King Yan's Canary

Xiao Zhen's heart ached, and he regretted being too impulsive.

Raising his hand to detect his breath, he unexpectedly found that although his breathing line was shallow, it was still well-proportioned and gentle.

Fuck!

How dare he lie to me! ?

Xiao Zhen's brain was short-circuited for a moment, and he fell into an unprecedented ethereal state.

But that feeling is fleeting.

In just an instant, he returned to his brutal and ferocious appearance!

"Snapped!"

He became angry from embarrassment, and slapped Kai Yuxi's cheek with finger marks, and shouted at people like a convulsion: "Wen Ruyu, you fucking! How dare you pretend to be dead for this king!?"

This slap was so powerful that Wen Ruyu's eyes burst into gold stars, tears rolled down her eyes!

There were bursts of Weng Ming sounding in the cochlea, and the vision faded for a short time. The whole world seemed to be suddenly transpired by a mist, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

But before he recovered, Xiao Zhen, like an extremely violent beast, picked up his long hair, lifted him up, and forced him to look at him: "Are you dumb? You won't make a sound even if you beat you?!"

Wen Ruyu raised her backhand above her head, desperately slapped his strong arm, nodded with tears streaming down her face, her lips opened and closed: I am dumb, I am in pain, I want to make a sound, and I also want to beg you not to hurt me, but, I can't tell.

Xiao Zhen couldn't hear the slightest sound.

Have no idea what he's talking about.

It is as if there is a mirror, and there are two worlds inside and outside the mirror. They can see each other, but all sound sources are blocked by the smooth and seamless mirror surface.

Xiao Zhen's thick eyelashes twitched, and his heart throbbed subconsciously.

The rough fingertips ran across his smooth and delicate cheeks, gently crushing the teardrops, "I know that your tongue has been cut and you can't speak. But, you can't even make a sound, right?"

Wen Ruyu bit her lip and nodded.

Tears were still evaporating, Xiao Zhen was distraught.

Unknowingly, the strength in his hands increased, and he grabbed his long hair and pulled him back, forcing him to raise his chin, and he scolded in an unbelieving voice: "I don't believe it, you shout to me! Ah?"

Wen Ruyu opened her mouth, imagining what he did, and uttered an ah.

It's a pity that when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of cold wind was poured into the empty mouth.

Like a draft, it drowned the throat silently, and couldn't even stir up half an echo.

Xiao Zhen became even more irritable, grabbed his throat suddenly, and said in an extremely sharp voice: "Scream hard for this king!"

The backs of the broad palms are full of blue veins, which make the thin and bony chin even more pointed, and the fragile neck is more like the tender roots of dandelions, as if a little force will be easily cut off by him.

Wen Ruyu didn't want to.

I don't want to make that kind of sound that I only heard once in my life and never want to hear again.

But Xiao Zhen pinched too hard.

It seemed that if he didn't bark, he would never let him go, chasing and biting him like a mad dog.

end,

"……squeak."

An extremely thin, hoarse and piercing squeak came out of his fragile throat, like a sharp blade scraping across the chest cavity, breaking open the blood vessels bit by bit, bit by bit deep into the heart, and cut to the softest part, which was painful.

Xiao Zhen was completely stunned.

"...squeak,...squeak,...squeak..."

Wen Ruyu seemed to be venting, but also seemed to be sarcasm, one after another, over and over again, yelling cheesily.

Shout and cry, cry and laugh.

Xiao Zhen, are you satisfied?

Xiao Zhen felt a chill run down his spine.

It was as if someone had pinched his nerves and was twitching. He sharpened them with a saw file, breaking them one by one!

Going crazy, broke down, and drank in a low voice: "Enough!"

"...squeak,...squeak..."

Wen Ruyu didn't listen at all, looked at him extremely indifferently, and continued to make that kind of squeak that would make people feel cold all over.

Xiao Zhen squeezed his pupils tightly, and the eyes were filled with frost, wind and blood.

Quietly staring at the same collapsed person in front of him.

After a while, the lips suddenly stuck together.

Submerge those ugly voices in the crazy kisses.

Wen Ruyu stared at him with wide-eyed pupils. From such a close distance, she could clearly see the fine hair on his face and the clear veins in the black pupils.

His breathing also became hot and fast uncontrollably, even though he hated him to the bone, even though he lost his tongue, his body would still have a lot of reactions under his strong and fierce attack.

He hated himself for being like this.

However, her shoulders shook violently, and she scratched and scratched desperately at him, but in the end she was still powerless and limp in his broad and strong embrace.

Xiao Zhen gnawed and gnawed.

The tip of the tongue could easily pry open his clenched teeth, habitually hooking the softness that once made him drunk.

But after exploring for a long time, nothing was found.

It's like bees broke into a seductive secret garden, thinking they could find the sweetest and most delicious nectar, but after searching around, they found that there were no flowers in this secret garden.

Not even a weed, so empty and lifeless.

Xiao Zhen had a hole in his heart and was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Clasping the back of his head with five fingers, he violently separated him, just when Wen Ruyu didn't know what kind of nerve he was about to lose!

But he got closer again, ran over the lips that had been bitten by him again, and said sadly: "Yu'er, I'm sorry..."

Wen Ruyu collapsed.

Wen Ruyu cried bitterly.

Weeping silently, until the shoulders twitched, crying so much that he was about to faint, but he still couldn't make a sound.

He suddenly grabbed his broad palm and wrote strokes on it with his long and slender fingers: My lord, please do me a favor and let me go!

His fingertips were slightly cool, and he scratched very lightly, with an itchy touch, touching the tip of Xiao Zhen's heart.

His sudden remorse disappeared in an instant.

He grasped that slender hand, and slightly pulled the corners of his lips, as if smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he shook his head immediately: "Don't even think about it!"

Wen Ruyu broke free from his burning palm, and wrote again: Xiao Zhen, you will kill me.

After he finished writing, Xiao Zhenliang raised his eyes thinly, and the eyes were cool and snowy, "Even if this king kills you, I still have the ability to bring you back to life!"

"If you don't tell this king that you are that bird, this king may read a little about fish and water and let you go! It's a pity,"

He slowly stretched out his index finger, tracing down his swollen cheek bit by bit, and when it touched the collarbone, he "chuck!" and tore off his robe!

Then his chin went up: "It's a pity you told this king, this king cares so much about you, how could he be willing to let you go again?!"

Huya's sharp fangs pierced Bainen's neck, Wen Ruyu suddenly widened her pupils.

The golden threads at the bottom of the pupils were clear and clear, although he struggled hard, he was irresistible.

The long-lost love is revived again, it is the familiar strangeness, the painful happiness, and the sinking of despair.

The hatred in Xiao Zhen's heart was quickly covered by this beautiful and juicy body, the body that was pressed down suddenly heated up, and the rhythm of the heartbeat became chaotic, getting faster and faster.

His breathing, his outline, the burning desire in his eyes, the texture of his muscles... like an inescapable swamp, bit by bit swallowing Wen Ruyu's reason and perception.

It's obviously hate, why do you have to apologize?

It's obviously hate, why are bodies still attracted to each other?

……

The rain stopped and fell again, and there was a faint muffled thunder in the sky.

Wen Ruyu propped up her sore waist and sat by the window in a daze.

The banana leaves slid down and the full-grained raindrops tapped on his window.

He didn't understand, there was obviously only hatred left between him and Xiao Zhen, why did he still have the mood to do that kind of thing to himself?

And still can't stop, thirsty and rushing to the spring, as hungry as thirsty, and the desire is hard to fill.

Is it just because of desire?

Or simply want to humiliate yourself?

But how to explain his expression of wanting to die?

Wen Ruyu felt that she must have been dazed, so that she would forget the cruel harm he did to herself and think about these absurd things.

It is ridiculous enough for two men to hate and torture each other.

His eyes glanced blankly across the window, and in the drizzle, a stone flew over suddenly!

Wen Ruyu was stunned for a moment, stood up and pushed open the half-covered flower window, wanting to see where the stones came from.

Just as the slender and white back of her neck stretched over the window eaves, a hand appeared on the back collar instantly!

That hand was surprisingly strong. After grabbing him, he yanked by the collar, and even pulled him off the roof forcibly!

The eaves were wet and slippery, Wen Ruyu was so startled that she couldn't stand still!

As soon as he saw clearly that there was a man wearing a mask in front of him, only half of his smooth and sharp chin was exposed, a sack covered the sky and covered the earth!

Immediately afterwards, the back of his neck went numb, and he lost consciousness!

The sack was held on the shoulders of the man in black, and the sound of the swiftly running footsteps of the tile eaves disturbed the sound of raindrops. Soon, a guard noticed his presence, "Come here, there are assassins, catch the assassins!"

Row after row of chaotic arrows flew towards him, and the man in black was extremely light-hearted, dodging those sharp arrows with ease, until he was forced to retreat to the winding tile warp at the last corner.

A guard with the same level of qinggong flew up to the roof with a knife and surrounded him: "Bold and thieves, dare to trespass into Yan Wang's mansion in broad daylight, I am so impatient!"

The man in black shouldered the sack, looked around through the thinly curved eye holes of the mask, his feet were already surrounded by the guards of Prince Yan's mansion who had heard the news, and the roof was also crowded with guards with big knives pressing forward , Seeing that it is difficult to fly with wings!

But he pointed his middle finger at the nearest guard, deliberately lowered his voice and chuckled twice: "Hehe, is the guard of Prince Yan's mansion only capable of this?"

The guard at the head saw that the person in the sack he was fighting against was a person, so he didn't dare to do it lightly, and said coldly: "Put the person down, you may still have a way out!"

"Hahaha, this person, this...seat is about to be reserved. I heard that he is King Yan's favorite treasure. He turned out to be a treasure. It would be interesting to snatch it away!" People can't even tell his real age.

The leading guard frowned, and gestured for those around him to prepare to shoot arrows, "Who are you?"

The man in black patted his shoulders and buttocks, which smelled like jade, and bent his beautiful mouth under the mask: "I covet this hero who has been beautiful for a long time, well, I won't deal with you juniors, goodbye! "

After speaking, he put his two fingers under the mask, bit the corner of his lips and let out a sharp whistle!

The author says:

I really want to be a bit cruel, I want to cry when I write it