fish in cage

The medicine that Bai Heng injected into He Ling took effect, his hands and feet were weak, he couldn't move, he couldn't even do simple things like clenching a fist, so he could only lie powerlessly on the bed, letting Bai Heng covet every inch of his flesh.

He is like a lamb caught in the back of the neck by a wild beast, he has no choice but to obey, but how can He Ling be an obedient compromiser, when Bai Heng leaned over to kiss him, he found the right time and bit Bai Heng's cheek On the lower lip, it's a pity that he doesn't have much strength now, and what he thought was biting was like flirting.

Bai Heng let him bite, pinched his cheeks, and easily drove straight in.

After the kiss was over, the breathing was hot, Bai Heng separated a little distance, and observed He Ling's face from a very close distance, and dazedly touched his fingertips from his forehead to his lips.

He Ling's facial features are clear and beautiful, with narrow and long eye tails. When he looks at people without expression, he has a slight sense of alienation. Now his face is full of helpless anger, but it has a very unique style.

"He Ling," Bai Heng kissed him sticky again, sighed, "I like you so much."

His lips and teeth collided, and he felt aggrieved, "Why don't you like me?"

He Ling tried her best to turn her face away, avoiding Bai Heng's kiss.

Bai Heng closed his eyes in disappointment, stood up, looked down at his captured prey, he tried his best to keep He Ling by his side, no matter what method he used, he would never let him leave him again.

He watched quietly for a while, but He Ling still refused to put his eyes on him.

Bai Heng went out.

He Ling didn't dare to relax, and it didn't take long for Bai Heng to return with the medicine box, and carefully disinfected and applied medicine to the wound on his calf. The pain made He Ling frowned, and then he was willing to give alms to him and looked at it with displeasure. Xiang Baiheng.

As expected, Bai Heng's movements were much lighter.

After treating the wound on his calf, He Ling made up his mind not to talk to Bai Heng, closed his eyes and meditated on how to get along with Bai Heng after this time.

He has been out of contact for five days, his family members should have noticed the abnormality, maybe he will be able to leave in a few days, and now He Ling has no choice but to comfort himself like this, but Bai Heng found out that he wanted to leave wholeheartedly, I am afraid it will be difficult to be kind up.

Whether it was the former Bai Heng or the current Bai Heng, He Ling knew that as long as he pretended to be gentle, the other party would be helpless. He hesitated whether he should give Bai Heng a good look for his own life, and waited until the day passed. After Chang Baiheng relaxed his vigilance and believed that he was willing to stay, he coaxed Baiheng to uncuff his ankles.

He Ling was thinking about the days to come, and was also listening to the movement in the room.

Bai Heng didn't know what to do in the living room, he came back after a while, he couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw Bai Heng walking in with a tray, and when Bai Heng put the tray on the bedside table, he could clearly see what was in the tray. When something, the pupils of the eyes constrict suddenly.

Disposable medical gloves, sterile cotton pads, tweezers, puncture needles, and straight nails were placed on the tray. Just one glance made He Ling's scalp tingle, and he called Xiaobai tremblingly.

Bai Heng showed a shy smile, like a shy hibiscus newly blooming in spring, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off, he blinked and said, "I checked the information, it will be fine soon .”

It was very difficult for He Ling to speak, as if he squeezed out, "I don't want to fight, you take it away."

Bai Heng slowly closed his smile, his eyes flicked across He Ling's calf, and he murmured, "Anyway, you are not afraid of pain."

He Ling's heart was soaked in fear a little bit, he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you..."

Bai Heng answered his words with actions.

Seeing that Bai Heng had put on medical gloves, He Ling could no longer maintain his composure. He tried his best to move his body, but he didn't move at all, so he could only speak softly, "Xiao Bai, I'm afraid of pain, don't be like this... ..”

Bai Heng carefully disinfected the utensils, as if he didn't hear He Ling's words.

He Ling has always been able to handle things with ease in his relationship with Bai Heng. He has never been so humble. He begged for a few words, and seeing that Bai Heng was unmoved, he showed his true colors, and said with difficulty, "Bai Heng, you can only use This kind of method, if I knew that you would do such a shameless thing if you love it, I shouldn't have anything to do with you in the first place."

Bai Heng paused while wiping the tweezers, then turned to look at He Ling heavily.

"Do you think I liked you very much before?" He Ling was so angry that he could only use words as his weapon, "Don't take yourself too seriously, I have always just played with you. When I saw you, I thought you were some difficult young master of an aristocratic family, but who knew that I would hook my fingers, so you can't wait to post it upside down."

Seeing Bai Heng's painful expression, He Ling felt that he had won the game, and continued to speak indiscriminately, "Apart from this face, what else do you have that I like..."

His light words overturned the previous sweetness, causing Bai Heng's fingers to twitch slightly in pain. Seeing that He Ling wanted to say more hurtful words, Bai Heng pulled the soft cloth and stuffed it directly into He Ling's mouth. Listen to the mouth.

Bai Heng took a deep breath, ignored He Ling's angry eyes, and silently wiped all the utensils twice.

After doing all this, he whispered, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as it's mine."

He Ling watched Bai Heng's hand reach out to her, and then picked up the tweezers to grab it.

The tweezers gradually tightened, and the pain deepened until it became numb. His eyes finally glowed a little, not because of the pain, but because the feeling of me being a knife for fish and meat was too depressing.

Seeing the puncture needle, He Ling's pupils flickered, his arrogance subsided immediately, and he wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was tightly blocked, and he could only let out a muffled cry.

It is obvious that Boheng is the one in control, but the expression on his face is extremely complicated. There is both the pleasure of controlling He Ling and the pain of personally hurting He Ling. Under such extreme tugging, he couldn't help but get red eye circles , but in the end he didn't soften his heart, he just said softly, "He Ling, I'm sorry."

The puncture needle pierced in quickly, and He Ling groaned in pain from his throat, tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.

Bai Heng went through the other side in the same manner, and the whole process only took a few minutes.

When Bai Heng took out the soft cloth from his mouth, his breathing was trembling.

Bai Heng climbed onto the bed and pressed He Ling under him, as if he was afraid that He Ling would say something nasty, so he blocked He Ling's lips and kissed him for a long time before letting go.

The medicine hadn't completely dissipated, but He Ling found that he could move. Even though he was weak, he managed to raise his hand and slapped Bai Heng. It was soft and had no deterrent effect, but he touched the tears on his hand.

It was Bai Heng who nailed you, and he was the one who was in pain, but Bai Heng cried even more embarrassingly than him. He Ling laughed angrily, stared at Bai Heng with heavy breathing, and gritted his teeth, "I will not forgive you."

With pain in his eyes, Bai Heng sobbed, "I know."

Ever since he locked He Ling here, he knew there was no turning back.

Bai Heng wiped away his tears and leaned over. He Ling was still at a stage where he didn't have much strength. Although he was struggling, he seemed as if he wanted to refuse.

He Ling refuses intentionally, but the current situation is really helpless.

He didn't even want to say curse words.

After a while, Bai Heng raised his blushing face.

He Ling froze, knowing that he couldn't escape, so he turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Bai Heng looked obsessively at the white begonia that He Ling had tattooed for him, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the letter A on the inner thigh, his eyes were obscure.

He Ling had a bad feeling in his heart, and sure enough, in the next second, Bai Heng said sadly, "Get rid of it."

He Ling gritted his teeth and did not respond.

He was in so much pain that he finally couldn't help crying out.

(…)

He couldn't stand any more torture.

Bai Heng locked He Ling in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Honey, I like you so much."

Listening to this intimate title again, He Ling felt bitter in his heart.

"You haven't called my wife for a long time, I want to hear it."

He Ling had no choice but to squeeze out the words, "My wife..."

Hearing this sound, Bai Heng sobbed softly, repeating that he likes you.

The sky is getting dark, and the night has just begun.

He Ling developed a fever the next day. He had no minor ailments or pains throughout the year, but this time Bai Heng was too intemperate, and there was a vague sense of inflammation in the indescribable places. Coupled with the heavy psychological pressure, how serious was it? It's hard not to get sick when you come down the mountain.

Bai Heng hurriedly wiped He Ling's body, fed He Ling two fever-reducing tablets, and applied the medicine to the place where he had made yesterday. If he hadn't done such things as detention, he would look like a considerate lover. the difference.

No matter how well he did, He Ling was unwilling to accept his favor, and had a unilateral cold war with Bai Heng. No matter what Bai Heng said, he would ignore him and treat Bai Heng as a transparent person.

He Ling felt depressed, and his temper gradually grew when he was ill. After he knocked over the third bowl of pumpkin porridge, Bai Heng no longer softened his heart and insisted on feeding him. He Ling dodged left and right, and the porridge fell for two all in one.

"You don't want to eat, then let's continue."

He Ling gritted his teeth and looked at Bai Heng who threatened him with resentment, "If you can't stand it, let me go as soon as possible, otherwise I will overthrow as many as I have."

Since he hid the porcelain pieces, all the tableware has been changed to stainless steel, and he has no possibility of hiding sharp objects. Afterwards, He Ling is still regretting that he should not try to use the porcelain to cut open the shackles, but should have touched Bai Heng's neck On the way, he forced Bai Heng to let him go, but no matter how regretful he was, it would be useless.

Hearing him say leave, Bai Heng's eyes darkened, and his whole body fell silent, "Impossible."

He Ling was so angry that he overturned the tray, and the floor was full of mess again.

Bai Heng stood still in the porridge on the ground, turned around and went out after a while, and when he came back, he had an extra syringe in his hand.

He Ling was furious when he saw things, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

Bai Heng pursed his lips, his eyes turned red, "He Ling, I don't want to treat you like this either, you can eat."

After overturning the pumpkin porridge for the fourth time, He Ling was defeated. He never wanted to taste the feeling of being powerless and being at the mercy of others.

He Ling was hungry after all, and after admitting defeat, he drank a bowl of pumpkin porridge, which Bai Heng fed himself, and asked with bright eyes, "Is it delicious?"

After he finished eating, he turned his face and denied anyone, "Pigs are even disgusting."

Bai Heng looked gloomy, didn't say anything, and went out to wash with the bowl.

He Ling stared at Bai Heng's back and his heart was surging. He claimed to be a calm and rational person, but these days he was at a complete disadvantage and was almost unable to hold on. He couldn't beat Bai Heng, his movements were restricted, and he couldn't contact him. In the outside world, there was no chance of winning at all, He Ling beat the bed out of bed bitterly, his heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

How can I get out of this ghost place?