below the lord

When Nian Xia opened his eyes, his limbs were tied to an armchair, and his neck was sore from the prolonged stiffness.He looked up, his lips moving slightly.

It was dim in front of him, his vision was blurred, he could hardly see anything, but he could feel that there was a figure walking towards him in front of him.

"Master, do you want some water?" The visitor bent over and approached Nian Xia, the breath between his lips warmed his lips.

Nian Xia's heart twitched, and he vaguely recalled what happened a few hours ago. As the city lord, he voluntarily gave up Qicheng, returned to Yuecheng, and took him as a prisoner.He clearly remembered that the one who escorted him away was a young man, familiar yet unfamiliar, and the young man called him—master.

Dongdong, right?How much Nianxia wished that Niandong was still alive. After five years, he should have grown into a handsome young man like his eyes.

water?The dry lips trembled twice, calling for the source of water, a warm and moist soft object gently opened Nian Xia's lips as if responding to him, sending the clear spring into his mouth.

The feeling of being moistened was extremely comfortable, he sucked in selflessly, his cheeks were soaked in moisture and spread to the depths of his neck, his chest heaved up and down following his panting, and a strand of silver thread was drawn out with unsatisfied desire.

When his sanity gradually recovered, and his wandering consciousness was pushed back into the cage of reality, Nian Xia suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

His eyes had adapted to the darkness, he quickly scanned the room he was in, and finally returned to this face.

This is a young and handsome face, with bright eyes reflecting the tiny candlelight.The young man smiled half-smile, and licked the corner of his mouth with great interest, greedily reminiscing about the lingering breath.

The sense of shame and impatience gushed out in an instant, and I couldn't bear the hot body and mind. I was confused and entangled for a while, and too many yes and nos shuttled through my mind like a torrent.

"Master, do you feel sad to see me alive?"

"Dong... Dongdong?" Nian Xia asked tentatively, only Nian Dong would happily call herself the master, the master.

"Yes, I am the Dongdong you want to kill."

The boy's words exploded in Nian Xia's head like a thunderous roar, and the past that he didn't want to recall came overwhelming.

With hatred and unwillingness, Nian Dong stared at Nian Xia's eyes, as if he wanted to devour him.He suddenly pounced on the depths of Nian Xia's white neck like a vicious tiger, impatiently pressing on it, licking and biting frantically.

In an instant, the silky skin seemed to be stained with cinnabar, making Nian Xia's already beautiful face even more alluring, and her long black hair was entwined around her five fingertips.He violated him arrogantly, rude but mixed with delicate tenderness.

"Don't do this, Dongdong!" Nian Xia was at a loss, the ropes were stretched out on his wrists, he wanted to push away this entanglement, but he fell into a deep softness and lost his strength.

"What's wrong, Master? Do you hate me?" Nian Dong asked.

Being treated like this by someone he likes, Nian Xia only feels shy, how can he hate it?

The warm moisture brushed over his Adam's apple, which was rolling up and down, and the shyness went straight into his clothes, rushing all the way between the two thighs.When the mind was blank, the rampant desire could not help but greet this pity given by God.

No, Nian Xia shuddered, Dong Dong in his memory was a pure and innocent boy like Yang Chun Bai Xue, how could he do such presumptuous things to himself.

He fixed his eyes on the person in front of him again, the childish childlike face no longer existed, and there was more hatred and hurt engraved by time.

Nian Dong violently tore open Nian Xia's skirt, revealing the spring light under her fair neck, smooth skin from top to bottom along the curve of the beautiful shoulders and neck to the undulating chest.

On the left side, on the uneven collarbone, Nian Dong bit down deeply again.

Nian Xia snorted in pain, the dark red blood flowed out from time to time, and the fishy smell filled his mouth.Dong whispered in his ear:

"Even if you die, you are mine!"

Alternating from old to new, he left a brand of youth on his collarbone.