[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

The pale lamp shadow spread a thin layer of light and shadow on the young man's pink and tender skin, and the oversized pure white shirt was badly torn, hanging crookedly from the string marks.The snow skin peeled off from the inside showed a series of beautiful red marks, winding and winding along the slender waist, it is simply a work of art carefully crafted by the Creator!

Woo, beauty is crying!

I really want to ruthlessly destroy, tear up, ravage, and make him cry.

"Does Smelly care about brother so much?" Shen Mo presumptuously pinched Lingding Xiang's shoulders hard, pinched out a beautiful red finger, and then turned to the delicate collarbone, "I'm going to be jealous!"

It was like a warning: "From now on, the smelly treasure can only belong to Momo alone! Don't mention that blind brother again!"

The fingertips lingered on the collarbone for a moment, and gently stroked the delicate neck. There were pinched finger marks on it, and two shallow tooth marks, "Woo, has the smelly treasure been bitten by brother? What's next?" ? Have you ever been bitten by your brother?"

The tip of the tongue sticks out of the thin lips, with a little force, pinching and licking on the teeth marks, with an unconcealable aggression and gradually heavier breathing.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

Jiang Yuran's forbearance had reached its limit, imitating Shen Qian's tone and roaring: "Enough!"

Shen Mo seemed to be shocked, and stopped all movements instantly.

The atmosphere gradually spread in silence.

Jiang Yuran bit his lip, feeling that this trick seemed to be very effective, and continued to imitate Shen Qian's tone: "You are too long-winded, don't you just ask you a question? Do you need to talk a lot of nonsense?"

Although the imposing manner is a bit weaker than Shen Qian's, Jiang Yuran imitated it well, and even extended the ending: "Say, what's your brother's situation now?"

A hint of intense hunger flashed through Shen Mo's long and narrow eyes, and then he smiled again, the corners of his lips curled up in a beautiful arc, revealing two pointed canine teeth, but he didn't answer the question, "Wahhaha, what is this smelly treasure?" It's like a big brother for a moment!"

"Is it because you have been with him for a long time, and his stinky body is also contagious?"

"But Momo really likes it! It feels like my brother has suddenly become smaller, younger than me, and can be trampled on at will! Hahaha! It's really exciting!"

Jiang Yuran: "..."

Jiang Yuran: "How long have your symptoms lasted?"

Shen Mo: "?"

Jiang Yuran sighed softly: "I have read some books about human mental illness. Your symptoms are called bipolar disorder in medicine. If my guess is correct, deep down in your heart, you must like you Brother, right?"

Shen Mo was no longer insane.

A rare panic appeared in the long and narrow eyes!

Jiang Yuran continued to make up nonsense, in fact, to delay time, it is best to persuade him to take off the things that cover his eyes, and see where it is before making any plans.

"But because of your brother's close relatives and blood relationship, you can't love him blatantly! You can only suppress the emotion of not being able to love in the depths of your heart! Gradually squeeze and intensify, in the end it is because you can't get it." Release, make you extreme and sick!"

"You purposely blinded your brother's eyes and took away his status, his food, and everything from him. The purpose is to increase your status in his mind. What you really want to possess is not me,"

"It's your own brother!"

Come on, let's talk nonsense!This young master has never seen anything in the world, and he will be fooled by you?

But he didn't know that Shen Mo's thoughts had all been guessed by mistake!

There was a trace of pain in his beautiful brows, "You are talking nonsense, it's not like this!"

"Isn't it?"

Jiang Yuran raised the corners of his lips teasingly, and a black tie was covering his eyes, revealing a jade-colored cheek, which was made even more radiant by the black, "Do you dare to look into my eyes and say such a thing?"

Shen Mo seemed to see Shen Qian's shadow, and accidentally pulled down the tie!

The four eyes met each other, and there was no panic in those eyes that seemed to be soaked in rain and dew forever. They were clean and clear to the bottom, as if they could penetrate the soul of a person.

Jiang Yuran smiled as if he had succeeded in a trick, and said every word: "Admit it, Sao Nian! You are Xi, Huan, your brother!"

No no no, impossible.

Shen Mo wanted to spit out a series of swear words and duplicity, but he looked at the eyes that completely conformed to his aesthetic standards, so pure that there was no blemish, he just couldn't pick up the words.

Jiang Yuran said in his heart, what the hell, I can't really guess it, right?

On the surface, he remained calm: "Shen Mo, this is just a disease, don't be afraid, I can cure it for you."

Shen Mo's mood surged for a moment.

In this life, apart from Shen Qian, no one else told him not to be afraid!

For a moment, unspeakable feelings appeared in his eyes, and it took him a long time to ask: "Then tell me, what is my disease?"

"A very stubborn form of bipolar disorder."

"speak English!"

"It's a neuropathy!"

Shen Mo was taken aback.

After looking at each other briefly, "Wow ha ha ha..."

He laughed like a lunatic, and the laughter floated in the huge basement.

Taking advantage of his madness, Jiang Yuran glanced at his surroundings from the corner of his eye.

He was strapped to a European-style carved ivory wooden chair, similar in style to the one he had worn when he first came here.

It is estimated that they like to use this kind of chair to bind people, perhaps because of the heavy weight, the prey is not easy to escape.

Next to it was a table with flowers and red wine, a burning red candle, some sharp knives, a small black leather whip, a few clips of unknown purpose, with a Little golden bell!

And next to the table, damn it, there's a bed!

There are iron chains specially used to restrain people, metal handcuffs, neatly stacked towels, and several boxes of condoms at the head of the bed.

These are not the point.

The point is that on the surrounding shelves, there are transparent glass cylinders filled with a translucent light blue viscous liquid, and in the middle of the liquid, there are hideous and distorted human heads!

Those people have male and female heads, and the most obvious feature is that they all look better.

And almost all the eyes and mouths were opened to an unbelievably exaggerated angle. If their hair were not still floating in the liquid, Jiang Yuran would have thought they were just sculptures.

Fuck!

This is not a psychopath, it is clearly a perverted murderer, right? ! !

Shen Mo finally finished laughing, grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him, "Are you scolding me in disguise?"

Jiang Yuran was fine at first, but he was a little scared when he saw the head with detoxification eyes.

This bastard doesn't want to fry himself first, then kill himself, and then soak himself in that kind of glass jar, right?

"I didn't scold you,"

He calmed down a little, and tried his best to keep his breathing smooth, "I'm serious when I say this, because I also have this disease, and it's all in the advanced stage."

If these things worked for him, Jiang Yuran felt that he could make up a novel out of nothing.

"Are you sick too?"

Shen Mo became interested in an instant, but his movements did not intend to let him go. He picked up the small clip with a golden bell on the table, and caught the red grain on the boy's chest line!

"hiss……"

The sensitive part was touched, Jiang Yuran took a breath, and greeted the eighteen generations of the man in front of him from the bottom of his heart: "Well, we can be regarded as sympathetic, why don't you let me go, I..."

"Let go of you?"

Shen Mo's slender fingertips twisted the small clip and pulled it back and forth, "Let me go, what am I playing?"

Sure enough, there is no logic in talking to a neurotic.

Seems like a different way of thinking.

Jiang Yuran was so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry, his small face was flushed, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "You are like this... I feel very uncomfortable, or you let me go, and I will play with you, okay?" ?”

Shen Mo: "?"_Jiao caramel hall_

Jiang Yuran pretended to swallow his saliva, "I will accompany you to play games that only adults can play, and make sure we are both comfortable. How boring is it that you tie me up like this?"

As he spoke, he also intentionally poked out a small section of the bright red tip of his tongue, and lightly brushed over his pink lips, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, his seductive lust leaked out like spring water that couldn't be hidden, which made people think about it.

Shen Mo's eyes lit up, and he licked the back of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, "What if I let you go and ran away?"

Jiang Yuran narrowed her beautiful eyes, and leaned towards him a little, "You are so interesting, why am I willing to run away? Smelly treasure?"

"You, you don't hate me?" Shen Mo was obviously shocked.

Jiang Yuran smiled very lightly, and his clear water pupils glowed with longing and anticipation, "Didn't I say that we share the same illness and sympathy for each other."

"call……"

The pink soft lips pouted lightly, and blew some warm air towards the man's handsome face, "To be honest, I like you just like you."

"It's coquettish, romantic, interesting, and exciting! Unlike your brother, he's blind and has a bad temper. He's not good at that, he can't even kiss... If he didn't threaten me, how could I fall in love with a blind man like him? ?”

"click~"

Shen Mo pressed the recording button of the camera hanging around his neck, and showed Jiang Yuran the newly recorded video, his eyes glowing with heat: "Smelly treasure, I knew that you wouldn't like him! "

Jiang Yuran was completely dumbfounded.

Has this guy been recording videos?

The young man on the screen only saw a delicate little face with blush, half of his bare shoulders, shoulders and collarbone, and even on his slender neck, there were ambiguous red marks that made people imagine.

You can't even see the rope used to bind him below!

"Smelly treasure, what do you think if my brother sees this video?"

With Shen Qian's temper, he might kill me.

Jiang Yuran smiled indifferently, "Didn't you say that he can't even get out of the operating room? Can he still see?"

The topic returned to the original point in an instant.

It was obviously a trap set by him, Shen Mo, how could he be led astray by going around?

So what just happened?

It was obviously expected to damage his nipple first, and then cut it off, watching him screaming in pain, bleeding profusely, crying and begging for mercy, why did the plot skip?

"He really can't get out of the operating room!"

Shen Mo quickly took the initiative, picked up a pair of sharp scissors on the table, "So, don't worry, Smelly, we have time to play slowly!"