

The moment they touched each other, Prince Jing's breathing became short of breath.

He arched his slender waist slightly, and his body was tense, secretly looking forward to the joy Duan Yue would bring him.

However, Duan Yue held onto that place, but did not move.

"Your Highness hasn't answered me yet." He tilted his head and bit the tip of Prince Jing's ear, "Want...what?"

Prince Jing looked at him anxiously, his peach eyes twinkled fragilely, his thin lips were wet with transparent liquid, trembling slightly.

Only when he enjoyed the ultimate pleasure in the bed in his previous life, would he show this kind of weak expression that seemed unbearable.

He only slept with Duan Yue.

In other words, he only showed such a seductive side in Duan Yue.

This cognition once caused Duan Yue to think about it in his previous life, and he forgave him time and time again for his humiliation.

But thinking about it now, there is no need to be so humble.

As long as Prince Jing is in his palm, as long as this person's heart is taken away by him, whenever he wants him to cry, it's just a matter of order.

A faint light flashed across Duan Yue's pupils, and he got close, loving.The skin of King Fujing's thigh was kissing his scalded cheek with thin lips.

"Speak out, Your Highness."

"Say what you want. Just tell me and I'll give it to you."

Prince Jing couldn't think anymore, his mind went blank, driven by emotion and desire, he bowed his waist and stood on tiptoe, trying hard to rub his hand.

Yet he never spoke.

Invisibly, a trace of reason was hindering him.

If he speaks out, he will never be able to grasp what he loves.

"No, can't..."

With a hoarse voice, he avoided Duan Yue's kiss and controlled himself to back away.

"why."

"I don't know, I don't know..."

Duan Yue grabbed his wrist, pressed him against the jade wall, stared down at his embarrassed posture, and squeezed his legs apart with great oppression.

"Your Highness, why not, tell me."

"You are a man, and I am also a man. If you like me, why don't you lie down for me? Is this what you call love? Your Highness, you are so superficial and selfish, how dare you say you like me?"

Prince Jing closed his eyes in pain, his chest rose and fell sharply.

"No, that's not the case, Duan Yue..."

He seemed to be crying but was not crying, under the torment of lust, he could hardly speak a complete sentence, his face was pale and unhuman, the wound was healing, and at the same time, it was struggling to keep from breaking open and bleeding.

Duan Yue looked at him for a while, but in the end he didn't have the heart to force him, so he relaxed his restraint.

"Your Highness." He stroked Prince Jing's face, and kissed his teardrop eyelashes lovingly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yeah." Prince Jing snorted, his head resting on his shoulder and trembling, he almost couldn't help but give up the line of defense in his heart.

Duan Yue was puzzled: "You have endured so hard, why don't you want me? Do you think I can't give you the joy you want, or is it because of your pride that you refuse to bow to me?"

Prince Jing shook his head, his voice broke: "You will go..."

"What?" Duan Yue didn't hear clearly.

After you get me, you will definitely leave.

Prince Jing knew that kind of mood too well. Once he had a complete grasp of the prey, he would gradually lose interest and finally discard it casually.

Didn't he treat Duan Yue like this in his previous life?

"Duan Yue, if I want you, will you definitely respond to me?"

Duan Yue laughed.

It seems that Prince Jing is not so stupid.

"Who knows then."

He just wanted to see Prince Jing put down all his dignity to beg him.

As for whether to satisfy him or not, I haven't made up my mind yet.

"You won't." Prince Jing leaned on his shoulder almost in despair, tears streaming down his face, "You don't like me at all, you won't be intimate with me."

Duan Yue couldn't wipe away his tears.

Prince Jing who is in love is too soft, he is not used to it.

However, Prince Jing probably still doesn't understand how tormenting this emotion called "love" is.

"How much is a heartbeat worth?"

"It's almost 98."

The last two points mean that you have to put your life in the opponent's hands.

Unlike the third prince's idiot, Prince Jing is a cautious and cold person. For him, relying on others to survive is tantamount to crushing his own pride.

It should be slow.

Duan Yue was not in such a hurry to make Prince Jing collapse.

After all, this is his favorite master.

He withdrew his aggressive posture, reached out to support Prince Jing's waist, and stroked his back gently: "Your Highness, don't cry, I won't force you anymore."

Prince Jing was still trembling all over.

Once the long-suppressed feelings break out, it is by no means so easy to control.Especially for someone like him who has always been loved by others and never knew how to deal with love, guilt and pain alone can drive him crazy.

Duan Yue sighed, and lowered his hand to touch his rising desire.

Prince Jing shivered, trying to hide.

"Don't move." Duan Yue pressed against the tip of his bleeding ear, "I'm not doing anything else, just expressing relief."

"I, then myself..."

Duan Yue raised his eyebrows: "You can?"

The tips of Prince Jing's ears were even redder, and even his slender neck was covered with crimson clouds.

He has never tried to do this kind of thing by himself, and when he couldn't help it in his previous life, he always dragged Duan Yue over to vent.

Duan Yue laughed softly, bent his knees slightly against his sliding body, clasped the back of his head with one hand and kissed him lightly, and took his hand with the other hand, and clasped it on his burning spot, his fingertips moved slightly , to teach him the art of pleasure.

"Your Highness, are you comfortable?"

"I, I...um..."

"Duan Yue, it's so strange, I..."

His expression was in a trance, his brain was blank, as if he was sleepwalking and floating in a fairyland on the clouds.

Something in his body drove him to chase more pleasure.

He doesn't quite understand.

"How did I become like this..."

Duan Yue was helpless at his slowness: "Your Highness hasn't noticed yet, you are poisoned."

Beiyi's love flower is also known as lover's poison.

Its flowers are the testimony of love, and the gift of love flowers to each other means that they are willing to stay with each other forever.

And the poison made from it is also the most vicious curse in the world, used by foolish men and women to put each other to death.

Duan Yue did cure Prince Jing of his poison.

It's just a small eye, and it hasn't been completely cleared.The remaining amount in the body can just cause one estrus.

Of course, Duan Yue did not intend to tell Prince Jing about these calculations.

He only needs to know that he is indebted to him, and it is enough to save him from fire and water despite the past.

Prince Jing's eyes were absent-minded, his lips and tongue were slightly parted, and he gradually fell into a turbulent emotion, unable to even think.

His whole body was held in the hands of the little dark guard, teasing him to his heart's content.

His emotions, his life and death, are controlled by the little dark guard.

He has become the little dark guard's forbidden domain.

At the last moment, when he vented, Duan Yue bit the tip of his ear lightly, and ordered in a low voice: "Duan Chuchu, say you love me."

King Jing's legs were convulsed, his mind was blank, and he opened his lips to follow his words:

"I love......"

Before he could finish speaking, he passed out and slipped into the water.

Useless waste, this is where it goes.

Duan Yue snorted coldly, bent down to fish him out of the water, brushed away his messy and wet black hair, and wiped his brows and eyes lightly.

Prince Jing trembled subconsciously, and slowly curled into his arms.

"Duan Yue, don't go..."

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he murmured foolishly: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Duan Yue kissed his lips.

"Master, what a dream."

He hugged Prince Jing and soaked in the Lingquan for a while, and only entered the bedroom after his wound healed.

Little Huang Shu walked up to him, looking forward with anticipation: "Did Dad do it?"

Duan Yue glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

"Of course it's the Jingwang stuffed sauce..."

It poked its head around carefully looking for traces on Prince Jing's body, but found nothing, only one or two ambiguous hickey marks on his neck.

"Get up quickly, don't touch my things." Duan Yue refused to let him see.

Xiao Huangshu looked disappointed, watching him carefully put Prince Jing on the bed, dry his hair, and cover him with a soft silk quilt.

"Dad doesn't have King Rijing?"

"..."

The veins on Duan Yue's forehead collapsed twice, "Who taught you such foul language?"

"It's said in the comic book Dad reads."

Xiao Huangshu held up the erotic pictures for him with a proud face, "Books can be understood now!"

Duan Yue pulled the book and tore it in half, picked up its small transparent wings, and slapped it on the butt: "Is this something you can read? Believe it or not, I will make you stand if you dare to read it again next time? "

Little Huang Shu pursed his lips and cried loudly: "Dad is only in his teens, and Shushu is thousands of years old! Dad can read, but why can't Shushu!?"

Duan Yue blocked its mouth with one sentence: "Because I am older than you."

Xiao Huangshu was taken aback for a moment, then ran out crying, crying.

"Daddy bullies Shushu, Shushu is going to run away from home!"

Duan Yue twitched the corner of his mouth.

He dug out the contact information of 440 from the drawer and sent him a text message: Your son has run away.

Soon there was a message back: I will look for it.

These days, the system will show affection.

Pooh!

Duan Yue glanced at Prince Jing who was sleeping peacefully on the couch, walked over, and pressed his eyebrows against him: "Your Highness, you should love me too."

......

The bed in the City Lord's Mansion was straight and hard, and it was uncomfortable to sleep on. Duan Yue didn't touch Prince Jing, and came out first.

The timing was just right, and Qu Huaihao happened to knock on the door.

Duan Yue lowered the bed curtain to cover it for a while, half opened the door and walked out, without letting him take a closer look, he closed the door tightly with a "snap".

Qu Huaihao stared at him: "Lord Duan, I want to go in and report the battle situation to His Highness."

Duan Yue remained expressionless: "Your Highness is asleep."

"Then let me go in and have a look at him."

"Your Highness said, no visitors."

Qu Huaihao's eyes were already showing a bit of evil: "Duan Shiliu, you are just a secret guard, what right do you have to stop me?"

He said he was about to break in.

Duan Yue's eyes turned cold, the long sword came out of its sheath, and "shua" lay across his neck, swift as a shadow.

A strand of long hair was cut off by the sword energy and slowly fell to the ground.

Duan Yue's expression was indifferent: "General Qu, if you take another step forward, it will not only fall on your hair."