[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

Chapter 213

Lance was tortured for a whole night and finally fell asleep. When he woke up in a trance the next day, he thought last night was just a long nightmare, but as soon as he raised his hand, he felt sore all over his body, as if he had been repeatedly As if being run over, a shameful wet tingling came from the secret place.

His face was pale, he closed his eyes hard to calm the waves in his heart, and then sat up with his elbows propped up.He didn't dare to let the attendants come in with his embarrassed appearance, so he could only barely get dressed and went to the bathtub in the courtyard to take a bath alone.

The scars all over his body were deep and heavy, and he couldn't see anyone at all. Even his neck was bitten possessively and there were distinct marks, which showed the other party's paranoid covetousness towards Lan Si.

Lan Si had no choice but to close the door for the time being, use the precious pills in the house to eliminate the traces, and at the same time ordered others to strictly guard the guards of Jinghualou.

Last night, the black shadow came in and out freely, treating the Mirror Flower Building as a no-man's land, and Lan Si had already vaguely guessed who he was.But after sending people to search, they couldn't find any trace of him, and couldn't figure out what he was trying to do.

After searching for a day without any results, at night he deliberately calmed down and pretended to be asleep, but no one came to him in the middle of the night, and finally fell asleep tiredly, and the familiar sense of restraint blindfolded him again, and then he was caught People are suppressed.

The slack consciousness immediately tensed up, and Lance cursed in panic.

"Who are you! Put..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were covered, and every inch of flesh in his mouth was sucked without a gap until it hurt, and even the tip of his tongue was slightly numb.

It was another night of ups and downs, and when I woke up, I was faced with an empty trace again.

The place that hadn't fully healed was plundered again. Lance lay on the bed for a long time before gritting his teeth, and went to the bathtub for a long time to slowly relieve the sequelae of almost trembling.

After returning to the room, he called the head of the guard over and severely reprimanded him. The frightened head of the guard hurriedly responded tremblingly. After leaving, he obeyed his orders and thoroughly checked the guards in Jinghualou again.

It's just that no matter how prepared he was, even after Lan Si had sat at the table for half a night, when he got up to close the window inadvertently, he was hugged from behind, and then quickly hit his acupuncture points before he struggled.

His eyes were blindfolded.

He had been forced to spend the same night for half a month and couldn't bear it anymore. No matter where he hid, he would be found by that ghostly shadow, and then he would mercilessly rape him.

In the darkness where he couldn't break free, he was forced to tears by the shame and unbearable pain in his heart, and cried out in a broken voice. The aggrieved and pitiful Youcho softened his heart when he heard it.

The person behind him rarely stopped, rubbing his side face with his rough fingertips, then gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, after a moment of silence, he finally spoke his first words in nearly half a month .

"Why are you crying, don't you like it?"

The familiar young voice became deep and magnetic after a year's absence. When it rang in the ear, it was like a tingling current passing into the flesh and blood, which aroused Lan Si's trembling.

Before he could choke up and answer, the voice continued as if talking to itself.

"I'm so stupid. I didn't realize that you actually like it before. I thought you had to lie under me just because you were one."

Lance finally couldn't help cursing out in embarrassment at such absurd words for no reason.

"I don't like it! Yuezhou! Let me go!"

Yuezhou laughed softly, rubbed against his neck as if hearing a lover's coquetry, then kissed his graceful chin, his nostalgic whisper was full of cold paranoia.

"You are so clingy to me, why do you say you don't like it? You said you liked me, but why did you say you were lying to me, and even wanted to kill me! Master, should I trust you or not?"

Facing his unsalty questioning, Lan Si tightly clutched the soft quilt, his trembling voice was full of shame and resentment.

"Yuezhou, you, how dare you treat me like this! I must kill you!"

The next moment, the back of his neck was bitten off in displeasure. His sharp teeth were like some kind of savage and ferocious beast, filled with majesty and danger that could not be ignored. stiff.

Yuezhou stared down at his puffing thin red lips, slowly loosened his lips, and spoke in a flat tone.

"Master, just watch how I destroyed this Jinghualou and you."

"Yuezhou!"

Lan Si's dissuasion was of no use at all, Yue Zhou exhausted him again before giving up.

The sky outside the window had already turned white, and he stood by the bed and stared at Lan Si's shrunken expression covered with tears and dusty brows, his cold and stern face was like melting ice, overflowing with softness.

He stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt, then bent down, kissed Lance's wet eyelids lovingly, and then left without a sound.

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Yuezhou: (smiling) I know Master likes it too.

Lance: (blushing) I don't like it!