This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Wen Zhe's fear was written all over his face, and the tense and terrified expression had not subsided for a moment since Rong Xuehuai beckoned him over.

Rong Xuehuai sighed softly.

"The fourth thing, I don't like beating and scolding people, and I won't abuse you or beat and scold you, so don't always scare yourself." After the voice fell, Rong Xuehuai paused for a while, and after a while, she showed a slight smile. With a narrow smile: "If I find out what you're thinking about, I'll punish you."

When Wen Zhe heard the word "punishment", he shrunk his neck subconsciously, but the opponent's hand didn't stop because of his dodge.A not-so-heavy brain collapse was flicked on his forehead by Mr. Hua.

"Does it hurt?"

Wen Zhe shook his head in a daze, a little confused in his heart: What is Mr. Hua going to do?

"Very good." Hua Jun saw him shaking his head, and his voice was somewhat satisfied: "If you violate any of the above four points, I will punish you like this." Although he pronounced the word "punishment" very decisively, his tone Gently added: "When I punish you, I won't make you hurt more than now."

Having made everything clear, Rong Xuehuai gently pushed Wen Zhe who was in her arms: "Okay, get off me."

Wen Zhe said yes, slipped out of Mr. Hua's arms, and subconsciously wanted to kneel down to salute and leave, but then remembered the other party's order just now, and hurriedly stood up straight as soon as he bent his knees.

He was still a little afraid that Mr. Hua would be angry because of his impoliteness, so he sneaked a glance at Mr. Hua, only to see the other party's encouraging expression: "Very well, we must do this."

Wen Zhe took a few steps back with his head down, and was called out by Mr. Hua again: "It's still half a day away from my residence, and I don't have many things to pass the time when I go out to visit this time—are you literate? ——Since you don’t know it, use this to fool you.”

Hearing the other party talk about "passing the time", the first thing Wen Zhe thought of was those tormenting aphrodisiac utensils. Stainless steel utensils set in circles.

Wen Zhe took it with both hands, but for a moment he didn't know where it was used.If it is imprisoned on the penis, the small ring is obviously set on a sword-hilt-shaped frame and cannot be used.If it is used in the back hole, it is flat and has no handle. If it is buckled on the chest, the steel ring is too big.

This is...how is it used?

Seeing his hesitation, Rong Xuehuai knew that he probably hadn't seen this thing before. Thinking of Wen Zhe's life experience and the whip wounds on his body, Rong Xuehuai's voice became softer: "Come here, I'll teach you."

He stood up, held Wen Zhe's hands from behind, and took him a few movements to remove the first ring from the frame: "This is a series of nine rings. If you want to remove all nine rings, at least It takes 340 steps. The journey is long and boring, so you hold it first.”

Wen Zhe originally thought it was a tool for obscenity, but he didn't expect it to be a toy.

The difference of one word makes a world of difference.

This was the first toy he held in his hand since he was a child.

Wen Zhe held the silver Nine Links in his palm, fearing that he might break his grip, he hastily and cautiously loosened his grip, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Hua, for rewarding me."

"Wrong." Rong Xuehuai pressed the young man's thin shoulders, and corrected the other's words gently and earnestly: "It's not a reward... whatever I give you later, it's not a reward either. I don't like 'rewards' very much." 'This word, what I give you, is either a gift or a reward."

Seeing that Wen Zhe still had confusion in his eyes, he knew that the child might not be able to tell the difference between "reward" and "encouragement", so he smiled kindly and explained plainly: "The rewards for you must be You like it yourself. So you can tell me what you like."

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Wen Zhe was seriously unraveling the Nine Links.Not counting the first ring that Rong Xuehuai took him to untie, he had already untied three.Now it's stuck on the fifth, no matter how I fiddle with it, I can't get it out.

Here he is pushing Jiu Lianhuan, and he is completely ecstatic.Rong Xuehuai glanced out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but smile, but the half of the smile was cold on her face, and the remaining half turned into a mocking cold snort.

Wen Zhe was startled by the cold snort, and quickly stood up to look at Rong Xuehuai's face. He was a little afraid in his heart that he had done something wrong to offend Mr. Hua... Maybe he didn't need to do anything wrong, as long as the other party was in a bad mood, he would be fine. Enough to toss yourself casually.

Rong Xuehuai didn't look at Wen Zhe.He walked a few steps unhurriedly, rolled up the sleeves of his robe and waved the curtain across the air, looked at the circle of black and purple surrounding the carriage and sneered disgustedly: "The rats are so brave, dare to stop my car." .”

The Mo Xiu, who was guarding against the purple-black smoke, was originally full of complacency, but he was startled when he saw Rong Xuehuai's appearance. The effort to roll up the car curtain was enough for him to take a thorough look at the deserted clothes in the car , that already dead blue face was even more lifeless.

Under the extreme shock, the demon cultivator blurted out his astonishment: "Han, Mr. Han Luhua!"

He didn't even have time to withdraw the magic weapon that stopped the car and spewed purple smoke, and immediately jumped up and prepared to escape.

However, the moment he jumped up, Moxiu could clearly see the restless warmth in the car.

The magic cultivator suddenly chuckled, and the movement of running away immediately stopped.The laughter was as rough as sandpaper rubbing, and it carried a kind of sharpness: "Boy, I was almost deceived by you. Who doesn't know that Mr. Han Luhua is a heavenly eunuch, not close to the human body. If you want to pretend in your next life, you have to pretend!"

The disciple who drained all of Wen Zhe's blood in his previous life turned to the magic way. Because of this, Wen Zhe had always had a deep shadow on the magic cultivator.

He never expected that he would hear this shocking secret right afterward, and his mind was shaken for a while, and after recovering from it, he wished that he would die immediately.

As for any man, I am afraid that there is no one who doesn't care about his "ability".Regardless of whether this matter is true or false, there is always a reason for it to spread.What's more, Wen Zhe still remembers the rumors about Lord Han's cruelty that he heard in his previous life, combined with this news, he just thinks it's too reasonable.

If a man is really bad, his mind will inevitably be twisted and perverted; and this bad person has great power, so it is probably not surprising that he will do anything.The Second Young Master Guanghua likes to use torture for fun because he comes from a noble family, and he is tired of ordinary things. Only the blood and pain of others excites him, and Lord Hanhua likes this...

Maybe it's because of his "no way" that he likes to play with men, torture them to death, and even like to watch the distorted scenes of people having sex with monsters?

Wen Zhe was too aware of the identity of his plaything.He just heard such a piece of news. If it is true, Mr. Hua will be displeased after being ripped off. It is only natural to vent to himself; Is it true or false.

Although he appeared gentle and stable when he was well-dressed, but after taking off his clothes... Wen Zhe still believed in the rumors he heard from his companions in his previous life.

The second young master of Guanghua is flamboyant and luxurious, doesn't he also look like a good-tempered son?

He was terrified for a while, thinking that if these two people were fighting, he would never have a good life if he won; for a while, he squeezed the Jiulianhuan tightly in his hand, and was awakened by the hard touch, thinking of the first time in his life It's good to get the toy once, and I hope that Mr. Hanyuhua can win.

... If Hua Jun wins, he will beg Hua Jun to let him die happily.Wen Zhe never wanted to suffer a second time with those methods in his previous life.

Rong Xuehuai laughed angrily when he heard the other party's nonsense: "I wanted to keep your whole body, but you don't seem to want it."

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the sneer on his lips slowly condensed into a murderous intent: "You have such strong resentment, you must be possessed by a demon...Let's pay off your sins slowly today."

Wen Zhe only watched the beginning of the battle between the two.Because Huajun seemed to remember that he was still watching, so he cast a spell to blindfold him, and told him, "Don't look, don't be afraid."

However, even if he only read the beginning, Wen Zhe could conclude that it was a massacre.

From the very beginning, Mr. Hanyuhua had the absolute upper hand. Even though he only watched the initial movements, Wen Zhe could still see the blood-red exploding pieces on the man's body one after another.Later, even though his sight was blocked, Wen Zhe still heard the other party's involuntary shriek - short and only one sound, probably Hua Jun blocked the other party's voice.Because he is half of the blood of the monster clan, Wen Zhe has always had a keen sense of smell, and for a while, his nose is filled with a dreadful and sticky smell of blood.

Wen Zhe couldn't see now, even if he was afraid, he could only take two steps back tremblingly, and just happened to sit on the chair behind him.His legs were weak, and he couldn't stand up for a while, so he sat quietly on the chair shaking.

To this day, he has completely concluded that what he heard in his previous life is definitely not a lie.

Mr. Han Luhua is indeed a brutal person, there is no doubt about it.

The only thing he is afraid of now... and it is indeed too likely to come true is, will Mr. Hua treat him like that next time?

The car curtain was brushed by Rong Xuehuai who had re-entered the car, Wen Zhe heard his footsteps approaching, and then a warm fingertip touched his forehead covered in cold sweat, and the thick darkness in front of him was lifted. Disperse like another day.

There was a pungent and cool fragrance coming from the other party's cuff, just like the fragrance of hibiscus blooming in summer, without the slightest smell of blood.

The first time Wen Zhe regained his light, what he saw was the concerned eyes of Jun Hanhua: "So afraid?"

Wen Zhe didn't even dare to say anything, he swayed, and knelt down in front of the other party, his forehead was so close that he seemed to be able to touch Mr. Hua's robe: "I shouldn't listen... I beg you... I beg you Little slave, die quickly!"

How ridiculous, this morning, he was still holding on to this person's sleeve and single-mindedly trying to survive, but now he is kneeling at this person's feet, just begging for a simple death.

He lay on the ground trembling with fear, only to hear the soft sigh of Mr. Han Suhua.

The next moment, he was lifted up by a gust of air. Hua Jun looked at him with helplessness and self-reproach, but the words that came out of his mouth were reproaches: "It's so good, why don't you die. I just ordered four for you. The rules, you violated three rules at once... Stretch your head over here."

Although the words were full of accusations inside and out, Hua Jun's tone was very gentle.

This is... being forgiven?Wen Zhe couldn't help thinking this way, and felt that he was really dreaming.

Seeing that he was not moving, Rong Xuehuai lifted the opponent's chin by herself, curled up her fingers, and flicked Wen Zhe's forehead three times dully.The strength was exactly as he promised, and none of it hurt more than the first demonstration.

"Okay." Rong Xuehuai put down her hands, and added to Wen Zhe: "Next time I ask you to stick your head over and if you don't listen, I'll play you a little more."

Wen Zhe stared blankly at Rong Xuehuai, the other party's expression was still as gentle as when he gave him the Nine Chains.Perhaps it was because of the kind of joy of the aftermath that Hua Jun would not turn his back on, Wen Zhe suddenly wanted to laugh, really wanted to laugh.

Rong Xuehuai took a step back, looked at Wen Zhe, and saw that his complexion had recovered, so he announced the fifth rule: "Fifth rule, I don't like to listen to people talk about life and death lightly. I don't allow you to repeat it over and over again." Beg me to kill you - this is the most serious punishment, if you dare to commit the crime again, I will slap you three times."

Seeing Wen Zhe nod his head heavily, Rong Xuehuai showed a smile: "Also, next time you are afraid, you can tell me. No matter when you are afraid, why you are afraid, and to what extent you are afraid, you can tell me. Even if there is only one A little scared, you can say it."

Not knowing where the courage came from, he pushed Wen Zhe and asked Rong Xuehuai: "If I said... what would you do?"

Rong Xuehuai smiled faintly.

"Like just now, if you said you were afraid, I would immediately give that person a good time."