022 I’m so disgusted

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date="2021-02-05"

title="022 I'm so disgusted "

weight="119021"

series = ["This Lord is Too Cruel"]

mode = "manual"

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Chapter Name: 022 Disgusted in Heart

The already tight body became abnormally stiff at this moment, and he couldn't even breathe freely. His mind echoed with the regent biting his skin, often leaving countless bruises, even with the smell of blood. The cold eyes flashed a little indifferently, bite, bite, the pain of the body will never be worth the loneliness of the heart as dead gray.

However, he waited for a while, and did not feel any pain. On the contrary, her teeth rubbed his ears softly, and the tip of her tongue ran across the sensitive part of his earlobe, making him feel stunned and tilted his head slightly. , And her fingers ran across his chest, gently twisting the enchanting point, making him almost unable to hold it. This kind of tenderness is even more difficult than the pain of whipping.

Nan Shu completely ignored the ambiguous aura on his side, staring at the inscription on the Qiu Ju map, staring blankly at the inscription on the picture of Qiu Ju, shocked. The font on the right was like a dragon flying in the sky. People who love calligraphy and calligraphy and want to have such a fine brushwork are afraid that they will have to practice for another ten or twenty years before they can achieve such a mood.

As the pen is flowing, the sky is high and the earth is wide and thick, and at a glance, it reveals the domineering between the lines, "The chrysanthemum blooms in the forest, the green pine crowns and the rocks. With this beautiful and beautiful posture, the outstanding is the best under the frost." The inscription made him even more astonished. He could see the freedom and exclamation between the lines in this verse, as well as the outline of the talent implied in the verse, which was exactly the state of mind when he painted this painting.

Humanity is hard to find a friend. He suddenly raised his eyes, but saw the heart-stirring picture in front of him. Nan Shu hung his head quickly, and a touch of unpleasant thoughts flashed in his heart, which surprised him what he was thinking. She is everyone's condemnation, and she can't wait for the regent who is smashed into pieces. With her cruel, moody temperament, she most disdains his kind of dance and ink, grabbing her heart and stopping talking.

Feng Aotian naturally saw Nan Shu's expression clearly from beginning to end. He looked sideways and saw that Mu Hanjin was trying his best to endure it. Suddenly he thought of Mu Hanyao, who endured her teasing like this at first, but Mu Hanyao is She had the courage to avoid her intimacy, but, Mu Hanjin, his mind was not as capable of guessing as Mu Hanyao did. The real Mu Hanjin was hidden deeply by him, and she always saw people with extreme accuracy.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin's inscription. Even under her arbitrarily provoking, he was able to stabilize his mind, and his strokes were very stable. The fonts seemed to be as beautiful as babbling water, but She hid the sharp edge very well, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she whispered in his ear, "Autumn bushes circle around the house like a Taoist family, and the fence is gradually slanting. It is not the flower that prefers chrysanthemum. This flower blooms without flowers."

Mu Hanjin took a deep breath, tried her best to endure it, tilted her head slightly, her slender neck was like a proud swan, letting Feng Aotian light a faint flame on him, and a gentle breeze came in her ears. Voice, this is exactly the verse of his inscription, his indifferent eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke calmly, "The prince, the princes are so incompetent, that the prince laughed."

Feng Aotian listened and laughed, "Compared with the inscription of the master, where does Han Jin think you are worse?"

Mu Hanjin's eyes were dim, and then she remembered that she had also inscribed, turned her eyes slightly, waiting to look to the side of the poem, and the font, staring at Nan Shu who was raising her eyes incredibly, unable to believe it was Made by the regent.

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Huh?"

Mu Hanjin suppressed the shock in her heart, pretending to be calm, and said, "We are at the disposal of the prince."

Compared with her poems, his is just a whim, feelings and grievances, and Feng Aotian's is a picture of him and Nan Shu Shicai, and his inner words. He has always been arrogant and talented, although he is disdainful of Feng Aotian such a tyrant, but now, because of this poem, he has to change her a little bit.

"Book, mount this painting to the master, and keep it away." Feng Aotian glanced at Nan Shu beside him with a smile but not a smile, tapped his toes and flew away with Mu Hanjin.

When Feng Gonggong saw this, he hurriedly chased him out of the courtyard.

Nan Shu looked at Feng Aotian's leaving figure, his eyes flashed darkly, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the painting and the inscription in front of him again, and laughed blankly. He was really stupid. This regent was just a whim. Well, even if she is talented, so what?

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin to her bedroom.

Mu Hanjin’s white jade silk ribbon is no longer visible, his robe is half hung on his shoulders, and the gown is half open. Ruyu’s delicate skin is pink, elegant and dusty, but it exudes a breath that makes people explore. The ultimate mystery.

He clenched his hands into fists, hidden between his sleeves, with a slightly thin body, standing with his back facing Feng Aotian, this palace, when he stepped in, he felt suffocated, and his lips were tightly pressed at this moment. Pale, his side, the leather whips, candles, iron chains, ropes, and many unsightly torture tools placed on the elevated side, made him disgusted, and even with the talent, he was born with a little bit of Feng Ao. Talented, but also rejected.

The two years of nightmares and misfortunes are like the imprints on his mind and body, which cannot be eliminated in this life. Even if he wants to escape or resist, thinking of what he is carrying, he is unable to resist.

Feng Aotian felt the sadness in Mu Hanjin's heart. She turned her eyes and looked at the tools. These things were used on him. She knew his pain and hatred for herself, but now, she What she can do is to make him accept it again. If he is still obsessed with that, she will not reluctantly. Those who can help her will get her luck, but she can't get it, only destroy it.

"What are you still trying to do?" Feng Aotian's tone was still so cold, with unquestionable deterrence and coldness.

Mu Hanjin's narrow and gentle eyes flashed with a faint light, resisting the nausea in his heart, raised his fingers, took off his outer robe, and even pulled off all the coverings from his body.

Feng Aotian was a little helpless and speechless for his actions like this. In this palace, except for her, all the men she favors who come in must be naked. Mu Hanjin naturally thought she was going to favor him now, so she had to take off her clothes. .

She took a step forward and waved her sleeves, and the robes scattered on the ground were put on him again. When Mu Hanjin was startled, his palm was already touched with coldness, compared to his cold hands. It's still a bit colder.

Feng Aotian took him by the hand, and the two walked to the study on the right side of the dormitory. Perhaps they hadn't entered for a long time. Although the study was cleaned by minions every day, it still smelled of mold.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian incomprehensibly. She had never held his hand, and never allowed a man in a shirt to enter the palace. Moreover, at first glance, this study showed that very few people entered. I don’t know, she Why do you bring yourself to this study? Is it to do something to him here?

Thinking of this, looking at the bookshelves in front of him, the soles of his feet were cold, and when he walked to the bookcase, Feng Aotian stopped, and from a distance he heard Feng Gonggong walking hurriedly toward the palace, panting.

She said coldly, "According to the king's will, tomorrow morning, no one will be absent."

"Yes." Before Feng Gonggong had even panted, he heard Feng Aotian's order and quickly responded, and then sent someone to give it.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, saw him stunned in the distance, and laughed low. The laughter did not contain a trace of temperature, "Why, just now I was thinking about climbing on the bed of my grandfather, how can I stand here still Do you take it off yourself or let the master take it off for you?"

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