sultry

This is an outright, unilaterally controlled usurpation.

When the body was split open, it was like returning to Ye Rongzhen's nightmarish night.

Ye Rongzhen opened his eyes wide, he didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to breathe, the nightmare was confused with reality for a moment, he thought he was back in the darkness, his eyes were so dazed that he couldn't see anything, he fell heavily In the nightmare, shivering.

Cao Ying just wanted to torture this person right now.

Let him hurt, let him hurt, let him cry, beg him.

However, until Ye Rongzhen was sweating profusely with his face upturned, unconscious, he almost collapsed and called him "Brother!"

"Please……"

Cao Ying's heart suddenly convulsed.

He was expressionless, as if he was not affected by the slightest bit, but it took him a long time to relax before he could recover from the suffocating pain.

Wrapped in hatred and anger again, he didn't even look at Ye Rongzhen.

Only later did Cao Ying realize that there is a kind of pain in this world called heartache.

Cao Ying tossed and tossed all night.

Until Ye Rongzhen curled up in the corner like a rag doll, his eyes lost in the dark, and if he didn't look carefully, he would think it was just a breathing corpse.

Cao Ying tore off the thin ribbon tied with the lamp at the head of the bed, and tied Ye Rongzhen, who had already had no strength to struggle, to the bed with his arms, and then locked the door behind him.

Before leaving, he told Natalie not to take care of things that should not be taken care of.

Natalie closed her mouth aggrieved.

Cao Ying drove a long way.

Thinking that Ye Rongzhen's thing got on his sister's head, he was still a little out of breath.

Everyone is in his hands, and he dares to cuckold him.

Who in this world would dare to cuckold him.

Ye Rongzhen is a hard-hearted man.

At this moment, a friend called and said that there were some fresh ones in the field that Li Changluo had built. He turned around and drove to Jingshan.

After entering the villa, he suddenly remembered how Ye Rongzhen had just raised his pretty face last night, with a look of despair, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Getting more and more irritable.

Here he found a beautiful boy named You Jing.

She is as beautiful as Ye Rongzhen.

In a daze, he called Ye Zi, and when he realized it, he realized what stupid thing he had done.

Ye Rongzhen is a fucking white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with him, who bites him from time to time.

Cao Ying took out the car keys and slapped them on the table.

"I'm ready, my brother will give you the car outside."

You Jing's eyebrows are not as long as Ye Rongzhen's, and her lips are not as red as Ye Rongzhen's, but when she smiles, she has a bit of charm that Ye Rongzhen can't match.

When I kissed her, I entangled her, with a sweet and greasy aroma.

Cao Ying pushed him away.

The boy lay in his arms with a soft smile and asked him, "Who is Ye Zi?"

Cao Ying was dumbfounded.

But the boy put his arms around his arm and said, "It can remind Mr. Cao, I want to see it too."

Cao Ying frowned, "Don't talk nonsense."

The boy smiled "You like him."

He almost broke the boy's slender neck with his hand.

The boy named You Jing looked regretfully at the car keys on the table being taken away by Cao Ying, and secretly wanted to slap himself.

Make you stupid.

Cao Ying didn't go to see Ye Rongzhen for two whole days.

He seems to have forgotten such a person, indulged himself in sensual places, and changed the people around him to play with.

It wasn't until the third day that Natalie called him, saying that if she didn't untie the rope for Ye Rongzhen, she was afraid that something would happen.

Cao Ying drove back to the courtyard.

He stood in front of the bed expressionlessly, looking at Ye Rongzhen who was tied to the bed by him.

He still maintained the same posture when he left, motionless and silent.

The person was tied up for two or three days, and his arms were bruised.

The entire leg appears to be stiff.

The thin red rope was strangling into the flesh, making it difficult to turn over.

Like a dying fish with its scales stripped off its whole body.

Dehydrated, not eager, as if predicting his own fate.