"Um... um..." Once again, Zhou Siyan's rationality was swallowed up by the hot pleasure that shook his soul again—it turns out that "love" with love is so refreshing from the bottom of his heart.
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Since he was the one who took the initiative in the beginning, it took a lot of energy, let alone Lynch's energy now... Zhou Siyan was so tired that he didn't even want to move his five fingers.
However, looking at Lin Qi who was originally reluctant but now still radiant after tossing around for most of the night, Zhou Siyan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment...
After another extreme happiness, his eyes finally went dark, and he fainted from exhaustion. During the period, I moved my thigh uncomfortably, and felt a slippery and moist sticky feeling from deep behind me.
Although some places are not quite consistent with what I thought, but in the end I finally got my wish, anyway, I will grow up in the future, won't I
He was thinking vaguely, and before falling asleep, he murmured to himself, he didn't expect Ah Qi to be so energetic, it seems that he needs to exercise more in the future to satisfy him...
Lynch looked at Zhou Siyan, who was tired and passed out under him—the corners of his eyes were slightly red, his handsome face was filled with water, and his wheat-colored body was covered with bruises. Very messy.
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He gently brushed away the sweaty hair on the forehead of the person under him, and called in his ear: "Are you tired?" No one answered for a long time.
After confirming that the person would not wake up, Lynch slowly got up and left, and went into the bathroom. The eyes are indifferent...
Such indulgence, on the one hand, is because of abstinence for a long time, and on the other hand, of course, because there are still things to do by myself.
He took a shower slowly, put on a large white nightgown, and walked barefoot towards a house at the end of the corridor.
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In the middle of the night, a pair of fair feet stepped on the dark red carpet step by step. Those feet were obviously well maintained. Although they were not exquisite, they were better than fair and smooth skin, lean and strong bones, and rounded nails. Extremely beautiful.
As I approached the room in the remote corner step by step, the long and soft woolen carpet gently scraped the soles of my feet, and there was a burst of numbness without a sound... There was soft moonlight crawling in from the window, sprinkled on the Lynch, wearing a white nightgown and barefoot, looks like a beautiful and dangerous ghost in the dark night...
Pushing away the room, it was silent and dark, only some faint light came in from a small window, and it was vaguely discernible that there were a few sundries piled up inside. A smell mixed with dust and slightly decayed rushed towards the face—this was originally the room where Yuan was locked up for ten years, but now, another person was locked up here.
There was a faint sound in the silent darkness.
Lynch walked in and closed the door, his feet stepped on the smooth floor, and a slight coolness invaded his skin... He walked slowly to the table, and turned on a small lamp on the table with the help of the faint moonlight. The dim light gives everything here a warm and nostalgic taste.
The situation in the room gradually became clear before his eyes. There was a person leaning against the corner of the table—he was sitting half leaning on the table leg, his white shirt was neatly dressed, and one long leg wrapped in black suit pants was slightly bent. Right now, Zheng half closed his eyes, resting expressionlessly. It seems that the whole body is as calm as an ancient well and deep pool - who else can it be if it is not Lin Jue
Because the milk he drank earlier was just a drug that would make him lose his strength and make him pass out—Lynch didn't intend to kill him at all. Isn't death the easiest thing to do
Now, although he woke up, he was still exhausted. Coupled with the adhesive tape that sealed his mouth, and the rope that tied his hands tightly behind his back, it seemed that there was an inexplicable impulse in all this—an impulse to break the calm, tear the indifference !
Lin Jue raised his eyes and saw Lin Qi standing there quietly. Although his eyes were as calm as a cold pool, they were also as cold as a cold pool. No one can tell whether there is a deep vortex hidden under the calm and dark ink.
With his back facing the dim light, Lynch could not see his expression clearly. He walked up to Lin Jue step by step, squatted down, and gently removed the tape from Lin Jue's mouth.
Lin Jue finally saw his expression clearly—the gentle sadness in the handsome long eyebrows that made his heart soften repeatedly, at this moment it still seemed so distressing...and so cruel!
"...It's really you..." Just four words, sinking in the bottom of my heart, choking pain in my throat, lingering on the tip of my tongue... from the deepest part of my heart to between the lips, tearing and turning over and over again, and finally turned into light Sigh.
The hoarse voice dissipated in the air almost inaudibly—I lost my pain when I was so angry, and my heart was numb when I was so painful... But how to deal with the complexity evolved from the intertwining of pain and anger, and the deep entanglement of love and hate How much pain, how much bitterness, how much powerlessness...
"Father..." Lynch called out in a low voice, his voice couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or emotion...
"I said earlier that you are the heir of the Lin family. Could it be that you can't even wait for more than ten years?" Lin Jue said in a low voice, his face was indifferent, but there was an indescribable bitterness deep in his eyes .
"You think... I'm for Lin?..." Lynch, who had been watching Lin Jue quietly, sighed softly.
He slowly took out an old mobile phone that was obviously well preserved, but the color tone on the edge has been slightly peeled off, as if it was often rubbed in the hand.
"Does father still have memories?" Seeing that Lin Jue's cold eyes did not fluctuate, it was obvious that he had no impression of him. "This is my mother's mobile phone..." Lynch said quietly, and showed Lynch the picture that seemed to have been missed countless times.
Lin Jue still didn't understand why, until he watched the old screen on the phone.
"I didn't kill her... that's why you are here?..." Lin Jue's cold voice was so rare that there was a little bit of panic...
Lynch put away his phone and looked at Lin Jue—with clear eyes as always, nothing else! Nothing at all!
Lin Jue said in a dry and cold voice: "...you were acting in the morning." As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head and laughed softly, "As expected of my son, he acted perfectly... step by step..." Let me fall— Even though he had already guessed the answer, but seeing himself lift the curtain again, those intimacy, those admiration... It's all a play! The most ridiculous thing is - I still feel dull pain!
Lynch said lightly, and sighed a little, "For so many years, I have been thinking all the time—how to kill you."
kill! He had been thinking of killing himself? Lin Jue was expressionless, but his heart was filled with endless bitterness.
What kind of pain is that? Lin Jue couldn't speak, he only knew that he couldn't breathe, because every time he took a breath, the slight coolness made him painful to the marrow. The ice is piercing, the cold stings.
Lin Jue's complexion did not fluctuate, but his eyes were dead silent and pained to the extreme, his hoarse and dry voice was cold with a sense of emptiness, "Then...why don't you do it now?"
Lin Qi looked at him with light eyes, there was no longer blankness, but hatred, deep-seated hatred... He slowly raised his slender hand and reached for Lin Jue's neck.
Lin Jue felt extremely bitter in his heart—hate me so much
He stared at him closely, his eyes were gloomy and cold, but also deep and earnest—whether it was love or hate... He didn't know it anymore, it just seemed to want to engrave it in the deepest part of his heart, and let reincarnation gnaw at his heart.
With a "swipe" sound... Lin Jue's shirt was torn open, all the neat buttons were broken, and there were crisp sounds as they bounced around.
The shirt fell to the wrists tied behind him, and became entangled. The strong and strong upper body was exposed. His body is solid, with smooth lines, his muscular chest rises and falls with his breathing, and his lower abdomen is evenly distributed with six-pack tight abdominal muscles. The light wheat-colored line extends all the way to the black suit pants, which is mysterious and intriguing.
However, his face turned blue from shock and anger.
"What are you doing?" Lin Jue said every word coldly, as if blasted out of an ice cellar.
"Didn't father know?" Lynch replied lightly. Without raising his head, he turned around to look for something... When he turned around after a while, there was an extra bundle of rope in his hand. The rope was only about two or three meters long, and it seemed to be braided with coarse hemp, surrounded by coarse hemp burrs, which was extremely painful.
Lin Qi came to Lin Jue's side, and smiled gently at the staring eyes of the other party, "Does father believe in past lives?" It's just that the smile is so cold no matter how you look at it.
Seeing that Lin Jue pursed his lips and refused to answer, Lynch leaned over and said, "I believe..." Warm breath sprayed on Lin Jue's neck, and his lowered eyes were the slender legs that were faintly revealed when the other party walked around. Lin Jue suppressed his heart like The beating of the drum was strange, and his complexion was even colder.
Lynch didn't say any more, and directly wrapped the rope from the back of his neck, tied a knot in front of his chest, and then looped it from under the chest to the back, strangling the two strong chests thick and full; the two upper arms And the shoulders are also tightly wrapped with ropes; then slide down along the flat belly according to the texture lines...
Lin Jue remained expressionless, but his gradually warm breathing showed that his heart was not at peace. The skin rubbed against the tightened rope was painful, and after the pain passed, there was a numb itching, which made him unable to help himself to struggle and rub.
But he didn't dare to move, because he didn't have any strength, so after Lynch came in, he didn't change his posture once; but now, as long as he moves slightly, the tightly bound rope will rub against each other forcefully, and the rough rope There are bursts of intense tingling pains on the body and skin, gradually becoming hot, and strands of tingling pleasure arise from the intense pain. This faint pleasure is like the impatient pursuit of a traveler in the desert when he meets an oasis—struggling and rubbing, Fiery tingling, tingling pleasure...
The cycle goes on and on…
Lin Jue's eyes sparkled faintly—I don't know if it was anger or embarrassment...
Lynch's slender fingers hooked lightly, the belt spread out, and the descending rope bound the thick under the lower abdomen, winding and strangling it lightly, the slight tingling friction made it more bloody and unsatisfactory, and instinctively hardened , trembling slightly.
Lin Jue finally couldn't maintain his original expression anymore, his indifferent and serious face was gradually stained with deep lust, inexplicable emotions were brewing in his deep black eyes, his handsome reddish angular face lined with a straight nose and thin lips; his upper body was almost naked, The loose white shirt was hanging on the hand; the lower body was about to be covered, and the black suit pants were baggy, and an unspeakable sexy lust came into view!
Lynch just stood aside and admired: "Father is very attractive at this time."
Has he ever tasted such naked humiliation and teasing? Embarrassed and embarrassing for a moment, he glared at Lin Qi with cold eyes, but the uncontrollable pleasure surged in, which made his majestic glaring lose its original evil spirit, and became more seductive and sexy.
The more time passed, the more he couldn't hold back his movements, subconsciously even instinctively flashed a thought - he longed for Lynch's touch.
The thought flashed, and he was extremely ashamed and angry for a moment, staring at Lynch, panting violently, his stern face flushed red, his red and full chest heaved and heaved by the rope, but he just stared back at Lin Qi, in his heart But apart from shame and annoyance, there is no resentment, and there is even a faint hope - he doesn't have any half-hearted affection for himself, right
He couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a hoarse panting and growling from his throat. The deep and heavy moan disappeared for half a minute, and he clenched his teeth in embarrassment!
"Father..." Seeing his appearance, Lynch sighed helplessly, and leaned over to hug him, his slender and warm palms covering the scalding body. Lin Jue suddenly felt a strong electric current rushing up his back, straight into his mind, and then his brain went blank for a few seconds—he was just like that...
"A father's love is so torturous—his son is tormented whether he gets it or not."
This moment was so beautiful that it almost made people cry, but Lynch's gentle and gentle voice was smudged with a trace of sadness.
Lin Jue had to admit that he was very sad, being deceived to such an extent, what he cared most was whether he was sincere to him or not! She would be delighted by his little thoughtfulness and gentleness! Now he would be extremely annoyed that he had neglected him since he was a child!
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Lynch hugged Lin Jue quietly like this until he fell asleep—the rope was prepared long ago, and the drug was infiltrated into it. In the struggle and friction just now, the skin was scratched and penetrated.
Looking at Lin Jue who passed out, Lin Qi wrapped him in clothes indifferently. Then call the person who has been in contact with him long ago to send him away.
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The moon has set, and there is one last thing left.
Lynch came to a room again, inserted the key, and turned it open. The eye is plain and simple. There was only one big white bed, on which sat the emaciated Lin Yongbai, holding a rag doll in his hand, and two more on the opposite side. Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head expressionlessly, but when he saw Lynch, he immediately smiled like a flower—"Brother, you're here."
Lynch also smiled, and his smile was as soft as spring water—yes, I'm here, you must not disappoint my expectations.