After dressing as a villain national teacher

When Wen Leng opened his eyes and woke up, what he saw was the bright yellow tent roof as usual.

His eyes swept down, just like the previous few days, his body had been put on a soft robe again, probably the little emperor condescended to help him wash his body, and his body was very refreshed.

The light pink scars all over the body felt itchy and slightly painful, while the scars on both shoulders were not as hot as yesterday, and seemed to feel better after being smeared with medicine.

The shameful part behind her was also cool and cool, probably treated by rubbing medicine.

Wen Leng was no longer as shy as the first time after his body was washed, and the medicine was rubbed there. After all, he had slept on the bed three times, so why bother so much!

Cheng Huan was forced to come down several times, and her body seemed to have adapted to the intercourse between men. At least after last night, the pain behind her was no longer as severe as the previous two times.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his body adaptability is so good, should he be happy or sad...

But the first time was really fucking painful, the tearing pain is still fresh in his memory.

I have to say, the little emperor is really terrifying...

He almost suspected that he would be killed that night for the first time!

Fortunately, I am alive and kicking now, which is really gratifying.

It's just what is the number of the little emperor?He still can't figure it out.

The meticulous actions after the affair seemed to be able to glimpse a trace of tenderness. When he couldn't help but feel throbbing in his heart, the little emperor would cruelly abuse him without hesitation, making all the sympathy he thought a joke.

But since he hates himself so much, why does he have to take care of himself so meticulously after every affair, he could have ignored it...

Wen Leng closed his eyes, no longer thinking about the little emperor's unpredictable behavior.

Royal study.

Xiao Jin held the memorial in his hand and had been reading it for less than half an hour, but he hadn't finished reading even one of the memorials.

After the memorial was still on the table, Xiao Jin raised his fingers and rubbed the center of his brows, trying to sort out the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

The national teacher's exquisite face, beautiful and alluring body, and the light pink scars on his body...all of them will constantly flash in his mind.

He faintly sensed that something was wrong with him, was he too soft-hearted towards the national teacher?

Every time he made up his mind to torture the national teacher severely, but when he saw the national teacher's pain during the torture, he would change his attention and turn into a strange punishment that he could not understand.

Is it because you feel that the national teacher is a mysterious person, you will feel compassion?Or is it because you can't control your body's desires when facing the national teacher?

Maybe both.

The body of the national teacher is as fascinating as a poppy. Every time he touches it, it will make him longing, so he can't control his behavior every time, and finally goes to Wushan with the national teacher.

The influence of the national teacher on him is increasing day by day, and if this continues, he always feels that he will let the national teacher go... This is not a good thing.

The bony fingers tapped regularly on the table, what can be done to reduce the influence of the national teacher on him?

Xiao Jin suddenly remembered that the national teacher had tried to invade him a few years ago, but he resisted with all his strength and refused to obey, so the national teacher failed.

Later, the national teacher's animal desires were not satisfied, so he was punished and locked in a secret room for a whole month, trying to torture him mentally, and made him obey him.

A normal person will go crazy within half a month in the secret room, and even the hardest bones will eventually collapse...

But he never begged the national teacher for mercy from the beginning to the end, until a month later, he appeared in front of the national teacher intact, although the national teacher was unwilling, but maybe he lost interest in him, and finally let him go over him.

Xiao Jin leaned back on the chair behind, his eyes were empty, thinking about what happened in the dark room.

There is only boundless darkness there, and there is only darkness as companion day and night. There is no light, no popularity, only your own existence. After a long time, that feeling can really drive people crazy.

Fortunately, in the end he made it through, although his temper has only grown more violent since then.

But it's better than committing to the national teacher, that hypocrite with a human face and a beast heart!

The fingers tapping on the table stopped, and Xiao Jin's lips curled into a cruel smile, then the national teacher should also be placed in the dark room with no sky.

It also made him feel the loneliness and fear of being alone in the boundless darkness, and shutting the national teacher in one place, so that he won't be soft-hearted if he can't see it!

Xiao Jin left the imperial study and went back to his bedroom. Seeing the contented expression on the teacher's face, he couldn't help but feel cold. After a few days, you won't be so proud.

Seeing that the little emperor came back during the day, Wen Leng was a little surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He just glanced at it and stopped looking, continuing to stare elsewhere for his own amusement.

Xiao Jin said with a gentle smile: "National Teacher, I have been confined in the dormitory these days, and I will take you to another place today."

Hearing what the little emperor said, Wen Leng felt a little happy. He was imprisoned on the bed, and he wanted to go out for a long time.

It seems that the little emperor is in an unusually good mood today!

"If that's the case, it would be great." Wen Leng replied lightly, without showing any joy, perhaps, he could take this opportunity to escape.

Xiao Jin leaned down, so close that he could kiss Wen Leng's lips by moving forward a little.

But he slashed his neck with a knife and knocked him out.

Seeing the master's silver eyes unable to close, Xiao Jin smiled slightly, stroked his cheek and said softly: "Don't worry, I'll take you right away."

After untying the silver chains on Wen Leng's hands and feet, Xiao Jin put the chains in his arms, carried Wen Leng in his arms, and went to a specially built darkroom.

After placing Wen Leng in that room, he tied his feet with chains, leaving only his hands for eating, so as not to starve to death.

How boring it would be to die like this, he just wants him to live to feel the pain!

Ming Anli prepared dry food and drinking water for a month and put them next to the national teacher, and Xiao Jin left the dark room.

When Wen Leng woke up again, he felt the pain in his neck and rubbed it with his hands to feel better.

Before he opened his eyes, he thought it was because the little eunuch had extinguished the candles early that the hall was so dark.

But soon Wen Leng's sluggish brain reacted, his hands froze in mid-air, and he opened his eyes.

It was pitch black, and there was no light at all.

"Fuck, what did you do to Master Wen?" But no one answered him, only his own voice.

So this is the so-called taking him out? !

Sure enough, one shouldn't have any expectations of the petite emperor! !

He waved his hand in front of his eyes. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the flow of air.

His hands were not tied and he could move. Wen Leng wanted to stand up happily, but was tripped and fell to the ground.

It's stupid, this is the feet are still tied!He knew that the little emperor was not that kind.

His hands fumbled around, as if he had touched something, but his eyes couldn't see it, so he could only identify it by groping.

It turned out to be food and water.

Wen Leng turned over, put his hands behind his head, lay on the cold floor, and analyzed the current situation.

He was locked in a dark room, and there was enough water and food around him. It seemed that he should be able to live for a long time, and he would not die of hunger and thirst.

Could this be what Xiaojiao's wife said last time about shutting down the small black house for a month?

In order to verify what he thought in his heart, he tapped his little wife in his mind, "Mo Mo, come quickly, I have something to ask you."

Mo Mo said indifferently: "Host, what do you want to ask?"

Wen Leng was a little speechless towards his little wife whose attitude fluctuated between hot and cold, which was also a strange thing.

"Let me ask you, is it time for the hero to imprison the villain's national teacher for a month?"

Mo Mo continued to speak indifferently: "Congratulations, you got the answer right. That's how it is. Next, you will stay here for a month. By the way, a warm reminder, even the most powerful dead man can't stay here for 20 days. Host, I wish you all the best!" Good luck, my little wife is about to go offline, drop!"

Wen Leng said sadly: "You go." Silence returned in his mind, and Mo Mo seemed to have escaped.

The most powerful slayer can't survive 20 days, how long can he last?Can he really survive a month later and be released by the little emperor after finishing this plot?

No, he can't sit still like this!

Wen Leng wanted to gather his internal strength and break the chains on his feet, but after working hard for a long time, his body was still so weak that it was impossible to achieve it.

He struggled to stand up, but because his feet were tied, he could only walk forward in a sad way.

Finally, I touched the wall and walked along the wall, trying to find the door of the dark room and see if I could find a way to open it.

When he finally found what seemed to be the door, he was a little disappointed. It was an unusually thick stone door, and it couldn't be opened by manpower.

Wen Leng shook his right wrist and called out, "Little Green."

Little Green hadn't heard the master's call for a long time, and happily transformed into a slender vine shape, her head rubbed against Wen Leng's cheek affectionately.

"Little green, get bigger and see if you can break through that door."

Wen Leng gave Xiaolu an order, and used his ability to control Xiaolu's body to become thicker and stronger. In that state, it was almost as thick as two people.

"Go." Following Wen Leng's order, Xiaolu slammed her extremely stout body into the Shimen.

Hearing Shimen's bang, he trembled violently, but remained motionless.

Wen Leng controlled Xiaolu to attack several times, but he couldn't break through the stone door. In the end, Xiaolu didn't dare to hit again, as if it hurt.

Xiaolu came up to Wen Leng aggrieved, and a small pile of leaves fell down.

Wen Leng was almost amused, but he no longer made things difficult for Xiaolu. Although the transformed Xiaolu was thicker, the essence of plants could not be changed, and was far less hard than stones.

It seems that they can only survive for a month and wait for the little emperor to let him out. After all, there is no other way.

"Okay, come back."

Xiaolu happily changed her body quickly, and reattached to Wen Leng's right wrist as a simple green bracelet.

Wen Leng hopped back to the original place, where there were objects and water, it was most convenient to stay there, and sat down with difficulty against the wall, after tossing and tossing for so long, he was too tired.

After drinking some water, eating some dry food, and resting for a long time, Wen Leng relieved his physical fatigue.