fake face

Indoors illuminated by incandescent lamps.

Yu Lingyi looked at the person sitting on top of him indifferently.

[A! a! ...aen...aa...Yi...so good~] He was crazy, doing these things desperately.

Almost taking an overdose of xing drugs every day, Yi's complexion is obviously not very good. Originally, he was still optimistic thinking that if Ziye did this to him one day, he would definitely be in a good mood.It's a pity that after imagining it, he can only loathe this face even more.

It's not that he hasn't thought about escaping from here, but this Phils is obviously well prepared, no matter where there are locks, and there are too many scary guards outside, he can only find another way.

[Yi, Yi, Yi, look at me, look at me, en~~~]

The milky white liquid splashed onto his lower abdomen, and he frowned displeased.

[Yi...Yi...you...you are mine, hahaha, you are mine...] He raised Yu Lingyi's chin and smiled maniacally.

Suddenly, the line of sight was pitch black, and when neither of them could react, they heard the wild laughter followed by a shrill scream.

The moonlight was like water, and gusts of wind blew through the half-open window. Fils looked at the sharp blade that suddenly appeared on his heart, and turned his head with difficulty.

The man's face was covered with blood, and his cold eyes were silently locked on his face, while the plain words from the parted lips were full of undoubted affirmation, [You think too much. ]

Wow, the long sword was pulled out, and the blood that was brought out covered his body with a layer of stickiness. He threw him and the sword to the ground, as easily as if he was throwing away some unnecessary things.

He turned his head and looked at him on the bed.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, even breathing became clear.

[Do you want...together? ]Zi Ye stretched out her hand, the open palm seemed to be filled with moonlight, illuminating the bloody palm even more ferociously.

Ziye himself saw it, and was about to withdraw his hand when he saw Yu Lingyi moved his face closer, the hot air exhaled from his lips warmed his cold hand after the blood had clotted, and actually bit Ziye's finger.

[dirty. ] Ziye retracted in shock.

[…] Yi smiled wryly, [You despise me? ]

[...No, it means my hands are dirty. ]

[But you just reached out and didn't ask if I could hold your hand. ]

[…] Zi Ye looked at the chains on the bed speechlessly.

[Hmm~~] Yi suddenly groaned, and Ziye shifted her gaze to between his legs, and her mouth twitched.

[Come on, Ziye, help me——]

[......]

Yi tugged at the chain and rolled in pain on the bed, [He gave me a lot of medicine! ! ]

[......]

[Hmm~~ Just help me untie the rope, I will do the rest myself...] Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled ambiguously.

Zi Ye sat on the bed, loosened his collar, [Let me do it. ]

Oh? It's a dream come true?

Yi was thinking happily, but was shocked at the next moment... because when Ziye said he would come, he meant to let him come.

That night, Yi was finally able to tear his heart apart for a while.

【Finish】