【Ice Nine】Cage

(One)

"Oh, I don't know what A Luo is doing recently, I haven't seen him for several days."

It is rare for a group of Yingying and Yanyan to get together in the gazebo, but they also do their own things and ignore each other.

Hearing this tender and tender voice, there was a disdainful voice on the other end: "Hmph, did you meet your majesty when you met?"

At this time, another voice hesitated and said: "Well... I heard that Binghe brought someone into the Holy Tomb a few days ago..."

"what?!"

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and everyone exploded, turning their heads and chatting in twos and threes.

"Isn't the Holy Tomb only accessible to the emperor?"

"I don't know who it is..."

"Must be a bitch!"

The surroundings were too noisy, and a woman with a tulle face sitting at the first place finally put down the book in her hand, and said softly: "Your Majesty's business, don't talk nonsense."

Everyone was startled, only to realize that they had exceeded the limit, and quickly fell silent.

Only half a month later, the harem received news again, saying that the emperor had come out of the holy tomb with a man in his arms. The man was wrapped up well and he couldn't see clearly.

Later, some people tried their best to find out the news about the rumored new favorite, but in the end, everything was unknown.

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It was early in the morning, and the sky in the Demon Realm was always gloomy in the past. Today, the sun was rare, but it was not too warm.

The cool sunlight passed through the intricately patterned carved windows, and hit the bed palely, making the person on the bed almost transparently white.

Luo Binghe leaned leisurely by the door with his arms folded, his figure made even taller by the black clothes.

Shen Qingqiu died, died in the dungeon, without a complete body.But now that he is alive again, he is just lying on the bed, yes and no, with a different body, but still the same soul.

The same gentle and watery outline, but also the same indifferent and haughty expression.

However, it would be fun to crush such pride under your feet again and again.

Luo Binghe smiled lightly, "Master, wake up."

As if startled by the sound, the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled undetectably, but their breathing was still steady and their sleeping faces were peaceful.

Luo Binghe's footsteps were calm, as leisurely as if looking at the flowers and the moon, stepping on the sunlight and shadows, approaching the bed step by step.

The floating dust in the air drifted in the light and shadow, and the lightly swept dark robes disrupted the drifting trajectory, chasing at the feet of those passing by, and then danglingly abandoned behind them.

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes lightly, rested his right hand on the quilt, and slept peacefully and obediently.

There was faint red light in Luo Binghe's deep black eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked vicious and dangerous.

He raised his hand to caress Shen Qingqiu's cheek, but his broad palm cast a shadow.

The body sculpted by Sun Moon Dew Huazhi is naturally impeccable, and Luo Binghe traced the soft outline in front of his eyes with the palm of his hand, and he could even imagine the warmth and softness of that white skin.

The palms were about to approach slowly, and they were about to caress their cheeks, but Shen Qingqiu suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light appeared in his pupils, his five fingers formed claws, and suddenly clasped Luo Binghe's neck.

With his fingers stuck firmly, Shen Qingqiu sat sideways on the bed, looked at Luo Binghe and snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "I don't know what you mean by the little beast?"

The implication was to question why Luo Binghe wanted to pull him back.

It is said that a person dies like a lamp being extinguished, but now Luo Binghe somehow dragged him back into the human world.Shen Qingqiu wouldn't be so foolish as to think that Luo Binghe would be kind, just to torture him again, but he didn't know what tricks he was going to play.

Just to be able to live again, after all, there will no longer be the fearlessness and recklessness before death.The fear when he was hunted down and fled back then, and the fear he felt when he fled under Luo Binghe's aura, even though he could not wait to pull out his bones, but the fear engraved in his bones was also a fact.

Even though Shen Qingqiu concealed it well, and even his tone of voice was so calm and arrogant, but the hand touching the skin of Luo Binghe's neck betrayed everything.

Those hands were obviously soaked in layers of cold sweat.

Luo Binghe was still smiling like a spring breeze when he was caught at the vital point, raised his hand lightly, took those slightly thin hands in his hand, put them on his lips and kissed them, and said: "Of course it's for the teacher. I miss you so much."

Shen Qingqiu's heart felt cold, goosebumps would pop up on the back of the hand that Luo Binghe had kissed, he still couldn't figure out what Luo Binghe was going to do, but his intuition was wrong, he struggled to pull his hand out.

But this body has no spiritual power, and the whole body is limp just after waking up, so it is impossible to break free.

Shen Qingqiu became anxious, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, Luo Binghe's grip became tighter and tighter, his wrists ached so badly, his face became paler, his brows were furrowed, and his lips were pursed tightly.

Luo Binghe's hands were so strong that he seemed to crush his wrists, but he was still smiling, which was extremely vile.

Shen Qingqiu knelt on the bed, and with the other hand he tried to break Luo Binghe's hand away.But the more he tried to force Luo Binghe, the more force he exerted. In a trance, he remembered the pain of his arm being detached from his body in the dungeon. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, his jaw loosened, and he wailed: "Luo Binghe, you... let go..."

Luo Binghe seemed to suddenly realize that he let go of his hand, but still held it vaguely. Looking down, he really squeezed hard, and his wrist was bruised and purple.

He lowered his head and kissed the bruised place a few more times, feeling satisfied that Shen Qingqiu trembled uncontrollably a few times, and then happily said: "Master should be obedient, after all, he will soon be my man."

As if struck by lightning, Shen Qingqiu even forgot to take back his hands, looked up at him in disbelief, and said, "Luo Binghe, what do you mean?!"

He didn't dare to think about that, but he couldn't think of any other thoughts that Luo Binghe that dirty bastard could have. He was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat, and finally remembered to pull out his hand, and was about to get out of bed in a hurry .

As soon as his limp feet stepped on the ground, he realized that a thin iron chain was wrapped around his ankle, and the other end of the chain was tied to the end of the bed.

But he fled too quickly, he didn't catch his feet, and fell to the ground suddenly with a muffled sound.

Shen Qingqiu hurriedly turned around, and while sitting on the ground, he tugged on the chain with both hands, vainly trying to break it.

Luo Binghe sat on the edge of the bed with his face propped up, idly looking at Shen Qingqiu who was struggling in vain, his eyes became even redder and turned into tides.

In order to prevent Shen Qingqiu from doing anything after waking up when he wasn't watching, Luo Binghe simply and rudely asked someone to take a special thin chain and wrap it around him.Moreover, Shen Qingqiu had been lying on the bed the whole time, and Luo Binghe didn't put on too many clothes for him, just a half-length shirt, and nothing else.

Now Shen Qingqiu is struggling at his feet, the scenery between the slightly raised legs is fully visible, and one can see the lump of soft flesh there, and the tightly closed mouth behind.

Luo Binghe has never fucked a man before, but it's not that he doesn't understand, not to mention that in order to spend the spring night with his dear master, he has learned a lot recently.

The sound of the chain jingling was subtle but could not be ignored. Shen Qingqiu didn't know how undignified he was now, and he was still wrapped in loose clothes to fight.

Luo Binghe licked his lips, watching him struggle, like teasing a dog, leisurely.

He Shi Shiran stood up, gently hugged Shen Qingqiu, let his legs wrap around his waist, and patted the soft buttocks under his hands, and said with a smile: "Master runs so fast, it seems that he understands this very well. It's a matter later, but the disciple doesn't understand, how else should the master teach the disciple? Huh?"

As Luo Binghe said, he retreated to the bed and sat back on the bed, while Shen Qingqiu sat on his lap.

Shen Qingqiu pressed something hard between his legs, his heart felt cold, and he cried out: "Luo Binghe, what are you doing?!"

Luo Binghe pressed his forehead against Shen Qingqiu, and raised his lips in a good mood and said word by word: "Bai, Japan, Xuan, obscenity."