Sacrifice of evil god

Where can I find red beans?Qi Yue at this moment, how could he be in the mood to think about it?

The toothpick that was placed in the cup bumped against the porcelain wall, making him flustered.Tie's mind was as active as a real dice, no matter which side was turned up, it was like the verdict of Qi Yue's fate.

Qi Yue stared into Tie's eyes, not sure what he wanted to hear: "Evil Lord, what red beans, I don't know..."

"Don't worry, I'll let you know..." Tie smiled, and at the same time picked up the apron covering Qi Yue's body, and slowly lifted it up.

Qi Yue felt that when Tie Ding Ding looked at her and smiled, it was more intrusive than when her eyes were wide open.He held his breath, waiting for an answer.But soon, his breathing was really not so smooth - the apron hanging around Qi Yue's neck was pulled up by Tie, directly covering Qi Yue's face.The piece of cloth was pressed down, and Qi Yue's eyes were completely dark.

"Don't let me see that coquettish face of yours! It makes me sick to see it." These words were against my will, but it was actually Qi Yue's face, which was so beautiful that it made his heart soften.He also hid the second half of the sentence in his heart: Who are you trying to deceive with your innocent face?

At this moment, Qi Yue was lying helplessly on the cold floor with her naked body as white as jade.Naked and pitiful, like a sex slave doll tied up by a pervert to play with it as much as you want, completely covered, you can't see anything, only the sackcloth that covers your face is left, in a burst of weak breaths, slightly Ups and downs, showing a little vitality.

Tie's voice suddenly became unbelievably gentle, mixed with feigned surprise: "Ah! Look, Meiguan, there's a red bean here!"

Qi Yue probably already guessed it.The next moment, the sharp pain in his chest confirmed his guess.

Tie grabbed the pistil on Qi Yue's left chest and pulled violently, causing Qi Yue to cry out in pain.The originally small and lovely meat became congested and stiff in an instant, and it really turned into a sweet red bean.Tie tilted his head, looked at his own results carefully, stretched out his fingers and quickly kneaded them a few times, so that the delicate and beautiful shape could last longer, and chanted in satisfaction: "I advise you to pick more, This thing loves me the most... Meiguaner, do you still remember the scene where I covered you with rouge before we parted in the south hall? You were so beautiful at that time..."

How could Qi Yue not remember?After that day, he and Tie were separated for a long time, so long that that person became a wound in his heart, and so long that the self in his previous life finally decided that some feelings were thoughts that he could not stop at all.But Qi Yue didn't want to answer "remember", because that was the memory of her ancestor Qi Mei, and it wasn't the story of him and Tie that she really experienced.

The head under the sackcloth answered in a low voice: "I don't remember, I don't remember. As I said, I am really not the ancestor Qi Mei. Xiaoyue just wants to have beautiful memories with you, the evil lord, that belong to us alone. Let the past go with the wind..."

"Follow the wind? Is it that easy!"

A cold glass suddenly fell down, covering the "red bean" on Qi Yue's left chest.The pressure made Qi Yue's skin stick to the mouth of the cup without leaving a gap.

"Meiguaner, it's all over now. We have dice cups and red beans, so we can turn around." After finishing speaking, Tie slowly groaned as he turned the exquisitely painted blue and white porcelain cover. He wrote the poem "Linglong dice and red beans, you will know what you don't know when you love each other deeply", what you are saying is romantic, but what you are doing in your hand is the Shura torture that punished Qi Yue.

The toothpick that he deliberately put in, the pointed end of Qi Yue's nipples would be scraped against Qi Yue's nipples from time to time, the needle-like pain, mixed with the strange sexual pleasure, aroused Qi Yue like a dying Like a fish, writhing its white and tender fleshy body on the floor.

More whimpers, mixed with unspoken intermittent begging for mercy, came from under the hood.During the convulsions, another stream of warm pregnant water flowed out from the shameful back hole, wandering along the floor, under the sexy white buttocks, it was as wet as a small river.

This is not deep lovesickness, this is deep hatred, deep torture, and deep despair.

"Pa", when Tie finally pulled the porcelain pot from Qi Yue's chest, Qi Yue sat up with red eyes, and saw that in the center of the deep sunken mark, the tip of her nipple, which had been played with so much, had been scratched a little. Flesh and flesh, dots of star red emerged from the ditch, as if blood was about to ooze.

Back then when Qi Mei was mending, she accidentally pricked her fingertips, and Tao Tie's affectionate expression with closed eyes was vaguely visible, as if yesterday.But now, it was Qi Yue who was injured instead, but in Tie's eyes, there was no sympathy at all.

The blood-red stick was thrown between Qi Yue's legs, and Tie said, "Okay, this one is enough. Let me see how you use this little stick to pick out rice grains." Bar."