The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

Jimo Qi fell into a drowsy sleep. In a trance, he saw the child who had a crush on him, and smiled genuinely and brightly at him. Suddenly, there was a burning heat in his heart. Somewhat at a loss, his mind became more and more drowsy. What did you say in your own mouth?It was completely ignorant, and in just a moment, the fire in my heart spread to my whole body.

Jimo Qi was very uncomfortable and in pain, especially after having endured thirty whips on his back, he felt strands of lingering pain tearing apart his thin back.

The flames burned his body, and he was like a fish surrounded by flames, with nowhere to escape, even though he struggled desperately, he still couldn't move a finger.

Father, is this another way of punishment for father?He didn't dare anymore, he really didn't dare anymore, Jimo Qi has always been strong and indifferent in this boundless flame hell, and those who don't care, are all like paper, being brutally torn apart, He cried heartily, crying out for pain, he is not a monster, not a bloodless and tearless monster, he is also...a human!

He sighed, as if because of his begging for mercy, his father let him go, and there was a faint chill on his chest.Although he couldn't extinguish the flame, it gave him a little relief from his tense nerves.

"Well!"

With a low snort, the chest seemed to be embedded by something icy, a little cold and a little hot, the two slender things were playing there casually, and the pain was hot, Jimo Qi hummed dissatisfiedly, At some point, the moving hands grabbed the two cool things and let them let go of her ravaged breasts. They seemed to stiffen for a moment, and Jimo Qi followed the instinctive pursuit and pulled the The life-saving cold air pressed towards his abdomen.

Jun Tianyao stared blankly at his two imprisoned fingers, then glanced at Jimo Qi, who seemed to be really comatose, and felt the perfect touch under his fingers, like silk and satin, slippery without leaving his hand, and then Coupled with the little drops of water that haven't dried out, it's really tempting. The lower abdomen feels a little hot.

The two fingers pinched violently, squeezed hard, and let out another low, muffled groan. The person holding his finger lost his strength and let him save his finger.

"It seems that you are not as cold as you appear on the surface. Unfortunately, my young master is still growing up, otherwise, I would have dealt with you long ago!"

Jun Tianyao didn't think about the Mars that he picked up first, instead, after lightly touching his little thing with his little hand, he angrily blamed Jimo Qi.

Carefully took off the tattered black clothes that were half hanging on the boy's body, swayed his fingers nimbly, not daring to touch Jimo Qi's skin again, he was not afraid of burning the boy's lust, but he was afraid that he would die early It vents Yuanyang, and it doesn't grow tall.

He took off Jimo Qi's clothes solemnly, and in the end, only a pair of obscene trousers were left for him, and the whip marks on Jimo Qi's back that were about to fester were swaying in front of Jun Tianyao's eyes.

Jun Tianyao curled his lips, guessing this, it was the father of this noble boy who beat him, the whip penetrated into his flesh, he was bruised and merciless, he did not hold back his hands, he fought with his father, some of them.

After studying Jimo Qi's wound, Jun Tianyao showed some kindness once, turned the frail young man over and let him sleep beside the fire in a prone position.

With the young man's upturned buttocks, slender waist, and thin abdomen, Jun Tianyao's nose felt a little hot.

Closing his eyes, and muttering a few words silently, Jun Tianyao put the pile of clothes that Jimo Qi had taken off by the fire, and took off his own clothes, but his whole body was stripped naked. Naked and generous, she sat beside Jimo Qi without any embarrassment.

With the cool wind whizzing, Jun Tianyao consciously leaned himself towards the human body stove.

The half-naked boy was lying quietly in the dirt, his jade-colored skin was all the more seductive against the dark-colored dirt.The slender hands were tightly tied together by cloth strips, and they were pulled high above the head. Under the reflection of the fire, the scarred back was dyed a layer of gold. masochistic illustration.

Jun Tianyao tilted his little head, because of his masterpiece, his breathing became a little heavier, and his calmness and natural coolness became invalid. His pink lips evoked a nondescript evil smile: "Hey! Little beauty, don't struggle anymore, obediently obey me!"

Naturally, the comatose Jimo Qi couldn't accuse Jun Tianyao of being shameless. He was obviously afraid of being teased, so he tied himself tightly. If he was awake now, he would definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Tianyao felt that he was well-prepared, and after he finished that well-spoken line, he was like a hungry tiger jumping on a sheep. His petite body jumped on top of his slender body. In the light of the fire, the two bodies moved up and down. The ground overlaps, how many beautiful and ambiguous, all dyed.

If he can't eat fragrant meat, let him have his hands full and mouth addicted!