Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Xiao Fuzi knelt, his face pale as paper.

The secret that has been hidden all along, and that he did not want to be revealed, was exposed just like that.

How dare he?

Ye Yu lowered his eyes, covering the evil spirit in his eyes.

"Go and get thirty boards."
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Yan Ran sat on the soft couch and waited. He spent too much energy today, and felt sleepy after sitting for a while.

It wasn't until the cheek was painfully rubbed by the rough fingertips that he woke up in a daze.

The candlelight flickered, and the man's tall figure almost looked like an aggressive beast about to catch its prey. Yan Ran was sensitive to something, but she didn't know what was wrong, her voice was soft and sleepy : "Brother Xiaoyu..."

Ye Yu didn't speak, just looked at her.

"What's the matter?" Yan Ran was persistent, a little anxious.

She glanced outside the door again, "Where's Little Fuzi?"

His jaw was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, and Yan Ran was caught off guard and groaned in pain.

Ye Yu paused for a moment, as if he had changed his temper, he gently touched the corner of her red mouth, and murmured: "...Is it fun outside?"

Yan Ran keenly sensed something was wrong,

Stiffen the body and let him approach infinitely.

It was so close that she thought the two of them were about to kiss.

Yan Ran paused and kissed her.

It's really clumsy, like a newborn puppy, who only knows how to lick the man's tightly closed thin lips, young and immature.

It seemed like a silent flattery, but also a purposeful begging for mercy.

Ye Yu lowered his eyes, his expression was still so calm, "Why?"

Yan Ran's ears were red, her arms were limply hooked around his neck, and her eyes looked at him brightly, as if they were filled with stars.

Ye Yu easily tore off her hands wrapped around her neck, and said flatly, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Yan Ran lowered her head, her white and slender neck drooping, and did not speak.

It's not that I'm not afraid, it's just that the love engraved in my bones has surpassed the fear.

"What did I tell His Majesty?" He smiled, but his tone made people chill.

Yan Ran raised her head in a panic, helpless and urgent, but the language of the organization became fragmented due to nervousness: "I, I have someone who is obedient, but, but..."

"Hush—" Ye Yu pressed Yan Ran's bright red lips with his index finger, his voice was hoarse and mellow, "If you do something wrong, you should be punished."

Before Yan Ran had time to react, the rough and generous hands firmly grasped Yan Ran's shoulders, grabbed her wrists and forcibly pulled her over. Pushed and refused to the dragon couch.

Yan Ran fell on it, his head sank into the soft bedding, almost suffocating.

Then another tall and hot figure pressed down.

"Your Majesty, I hate people who don't know how to measure."

The man's voice was deep and deep, like a beast whose muscles tensed up before preying.

Yan Ran trembled all over.

Ye Yu pinched his chin, almost crushing her bones: "Your Majesty, don't forget, if who gave you the seat you are sitting in now, since I can let you sit, I can also let others sit."

There are so many people in the world, as long as he is not stupid and has healthy limbs, Ye Yu has the ability to let the other party take Yan Ran's place at will, maybe it only takes him a few words.

He has been obsessed with the anger of betrayal, his heart is cold-blooded, he doesn't know what is soft-hearted and pity, and the words he speaks are like knives cutting other people's hearts, but he doesn't know it.

The light moonlight shone in through the fine carved windows of the palace windows, and the shadows cast were exquisite and dreamy.

Like a nightmare weaved.

In the darkness, the man's stern face only showed a rough outline, Yan Ran couldn't see his expression at the moment, but could feel his ruthlessness.

The indifferent and emotionless eyes are like treating an extremely cheap plaything, playing with it at will.

What if it is broken?

He doesn't care, he doesn't feel bad.

He just watched with cold eyes.

Yan Ran tried his best, but only left a red mark on the side of the man's neck.

But Yan Ran's actions undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, and even stimulated the man's bloodlines even more.

The back of the head was roughly grabbed, and the swan-like slender, snow-white neck stretched into an extreme arc, fragile and easy to break.

Yan Ran couldn't utter a word, her dark and thick eyelashes trembled like a fluttering butterfly.

It was an almost cruel and indifferent ravage.

It didn't feel like a kiss, but a punishment.

The smell of blood spread, tearing.

Yan Ran's lips hurt badly, and the corners of her mouth were broken, but she still didn't get the man's soft heart.

When she was young, Yan Ran was actually not afraid of suffering and pain, because she felt numb after experiencing too much of this kind.

But I don't know why Yan Ran is afraid of pain in front of Ye Yu.

It was really scary.

But men just want her to hurt.

Snapped--

Ye Yu was stunned, the slight numbness on his cheek brought him back to his senses.

This was Yan Ran's counterattack with all his strength, but it didn't hurt much, because Yan Ran really didn't have much strength.

But it still angered Ye Yu.

"I still can't learn to be good..." Ye Yu showed a calm and strange smile on his face, and the rough calluses on his palms ran across the smooth skin of Yan Ran's side face, "Is it because I am still too kind to you?" Only then dare to be so presumptuous."

Ye Yu's hand slid across Yan Ran's face bit by bit, extremely gentle, as if with endless nostalgia and love, it slowly slid to his neck, without any warning, he grabbed the unbearably slender The neck of the blow tightened little by little.

Yan Ran raised her neck, panting in pain, her cheeks were bright red, as if the setting sun was setting.

In this suffocating posture, Ye Yu kissed him again.

Perhaps this is not a nominal kiss, but more like biting and devouring.

That blood was based on Yan Ran's pain, but brought a more subtle and surging excitement to the man.

Yan Ran's tears are seasoning.

Yan Ran's blood is the staple food.

And Yan Ran is just a plate of delicacies for Ye Yu to taste.
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The sky has slightly exposed protein, and the clouds are gathered on the horizon, as if soaked in blood, showing a faint red color.

Enduring the pain, Xiao Fuzi was still worried, and came to Qiankun Palace.

There were also people guarding the door, a few court ladies, whispering to each other.

Xiao Fuzi vaguely heard a few words, couldn't help frowning, and lowered his voice, "What are you all doing? Are you too free?"

The palace maid rolled her eyes with a mocking look.

Xiao Fuzi thought of a few words that the maids occasionally heard while chatting, and his face was a little ugly.

"Last night, when did the regent leave?"

The next chapter will be posted later